Xiang Qingniu was silent for a long time, and then asked seriously: "Are you the only one who kills me and I kill you?"
Luo Weiran sneered and laughed: "When you were studying art under Master's school, Master said that you were the most like a quack. At that time, I thought you were straightforward and cute, and you were the best of the four brothers. It’s because you’re innocent, so the rest of us let you in. Now that you’re too old, it’s not cute but ridiculous to be so childish... and pathetic.”
Xiang Qingniu stopped talking, walked to the side and sat down.
Fang Jie knew what he meant, even so, Xiang Qingniu was unwilling to fight Luo Weiran.
"San Jin Hou also back away."
Fang Jie smiled at Wu Yiyi.
"My lord..."
Wu Yidao opened his mouth, but was stopped by Fang Xie: "It's okay, just beat fifteen people."
After he finished speaking, he took off the Zhaolu knife on his back and stuck it on the ground, and then took a few steps forward: "Actually, you are right in what you said before. I will always remember something good about me, and when I meet this person again, the goodness of this person will pop up in my mind. If I have the opportunity and ability, I will try my best to return some of this goodness. "
"Just before I came here, I was still thinking about how much you helped me in Chang'an City."
He said with some regret: "Do you think it's strange that a person like me should have been swallowed by those cold-blooded and ruthless guys long ago, so why am I still alive?"
"You really don't look like a successful person."
Luo Weiran nodded and said.
Fang Jie rolled up his sleeves and said as he walked, "Because I have always done good things with evil thoughts."
Luo Weiran couldn't help laughing: "What a ridiculous sentence, do good things with evil thoughts? Don't you feel contradictory? Evil is evil, and good is good. How can there be good and evil coexisting?"
Fang Jie didn't continue talking because he knew Luo Weiran didn't understand.
But Xiang Qingniu understood, and murmured, how painful is that
It's not hard work, it's hard work.
"kill him."
Luo Weiran pointed forward and gave instructions, and seemed to lose interest in continuing the conversation.
The fourteen people behind him immediately stepped forward, seven people separated into a group, and unwrapped towards the side in two somewhat weird plum blossom formations.
"Be careful!"
Xiang Qingniu shouted from behind: "The Ouchi Guard Office is by no means as simple as it looks on the surface. The Yang family of the Sui Dynasty has been operating for so many years, and I don't know how many quacks have been secretly. It seems that there is no expert, but the expert is not on the surface at all. My senior brother has been in charge of the Ouchi Guard Office for many years, and no one knows this Yamen better than him."
"I've never underestimated an enemy."
Fang Jie rolled up his sleeves and watched the two plum blossom formations turn towards him.
"After fighting with these people, I have something to ask you."
Fang Jie looked at Luo Weiran and said something, then strode towards the fourteen people.
The plum blossom formation formed by the seven people in front turned and rolled Fang Jie into the center of the formation. This formation should have evolved according to the changes in the battle formation of the Sui army. After Fang Jie entered the plum blossom formation, he faced the person in the center of the formation, but six people appeared behind him alternating back and forth.
There are six people with good skills behind them, which is not at ease.
Facing Fang Xie was an old man in his sixties, his shoulders seemed to have collapsed, his back was hunched, and he seemed to be able to fall down if the wind was stronger, but this person had a very sturdy temperament, which could Imagine him as an extremely hot guy when he was young.
Seeing this old man, Fang Jie thought for no reason of Luohetu, the old man who taught him the left-handed knife.
Facing Fang Jie, the old man took a deep breath and suddenly yelled loudly. His clothes bulged up like sails full of wind, and the thin old man suddenly turned into a bulging Like a balloon, the whole person looks extraordinarily weird.
He took a step forward, and the ground shook.
"collapse."
The old man spat out a word, then clenched his fists together and raised them high, then slammed down hard, like a heavy hammer falling hard. There are still a few meters between him and Fang Jie, but these few meters are meaningless to practitioners.
Fang Jie felt an extremely violent internal energy falling from the sky, like an avalanche!
And following the old man's shout, the six people around quickly spun around, constantly switching positions, and at the same time, the opponent Xie's back attacked. Individually, these people's cultivation bases are not as good as Fang Jie's, but after seven people form a formation, it seems that the cultivation bases of seven people are added to one person.
A monster with fourteen arms.
There is no doubt that this strange man is the old man in front of Fang Jie.
If Fang Jie had to deal with the old man's attack like an avalanche with all his strength, he would have no time to take into account the enemy's attack on his back.
"Then I'll blow you back!"
Fang Jie's left fist slammed into the sky, and a violent wave went up against the trend of an avalanche, one side collapsed like a mountain, and the other side crashed like a stormy wave!
As soon as the inner strength of the two sides came into contact, the complexion of the old man who was quite conceited suddenly changed!
"not good!"
He only had time to shout two words, and a big hole was opened in his chest.
Fang Jie's fist seemed to be violently attacking the avalanche, but the inner energy of his right fist was wrapped in invisible energy, and it hit the old man's heart silently. This punch directly pierced the old man's chest, his heart was shattered and turned into meat paste, and with the wind of the fist, it flew out from the back, a waterfall of blood sprayed, and the little drops of blood and minced meat turned into swift Hidden weapon, hit the two people who just turned behind the old man.
One of them flicked his hands quickly, trying to break apart the pieces of meat and blood beads with his fingers. The other yelled and got lucky, because he had the hard work of protecting the body.
In the next second, the man who flicked his fingers looked down at his bloody and bare palms in disbelief, and looked at his hands with only two thumbs left in surprise. Fear began to spread from his face. And the hard work of the other one seemed meaningless, the blood beads pierced his body like a bullet, and flew out behind him.
One punch, kills two, injures one.
With the power of Jin Rui added, how can ordinary people resist it
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Two people died, and one was disabled. The plum blossom array immediately suffocated, and the operation became no longer smooth in an instant. Fang Jie turned around and grabbed the fist that came from behind, pushed forward and then into his arms, with two clicks, the man's forearm bone protruded from the elbow, and the white bone was covered with blood. The minced meat is exposed to the air.
Fang Jie pulled again, half of the man's forearm was pulled off by Fang Jie, and then amidst his wailing, half of his forearm was stabbed into his heart by Fang Jie.
His own hand held his own heart so tightly.
Before the rest of the people could react, Fang Xie took a step forward just in time to get close to an enemy who turned around. The man pushed forward with both palms, and a powerful internal force rushed towards Fang Jie's chest. But Fang Xie didn't bother to pay attention at all, the man watched Fang Xie also stretch out his hands, grasping his hands like a boat breaking through the waves with his own internal strength.
Fang Jie clasped the enemy's hands with both hands and turned to the side. With a click, the man's arms were twisted into twists. With the energy, they rolled upwards, and the man's sleeves shattered into pieces!
Fang Jie didn't stop, he took a big step back, caught a stabbing sword with a wave of his hand, twisted his two fingers, and with a bang, the tip of the sword was removed by him, and then he crossed his arms Sweeping, the dagger stabbed fiercely into the enemy's temple.
These people are not as good as Fang Jie in terms of cultivation, but they should not be underestimated. Their biggest mistake is to let Fang Jie enter the plum blossom formation. Since Fang Jie started to practice, as long as he is close to him, he has almost never lost. Even when he was in the Martial Arts Academy in Chang'an City, before he even started to practice inner strength, he was able to get close to him and fight to the death of the wonderful monk Chenya who was far stronger than him.
At that time, Chen Ya, in terms of strength, could actually easily be tortured to death.
But he lost in the end and died.
In an instant, the first plum blossom formation was torn apart by Fang Xie, and the people he approached seemed to be in a trance, and five of them were killed, and two were abolished. The reason those two people were still alive was because Fang Jie kept them still useful. One lost ten fingers and the other two arms. Fang Jie carried the two into the second plum blossom formation with one hand.
In just this moment, the second plum blossom formation was also in chaos.
The people in the second plum blossom formation are far higher than the seven people in the first formation. These seven people have really gathered their cultivation together, not only the formation is smoother, but also formed a harmonious formation in the plum blossom formation. A kind of potential. In fact, the word potential is somewhat vague. Fang Xie believes that potential is actually the initial form of the world.
At this time, the momentum of the second plum blossom formation is a sharp and taut net.
From this, it can be concluded that the person in the center of the formation is definitely a master of swordsmanship, and his cultivation level may not be lower than that of Shen Qingshan. With the cooperation of the other six people, his sword energy has already been fully wound up. Same, at a tipping point. As long as Fang Jie has entered the plum blossom formation, he will trigger this seemingly indestructible sword energy formation.
The plum blossom array is just its appearance, the real ultimate move is the invisible sword energy.
But Fang Xie seemed to have seen through the danger of this formation long ago, so he rushed in with two cripples. The moment he entered the plum blossom formation, he threw those two people out. The sudden joining of these two people destroyed the tense momentum of the sword aura, and the sword aura that was about to explode was like a meat grinder, grinding the two people into meat in a moment.
This kind of momentum is actually very powerful, even if Fang Jie's cultivation base touches that kind of momentum rashly, he will be injured by the tense sword energy.
But Fang Jie saw through the ultimate move of this formation, and used two cripples to break the imminent momentum.
So the face of the swordsman in the second plum blossom formation suddenly changed. When he was thinking about luck to defend against the enemy, how could he mention the perfect sword intent like before? All his attention and energy were focused on the sword energy formation before, Fang Jie broke through the sword energy formation, and his spirit immediately weakened.
This moment of malaise is deadly enough for a master to fight.
Fang Jie stretched out his hand to attract the shattered sword energy, and then pressed his single palm on the man's heart, as if a gust of wind with countless blades blasted on the man, instantly he was crushed. His own sword intended to cut to pieces. This method of taking advantage of the situation made Wu Yidao and Xiang Qingniu's eyes brighten.
"Good move!"
Xiang Qingniu couldn't help but praise, now he had to admit the fact that Fang Jie was indeed very talented in practice. Fang Jie's offensive has no routine at all, it is completely easy to use, but it is so untraceable, which makes the enemy unable to resist.
As soon as the eyes of the formation were broken, the second plum blossom formation immediately disintegrated.
A whirlwind of five veins was born in the palm of Fang Jie's hand, and as he swung it outward, the whirlpool suddenly became bigger, flying out like the size of a millstone, circling Fang Jie's body in a big circle, and neatly arranged the remaining six people. Cut off the middle!
In the blood mist, Fang Jie walked out slowly.
For the rest, it seems that there is only one Luo Weiran left.
"Crack clap clap."
Luo Weiran couldn't help clapping his hands: "It's been three days since I've been farewell, it's really impressive."