I Became A Patriarch At The Age Of Seven

The outer pavilion of Tianji Pavilion is comparable to Doutai.

I heard that there is a sect that I have never heard of before, and it is not even a ninth-class sect that is going to challenge the eight-class sect Fengyun Sect, and many people came to watch the fun for a while.

On the platform, Yang Nian and Fang Cun stood at one end of the platform.

Under Bidoutai are several disciples recognized by the sect of Tianji Pavilion, and Wang Xun is accompanying him.

Obviously, there is also a distinction between superiors and inferiors in the Tianji Pavilion. The sect grade determines that Si naturally belongs to the category with relatively high status, while Wang Xun's status is lower.

The onlookers looked at the very disproportionate two on the platform, and the corners of their mouths twitched.

"This little brat... Really want to challenge the Grandmaster's other dimensions?"

"It's too self-sufficient. I'm afraid even a single finger of Fang Cun can't handle it!"

"Haha! Do you need to move your finger? You may not think too highly of him. Fang Cun released the imposing manner of the Great Master, you don't need to touch that little brat, just kneel."

"Too……"

There was a sneering sound from the audience, and no one was optimistic about Yang Nian. Even among the disciples of the Tianji Pavilion-level recognition division, two guys were falling asleep with their heads lowered.

In their view, this fight was hardly necessary.

The results are clear at a glance.

But since both sides have occupied the stage, let's go through the motions. No one really cares how the fight goes.

On the platform, Fang Cun looked at Yang Nian.

"In order not to let people say that I bully children, I will let you do three tricks!" Fang Cun felt good about himself.

With so many people watching, he must think about his own reputation.

Love the young!

Yang Nian shook his head and said, "Sect Master Fang Cun doesn't need to be so polite, just let the horse come over."

As soon as Yang Nian said this, there was a sigh of relief.

"He's such a ignorant guy, let the Great Master let his horse come over, isn't that courting death?"

"Just one move to defeat it. What are you still doing?"

As soon as the freshness passed, everyone felt that the battle had lost its focus.

Fang Cun raised the corners of his mouth slightly and smiled strangely. This is what he was waiting for.

The so-called politeness in the past was just a pretense.

"Then you have to be careful! Bidou will inevitably have an accident... If you hurt you, don't blame me." Fang Cun said.

Yang Nian looked indifferent, "It's okay."

first,

You have to hurt me.

"Since I asked you to do three tricks, you don't appreciate it! Then! I don't need a weapon!" Fang Cun felt that he still had to be a bit of a Great Master, otherwise the "appearance" would be too ugly to avoid being talked about.

He is a head who loves Face...

"I advise you to use weapons." The versatile knife has slipped from Yang Nian's sleeve to his hand.

The knife was only about fifteen centimeters in size, and it was somewhat comical to hold in his hand, which immediately caused laughter from below.

"Am I right? That little brat's weapon turned out to be a fruit knife!"

"This is a fight? Let's play house!"

"Hey! Don't hurt people's self-esteem, you guys, the seedlings need care."

...

Yang Nian didn't care at all about the laughter of the people below, you know a bird.

If it weren't for the city of Vermillion Bird, I would have killed you one by one!

Fang Cun was full of contempt when he saw the knife in Yang Nian's hand, how poor is Kongkong Pai? Is this a weapon?

What a shame!

"coming!!"

Fang Cun let out a low drink and slammed his fist at Yang Nian.

He had heard Lu Buren mentioned before that this little brat is somewhat capable, so he despised it strategically, but he didn't take it lightly in terms of tactics. The punch was covered with the power of the Grandmaster realm.

bombarded.

It didn't even hold back at all.

If Yang Nian was hit by this punch, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die!

So cruel!

"Since you have murderous intentions! Then I'm welcome." Yang Nian stood still.

It wasn't until the fist slammed in front of him that Yang Nian performed Shunpo, and the brush suddenly disappeared in place.

Fang Cun originally thought that he would directly knock Yang Nian out with one punch, but to his surprise, when the fist hit, Yang Nian disappeared, and his punch was completely empty.

Fang Cun is still in shock,

Have absolutely no idea what happened.

However, Yang Nian suddenly appeared behind Fang Cun.

He didn't kill him immediately, but with a flash of cold light from the ever-changing knife, he tore the clothes on his right shoulder directly, and with a small hand, he grabbed the clothes to shreds.

At this moment, Fang Cun's right shoulder wrapped in gauze appeared.

The ever-changing knife flashed again and shredded the gauze in an instant.

A round hole-shaped wound appeared in front of Yang Nian's eyes.

Yang Nian's continuous movements were extremely fast, almost in an instant, and at this moment Fang Cun finally reacted, propped up his feet on the ground, and shot out, instantly distanced himself from Yang Nian.

Yang Nian did not pursue the victory, but stared at Fang Cun from a distance, "It's really you."

Fang Cun's heart skipped a beat.

At this point, he certainly knew what Yang Nian meant.

He didn't deny it: "I was discovered by you, so what?"

The conversation between the two was inexplicable, and the people below were confused.

However, at this moment, Yang Nian's expression suddenly turned cold, and said, "Nothing. It's just that I have always held grudges, and I will compare the money!"

It was verified that Fang Cun was attacking and killing his own murderer.

Yang Nian has no intention of letting go.

No longer polite, the figure flashed and moved to Fang Cun with a blink of an eye.

The ever-changing knife instantly turned into a pitch-black long sword, and stabbed out with a puff.

long sword,

Without warning, it pierced into the chest of Fangcun!

Blood rushes.

Fang Cun stared at Yang Nian in disbelief, completely dumbfounded.

"He! How did he get close?" For the first time, panic appeared in Fang Cun's eyes. Because he only realized now what kind of monster he was facing.

The people watching the battle below also held their breath for a moment, completely shocked by the scene in front of them.

"So fast!"

"I can't see how he got in front of Fang Cun at all..."

"How is that possible? The breath on this little brat is obviously only Martial Student Ninth Stage... How can the speed be so fast?"

"And have you noticed... that little knife just now seems to have turned into a sword..."

Before everyone laughed at Yang Nian,

But as soon as Yang Nian made his move, they were completely exclaimed.

This guy is not bronze! But the king.

Fang Cun's chest hurt, and in public, he was seriously injured by a child, and his face was very unbearable.

He was pierced by the long sword, and his figure suddenly retreated.

He broke away directly from the long sword that pierced his body, and the blood was soaring. He tapped on his body a few times, and luck stopped the bleeding.

His face was a little pale, but the anger in his chest was burning, and the hatred was infinite!

"Looking for death!!" Fang Cun burst out with a grandmaster's aura, and even though he didn't want to use a sword, he suddenly pulled out his long sword.

"The Sword of the Wind!"

Jian Yang,

Wind blows.

Suddenly, countless wind blades and sword lights interlaced, and the sword shadow of the wind swiftly and fiercely shrouded Yang Nian.

The sword of the gust of wind, as fast as the gust of wind!

It's almost here!

"It seems Fang Cun is angry. The Sword of the Wind is his signature Martial Skill. When he was a Half step Great Master, he relied on this Sword Technique to injure the Great Master First Stage powerhouse... This little brat is going to die now. peeling skin."

"It's over. It's a pity that little brat."

People feel that the end is set.

Some have even closed their eyes.

Yang Nian's expression froze,

This blast sword is really fast! But compared to Wuji Kendo and Cold Light Thirteen Swords, it is still far behind.

"Hanguang Thirteen Swords!"

The long sword was raised, and one hundred and eight sword shadows shone out. Almost in an instant, a dense collision sounded, and then the square-inch sword shadow collapsed, and the long sword in his hand shattered into pieces, leaving only the hilt in hands.

Fang Cun froze directly! !

With a look of horror on his face, he stared at Yang Nian like a devil.

Faith collapsed in an instant.

However, at this time,

"Shoot!"

Yang Nian let out a low voice, and the long sword in his hand suddenly burst out. The one-meter-six sword body soared to more than ten years long, and with a puff, it pierced Fangcun's chest again.

Immediately blood spattered!

It fell to the ground and shattered, blooming into a bright blood flower.

And Yang Nian stood there, holding a ten-meter long sword in his hand...

That picture was very weird.

On Yang Nian,

Let the saying that my 40-meter broadsword is unbearable, become a reality...

ps: The fourth one will be delivered. Today's recommendation ticket is a bit less to ask for. Yesterday, there were more than 500 recommended votes, and this is the chapter plus update.