Unlike Long Jiankong's desperate roar, Fang Tianxing's shouting was so natural that he couldn't hear it at all, but he was also shouting there. Slowly, Long Jiankong's voice became a little sharp, the two of them had already fought for more than two hundred and sixty moves, Fang Tianxing was still high-spirited, and his Uncle Long was already at the end of his crossbow at this time. But Long Jiankong was still unconvinced, feeling this situation, Fang Tianxing was also bitter.

"Huhuhu, hey, Uncle Long, why are you so hard, can't you reduce your strength by a few points, if you had reduced, I would have surrendered a long time ago, and I wouldn't have made you so angry now, ah?

It turned out that when Fang Tianxing was thinking about how to end it, Long Jiankong increased his power again, raising his power to the twelfth layer, which seemed to be a desperate gamble.

"Hehehe, stinky boy, it's really you, it actually aroused the old man's fighting spirit, cool, cool, hehehe, it's been a long time, the old man hasn't been very excited, and he simply fought hard today. I see that your kid hasn't played all the hole cards yet, well, yes, the old man is defeated, but I'm so happy to be able to become the guardian of your kid, Long has no regrets, thank you. ”

As a master of the sword spirit, Long Jiankong could not be said to be unintelligent, at this moment, he had already understood that Fang Tianxing had not done his best, and he was now a strong outsider, but in order to have fun, he still resorted to the last resort.

And although Fang Tianxing thought so in his heart, he had to increase his efforts in his hands. The eight consecutive shots of this "Desert Lonely Smoke" were no longer enough, and after feeling the power of the sword spirit from Uncle Long's side, he decided to use the first three forms of the second sword "Long River Sunset", which was a small sword formation.

"Microwave catkins, kill. Fang Tianxing roared, in order to cooperate with the Dragon Sword Sky, Fang Tianxing was also there to roar.

"Hey, Uncle Long's move is so powerful, this shot is not enough, then I'll come again", Fang Tianxing then sent out this sword formation again, but it was still not enough, so Fang Tianxing continued to send another shot.

The three-shot sword formation was able to withstand the dragon-shaped sword spirit emitted by the Dragon Sword Void's twelve success powers.

Due to the tight time just now, Fang Tianxing naturally sent out a sword formation. After he finished sending it, he found that he no longer needed a sword in the sword array, even the sword qi could also form a sword array.

"Hehehe, that's great, oops, that's great. Well, in the past, when I sent the sword array, I had to use a real sword, but now I can use the sword qi alone, hehehe, so that I don't have to waste the sword, okay, great. Hmm? It's just that what's going on?,I remember not long ago.,Could it be that my mind has improved.,Well.,I'll have to study it when the game is over.。 ”

Seeing that Fang Tianxing once again stopped the sword spirit he had issued with his twelve success powers between the two of them, Long Jiankong let out a long sigh of relief.

"Hehehe, as I expected, this kid really has a backhand. Okay, very good, the waves behind the river push the waves ahead, hehehe, return to the sea, return to the sea, we are all old, from now on, Wuyang is this kid. ”

Thinking of this, Long Jiankong recalled all the situations in which he and Fang Tianxing were fighting.

"Hehehe, okay, I'll hold on a few more tricks, make up a whole number, hey, I'm afraid I won't be able to withstand it." ”

It was the King of Dancing Yang who had similar thoughts to him, and at this time he was already a little dumbfounded, Fang Tianxing's combat power had far exceeded his expectations.

"Hehehe, this kid is not simple. Senior Brother Long, you are holding on, you have already made more than 290 moves. ”

"Well, Brother Bai, I know what you're thinking, it's almost three hundred moves. I bet you that this kid won't have to rest at all for a while, and I'll see if you don't believe it. Guihai is estimated to be depressed to death this time, hehehe. Yan Chaoran seemed to see the heart of the King of the Dancing Sun.

Yan Chaoran was right, at this time, Guihai Yijian opened his mouth wide, and looked intently at the scene of the battle between Long Jiankong and Fang Tianxing, their performance shocked him too much.

"Hey, hey, I thought I had surpassed Senior Brother Long, it looks like we're just half a catty, it's hard to beat him, but take down this kid, hey, hey, the old man should still have no problem, in fact, Senior Brother Long, you shouldn't have played with him at first, and now it seems to be too late." ”

And the young people on the field seemed to be paralyzed, their eyes were sluggish and their spirits were sluggish. First, the blow to self-confidence was too great, and secondly, because Fang Tianxing and Long Jiankong were all real collisions, the power generated also had a great impact on them, although it could not hurt them, but it had a consumption of their spiritual power, especially the sword qi emitted by Fang Tianxing, which had a greater impact on them.

"Three hundredth moves. Yan Chaoran shouted out in real time, with his shout, Long Jiankong threw the sword in his hand, stopped fighting, the whole person shook, and he was about to fall crookedly, without waiting for Fang Tianxing to make a "meteor falling moon", Yan Chaoran was faster, everyone only felt a flower in front of them, there was one more person next to Long Jiankong, Yan Chaoran hurriedly supported Long Jiankong.

"Senior Brother Long, why are you bothering, are you okay?" Long Jiankong's situation, Yan Chaoran understood it clearly.

"It's okay, Senior Brother Yan, hehehe, the stinky boy is so powerful, I'm bored"

After speaking, he tilted his head, fainted, and fell into Yan Chaoran's arms, and Fang Tianxing immediately flew over.

"Senior, Uncle Long is fine, hey, it's all my fault, it's all my fault, but I"

"It's okay, I've seen it all, you're all right, Senior Brother Long doesn't matter, it's just that you have lost a little vitality and temporarily lost your strength, but how about you kid, can you fight again?" Yan Chaoran was light and light.

"Oh, that's good, I guess Uncle Long will definitely hate me, hey, huh?

Although Fang Tianxing promised to say yes, he didn't want to be too arrogant, but Yan Chaoran asked him, and he said it unconsciously.

"Okay, good, worthy of being a young man, good strength, since you are fine, let's start, go, I said, your Uncle Long is fine, he will not blame you, on the contrary, he is very happy, don't look at his murderous aura just now, in fact, he is happier than anyone else, with such a good junior as you, how can he not be happy, as for the murderous aura just now, it is because he has done his best, such a great sword spirit power, of course there is a murderous aura." ”

"Oh, then thank you seniors for taking care of Uncle Long, I'm going. ”

When Fang Tianxing returned to the field, Guihai Yijian was looking at him coldly, he was not Long Jiankong, he was here for the first swordsman of Wuyang, seeing Fang Tianxing appearing, Guihai Yijian slowly pulled out his saber, affectionate and dignified, it was a silver-gray long sword. (To be continued.) )