Have you ever had this experience: When your schedule for the day is already full, all kinds of beautiful women with long legs, fair skin, nice breasts and round butts keep calling you to ask you out for coffee
I know you don't have this experience, I'm just asking casually.
However, Fang Yan had such troubles.
He now feels as if he is being besieged and harassed by countless ugly women----
He was stepping on Bai Xiu, who had just chopped off one of Qingmao's arms. The men he had to face next were Lao Shu, Xiu Mu, Diabolo, and Dao Jun. He was speechless.
His time is really tight!
Now there is an old man who looks extremely ugly just by his voice and wants to cut in line to see you. How would you feel
"I'm not afraid of you------" Fang Yan said to the old man in a righteous voice: "I just don't have time to see you."
Fang Yan praised his own wit, and he felt that his answer was both decent and satisfactory. Even when he rejected others, he had a sense of superiority. Not everyone can have such a flexible and changeable language style.
Fang Yan didn't want to see the old man who could condense his energy and transmit his spirit. If that man was not your biological grandfather, who would be willing to see an old man
At least I don't want to see it at this time.
Whoosh----
Or rather, there is no 'whoosh' sound.
So suddenly, so abruptly, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Fang Yan.
He was covered in a gray robe, so his face and figure could not be seen clearly.
He was like an illusory person, a ghost, who could be passed through the middle of his body with just a touch of the hand.
His body was blurry for a few seconds, and finally slowly became solid.
Fang Yan still couldn't see his face clearly, but he knew he was an old man. He could sense the old aura on him.
"I don't think so." The gray-robed man said with a smile. "Isn't it just killing a few people? How long can it take?"
In his eyes, the rotten wood diabolo is just a few ants. How much time does it take to step on a few ants to death
Whoosh----
Another figure appeared in front of Fang Yan.
No, a naked man appeared in front of Fang Yan.
Fang Yan knew the naked man. Just as he was about to greet him and make some sarcastic remarks, the naked man seemed not to have seen him. He turned around and looked at the man in gray robes and said, "You said you wouldn't take action tonight."
"That's what I said." The gray-robed man looked at the martial arts fanatic and nodded.
"But you want to take action now." Martial arts fanatic Hou Zhendong accused. "You don't keep your word. You broke your oath."
"I just said I won't take action tonight, but I didn't swear to it." The gray-robed man argued. "Besides, even if I swore, what would be the punishment for breaking the oath? Three cups of wine? Or a bushel of meat?"
"you can not do that------"
"I said I wouldn't make a move because I thought Bai Xiu would definitely win. But Bai Xiu actually lost, so of course I had to make a move -"
"You are a senior, a famous person----" Wu Chi said with embarrassment. "Once you say something, it's like spilled water. How can you take it back?"
"Who said that spilled water can't be taken back?" The gray-robed man sneered. "Pour out a basin of water and see if I can take it back? If spilled water can be taken back, what's wrong with me changing my mind? At my age and seniority, it's natural that I can say whatever I want and do whatever I want. Who can stop me?"
The gray-robed man looked up at Wu Chi and said with disdain, "You are one of the seven idiots in China, but you run around naked - have you ever cared about your reputation?"
When Wu Chi fought with Fang Yan, all his clothes exploded and burned. So, he was still naked until now.
"-----"
Wu Chi quickly reached out and covered his chest. After thinking for a while, he covered his crotch again.
After thinking about it again, he covered his chest with one hand and his crotch with the other hand----
He was ashamed to death!
Originally, Fang Yan harbored hatred towards Wu Chi. If it weren't for this old guy who framed him, repeatedly went to pick fights and provoke him, and his performance was so superb, how could he have been tricked by him to the top of the Sword Peak, where he exhausted all his energy in a fierce fight and was almost stabbed to death by Bai Xiu, the shameless guy
But now seeing how hard he was trying to persuade the man in gray robe not to take action, he began to have a little bit of good impression towards him.
This guy is not a good person, but he is not so bad that he has no bottom line.
Moreover, he has something deep in his heart that he insists on and is willing to protect----
This is what he and Fang Yan have in common.
Fang Yan originally planned to solve the matter of Jianfeng, then go find that martial arts fanatic Hou Zhendong for a fight, and shoot him dead when he wasn't paying attention---
Fang Yan is soft-hearted now.
It would be enough to cut off his hands, feet and the lifeblood in between.
Always leave some room for yourself so that you can drink more later.
Fang Yan couldn't bear to look at Wu Chi's embarrassment. He stared at the gray-robed man with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to see his face and expression clearly through the black robe.
He goes back on his words and doesn't keep his promises. How could such a shameless guy have achieved such success in martial arts today
"Who are you?" Fang Yan asked again.
"Boy, are you sure you want to know who I am?" The gray-robed man chuckled and said, "If you know who I am, you won't be able to leave Yijian Mountain tonight----"
Fang Yan pointed the long sword in his hand at Bai Xiu who was under his feet and said, "He said the same thing just now, but now - he is under my feet and his sword is in my hand."
The gray-robed man laughed.
Laugh unrestrainedly and laugh heartily.
He actually found that sentence funny.
For many years, no one dared to threaten me so blatantly in front of me.
The world is so big, how many people are worthy of being my opponent
"Do you think I will end up like him?"
"Of course you won't." Fang Yan smiled. "You are worse off than him."
"Boy, you're looking for death." The gray-robed man slapped him with his palm.
Fang Yan was about to raise his hand to block, but the palm had already landed on his chest.
boom!
Fang Yan took the blow head-on, and blood spurted out of his mouth immediately.
The qi is not flowing smoothly, the blood is boiling, the internal organs are churning, and there is a huge rock pressing on the chest, making it difficult to move.
The grey-robed man was indeed very skilled, and this palm strike almost took Fang Yan’s life.
Fortunately, Fang Yan had the Tai Chi Heart to protect him. Before the black-robed man could make a move, they spontaneously spun away. When the black-robed man slapped Fang Yan, before Fang Yan could even counterattack, the Tai Chi Heart "felt a sense of his heart" and instantly a powerful aura rushed to the location of the palm strike, protecting Fang Yan's vital parts.
Otherwise, the gray-robed man’s palm would have shattered Fang Yan’s chest.
Fang Yan's body leaned back, then quickly stood upright again.
His right foot was always on Bai Xiu's head. This was a little hobby of his.
The gray-robed man looked at Fang Yan with a puzzled expression and said, "This palm didn't kill you?"
"I don't think this is something to be proud of-----" Fang Yan stared at the gray-robed man vigilantly, worried that he would attack again without any warning.
This old guy's attacks were so fast that even I couldn't keep up with his pace - and I didn't know who in the world could be his opponent.
Fang Yan felt very sad. He didn't remember offending such a master. Why did they always pick on him
Apart from his handsome appearance, he was not outstanding in other aspects. Why did they all like Bai Xiu
“When I struck out with my palm, I actually felt the recoil—” The gray-robed man said in a low voice, looking at Fang Yan, “You are too young. In my eyes, you are just a fragile child. Just like the other children, I can smash you into pieces with one palm strike. But I have to admit that you are a master, a genius—or, in other words, the miracle that people often talk about.”
"The Heart of Tai Chi is indeed a mysterious and wonderful Kung Fu, but it's a pity that it fell into your hands. In one night, you realized the light of Tai Chi, and Tai Chi Pisces was perfected. The Qi in your body is endless. You have such a high level of cultivation at such a young age. No wonder the martial arts fanatics are so fond of you and can't bear to kill you. "
Fang Yan glanced at Wu Chi, who was still covering his chest and crotch with his hands, and said, "Boy, if I were you, I would find a way to escape - as far as I could. A gentleman's revenge is never too late, even after ten years. Do you understand?"
Fang Yan smiled and nodded, saying, "But the situation now is that I can't run away even if I want to, right?"
Wu Chi sighed, looked at the gray-robed old man and said, "How about I owe you another favor, and you let this kid go?"
The gray-robed man looked at Fang Yan and said, "Since Wu Chi is begging for mercy again, I can give you one more chance - let go of the guy under your feet, and I will let you go."
Fang Yan was about to refuse, but the gray-robed man waved his hand to stop him, saying, "Young man, don't be impatient. Wait for the old man to finish his words. I'm not asking you to agree to my request. In fact, I hope you will refuse. You can kill Bai Xiu, and then I will kill you and the girl named Fenghuang'er together. It's your choice."
"Is there a third option?" Fang Yan asked.
"------" The gray-robed man raised his head slightly and looked at Fang Yan as if he was an idiot. What did he think he was? A vegetable vendor who could bargain at will
"Don't be angry, I'm just asking casually." Fang Yan said with a smile. "What if you think it's a good idea for me to crush Bai Xiu to death and then let Fenghuang and I go?"
"I don't like young people who talk too much." The gray-robed man looked at Fang Yan and said, "What's your choice?"
Wu Chi desperately glared at Fang Yan, signaling him to let Bai Xiu go and leave with Fenghuang.
Bai Xiu is now a waste, can't we just find a chance to kill him
Fang Yan nodded to the martial arts fanatic, then looked at the gray-robed man and said, "I refuse." (To be continued)