Sword filaments flew in the sky, and blood flowers floated in the air.

The clear sword body gradually emerged, as if it was a spring of cold water, cold and beautiful.

Fang Wenwen's body at this moment, the clothes stained with this wine smell were all stained with blood, and the sword was also slowly pulled out.

Fang Wenwen's face was extremely focused, and there was a slight arc at the corner of his mouth.

Chen Yiyi frowned slightly, and looked at Fang Wenwen with a little finger.

Thousands of sword wires, surrounded by Fang Wenwen in an instant, the entire ground was full of holes, that sharp sword qi, even people who were far away from the ring could feel it, and felt that their skin seemed to feel the sharp qi at that moment.

Chen Yiyi is a genius in kendo, and kendo has reached a very high level, but Fang Wenwen is a ghost talent.

The people around the ring, at the moment when thousands of sword filaments slowly surged and condensed, all subconsciously closed their eyes, and it turned out that this was right, because there were countless people who kept tears in their eyes when the sword filaments were shaking.

But did they all hear it, the sound of the sword, the sound of the sword was clear, it was clear, like the sound of the mountain stream colliding when it touched the stones, it was very crisp.

Thousands of sword filaments are present, and countless sword qi are gathered.

The fat man's face turned a little pale, and he couldn't stop looking at Liu Pian.

Although the fat man is a little oily-headed and slippery, he is the most cherished feeling, although he and Fang Wenwen are always bickering and ridiculing, but they value this friendship very much.

Liu Pian gave him a reassuring look back.

A clear sword light, flashing thousands of sword filaments, disappeared.

Fang Wenwen had an extra sword in his hand, and there were some broken tears on it, but it had an extremely proud edge.

Tibetan Kendo, out of this, is a blockbuster.

The sword was clear, as if it was transparent, and you could even see the sound of flowing water in the sword, the sword was very beautiful, but it was an out-and-out killing weapon.

Countless sword threads were shattered under this sword, and only one sword was left in the visible air, and the ancient sword moon was like a hook.

Chen Yiyi, with blood constantly on the corners of his mouth, looked at Fang Wenwen and said, "This is really a good sword."

Fang Wenwen smiled and said, "But you shouldn't hurt him, but thank you for your praise, I'm very happy."

The sword in Fang Wenwen's hand swung with a trace of water flowing and shook with the sound of the sword, as if it was a heavenly sound.

But in this heavenly sound, a transparent sword qi was very towards Chen Yiyi, there was no sound, everyone only saw Fang Wenwen swing the sword in his hand, and the light seemed to be like a small insect in his hand.

But a sword roar, a wail, the moon is like a hook, horizontal in front of Chen Yiyi's chest.

Chen Yiyi had already reached the edge of the protective array, and a depression could be seen on his chest.

Fang Wenwen waved the sword in his hand again.

But even Fang Wenwen also disappeared.

Chen Yiyi's neck was already with an extra sword, and the sword seemed to be as clear as the stream.

Chen Yiyi looked at Fang Wenwen and said, "I'm defeated"

Fang Wenwen used three swords.

Fang Wenwen put away the sword in his hand, stretched out his hand and wiped it gently, very slowly, very slowly, right next to Chen Yiyi, Chen Yiyi could even easily take the sword in his hand and give Fang Wenwen a sword, even as long as you raised your hand.

Chen Yiyi didn't, but looked at the blood stains on Fang Wenwen's whole body and asked, "Why did you learn swords?"

But without waiting for Fang Wenwen to answer, Chen Yiyi said very softly, "I want to learn the sword, because this sword is everything to me, my whole life is to follow the supreme sword dao, and the Tao is my goal."

"I learned, the best sword tricks, held the best sword, just wanted to be one step closer to your sword, but why did I lose?"

Fang Wenwen gently placed his drunken beauty on his waist, and along the path that had been turned into a piece by the sword qi, leaving only a small gap, blood continued to flow from his body, flowing in that small crack.

Fang Wenwen didn't answer, instead, he walked slowly along the path, step by step, the blood kept slipping down, and his body was already full of sword qi wounds.

Step by step, Fang Wenwen paused near the edge of the platform.

"I learn swords just because I want to learn and like it, just like I like to drink and like beautiful women."

Chen Yiyi, who had been staring at Fang Wenwen's back, watched the back disappear in front of his eyes, his body kept trembling, and a trace of blood continued to ooze from the corners of his mouth, but when he heard this, the pupils of his eyes shrank, and he looked at him with his back in the sun, and bent down gently, even though his chest was sunken.

"Ahem"

"This sword path is not finished"

Chen Yiyi said, his voice did not waver in the slightest.

Fang Wenwen didn't answer him, but nodded slightly, and said after a while, "I know"

After Fang Wenwen saw Liu Pian at this time, he made a smile at Liu Pian, and fainted in Liu Pian's arms with a bang.

Liu Pian looked at Fang Wenwen, and then looked at the red slender figure on the left.

Chen Yiyi was also dizzy, but a woman suddenly appeared beside him, put a huge silk on the ground, and the corners of her mouth moved slightly, and the silk slowly reached the bottom of Chen Yiyi's body, lifting Chen Yiyi one by one.

Then, with a flick of his hand, the silk followed the blood-colored figure to the left and right.

The figure also seemed to notice something, and also turned to look at Liu Pian.

Liu Pian was already a little worried about Fang Wenwen at the moment, turned around and looked at Fang Wenwen.

The woman looked at Liu Pian blankly, and a purple light in the woman's eyes was very bright, and even the bright one was a little dazzling.

But a moment later, with a wave of his fingers, the blink of his eyes and the sword turned into a blood-colored purple light and disappeared, appearing in the huge room of the Creation Immortal Gate.

Liu Pian glanced at that place and just felt very familiar, but he couldn't think of where, he saw it, held Fang Wenwen in his arms, looked at the fat man and said, "Don't come to pick me up yet"

The fat man hurriedly took it over, looked at Fang Wenwen's bloody appearance, and asked, "What can I do about this?"

Fang Wenwen's eyes flashed bloody, but in his hands was a golden brilliance.

The fat man was stunned, "When are you going to be a monk again?"

Liu Pian didn't have the time to fight him.

After a while, the wound gradually stopped bleeding, but the golden Buddha light, when it was broken, it was bright red blood flowing out again.

At this time, the people from the Sword Sect had already arrived, and said to Liu Pian, "Thank you, but let Lao Dao come."

Liu Pian put Fang Wenwen in his hand and said to the old man, "You're welcome"

A sword light flashed, and the old Dao and Fang Wenwen disappeared without a trace.