Urban Shura

Chapter 1525 Three Swords!

lost! !
Gu Suli was actually defeated, and the defeat was so hasty and disgraceful that he didn't even have a chance to fight back!
"Failed!"

At this moment, Gu Suli's expression was slightly downcast. Although she was still a little unwilling, a defeat was a defeat, and there was no shame in admitting defeat.

It's just that Gu Suli didn't expect that he would be defeated so thoroughly, even if he couldn't even die with the other party, let alone that Fang Wuji, an eighty-year-old man, would be so fast, it was simply too exaggerated!
But at this moment, not only Gu Suli, but also Ye Mulong, Fox Beauty, and Long Zangfeng all showed incredulous expressions.

Obviously, several people were also shocked by Fang Wuji's speed!
You know, when Fang Wuji came out just now, he had to rely on others to support him, and he was staggering. However, the moment he fought against Gu Suli, his speed soared instantly. At the moment he made a move, even Ye Mulong didn't see Fang Wuji clearly. Promise's move.

Such a terrifying speed is probably rare in the past.

"It seems that you still have some skills!"

Seeing that Gusuli was defeated, Ye Mulong's gaze began to size Fang Wuji up and down.

I saw that Fang Wuji's hands had thick calluses on the tiger's mouth. If he hadn't been using the sword all his life, drawing the sword again and again for many years, and then putting the sword back into its sheath, he would never have been able to sharpen such thick calluses!

"Why, are you willing to compete with the old man now?"

As Ye Mulong opened his mouth, Fang Wuji's eyes also fell on Ye Mulong.

Although he is old, his body has always remained young, and his spirit is naturally not bad. It can be seen at a glance that Ye Mulong is the leader of these people.

Although Gu Suli's sword skills are also excellent, but this time the protagonist is not him, but Ye Mulong.

"Let Brother Long do it, I'm afraid you don't have the qualifications yet!"

Before Ye Mulong could speak, Long Zangfeng and Hu Meiren stepped forward one after another.

On this point, the two have exactly the same cognition, both feel that Fang Wuji is not yet ready to fight Ye Mulong.

Although Gusuli was defeated just now, it was also because of carelessness and underestimation of the enemy, because of Fang Wuji's old age. If Fang Wuji had stepped forward generously from the beginning, Gusuli would not have been defeated so badly.

At least, there shouldn't be no backhand power.

"Oh oh oh, it's not uncommon for those who come to kick the hall to engage in wheel battles. Who will go first?"

Fang Wuji nodded as if suddenly enlightened, and then looked at Hu Meiren and Long Zangfeng with his cloudy eyes, and his state returned to the kind old man again.

It's just that Fang Wuji's words made both Beauty Hu and Long Zangfeng blush. It was said that it was a wheel battle, which really made them feel extremely embarrassed.

But even if the two wanted to argue, they didn't know how to speak.

Firstly, in the eyes of outsiders, they really came to kick the gym, secondly, Gusuli has already made a move, and now the two of them can't make a move at the same time, they must deal with Fang Wuji alone.

You can only come one by one, if you win, it's okay, but if you lose, isn't it just a wheel battle?
In the end, Ye Mulong had to do it himself to test Fang Wuji's strength!
"You two, back off."

At this moment, Ye Mulong waved his hands at Hu Meiren and Long Zangfeng, signaling them to back down, then looked at Fang Wuji, and said, "Old man, do you want to take a rest first?"

"Ye has plenty of time today and can wait for you."

Fang Wuji looked like a kind old man, and Ye Mulong was very polite when he spoke. Since Fang Wuji had already fought against Gu Suli just now, and he was already old, there was nothing wrong with letting him take a break, so as not to lose his reputation To tell the truth, it is impossible to defeat with wheels.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Fang Wuji waved his hands with a smile, and said: "The battle just now didn't consume too much physical strength of the old man, you can just do it directly."

Fang Wuji said with a smile, Gu Suli's face was gloomy, and his eyes gleamed coldly.

Gu Suli is not a stingy person, nor is she the kind of person who cannot accept failure, but no matter how calm Gu Suli's state of mind is, when she hears Fang Wuji's words, her heart is filled with anger. What Wuji said was the truth, and the truth was too hurtful.

"Since you don't want to rest, Ye Mou will let you do three tricks, which is fair."

After the words fell, Ye Mulong stood with his hands behind his back, standing in front of Fang Wuji, the distance between the two was only ten meters.

"Young man, the old man just said that it is not a good habit to underestimate the enemy!"

"No problem!" Ye Mulong smiled lightly, and said, "Just attack, if you can't even catch Ye Mou's three moves, then you will have no face in this world."

"Hahaha...well, since you are determined to go your own way, young man, then this old man will be offended!"

Fang Wuji didn't talk nonsense, and with his eyesight, he could see that Ye Mulong was also a top expert. Since he said that he wanted to let him do three moves, there was no need to continue talking nonsense, just attack and kill.

"Young man, you can take it!"

In an instant, Fang Wuji's eyes burst out with a bright light, and the dead wooden crutch in his hand moved towards Ye Mulong's brow anxiously.

"A sword!"

I saw that Fang Wuji's dead wood crutch was extremely fast. Although it was not a real sword, its power was no different from that of a real sword.

"Pian as if frightened, graceful as a dragon, this sword is really good!"

The corners of Ye Mulong's mouth rose slightly, revealing a slight smile, and then his figure flashed backwards, and then he tilted his head slightly, and easily dodged Fang Wuji's sword.

"Good posture!"

Seeing this, Fang Wuji also had a look of praise in his eyes, and then said: "Young man, pay attention, take my second sword!"

Fang Wuji's voice fell, and the dead wood crutch in his hand suddenly changed. I saw him casually flicking his wrist, and a dead wood crutch unexpectedly pulled out blossoming sword flowers, like afterimages all over the sky, directly attacking the various acupuncture points around Ye Mulong's body. Ye Mulong blocked all escape routes from front to back, left and right, making it impossible for him to retreat!

"What a move, the Skyburst Meteor Sword!"

Seeing that Fang Wuji's swordsmanship is purely to the extreme, Ye Mulong couldn't help but praise him, and then he stepped on the ground with his right foot, jumping upwards.

"Young man, you can actually see the old man's sword moves, you can teach me!"

As Fang Wuji's words fell, Ye Mulong's figure was already like a wandering dragon, with his toes lightly tapping on the top of Fang Wuji's crutch, he skillfully dissolved Fang Wuji's sword move into invisible.

"Please use the third move!"

Ye Mulong landed on both feet, stood with his hands behind his back, looked at Fang Wuji indifferently, and asked for a fight.

"Okay!" Fang Wuji yelled, and the aura around him changed dramatically instantly. His white hair was blowing up with the wind, and with his simple dark blue gown, he seemed to be in awe. Time actually feels a bit fairy-tale.

"Young man, since your strength is so strong, then the old man will not keep it anymore. Let's see if you can catch the third sword of the old man!"

(End of this chapter)