Wang Chen lifted the wine jar, poured himself a glass, and drank it slowly.

Seeing him drinking, the sloppy man's mouth became dry again, and he hurriedly picked up the jar and poured a few sips.

Wang Chen said: "Fu Yan's situation is not very good, do you want to help him?"

The sloppy man said: "If the situation is not good, you will not die, how you like to play and how to play, it has nothing to do with me." ”

Wang Chen said: "Back then, his father had instructed you in swordsmanship, I don't believe you would help." ”

The sloppy man smiled: "Life and death are fate, fate is destined, I really won't help." ”

He paused suddenly, and then said, "I always feel that there is a breath in his body, and he won't die so easily." ”

"Gas?"

"I can't tell, I can't tell. ”

In the field, there were debris everywhere, the white stone floor was full of scars, and the gorgeous hall was now completely devastated at the moment.

There was no expression on Fu Yan's face.

Suddenly, he noticed something.

In the area of life, Lin Fangyue turned out to be more open than he could see.

He can scold the bald donkey as he wants, even if he provokes the other party, how can he not defeat the other party, and it is just life and death!

It's not that he doesn't value life, but even if he swallows his anger, the other party will automatically provoke.

This is how the Pure Sky Monk behaves at this moment.

No matter whether Lin Fang scolded him or not, he was already planning to make a move.

Fu Yan even felt that during this period of time, the sharpness on his body was sharpened quickly, like an old man who was about to die, without the slightest edge.

I'm a fledgling!

Why do you have to have so many concerns? He even felt that even Zhu You, a woman, was more decisive than himself.

At least she decided to make a decisive move just now, without a trace of hesitation, without thinking about her identity, without considering her own force field, she only had a sword in her heart!

Fu Yan looked at the Wind Breaking Sword in his hand, it was extremely bright!

Since the descent from the mountain, he has hardly had an easy time and has been fighting almost every day.

Are you tired?

That's exactly what you want!

Without fighting, there is no progress!

Only blood, only the struggle between life and death, will stimulate a person's potential and stimulate him to keep moving forward!

All the people who are famous in the rivers and lakes are the accumulation of countless bloody battles.

Fu Hanfeng is like this, and Jiangnan Gongzi is like this.

Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the Wind Breaking Sword in his hand trembled slightly, as if it was in line with his mood at the moment.

Does it feel worthy of it, like its former owner?

Fu Yan smiled slightly, and couldn't help but touch its shiny body.

The sloppy man glared and said, "It's okay, can it also change his mood......?"

He didn't say more, but his eyes became more focused.

The monk rolled his eyes and said, "Donor, you have killing intent." ”

Fu Yan smiled and said, "Bald donkey, do you want to descend to me too?"

The monk's face was a little unsightly, and he nodded slowly: "I am a disciple of Buddhism, and I am a demon, so I will descend." ”

"Oh, that's it. Fu Yan nodded slightly, his figure suddenly moved, and a sword suddenly stabbed towards the clear space.

This sword was so fast that everyone's faces changed greatly, they didn't expect Fu Yan to strike first, and it turned out to be towards the clear space.

Buddha light gushed out of the body of the monk of Jingkong, sighed the Buddha horn, and struck out with a palm of his right hand, the whole body was surrounded by golden light, and a palm print continued to grow larger, sonorously holding Fu Yan's long sword.

Han Qi's face sank, and he couldn't help but say, "Great Mida Palm Method, this clear space is not easy to mess with!"

He turned his head to look at Zhu You, but found that Zhu You's brows were slightly furrowed, and he looked at Fu Yu quietly, with concern in his eyes.

Fu Yan's face was cold, and the long sword kept stabbing out, constantly fighting with the clear space golden palm, and the purple light burst out, making a metallic sonorous sound.

That golden palm can actually collide with a long sword!

And here, Gu Feng came to his senses, he thought that Fu Yan would make a move on him, but he didn't expect to fight with the clear sky first.

As soon as the black knife was crossed, he immediately wanted to join the battlefield, but before he could make a move, a fiery sword light was already coming towards his head.

Gu Feng's face changed, and he hurriedly raised the knife rung, and the internal force surged, easily blocking the sword.

He stared at it and saw Lin Fangyue standing in front of him, and said quietly: "Your opponent is me." ”

"Looking for death!" Gu Feng finished speaking word by word, and the long knife suddenly brought up a piece of internal force and slashed towards him.

Lin Fangyue knew that he was invincible, so he kept dodging and started a guerrilla war by attacking and harassing.

He said loudly: "Fu Ran, I can only buy you time for a cup of tea!"

"Thank you!" Fu Yan's face was cold, and the long sword was so fast that he could only see the afterimage, and the purple light was vertical and horizontal, constantly colliding with the Buddha's light, bursting out with sparks.

The monk of the clear space used the Buddha's Damida palm method, and his palms were covered by the Buddha's light, and he fought with Fu Yan in close quarters.

The disciples of Buddhism have practiced external skills since childhood, and their basic skills are extremely solid, although Fu Remnant's long sword is fast, it is blocked by the golden palm one by one.

Fu Yan didn't understand why his palm was like a diamond, and he actually struck with a direct long sword, making a metallic sound.

For a time, it was impossible to win at all.

And the clear space monk, who only defends and does not attack, also makes him quite strange.

In this way, his specific realm is really difficult to estimate.

Is it the middle of the realm, or is it already at its peak?

The monk was also slightly frightened, his own moves were already the first among the young people in the door, but he was still pressed and beaten by Fu Yan.

He could have stepped back and won the battle with his internal strength, but he couldn't throw away this face.

In the field, the swords were vertical and horizontal, the swords were all over the sky, Lin Fangyue and Gu Feng had fought to the point of white heat, although he did not fight with Gu Feng head-on, but he was inevitably injured by internal forces.

Fu Yan was a little anxious in his heart, if Lin Fangyue was born today, he might feel guilty for the rest of his life.

He needs to end the fight as soon as possible.

He simply gritted his teeth, took a few steps back, and the internal force released from his whole body was exhausted, the purple light disappeared, and then it was all injected into the Wind Breaking Sword along Fu Yan's arm.

And the clear space is sneering, he doesn't understand where Fu Yan got the courage to fight against his own internal strength, although he is not yet at the peak of the transformation realm, but the internal force of Buddhism, how can other prodigal sons of the rivers and lakes who have no sect and no faction be able to resist?

"Purple Void Sword Light!" Fu Xuanqing shouted, suddenly took a step forward, and the wind-breaking long sword burst out, a small sword light was only the thickness of a finger, and it suddenly pierced out from the tip of the sword, extremely fast.

This sword light did not have a brilliant light, no monstrous momentum, but it was extremely condensed, as if it was real, drawing a whining sound in the air, brushing the ground and rushing towards the clear sky.

This sword is the second type of killing move that Fu Yan has comprehended by himself, which is different from the Purple Void Sword Vortex. This sword concentrates the internal strength of the whole body at one point, revealing an incomparably condensed sword light, which seems to be not very powerful, but in fact it is a skill to resist.

And because of the extremely fast speed, it is not easy to dodge, and one-on-one feels that this move is more deterrent than the Purple Void Sword Vortex.

"Amitabha!" Jingkong sighed, his hands suddenly clasped together, and the dazzling golden light overflowed from the cracks in his hands, making him look extremely divine.

He jerked out his hands, the golden light flashed in his hands, and he launched a wave of Buddha light, and then put his palms together, suddenly clamping this purple void sword light.

A sonorous sound came out, he only felt a sharp pain in his palm, and he kept heating up, and he couldn't help but snort, and the Buddha's light surged, finally crushing this sword light between his palms.

"Amitabha!" he looked down and saw that the two blood marks on his palms were extremely deep, and blood was already flowing out.

Jingkong was angry in his heart, and his palms suddenly pushed out, and two golden palms suddenly attacked, which was faintly accompanied by the sound of ancient Buddha chanting.

Fu Yan's face remained unchanged, the long sword stabbed, and with a sudden turn, the purple void sword umbrella suddenly formed, meeting the palm print.

This defensive move was finally used, and the moment it came into contact with the palm print, the sword umbrella suddenly spun up, continuously unloading the power of the palm print, dissipating between heaven and earth.

The two of them remained unmoved, but the blood marks in their empty hands proved that he had fallen behind.

But everyone knew in their hearts that the clear space was just too light on the enemy, and the strongest thing in Buddhism was not the palm method, but the seal method, and he did not use it.

Despite this, everyone's hearts are still dark, and they all want the Buddhist disciples to be taught, so as not to be honest and nosy.

It is not only the other disciples of the Yanshan Sword Sect who are secretly happy in their hearts, not just strangers in the rivers and lakes.

and Zhu You, she didn't know why, she felt quite happy.

It's just that she's used to being cold and never shows it.

And here, Lin Fangyue finally couldn't support it anymore, and fell to the ground and vomited blood again and again.

He's done his best!

Although he has been dodging, he has never given Gu Feng a chance to make a move at Fu Yan.

He doesn't feel like a powerful swordsman, but he's definitely a swordsman!

He always had the dignity of a swordsman!

Gu Feng's target has always been Fu Remnant, and at this moment, he finally freed his hand and slashed at Fu Remnant.

Fu Yan was not hard-connected, his figure flashed, and he went directly to Fu Baijing's side, and an internal force poured into his body, treating his injuries.

Gu Feng's face showed a cruel smile, his eyes moved, and a sword light quietly came out, slashing straight towards Lin Fangyue.

"Despicable!" Zhu You's face changed, but he didn't have time to make a move.

Fu Yan didn't expect Gu Feng to be at the peak of his dignified realm, and he would take advantage of the danger of others to sneak attack the injured. He quickly withdrew his internal strength, hurriedly stood up, and raised his sword to block in front of Lin Fangyue.

When the sword came, Fu Yan didn't take a step back, blocking all the swords! The domineering internal force poured into his body, and it suddenly raged in the meridians.

A mouthful of blood spurted out suddenly, and Fu Yan's figure flickered, almost kneeling.

The pain all over his body was like a needle prick, and Fu stood in place and did not fall.

There was bleeding in the mouth, and so were the nostrils.

He had no choice, if he took a step back, Lin Fangyue would inevitably be hurt by the aftermath.

He couldn't afford it anymore.

Zhu You gritted his teeth tightly and said coldly: "What a third young man in the Central Plains! What a pinnacle of transformation realm! I, Zhu You, am on the same list as you, it is really a great shame!"

Central Plains Youth Powerhouse Rankings, Gu Feng is third, Zhu You is ninth!

But the difference is that Gu Feng is already twenty-eight years old, but Zhu You is only twenty-three! The youngest among the top ten.

Gu Feng's face was full of hideousness, and he said: "I Gu Feng only cares about winning or losing! I never care about the process! Hahahaha!"

Everyone scolded secretly in their hearts, but they didn't say it, only those second ancestors of the Yanshan Sword Sect, except for Zhu You, were not afraid of heaven and earth, and scolded directly.

Gu Feng was secretly annoyed, but there was no way, not to mention that the elder of the Yanshan Sword Sect was here, even if he was not there, he would not dare to kill people.

The fathers of these gentlemen are all members of the imperial court, either the first assistant of the cabinet or the general in the army, if they are killed, the master will not be able to protect himself.

So he could only vent his anger on Fu Yan and the others, and said with a cruel smile: "Two southern barbarians, who don't know the height of the sky, also want to kill me!"

He laughed wildly: "In the south, there are no young masters at all!"

Most of the people here are northerners, who came in advance to join in the fun, and the people from the southern martial arts are basically still there, so as soon as these words came out, almost no one stood up to refute them.

Gu Feng laughed wildly, the long knife in his hand flashed, pointing directly at the sky, his eyes were incomprehensible, and he said word by word: "There are no young masters in the south!"

The voice pierced through the wall and into the street.

A loud shout suddenly came from far away: "Who said that there are no young masters in the south!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone looked out, and there was no one!

And at this moment, a huge golden gun, emitting a brilliant golden light, pierced through the wall from outside the inn hall and shot into the hall in an instant!

The spear flashed with golden light, with an incomparable domineering aura, and at an unbelievable speed of everyone, it suddenly headed towards Gu Feng.

Gu Feng's complexion changed, the long knife shook, and a sword suddenly greeted him!

The stumps of the tables and chairs around him flew sideways, the stone wall fragments were splashed everywhere, and the irresistible golden gun set off a rolling wave of qi, and it directly defeated the sword, and the residual momentum was unabated, and suddenly passed through the top of his head and inserted into the stone wall behind him!

Amazing shot!

Everyone was stunned, their breathing stagnated, and the entire inn hall fell into a deathly silence!

Only the golden gun was still trembling slightly.