Chapter 332

"Damn it! That's too much! " Master Huo will get up as soon as he taps the armrest of the wooden chair.

"Wait a minute." Gongsun Heng pressed his arm: "although you are a Xuanwu realm, you may not win them with your accomplishments."

Master Huo was stunned and embarrassed. As a Dan master, he was addicted to alchemy, and his accomplishments were all addicted to drugs. In terms of actual combat ability, he might not be as good as Hong Qinghe.

"What about that?" Master Huo has just finished asking --

"Hello!" A clear voice suddenly rang out: "I said, you stir up the Fenghua banquet, I did not even fight, do not have to say sorry?"

"Well?" Fang Wenyang's expression was stagnant. His cold and arrogant eyes flashed through the crowd. He stopped at the stage of martial arts competition and narrowed dangerously: "what do you mean? Let's say sorry? "

Ye Zhuo stood on the stage of martial arts competition. He smoothed his sleeves, showed his wrist and fist, and nodded: "yes, you ruined the Fenghua banquet and ruined my chance to be famous. Of course, you should say sorry to me."

"Stinky boy!" Fang Wenyang's cheek pulled out and the blue veins on his forehead agitated: "you want to die!"

In the crowd, all of them took a breath, but soon, they reacted again and yelled with excitement.

"Ye Zhuo! Ye's pursuit

"He's going to do it! Great

"He can even beat the third young master. He should be no worse than master Qinghe?"

"No, no, no, I hope he is more powerful than master Qinghe, so that we can be saved!"

"Ye Zhuo! Come on, come on! Beat them

Obviously, compared with the five people from Imperial College, ye Zhuo and others, who were originally hated by young people in Fengyang County, are more popular

Lou Xiaoxiao's face changed slightly: "is Ye crazy to pursue him? How do you deliberately provoke each other? "

Lou Qianxue remembers the situation of the county government's big match and ye's pursuit: "he once said that he was being watched by a man, so he wanted to be strong and famous..."

They are saying -

whoosh!

The short sword sandwiched between Fang Wenyang's fingers is shooting towards Ye!

At the same time.

Fang Wenyang sneered: "sorry? That's impossible. So, you'd better die! "

The short sword, which takes several lives, is sharp, cold, fierce, and has a tricky track. It can even change direction, making it hard for people to avoid

"Ye Zhuo! Ye pursuit! Keep away! Never lose, never... " All the Fengyang County People in the field hung their hearts high and prayed desperately.

However -

Ye's pursuit did not hide at all!

His eyes narrowed slightly, forming a line, waiting for the opportunity to be ripe -

"the lion roars!"

Boo!

A firm fist, straight to the dagger! There's a harsh sound of friction

When Fang Wenyang saw this, he couldn't help but laugh and ridiculed: "this rubbish is so interesting. How dare you block my sword in my sleeve with your fist?"

CLICK!

Click!

Only half of what he said, his face suddenly turned white. He spat out blood and fell down

I see.

On the stage of martial arts competition, the ferocious sword, inch by inch, was crushed by the white light on the surface of Ye's fist, turned into powder and fell to the ground

"Wen Yang!"

"Fang Wenyang!"

All the time, the other students of Huangcheng University, who were very arrogant all the time, changed their faces one after another. They quickly stepped forward to help Fang Wenyang, who had fallen down.

Some people with a gloomy face took out the pills and fed them to him: "hateful! Fang Wenyang's sword in his sleeve is nurtured with painstaking efforts. It's connected with his own blood. It's no wonder that he can't hold on to it! "

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