Clash Of The Sword Titans

Among the eight realms of martial arts, there is an insurmountable natural moat between each realm. It is almost impossible to challenge an opponent across one realm, and it is impossible to even dream of crossing two realms.

However, at this moment, Chen Fang, who is in the realm of warriors, is actually standing here, using his own strength to fight against a master in the realm of supernatural powers!

This situation shocked everyone around, the children of the aristocratic family, the children of common people, the Jiange deacon, etc., to the extreme.

They couldn't believe what they saw.

How is it possible that a small martial artist can stand firm in the torrent of mana, and even face it with such a proud attitude?

And the one who was most shocked was undoubtedly the middle-aged man from the Song family himself.

Because Chen Fang's extremely fierce red lotus sword intent, faintly, seemed to disintegrate his magic power! This change made the middle-aged man feel terrified, and the eyes he looked at Chen Fang were filled with apprehension.

This kid is too weird. If he grows up in the future, he will definitely be a big obstacle for the Song family!

Thinking of this, killing intent suddenly rose in the heart of the middle-aged man.

However, as if he had sensed the other party's thoughts, at this moment, Chen Fang took a fixed look at the middle-aged man, his dark eyes were full of coldness, like a bottomless dragon pond.

"Can you kill me?"

The extremely cold eyes seemed to be saying so.

The middle-aged man was furious at this look, but he also knew very well that there was no way to make a big move right now. No one can kill a Jiange disciple grandly in broad daylight like this. If he really does this, no matter whether Chen Fang is dead or alive, Jiange will definitely wash the entire Song family with blood, as an example to others.

In fact, when the two sides were in a stalemate, those Jiange deacons had come to their senses and stepped forward one by one, forming an encircling circle, surrounding the middle-aged man in the middle.

"Song Changming, you are so brave. How dare you attack my Jiange disciples in broad daylight?"

The resonant voice of the old man with white eyebrows came from high in the sky.

When the sound came, a bright sword light had also quietly arrived, hitting the middle-aged man's forehead directly.

"not good!"

The middle-aged man named Song Changming's face darkened, and he quickly crossed his hands in front of him, turning into a huge flame shield, and blocking Jian Guang.

Amidst a loud noise, countless sparks were scattered within a radius of 100 meters, and the middle-aged man even retreated tens of meters away, plowing two deep ravines on the ground with his legs, and finally stopped. down, but the sword light flew up into the air, still hovering high in the sky, which made people full of fear.

"Hmph, our Song family has always been reasonable. I came here this time to seek justice for our family, Shaoyang! He was abolished during the Jiange autumn hunting. It is absolutely impossible for this matter to end like this. Bai Mei Elder, you have always advertised yourself as fair and just, this time, won't you give our Song family an explanation?"

Song Changming barely suppressed the surging Qi and blood, took a long breath, and then said loudly.

"Explain? Well, since your Song family wants to explain, I'll give you an explanation."

The next moment, the white-browed old man had already descended from the air, looking at him coldly. Then, he spread out his palm, holding a conch-like stone in his palm.

It was the "resonance stone" that Chen Fang deliberately left in Lvvine Valley.

Propelled by the magic power of the white-browed old man, the phonograph stone began to operate, replaying the transaction between Song Shaoyang and the Jue Shamen clearly and word by word. Moreover, this time, the sound of the phonograph stone spread throughout the entire temporary camp, allowing everyone to hear it clearly.

"money is not a problem.

"

"Get rid of that lowly commoner boy for me, and let him suffer some torture before he dies."

"Remember, you must clean it up and make it look like it was killed by a beast. It must not be exposed."

Song Shaoyang's cold voice was vividly interpreted, but every word he said was disgusting. Maybe most people can accept these words in secret, but at this moment, if they are brought out in the open, this is treason, this is an unforgivable crime!

Even the children of those aristocratic families looked at Song Shaoyang with contempt and contempt in their eyes.

When the last sentence was finally played, Song Changming's face was already ashen. And behind him, Song Shaoyang himself on the stretcher, couldn't even utter a word, his eyes were full of despair.

It never occurred to him that such evidence would be left behind in the transaction between himself and the lore door that he thought was extremely secretive. He really wanted to say that this was a forgery, but even a master of the Divine Ability Realm would not be able to make such a realistic disguise.

What's more, the white-browed old man searched for it himself.

This is the genius of Chen Fang.

Some evidence, even if it is ironclad evidence, would be suspicious if placed on him, a little martial artist with a slight personality.

However, now, this phonogram stone is in the hands of the old man with white eyebrows, and it is the evidence found by Jiange, not the evidence provided by Chen Fang, so no one can question its authenticity. Otherwise, it is tantamount to questioning the elder Baimei, and it is tantamount to questioning the credibility of Jiange itself!

Even the powerful Song family would not dare to do this at all.

"The method of lore door is not as simple as you imagine."

The white-browed old man said meaningfully, looking at Song Changming, his eyes were full of warning. As a high-ranking member of Jiange and a loyal loyalist of the royal family, he naturally has a deep enough understanding of the background of the Lore Sect. How could it be like Song Shaoyang, who pretended to be clever, really thought that this was just a killer organization that took money to do things.

For this warning, Song Changming didn't dare to say no, and could only listen honestly.

"Now, I have given your Song family an explanation. Song Changming, tell me, should Song Shaoyang's cultivation be abolished?"

The white-browed old man asked coldly.

This question made Song Changming clenched his fists involuntarily, but in the end, he could only gritted his teeth and replied, "It should be destroyed."

"Hmph, you're wise, this kind of mud that can't support the wall is a disgrace to the Jiange. I don't kill him because I'm afraid that my sword will be dirty! I'm announcing that Song Shaoyang will be removed from the Jiange. In addition, you The Song family must also give Jiange a satisfactory explanation, otherwise, we will never let it go, do you hear me clearly?"

"Understood, I'll go back and report to Patriarch Ming." Song Changming's nails had already been gripped into his palms, and drops of blood dripped from them, showing how angry he was.

What a humiliation it is for a man with supernatural powers to apologize humbly and not even dare to show a face at this moment!

Not only that, in the foreseeable future, not to mention him alone, the entire Song family must behave with their tails between their legs, so as not to be caught again and cause the family to weaken.

And all of this comes from one person.

Song Changming's eyes full of anger, hatred, hostility and killing intent looked at the black-haired and black-eyed boy, Chen Fang.

"You are self-inflicted, you can't live, you want to kill me, just try."

Chen Fang said firmly, with a very calm tone.

However, hearing these words in the ears of others, they were extremely arrogant. A martial artist who dares to speak in such a tone to a master of supernatural powers, but the other party dare not even move a single hair on him, this kind of thing, just imagining it, makes people feel crazy to the extreme and awesome pole.

But on the contrary, Chen Fang acted like it was a matter of course, and he didn't even have any fireworks when he spoke.

On the side, even Elder Baimei, who was used to scolding people, nodded approvingly.

In his life, he has seen too many people, because he has a backer behind him, so he speaks nonsense and pretends to be a tiger. However, the black-haired boy in front of him is not showing off here with the background of Jiange, but is really relying on With my own strength, I have overcome the difficulties, and I have obtained iron proof!

It can even be said that this time, Jiange got the favor of Chen Fang, which gave him the opportunity to suppress the Song family and make all the wealthy families more honest.

"What are you still talking nonsense here, take your useless thing, get out now." The white-browed old man gave Song Changming a cold look.

Knowing that staying any longer would be humiliating himself, Song Changming gave Chen Fang a final look, picked up Song Shaoyang, and fled away. But this time, he didn't dare to fly in the air with the original momentum, but could only leave carefully and low-key.

"Chen Fang, you have done a good job. You can't be subdued by might, and you can't be moved by obscenity. In the face of the strong, you are still neither humble nor overbearing, and maintain your own heart. This is the demeanor of my generation of swordsmen. I would rather bend than bend!" The white-browed old man looked at it with a smile Glancing at Chen Fang, "This time, you have uncovered the scum in the Jiange Pavilion, which is a great achievement. When the time comes, I will explain the cause and effect to the Pavilion Master and ask for credit for you!"

"Thank you, Elder." Chen Fang said sincerely.

He knew that the white-browed old man deliberately said this in front of everyone, just to put on a posture, explaining that he, Chen Fang, was the person Jiange wanted to protect, lest anyone who was not open-eyed would dare to make a move.

As for the reward for great achievements, Chen Fang didn't care much, because he knew very well what the significance of this important gift he gave to Jiange. As a pavilion master, it is absolutely impossible to treat him badly.

"That's the end of this matter for the time being. Now, since all the disciples have been called back, let's start to make statistics. This time, the autumn hunting, although unexpected problems, ended early, but we still have to follow the rules and rank them. Now , all of you, hand in your respective hunting trophies, piece by piece!"

The white-browed old man waved his hand and said again.

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