Lord of the Night

Fang Che nodded repeatedly and said, "Thank you, Brother Ding, for caring and understanding."

He let out a long sigh and said: "I will not defend what happened to Ximen Xuri before. What is right and what is wrong, what is right and what is wrong, it is completely meaningless to talk about it at this moment. But I really don't want such bloodshed to happen again. "

He solemnly turned around and faced the two referees for instruction. His voice was solemn: "Teacher, I have a sword technique. If you are forced to the extreme, when you use it, the blood in your body will instantly evaporate, increasing your combat power several times." . And if that move comes out, I have no control over it!"

"I have absolutely no control over the outcome."

Fang Che watched the two referees' lessons seriously and expectantly.

The two referees looked at each other, nodded, and said, "Don't worry, if Ding Juran loses by then, we will take action immediately and no tragedy will happen."

Fang Che nodded gratefully and saluted: "Thank you, teacher."

Then he turned to Ding Ziran and said apologetically: "Brother Ding, don't blame me. I didn't mean to look down on you. It's just that that move was really evil and overbearing, and my current cultivation level is really shallow."

When he said this, Ding Juran felt his sincerity even more. He nodded slowly and said with a stiff face: "I don't blame you."

After thinking about it, I felt that Fang Che had always been friendly and I had been cold, which was wrong, so I spoke again: "If it comes to that moment, I will admit defeat. However, I may not be able to take it!"

There are many words in this sentence.

Fang Che estimated that this was the longest sentence Ding Juran had said this year.

So he nodded, laughed, and said: "Brother Ding, remember, no matter you win or lose..."

Ding Jerran's stern face showed a trace of smile lines, and said: "We are all friends!"

When he said this, his usually silent eyes suddenly lit up.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Fang Che laughed, raised his arms, and the black dark gold-patterned cloak flew out like a dark cloud.

The sword flashed.

The long knife is in hand.

There was a clang from the opposite side, and the sword energy rushed up.

Fang Che's eyes flashed and he immediately remembered the information Sun Yuan had given him: Ding Juran was born with a sword, had a cold personality, was not approachable, was unsmiling, and could usually go a whole day without saying a word.

Ding Juran's sword is extremely sharp.

But Fang Che watched Ding Juran's battles several times and always felt that something was wrong.

He had gone through more than a thousand battles in his previous life, and he could tell at a glance that Ding Juran definitely had something to hide.

Because I have seen many people born with sword bones.

Ding Juran's sword is indeed outstanding. However, there is still a long way to go before he can surpass the same level in his life with his amazing talent and beauty like a natural sword bone!

"Since it is a natural sword bone, it is impossible to have this level. If it were not for a natural sword bone, it would not be so easy for a young man from an ordinary family to cultivate to this level!"

"So, if something goes wrong, there must be a monster!"

Fang Che cheered up.

The long knife unfolded Sun Yuan's rolling sword technique, which was impervious to wind and rain.

Below, everyone's expressions were a little strange.

There is an expression of "Have I seen this episode?"

Because the current battle situation is exactly the same as the battle between Fang Che and Ximen Xuri.

Almost identical.

Fang Che clicked again... and fell into a disadvantage!

Being suppressed again!

It's also a three-point attack and seven-point defense, and it's hard to support!

Many senior martial arts students have reached the level of grand master or even higher general level, and each one of them is muttering in his heart: This kid, won't act out the last episode again, will he?

The sword light is dense and dense, and the sword energy is so cold that it bites the bones!

The two of them were tumbling and rolling, making hundreds of moves on the stage in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang.

The swords clashed and the sparks dazzled.

As expected, Fang Che used his brute strength to force a blow and widen the distance. Then he shouted loudly and stood up.

The sword light suddenly unfolded, and mercury fell down like a carpet.

It is the "Flying Sword Technique" that Sun Yuanzhan became famous for.

The name Feitian Sword King comes from this set of sword techniques!

"The sword technique is exquisite, but the potential of this sword technique is average. It is not a high-level combat method, but it is extremely proficient in mastering it. As far as this set of sword techniques is concerned, it has reached the level of proficiency."

The two referees stared at the field and commented secretly in their hearts.

Dangdangdang...

A series of sounds of weapons clashing sounded, which was the collision of swords countless times.

Sparks were scattered one after another.

The situation reversed instantly.

Fang Che fully occupied the ninth level of offensive, while Ding Jingran was on the ground, struggling to hold on!

With a clang, the swords collided again, and Fang Che once again flew up with the sword light, hovering in the air.

The sword's light was sharp, falling from the sky like a long dragon.

"Well done!"

Ding Juran roared, and a hint of fanatical fighting spirit flashed on his usually cold and rigid face.

With a flick of the long sword, a large sword flower suddenly bloomed.

With a bang, Fang Che flew up again and dived again.

Fang Che seemed to have turned into a flying bird, constantly falling and flying up again. For half a quarter of an hour, his feet did not even touch the ground!

Just the force of the tip of the knife was enough for him to fly up and strike again!

Like a vigorous flying eagle, it is constantly attacking the rabbit on the ground.

The sword was shining coldly, and every moment was a bloody disaster!

Suppressing Ding Juran with all his might.

As long as Ding Juran's sword light has the potential to surge, he will immediately suppress it with stronger force!

Fang Che dived, dived again, dived again.

Ding Juran's trump card must be forced out!

Otherwise, it is always a worry.

boom!

There was another loud noise, and Ding Ziran staggered back. There was already a gap in the long sword in his hand.

After all, the long sword is a light weapon, not a head-on weapon.

Fang Che forced him to fight so savagely because he was using a knife!

Born to take advantage.

Head-to-head confrontation, sword versus sword!

Ding Juran retreated fifteen feet directly to the edge of the ring!

Then he suddenly made a move: the sword in his hand came to his left hand!

With a kick of both feet, the sword light suddenly shot up into the sky.

There was a hissing sound in the air, and there was sword energy slashing through the air!

Ding Juran rushed up, like a sword, rushing up brightly, as if he was going to rush into the white clouds!

Fang Che hovered in the sky, his eyes suddenly flashed.

Sure enough, my guess was good. The trump card is here!

Let me just say that if this boy was born with sword bones, he would never have the fighting power he has now!

It turned out to be a left-handed sword.

He's left-handed!

Now that he had forced out the opponent's backhand, Fang Che no longer held back.

As the sword light rushed up, Fang Che shouted: "Dao Yan Pagoda!"

He also harnessed the light of the sword and soared into the sky. This time, he rushed directly seven feet into the air!

Then it spun in the air!

The light of the sword drew a large circle in the air, leaving a complete trace, and then a mountain of swords formed in front of him, like a pagoda!

The spire continues to form below, and the tower body above is getting thicker and thicker!

The violent murderous aura escaped.

It fell suddenly like thunder from heaven!

The power of this blow has even reached the level of Wuzong!

This sword is a set of sword skills that Fang Che obtained in his previous life; the three swords of Futu!

Since I had always used a sword in my previous life, I had never used it before.

Now, the first move is used!

Even though Ding Juran was born with sword bones, how could he be the opponent of Fang Che, who had improved his cultivation several times? What's more, this sword was so murderous that it almost covered Ding Juran's whole body!

The light of the sword collided with each other, and with just two dings, the sword snapped.

The Daoshan Pagoda suddenly fell!

Ding Jieran held the broken sword and staggered back, but his dead eyes burst out with fighting intent, and he kept waving the broken sword to resist the sword energy.

But it is obviously beyond its capabilities.

There was a trace of blood on the body, which was because the sword energy had scratched the skin.

Then the broken sword was completely submerged in the light of the sword.

Ding Juran was about to be cut into pieces by Fang Che.

Suddenly, a figure flashed, and a teacher appeared behind Ding Ziran. He grabbed Ding Ziran by the collar with one hand and threw him out, and stretched his other hand forward.

Just like that, he penetrated Fang Che's sword light, and his two white fingers were like a little girl playing with the wings of a butterfly, gently and deftly holding the tip of the sword.

Clang!

The blade of the long knife twisted in mid-air, like a snake, being pinched by seven inches.

The sword light suddenly disappeared.

Fang Che held a knife in one hand and stopped with his head and feet in mid-air.

The tip of the knife is in the instructor's hand.

After a stalemate for a blink of an eye, Fang Che turned over and fell down, sweating profusely. He exhaled first to dissipate the knife in his chest and said gratefully: "Thank you, teacher!"

The instructor let go of the tip of the knife and said with a smile, "Is this the move you said you couldn't control?"

"yes."

Fang Che nodded and admitted, looking at the teacher with enthusiasm in his eyes, and said: "The teacher is so powerful, he pinched it with two fingers... Now that I think of what he said before the war, the student is very blushing and ashamed."

The teacher laughed and said, "Have you only been exposed to martial arts for a few days? To have this kind of cultivation, this kind of killing and fighting skills, and to be so proficient in them, you can see that you have really worked hard; when I was your age, Not as powerful as you."

"Teacher is so humble. Students still have a lot to improve!"

Fang Che said.

Then he turned to look at Ding Juran and strode over: "Brother Ding, are you okay?"

Ding Juran was still in shock, nodded and said: "I can't catch this sword."

Fang Che said: "As long as it's okay."

He said with a hearty smile: "Don't forget our agreement. Regardless of victory or defeat..."

A trace of struggle and a trace of hesitation flashed in Ding Jieran's eyes, and then he smiled and said: "Of course I will never forget... No matter we win or lose, we are all friends! In critical moments, we help each other and act as a shield for each other!"

Different from the sincerity and enthusiasm when Fang Che said these words; Ding Juran said, "No matter we win or lose, we are all friends!" In critical moments, we help each other and act as a shield for each other! ’ When speaking these words, he spoke every word with a serious expression and a stiff and solemn voice.

When he came to the last four words 'mutual barrier', his voice was even more solemn, like an oath.

And his dead eyes instantly burned like flames as he spoke these words.

This suddenly added a bit of color to his usually stiff face.

Amidst Fang Che's laughter, there was a snap.

The two palms struck each other in the air.

Fang Che looked cheerful and sincere.

Ding Juran's face was stiff, with a forced smile.

There was something strangely warm about it.

Offstage.

Mo Ganyun jumped up and screamed: "Count me in!"

Then he burst into laughter.

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