I chase corpses in Gaowu world

Chapter 130 Fighting the winger!
The winger looked at Fang Ze proudly.

The winger felt uncomfortable from the moment Fang Ze appeared in his sight.

He, a winger, learned martial arts at the age of ten and has been doing it for 17 years now.

In the past 17 years, although I cannot say that I have made progress in martial arts every day, at least I have not stopped.

Since he came out of the mountain, he has fought in seventy or eighty battles, large and small, and his life was once in danger.

In this way, he entered the popular list at the age of 25, climbed up from the bottom of the popular list, and finally reached 39th on the popular list.

The winger felt that he had done a good job.

He also began to enjoy the benefits of being on the list.

Whether it was the treatment in the sect or the shocked and admiring expressions on the opponent's face after announcing his name while walking around the world, Winger felt that his hard work was worth it.

What's more, being on the list has substantial benefits.

In addition to the recruitment from various forces, such as the six gates of the imperial court, the price of wingers, whether they are assisting with fists, standing on the platform, or even taking on some "fatal" tasks, is much higher than other warriors in the Nine Transformations Realm of the Flesh Body.

There will also be some girls from small sects who take the initiative to throw themselves into their arms.

All this made the winger feel that life was so beautiful, so he cherished his ranking on the list even more and did not want to take a step back.

However, Fang Ze's appearance caused the winger to move back one place in the rankings without doing anything wrong!
Looking at Fang Ze in front of him, and then at He Qingge, the winger felt even more uncomfortable, unhappy, and even a little jealous.

Fang Ze, at only 20 years old, has already made the list.

And with this handsome appearance, he is much more popular than his winger.

Young, handsome, I heard he is very rich, and his ranking is higher than that of a winger...

All in all, the winger felt completely outgunned.

He is very dissatisfied.

Winger feels that Wan Xinlou’s ranking this time is unfair.

It was almost two years ago that he competed with Shao Hongyi. Now that it has been so long, his strength has improved a lot.

Besides, Fang Ze was born in a sect thousands of miles away and was not known for his martial arts skills.

Why would a corpse hunter be parachuted to number 36 on the list?

The winger was unconvinced.

Knowing that Fang Ze appeared in Guangling and did not leave for a while, he came all the way to Guangling.

Choosing to challenge Fang Ze on the bustling street was to show everyone around him that he, the winger, was the stronger one.

The winger looked coldly and asked Fang Ze: "Can you accept the challenge?"

"I hope woman, I didn't make your legs weak."

He Qingge's expression changed.

She was stunned at first, then a little angry and a little aggrieved.

Bian Feng said it as if something happened between her and Fang Ze.

The fact is that He Qingge does have a crush on Fang Ze, but the two haven't reached that point yet, and their relationship is just that of better friends.

Winger was talking now as if it was easy for her to win.

He Qingge couldn't really say anything yet, it seemed to be getting darker and darker.

For a moment, she was angry and aggrieved.

Suddenly, He Qingge felt someone tap him on the shoulder.

He Qingge turned his head sideways and saw Fang Ze nodding to her.

He Qingge immediately understood. Fang Ze noticed her grievance and asked her not to take it to heart.

For a moment, He Qingge felt understood and felt much better.

Fang Ze took a step forward and looked at the winger.

"How many days have you been in Guangling?" Fang Ze suddenly asked again.

The winger frowned.

"Three days."

"Why are you asking this?"

he asks.

"It seems that you are well prepared." Fang Ze sneered.

Winger has been in Guangling City for three days, and he has never seen himself before.

Now that he suddenly appeared, he probably heard the news and knew that He Qingge was close to him, so he followed He Qingge.

In the center of Guangling, the bustling downtown challenge seems to have been planned for a long time... There are restaurants everywhere here, and many young people from the world dine in restaurants nearby.

Right now, there were no less than 30 warriors watching the excitement from the windows of nearby restaurants. Some warriors noticed that someone was challenging them and jumped to the top of the building to watch the duel between Fang Ze and Winger.

The winger obviously did it on purpose.

The winger looked for this place to challenge, because he felt very confident, and wanted to gain the greatest honor and applause after defeating Fang Ze, so that everyone could see it, so he chose this place.

The other party made it clear that they wanted to step on Fang Ze and get the upper hand.

After coming for three days, the winger made enough preparations to adjust his breath, and made a surprise attack on Fang Ze.

This guy is a bit of a thief.

Fang Ze was not comfortable with this approach.

Moreover, the winger started to teach Fang Ze a lesson, and He Qingge was also involved. At the same time, there was some disdain in his tone, as if Fang Ze was a prodigal son who only knew how to have fun and did not know the hardships of martial arts.

But he never thought that people who really enjoy themselves could be on the list of people?
I look very relaxed today, but did he almost die from pain when he saw me yesterday while smelting immortal bones?

Have you seen me who traveled day and night and returned to the clan thousands of miles away?
Fang Ze didn't bother to explain this.

"You want to challenge me, I accept it."

"Draw your knife."

Fang Zedao.

He signaled He Qingge to step back.

He Qingge took a few steps back.

She encouraged Fang Ze in her heart.

"Fang Ze, don't lose to this man!" He Qingge muttered silently.

The winger slowly drew his sword.

The long knife in his hand was unsheathed inch by inch.

The length of each drawn knife is exactly the same, creating a visual illusion.

When Winger drew his sword, his spirit became calm. All the distracting thoughts just now were eliminated from his mind, and his eyes were only fixed on Fang Ze.

After all, he is number 39 on the list.

None of the masters who can be on the list are simple.

No matter how many dissatisfied thoughts he usually has, the winger who draws his sword is indeed well-deserved, he is a qualified warrior and a qualified swordsman.

Fang Ze also made a starting move.

He spread his feet forward and backward, put his fists in front of him, and his eyes were deep and pure.The winger drew his sword.

The three-foot long black-edged sword was finally completely unsheathed.

The moment the long sword was completely unsheathed, the winger moved.

His footwork was the same as when he drew the sword just now, with a special rhythm and strange feeling.

When the winger rushes in, the silhouette is like drawing a knife, and within five meters, an afterimage can be left, while in the middle, it seems to be empty, and the trajectory of people's movement is like the trajectory of drawing a knife, like a frame, a frame of paper stuck pause.

This kind of running trajectory gives the winger a special rhythm of action, which makes it difficult for the opponent to grasp it.

Fang Ze kept an eye on the winger.

He didn't move.

Fang Ze saw that the winger was using a special kind of martial arts, which was not really able to teleport five meters or five meters, but was an illusion caused by the use of body skills and methods similar to blindfolding.

Stand here, respond to all changes with the same.

No matter how strange the movement technique is, it will eventually count with a slash from the sword.

It is enough to stare at the knife that comes from the chop.

In an instant, the winger was within five meters.

He jumped up, flew into the air, and slashed down with his sword.

Fang Ze didn't dodge, and punched into the air.

There was a trace of surprise in Winger's eyes, but the knife was not slow at all.

Sword and fist intersect.

"boom!"

There was a sound of a heavy hammer hitting.

A foot long and half a foot wide bluestone floor tile cracked under Fang Ze's feet. His feet fell into the bluestone. The bluestone cracked under his feet, split into four or five pieces, and flew around.

"What a violent splitting technique!"

Fang Ze was a little surprised.

When the fists and knives collided, Fang Ze felt the energy on the black blade, which was a rare crackling energy.

The bursting Qi rolled up along Fang Ze's fist and arm. It was obviously the same kind of Qi, but it was mixed with four or five strands from different directions. Each one was incompatible with each other and split as if it were incompatible with each other, trying to split him into several pieces.

Fang Ze used the Yin Yang Life and Death Fist to conduct the cracking energy along his body to the bluestone floor tiles on the ground.

The bluestone floor tiles split and fell apart.

Fang Ze was surprised by the violent bursting of Qi in Bianfeng's blade belt. His men were not slow, and a stream of Death Will Qi rolled along the blade after the Yin Yang Life and Death Fist technique was completed.

At this moment, the winger in the air was also shocked.

Fang Ze blocked a knife with his bare hands, which was the first shock. But when Laiyu's true energy was transmitted to the ground and dissipated, it was the second shock.

When the death energy came, the winger was shocked for the third time.

He felt the zhenqi that was rich in death intention roll up along the long knife, rush up along the meridians of his arm, and the zhenqi of Laiyu could only barely resist it.

"What's so angry? So weird?"

The winger's face was calm, but he was a little shocked in his heart.

He quickly changed his moves, and the second knife that was supposed to be struck was no longer struck, but instead fell backwards with the help of force.

The winger also instantly put away his contempt.

It is indeed the strength of the people list and cannot be relied upon.

First, drain out the alien energy to stabilize the move.

The winger flew backwards and landed, looking as if he had been punched back by Fang Ze.

Fang Ze charged forward.

As fast as lightning, there is the sound of thunder.

Before the winger had time to steady himself, Fang Ze rushed in front of him and punched the winger squarely in the chest.

The winger shouted.

His body spun like a gyro, and he used a turning sword, slashing horizontally with the long sword to chop the punch.

Fight attack with attack to get the first move.

The sword and fist collide again.

"Oh!"

The crash sounded again.

What came from the edge of the knife was not the Qi of Death.

"Isn't it true that you were angry just now?"

"So fierce?"

The winger took three or four steps back, shocked.

The Life and Death True Qi that invaded his body was partially blocked by the Liyu True Qi, leaving only a small amount.

But the transition between life and death still made the winger very uncomfortable.

Fang Ze won't show mercy to others.

Fang Ze, who took the lead, rose into the sky and whipped his leg to the side of the winger's head.

"No, I'm being suppressed!"

The winger already felt that if the fight continued like this, he would definitely lose.

The distance advantage of the long sword could not be used, so Fang Ze used boxing and physical skills, which could hit him at both distance and distance.

After the winger was suppressed, he couldn't show his strength and kept getting beaten.

He was also decisive, and immediately roared, his pupils became pitch black, and a storm was brewing in them.

"We're going to use a special move!" Fang Ze was already prepared in his heart.

"Kill!" the winger shouted.

He slashed out with knives, and his whole body was like the center of a storm, with countless zhenqi tearing and splitting in different directions and bursting in all directions.

It felt like the earth was cracking, the void was shattering, and it was full of violent and chaotic sword intent.

Even if the world encounters such a sword intention, it will collapse.

Fang Ze's pupils narrowed.

He realized the power of the winger's sword.

The Dharma-principle moves of the Heavenly and Human Realm master the Dharma-principles of collapse and chaos.

Fang Ze did not choose to make a choice between life and death.

He wanted to try it with the newly smelted undead bones.

Fang Ze's eyes were deep, and he stretched out his palm to grab the black long knife!

(End of this chapter)