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Chapter 95 I need to practice combat experience!
The Fang brothers' small courtyard.

Early the next morning, Fang Chen entered the Tongtian Tower as usual, and started the checkpoint mode.

It's just that the gatekeepers at the level of the third level of supernatural powers and secret realms are not so easy to mess with.

Not surprisingly, after starting the challenge, he was killed by the opponent with a sword.

After leaving Tongtian Tower, Fang Chen left the room and sat down in the gazebo in the yard.

"comfortable"

Pour yourself a cup of hot tea, and take a sip with slightly squinted eyes, showing enjoyment.

It has to be said that in this Yuhua sect, even if it is only an outer sect disciple, it is countless times stronger than the Fang family in terms of food, clothing, housing, transportation, and cultivation resources.

Even an ordinary duke's family can't afford such treatment.

It's no wonder that those secular dignitaries sharpened their heads and wanted to squeeze into the Yuhua Gate.

Even if it is just to become one of hundreds of thousands of outer disciples.

"Brother, morning!"

After a while, Fang Han came out and sat down opposite Fang Chen.

"How about it, Xiaohan, are you still used to sleeping here?"

Fang Chen came back to his senses and asked casually.

"There are some people who are not used to it, but this is a trivial matter!"

Fang Han scratched his head and said nonchalantly.

"That's good, you'll get used to it!"

Fang Chen picked up the teacup, put it to his mouth and took a sip, and said leisurely.

"Hey, that's true!"

Fang Han smiled a little embarrassedly.

Afterwards, he seemed to think of something, and asked aloud, "By the way, brother, you don't seem to like that young master very much?"

"It can be said that I feel that this person's motives for approaching us are not pure, which disgusts me!"

Fang Chen drooped his eyelids, and replied calmly.

Although Liu Kang had a good-hearted face and seemed to be well disguised, Fang Chen could feel the darkness in Fang Chen's heart.

This kind of person is not as friendly as it seems on the surface.

"Is that so? I don't think he looks like a good person, so why did you agree to protect him in the end?"

Fang Han recalled Liu Kang's appearance, and couldn't help complaining.

"This kind of insidious villain, if you reject him, I'm afraid it will make him hold a grudge and make small tricks in secret!"

Fang Chen waved his hand and explained: "I'm not afraid of these little tricks, but you are not necessarily!"

"Besides, there is only a thousand days to be a thief, how can there be a thousand days to guard against a thief?"

"So, after thinking about it, I just took him with me!"

"If there is a chance, kill him directly, and it will be over!"

Although it is unreasonable to do so, the world of cultivating immortals has never been a place to be reasonable.

A big fist is the truth!
"This"

Hearing this absurd reason, Fang Han only felt a little dazed.

Originally, he thought that his brother would say that, for the sake of the other party's father being the Marquis of Zhenyuan, try not to offend this person.

But he didn't expect at all that what my brother wanted was to find an opportunity to kill this person.

However, the reason he did this was because he was afraid that the other party would plot against his younger brother.

Thinking of this, Fang Han felt a burst of warmth in his heart.

"Brother, there's no need for you to do this. I'm afraid you'll offend Marquis Zhenyuan."

Fang Han's eyes were reddish, and he said with some worry in his touch.

"It's okay, it's just the Marquis of a secular dynasty, he can't stretch out such a long hand!"

Fang Chen directly interrupted his words, and said decisively: "The world of cultivating immortals is not like hello, hello, hello, everyone, it's impossible!"

"In this world, either you kill me or I kill you. How can there be any reason?"

"If we two brothers don't harden our hearts, I'm afraid we will be eaten to pieces!"

"Xiaohan, I hope you can understand this truth!"

"Treat your loved ones as warmly as a sunny March day; treat your enemies as ruthlessly as the autumn wind sweeps away fallen leaves!"

In the original book, Fang Han who first entered the Yuhuamen was only a little selfish, far less ruthless than the latter, and even practiced kung fu by eating people.

However, the world of cultivating immortals is not as beautiful as he imagined, and the road is full of intrigue and power struggle.

As a result, Fang Han gradually turned black, and in order to achieve his goal, it can be said that he used all means.

He is ruthless to the enemy, as long as he offends him, there is almost no good end.

But fortunately, he has clear grievances and grievances, and he is very kind to those around him.

In this life, Fang Chen came across time. Under his protection, Fang Han was like a child who hadn't grown up, and his thinking was relatively innocent.

After this incident of his own, Fang Chen didn't know whether it was good or bad for Fang Han.

He can only do his best to help him grow.

"Brother, you are right, even when we were in Fang's house, those slaves often bullied us!"

Fang Han's eye circles were reddish, as if he recalled his childhood.

At that time, the two brothers who had lost their parents depended on each other, and they were bullied.

Fortunately, after all those years, when my brother grew up and gained some status in the Fang family, life was not so difficult at last.

Changing the background from the Fang family to the Yuhua family is actually the same reason.

Tear away all the camouflage, leaving only the naked jungle, nothing more!

"It's good that you know this truth!"

Fang Chen nodded in satisfaction.

He could understand the reason behind it, and it was finally worth his painstaking efforts.

"Brother, I don't want to go on like this anymore, help me practice!"

At this time, Fang Han with red eyes suddenly gritted his teeth and said harshly.

"Help you practice? How?"

Hearing this, Fang Chen seemed to recall such a story in the original book.

It's just that the object of sparring was replaced by Princess Hongyi.

"We are actually fighting, don't show mercy, just come and kill me!"

Fang Han gritted his teeth and said, "I need actual combat, a lot of actual combat, to exercise my actual combat experience!"

"Okay, that brother won't be polite to you!"

Fang Chen thought about it, but did not refuse.

It is a good thing to be able to recognize your own shortcomings and learn to improve.

As a brother, he has no reason to refuse!
"Brother, you are welcome, just point out my shortcomings!"

Fang Han, who made up his mind, wished that his brother could really kill, so as to hone himself.

Soon, the two came to stand in the courtyard, each holding a long sword facing each other.

"Xiaohan, accept the move!"

Fang Chen flicked his wrist, used Dugu Nine Swords, and stabbed.

"Shhhh."

Dao Dao Jian Guang is like a peacock opening its tail, blooming a dazzling brilliance.

As the sword light radiated, Fang Han only felt a chill all over his body, and there were endless dangers hidden under that dazzling brilliance.

Feeling the murderous aura, he tried his best to dodge.

Puchi!

A long bloodstain appeared on his forehead, the blood was overflowing, and the white bones were visible to the naked eye.

"The movement is half a breath slow, if you are in a life-and-death fight, how can you survive? Come again!"

Fang Chen kept a cold face, not being moved by it, the sword's momentum changed, and Fang Han was circled under the sword.

"Understood bro!"

Listening to his brother's reprimand, Fang Han gritted his teeth, endured the pain, shook his long sword, and went forward again.

In the small courtyard, the sword light was roaring and hissing.

Fang Chen carried it on his back with one hand, and held a sword in the other. The shadow of the sword poured down like a waterfall.

As soon as the sword was released, the sound of wind and thunder followed.

"Is this how the Dugu Nine Swords are used? It pays attention to flexibility and change, and it is a powerful and unconstrained style."

".Nothing can be done, nothing can come out, everything can't be entered"

".Freedom, no regulation, whatever you want."

"Your sword moves are too rigid, watch out."

From time to time, he pointed out the shortcomings of Fang Han's sword moves, Fang Chen's subordinates were merciless, and the moves were almost fatal.

Thanks to the Tongtian Pagoda function in the chat group, he had practiced the Dugu Nine Swords to a great level by dying once a day.

Whether it's the Huashan School's swordsmanship or other swordsmanship, they are all handcrafted.

Perhaps the last move was 'there is a phoenix to come', and the next move would be 'the sword comes out of Huashan'.

Every move and every style shows the demeanor of a master.

In comparison, Fang Han's response was even more clumsy, and his flustered hands could not stop Fang Chen's unleashed sword shadow.

"Puff puff."

Soon, there were more and more wounds on Fang Han's body, and the blood flowed continuously.

At this time, he would wipe the wound hard to stop the bleeding.

Continue to fight, dodge left and right, and fight back violently.

But after a while, there were a few more sword marks on his body.

However, he didn't care at all.

There seemed to be boundless energy all over his body, trying his best to dodge the sword light, and looking for opportunities to fight back from it.

A stick of incense!

Half an hour!

an hour!
In the end, Fang Han's whole body was covered with blood, as if he had been hacked into pieces and put to death.

"Stop, Xiaohan, that's all for today! You bandage the wound, and then review the gains and losses by yourself!"

The swishing sword light disappeared in an instant, Fang Chen retracted the sword and stood there, with a hint of worry in his expression.

If it weren't for the Nine-Aperture Golden Elixir in Fang Han's body still exerting its effect, he wouldn't dare to make such a deadly move.

If you want to accumulate actual combat effects in a short period of time, there is no better way than this.

"it is good!"

Fang Han grinned in response when he heard the words, and walked slowly back to the room.

"Stinky Boy"

Putting away the long sword casually, Fang Chen shook his head, walked to the pavilion and sat down.

Pour yourself a cup of hot tea, take a sip, close your eyes, and open the chat group.

He didn't need to practice, and no one saw him practice.

There is a chat group plug-in, which can hang up "Jiuyang Shengong 2" for 24 hours and practice automatically.

It has the function of Tongtian Tower outside, sharpening martial arts on the edge of life and death.

There is no need to practice endlessly day and night like other people.

Therefore, whenever Fang Chen was free, he went to the water group, bragging with the members of the sand sculpture group.

in the room.

"Hiss, it hurts so much"

Fang Han bared his teeth and muttered, stroking his heart, and forcibly stimulated the medicinal power of the Nine-Aperture Golden Pill!

According to his experience, the faster the medicinal power of the Nine-Aperture Golden Pill is released, the faster his body will recover.

It was because of the Nine-Aperture Golden Elixir in his body that he dared to work so hard.

"buzz"

The next moment, the golden core in the heart released a large amount of medicinal power, which began to spread all over his body.

"Ah, Shu Tan."

The power of the medicine soothed the wound on his body, giving people a cool feeling, Fang Han narrowed his eyes comfortably.

Soon, the wounds all over his body stopped bleeding, and the granulation rolled up, and healed automatically.

After a while, only a light red scar remained.

The originally terrible injury quickly recovered.

However, the Nine-Aperture Golden Pill, which was originally the size of an adult's thumb, is now only the size of a grain of rice after more than two months of consumption.

With such a stimulus today, it has narrowed the circle that is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

"This move should be used in this way. That move should take three points of force"

Fang Han didn't care about the shrunken Nine-Aperture Golden Pill. He closed his eyes and resumed the battle just now.

In my mind, my elder brother Fang Chen's sword moves were dripping and deadly, unconstrained and unexpected.
He is desperately absorbing the essence of his brother's sword moves to promote his own growth.

Time passed day by day, and more than half a month had passed since the two brothers entered the Yuhuamen.

The outer sect disciple task that Liu Kang mentioned before has not been issued, and it may still be in the making.

From that day on, Fang Han trained himself crazily like a desperate Saburo.

During the day, he was ravaged by Fang Chen to a bloody mess, but in the afternoon he recovered and reflected on himself.

At night, with a kind of physical strength that completely surpassed the limits of ordinary people, he practiced hard, practiced hard, and practiced hard!

He was squeezing himself crazily, forcing all the medicinal power of the Nine-Aperture Golden Elixir to be fully aroused and fully integrated into his body.

Finally, on the 20th day, after being raped by his brother as usual, Fang Han returned to the room.

As usual, he first roughly wiped away the injuries on his body, and then vigorously stimulated the Nine-Aperture Golden Pill in his heart.

"Boom."

The next moment, the tiny Nine-Aperture Golden Elixir was completely disintegrated and turned into infinite heat.

This infinite energy exploded instantly, permeating Fang Chen's whole body, roaring up and down inside and outside his body.

In the end, it gathered into a golden light, settled in his bone marrow, and merged with the bone marrow.

"Huh, huh, huh."

Inspired by the power of the medicine, the dead skin marks of thousands of sword wounds on Fang Han's skin automatically fell off.

Like a dragon and snake shedding its skin, it fell down with a clatter.

The new skin becomes tougher and firmer, as if the sebum is covered with a thick film!
"click"

Fang Han stood up abruptly, clasped his hands, and his knuckles creaked.

He felt his whole body was filled with endless explosive power.

At this moment, he finally broke through to the eighth level of supernatural power in the physical body.

The whole body strength has been greatly increased to five horsepower, almost doubled.

"Finally, all the Nine-Aperture Golden Pills have been refined!"

"Ha ha."

Feeling his own strength, Fang Han couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Well, yes, I have finally broken through the Eighth Layer Realm!"

Hearing the movement, Fang Chen pushed open the door and walked in, complimenting him.

Fang Han, who had just broken through, showed his sharpness, and his whole temperament changed drastically, as dazzling as a sharp sword that has just begun.

"hey-hey."

Seeing his eldest brother Fang Chen come in, Fang Han scratched his head and laughed.

"It seems that the Nine-Aperture Golden Elixir has completely disappeared, and you will have to rely on yourself in the future!"

Fang Chen's gaze was like a torch, and through Fang Han's body, he saw that his heart was empty.

The Nine-Aperture Golden Elixir that he had stuffed into it had completely disappeared.

"Hey, it's okay, brother, you have been promoted to the tenth level of the physical body without relying on the Nine-Aperture Golden Core, and you are about to break through the mysterious realm of supernatural powers. I believe I can do it too!"

Fang Han licked his lips and said confidently.

"That's right, the way of practice requires the courage to give up!"

Hearing Fang Han's words, Fang Chen nodded and said approvingly.

Although the younger brother Fang Han's words were a bit arrogant, Fang Chen didn't care.

Who is not frivolous when he is young, if he is not frivolous, is he still called a teenager?
If you were not crazy when you were young, do you have to wait until you are old to be crazy?
Compared to other members of the Yuhua Sect, the two brothers had the worst backgrounds and the worst conditions.

But in terms of achievements, there are only a handful of them who can surpass them among their peers.

This is where their confidence lies and where their proud capital lies.

"Hey, brother is right!"

With his brother's approval, Fang Han was in high spirits.

After 20 days of hard training day and night, Fang Han disregarded life and death, regardless of success or failure, and endured the pain of Ling Chi day and night, and finally refined all the medicinal power of the Jiuqiao Golden Pill.

Under the skin of the body, a thick and dense film has been formed!
A thick fleshy film grows inside the skin, like cowhide, not afraid of blows.

The strength has greatly increased, and the bravery is incomparable.

Reached the eighth level of bravery in the physical state.

The Nine-Aperture Golden Elixir is a golden pill refined by Huang Quan, the great emperor of the Demon Sect.

But Fang Han's foundation is too weak, so the medicine is not enough to push him into the mystical realm of supernatural powers, but it has laid a strong foundation for him.

The more stable and solid the foundation is, the greater the possibility of achieving the magical secret realm.

After cultivating supernatural powers in the future, the stronger the physical body, the stronger the mana will be than ordinary masters, and the longer the life will be.

"Okay, don't be complacent, put on your clothes and come out!"

Glancing at his naked upper body, Fang Chen turned and walked out of the room.

If I remember correctly, the task of the outer disciples of the Yuhua Sect should be delivered within these two days.

Sure enough, when he walked out of the room and came to the yard, he saw a stream of light flying from a distance.

Liu Guang seemed to have the function of automatic identification. After seeing Fang Chen, he paused and turned into a paper crane made of a talisman.

"Outer disciples, Qunxianyuan, party!"

Then, the paper crane suddenly burst into flames, and a few large characters of flame appeared suspended in mid-air.

"I really said Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here!"

Looking at this scene, Fang Chen frowned, thinking secretly.

"Hey, brother, what is this? A party in the Academy of Immortals? Could it be that the mission is over?"

At this time, Fang Han came out, looking at the handwriting in the air, he was stunned for a moment, and then quickly guessed the truth.

"It should be what Liu Kang said last time, that the Blue Moon Kingdom asked for help!"

Fang Chen nodded, and shouted: "Go, Xiaohan, let's go and have a look!"

"okay!"

Fang Han responded.

The two put on all the equipment and strode out of the courtyard.

Soon, the two walked through the streets and alleys, and arrived at the Qunxianyuan that Zhihe had mentioned.

Qunxianyuan is the place where all the disciples of Yuhuamen gather, and the venue is very spacious.

In a square with a radius of ten miles, there are coiled dragon watches standing on it.

The Huabiao is engraved with white clouds, the wind is light, and the scene of the fairy party.

Compared with the square where hundreds of officials worship in front of the palace of the Dali Dynasty, it is ten times or eight times larger.

On weekdays, this square is quiet, and few people come.

But today it was full of voices, and there were disciples of Yuhua Sect in cassocks everywhere.

(End of this chapter)