Chapter 565

Take all the hate out on you tonight?

Who are you?

Are you a beauty?

Fang Yan just wants to say one word to Wu Chi: the beauty you want!

Fang Yan fought against the eastern sword God. At the end of the battle, he encountered a tragic attack.

Because the other side's gunfire was too fierce, the top of a Jianfeng hillside was almost flattened.

Three years later, the hillside is still flat, but the burnt grass grows buds again, and the burned branches grow dry again. They grow as if they were human beings.

With the peak of grass and branches, there is not much change three years ago, but people are not the old people three years ago.

The soul of the thousand leaves army returns to heaven. Is it still practising swords every day?

Fang Yan knows that there are too many resentments in his heart and that there are too many grumpiness in his body.

He is gentle and polite, smiling and welcoming, but when is the revenge for killing his father? When will the murderer get the punishment he deserves?

Every night before going to bed, he thought of letting the bad man live another day, and his heart was full of remorse and pain.

Therefore, Lu Chaoge can see the anger in his heart, and Hou Zhendong can see the murderous spirit in his heart.

Murderous spirit can also be transformed into fighting spirit, into the courage of the afterlife.

He is an elegant gentleman with extraordinary taste in clothes, and a beast that can tear human body at any time.

The English poet sigvry Sassoon once wrote this immortal motto: my heart has tigers, sniffing roses.

There is a tiger in everyone's heart, but there are still roses outside the tiger's den.

Zhuque middle school is Fang Yan's rose, Lu Chaoge is Fang Yan's rose, and all beautiful and peaceful are Fang Yan's rose garden.

But tigers are tigers after all. How can tigers not be aggressive? How can we not eat people?

He wants to fight!

He is more eager to fight than anyone!

Even what Lu Chaoge can see, Hou Zhendong, a Wuchi, doesn't think it strange to see Fang Yan.

He smiled at Wu Chi and said, "thank you for giving me such a chance to release my anger."

"I like to fight with angry people." Wu Chi said: "because only angry people will be desperate. At that time, you can really realize the value of life - to live or to die. "

"You are a philosopher."

"Every madman has the potential to be a philosopher. People who like me call me Wu Chi, people who don't like me call me Wu Chi. " Said Wu Chi with a smile. He glanced around and said, "there are only a few people watching. There is no hot discussion in the whole city, no crowd of 10000 people, no cheering, no clapping, no Boxing - it's a little too simple and shabby compared with the World War I between you and the thousand leaves Department of the eastern sword God three years ago. Do you feel lost? "

"I'm a fighter, not an actor." Fang Yan said. "The fewer people, the better, so we can have a good time."

"That's quite to my liking." Wu Chi applauds. "It's a matter of two people to fight. What can a group of useless guys do next to them?"

Before Wu Chi finished speaking, he raised his right foot and stepped on the stone on the ground.

Bang!

He stepped out a deep groove on the top of the hard rock slope. The stone in the groove had turned into powder foam when he exerted his force.

Boom -

a strong air current rushed out and went straight in the direction of Fangyan.

There is a deep crack in the direction of the air flow. The grass, trees and stones that are touched by the air flow are either broken in two or broken into pieces.

It's like eyes growing. It's followed by Fang Yan's standing direction and killed the past.

Fang Yan retreats, it continues to chase.

Fang Yan continues to retreat. He is still pursuing.

The gas is big and fierce, as if there is no end.

Fang Yan's body moves a step sideways, and Wu Chi stomps his feet. However, Wu Chi's cracking skill can not only integrate the strong Qi, but also make it look like a dragon. It's caused by the dragon's head and can kill people invisibly.

The crazing skill is the inspiration of guiyuantang, the first killer of Qin Dynasty thousands of years ago, when he saw the picture of the tortoise drying its shell. He integrated his unique family knowledge into the Yuanjing and improved it. Then he had the crazing skill with greater killing power.

The crazing skill kills people by strength. It hurts people's heart and viscera first, and then there are signs on the skin. For example, skin rupture or pore bleeding.

At that time, guiyuantang killed countless people by this unique skill, which was frightening. This unique skill is also called "the foot of the king of hell".

The king of hell let you die at the third watch. Who dares to keep you till the fifth watch?

After guiyuantang, he was hired by Chumo, the richest businessman in the state of Chu, to assassinate the king of Qin. He was assassinated by Wang Jian, the general beside him, and his father and son. The king of Qin was so angry that he ordered the nine families of the tortoise family to join them. As a result, the tortoise family disappeared overnight. The function of crazing has also been lost.However, I don't know why Hou Zhendong, a Wuchi, inherited his unique skill. When he was famous all over the world, the great name of the cracking skill was once again known to the world.

Once, Fang Yan and the old wine ghost Mo Qingdi drank wine. The old wine ghost commented on the world's unique skills, especially told Fang Yan the origin and various miracles of the crack skill.

And told Fang Yan, if you encounter a crack master, you must not soar.

At that time, Fang Yan thought it strange that the cracking skill was mainly for ground attack. Old wine ghost but just don't let Fang Yan soar. Isn't that where to stand and let others crack? How could there be such a thing in the world?

Now Fang Yan understands that the cracking skill is not only the ability of the feet, but also the ability of the fist.

Comparatively speaking, the attack frequency of cracking with two feet is far less rapid and sensitive than that with fist.

Fang Yan and Wu Chi met three times and saw that he had once given flowers to fairies and twice cracked.

Those two shows made Fang Yan think he was showing off and showing off his strength. Until now, Fang Yan suddenly realized that he was hiding his strength. Every time he uses his feet to crack, making the brain produce cognitive memory - making people subconsciously think that he can only use his feet to perform this unique skill, as long as he is aware of his feet.

"This sly old dog." Fang Yan scolded in his heart. He suspected that Wu Chi ran to him this afternoon, on the one hand, to urge him to go to dinner this evening, and on the other hand, to continue to paralyze him.

It's spicy!

Fang Yan's body is empty. The old force is old, but the new force is not.

Without strength to support, the body can only fall inertia.

However, if he falls, he will be cut into two parts by the crack skill below.

The heart of Taiji rotates wildly, and the realm of Taiji unfolds in an all-round way.

In Fangyan's brain area, those crisscross Qi sabres become more than a dozen thin lines flashing red light.

They block all routes of Fang Yan's moving forward or backward, left and right.

Fang Yan is like a sparrow shrouded in a power grid. When the power grid is under the hood, his body will be riddled with holes and cut into countless pieces of meat by those air knives.

Nature can't wait to die!

Fang Yan's body makes a 360 degree rotation movement in the air, and his feet step out of the triangular plum blossom step in the air.

When his steps are spread out, his body can stay in the air.

He swung his right hand and drew arcs in the air.

Tai Chi blows the dust!

He wants to clean those air knives like sweeping away the dust.

His palm smoothly extended into the gap between the air knife and the air knife. When he stirred up and wanted to stir the cloud and haze, countless huge and unmatched air streams suddenly converged towards his arm.

The wind!

"Not good." Fang Yan is very anxious.

Knife array!

This is actually a crack blade array!

Wu Chi randomly throws more than ten punches and then turns into more than ten Qi sabres. More than ten Qi sabres form an internal balanced array.

Fang Yan's hand reached in, trying to wipe out the Qi Sabre with one stroke. Zhu did not know that his behavior broke the internal balance of the sword array, and all the air currents were attracted to his body at once.

Fang Yan felt the burning pain in his arm, but it was too late to pull out the palm that had reached into the knife array.

His sleeves were burning, and the flames spread to his upper body.

Boom -

the sound of violent explosion sent Fang Yan's body flying backwards.

Like a homeless wild bird, like a broken paper Mandarin.

Click -

his body fell heavily on the hard and uneven ground.

Countless branches of wild grass were overwhelmed by him, and his body made an inertial sliding motion on the smooth grass.

Bang -

his head hit against a hard rock, which avoided sliding to the abyss of Jianfeng which could not be seen at all.

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