Lord of the Night

Yan Nan said calmly: "Although I haven't paid attention to Night Demon before, I feel that this Mu Feng is a bit similar."

Dongfang Sansan laughed and asked with interest: "Guess, do I believe it or not?"

Yan Nan said: "You don't believe it?"

Dongfang Sansan was noncommittal and said: "It's not that difficult for me to reconstruct a file; besides, little people like Night Demon, as you said, haven't grown up yet, but they are just fighting within the sect. It's enough for him; it's not certain whether he can live and grow up, and I don't care. Vice Chief Yan, you think too highly of your night devil."

Yan Nan laughed loudly and said, "That's right. That's right."

But I sighed in my heart: I believe you are a ghost!

People on both sides were a little surprised that Mu Feng won the championship. They were not surprised by his strength, after all, it was obvious to all, but they were curious about his identity!

Isn't it strange that such a person is unknown?

There was a lot of discussion on the part of the Orthodox Church.

"Mu Feng? I've never heard of this name. It's strange, why did such a person suddenly appear?"

"You haven't heard of it either? What a coincidence, this is the first time I've heard of this name."

"Have you participated in the Gu-Growing God Project? With such strength, how come you are not ranked? This is unreasonable."

"Maybe it was queued so far back that we forgot about it."

"That's right. Who's going to remember the last name?"

"Genius."

"What family does Mu Feng belong to?"

"This, I don't know."

"I don't know either...but we need to focus on it in the future. If there is an opportunity, we need to get to know each other."

"I suddenly thought of something. Is this Mu Feng the Night Demon? Because it is not convenient for the Night Demon to appear openly, so he appeared under a pseudonym to join the battle?"

"Hiss... when you say that, I also think... it's a bit similar!"

On the Guardian side, some of the higher-ups were listening with their ears open to the natural comments of the people from the Weaponic Orthodox Church opposite.

When some people heard Night Demon's name, their hearts moved.

Dongfang Sansan had a calm expression and said with a faint smile: "Congratulations to Vice Chief Master Yan for obtaining a small spiritual crystal mine."

Yan Nan smiled lightly: "I don't care about such a small bet. Do you still need to congratulate me?"

"All in all, it's a trophy."

Dongfang Sansan smiled gently: "I will immediately ask them to prepare documents. When the time comes, you can send people to mine. We will never stop you."

"good."

Yan Nan smiled: "It is also a great pleasure to be able to mine within the scope of the Guardian Continent."

Dongfang Sansan chuckled, not caring at all.

Then the two stopped talking and drank tea in a tacit understanding and waited for the next king-level battle.

He even said nothing about Mu Feng.

It seemed that neither of the two supreme giants took Wuhou's champion seriously.

Yan Nan adjusted his sitting position to make himself more comfortable, even half-lying, and said: "Dongfang, after fighting for so many years, are you tired? Today is a bit of free time, so it is better to take a real rest. Today The sun is just right, how pleasant it is to sleep in this kind of weather.”

As he spoke, his eyes narrowed a little, and he obviously didn't care about the upcoming king-level battle.

"That's not possible. In the battle of King Wu, I have a few little guys here who are very important. I want to take a closer look."

On the contrary, Dongfang Sansan sat up straight and showed his importance to King Wu's friendly battle directly and unabashedly.

Especially when looking at the people on the Solipsism side, their eyes kept wandering.

Yan Nan, who was half lying down, smiled bitterly in his heart.

Sure enough, the guardian think tank was still not deceived.

He had already guessed that he would place all his heavy bets on the king-level battle.

such a pity.

No matter how smart you are, you will never guess that the problem does not arise on our side, but on your own side.

Finally reached the king level.

"Master, it's time to fight at the king level. I'll be on the field soon."

Fang Che sent a message to Yinshen Palace.

"You must win the championship! This battle is extremely important to your life! Don't take it lightly!"

Yinshen Palace replied with a very solemn sentence in seconds. Obviously, the leader of Yinshen Palace had been waiting for this news. Extremely concerned.

"Master, don't worry, we will definitely destroy everything!"

Mr. Fang replied domineeringly.

…

Dongfang Sansan is very concerned about the king-level battle.

Yan Nan even felt that Dongfang Sansan's mental power was quietly operating, monitoring the entire scene instantly.

This made Yan Nan a little surprised.

Where did I show my weakness?

Why is he paying so much attention to the king level?

It doesn't make sense.

Let this old fox actually feel that I am planning the king level?

Could it be that he really had no interest or suspicion at all in that mysterious Mu Feng?

That Mu Feng is the one who best fits your guess about Night Demon, right?

Although the current situation is proceeding in the direction that Yan Nan envisions is most beneficial to his side. But I was still depressed.

Because actually speaking, none of my plans for today were successful.

The only thing that was beyond Dongfang Sansan's expectations was the unintentional arrangement of the Yinshen Palace, and the credit for this arrangement was not attributed to Yan Nan!

This is really a very depressing thing for Yan Nan.

So he also sat up and said: "The Eastern Military Advisor pays so much attention to the king-level battle. There must be something special about it. I will accompany you to take a good look."

Dongfang Sansan sighed and said, "It's okay not to pay attention. There is a traitor here that I sent there. It depends on whether the deputy leader Yannan can find it."

Yan Nan laughed loudly and said, "Really? Then I'll have to look for it carefully."

But in his heart, he secretly lifted his spirits again.

Dongfang Sansan is so good.

Every sentence is peaceful, but there are pitfalls and hooks in every sentence. It even makes you feel like you are willing to talk to him.

But as long as you have this feeling, you will be led by his nose.

I don’t know which words, or which subtle expressions, eyes, can be captured by him, and then extend infinitely...

You must deal with it carefully, and you must not let him discover anything more important.

On the field, nine people lined up.

Fang Che, the wind is eastward, the rain is crazy, the snow is ten thousand, Dongfang Zhe, Luo Gieshui, Meng Wuhen, talking about big things, Chu Wuqing.

Nine people stand together, but they are like a whole.

Almost as high.

A sharp aura pressed directly over him.

People watching the battle on both sides felt that these nine people were so strong!

Fang Che stood at the front of the row, with a tall and straight posture and a handsome face, like white clouds emerging from Xiu Xiu, like tall pines on the top of a mountain, he was particularly eye-catching.

On the viewing platform.

Bi Yunyan's eyes lit up and she quietly said to Yan Beihan, "This guy is so handsome."

Yan Beihan sighed: "Don't just look at the superficial appearance."

"He is still standing at the front of the queue, in the captain's position; he must be the strongest in strength." Bi Yunyan said that he did not just look at the appearance of a person, but saw the inside.

Yan Beihan was helpless: "This is the enemy."

"But he's also a handsome man."

"Even if you beat him to death, he's just a pile of smelly meat."

"But it looks good when it's alive."

Bi Yunyan was in high spirits and couldn't take his eyes off: "Today is a blessing for my eyes, ah, it's so cool. The movements of just one stop here are all natural."

Yan Beihan rolled his eyes and suddenly had a plan in mind. He pointed at the position of Vice Chief Bi and said, "Go there and tell me."

Bi Yunyan rolled her eyes and remained silent.

Yan Beihan's beautiful eyes were also focused on Fang Che, and then his mind began to think of the information he had investigated immediately after knowing the opponent's list.

…

Among the crowd, who had been watching in silence, Ding Juran's eyes suddenly lit up and his lips pursed.

Boss Fang!

Let’s see you show off your power today!

Mo Ganyun and the other four huddled in the crowd. Looking at Fang Che standing on the field, Mo Ganyun was a little disgusted and muttered: "There is no conscience. When there is a new person, the old one will be forgotten."

Yu Zhongge also pursed his lips and said dissatisfied: "I actually got together with Yu Zhongkuang. I don't know what I dislike about him the most. Really, Boss Fang has changed and he betrayed us."

Jing Shuanggao was also dissatisfied: "Look how harmoniously he stands with those people, and his smile is so bright, like a sea dog. This guy has forgotten us a long time ago, but we still think about him every day."

The other three nodded sharply.

I express my sincere disdain for Fang Che's behavior of loving the new and hating the old.

They completely forgot the fact that they thought about Fang Che every day because they wanted to beat him up every day.

Qiu Yunshang sighed and said: "I am only worried about one thing now. Can we really beat him? He can fight as a king-level representative in mainland-level battles, and his strength is definitely not weak. For beating him I suddenly had an ominous premonition.”

Yu Zhongge comforted him: "Don't worry, the worst one is not you, but Xiao Yunyun. Xiao Yunyun's red cloth is a bit uncertain to take off."

Mo Ganyun said: "You just said that you are sure to be full of confidence. The words are still ringing in my ears."

"This time, that time."

Mo Ganyun's face turned dark: "We will break through to the emperor level soon. Are you afraid of him? Then you will watch. I picked him up with one hand, spun him ninety-six times in the air, and then put him in a thirty-six position." A different posture."

The other three people were surprised together: "The taste is really strong..."

Qiu Yunshang suddenly shouted: "Look at the opponent's lineup, there are some familiar ones!"

The three of them looked at it at the same time, and their eyes suddenly narrowed with anger.

"There is such a bastard!"

…

On the court, Fang Che and others naturally didn't know what the people off the court were thinking.

In fact, after they took the field, there was nothing else in their eyes except their opponents.

All we want is victory.

There were also nine people opposite, including three acquaintances of Fang Che.

Lingkong, Xiyun.

There is another one...the fire is starting to burn.

Fang Che was shocked!

What the hell... Huo Churan disappeared for so long, and he actually appeared here. Moreover, they can also represent the younger generation of masters from the Only Self Orthodox Church to come and participate in the battle!

Is this bastard such a good opportunity?

Yan Beihan and Chen Yin were not inside, and Fang Che knew very well: these two people either didn't bother to participate, or they had already broken through to the emperor level.

The other few people can only be guessed based on their last names: Bi Ren, Wu Shuang, Bai Xu, Bingjian, Lu Shan, and Leng Yueya.

Wu Shuang took the lead, followed by Bai Xu, Bi Ren, Bingjian, Lingkong, Huo Chulian...

Except for Fang Che who focused on Huo Churan, the others like Feng Xiangdong all looked at Leng Yueya in unison.

If nothing else, this man looks really... too ugly!

Several others, including the first fire, can still be seen.

But Leng Yueya has sparse yellow hair and a blond beard. It’s really hard to describe how long he looks.

If nothing else, if this guy sheds tears, they will definitely be caught in his nostrils!

It can be said that once you have seen an orangutan, there is basically no need to ask what Leng Yueya looks like, the twins are the same.

The fire over there glared at Fang Che fiercely, as if he was about to spit out fire.

"Fang, do you still remember me?"

Huo Churan gritted his teeth and asked fiercely.

Fang Che is dressed in white clothes and looks elegant and graceful.

With his hands behind his back, he looked at the fire starting to burn gracefully, and asked calmly and with some confusion: "You are... I don't know you, why are you looking at me like this? Do we... have any grudges?" "

Fang Che's expression was spot on.

Staring, sizing up, doubting, confused... the expressions progressed layer by layer.

you do not know me?

It exploded as soon as the fire started.

If Fang Cheruo exchanged a few words with him, he would not feel so uncomfortable even if the fire started. But Fang Che actually forgot about himself!

You beat me continuously in the martial arts academy. You beat me more than ten times for no reason, and you beat me to death every time. Then you killed my uncle, killed my family, and finally destroyed my whole family.

And then you actually forgot about me!

"Fang Che! You are an executioner who will be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts!"

The sound of the first fire is like the cry of an ape in a lonely mountain, and the cuckoo weeps blood: "Have you forgotten me? You don't know me? Open your dog eyes and take a good look, who is standing in front of you!"

Fang Che looked confused, raised his hand and scratched his head, looked at Feng Xiangdong and other companions with some embarrassment, and said in confusion: "It looks familiar... but I really can't remember..."

Mo Ganyun and others in the stands were so full of laughter that Boss Fang was really... so good at it!

When the fire first started, he gasped in anger at these words.

Is this... still a person?

Feng Xiangdong was also confused and asked quietly: "Meet an old enemy? You really don't know him?"

The others also had puzzled looks on their faces. Looking at the ugly and angry face opposite, they twisted ten times. What kind of hatred could it be? But Fang Che didn't recognize him?

At the same time, he asked: "Isn't that right..."

Fang Che looked puzzled and confused, and said with some uncertainty: "I'll think about it carefully..."

He looked like he was thinking hard, and then he was still a little confused: "I vaguely remember that in the past, I seemed to have beaten such a person vaguely. I beat him seventeen or eight times in a row. Later, I killed his uncle and killed him. Uncle, killed his grandfather, killed his parents, and killed their entire family...but I really forgot what that person looked like..."

"..."

Not only Feng Xiangdong and others, but also Ling Kong and others on the opposite side were collectively speechless.

You killed someone but don’t recognize them anymore?

This is simply a huge insult.

"puff……"

In the stands, Mo Ganyun almost burst out. The four of them hugged each other, lowering their heads and shrugging their shoulders, laughing silently.

Boss Fang is really bad.

Others may not know Fang Che well, and may think that he has really forgotten. But Mo Ganyun and others would never think so.

"Boss Fang is so bad that he is bad to the very core. Even his heart is black and bright."

Song in the Rain almost burst out laughing.

The anger that was first ignited in the fire surged out like a volcanic eruption.

Zhui Xin yelled with tears in her eyes: "Fang Che! How did you beat me in Baiyun Martial Arts Academy? You beat me without any reason, and you beat me once a day. You rushed to the classroom and beat me, and you beat me to death. Treatment, you rushed to the treatment room to beat me, did you forget?! You bastard, you actually forgot!?"

"You killed my uncle, my bodyguard, and my uncle. It wasn't enough. You even killed my whole family! You actually forgot about me?"

"You executioner, a bastard who kills a thousand times! You have no conscience, you are full of evil, you don't deserve a good death!"

Huo Churan's roar of grief and anger shook the entire venue.

Everyone was stunned.

Oh my God, there is such a villain among the Guardians?

"Ah...I remember!"

Fang Che suddenly realized: "You are the first fire!"

Only then did you recognize it?

Everyone was speechless, how forgetful you are. What kind of deep hatred is this? I forgot...

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Mo Ganyun lowered his head and couldn't help laughing so loudly that tears came out.

Huo Chu's lips were trembling with anger and he couldn't speak at all.

I was recognized by him!

I didn’t get recognized by him until now!

Fang Che laughed and said, "When the fire started, what's wrong with me beating you? As a demon bastard, you went to our Baiyun Martial Arts Academy to work undercover, so what's wrong with me beating you?"

"When I hit you, it's a competition between classmates. What kind of place is a martial arts academy? You can't hit people?"

"In the end, after a lot of beatings, you actually exposed the fact that you are a devil. So if I don't hit you, who will I hit?"

"I hit you to serve the mainland! Now I only regret that I hit you too lightly, so that you can still be here today! I should have beaten you to death in the first place!"

"I killed your uncle and your uncle, shouldn't I? Don't say that your whole family was killed by your demon sect. Even if it was really me who killed you, so what? I am killing evil for the people! I am hoeing rape for the mainland!"

Fang Che spoke sternly and with awe-inspiring justice: "The fire has started, you are now fighting on behalf of the Soli-Me Orthodox Church, and you actually ask me why I beat you?! How can you have the nerve to say this!"

"You grew up in the Guardian Continent. Your whole family enjoyed the protection of the Guardian. They ate and drank from this place. They raised you up here and allowed you to enter the martial arts academy. However, your whole family did something that betrayed the mainland. , you still have the dignity to shout about betraying the people here?"

Fang Che scolded sternly: "Despicable! Unscrupulous! Shameless! Ungrateful! Unfaithful and unfilial!"

He turned his head and spat: "I despise you! You are just rubbish! Your whole family is rubbish! Bah!"

The Guardians' stands gave out loud cheers: "Well done! What right do you have to shout so ungratefully and shamelessly?"

When the fire first burned, it roared fiercely, his eyes were about to burst, and his chest was full of hatred: "Fang Che, I will kill you today!"

"Then you have to be lucky enough to draw me."

Fang Che said coldly: "Actually, I want to kill you more, but I kill you to do a good deed. After all, your whole family is waiting for you underground, and we can have a happy reunion without you, and maybe we can still eat by then." A family photo. For me, this is also a matter of great merit."

There were a lot of scoldings from the Only Wo Orthodox Church.

The Guardian's side was filled with laughter.

Yan Nan couldn't help but laugh: "Dongfang, you player is quite sharp-tongued, but you just don't know if you are tough or not."

Dongfang Sansan smiled and said, "Huh? It's rare that Deputy Chief Master Yan actually has thoughts about a king-level person. He is indeed very smooth-talking."

Yan Nan couldn't help but his heart skipped a beat.

What the hell, what do you mean I have thoughts about a king-level person!

What does this bastard mean when he says this?

He said calmly: "No matter how slippery you are, it won't be of any use if you are stabbed to death."

Dongfang Sansan said leisurely: "This is a friendly battle, there can be no death. If it does, it means the referee has failed in his duty."

"..."

Yan Nan was actually choked.

He picked up the tea, took a sip, and said calmly: "The hatred is not small, it just depends on whether they can fight together as a pair."

The drawing of lots begins.

"In the first formation, Weiwo teaches the Ice Sword against the guardian Luo Shishui."

At the same time, the information of the eighteen people was distributed to the senior officials of both sides and the senior officials of the major outside world sects who were watching the battle.

…

"Basically evenly matched."

Yannan comments.

"Evenly matched."

Dongfang Sansan said: "Ice Sword has a higher chance of winning."

Yan Nan was confused, then continued to read the information, shaking his head: "I didn't feel it."

Dongfang Sansan reminded: "Because the people over there are more despicable and shameless, so the odds are higher."

Yan Nan had a dark look on his face: "It sounds like you are so aboveboard. Fighting with us. When have you ever been noble?"

"That's called using poison to make poison."

The three old gods from the East were there and said: "This tea is almost done, let's change it to another one."

"Change it with yours."

"we do not have."

"Then don't change it, just make a new one."

Yan Nan won't change it. After changing the tea, this guy will definitely have to find a way to get ten kilograms more. Is this ultimate spiritual tea so good?

In this way, just by taking the spiritual tea from his own hand, he can win back all the lost bets and still have a surplus.

Dongfang Sansan sighed and said, "I remember there is a kind of tea over there called Longxu Tea."

Yan Nan said: "That is the top tea of ​​our Solipsism. Why, do you want it?"

Dongfang Sansan smiled and said, "I want it."

Yannan: "..."

You are so rude.

He said with a dark face: "No!"

"Don't be so stingy." Dongfang Sansan was dissatisfied.

"You are so generous, what have you given me?" Yan Nan said angrily.

Dongfang Sansan handed over the item with his hand: "This is for you."

"What is this? Compassionate Wood?" Yan Nan had already noticed the light yellow wood Dongfang Sansan was playing with.

It is definitely not an ordinary thing that Dongfang Sansan can hold in his hands and play with.

When I took it, my eyes brightened, and I put it in my hand to play with. It was in the shape of an exquisite small incense burner. It was smooth and comfortable to hold in my hand. And there is a light fragrance, which makes me feel calm after smelling it: "Hey, it's all wet, you've been playing for a long time, right?"

"Yes, Ci Xin Mu. I have always kept it in my hand to play with, always ready to give it to you."

Dongfang Sansan said calmly: "It can suppress inner demons and resist evil thoughts. I know you need this, so I specially brought one for you this time. This is a specialty here, and it only grows in our headquarters. It is old enough. There aren’t many, they’re all here with me.”

Yan Nan immediately nodded: "This is not bad."

He really needed this thing. Although he didn't need it, he could give it to Yan Beihan.

After all, people in the Solipsistic Orthodox Church don't want to become the kind of demon who knows nothing but killing, and the evil thoughts emanating from the Five Spirit Gu are urging people to change in that direction.

"Since it's good, I'll give it to you." Dongfang Sansan waved his hand magnanimously.

"Then I'll take it." If you don't take advantage of the bastard, Yan Nan immediately pocketed it.

It was rare to get something from Dongfang Sansan's hand, and he felt refreshed.

But he saw Dongfang Sansan directly waving to the waiter behind him: "Go and bring me two kilograms of the top-quality dragon beard tea from the vice-chief Yannan leader."

waiter:"??"

Yannan is as black as coal, but he just accepted someone else's things, how can he refuse now?

Never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined that this guy just gave me a piece of wood and then started asking for things and giving orders to his own people.

If he were in another position, Yan Nan felt that he would never be able to do such a shameful thing.

But Dongfang Sansan did it right, and he did it confidently and naturally.

Suddenly, he felt that the Cixinmu in his pocket was a bit hot, and he said unhappily: "Look what I'm doing, go get it for him!"

"Yes." The waiter turned and left.

Yan Nan felt that he had lost again.

A mere piece of Compassionate Wood was exchanged for two pounds of spiritual tea.

But this loving heart wood is really needed. After all, Yan Beihan has to go out into the world to gain experience. After all, he is young. Once the murderous thoughts enter his soul, it will be difficult to deal with it. With this thing, you can be safe and always maintain some humanity.

I would definitely not be willing to give it back. After all, if Dongfang Sansan didn’t give it to me, I would have wanted it.

It's just that the value is a little different from two pounds of dragon's beard tea.

The waiter had already brought two kilograms of tea. Dongfang Sansan gave it to Yang Luoyu, and Yang Luoyu put it away again.

The corner of his mouth curled up into a smile.

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, I would have laughed.

Master Jiu is extremely generous to his own people, but how can he be the one who suffers from outsiders?

The Wood of Compassion is a good thing, especially if it is given to the higher-ups of the Demon Sect. At least sometimes when they issue some cruel orders and want to carry out some inhumane plans, the Wood of Compassion will play a role and maintain some kindness, so that it will not be so... extreme.

This is a good thing for people who believe in Solipsism to maintain their xinxing, but sometimes as long as they don't do something so extreme, the guardians can save a lot of people's lives.

Therefore, the piece of wood Dongfang Sansan is of great value when given away. Even if there is no Dragon Beard Tea, Dongfang Sansan will give it away. Shamelessly grabbing two kilograms of tea leaves from the opponent's hand can promote several warriors above the Saint level on my side. So I, Dongfang Sansan, still care about this shame?

Yan Nan obviously thought of this, so he asked in annoyance: "I gave you the ten pounds before, what did you give me?"

So Dongfang Sansan turned his head and looked at the court, praising: "What a wonderful fight. Vice Chief Yan, you and I both have successors."

Yan Nan's face turned dark again.

Why can't I be as shameless as Dongfang Sansan?

…

On the field, Bing Jian and Luo Shi Shui each used their unique skills and were evenly matched.

Both of them are swords, and the two swords are intertwined in a colorful way, and the water cannot be splashed. When it gets intense, you can only see two huge silver balls of light spinning around in the field.

Suddenly there was a loud noise, the two groups merged into one, and countless sword energy suddenly spread out.

They were all intercepted by the barrier force set by the referee.

Everyone's eyes were focused, and it was obvious that both of them had tried their best and started working hard.

At this time, the sword energy cannot be controlled to escape.

"Do you think Shi Shui can win?" Feng Xiangdong was very confident in Luo Shui Shui at first, but now he feels a little uneasy.

It was unexpected that the outcome had not been decided for so long.

"able!"

Fang Che said affirmatively.

"Why?"

"Luo Shishui still has one move left."

Fang Che knew it well.

Luo Shishui learned this trick from himself.

In such a short period of time, Luo Shishui could only learn one sword.

The most correct sword.

Fang Che had to sigh that the understanding of these people was almost the same as that of Mo Ganyun; their vision was also extremely vicious.

On the first day of fighting together, they could see some clues.

Then in the following battle, he encountered the most challenges, almost being fought by thirty-five people in turns.

In such a short period of ten days, everyone has gained something.

And everyone is very sober and never greedy for more.

Just one formula.

Whether you are using a knife, a sword, or a hammer, you are all imitating the perfect posture that suits you, and then slowly figuring it out on your own.

Luo Shishui chose a flying sword move.

The battle on the field is getting more and more intense, and the winner will be decided at this moment.

Fang Che, Feng Xiangdong and others were all staring intently.

This is a king-level friendly battle. In the first battle, it depends on Luo Pianshui whether he can get a good start.

There was a loud noise.

The two swords struck each other fiercely.

Two strong figures staggered back at the same time.

However, everyone saw that while Luo Qishui was staggering back, he turned his heels and turned his whole body in a circle. The circle was completed in an instant, his center of gravity was adjusted, and he kicked off with both feet. , the whole person flew into the air.

A dazzling white light formed in the sky.

At this moment, every part of his body was adjusted straight, completely parallel to the sword, and he even had endless energy left to continue to move the sword.

As for the opponent, when he flew into the air, he had just finished adjusting his retreat due to the violent backlash.

Before he could draw his sword, he saw a ray of white light, lightning fast, already in front of him.

It was about to penetrate the head.

call out!

Yundu appeared on the scene, gently holding the tip of the sword with two fingers.

Let Luo Shishui stop in the air, and said calmly: "The winner has been decided. Guardian Luo Shishui wins."

The tip of the sword has penetrated half an inch into Bing Jian's forehead, and blood has flowed out.

The timing of Yundu's attack was extremely good.

It not only allowed people to clearly see the outcome, but also did not cause Bing Jian to be seriously injured.

Just a little bit of skin broken.

But this is enough.

Luo Qishui put away his sword, turned over and landed on the ground, holding the sword and holding it in his hand: "I accept."

Bingjian said with a dark face: "I can't stop your sword. There's nothing you can't give in to. Congratulations on your first victory."

Turn around and go back.

Luoshui returned to the queue and received a warm welcome.

"Fortunately, I live up to my fate!"

Luo Shishui smiled happily. He was a completely different person than when he was walking on thin ice during the battle. He couldn't even imagine what would happen if he lost the first battle.

Outsiders, including the higher-ups of the Guardians, will understand.

But my father, grandfather, grandfather, master and others would never understand.

If they don't peel off their own skin, they are considered good-tempered.

Fortunately, we won.

Luo Ping Shui wiped away a cold sweat.

"In the second battle, Weiwo Orthodox Church will volley and discuss important matters with the guardian."

After Yun Du finished announcing, his own face twitched.

It’s true that the name ‘Talk About Big Things’ is a bit awesome.

Talk big things in stride.

Fang Che lowered his voice and warned: "Both sides will suffer."

When talking about big things, it's like you didn't hear it, but you just rolled your eyes to show that you heard it.

"This big event is a bit suspenseful."

The wind muffled the sound to the east.

"It's a bit confusing. According to the rankings, Ling Kong is the No. 4 over there, but the big thing is that we are the No. 8."

Fang Che said: "This kind of position will not be arranged randomly."

"Yes, and the volley is very powerful."

"kindness."

The two people on the field have already started fighting.

Fang Che watched the battle with his eyes and sighed in his heart. In the plan to raise Gu to become a god, the six Lingkong people were probably no match for him at that time.

But he was promoted to the ninth level of King level so quickly.

Thinking about his various encounters and all the help from all directions, he was able to reach the third level of king level now.

But they just have family resources, so they just pushed it to this point.

There was no risk involved, and there was no lack of combat experience or crisis awareness.

Thinking about what I have experienced during this period of time, I almost shed tears.

If they are really just night demons who only believe in me, I guess they will really have to be followers of these people in the future. The advantages of the headquarters are really great.

The fight between the two people in the field made Fang Che and others look serious.

On the surface they looked evenly matched, but they knew that talking about big things had been suppressed.

The skills he has used to talk about big things now are close to the point where he usually discusses with Fang Che and others at important moments; now it's time to use his trump card.

Ling Kong's swordsmanship was still calm and ever-changing.

And in terms of strength, he is at a disadvantage when talking about big things.

Fang Che and Feng Xiangdong looked worriedly.

Tan Dashi also felt that something was not good, so he immediately changed his moves, gathered his whole body's cultivation, and fired three swords in a row, forcing him to fight hard in the air.

There were three loud bangs, and the two of them exchanged three sword blows fiercely.

Lingkong pressed forward with all his strength and didn't even take a step back. However, Tan Nian's body suddenly took three steps back, and Lingkong immediately took two steps forward.

When talking about important matters, he roared, and directly attacked with his sword. He struck Ling Kong's heart with a decisive sword, only attacking but not defending.

A tragic momentum burst out.

Lingkong was sure of victory, so he naturally would not fight him desperately, so he put away his sword and dodge; while talking about big things, the second sword had already roared towards him, and it was still a 120% offensive.

Ling Kong was forced to take half a step back, blocking the offensive route.

But when it comes to big things, the third sword comes again.

Thirteen sword strikes in a row, and he retreated eight steps in a row.

Feng Xiangdong's eyes showed joy: "Lingkong was fooled. The key to great swordsmanship lies in momentum. Once the momentum rises, the combat power can be doubled."

"not necessarily."

Fang Che's eyes showed worry.

Others don't know Lingkong, but he knows it very clearly. Although Lingkong has many flaws, he is a step-by-step person.

You will never fall into a trap so easily.

Since he behaves like this, it must make sense.

Talking about big things, his momentum was like a rainbow. He made more than twenty moves in a row, forcing him to dodge in the air. His momentum was getting stronger and stronger.

The twenty-seventh sword!

When talking about big things, he jumped up and drew his sword without any return.

It is still a decisive move.

Lingkong roared, no longer retreating, but hitting hard!

The two swords intersect crazily.

Sparks flew everywhere, and the tip of the sword suddenly broke off, and an arrow pierced Tan Dashi's throat.

Tan Shishi was shocked and turned his head to avoid it, but suddenly a black needle rushed towards his face that had just been turned away from where the long sword was broken.

He closed his eyes and prepared to resist...

But Lingkong actually pulled out a sword from the hilt...

"The outcome has been decided! Only I, the orthodox sect, will win in the air!"

The purple-clad palace Langjiu was already standing between the two of them, holding a handful of ox-hair needles in his hand, looking at Lingkong: "What a powerful poison."

Lingkong smiled faintly: "Cheng Rang."

Turn around and go back.

There was silence on the Guardian side.

Talking about big things in front of everyone is indeed a failure. If it weren't for Lang Jiu, he would have lost both eyes.

What's more, while he was closing his eyes, Ling Kong had already drawn the sword-within-a-sword. As long as he was hit by a needle in the face while talking about important matters, that moment would be enough for Ling Kong's sword-within-a-sword to open several holes in his body.

…

"This volley is good."

Dongfang Sansan said: "In fact, true strength can also win. Although it is tricky, it saves more effort. The key is not to be arrogant when winning. There is no joy on the face. It is very calm. It's a good seedling."

Yan Nan smiled faintly: "This boy is indeed good. In fact, your guy who talks about big things is also good, but he just lacks some combat experience."

"Faced with this method, those with rich combat experience can avoid it, unless they are experienced in the battlefield."

Dongfang Sansan didn’t take it seriously.

One win and one loss, it's a foregone conclusion.

When I came back from the big talk, I was a little depressed, but my eyes were full of anger. If he was defeated by his true fighting strength, he wouldn't feel so uncomfortable.

However, now that the other party has used despicable means to plot against him, he is naturally unconvinced.

"Don't be dissatisfied. His real combat power is higher than yours. Moreover, he exposed the Broken Sword and Flying Needle Sword-in-Sword routine a little early this time; so he must have other more despicable methods. You're ready. If I don’t cheer up when I meet him for the first time, I may suffer even greater losses.”

Fang Che whispered.

"Yes." After talking about the big thing, he calmed down and immediately realized this: "Yes, no matter what, if you lose, you will lose."

"Just face it correctly. If you go back, it will be nothing more than a beating."

Xue Wanren comforted.

"It's not like a beating... at least five or six times." Talking about big things, his face was twisted and he was almost crying.

You can already feel a few pairs of eyes in the crowd looking at you, peeling off your skin like knives...

Luo Qishui came over and comforted him with a heavy face: "It's a big matter, don't worry. If it's a big matter, I'll beg for you when the time comes. I won after all, I have face."

"roll!"

I almost got mad talking about big things.

Are you asking for mercy? Wherever you stop, I'm sure I'll get beaten even worse!

And it’s several times worse!

"The third battle is between the only orthodox teacher Bai Xu and the guardian Dongfang Zhe."

The third battle is the highlight.

The descendants of the Vice-chief Bai Jing of the Solitary Orthodox Sect met with the descendants of the Dongfang Family on the Guardian side.

"Your family? Do you have dozens of descendants from the East?"

Yannan asked Dongfang Sansan.

This "Dozens of Dongfang" finally made Dongfang Sansan feel helpless.

"A descendant of my Eighteenth Brother's family."

Dongfang Sansan couldn't help but look back.

On the other side, opposite Yu Hanyan, Dongfang Sansan's father, Dongfang Chongming, shrank his burly body with a guilty conscience, hoping that Yu Hanyan's body would block him.