My ring is too bad

Chapter 225 Xia Kunpeng

Those masters were also unambiguous, and just in case, they immediately used their killer moves when they came up.

"It's boring for you to be so cautious." Fang Gan sat up from the ground all of a sudden, and said with some disappointment.

Zhang Qilin also returned to his normal demeanor.

"You guys are really not poisoned."

Xia Zhanqing narrowed his eyes, he poisoned just to try his luck, after all, real masters are not so easy to be poisoned.

However, Fang Gan and Zhang Qilin had already eaten the poisoned food and inhaled the poisonous incense, and they were still fine, which surprised him a bit.

But today a killing plan was set up, even if the two of them were not poisoned, they must be kept.

Among the eight masters, one stood behind Xia Zhanqing without moving, while the other seven rushed towards Fang Gan and Zhang Qilin.

Five of them killed Fang Gan, and two of them killed Zhang Qilin.

The five people who killed Xiang Fanggan were five brothers and sisters, known as the Songshan Five Swordsmen, all over the age of 70, and they were all sword masters at the second level of foundation building. master.

Fang Gan grabbed it with his hand, and the Shadowless Sword of the Emperor Bing appeared in his hand. He fought with the five of them, and the sword was full of energy in an instant, leaving deep marks on the ground and walls.

The five brothers and sisters teamed up to form a sword array, attacking continuously, but they still couldn't suppress Fang Gan.

At the same time, an expert held an iron rod and threw it at Zhang Qilin. The true energy was condensed on the iron rod, and the air was swept out with white ripples.

Zhang Qilin got up and retreated, dodging the stick.

With a bang, the octagonal table full of food was smashed, and a deep hole was made on the ground by an iron rod.

Swish Swish Swish!Another master who is good at concealed weapons threw out several throwing knives, each of which was filled with true energy, which could instantly kill warriors below the seventh level of innateness.

"Good time." Zhang Qilin raised his hands flat to draw a circle, and the white zhenqi flowed and entangled like silk threads. This is one of the Taijiquan moves - winding silk strength, which uses the word "soft" in Taijiquan to the extreme.

Those flying knives flew into Zhang Qilin's palms as if they were being pulled, wrapped in white zhenqi.

"Gathering energy into silk, this old man is also a master of foundation building!" Seeing this scene, Xia Zhanqing's face changed slightly, and he growled: "Master Wang, it's up to you."

A short man with tense muscles jumped out and rushed towards Zhang Qilin.

"Go!" Zhang Qilin pushed with both hands, and several throwing knives shot towards Master Wang.

Ding Ding Ding!
The flying knife hit Master Wang, but there were crisp sounds of gold and iron striking each other, leaving no wounds.

"Beihe Province, Wang Jinsong." Master Wang swept his hand over the place where he was hit by the flying knife and said to Zhang Qilin.

"Taian Bureau, Zhang Qilin." Zhang Qilin chuckled and said, "It is indeed very powerful to be able to practice hard qigong to this extent."

"I don't want to fight against the Tai'an Bureau, but I owe the Xia family a favor, and I have to pay it back today, so..." Wang Jinsong exploded with qi in his body, and his body suddenly doubled in size, becoming tall and strong, with cloth on his body. It was covered with blue-purple tendons, and its muscles turned dark gold, as if it contained explosive power.

At this moment, Wang Jinsong was like an ancient tyrannosaurus, stepping on the bluestone floor one by one, leaving a long series of deep footprints. He suddenly accelerated his sprint, brought up afterimages, and punched Zhang Qilin.

"Please die in peace!"

A tiger condensed with true energy appeared on his fist, roaring like thunder from the sky, with the effect of shocking the enemy.

"Compared with strength, I'm not afraid of the old man either."

Unaffected at all, Zhang Qilin took a step forward, clasped his hands together, condensed a solid ball of true energy, and threw it at Wang Jinsong like a hammer, "Eat me, stop and beat!"

boom!
With a loud explosion, the ground centered on the two of them shattered, and all the tables, chairs, vases and other items were smashed to pieces.

Wang Jinsong took seven or eight steps back before he managed to stabilize his figure, leaving seven or eight deep pits on the ground.

However, Zhang Qilin stood there calmly and calmly, deciding who was stronger and weaker between the two.

Xia Zhanqing felt a little bad, the old man Fang Gan brought was so strong.

On the other side, Fang Gan no longer entangled, suddenly erupted, and a sword qi swept out, followed by a lost step, and his body turned into phantoms.

Dihai Chaotian slapped out, and palm shadows all over the sky overlapped and slapped towards the five masters of swordsmanship.

The five people wielded their swords and performed exquisite sword moves, smashing the sword energy and all palm shadows.

But at this time, Fang Gan had already used the ring to teleport behind them, and the Shadowless Sword slashed out, cutting off a woman's head, and the body was covered in frost.

"Fourth Sister!" The four cried out in mourning, and turned around to kill Fang Gan angrily.

"The Unbeaten Emperor Fist!" Fang Gan used the first stage of the Unbeaten Emperor Fist, the Joyful Spirit Realm, and thrust out with a sword as a fist, a golden sword aura appeared with an incomparably domineering aura.

With a pop, a man raised his sword to block it, but his sword was broken by the sword energy. Then the sword energy passed through his head and killed him directly. His body turned into an ice sculpture.

"Second brother!" The remaining three were angry and shocked, Fang Gan's explosive strength was much stronger than before.

"Cut!" Fang Gan slashed with his sword, and the golden sword energy reappeared. He was invincible in the realm of Huanling.

The remaining three people already had the intention of retreating. Seeing the sword qi coming, they backed up and dodged one after another, but one of them couldn't dodge in time, and was cut in two by the sword qi.

Fang Gan pursued and stopped in front of the last two people. With one punch and one sword, he beheaded the two whose fighting spirit had weakened.

Seeing this, Xia Zhanqing took a few steps back in fright, his face full of skeptical expressions, he couldn't figure out how this kid could be so strong even though he was only at the second level of foundation building.

The Five Swords of Songshan are masters in the hidden world, and they are extremely powerful when they join forces. Xia Zhanqing had previously determined that the five of them could kill Fang Gan. Not only did they promise generous benefits, but they also offset a favor. How could Xia Zhanqing accept that they were all killed by Fang Gan within minutes?

Xia Zhanqing saw Fang Gan striding towards him with the Emperor Armor Shadowless Sword in his hand, so he quickly woke up and shouted for everyone in the Xia family to run.

The shadowless sword flashed past, and Xia Zhanqing was beheaded by Fang Gan's sword, and blood flew out.

Xia Zhanqing died, and everyone in the Xia family immediately felt that they had lost their backbone. They were so frightened that they screamed and ran away.

Wang Jinsong and the two masters with iron bars and throwing knives were left in the arena.

The experts who used iron rods and flying knives saw that the two people they wanted to kill were too strong, and the tragic death of Songshan Wujian was right in front of them, so they suddenly thought of retreating.

Only Wang Jinsong was still full of fighting spirit, and continued to rush towards Zhang Qilin with a roar.

The masters with iron rods and flying knives wanted to leave, but were stopped by Fang Gan.

"Come when you want, leave when you want, is there such a good thing in the world?" Fang Gan looked at the two with a sneer.

"We have no grievances with the two of you, but the Xia family invited us to help, please let us go, and we will not be enemies from now on." The master with the throwing knife said solemnly.

"They are going to kill us, so there is no grudge?" Fang Gan said with a sneer, "It's easy to leave, just kill me."

"Your Excellency, do you really want to do this?" The expert with the throwing knife looked at Fang Gan and said, he raised his hands suddenly, and dozens of poisonous needles emitting blue light flew towards Fang Gan from his sleeves.

The master who used the iron rod also took the opportunity to make a move. The power was exerted from the feet, and concentrated on the arms from the waist. The iron rod pierced the air and made a sonic boom, piercing Fang Gan's heart as fast as lightning.

Fang Qian smiled slightly and used the art of gold control. The silver needles were fixed in the air one after another, and the iron rods that were poked began to decompose inch by inch and turned into iron filings.

"Take the way of the person, and treat the person's body."

Fang Qian waved his hand, and all the poisonous needles and iron filings shot back.

The two quickly circulated their true energy and turned it into a gas mask to protect their bodies against those silver needles and iron filings.

Part of the iron filings and silver needles left densely packed fine holes on the ground.

Fang Gan stepped forward and slashed out with a sword. The shadowless sword infused with aura directly chopped the two people's shields of true energy, and a sword would kill the master with an iron rod.

The master of the flying knife was flexible and tried to escape, but Fang Gan unhurriedly activated the Apocalypse Soul Jade on his neck, and the mental attack immediately hit the opponent.

The other party screamed, stopped, covered his head and fell down. Blood flowed from his seven orifices, but he was only seriously injured and not dead.

Fang Gan walked over and stabbed the heart and head directly, sending him back to the west.

In the room, Wang Jinsong was beaten flying by Zhang Qilin for the seventh time, with blood overflowing from his mouth and nose, and even his internal organs were displaced a bit by the beating, but his fighting spirit became stronger, and he got up again and rushed towards Zhang Qilin. go.

"Tai Chi Boundless!" Zhang Qilin was also a little impatient. He gathered his energy and struck out with a fierce move, sending Wang Jinsong flying away. With a loud bang, half of the house collapsed.

Wang Jinsong couldn't get up at all, he was spitting out blood, he was crushed under the ruins, and his figure also shrunk back to his previous short appearance.

Fang Gan wanted to make up the knife, but was stopped by Zhang Qilin: "This guy is a man, let him live."

At this moment, a palm print with such powerful energy that even the palm prints were clearly visible came from outside the house. Zhang Qilin and Fang Qian quickly took action to block it.

boom!
Houses that were already crumbling were completely reduced to ruins.

Fang Gan and Zhang Qilin flew out of the collapsed house, and Zhang Qilin flew out of the ruins with the half-dead Wang Jinsong in his hand and landed in the courtyard.

But he saw an old man with white hair and childlike face standing in a black robe standing in the courtyard.

The old man's eyes were as sharp as the eyes of an eagle, and wherever he looked, there seemed to be thunderbolts exploding in the air.

"Who is Fang Gan?" The old man looked at Fang Gan and Zhang Qilin, and finally stopped on Fang Gan, and said in a cold voice, "Is it you?"

Feeling the other party's powerful aura, both Zhang Qilin and Fang Gan guessed the other party's identity.

Fang Gan took a step forward, looked at the old man fearlessly, and said loudly: "Your grandfather, I am Fang Gan, who are you?"

"Old man Xia Kunpeng." The old man said proudly, raised his hand and pointed towards Fang Gan, and a small dragon condensed with true energy roared and flew towards Fang Gan, "Since you are Fang Gan, then go die!"

(End of this chapter)