Cao Qiu was holding an ancient sword, and his eyes suddenly turned to the stage.

His nephew is like a star, and the strange light is released. But everyone who looks at him is a severe pain in his eyes. He almost leaves tears and bows his head.

"I don't know who is the driver? What is the relationship with this black and white?"

Cao Qiu looked at him and looked at Fang Yuan.

In addition to his sword, he has no other things. He has already entered the heart of the sword and the heart is bright. Compared with the doctor who entered the sword, he does not know how much Gaoming is. The power of the mind is extremely sharp. It seems that he has just noticed the sound of Fang Yuan. .

"In the next introduction, I have seen Cao Zi, this black scorpion, it is the family slave who is not talented, ridiculous and generous!"

Fang Yuan replied with a smile.

As soon as this statement came out, the surrounding area suddenly became stunned. Even Cao Qiu was unable to shine on the face.

The warrior who lost his two disciples even turned out to be the slave of the other party. Where does the face of Cao’s Pavilion go?

What is even more alarming is the business people in front of him.

He asked himself that the kendo repairs have been thoroughly passed through, and the aliens who have been singularly different are all stunned. A sword is in hand, and the law is easy, even if the black scorpion is not the enemy of him.

But this one! In the face of his sword, Wei Ling, there is no response, its unfathomable temperament is repaired, and it is still far above this slave.

"Jun is obviously also a person of cultivation. I wonder if I can teach one or two?"

Cao Qiu looked solemn and solemnly bowed to Fang Yuan.

Seeing this scene, Ang, Can, etc., are all stunned, knowing that their masters rarely shot, this time when they saw this boy, they saw the hunter, and it was obvious that the other party was not ordinary.

Moreover, such etiquette is enough to scare people. After all, they are masters, but they have deducted the people who are the masters of the Shangwang Shangwang!

"I am not a pure swordsman..."

Fang Yuan’s resignation shook his head.

"But you are already wearing a sword!"

Cao Qiu stared at the iron sword of Fang Yuan's waist.

"Bold!"

The black scorpion was angry and snorted, and the long gas under the nose was like a white practising, and went straight to Cao Qiu.

Even if the Lord says it is true, he is not the opponent of the other party. In this case, he must come forward! This is a question of attitude towards servants!

call out!

Cao Qiu did not move, but the ancient sword in his hand stabbed, in the middle of the white practice.

wave!

An incredible scene took place, and the whole white practice was split into two from one to two.

Can an invisible and inferior object be cut off?

Black stunned, immediately it was a severe pain in the chest, spurting a spur of blood, but this is the antiphasic after the method was broken.

Hey!

Fang Yuan met, but his eyes lit up, applauded and praised: "A good move and a sword break the law!"

He went to the high platform, and when he was free on the black scorpion, the latter's face looked good.

"I have already told you that the ecstasy method is just a trail. When you meet a real strongman, you are simply ridiculous. Before you blackened, you still don't believe it. Did you recognize it at this time?"

Fang Yuan reprimanded and said that the black scorpion is a sly face, afraid to refute and hang his hand on one side.

After reprimanding the slave, he looked at Cao Qiu again.

This person’s will is strong, and he will hardly lose the martial arts! This can be attached to the blade, causing a sword to break the effect!

‘It’s a pity... the foundation is not enough! ’

In the eyes of the flashing light, Fang Yuan has seen the weakness of this person, although the will is like a sword, but the body is still lacking, so can not really be holy!

"A sword breaks the law?"

Cao Qiu’s eyes are even more prosperous: “I’m using a sword and a half-arm, and I’m the first time I’ve heard someone sum up my realm so well!”

"But it seems that today, even if I don't compare with you, you won't take a break!"

Fang Yuan smiled and pulled out the black iron sword on his waist.

Although this sword is only three feet, it is already a rare name at this time: "But... In order to prevent us from hurting, it is better to make an appointment, just how about the three swords?"

"can!"

Cao Qiu nodded and stepped forward: "The first sword!"

Bang!

The wind thunder rises.

He stabbed a sword, such as carrying a wind and thunder, with Huanghuang Tianwei, any enchantment must be stunned.

Under the stage, Swordsman can stay in this scene, only to think that his sword of the wind and thunder is far from the teacher. It is a distance between heaven and earth. If he has such a sword skill, how could he be confused by the magic of the district before? ?

In the face of this wind and thunder attack, Fang Yuan is indifferent, just placed the iron sword, placed on the chest.

clang!

The sound of Qing Yue is sounded and shaken.

The wind and the thunder disappeared from each other, as if between the heavens and the earth, there was only one black mountain that was like a steel!

I can't move without letting go of the wind!

"Good swordsmanship... This sword is almost a Taoist!"

Although Fang Yuan blocked the sword, he took the lead to praise.

"It's a pity... it's almost a road, but it's not a question..."

Cao Qiuqi looked at Fang Yuan, but there was a glimmer of sorrow in the scorpion. Suddenly: "There are two swords left, and there is no need to compare them. The old man admits defeat!"

"what?"

Under the stage, many Cao's disciples opened their mouths as if they saw the fall of the gods and the collapse of the faith.

Who is Cao Qiu?

The legendary swordsman of the invincible world! Even with the name of the Juggernaut, traveling around the country, collecting countless disciples, is the belief of all swordsmen.

But at this time, even in the discussion, was defeated by a little boy who was not known?

"impossible……"

Can mutter, nails into the meat, a lot of blood.

And Ang and other disciples are pale and crumbling.

"Carrying..."

Fang Yuan spit out the long-term gas, not much to say, just accept the sword and go.

"Lord..."

The blackbird quickly followed with the white and white.

The businessman suddenly let a road open in awe. After all, although the two sides just played a sword, but the aftermath of the wave, those who are too close to the high platform are fainting, and blood is flowing out of the deafness.

Such as Sri Lanka, who does not admire?

It doesn't take long for the swordsman to defeat the legend of Cao Qiuqiu in the Shang Dynasty, and it will be sung throughout the Shang Dynasty.

......

Time goes to night.

In the moonlight, the phantom shadows of the two girls emerged, looking at Fang Yuan’s figure in awe.

Blackbird is not strange, although the first time I saw two silver foxes was scared, but after a long time, I gradually got used to it.

"Don't know me, big white and white?"

Fang Yuan saw the novelty of these two women, and they couldn’t help but laugh.

"The sword of that person... very dangerous!"

After a long time, it was the first time that Dabai took the lead: "I feel that the mystery of my sister and my sister, once wiped by the blade, will immediately vanish out... During the day, against the person, our Yin God is even suppressed. In the body!"

"Your spirit is very good!"

Fang Yuan nodded: "The kendo of Caozi can be called a sword to break the law, and the area is yin, naturally can not be used."

"But is such a person who has lost in your hands?"

In the big white eyes, the light is repeated: "My sister and I want to worship under your door and learn swordsmanship!"

"Swordsmanship is just a small Doyle!"

Fang Yuan waved his hand: "Know that Cao Qiu, why do you admit defeat after a sword?"

Hearing this, even the black cockroaches did not raise their ears.

"Because although his swordsmanship is far better than me, if he is alive and dead, he will definitely be dead! This is confirmed at the time of the first sword. He naturally does not ask to continue, and he will take his own insults." ”

Fang Yuan faintly explained two sentences.

Even the figure of the ‘child’ in the hundred sects of Jiansheng Caoqiu, in this case, was also smashed in the eyes of the old but only a tongwu wuzong. Of course, on the martial arts and the spiritual realm, it is the true holy level!

The foundation of the other party is unstable, but the foundation is too strong.

Even if you are not a big ancestor, you can rely on brute force to kill each other!

"Of course... this Cao Qiu is only a representative of the martial arts in the hundreds of families. It cannot fully explain the high-end force of the world..."

Fang Yuan can be seen clearly. At this time, although the big business has not fallen, it is also a great battle!

There are frequent exchanges of talents in various countries, and rookies are emerging at any time. It’s a blockbuster. It’s nothing but a special thing.

"With the ancient tycoon of Guchen, this time through the big business, there must be a big plot. At this time, I don’t know where to hide it in the corner. It’s more troublesome, because the world is chaotic, even if he has some It’s hard to find out what’s going on...”

In the five hundred years of the big business, when it came to the dynasty, the turmoil in the world was frequent, and the dragon snake landed, which naturally covered up many abnormalities.

For example, Fang Yuan at this time, in the Shangdu, is also a black eye, and did not find anything about the ancient Chen.

At this moment, Fang Yuan brows and looks at the door wall: "Who is coming to peep?"

What he lived at this time was the 'guest', but the hostel built by the Shang Dynasty to facilitate the ambassadors and other travel scholars in the main roads and cities, with the nature of the official camp, known as " Wherever the country is in the wild, there are squats in the ten miles, and there is no food." "There are halls in the city...

Since it is a government camp, there is no need to say more about security. At this time, it can be touched by the other party. Obviously, the skill is not bad.

In fact, Fang Yuan also considered his own ‘home’ look, but he was blinded by it, and he was too lazy to go back.

The black screamed and rushed over.

Ding!

When the sword shadow flashed, a young man was forced out.

He is tall, his face is a bit green, he is wearing a linen dress, his shoes are covered with sandals, and the bronze sword in his hand is already scarred, as if the next moment is about to break.

This is the case, this boy’s eyes, but with a fire-like look: "Nie ... I have seen Mr. Wang! I am going to learn swords from you!"

"You are called Nie?"

Fang Yuan originally had some impatient expression, and suddenly became very strange: "Is there a surname?"

The light in the eyes of the young man suddenly became dark: "The people of the country, never had it!"

"If you make a name for yourself in the future, you can take a name, just called Gai Nie!"

Fang Yuan has a bit of a bad taste.

Unexpectedly, the teenager’s eyes widened and he bowed directly to the dagger: “Thank you for the teacher’s name. I will call Gai Nie in the future!”