Chapter 20 If you lose to me, you will live forever

Listen to their voices, know their people.

The person who came was a young man in his twenties, dressed in a white robe, born in the wind of the jade tree, chic and good-looking, in terms of handsomeness alone, it was stronger than Fang Junmei, but it did not have the sunny taste of Fang Junmei, but it was a little more feminine.

As for this person's aura, it is also a cut stronger than Fang Junmei's, but it should not have reached the realm of floating dust, and it is about six or seven levels of qi induction.

With this realm, to fight Fang Junmei is obviously a bit of a bully, but it is not too much.

As soon as this person appeared, everyone immediately realized that the show was coming, and their eyes shot over.

"Who is this guy that I haven't seen before?"

In the crowd, someone asked in a whisper.

"Senior brother, you have been in retreat for too long, he is also a newcomer in recent years, his name is Xiao Yunyu, he was brought back by Ning Jiuyi, the chief elder of the outer gate, when he traveled down the mountain, I heard that the talent of kendo is very good, and the cultivation speed is also first-class. In just five years, he has cultivated to the sixth level of qi induction. ”

The other replied.

Quite a few people.

If it was said that any Outer Gate Elder finally wanted to pull down the Daoist and occupy his immovable peak, it would be this Outer Gate Chief Elder Ning Jiu suspicious, and it would not be surprising that his disciple would fight with Fang Jun Mei first.

Fang Jun listened to the eight directions, knowing that today's battle, I am afraid that it will not be avoidable, since this is the case, he is not stage frightened, and took out the peachwood sword from the storage bag.

While staring at each other, he said with a smile: "I have never met Your Excellency, so the title of this senior brother will be exempted." ”

"What Senior Brother Fang means is that we, the outer disciples, are not worthy of being commensurate with your inner disciples as senior brothers?"

Xiao Yunyu also said with a smile, while taking out the sword, it was not a peachwood sword, but a black blade sword, the magic weapon aura was obviously stronger than Fang Junmei, it should have been given by his master and senior brother.

And this person must also be a sinister figure, and with one sentence, Fang Junmei was pushed to a position opposed to all the outer disciples.

Sure enough, when the words fell, most of the outer disciples nearby cast a somewhat cold gaze at Fang Junmei.

Fang Jun's eyebrows moved, feeling the insidiousness of this person, a cold glint flashed in his eyes and said: "I don't know about the others, but Your Excellency—I'm afraid you don't deserve it." ”

"Arrogance!"

Although this Xiao Yunyu is insidious, it is obviously not enough to be tempered, hearing Fang Junmei's words, he suddenly felt that he had lost face, anger appeared on his face, he pinched a trick slightly, and took the lead in attacking.

Call!

The wind howled, Xiao Yunyu's sword flew into the air, and after the tip of the sword pulled a sword flower in the direction of Fang Junmei, a black storm suddenly flowed out from the tip of the sword.

The sky and the earth instantly darkened, as if it was going to be night!

The black wind swept towards Fang Junmei, and he couldn't see where the blade was. But all the monks who were watching knew that the blade must be hidden in the black wind, and it was going to give Fang Junmei a blow that cut off his face.

"Blowing snow and covering the sun!"

Someone exclaimed.

This snow blowing and covering the sun sword technique is one of the methods of the chief elder of the outer gate, and I heard that it was specially created for disciples with low realms, and it is very powerful.

Seeing Xiao Yunyu display this method, I don't know how many disciples are envious, jealous and hateful, in the end, it is better to worship a powerful master! You must know that most of them are still using the Taoyuan Fundamental Sword Technique!

But no half of the disciples dared to say this, and it reached the ears of their master, and there was still a good life?

......

Fang Junmei, who bore the brunt of the attack, was swaying in a snow-white warrior suit, with long black hair, which was also blown wildly by the black wind, and in his mind, he faintly felt that the snake-like blade was hidden in the black wind, but it kept changing its position.

Fang Jun's eyebrows narrowed slightly.

This is the first battle in the true sense of the word after he embarked on the path of cultivation, and he can only win, not lose.

Whew-

The sword body shook, and Fang Junmei's long sword also rolled up a storm and blasted out, the color of this storm was a dull dim yellow, which was the color of the legendary Huangquan World.

In the first form, the wind rises in the yellow spring.

Zheng Zheng Zheng –

The sound of gold and iron clashing roared!

Two winds of different colors collided and sent out a clearly visible circle of air waves, spreading in all directions. He also pushed the onlookers out in the direction of the back.

The earth is shattering, and the rubble is flying!

The grass and trees are broken, and they are withered like death!

The two arrogant young monks, after they started to do it, did not care at all about destroying the things around them.

"Huangquan Ghost Rain Sword Technique!"

Most of the disciples couldn't recognize Fang Junmei's sword technique, but there were older monks who still recognized it, and they couldn't help but think of someone.

The sound of the exchange of blows was endless.

Although Xiao Yunyu was a little frivolous, almost from this first move, he felt that Fang Junmei's sword technique was not simple, and his eyes were gloomy looking for opportunities.

Whew!

The black wind is raging!

In a short period of time, I don't know how many fights I made.

But Xiao Yunyu's mana was strong after all, and he gradually gained the upper hand, shattering Fang Junmei's Yellow Spring Wind and making Fang Junmei's eyebrows sway.

Fang Junmei was not a sword in the air, but as if he was a mortal, holding a long sword, after the wind of Huangquan was shattered, his figure was also clear.

"Good chance!"

Xiao Yunyu's heart moved, and the uncertain sword blade hidden in the black wind finally stabbed.

The jet-black sword blade, flickering with a faint light, like a poisonous snake spitting apricots, pointed at Fang Junmei's wrist holding the sword, the Taoyuan Sword Sect has its own rules, and it is in full view of everyone, this person can't take Fang Junmei's life.

The jet-black blade came very quickly.

But Fang Junmei seemed to have been waiting for the other party to come out, and a sunny smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the last hair came first.

In the third form, the ghost is accompanied.

The figure flashed, came to the side of the blade, and actually hit the opponent's sword body from behind, living up to the name of the ghost's entourage.

Rumble!

After an explosion, everyone saw Xiao Yunyu's jet-black long sword being knocked out.

Swish!

The next moment, the wind of the Yellow Spring swept again, and the wind dispersed again.

Xiao Yunyu's neck was cold, and a long sword had already been attached to his neck, and the red blood stains flowed down like a thread, and the speed was amazing.

"Your Excellency, I won this game!"

Fang Junmei stood more than a dozen feet away, smiled and raised his head and said, revealing two rows of snow-white teeth.

This third sword is a sword that takes off into the air, not a sword like a warrior fighting, the fourth form of the Huangquan Ghost Rain Sword Technique - the gods and ghosts are unknown.

......

Fast!

Too fast!

What a fast sword!

Everyone was stunned and hadn't reacted yet.

I thought that Xiao Yunyu would win the battle, but it ended so quickly, knowing that Xiao Yunyu was fine, and even crying out for Xiao Yunyu, knowing that he had a more clever trick, he didn't show it.

But if you lose, you lose, and in public, Xiao Yunyu can't afford to lose this person who regrets and doesn't admit it.

"Your Excellency, don't be complacent, today I am the enemy, next time I will definitely defeat you!"

The scene still has to be said, Xiao Yunyu said with a blushing face and a gloomy gaze.

The depths of his eyes were full of chagrin, he obviously had more powerful means, but because of his carelessness, he didn't show it, otherwise how could he lose?

Of course, this is just his own thoughts.

"Those who have been defeated by me will only be thrown farther and farther away by me, and it will never be possible to catch up, Your Excellency—it will not be that exception. ”

Fang Junmei smiled slightly, opened his hand to summon the peachwood sword, and walked forward, the snow-white samurai uniform, walking among the gravel and broken wood in one place, clean and dusty.

Confident, calm, free and easy, but also hateful itchy teeth, this is Fang Junmei!