Weird and hard to kill?Sorry, I'm the real immortal

On this day, a staff member came to the captain's office.

"Captain, the minister asked you to go to meeting room 3, and the West sent a call request."

Fang Xiu raised his head slowly, put down the black pen that was signing the document, and said calmly, "Is it finally unbearable?"

After speaking, he immediately got up and went to meeting room No. 3.

He wants to see what tricks the West is going to do.

When he arrived at the conference room, the conference room was already full of people, ministers, captains and Taoist leaders.

When Fang Xiu entered, everyone in the conference room stood up one after another, nodded and saluted: "Captain!"

Fang Xiu nodded, then sat on the main seat, and the rest of the people took their seats.

Ever since he subdued the Taoist Buddha and the sixth-level powerhouse, his power has been at the height of the sky, and some people have even made him a god secretly, and what's more, he has enshrined his tablet at home, worshiping him every day to protect his family from being invaded by weirdness.

At this time, the minister said: "Fang Xiu, the God of the West sent a call request to talk to you, do you see?"

"Connected." Fang Xiu said calmly.

The minister turned his head and signaled to the staff, who immediately went to debug the signal.

During the waiting period, Li Xiaoru, who has always been grumpy, scolded: "Those foreign devils must not be able to fart. I gave them a month and they still haven't returned the antiques. They just need to clean up!"

"No, no." The old Taoist Wuwei stroked his beard, "From the point of view of the poor, the God of the West may have come to seek peace, and wanted to bargain. After all, with the power of Captain Fang, looking at the world, who doesn't have eyesight dare to make mistakes?"

Seeing that Wuwei is flattering, Kongjian is not to be outdone, and immediately stated: "Captain Fang, my subordinates are willing to go to the west to promote the prestige of the headquarters!"

At this time, the staff trotted in.

"Captain, the signal has been debugged, is it connected?"

"Ah."

"Yes, Captain."

The staff immediately turned on the video call, and a man with dark skin, square nose and wide eyes, and a white suit appeared on the screen in the conference room.

"God is a black man?" Yang Ming asked in surprise. For him who never read the news, this was the first time he saw God.

When the black God in the picture saw Fang Xiu, the leader, he couldn't help showing a stern smile on the corner of his mouth, and his white teeth looked extremely glaring against the dark skin.

"It's the first time we met, the prophet just stopped." The voice was interpreted simultaneously.

"I don't like nonsense." Fang Xiu stared at the black man in the picture and said calmly.

God smiled coldly: "In that case, then I'll just say it straight, you can go back to Xia Kingdom's antiques, but just one word from you is not enough. There is no such cheap thing in the world."

"Oh? It seems that you are going to war."

"Fang Xiu, you have to know that the battle between the sixth-level powerhouses is not as simple as you think. Although I don't know what method you used to recover the two sixth-level powerhouses, I'm afraid it's not that easy just because they want to kill me. And if I just want to run away and hide to wait for an opportunity to take revenge on Xia Guo, the price is not something you can afford!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces became a little dignified.

Wuwei even sent a voice transmission to the crowd: "Captain, what he said is true, the sixth-level powerhouse is very difficult to kill, and his vitality is extremely strong. If he wants to escape, Kong Jian and I are not 100% sure to keep him. Once he destroys the Xia country and shoots a shot to change places, the consequences may be unimaginable.

And I watched the video of him resisting the nuclear bomb on the mobile phone. Although the spirit body of the sixth level is strong, it has not reached the point of resisting the nuclear bomb without injury.

This also proves that this person's physical strength or resilience is better than mine, and he should be a spiritual master who pays attention to physical abilities. The survival ability of such a spiritual master cannot be underestimated. "

Following the explanation of Daoist Wuwei, the faces of everyone became more and more gloomy.

Seeing everyone's dignified faces, the black God couldn't help showing a smug expression: "Of course, I won't give up my territory and go to your country of Xia to wreak havoc until the last moment, so I thought of a compromise.

The world of imperial spirit masters depends on force after all, but the aftermath of a fight between the sixth-level powerhouses is too great, and it is difficult to tell the winner until the moment of life and death. I propose to hold a duel competition. You Xia Guo and my west will each send three people. The sixth-level imperial spirit masters are not allowed to fight.

In this way, the world war is avoided, and the result of the duel is more convincing. "

Speaking of this, the Black God glanced at Fang Xiu with great interest: "Of course, Captain Fang can also fight the juniors in person, but the premise is that you can't rely on weirdness. If you Xia Guo wins, I will return the antiques with both hands, but if you lose, then these antiques will belong to the West!"

"Made, this nigger bullies people too much, brother Xiu, let me go to a duel, I will abuse the three of them with one hand!" Yang Ming said angrily.

The minister was thoughtful, temporarily turned off the call, and said to Fang Xiu: "Fang Xiu, this method is a compromise. If we choose three people to fight, our chances of winning are still very high. Among other things, Fang Moli, who is holding the Xuanyuan Sword, has no chance of losing when facing a person below the sixth level."

Fang Moli, who was @, looked aloof, as if he hadn't heard it, silently took out the Xuanyuan Sword, and wiped it gently.

But in his heart, he was thinking that it would be a good stage to represent Xia Guo and defeat the powerful western enemy in the eyes of the world.

Empty view and inaction also expressed their views on the sidelines.

"Captain, it's a good way to compete with each other. My Taoists are invincible at the same level."

"Captain, I am the first in the fifth rank of Buddhist disciples!"

For a moment, all eyes were on Fang Xiu.

But Fang Xiu calmly said: "Turn on the sound."

The staff immediately complied.

The Black God's chuckle came from the video: "What about the prophet Fangxiu? How did you discuss my proposal? Letting the juniors compete will not only avoid a situation where both sides will suffer, but also win and lose. Is there any need to discuss it? Could it be that you Xia Guo thinks that you can't compare with the West, and you can't find three people who can fight?"

Fang Xiu ignored the black god's ridicule, stared at him indifferently with those extremely deep eyes, and said calmly: "You seem to have made a mistake."

"Oh?" The black god frowned slightly.

Fang Xiu continued: "The method you mentioned is a compromise strategy based on the fact that both parties are on an equal footing, but...you and I are never equal.

In other words, what kind of thing are you, worthy of a duel with Xia Guo?When will it be your turn to make demands on me?

It's just an existence that can be crushed to death at will. Remember, not everyone can make a proposal, and you are not qualified for it.

For me, you just have to choose to obey, or die, there is no third option. "