Chaos Guiyuan Sword

Chapter 62 Third Level Sword Intent
Feeling that his second-level Hunyuan Sword Intent was faintly at a disadvantage at this time, Fang Chen couldn't help frowning. Although the third-level was a watershed, he didn't expect the gap to be so large.

"I didn't expect that you are really a dog, and you are also a two-headed dog, haha, it's really unexpected!" Although Fang Chen was at a disadvantage, Fang Chen still didn't forget to ridicule Wang Wu.

"Hmph! Let's see for a while, can you still be so sharp!" Wang Wu snorted coldly, and the wolf's head became solid again.

Stared at by the two wolf heads that were solidified again, a stern wolf howl suddenly came from the criss-crossed mouth, and Fang Chen couldn't help feeling a chill in his heart, as if he was a prey waiting to be slaughtered at this time.

Seeing this, Fang Chen's eyes suddenly burst out with a strong fighting spirit. The reason why he kept provoking Wang Wu was to make him fight him with all his strength.

Wang Wu's body moved, his speed increased sharply, and an afterimage was drawn behind him. The wolf's head on his fist was like a wolf running at both ends, staring at Fang Chen, as if to tear him to pieces.

"Sing!" The profound energy in the body circulated rapidly, and the sword intent soared into the sky. Fang Chen swung the long sword in his hand, and instantly used the first and second forms of Fengyun Nine Swords. together.

"Boom!" The cold light instantly disappeared, but there were only a few more wounds on the wolf's head. With Wang Wu's cold snort, the wolf's head returned to its original shape again.

"That's right! Come again!" Fang Chen shouted in a low voice, a sense of enlightenment floated in his heart, and then he swung his sword again and stepped forward.

The cold light continued to shatter, and the wolf's head continued to recover. As Fang Chen was repelled again and again, and then rushed forward again and again, Wang Wu gradually became irritable, and he was able to comprehend the meaning of the fist. People who have reached the third level have already experienced a lot of tempering, and now they are irritable, which shows how much pressure Fang Chen put on him.

"Death!" Wang Wu yelled loudly, and the wolf's heads on both fists suddenly grew a little bigger. One punch shattered the sharp sword all over the sky, and the other punch went straight to Fang Chen's dantian.

If this punch is real, even if Fang Chen doesn't die, his cultivation will be ruined!
At this critical moment, Fang Chen let out a long cry, and the shattered sword fragments all over the sky suddenly trembled. The next moment, countless sword fragments soared into the sky, quickly condensed together, and suddenly turned into a flashing sword. The long sword with a peerless and fierce light, looking carefully, is exactly the same as the Guiyuan sword in Fang Chen's hand!
"Zheng!" The long sword trembled slightly, like a sigh, and then it turned into a stream of light, which disappeared in a flash.

Fang Chen looked at the wolf's head that was close at hand in the dantian, and suddenly opened his bloody mouth. Just when the fangs touched him, a cold light suddenly appeared, and the wolf's head was broken into pieces. Wang Wu flew back until he fell heavily When he was on the ground, the blood rained down from the sky, and then there was a wolf howl full of endless mourning.

"Third...third-level sword intent..." Wang Wu, whose entire right arm had turned into a rain of blood, lay on the ground, suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood, and muttered in disbelief.

After dissipating the sword intent, Fang Chen took a deep breath. If he hadn't broken through to the third level of sword intent just now, he might be a corpse by now, and he was still a corpse whose cultivation had been abolished.

"Give...give me...have fun." After Wang Wu finished speaking with difficulty, he slowly closed his eyes. I owe you the Wang family, and I, Wang Wu, will pay it off!I wish I could be free in my next life...

In order to make Wang Wushao suffer, and to thank him, Fang Chen cut off his vitality with the third-level sword intent he had just broken through, so that he could leave without pain.

"You...you are... Guiyuan..."

Hearing this, Fang Chen frowned, then lifted the fat man up again, "Look at me!"

With a sharp shout, the fat man subconsciously stared at Fang Chen, and then a cold light lit up, piercing into the fat man's eyes.

"Ah..." After a scream, the fat man passed out.

"My identity can't be revealed, then I can only make you a real fool." The voice echoed in the entire empty alley, but Fang Chen had long since disappeared in the alley.

When we returned to the restaurant, the sky was already getting dark. As soon as Fang Chen walked to the door, Xiao Er greeted him, "Oh, sir, you are back. There are two guests who have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Oh?" Fang Chen was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, then smiled lightly and said, "It's really fast, I got it."

Seeing Fang Chen's clear expression, Xiao Er hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice and approached Fang Chen's ear, and said softly, "Master, this is from the Wan family, you'd better be careful."

"Well, okay, it's okay, you can go to work first." It seems that the previous black crystal stones were not given in vain. Thinking of this, Fang Chen smiled slightly and walked slowly towards his room.

Pushing open the door, I saw a man and a woman sitting at the table. The woman was wearing a red dress, her face was exquisite, and there was a bit of heroism between her brows, which gave people a heroic feeling, while the man opposite It was an old man with white clothes and white hair, and his face was calm, but there was a hint of wisdom in his eyes.

Seeing this, Fang Chen chuckled and walked into the house, "Have you two been waiting for a long time?"

"I met Mr. Yun." Seeing Fang Chen coming in, the two quickly got up and said.

"The two of you are here to invite Yun to dinner, right? What a coincidence, Yun just ate." Fang Chen picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea, then said calmly.

The two were taken aback for a moment, and then the woman in red saluted, then looked at Fang Chen and said, "I am Wan Yuxuan, the daughter of the Patriarch of the Wan family, and I am here to ask Senior Yun to cut off his love and return Taiji to Tianyu." Give me Wanjia."

"Oh?" Fang Chen put the teacup next to his mouth back on the table, and said with a light smile, "What a cut-off, may I ask you how the Wan family compares to the Ximen family?"

Fang Chen, who didn't want to give them a good look at first, couldn't help sneering in his heart after hearing this threatening request, since your Wanjia has such a bad memory, then I will give you a long memory this time.

"My Wan family is no worse than Ximen's family." When the old man stretched out his hand, Wan Yuxuan blurted out proudly. Seeing this, the old man smiled wryly and stroked his outstretched hand on his forehead.

Fang Chen, who saw everything in his eyes, looked at Wan Yuxuan with great interest and said, "According to your opinion, your Wan family is still not as good as Ximen's family."

Hearing this, Wan Yuxuan was taken aback, and just about to explain, Fang Chen said coldly: "It's hard for me to see the Ximen family, why should you let me give up love to the Wan family?!"

"I..." Wan Yuxuan opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but then she remembered Ximendong's embarrassment at the auction house, stared at Fang Chen desperately, and tried desperately to argue, but in the end she just He suffocated and blushed.

(End of this chapter)