Quickly wear! Bind to the scumbag transformation system

"What is this? It smells so good?"

The ordinary white water suddenly turned into a mellow and rich milky brown color, and Shen Yutang was very surprised.

"Tea crisp candy is made by boiling milk residue and ginger candy and then drying them. Shepherds bring them with them when they go to the frontier to herd horses and sheep. They drink it with tea."

Fortunately, I bought some from the market when I was going down the cliff, specifically to deal with the troublesome Master Shen.

Shen Yutang blew on it, took a sip in a hurry, and his eyes lit up: "So sweet, so delicious"

Then he drank another sip in a hurry, like a child. Soon, the tea bowl was empty, and he looked up at Yu Fan eagerly: "More?"

Yu Fan shook his head: "Drinking too much makes my teeth hurt."

I don't plan to give it.

Who would have thought that this powerful demon cult leader would actually pull up Yu Fan's sleeve, looking at him with clear peach blossom eyes, with a hint of pride in his accent:

"Just one more drink"

Yu Fan had no choice but to let him grind another one, brewed another cup for him, and handed it to him:

"The last cup, today's portion is gone"

Shen Yutang was happy when he got it. He didn't care what he said and immediately lowered his head to drink.

Yu Fan curled the corners of his mouth slightly and turned around to continue watching the game outside the window.

The power of the Gentleman Sword is indeed not to be underestimated. In just a short moment, Fan Han from Qingxu Temple was already in a state of defeat, with sweat all over his forehead.

His eyes suddenly became sharp, and he wanted to use his sword skills from the beginning again. He wanted to buy time with the speed of his sword and find Qi Tan's weakness.

But he underestimated the power of the Gentleman Sword. Qi Tan was agile and narrowly avoided every fatal move. Then he swung the sword in his hand to form an indestructible shield to block Fan Han's attack.

The process was so exciting that the audience watched it intently, afraid of missing a single move.

Seeing that the incense was about to burn out, two figures rushed forward and mixed into a group. Only the sound of ping-pong moves could be heard. In an instant, more than a dozen moves had passed. The two men each stepped back a few steps and stood at the two ends of the martial arts field.

Fan Han's arm holding the sword was shaking, blood soaked his sleeves and dripped down the sword.

Qi Tan held a sword in his hand, dignified like a gentleman, and bowed and said:

"Senior, thank you for letting me."

Fan Han was exhausted, staring blankly at the sword in his hand, as if he couldn't believe that he had lost. It was only then that the disciples of Qingxu Temple saw that something was wrong, and two of them came up and carried him away.

Shen Yutang squinted at the scene in front of him, his face a little cold, and winked at Fang Tianwen in the audience.

At this time, the Beggars' Sect elder Yu Xin walked onto the stage, looked at Qi Tan with appreciation, and then looked at the people in the audience:

"Excuse me, who else wants to challenge Qingshan Sect's Qi Tan?"

The people below were talking about it.

"This Gentleman Sword is indeed worthy of its reputation. It defeated two masters, Nie Xing and Fan Han, one after another. It is really amazing"

"Yes, it seems that he is the leader of the martial arts world this time. It seems that the Qingshan Sect will be the largest sect in the martial arts world in the future."

Sure enough, Qi Tan's two games shocked the people off the court, especially when they saw Taoist Fan's lost look just now, everyone was convinced.

"No problem, Master Qi is worthy of being the leader of the martial arts world."

"Yes, no problem."

Yu Xin stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Okay, since everyone agrees, the Qingshan Sect will all..."

Before he finished speaking, a voice came from below: "I have an opinion."

As he spoke, Fang Tianwen had already jumped onto the stage in black clothes.

Yu Xin saw that he was very skilled and had a handsome appearance, so he asked, "May I ask who you are?"

Fang Tianwen was about to answer when someone recognized him and shouted in horror, "He, he is the Blood Demon Cult leader's confidant, the Black Clothes Guard leader Fang Tianwen. I've seen him before."

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene suddenly became chaotic. Everyone thought that the Blood Demon Cult was attacking, so they picked up their weapons and looked around carefully, ready to fight.

This made Shen Yutang, who was sitting behind the table, laugh so hard that he leaned back on the table like a boneless person:

"Hahaha, this is so fun, so interesting"

Yu Fan was speechless and helped him move the kettle off the table to avoid scalding him: "Donor, you didn't come here just to see the joke, did you?"

He absolutely believes that this is possible. This person is afraid that the world will not be in chaos.

Shen Yutang's eyes turned when he heard this, and a hint of playfulness appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Yeah, how about it, is it funny?"

Yu Fan didn't want to pay attention to him and turned to look out the window.

Several monks, elders, and the headmaster all stood in front of the stage with serious faces and shouted at Fang Tianwen:

"You are a member of the Demonic Cult. What is your intention in coming to the Martial Arts Conference?"

Fang Tianwen looked at them coldly: "Don't worry, I came here this time in the name of the leader to challenge the best martial artist in the martial arts world. I have no other purpose."

There was an uproar in the audience, "They are here for the game? They are not here to cause trouble?"

"It seems to be true. Otherwise, why would he reveal his identity just now? It would be best if he could just do it without anyone noticing while we were watching."

"Well, this demon sect Shen Yutang has always been unpredictable. Maybe he just wanted to strike a blow to the arrogance of our martial arts world."

The people below were indignant, "Compare with him, Master Qi, compare with him"

They all shouted at once.

Fang Tianwen bowed to several martial arts masters at this time and said:

"My dear seniors, the leader of the martial arts world must be a strong one. Didn't you just say that regardless of identity or gender, then someone on our side is also qualified to participate, right?"

This statement hit the sore spot of these decent people, and they couldn't afford to slap him in public, so they could only reluctantly agree. They all stepped down from the stage.

Qi Tan drew his sword at this time: "Devil, good and evil cannot coexist. Today, I will represent the righteousness of the martial arts world and let you, the people of the demon sect, see how we can defeat you openly."

Fang Tianwen also raised the knife in his hand: "No point in talking any more, just attack!"

The two figures immediately engaged in a fight, and as soon as they started, they both used their best skills, trying to defeat the other as quickly as possible.

The lights and shadows of swords and knives crisscrossed. Fang Tianwen danced the sword in his hand like an insect or a dragon, with endless changes. Qi Tan was not weak either. He swung a long sword at him, and the sword wind was fierce and powerful.

It was even more exciting than the previous match, because the two people represented the good and evil sides of the martial arts world, and they didn't have to abide by any rules; they both wanted to kill each other.

At this moment, Qi Tan's sword, which had been defending but not attacking, suddenly moved sideways, made a sword flower in the air, and stabbed Fang Tianwen's ribs at a tricky angle.

Fang Tianwen was unable to dodge and was stabbed, falling onto the stage.

This move was thrilling and brilliant, making the martial artists' blood boil. They kept shouting "Alliance Leader Qi, Alliance Leader Qi is mighty!"

Fang Tianwen seemed to be in disbelief, covering his wound and looking at Qi Tan: "You, your move...?"

Qi Tan didn't give him a chance to speak and was about to kill him with a sword.

At this moment, there was suddenly a puff of thin smoke, blinding everyone's eyes. When they looked again, Fang Tianwen was no longer on the training ground.