Lord of the Night

There was a pop, a scream, and he fell to the ground in the air. His hands and feet were on the ground but he could not hold on. The giant violently pressed down, snap, snap, snap, and all his limbs were broken!

His face and mouth were pressed hard by Pang Ran and hit the ground hard.

Lingkong felt like he was suddenly suppressed by a mountain falling from the sky!

"die!"

A foot appeared without a trace and stepped hard on Ling Kong's head.

When he appeared, he was already less than three feet away from Ling Kong's head. It was so powerful that white smoke was ejected from the air!

If this foot steps firmly, Ling Kong's head will definitely be crushed on the spot like a ripe watermelon!

The figure flashed.

Snowflake Palace referee Mei Han appeared in time and held Fang Che's foot with one hand.

A soft force was released, sending his body three feet away.

With a wave of his other hand, he pulled the volley out.

Lingkong was still unconscious, but his face was actually flat, and the bridge of his nose was completely shattered.

The skin on his face was rubbed to pieces.

The bones in his limbs were broken and almost shattered.

"Guardian, Fang Chesheng!"

Mei Han announced.

The stands on both sides were silent for a moment, and then the guardians burst into cheers.

"Ouch ah ah..."

“Damn, that’s so fierce!”

Everyone didn't expect that the only remaining Guardian player here would be so fierce.

too fast!

Get on the field and start rushing immediately.

It's a knife rush.

The battle was over before the second sword was used up.

The front and back process should take no more than half a breath.

Powerful and domineering to the extreme.

Opposite, the faces of Wu Shuangbi, Bai Xu and the others became heavy.

This Fang Che, when the flames first started, everyone knew that he might have something to hide, but they didn't expect that he had so much to hide.

In the stands.

Yan Nan's eyes became sharp: "Did you see it?"

"Not bad, the strength is very balanced." Dongfang Sansan said.

"The momentum of his knife that changed the direction did not break, and the strength did not weaken. Instead, he changed the direction in a hurry, but instead drove the force field, forming a knife with momentum, and then came down with added force!"

Yan Nan said: "This kind of technique may not be possible even by ordinary saint-level people."

Dongfang Sansan said: "Yes, and he pressed down on Ling Kong. The moment Ling Kong's face hit the ground, there was blood splashing out. A total of 304 points of blood splashed out, seventy-six points in each direction in the four directions."

"Yes, the strength has been so evenly controlled. In terms of strength alone, it has reached its peak."

Yan Nan's eyes flashed with a hint of murderous intent, and he said: "Not bad seedlings. Guardian Continent is really full of talents."

Dongfang Sansan looked at him with a smile: "Want to kill?"

Yan Nan chuckled: "I learned from you."

Dongfang Sansan said: "It is indeed a good seedling."

The two stopped talking.

The two old foxes clashed again between words.

Yan Nan felt that he had the upper hand this time. This time, the opponent must have fallen into the trap.

Dongfang Sansan felt that this time, the opponent must have been completely fooled.

Both of their faces looked heavy and thoughtful, but they felt relieved at the same time.

Today is not in vain!

…

On the field.

Fang Che handed over his hand, his temperament instantly became gentle and elegant, his handsome face was full of sunshine and handsomeness, but his demeanor was high and he said: "Process."

After saying that, without waiting for the opponent to answer, Ling Kong put his hands on his back and walked calmly and elegantly towards the lottery box. As he walked, he said in a nonchalant tone: "Is it the second one so soon? Haha, let me take a lick. , who will be the second one to be killed by me? I’m really looking forward to it.”

"Color! Color! Color!"

The guardian's shouts were earth-shattering, and the mountain roars and the tsunami surged.

However, everyone in the Orthodox Church had a black face.

Yan Beihan, Chen Yin, Fengyun and others were alone in the stands, and they were all furious.

"It's so pretentious! It's so pretentious! I've never seen anyone so pretentious in my life!"

Feng Xing's eyes were filled with fire, and he wished he could teach him a lesson himself.

"This guy is so awesome."

Chen Yun was very dissatisfied.

Bai Di snorted coldly.

Feng Yun looked at it calmly, but deep in his eyes, there was some seriousness. He was already planning, if this Fang Che grew up...

Chen Yin frowned, thinking about how Wu Shuang and others below should deal with Fang Che.

Yanbei Han's face was frosty, his cheeks were bulging with anger, and he muttered: "This guy looks like a human being, how come he speaks so irritatingly?"

Bi Yunyan said: "There is strength, but he is a little too arrogant. But fortunately he is handsome, so he is not very offensive."

"snort!"

Yan Beihan regretted very much. Why did he break through to the emperor level? If he had known about this earlier, he would have suppressed his level and came forward.

This Fang Che, I will definitely beat his handsome face into a pig's head!

So infuriating.

"Chen Yin, you're such a loser, you insist on following my footsteps and breaking through to the imperial level!" Yan Beihan cursed.

Chen Yin was confused.

Didn't you beat me every day and then despise me, so I worked hard to break through? Why am I now...

Fang Che casually took out another stick.

He handed it to Mei Han next to him.

Mei Han took a look and said: "I am the only one who teaches Bai Xu to fight against the guardian Fang Che."

Wu Shuang whispered next to Bai Xu: "Baizhan, try not to confront him head-on and prolong the time."

Bai Xu nodded without any trace.

We are all experts, so we naturally know that even if your spiritual power can be continuously restored, the joints of your arms and body will definitely feel shaken after a long battle.

And as this feeling accumulates more, your combat power will naturally decrease.

Even at that time, your spiritual power is still exactly the same as when the war started, but your combat power is incomparable.

This is an extremely subtle difference, but sometimes when masters fight, the victory or defeat is often determined by these subtleties.

Bai Xu drew out his long sword with a swipe and threw the scabbard behind him.

Stride out.

For the first time, he had already begun to accumulate sword power before the battle began.

Fang Che on the opposite side is definitely his powerful enemy and must be prepared in advance.

Fang Che waited until Bai Xu reached the middle position before asking, "Are you ready?"

Bai Xu was stunned for a moment and instinctively replied: "Ready."

Fang Che nodded and raised his sword with great momentum: "When you're ready, I'll start."

Suddenly, a knife struck the ground, and then the whole person flew up into the sky with a hiss. The long knife in his hand faced the sun, reflecting thousands of rays of light, and the sword energy boomed out.

His body hovered in the air, like a flying dragon in the sky, writhing and twisting, and the power of the sword quickly gathered. A mountain of swords quickly condensed in the air.

Before the sword falls, the man is in the sky.

But the power of the sword has already shown overwhelming momentum!

Everyone held their breath and looked at Fang Che in the sky.

Everyone knew that when he took action, the sword would definitely be earth-shattering.

Bai Xu's sword intent was pushed to the extreme. The tip of the sword trembled slightly, and the sword energy only shot out six feet away, making a hissing sound.

His eyes were full of solemnity.

I just heard Fang Che yelling in the air: "Take my knife!"

Immediately, the light flashed, and the long-sword meteor flew down like lightning. Carrying the boundless force of the sword, it suddenly struck the ground like thunder.

But everyone was shocked, because the knife came down, but the person was still behind.

Fang Che actually didn't follow the knife down.

The knife came out of his hand.

With an unreasonable attitude, he rushed towards Bai Xu. The sword force enveloped a ten-foot radius, and the energy was locked.

Bai Xu's eyes were full of sword aura, and the power of the sword was overwhelming. He shouted: "Well done."

The long sword suddenly came forward like it was carrying a huge object weighing ten thousand kilograms.

And there was a chorus of exclamations all around - Fang Che, who was in the air, actually pulled out his sword with his backhand after taking out his sword, silently unsheathed it, waved it in the air, and the sword and man merged into one, and they rushed down.

At this moment, all the bones in his body even immediately adjusted into sword bones!

The sword energy was brilliant and brilliant, just like another sun appeared again in the sky.

And at the same time that the sun appeared, it turned into a comet!

The rays of light rushed down.

It was the move that Fang Che understood from the Ningxue Sword.

Sword of the Sun!

It is as powerful as thunder, as bright as the sun, as fast as lightning, and as fast as a shooting star!

His goal was precise: a quick victory.

Bai Xu is a difficult opponent and very stable. As long as he grasps the opportunity to fight, Bai Xu will be able to fight him with more than a hundred moves at the very least!

That would be completely detrimental to the other party.

So he had to make a quick decision.

In the stands, Ningxue Jian's gaze condensed, with admiration in his eyes.

This sword is good!

That day in the Tianren Martial Academy, the sword energy seeds emitted were actually able to achieve such a sword!

Even Ningxue Sword felt a little shocked by this. This sword may not be as powerful as the one he used, but it has gone beyond the scope of what that sword energy can teach, and he has blazed his own path.

This is extremely valuable.

Below, there was a clang, and Bai Xu's long sword touched the blade. He tried his best to use his spiritual power to offset the force of the sword, but he felt as if the sun was shining brightly in front of him, and he could not look directly at it.

The Sword of the Sun has fallen from the sky.

Before the sword hits the ground, the sword has already reached the peak of the eyebrow.

The sword energy is sharp and penetrates the bones first.

The tip of the sword was inserted into the peak of the eyebrow, and blood seemed to bloom.

Two white fingers clamped the sword's edge at this moment. Referee Mei Han took action at the critical moment.

The outcome has been decided.

"Guardian Fang Chesheng!"

Only I was teaching Bai Xu, but he failed in one move.

Bai Xu retreated three feet, and blood dripped down from the peak of his eyebrows like a line. The bright blood drew a clear red line on his fair face, with clear left and right sides.

There was a bitter look on his face: "I lost."

Forcibly holding back the overwhelming pain from the aftermath of the sword energy entering his brain, Bai Xu knew that if this were on a real battlefield, he would not only lose, but he would also be dead.

Fang Che picked up the knife on the ground with his long sword, turned his hands over, and put the swords into their sheaths with a neat clang.

He said calmly: "Accept."

Bai Xu turned around and left without waiting for a reply.

In the stands.

A young voice shouted: "At least you have to be polite."

It was Bai Ye of the Bai family.

Fang Che turned around, looked at Bai Ye, and smiled: "My defeated general actually asked for politeness? This is a friendly battle. If he is on the battlefield, he is already a corpse. If I talk politely to the corpse, will he understand?" "

"presumptuous!"

Bai Ye was furious.

Feng Yue also said sadly: "Fang Che, don't you think you are too crazy?"

Fang Che said calmly: "Are you coming down? If you don't come down, what will happen to you?"

Feng Yue snorted angrily.

Fang Che said: "I know that you are all descendants of the major vice-chief leaders. What's the matter? With such a noble status, why don't you want to see your own people defeated? If you have the ability, come down and fight with me?"

He curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Your ancestor was the deputy chief leader, and you are not the deputy chief leader. What are you so awesome about? What are you shouting about? Why, you have a noble status and can only watch others work hard? You are sitting on top and enjoying the fruits of your life, but you are not allowed to do so. Satisfied? You’re not satisfied! Really, everyone is used to it! It’s just because they’re full!”

This map cannon included all the descendants of the deputy leader, and it was like poking a hornet's nest in an instant.

Suddenly, everyone in the group of gentlemen and ladies in the stands became furious.

Feng Xing, Feng Yue, Chen Xue, Bai Ye, Bi Feng, Chen Yun, etc. were almost all angry with black smoke rising from their foreheads.

They all stood up and cursed.

Fang Che was not afraid at all. One person faced a group, and his combat effectiveness only exceeded but did not weaken.

"Come down! Come down? Don't you dare anymore? You have no courage!"

"If you have the ability, come down and follow me to the level of king."

"Why don't you come down? You said you have no talent and you still don't admit it. Come on, all of them are good at blowjobs!"

Feng Xing and others were furious.

But he didn't dare to go down.

After all, this is a friendly battle between the two sides, and the top management is watching. If he really jumps, he will not be able to win.

Someone must stop it.

At least the four referees in the field would not be able to pass this test.

But the guy below has such a mean mouth.

I'm so angry that I won't sacrifice my life.

Yan Beihan gritted his silver teeth and looked at Fang Che with burning eyes, wishing he could jump down and stomp on Fang Che's face a thousand times with his two feet.

He said angrily: "Fang, you are just a king, you rely on the ring to restrict others from entering, and you are wagging your lips here, is it interesting?"

Fang Che stared intently and said: "What this girl said is wrong. If you are up here and act honestly, I am not full enough to support you. Why do I provoke you? Who told one of you to be mean-mouthed? Why, it's just fun." You ridicule others, so others can't say anything about you? As a descendant of the deputy chief leader, is this all you can do?"

Yan Beihan's chest bulged, and he said in a hateful voice: "Fang, I just can't get down today. Please remember this. My aunt's name is Yan Beihan. One day, you will meet me!"

Fang Che laughed: "Miss Yan is quite beautiful. When we meet in the world, we can talk about the beautiful scenery and life insights."

It means... you just look pretty, you can do other things, and if you fight, just forget about it.

Yan Beihan's Qiqiao was filled with smoke: "Just wait!"

Fang Che clicked his tongue twice, walked to the lottery box, casually drew lots with one hand, and said casually: "But it scared me to death... I almost thought they really came down to beat me..."

He took out a stick and handed it to Mei Han.

Mei Han frowned and looked at him, warning: "Don't cause trouble for no reason. It would be easy for any of those people to kill you."

Fang Che nodded and said, "Yes, I just can't keep my mouth shut sometimes."

Mei Han sighed.

The look in Fang Che's eyes was full of regret.

Why does such a young genius have a mouth?

In addition to being mean, this mouth is capable of causing trouble and causing death, which is simply more powerful than the demons of the Solipsistic Cult.

"I am the only orthodox disciple, Bi Ren, fighting against the guardian Fang Che!"

Fang Che's third battle begins.

Then the scolding in the stands of the Solipsistic Orthodox Church became even louder.

Because... Fang Che originally didn't have such rest time, but after he scolded himself and others, it was equivalent to resting and recovering.

It was like these people gave him some rest time.

After thinking about this, everyone was even more angry.

Especially Bai Ye, everyone rolled their eyes.

It's okay. What did you say?

Bai Ye felt even more depressed and gritted his teeth: "Fang Che, Fang Che! I'm going to let him have today and no tomorrow!"

Bi Ren went out to fight with a solemn expression.

He had simulated parrying Fang Che's sword countless times in his mind, but until now, he still couldn't figure out a way to solve it.

As long as Fang Che had been arguing, he had been discussing with Wu Shuang.

The conclusion is: no way.

"Unless you don't let him jump into the air and cling to him on the ground."

This is Wu Shuang's method.

There was a sound of war, and Fang Cheqiang drew his sword.

On the opposite side, Bi Ren roared and rushed over like lightning. His sword suddenly unfolded, and in an instant, the entire field was filled with snowflakes.

Fang Che didn't show any weakness at all, and also rushed towards the opponent, dragging the long knife on the ground behind him and splashing out a stream of sparks.

The sword shines brightly, facing the throat. At the same time, Fang Che's sword rebounded, a thunderbolt flew across the sky, the sword's light was cold and dazzling, and it split the mountain with force!

With a bang, the two of them collided!

Then the swords and swords flashed at the same time, and they collided fiercely one after another.

The sounds of swords touching each other were so dense that even the ears had no time to distinguish them.

Dangdangdangdangdangdangdang...

Fang Che seemed to have lost his temper. The sword in his hand was flying up and down, and he picked up various moves at will. Every sword was perfectly restrained against the opponent's sword.

And each knife is heavier than the other.

But Wu Shuang and Bi Ren, who was fighting, were both relieved.

Because the Bi Ren family's mental skills are very clever, the spiritual power naturally changes within the meridians. Every time the weapons collide, it seems to be evenly matched, but every time the opponent's power is borrowed a little by him.

Just keep colliding, and when the balance of spiritual power in the body is reached, a double click will appear instantly.

That is to say, the opponent's sword energy and your own sword energy are sent out at the same time, one tangible and the other invisible!

Such a move is hard for any enemy to guard against.

Moreover, Bi Ren has never used this move before.

Although Bi Ren was at a disadvantage, he gritted his teeth and held on, counting silently in his heart.

Nearly two hundred fights!

The accumulated strength is almost gone.

finally!

Following the sound of the bell, Bi Ren let out a muffled roar and stabbed out the sword in his hand like an angry dragon. At the same time, he shook his left elbow, and a powerful and heavy sword energy rushed out perfectly!

It goes straight to Fang Che's throat.

Double click for double kill!

At the same time, the sword energy blockade laid by Fang Che had also taken shape. The sword wind became more and more fierce, and waves of evil energy began to spurt out.

He was already prepared for the starting move of the Hattian Sword.

In order to avoid being recognized by others, he used more than 200 knives to cover up his improved sword.

At this moment, he suddenly felt something strange in the opponent's attack, and in an instant, his swords and swords came back.

This is my knife that was borrowed by the other party!

Fang Che immediately woke up.

But he was not afraid at all. When the blade was drawn, the sword energy spread all around him. In an instant, all the rivers and seas merged into the sea, and the evil energy surged out wildly.

The first form of the Hatetian Sword Technique, Hatetian has no eyes.

Ignoring the opponent's two attacks, he swept out wildly.

The gushing murderous aura, evil spirit and murderous intention swept through the entire venue like a frenzy.

The sword energy of more than two hundred swords combined with the first move of the Hentian Sword came out in a torrent.

Although the sword energy left by each sword is only a tiny bit, when all are combined together, the power is still earth-shattering.

With two clanging sounds, Bi Ren's attack fell into the tide of knives, just like two rivers rushing into the sea, and were instantly eliminated and assimilated, but the sea was still surging and rolling in wildly.

Bi Jia's double blades were knocked out before they had time to take effect, and then Fang Che's blades stopped on Bi Ren's neck.

The blade slightly sliced ​​through the skin.

Yin Xiao grabbed the blade of the knife.

"The victory is decided!"

"Guardian, Fang Chesheng!"

Bi Ren's eyes were still in disbelief until the end.

How did my secret technique of one blade and two blades fail? Why didn't it work?

There is only one reason that Fang Che can think of, and the reason why Fang Che can do this.

"He still has something to hide!"

The first words Bi Ren said to Wu Shuang after he came off the field.

Wu Shuang's pupils shrank.

The combat power that Fang Che has shown now makes him feel a little bit invincible. If the other party has something to hide...

Wouldn't it be inevitable to lose today?

He touched himself and took a deep breath.

It seems that the means that I don't want to use have to be used.

There is only one Wu Shuang left in the Only One Orthodox Church, so there is no need to draw lots.

…

The cheers guarding this place grew louder and louder than the waves. Some people were almost hoarse from shouting.

They all believed that Fang Che could turn the tide and were looking forward to this scene.

One man is at the gate, and the mainstay is in the middle.

At the critical moment, when all his comrades had been defeated and he was the last one left, Hengdao came out and made a desperate comeback. Complete a shocking reversal!

Such legendary stories are only heard in legends, but today, I was lucky enough to witness them.

In the stands.

Yan Nan sighed lightly, but Dongfang Sansan smiled: "Why are you sighing?"

"Wu Shuang is no match for Fang Che."

Yan Nan's voice was solemn: "If Wu Shuang wants to win, there is only one way."

Dongfang Sansan said calmly: "Are you talking about using underhanded means or using external forces?"

"Yes!"

Yan Nan readily admitted: "Once that kind of method comes out, Fang Che may not be able to resist it."

Dongfang Sansan said meaningfully: "Combat pet, do you hope Wu Shuang will use this method? Or not?"

"nonsense!"

Yan Nan said: "Of course I hope not to use this method."

Dongfang Sansan nodded slowly and said, "I hope he comes out."

The two looked at each other and said at the same time: "Hahaha..."

When they have reached this stage, they naturally understand that in such a decisive battle, it is a huge mistake to make extravagant moves: because they have no confidence in themselves!

If a warrior loses his self-confidence, how can he talk about reaching the top?

And once you taste the sweetness of using outside moves, you will rely more on it from now on; and no one can avoid this mentality.

But like this, when you reach a higher realm, you will find that the way forward is cut off.

They will never reach the level of Duan Xiyang, Xue Fuxiao and others.

This is also the reason why Duan Xiyang and others basically don’t have any auxiliary battle pets except their own weapons - they abandoned that from the beginning!

If Wu Shuang defeated Fang Che using this method, then Wu Shuang would never reach the top in this life.

If Wu Shuang still can't defeat Fang Che with this method, then Wu Shuang's life is basically over.

This is a very subtle psychology, but this psychology is something that no one can change.

Once it is raised, it is used. When should it be used? Use it at critical times. If you feel like you can't do it anymore, just use it.

Then...the fighting spirit will be worn away little by little.

Dongfang Sansan shook his head and said with a smile: "Your worries are unnecessary."

"What?"

"Because the day Wu Shuang raised a battle pet, he was destined not to reach the top in his life."

Dongfang Sansan said calmly: "So I remind you...change his direction and train him quickly."

Yan Nan looked shocked.

He was enlightened and said, "Why did you remind me?"

"Because Wu Shuang is no longer a threat. And let me remind you, it has no effect."

Dongfang Sansan said calmly: "As for whether other young people should have war pets, you don't have any say. You can take care of Yan Beihan, that's good. You are also a person who has come from a young age. Think about you. Myself, who could persuade you at that time? Can the stubbornness of young people be educated by the old world? "

"Only when they encounter a lot of blood themselves will they know how to repent. After all, you will regret less when the book is used, and you will not know the difficulty until it has happened."

"So I told you, I reminded you, what can you do? What can you change?"

Dongfang Sansan asked with a smile.

"You're such a mouthful!"

Yan Nan was extremely depressed and said, "I shouldn't be talking to you."

"Then let's see how the battle begins."

Dongfang Sansan looked at the field.

…

In the field, Wu Shuang was already locked in a fierce battle with Fang Che, and two figures, one black and one white, turned into two whirlwinds.

Sometimes black and white are distinct, and sometimes they are directly rolled together, black and white billowing and rotating into a whole.

The swords clashed very rarely.

Both of their moves were extremely delicate.

Fang Che is an improved version of the Hattian Sword, Feitian Sword, and Futu Sword. When the murderous aura and murderous intent bonus are not used, the perfect sword style is enough to cope with it.

Wu Shuang's sword technique is extremely light and delicate.

It was completely two extremes from the broad swordsmanship he had shown before.

Both of their bodies were spinning at high speed, looking like twins fighting.

Feng Xiangdong and the others stared, not daring to breathe.

When you meet an opponent in chess, you will meet a good talent!

Finally... in the chaos of black and white, black and white suddenly became clear. Wu Shuang and Fang Che somersaulted back at the same time, and then their swords merged into one at the same time. The Sword of the Sun, brilliant and brilliant, appeared again, illuminating the world.

Wu Shuang's sword power also became explosive to the extreme. If Fang Che's sword was like the sun shining brightly, then Wu Shuang's sword was like a huge bomb that suddenly exploded.

The two collided wildly.

Blood suddenly splashed into the blue sky.

Then both of them seemed to be drunk, spinning and retreating.

Every time Fang Che retreated, blood spurted out from his shoulders and abdomen.

Every time Wu Shuang retreated, blood flew from his chest and head.

Both of them were injured. Obviously, Wu Shuang's injury was in a fatal position, but Fang Che was not. Moreover, there were obviously much more blood stains on Wu Shuang's side than on Fang Che's side.

In the second circle of spinning and retreating, Wu Shuang shook his sleeves, and a cloud of black smoke suddenly emerged, rolling and spreading, covering the battlefield.

In the stands, Yan Nan sighed slightly.

It is clear that this descendant of the Wu family has become useless again.

In the black smoke, three black shadows flashed like ghosts, like three thin needles, heading straight towards Fang Che at a speed that exceeded the flow of light.

Fang Che's sense of crisis completely emerged.

The footsteps suddenly stopped, the sword light suddenly became louder, the shocking air made a 'buzz' sound, and all the evil and murderous aura exploded at the same time!

In the field, a tragic ancient battlefield suddenly appeared, and the door to the netherworld suddenly opened.

He hates the sky and has no eyes, and launches with all his strength.

At the same time as he attacks, his whole body is protected from the elements.

He just retreated and spun on purpose, he just stopped when he said he wanted to.

I only felt that there seemed to be some small obstacle in the sword's power.

But then it disappeared.

Fang Che immediately threw away the knife in his hand. His body was like an arrow leaving the string, and he suddenly retreated eight feet, out of the range of the black smoke. His body spun in the air and stretched, like an eagle dancing high in the sky or a roc spreading its wings.

Suddenly seven streams of light flashed through the black smoke.

Thirteen fatal knives!

The flying knife stunt finally reappears in the world.

This move is the seven stars in the sky!

Wu Shuang's body was spinning. At this time, his mind was full of energy but his strength was insufficient. Moreover, his eyes were blocked by the thick black smoke and he could not see the opponent's attack at all.

Puff puff……

Wu Shuang's left shoulder, right shoulder, left leg and right leg were stabbed at the same time, with transparent holes and blood spurting out.

Four flying knives penetrated the body and swept through the air with blood lines, and then returned to Fang Che's hands.

But the three flying knives flying towards the forehead, throat, and heart were held in Yun Du's hands.

"What a powerful flying knife."

Yundu's eyes changed when he looked at Fang Che.

How come this guy has hidden so much even after fighting until now?

"It's even more powerful here."

Fang Che's knife had been thrown away.

The entire knife was completely black.

He pointed with the tip of his sword to the spot between the two of them where the black smoke had dissipated, where there were still nine needle-sized insects wriggling on the ground.

This was something Wu Shuang released. The moment he approached Fang Che, he was cut into three pieces by Fang Che's sword.

But he was not dead yet and was still squirming.

"Sky Poison Nematode!"

Yundu stepped forward and took a look, and couldn't help but change his expression.

The Sky Poison Nematode feeds on essence and blood, growing up with its master until it reaches its extreme level, becoming invulnerable and moving almost as fast as a streamer.

Once it bites a person, the whole body will turn into pus and blood and die.

Even if it hits something, this thing will definitely not be usable.

For example, Fang Che's knife now.

Total darkness.

And there was a faint black smoke.

Looking at the knife that Fang Che threw on the ground, Feng Xiangdong and others shivered and turned pale.

If he and Fang Che were in the same place, I am afraid that he and the others would have turned into pus and blood by now.

Because, ask yourself, they will never abandon their weapons.

Fang Che stood far away and held his breath. Said: "Senior, give me my flying knife."

Yun Du threw the flying knife over casually and said, "I'm just curious, how did you think of throwing away your knife in the first place?"

Fang Che said calmly: "It's nothing, just throw it away first. If there is no problem, I will pick it back up. Anyway, I have won; if there is a problem, I can save my life. It's very simple."

Very simple?

All four referees were speechless.

This very simple thing of yours is something that more than 99% of Jianghu people will never be able to do in their lifetime.

"The winner has been decided! Guardian, Fang Chesheng!"

Yun Du flicked his finger, and a stream of milky white spiritual energy fell on Fang Che's sword on the ground. With a snap, white light flashed, and the whole sword suddenly became clean.

The toxins on it are instantly removed.

Fang Che waved his hand and took the knife back, holding it in his hand: "Thank you, senior."

"Are you so confident that I can cleanse you of the poison?" Yun Du said calmly.

"If the senior cannot be cleansed, it will be a small matter for the junior to be poisoned and die, but it will be a big deal for the senior to have his face damaged." Fang Che said with a smile.

Yundu couldn't help but smile: "You are quite good."

Then it was announced: "In the king-level battle, guardian Fang Che won the championship. Weiwo Zhengtong Wu Shuang won the runner-up, Bi Yan, the third runner-up, and Bai Xu, the palace runner-up."

The guardian won the king-level battle!

In the surrounding stands, the people on the Guardian side burst into cheers.

…

"You got another large spiritual crystal vein."

Yan Nan said calmly.

"I will arrange for people to mine." Dongfang Sansan's face was not happy, but rather thoughtful.

Yan Nan twitched his chin, looked at Fang Che in the field, and said, "I'm afraid you can't keep this champion candidate."

Dongfang Sansan also looked at Fang Che and said, "It depends on how many of you come to fill this hole."

Yan Nan shook his head and laughed, and said: "I won't do anything, but this kid has probably offended everyone who can and cannot be offended. These little guys below will not let him go."

Dongfang Sansan said calmly: "Let me remind you, you should think about why he is so offended."

Yan Nan's face darkened: "Not bad."

"So, if you, the descendants of the deputy chief leader, are slaughtered in the guardian territory, it is your own fault. It has nothing to do with us."

Dongfang Sansan rolled his eyelids and said, "You have no reason to get angry and start a fight."

Yan Nan's face darkened.

Eyes twinkling.

Nod slowly.

Act like 'you have a point'.

But he knew in his heart that Dongfang Sansan could see these things, so why couldn't Yan Nan?

Secretly thinking in his heart, Dongfang Sansan now started to defend Fang Che, both in words and in words.

We'll have to add more fire later.

Wu Shuang was carried down with blood flowing from four holes in his body, but he had the Danyun Divine Pill, so he quickly returned to normal, but his face was pale and defeated, and even his eyes were a little hollow.

He didn't expect that he would be defeated so miserably.

Wu Shuang's father, Wu Zhiyun, quietly came to his son's side. Seeing this decadent look, he hated iron and said angrily: "After a single defeat, this is what you do?"

Wu Shuang lowered his head and did not dare to speak.

"Stop raising your Sky Poison Nematode from now on and concentrate on martial arts." Wu Zhiyun sighed.

"……I……"

Wu Shuang defended weakly: "...I just haven't grown up. As I grow up, the Sky Poison Nematode will become more and more powerful."

"But your path to martial arts will be cut off!"

Wu Zhiyun said angrily in a low voice.

"There are so many spiritual pets in our sect, but we haven't seen anyone lose their martial arts."

"But have you seen any of these spiritual pets reaching their peak?"

"...Lingkong also raised it, why didn't anyone say anything?"

"You are different from Ling Kong."

Wu Zhiyun was furious at his son's stubbornness: "Lingkong has an out-of-touch nature, and he is that kind of person, so having a spiritual pet complements him in combat power, but you are different, do you understand?"

"...Yes, my son knows."

Wu Shuang agreed and lowered his head. But he was thinking in his heart: "I don't have a spiritual pet, what should I do if I encounter someone like Fang Che again? As long as I take another step forward and my battle pet takes another step forward, Fang Che will die from the Sky Poison Nematode even if his fighting power is better than mine; If I don’t take care of him, will I have to wait for death if something like this happens in the future?”

"There are so many people in the world who are better than me in combat. I don't know when I will encounter them. If I don't even have the means to save my life, wouldn't I die early? My father has been pampered for so many years and has not gone out on the battlefield. He can no longer keep up with the situation. …”

All the nine king-level people were disgraced and depressed.

The battle was defeated.

Everyone has to eat a meal when they go back. The miserable days in the future can now be predicted.

…

Fang Che went back and received a hero's welcome.

Feng Xiangdong and other eight people lifted him up and circled the field.

Wherever he passed, countless people jumped and cheered, and the atmosphere was warm.

"Hero! Hero! Fang Che! Fang Che!"

From now on, the name Fang Che will be widely spread in the mainland.

Dongfang Sansan looked at it calmly.

Yan Nan also looked at it calmly.

He is calculating Fang Che's public opinion; with such public opinion and such great achievements in hand, who dares to doubt that this is the Night Demon?

In the crowd in the stands.

Mo Ganyun and others were also cheering, their faces under the cloak flushed with excitement.

Laughing and jumping, I couldn't be happier.

Finally, the atmosphere relaxed, and the four of them retracted into the crowd.

Mo Ganyun straightened the red scarf on his head carefully, coughed, and said seriously: "Boss Fang will always be my boss."

Sing in the Rain and the other three laughed together.

They asked together: "Why, are you scared?"

"It's okay if you're not a coward."

Mo Ganyun rolled his eyes and cursed: "Didn't you realize that many of the methods that Boss Fang used to beat us in the martial arts academy are not used today..."

Yu Zhongge looked frustrated: "I originally wanted to usurp the throne, but now it seems... I can only continue to be a puppet. I'm afraid I will have to be the puppet boss for a while."

Jing Shuanggao said: "But now, the gap between us and Boss Fang is not that big. If the four of us join together, we may be a little bit sure of winning."

Qiu Yunshang scorned: "Absolutely, maybe, do you think what you are saying is so human? Four people are going up together... and they are only a little sure of winning! Damn!"

"But we are about to break through the emperor level; after breaking through the emperor level, we should be able to lead for a while."

Yu Zhongge's eyes flashed as he said, "So we must make use of this time. No matter what, we can't be surpassed by him... and we can't be surpassed by him too quickly."

He wanted to say, ‘I can’t let him catch up with me,’ but he really didn’t know what he was doing. I had to change my words to 'can't be surpassed by him too quickly. ’

What he said really made me feel that I had no confidence.