Chapter 42 Leaving a hand to let the fox into the wine

Before I knew it, more than half a year had passed.

In the past six months, the news that Fang Junmei had collected more than 2,000 Fengying Sand and came back had already spread, causing a lot of sensation.

And the fact that he confronted Gu Xijin in person was even more popular, and there were many disciples who gloated for him in secret.

But after Gu Xijin, he didn't find the upper Jun Mei, as if he was an extremely open-minded man.

On this day, the five-year period is approaching, and Fang Junmei is out of the customs again.

His realm is still the eightfold qi induction, not that the spirit stone is not enough, but the time is not enough, in such a short time, there is no time to impact the qi induction ninefold.

For this, Fang Junmei is not anxious.

Step up your game.

And then go with the flow.

In the end, it must be a good result.

Fang Junmei, who has gone from a child to the pinnacle of martial arts in the world, knows deeply that there are some things that cannot be rushed or hurried.

Zheng Zheng –

As soon as he went out, there was the sound of gold and iron clashing, which came into his ears, not too big, it seemed that the people fighting were a little far away, but it must be within the range of the immovable peak.

Is someone coming?

Fang Jun's eyebrows were in his heart, and he first looked at the doors of Linghu Jinjiu and Fan Lanzhou, both of which were open, and when he went in, there was no half-person, and then he went to look at the Taoist and saw that he was not abnormal, so he put his mind at ease, went out of the courtyard, and went away.

......

Soon, Fang Junmei, who came down from the height of the mountain, saw where the sound of the fight came from.

I saw that on a rocky hill halfway up the mountain in the north, Fan Lanzhou and Linghu Jinjiu were fighting, or rather discussing.

This was the first time Fang Junmei had carefully seen a monk of their level competing, and he was immediately a little stunned.

I saw that in the sky, the blue rays flickered, and after each blue rays flashed, it was as if a blue sun had risen in the sky, and the light was so bright that it made people's eyes hurt.

The blue sun appeared continuously, and the eyes were painful. A dreamlike sight that has never been seen before, as if it were an unreal world.

Fang Junmei endured the pain, and when he looked at it, he saw that in the center of the blue sun, there was a faint royal blue long sword, with an extremely agile posture, flickering and flickering, and there was no hand to control it at all.

Such a sword dao supernatural power, such a sword dao method, has completely surpassed Fang Junmei's imagination, and his heart trembles when he sees it.

Against this blue long sword, there was a raindrop of sword shadows, as if there were four or five hundred swords, each one was exactly the same, flashing with an earthy yellow light, and only one of them was definitely true.

This raindrop-like sword shadow was connected into a dragon-like existence of a sword shadow of more than ten feet, whistling and churning, shooting down the round of blue sun.

Bang bang bang –

After each exchange of swords, there was a muffled thunderous sound, and at the same time, a huge storm rolled up, and on the rocky hill, there were scattered rocks and sand mist.

The enormity of the battle between the two was far from being comparable to the battle between Fang Junmei and Xiao Yunyu, if it weren't for this rocky place, I don't know how many trees would be twisted to pieces.

On the two large rocks below, two figures stood.

Fan Lanzhou stood on a big rock, his white clothes fluttering, his expression was relaxed and calm, his body did not move at all, only his slender fingers were slightly pinching the magic trick, and he didn't know which sword he urged.

On the other hand, it was naturally Linghu who was drinking.

At this moment, Linghu Jinjiu's body was already shaking slightly, and his forehead was sweating, and it could be seen that he was about to reach his limit.

In addition to the two of them, there were two people watching the battle in a place hundreds of zhang away, one of them, naturally Yang Xiaoslow, and the other was Song Shede, who should have come to find Fang Junmei, and happened to encounter this exchange.

After Fang Junmei stared blankly for a few breaths, he finally walked there step by step, without shifting his gaze at all.

......

"Linghu, can you only resist to this point?"

Fan Lanzhou saw Linghu Jinjiu's shaky appearance, his face was slightly cold, and he spoke with some dissatisfaction.

"Of course not!"

Linghu Jinjiu laughed heroically, and said loudly: "I Linghu Jinjiu claims to keep a hand, how can there be no other means, but even in the face of you, the second child, I don't plan to show it." ”

This person is also interesting, and he must also hide it among his disciples and brothers.

When Song Shede, who was watching the battle, heard this, he was slightly embarrassed, just because he was by his side, and Ling Hu Jinjiu was unwilling to take out the things at the bottom of the box in front of himself, an outsider.

"Then I'll force you to show it!"

Fan Lanzhou snorted coldly, and as soon as the magic trick turned, the blue sun in the sky was suddenly extinguished one after another, and Fan Lanzhou himself came into the air, came to the blue sword, grabbed it, head down, feet up, and stabbed at Linghu Jinjiu with a sword in an upside-down onion-like attitude.

When this sword came out, I saw that the blue sword suddenly shone brightly, and outside Fan Lanzhou's body, a huge illusory sword shadow of dozens of zhang swelled out, as if Fan Lanzhou had become a sword at this moment!

At this moment, Fan Lanzhou undoubtedly has some kind of sword immortal style.

Fudo Peak.

Rocky hills.

A blue giant sword stabbed at the ant-sized Linghu into the wine.

This scene must be the first time Fang Junmei saw it in his life, and he was stunned again and stopped.

Yang Xiaoslow and Song Shede were also dumbfounded.

"One of the Big Dipper's Seven Sword Tricks - Falling Star Sword Technique, it is rumored that like the other six sword tricks, at least you need to enter the realm of the sword path to the bone to be eligible for cultivation, but I didn't expect that in addition to the boss who left, even Fan Lanzhou was also in the sword path!"

Song Shede whispered unconsciously.

......

Linghu Jinjiu, who bore the brunt of the battle, was already a big change in his face at this moment, and his eyes widened, feeling that this sword was not simple, and before the sword fell, the skin on his body felt like a tear, as if it would be exploded at any time.

Bang bang bang –

On the surface of the earth outside him, the rubble had begun to burst, blasting into powder, and the cracks spread horizontally as if the end was near.

This sword must be a super powerful sword.

Everyone looked at Linghu into the wine, and it was up to him how he responded.

"Don't fight, don't fight, second, don't fight. ”

At this moment, Linghu actually put away his sword, hugged his head, and fled in other directions, and at the same time screamed, completely gave up resistance, and only a layer of yellow light mask-like things appeared outside his body to protect himself.

Song Shede, Yang Xiaoslow, and Fang Junmei were all dumbfounded.

But after his eyes were cold, Fan Lanzhou didn't stop and continued to kill.

The sword is getting colder and colder, getting closer and closer!

"Master, the second senior brother is going to kill me, but you pity that your old man hasn't seen me as an apprentice yet!"

Linghu Jinjiu saw that Fan Lanzhou didn't stop, and shouted loudly. When he entered the door, the stumbling man was already asleep.

Hearing his words, Fang Junmei and the three of them were all speechless, knowing that he had made up his mind and would never come up with more means.

Ten zhang!

Five!

Sanzhang!

Fan Lanzhou and his sword, the sword light that turned into it, finally listened violently after leaving Linghu to enter the wine, and then dispersed silently.

......

On the rocky hills, the storm gradually subsided.

After Linghu stopped drinking, he gasped for breath, looking frightened.

Fan Lanzhou's fluttering black hair and white robe were still fluttering, and after collecting the sword, he stared at Ling Hu into the wine, his expression was serious, and his voice was extremely cold: "Ling Hu, if you only do what you can in your life, you will never be able to break through your limits." ”

When this person taught his junior brother, he was also quite majestic.

Ling Hu laughed when he heard the wine, took off the wine gourd on his waist, took a big sip and said: "I don't just do what I can, but I don't want to show more means today." ”

After speaking, he said with a straight face: "Senior brother, I know what you are worried about, when it comes to the critical time of Dabi, if necessary, I will definitely take out all the means and will not let you down." ”

Linghu, who was serious, entered the wine, and his eyes were also awe-inspiring.

After staring at him deeply, Fan Lanzhou was finally a little satisfied and nodded slightly.