Ten Desolate Daluo

Chapter 392
Fang Qi watched with gusto, and not long after, the furnace sword Zhang Shaojun suddenly showed his sword light, and the blazing and terrifying light filled the entire hall. The terrifying sword energy traversed the hall, and the mountain-splitting blade Huafeng was directly crushed. The opponent raised the long knife in his hand with a sword, and the whole person flew out backwards.

"Concession." Zhang Shaojun cupped his fists at the crowd.

Everyone around suddenly burst into applause.

"Unfortunately, there are too many flaws." Fang Qi pursed his lips and said in a low voice, but none of the people present was a person with profound cultivation, and all of them immediately set their eyes on Fang Qi's face .

"Brother, since you said this, why don't you come to the stage and have a discussion." Zhang Shaojun said with a smile with a faint dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"Little brother, I think you should stop talking big and just admit your mistake. The old man sees that your face is pale and your breath is dark. You must have been seriously injured recently. It is better to rest and heal your injuries." At this time , Liu Shengqi said suddenly, as if he had seen through Fang Qi.

Everyone immediately looked at Fang Qi with piercing eyes.

Seriously injured?

Even Shangguanlou, Chuyu and the others looked at Fang Qi strangely. How could they be seriously injured after only being separated for a day?
"Renren Liu is indeed a smart eye, and he can tell at a glance that he is suffering from a hidden disease." Fang Qi coughed twice, his face became paler, and he smiled lightly, "But it should be no problem to deal with this senior brother on stage."

Zhang Shaojun frowned, this Fang Qi was really arrogant.

He cupped his fists and made a gesture of invitation to Fang Qi.

Fang Qi smiled, and slowly came to the open space in the middle of the hall, standing there casually, without any posture, even coughed twice occasionally, and his face was extremely pale.

Zhang Shaojun frowned, and said with a smile: "This brother is suffering from a hidden disease. If I strike first, I'm afraid I won't be able to win. How about this, brother, you go first, I'll just parry."

Everyone nodded one after another, this Zhang Shaojun still has demeanor.

Fang Qi was startled for a moment, then smiled, opened his mouth and spit out, suddenly the sword light gushed out, a strong cold light gushed out from his mouth, shining in the sky, only a mouthful of cold sword light slowly fell into the mouth into his hands.

"Under the Qi, the name of the sword is Qinghong." Fang Qi gently pulled out the Qinghong sword, pointing the tip of the sword obliquely at the ground, the whole person's aura suddenly changed, and the breath in his body suddenly gathered, everyone was shocked suddenly, this The person seemed to be integrated with the sword in his hand in an instant. He stood there at will without any movement, but the other party exuded a shocking aura, but this aura was extremely restrained and deeply hidden in his heart. A shocking sword will surely erupt.

"A sword."

Fang Qi said softly.

"What kind of sword?" Furnace sword Zhang Shaojun felt that he didn't understand what Fang Qi was talking about.

"Go." Fang Qi said softly.

Jianguang suddenly moved lightly, like splashing ink in an ink painting, sprinkled in the air!

Yes, it is sprinkled!

Although there was only one sword light, it gave Zhang Shaojun a feeling of smashing the sky and covering the earth, as if what he was facing was not a single sword, but a thousand swords, with infinite sword energy like an ocean!
His eyes widened.

Boom!

This sword light is light and floating, but it seems to contain an extremely heavy and vast aura, like a turbulent wave hitting the shore, a river going east, and a sword coming west.

All the true energy in his body was suppressed to such an extent that he couldn't even move!

Even the furnace sword in his hand was whining at this moment, as if being suppressed by the opponent's sword energy!
The sword flew lightly, seemingly without any weight.

Zhang Shaojun could only watch Fang Qi's sword flying gently from the sky.

Jian Guang was very slow, but in his eyes, the sword was so fast that he didn't have time to react at all, and his whole body was moving extremely slowly, like a tortoise crawling.

The sharp sword energy slashed across, and a strand of hair fell to the ground in an instant. A sword mark appeared on Zhang Shaojun's temple, and blood slowly dripped.

lost!

That's it!
Zhang Shaojun couldn't believe it himself.

How can it be?

How did he lose like this?
Lost for no reason? !
Zhang Shaojun took a deep breath and glanced at Fang Qi, not reconciled!
How can you be willing?
The loss was inexplicable, how could this make him willing?

But, there is no way, if the other party is thoughtful, one sword can cut off his hair, and naturally he can also cut off his head!

He took a deep look at Fang Qi, immediately clasped his fists and said shyly, "I lost."

silence!

Everyone looked at Fang Qi one after another. Some of them saw some ways, and their eyes flashed a frightening light. Some of them were in the fog, especially some young disciples. They felt inexplicable. This Zhang Shaojun Why not resist?
It should be noted that since Zhang Shaojun is known as the 'Melting Furnace Sword', it is because the opponent's swordsmanship is open and closed. Every sword is like opening the lid of a melting furnace, full of anger, and extremely tyrannical. It's really ridiculous.

"What a powerful sword." Shangguanlou's eyes widened, and he muttered in disbelief.

Chu Yu glanced at Fang Qi strangely, then at his senior brother Shangguanlou, giggled and said, "Brother, we seem to have met a great master, can you beat him?"

Shangguanlou's face was serious, he ignored Chu Yu, but stared blankly at Fang Qi on the stage.

Yang Feng, Zhang Kun, and Huang Kun all looked at each other in blank dismay. They didn't expect a second-rank alchemist to be so skilled in swordsmanship. At least it seemed that Fang Qi won easily!
Yang Feng was the first to applaud, and Zhang Hong and Huang Kun beside him also applauded.

"It's such a powerful swordsmanship, I, 'Lidi Arhat' Zhou Chun, come and try it!" At this moment, there was a sudden burst of laughter from below, and a tall man came up, full of energy and blood, frightening. The pressure came from his body, and many young disciples couldn't help breathing when they saw this person.

Immediately Arhat!

Zhou Chun!

This person's cultivation base is extremely high!

Although he is only in his 40s, his cultivation is already in the spirit realm, and he is taking the path of body training. He often defeats the strong with the weak, and commits crimes with the inferior. The body is even more powerful, and he often goes to Longya Mountain alone. Hunting and killing ferocious beasts, he is full of blood, and his reputation is even louder than Zhang Shaojun, the melting furnace sword just now.

"Please." Fang Qi's face became paler, looking very sick.

"Hahaha, since that's the case, a certain family is not welcome." Zhou Chun laughed, and immediately spurted out blood, like a vast ocean sweeping and surging waves. His body was like a horned dragon, walking step by step, approaching quickly. Fang Qi, he knew that Fang Qi was a monk who cultivated Qi Qi. Once he was pulled away by Fang Qi, he would not be able to get close to Fang Qi, let alone defeat him. At that time, he would be a moving target.

Boom!

Walking step by step, it seems like the ground is shaking, giving people the illusion of a bull riding a mountain.

A faint smile appeared on Fang Qi's pale face.

Qinghong sword, sacrifice!
(End of this chapter)