square inch kill

Chapter 42: Poetry, Drunk and Killing!

Chapter 42: Poetry, Drunk and Killing!
 
"Master, you must be careful in the near future!"

Seeing Fang Cun bid farewell to Princess Hongluan, he hesitated for a while, but finally the little girl couldn't help reminding her softly.

"kindness?"

"Young master has lost face to these people today. Although you have the prestige of Mr. Xuan, the masters of the Xuan rank dare not do it yourself, but it is difficult to prevent the villain from plotting." Sighing, Princess Hongluan also warned.

"Thank you princess, thank you girl!" Leaning slightly, Fang Cun smiled, "Although the student is a scholar, he is not without the ability to protect himself."

"...Young Master!" The little girl wanted to say more, but was stopped by Princess Hongluan.

"Thank you Princess for your hospitality, and the students say goodbye!"

.........

I bought a small courtyard in a remote part of the capital, this time Fang Cun did not take in any servants, but just moved dozens of jars of good wine from the restaurant and piled them in the small courtyard.

The moonlight is shining down slowly, but there is also a hint of warmth in the coldness.

Sitting at the stone table in the small courtyard, there are a few small dishes, an exquisite wine glass, and two jars of fine wine on the table.

Dressed in a white shirt, he looked quite at ease under the moonlight.

"It's such a joy to have friends coming from afar!" Fang Cun suddenly spoke aloud with a slight smile on his lips, shaking his head and thinking.

"The bright moon is in the sky, why don't you sit down and have a drink together?"

Shaking his head slightly, Fang Cun stretched leisurely, and said lightly.

"Hmph, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant, so you are also an innate strong man." Fang Cun called Po Xingzang, and the other party snorted coldly, and slowly walked out of the shadows.

With the appearance of this leader, dozens of people appeared around him in one breath, and the small courtyard, which was originally small, suddenly seemed a little crowded.

"Have you ever brought good wine?" Fang Cun asked leisurely, glancing at the crowd, with a slight smile on the corner of Fang Cun's mouth.

"Don't pretend to be crazy, you understand our purpose in your heart, kneel down obediently and admit your mistake, maybe your life can be spared." The leader's sharp gaze was like a knife's edge, and his skin hurt.

"It's not that I'm stingy as the host. It's just that the wine is limited. I'm afraid it's not enough for so many people!" Sighing, Fang Cun shook his head and sighed to himself, as if he didn't hear the other party's words at all.

"I think you are really looking for death!" There was a hint of hostility in his eyes, and the leader pulled out the saber from his waist with a clang, pointing an inch away, with murderous intent!
It's not that he's overbearing, it's that the strength gap is too great, he doesn't think Fang Cun has any room to resist at all!

Among this wave of people, there are as many as five people who are innately strong alone, and he himself has stepped into the innate realm for ten years, which is far beyond the reach of ordinary innately strong people.

"If I surrender, do you dare to let me go?" There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and Fang Cun's face was full of sarcasm.

For a moment, the leader was stunned. What he said just now was only used to attack Fang Cun's confidence. Even if Fang Cun really knelt down and surrendered, he was not qualified to order a retreat.

"kill!"

The verbal attack was ineffective, the leader's voice suddenly turned cold, and he directly issued a kill order!
"It's a beautiful night, but you want to kill people, it really disappoints the beauty of this beautiful day, it's too vulgar!"

With a heartbroken look, Fang Cun picked up the wine jar with one hand, flipped it lightly with the other, and the sword at his waist jumped into his palm.

"Go to Lianhua Mountain in the west and see stars from afar."

Holding the wine jar, with a trace of confusion in his eyes, Fang Cun couldn't help groaning softly.

Walking with the sword, he took a step to the left, stabbed lightly with the sword, and there was a dragon's chant. Although the sword had no front, it killed people like grass.

Practicing the Golden Spirit Washing Essence Art, the innate spiritual power of a square inch already has a sharp edge, and if the spiritual power is injected into the sword, even if it is a sword without a sharp edge, the effect will definitely not be inferior to any precious sword.

What's more, as an assassin, even if it's just a branch, it can also kill and be invisible!

"Hibiscus is held in plain hands, and the empty steps are too clear."

Gently tossing up the wine jar, sideways avoiding the attack of one of the innate powerhouses, Fang Cun murmured softly to himself without the slightest stagnation.

"Ding!"

With a backhand sword, the sword tip of another innate strongman hit the point of the peak in seconds. With the force of the countershock, he patted his left hand lightly, and immediately burst the brains of one person. in my arms.

"Don't give him a chance, let's attack together and kill him directly!" His pupils shrank slightly, and the innate powerhouse at the head ordered again.

"The neon clothes drag the wide belt, and fly up to the sky." He raised his head and drank another sip of wine, Fang Cun's feet suddenly clicked, and the Xingzi formula was activated, and the people were like a breeze, passing through the attacks of the crowd like lightning, leaving only an afterimage in place , was smashed to pieces by everyone!

"Be careful, he's going to run!" This kind of speed immediately made everyone feel a little bad. Under such a terrifying speed, if the other party wanted to run away, who could stop it?
escape?There was a trace of disdain in his eyes, Fang Cun flipped his hand and took another sip of wine, and continued to chant poems.

"Invite me to the Yuntai, and bow to Uncle Wei."

With a flash of sword light, the speed of the square inch suddenly increased again. In the blink of an eye, he killed two more people in a row and rushed into the siege again.

"Good wine! Good wine!"

"Arrogance, boy, I will make your life worse than death!" Angered by Fang Cun's ignoring attitude, the leader roared frantically and swung his saber to slash at Fang Cun again.

On the dark red saber, I don't know how many people's blood has been stained. When I waved it lightly, there was a burst of cold air, like crying in the middle of the night, which made people shudder.

"Go with him in a daze, and drive Hongling Ziming."

Not paying any attention to him at all, he dodges, leaving an afterimage on the spot again, and the square inch has already appeared in front of several other Houtian warriors again, bloody slaughter!
Dodging a few times in succession, immediately made several innate warriors complain, the speed of this guy is too fast, it's almost slippery, from the beginning to the end, he didn't fight seriously at all, just blindly slaughtered those acquired warriors.In just less than 2 minutes, the number of people who died in his hands has already reached more than ten people.

"I can't do this, all the Houtian warriors leave the yard!" Seeing that Fangcun could not stop these Houtian warriors from being slaughtered, the leader quickly ordered, "You follow me and stop him at all costs."

Looking up and taking another sip of wine, Fang Cun said lazily, "Since you're here, why bother to leave?"

While speaking, Xingzi Jue was used to the limit, and the ghostly figure was simply beyond the reach of these acquired warriors. Even the innately strong, facing such extreme speed, could not help being a little bit stretched.

"Looking down at Luoyang River, walking in the vast expanse of Hu Bing."

The sword moves the dragon and the snake, and in an instant, six or seven afterimages suddenly burst out, and in an instant, nearly ten people were killed again!

The wine is half drunk, and the killing intent is even stronger!
Fang Cun fell to the ground, dodging the swords around him, exerted a slight force on the palm of his hand, and slapped the ground fiercely, the whole person flew up like a cannonball, the person was in the air, and the long sword slashed out one after another.
"Blood smears weeds, and wolves are crowned with tassels."

After singing an ancient song, there are already floating corpses in the small courtyard.There are only a few innate strong men standing safely in the courtyard.

He leaned back, raised his left hand and tilted the wine jar slightly, and a stream of wine poured into his throat like spring water!

"Good poetry, good wine, good night! Wonderful, wonderful!"

At this moment, the innate powerhouses couldn't help but feel a little hairy. This one is like a lunatic, singing poems and drinking wine, and killing Yingye at the same time!Who can not be shocked after seeing this scene?
The only thing that supports them from escaping is that so far, Fang Cun has not exploded any terrifying combat power, just avoiding them by virtue of body skills, and chasing and killing those acquired warriors.

Those Houtian warriors died as soon as they died. Now that the five of them are joining forces without the slightest scruples, are they afraid that they won't be able to kill a mere innate?

(End of this chapter)

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