Meet the owner of Peach Blossom Island at the beginning of the game

Chapter 122
"Xiao Fang, have you thought about who you will fight against in the ring this afternoon?" Putting down his glass, Duan Siqi asked.

Hearing such words, Fang Yanming felt a little strange, rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "Old Duan, what you said is really strange. I can decide who will fight me!"

"Why not?"

Li Yi returned uncompromisingly.Seeing that Fang Yanming didn't understand something, he analyzed them one by one.

"Hey, Xiao Fang, look! Among people of the same generation, Lao Duan and you have already had a fierce battle, and I have also fought with Kong Lingrong once. Coupled with our current relationship, the two of us will never be together again. Go to the ring."

"The rest of the forces are Shaolin, the six sects of the two countries, the secret spy division of the Great Song Dynasty, the Vajra sect, the Tantric sect, the Iron Palm Gang, and the Kong family. Of course, the outsiders are not counted."

"Then Shangguan Zhengbei was defeated by you, the Vajra Sect was originally due to fight with Shaolin Tianxin and Qigong intervened. Among these three forces, apart from Benyin who may play again, the other two should not compete in the arena. "

"Among the remaining major powers, among the people of the same generation, there are only a few who are connected with Rendu. It is no more than Jin Yang, Kong Lingming and the esoteric Zhumulama. At that time, you will challenge on the ring, it will not be difficult to choose opponent."

Dong dong dong, tapping his knuckles on the table, Fang Yanming seemed to think of something wrong, his eyebrows and eyes frowned.

"Hey, eh... what are you thinking? Your face is all wrinkled together, it's so ugly!" Duan Siqi asked curiously after pushing him twice.

"what?"

With a cry of surprise, Fang Yanming came back to his senses, shook his head, and said worriedly: "Weird, how come there are no Mingjiao people? You know, they made great efforts to force me to Hengshan. "

"Now, there's no sign of them at all. It's really weird!"

Before the words finished, only Hua Niang's clear and sweet voice came from afar, full of pleasure.

"Boy Ming, you don't need to pay attention to his Mingjiao. Since you dare to play tricks on you, how can you and I, Uncle Zhao, make it easier for them!"

"Miss Hua?"

Hua Niang came to Fang Yanming's side, rubbed his head affectionately, and explained righteously: "Oh, he Mingjiao dared to plot against my younger brother. As a sister, I can't make them feel better!"

"That's why, when their Raoshizi Ruijin Banner arrived in Qianzhou, you, Uncle Zhao and I took our sisters together and slaughtered them all!"

While talking, Hua Niang's pair of pure white hands and knives were flying in the air, that gesture can be described as extremely proud.

Immediately, as if thinking of something, she frowned slightly, and said with great regret: "It's just a pity, let the Zijin Holy King run away! Otherwise, killing it Mingjiao, a Dharma protector, would be regarded as a blessing." You have avenged yourself."

"The Zijin Sacred King is so powerful? He was able to escape from Uncle Zhao!"

Speaking of this, a look of memory appeared on Hua Niang's pretty face, as if thinking of the scene of fighting against the Zijin Sage King that day.

After a while, she frowned slightly, and said: "In terms of realm and cultivation, that woman is not very tall, she is not far from me, at most she is only first-class..."

"But her martial arts methods and weapon moves are really weird!"

As soon as this remark came out, the three brothers' interest immediately increased, they all looked at Huaniang expectantly, remained silent, and waited for her to continue speaking.

Don't hold back, Hua Niang followed the scene in her memory and made gestures.

"The woman made a black card about two feet long. The material is like gold but not gold, like jade but not jade. The texture is extremely hard. Under the sun, the black card looks different, it seems transparent and non-transparent. There are faint flames flying up. If you think about it carefully, the black card should be a reflection of light, and the color changes."

"Hey... Sister Hua, according to what you said, the black card should be the Holy Fire Order of the Ming Cult!" With a slap on the head, Fang Yanming spoke out his guess.

"Holy Fire Order?"

The three turned their gazes to Fang Yanming, waiting for his explanation.

"hey-hey…"

With dry laughs, Fang Yanming scratched his head in embarrassment, and said, "Oh, well, I was chatting with my little uncle, and I listened to him. I just knew there was such a thing, specifically, but I It’s hard to say.”

"Then you still waste so much talk!"

After slapping him on the head, Hua Niang spat and muttered angrily.

"Forget it, let's continue talking about the Purple Gold Sage King!"

Turning back to the topic again, Hua Niang gestured for moves.However, she probably didn't understand the true meaning of the Zijin Sacred King's martial arts, the tricks were twisted and twisted, very awkward, really ridiculous.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

The three of them wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. They could only cover their mouths and cover up with continuous coughing.

Seeing such a scene, Hua Niang was so angry that her teeth itch, but this was her own fault, but it was not easy to teach the three of them a lesson.

"Hmph... three brats!"

With a cold snort, she immediately went on strike, sat down angrily, turned her head away, and put on an appearance that I was very angry.

"Sister Hua, don't be angry, here, give you a heart!"

Comforting with a hippie smile, Fang Yanming took out his right hand from his left chest, crossed his index finger and thumb, and clasped the remaining three fingers tightly in his palm.The weird movements combined with his winking expression made people laugh out loud.

"Pfft..."

Hua Niang broke her skills, and a smile appeared on her tense pretty face.

"Bah, you brat, you're used to coaxing people!" While speaking, she pinched Fang Yanming's face affectionately, and the previous depression was completely gone.

Seeing such a scene, Li Yi and Duan Siqi seemed to see something strange, their eyes sparkled with splendor.Looking at each other and smiling, both of them were beaming with joy, understanding each other's intentions.

"I'll go, Xiao Fang still has this hand! Look hard, learn hard!"

Now that Hua Niang has been coaxed, she turns to the topic again and talks eloquently.

"The martial art used by the Zijin Holy King is completely different from the ones we usually see. The moves are weird, the attack angles are tricky, it looks like the left is solid and the right is right, and the front is solid and the rear is hard to distinguish. It is really difficult to deal with. "

Halfway through the talk, she seemed to be thinking of the scene of the fight that day, her face was full of fear, and she said: "And, once that weird martial art was performed, the Zijin Sage King seemed to be possessed by a demon, treacherous and extremely evil. .”

"Boy Ming, if the three of you meet someone who makes the Holy Fire Order of the Ming Cult in the future, you must be extremely careful. Otherwise, you will easily get caught!"

Seeing Hua Niang's serious and pretty face, the three of them nodded solemnly, showing that they took her entrustment to heart...

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun hangs high.No matter how hot the weather is, it can't compare to the blazing heart. Looking at the thin boy on the ring, the faces of the surrounding audience are full of greed.

As soon as he entered the ring, Fang Yanming followed Li Yi's previous analysis, and pointed his index finger at the Kong family and his party, with a frivolous face and a provocative gesture.

"Hehe, I heard that there are three outstanding descendants of the Confucian family in Shandong. Kong Lingfang died in Lin'an, and Kong Lingrong was killed by my brother's sword. Now, I want to meet the last one. I wonder if it is possible. ah!"

As soon as these words came out, the scars were exposed.

Kong Lingfang, the only son of Kong Xiangfu, the contemporary Jin Guoyan Shenggong, died in Lin'an because of a fake scripture of the Nine Yins, and the arrogant young man in front of him was the chief culprit.

Staring fixedly at Fang Yanming, his fists were clenched tightly, Kong Xiangfu gritted his teeth, as if he hated him so much, his face was a little distorted.

Enemies are really jealous when they meet each other, not to mention that enemies dare to show off in front of their faces.At this moment, he no longer cared about bearing and self-restraint, his eyes were about to burst, and he said word by word: "Death!"

"I, want, he, die!"

"Patriarch, don't worry, I will win!"

Before the words were finished, Kong Lingming stepped out with a long sword in his hand, full of confidence.

Boom!With a single leap, he easily jumped onto the ring.

"Fang Yanming, if you are sensible, hand over Jiuyin directly. Otherwise, once my sword is drawn, your life will be in danger!"

"Ah…"

Hearing this, Fang Yanming sneered, his face full of mockery.

Immediately, he pointed his finger at his left chest, tilted his mouth, and said sarcastically: "Here, my heart is here, if you have the ability, use your sword to pierce it!"

"How dare you!"

When he said these three words, his face was completely cold.

"Heh, groveling, a family of traitors who have forgotten their ancestors! It's me who stands here and kills you, how dare you!"

Fang Yanming's eyes were wide open, and the dark eyes were as deep as a prison.

As soon as these words came out, Kong Lingming's face turned livid, extremely ugly.

"Hmph! Don't use your tongue! Suffer!"

With a bang, the long sword was unsheathed, and under the sunlight, it shot coldly, piercing Fang Yanming's left chest.

Seeing this, Fang Yan clearly stood in place, neither dodging nor avoiding, and even straightened his chest, as if he was about to face the sword.

"what…"

Seeing such a scene, Kong Lingming was shocked.In the next moment, a sneer appeared on the corner of Fang Yanming's mouth.

Things really went as he said, Kong Lingming didn't dare to really put him to death.Whether it was out of coveting the Nine Yin Scriptures or out of fear of Dongxie Huang Yaoshi, Kong Lingming finally changed his tactics.

With this change, he never had another chance.

Seeing such a scene, Qiu Qianren's eyes sparkled, and he said to himself: "This trick makes you really proficient! This kid is really a monster!"

Immediately, he and Jin Rulie looked at each other, and they both saw the seriousness and killing intent on the other's face.

"Look!"

In the crowd, someone shouted, drawing everyone's attention back to the ring.

I saw that Kong Lingming's sword moved to the left, changing stabs to strokes, wounding instead of killing.In this haste, he immediately lost the opportunity.

Fang Yanming, on the other hand, had been waiting for this moment.

The white shark gloves had already been put on.With his invulnerable left hand, he forcibly grasped the blade of the sword, ignoring the force of the shock.Turn the inner Qi to the extreme, clasp the left thumb and middle finger together, and pop out with all your strength.

Ding, ding, ding... The metal and iron clanging continued, and the blade of the sword was deflected back and forth.

With the snap of a finger, the weapon falls straight down!

"Let go!"

With a loud shout, Fang Yanming endured the pain of the shock in his palms, and grabbed the long sword tightly with both hands.

On the other hand, Kong Lingming felt even worse.He didn't wear gloves like Fang Yanming, and the shock force was transmitted from the sword body to the hilt, making his hands numb from the shock.

However, he couldn't let go.Most of the Kong family's martial arts cultivation is on this sword. If they lose the sword and fight again, I'm afraid it will be a deadly situation.

Gritting his teeth tightly, Kong Lingming put in more effort, holding on to the hilt of the sword tightly, and remained motionless.

"Let go!"

Fang Yanming let out another shout, which was heart-pounding.Freeing up the right hand again is to continue to use the supernatural power of flicking fingers to strike the weapon.

"Not good! Now I lost the upper hand, but I can barely keep the sword. If I make another strike like this, I am afraid that the sword in my hand will be lost immediately. If this is the case, it is better to jump off the ring and admit defeat. He always You can't go down to the ring and kill me! Be wise and protect yourself, and plan for the funeral!"

As timidity arose in his heart, the strength in his hands unknowingly let go.

"Are you trying to escape? Don't even think about it!"

Squinting his eyes slightly, Fang Yan's bright eyes shot with murderous intent.Regardless of retaining his internal strength, he used another three points of strength with his fingers.

One slack, one effort, the judgment between the two will be judged.

I saw that Kong Lingming didn't wait for the supernatural power of snapping fingers to fall on the sword, and let go of his hand directly.Then, he turned over with a kite in one hand, and kicked the long sword with both legs.With the power of the twisted sword, he flew down the ring and fled.

However, how could dialect Ming, who had been guarding against this move for a long time, let him get what he wanted.

"trick!"

Holding the long sword tightly with both hands, using the sword as a spear, he threw it straight out.He seemed to have exhausted all his strength in this blow, and the veins on his forehead kept bulging.

As if he had expected it, Kong Lingming moved faster, he just turned sideways to avoid the vital point, and he didn't have the slightest thought of defending himself.

Bass... ah...

With a scream, a three-inch gash was cut on his left waist by the sharp blade of the sword, and blood poured out, until the white clothes were dyed into blood.

However, his goal was finally achieved.Even though he was humiliated in front of the heroes of the rivers and lakes, was seriously injured, and lost his dignity, he still escaped from the ring after all.

Covering the wound on his waist, he stared at Fang Yanming with a smirk, his lips opened and closed silently, saying: You won, but I'm still alive, just wait and see!
After the provocation was over, he turned around and limped towards the direction where the Kong family and his party were.

Mutation mutation.

Wow!Everyone was shocked.

"Fang Yanming, how dare you!"

Kong Xiangfu scolded sharply.Kong Lingming suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and an astonishing killing intent approached him from behind.

It turned out that Fang Yanming didn't stop just because the enemy got off the ring.Lingbo's micro-steps were running to the extreme, leaving behind many afterimages and dazzled the eyes.Almost instantly, he got behind Kong Lingming.

bass!The snow-white long sword flew out from Kong Xiangfu's hand, and he was about to make the next move when the feeling of being stuck in his throat in the morning came to his heart again.

Taking a closer look, Li Qing got up at some point, stroked his beard, and was staring at him with a smile.

"Li family, Fang Yanming, good! Very good!"

Angry in his heart, but he lost strength in his hand, and the long sword returned to its sheath silently.

"Dog traitor, die!"

With five fingers exerting strength, you can't break through any solid, destroying the enemy's leader is like wearing rotten soil.The claws of the Destroying God came out, and fell directly on Kong Lingming, who was too late to deal with it.

Ding dong ding dong...Five deep and invisible finger holes gurgle with blood, dyeing the gray-yellow soil red...

(End of this chapter)