In the extraordinary world, I can only travel to the world of women

Chapter 283 Did anyone look at me?

The voice just fell.

The long sword came out of the body.

The extremely sharp sword energy just showed its edge, and the chilling meaning behind it made everyone's scalp numb!

The two of them fought instantly, and their sword energy cut open several cracks in the surroundings. Even the attackers who didn't know what was going on were so frightened that they backed away.

Suddenly, both sides stopped.

"Why can't your sword come out of your body?"

"This sword is too sharp and inappropriate."

"What's inappropriate?"

"I'm afraid you'll lose money. You have no money now."

Liang Tianmu was silent for a moment.

"Give me the money!!!"

A flash of white light flashed faintly in the long sword in his hand, flying above the sword's edge.

As soon as the two swords touched, the bronze scabbard in Fang Xing's hand was chipped away like rotten wood.

Liang Tianmu's face turned pale, he took a step back and took a breath.

Fang Xing looked at the sword in his hand and asked in surprise:

"Sword light!?"

"Have you developed your sword power?"

Liang Tianmu raised his head and said with a proud face:

"How about it, you're awesome!"

"No one in Huashan has mastered it for more than a hundred years!"

"Hurry up and return the money to me, otherwise I will just pass the sword up and this one in your hand will..."

As he spoke, Liang Tianmu made a gesture with his sword.

With just a swipe of the sword in his hand, he heard a clang.

"Oh, your sword is so fragile..."

"Mist grass!"

"My sword!"

"My sword!!!"

Fang Xing held the sword and wanted to explain, telling him that the material in his hand was extraordinary after all, but he felt that he might not know what an evil god or a Mary Sue was, so he didn't bother to say more.

The monk behind stood up and dragged Liang Tianmu, who was rolling on the ground, to the table. While dragging, he explained to Fang Xing:

"The sword in his hand cost him half of his fortune. It's normal to feel distressed."

"It's okay. You can return the money to him later and he can buy another one."

"Don't deny it. He is really crying. We have tried it all and he cried so much."

Two people in a row lost, and many elite disciples who originally wanted to come forward were silent.

With the strength that Fang Xing is showing now.

Unless everyone joins in and risk their lives, it is possible to hurt him.

But that’s not appropriate either!

Even though the beauty is good, she wouldn’t trade it with her life!

Just now.

A young Taoist squeezed through the crowd and walked toward Fang Xing.

"Give me a little bit, give me a little bit, thank you."

Standing still in front of Fang Xing, cupping his fists and cupping his hands:

"Hello, Master, I'm Qiu Wuye of the Kunlun Sect."

This name once again caused exclamations from the surrounding people.

Qiu Wuye of the Kunlun School is known as the three new masters of contemporary Kunlun.

What was previously known as the Three Wonders of Kunlun was still the patriarch who single-handedly revitalized Kunlun.

It is said that Qiu Wuye was born with great intelligence. He learned all the Kunlun Sect's 1,275 sword techniques before he was seventeen years old. He was also taught the master's internal skills in advance by the leader as an exception. It can be said that although he did not have any achievements, But no one dares to look down upon it.

"Are you here to compete in martial arts too?"

"Yes, but no need."

After saying that, Qiu Wuye walked directly towards the table behind him.

Fang Xing:? ? ? ?

"What do you mean, you're not here to compete?"

"Yeah, but I don't think it's necessary."

The Taoist waved his hand, and after sitting down, he patted Liangtianmu to express comfort.

Then he continued:

"I am known as the three masters of music, swordsmanship and internal skills."

"This bald donkey's music is better than mine, this retard... I'm not talking about you, I'm not talking about you! I said it wrong, I said it wrong!"

"Liang Tianmu's swordsmanship is better than mine. He has already developed his sword skills. How can we compare?"

"The rest is internal strength. I don't think there is any need to compete."

After saying that, he took a long breath.

A square table was full.

Fang Xing also sat back at the table, took out melon seeds from his pocket, and gave each person a handful. By the way, he also returned the banknote to Liang Tianmu.

There was no way, what the monk said was true, he cried so loudly that even sitting together felt awkward!

"Just you three?"

"No, four of them, the little old man is here too."

"Then why doesn't he come out?"

"Ah, he has a grudge against you, so he needs to be well prepared."

As soon as I heard there was a grudge.

Fang Xing's expression became serious.

After all, as the owner of the village, he has too many enemies!

"May I ask, what grudge?"

"His wife knows you, and she doesn't count as a wife. His fiancée knows you, and then ran away with you, and then he realized it."

"Yes, we later saw his wife on the way here. When we inquired about it, we found out that she got pregnant after meeting you, and later married a handsome and rich young man."

"So don't I finally find you here? Let's have a good fight."

Fang Xing thought about it for a moment.

Ok.

A very familiar routine.

Another one who gets pregnant and makes herself the scapegoat!

This time I even carried a big one!

"The little old man you are talking about is..."

"Great disciple of Wudang!"

Fang Xing was stunned for a moment.

"Is it from this generation or the previous generation?"

"It's from this generation."

Fang Xing was immediately relieved.

In my memory, this generation of Wudang disciples indeed have nothing to do with the village owner.

In other words, the eldest disciple of the previous generation had a dispute with him.

A few people were chatting, drinking tea and eating melon seeds.

The raider not far away stood there.

Suddenly I feel very lonely.

Although, there are indeed times when they are not taken seriously in strategy missions.

But this is the first time that I don’t regard myself as a living person!

Didn't he bring someone to ask for an explanation, and finally let Fang Xing marry him with humiliation?

So why did it suddenly turn into a martial arts party!

Looking at Fang Xing who was chatting in front of him, the Raider once again plucked up the courage, strode forward and shouted:

"Fang Xing!"

"I ask you!"

"Are you willing to—"

【Come and die! 】

A Taoist in blue suddenly appeared on the field, shouted loudly, and performed Tai Chi with Bagua steps and hands.

Using internal energy, a Bagua Tai Chi diagram appeared faintly in front of everyone's eyes.

Fang Xing stood up to fight.

On the table, Kunlun sect Qiu Wuye was chewing melon seeds and said:

"I said there's no need to compare internal strength. Look at the internal strength of the little old man, it's outrageous!"

"My master was already over fifty when he cultivated to the point where his inner strength was unleashed, and he was praised as a genius!"

In the first two games, it was actually point-and-shoot, and both sides could feel it.

However, Fang Xing felt something was wrong as soon as this match took place.

The other party is serious!

And for some reason, the man in front of him kept punching his face.

Even if it's obvious that he's going to get kicked extra, he doesn't dodge, and all his moves are aimed at his face!

Fang Xing no longer held back.

In addition to being far stronger than his opponent in terms of body and internal strength, I am no match for him in terms of moves.

It can be said that the other party cannot hurt you.

This will allow you to practice more moves and accumulate experience against the enemy.

Both sides exchanged moves and styles, and the fight was back and forth.

Whether they were eating melon seeds on the table or watching from a distance, they were all watching the fight between the two sides.

Only the Raiders.

Standing on the sidelines, feeling the flying sand and rocks hitting my face.

Slightly helpless.

(End of this chapter)