Chapter 678

"This bastard, son of a bitch, has agreed to go together - how can a man be so dishonest?"

This time, ye Fengsheng and Wang Kaixuan are really angry. They have made it clear that they will go to see Mr. Wang together. Why did you run by alone? This kind of behavior is much more serious than that when you go to the white head together and secretly bake oil.

"Yes. How can I be such a man? " Wang Kaixuan jumped to scold in anger. "Fang Yan is a bastard. One push is supposed to be, two push is overseas Chinese sentiment, three push four times is not to treat us as brothers. We are sincere to him. What does he mean by that? "

Ye gentle slightly frowns, she does not like to hear others scold Fang Yan. No matter what the reason is, don't like is don't like.

"Don't get excited. Listen to gentleness." Chen Yanqing stood up and said. "I don't understand what happened. What are you doing one by one?"

Li Xiaotian and Ruan Qian also let go of each other and ended their wrestling and gathered around to listen to Ye's gentle words.

Ye meekness nods to Chen Yanqing to express his gratitude, and says, "Fang Yan and I met a gentleman walking beside Shihezi. Mr. Fang Yan asked me to come back and let Fang Yan go back with him --"

"isn't Mr. Fang Yan going to kill people Ye Feng said with a pale face.

"Let's fuck." Li Xiaotian's mood is quite excited. He rushes to the corner to find a broadsword. Although their Li family is good at boxing, it's OK to have a broadsword to defend themselves, and it seems to have deterrent power. As for whether Mr. a can buy it or not, it's up to him.

Chen Yanqing looked at Ye meekness and said, "meekness, your body is not healed, so go back to rest first. Let's go. You can rest assured that as long as we are alive, we will never let Fang Yan suffer. "

" yes. I don't believe that Mr. Ruan can kill a group of us alone - "Ruan Jing roared, blushing. It's delicious for a handsome and gentle man to shout out such blood.

Leaf gentle refuse, say: "I go with you."

"Elder sister, your body -" ye Fengsheng would like to advise again.

"I won't do it. I'll watch." Ye said softly. "Watching is also a power. If there are more people to witness, Mr. Wang can't do too much for each other -- "

" I see. " Ye Feng nodded. "Let's go to sir."

"Let's see Fang Yan." Chen Yanqing said.

As a result, the group of young people strided towards the village head of yanziwu where Mr.

As they ran, they shouted at the passing yard.

"Killing for life, debt for money --"

"Mr. Fang Yan is coming, Mr. Fang Yan is coming --"

"come and see, big guy, Mr. Fang Yan is going to be given a justice --" -

on the way they ran, there were courtyard doors opened all the time.

Some courtyard doors are open, some people in the courtyard run out with them. More courtyard doors are closed at a faster speed after they are opened - some things are better not to be mixed.

When running to Fang's door, ye Fengsheng turns a corner, trots across the lobby, then runs to the backyard and shouts to Fang Huwei, who is sitting in the courtyard drinking tea: "Grandpa, Grandpa - Fang Yan has gone to see Mr. Fang, Mr. Fang Yan has asked him to see him - what's the East and west you have prepared?"

Fang Huwei was stunned, then laughed and said, "in the second drawer of the mahogany cabinet in my room, you can use it."

Ye Fengsheng answered and rushed into Fang Huwei's room for a while. He soon came out with something in his hand and ran towards the outside with his fat butt shaking. He said: "Grandpa, you don't need to come here - we are here..."

the voice was getting far away, and the people had disappeared before he had finished speaking.

Fang Huwei sat in the yard silent for a long time and said to the King Kong Eagle who looked around curiously: "it's late, but it's still standing out. Mr. "

he sighed and shook his wheelchair in a circle in the yard.

Fang Yan has never even seen his husband do it.

However, Fang Yan knows that he must be a master.

Can a gentleman who can cultivate a master of such realm as Bai Xiu be a mediocre?

Fang Yan and Bai Xiu have fought each other and started to thunder with one sword. Bai Xiu's sword technique has reached the highest meaning.

Fang Yan just heard that the old people in yanziwu said that Mr. Fang is good at using swords. He can't use the thundering swords to make them airtight and water can't be poured in.

However, he himself told the old people in the village that Bai Xiu was better at sword than me.

It is not clear whether the master is better than the apprentice or whether the apprentice is better than the blue. However, it is conceivable that both the master and the apprentice are masters of kendo.

You don't need a sword. Your hand is a sword.

It's a light sword.

There is no momentum rolling, no thunder and lightning.It seems that he is not a thunderbolt sword, but a soul subduing sword -

but Fang Yan knows that Mr. Fang makes a thunderbolt sword.

The ultimate meaning of the real thunder sword lies in "starting thunder in silence".

Bai Xiu's sword is thundering, powerful and powerful.

Bai Xiu takes the lead and loses too much.

Mr. A's sword is light and simple. You don't know where you will be shocked or where the thunder is - but you know in your heart that the thunder will detonate. It's like the last move he used when Fang Yan and Bai Xiu fought - Thunder is not as good as hidden thunder, sword is not as good as thunder, people come to thunder. The best part is that it's hidden without hair.

That's Bai Xiu's sword. It's also his last kill and life saving skill.

In Bai Xiu's opinion, that sword can be used as his own Assassin's mace.

Of course, that sword really brings great trouble to Fang Yan. Fang Yan caught lightning in the air and was almost fried into scraps by lightning.

However, with the palm as the sword, what you can use is such a unique skill.

"This great liar." Fang Yan thought bitterly. What's more, Bai Xiu is good at swords and superior to me. In order to make his disciples face up, he had no conscience to say such irresponsible words -

had known that Mr. Fang Yan was so fierce, he pretended to be dead when he met Mr. Fang Yan just now. Or I can send my girlfriend home first, and then I can't escape to die in Ye's house - until my body recovers or the heart of Taiji reappears.

It's very difficult for Yifang Yan to take this sword at this moment.

However, in his present state of mind, even if he died, he would take this sword.

At this point, he can't stand back.

Fang Yan's steps are unfolding. Mo Qingdi, a generation of veteran prodigy, creates a drunken crane to ride the wind.

Fang Yan's body becomes blurred. Under the sun, there is one Fang Yan, two Fang Yan, three Fang Yan and countless Fang Yan -

as seen by the naked eye, Fang Yan is everywhere!

Fang Yan thought that since he couldn't beat him, he would use a wise body method to avoid this killing move. After spending some time on him, he would find another chance to turn the table. Just like when he was dueling with the immortal seedling transplanter of Daochi Song Dynasty.

As long as he doesn't die, as long as he is alive, he can definitely find the opportunity for the Jedi to fight back.

Fang Yan's speed spread to the extreme. He felt that he had become a lightning bolt -

boom -

he felt his chest was tight, and then his body soared up and flew away.

When people are still flying in the mid air, their throat is fishy and sweet, and a large mouth of blood is spewed out.

It's like the 72 year old monkey king. He has a loop cloud of 18000 miles. Actually, he can't escape from the palm of Buddha's hand - Fang Yan is the monkey king, and Mr. Buddha is the Buddha.

Fang Yan still didn't get away.

Bang -

Fang Yan's body falls heavily on the hard stone ground, and then rolls backward and backward.

Bang -

Fang Yan's body hit the wall heavily, which made him stop hard.

He held up his body with both hands, wiped a blood stain on the corner of his mouth, and looked at the gentleman standing in the door in surprise.

Too strong!

Sir, it's too strong!

Although Fang Yan's body has not been able to recover from the "moving mountains" until now, Tai Chi's heart is also in a state of "stillbirth". However, this does not mean that Fang Yan has no fighting ability.

Without the heart of Taiji, Fang Yan is still the first-class master of yanziwu. Even if he confronts a character like ye Daoling, he won't let the other side take advantage of him -

however, when he faces his husband, he doesn't have any power to fight back.

Mr. Fang Yan's method is exhausted and still hard to escape.

This is not only a gap in strength, but also a gap in realm -

Mr. Zhang is still standing in the door, still standing in the shadow of the hut.

Fang Yan lies outside the house, in the warm sunshine.

His clothes were dyed red with blood, and the corners of his mouth were a little embarrassed because they were stained with blood.

Fang Yan looked at his husband with an incredible face and said, "why is this so? Why is the gap so large? "

"Fang Yan, don't you understand?" Sir looked at Fang Yan and said. One of his hands was still holding the enamel jar, in which there was half a jar of big leaf tea and tea. In the course of the battle, the tea did not splash out a drop.

"I don't understand." Fang Yan said. He didn't understand, and he didn't want to understand. He is a talented young man in yanziwu, who is praised by countless people. With his efforts, he has made breakthroughs again and again. He has just realized the light of Tai Chi. Although the heart of Tai Chi can not be used in this battle, he is vulnerable without the heart of Tai Chi?

"Realm." Said the gentleman."Realm." Fang Yan has a bad feeling in his heart. He stares at him with cold eyes and asks, "Sir, is it heaven's way?"