The smile on Feng Yuancheng's face froze before it could spread.
It was like the extreme cold before the earth was destroyed. Butterflies were flapping their wings, bees were busy gathering pollen, children were chasing and playing in the grass, and dung beetles were asking their mothers why they were eating shit … Everything was so quiet and beautiful.
A black cloud floated over and they were frozen into ice sculptures.
Feng Yuancheng felt that his heart was colder than an ice sculpture. Was this the Tai Chi master he invited? Was this the national third place he bragged about?
It was obviously a fake product!
If Wang Hongying was not the person he found, Feng Yuancheng would definitely suspect that this guy was paid by Fang Yan to cooperate with him … It was too fake. You flew so far away when I touched you. Do you think this is a martial arts film? We are too embarrassed to write a script like this when we are filming.
Xia Zhi's mouth was slightly open and her pupils were swollen. She could not believe the scene in front of her.
She wanted to say 'stop there'.
She wanted to say 'don't hurt people'.
She also wanted to say …
The battle was over before she could say anything.
Was this Tai Chi? Wasn't it too simple?
Was this Tai Chi? Wasn't it too domineering?
Liu Xueru's eyes opened in an instant.
His long beard was flying and his thick eyebrows were imposing without anger. His eyes were like sharp blades that cut Fang Yan's face again and again.
"Inch Force?" Liu Xueru asked in a deep voice.
"You can say that," Fang Yan said. "But we all call it Thunder."
Thunder not only used strength but also controlled the momentum.
Just now, when Fang Yan sent Wang Hongying flying, he first used Thunder and then used his inner force to beat him to the point that he could not fight back.
Fang Yan did not explain. He knew that Liu Xueru did not understand.
Liu Xueru stood up and walked straight to Fang Yan. He did not care about his disciple Wang Hongying's life and did not look at him from beginning to end.
It was as if he had become a dead man.
Heartless!
This was Fang Yan's evaluation of Liu Xueru. This kind of person was very dangerous. Because of their cold temperament, they were easy to get into a dead end when practicing martial arts. Without being able to establish a sect, it would be difficult for one to become a great master. However, this kind of person was extremely talented. If this was the ancient World of Martial Arts, they would be evil sects that harmed the world of martial arts and attempted to unify the world of martial arts. In the end, they were killed by young heroes.
Fang Yan pointed at Wang Hongying, who was lying on the ground vomiting blood, and reminded, "Don't you want to see your disciple? His internal organs are injured and he needs immediate treatment. "
"You want to break my Dao Heart?" Liu Xueru stared at Fang Yan with ridicule in his eyes, disdainful of his insignificant tricks. "Deaths and injuries are unavoidable in sparring. You hurt him. That's your ability. He was injured by you because he wasn't skilled enough. Who could be blamed? His life and death have nothing to do with me. Your life and death are under my control. "
"Sounds reasonable," Fang Yan said with a smile. "But this can't hide the fact that you're cruel and unscrupulous …"
"Bastard!" Liu Xueru shouted angrily. With a flash, he appeared in front of Fang Yan and clawed at Fang Yan's eyes.
Eagle Peck!
This move was extremely ruthless. He wanted to copy the eagle's man-eating method and forcefully dig out Fang Yan's eyeballs.
"You're courting death." Fang Yan was completely enraged. In sparring, even if Wang Hongying insulted his sect, he would only give a light punishment. This old thing's heart was vicious. He actually wanted to take someone's life and cripple them. It was really shameful and hateful.
Instead of retreating, he moved forward and clawed at Liu Xueru's wrists that were grabbing at his eyes.
Liu Xueru had rich combat experience and changed his move at the last moment. He changed the position of the eagle's peck and clawed at Fang Yan's wrists.
Fang Yan also changed his moves, looking for traces of Liu Xueru's claws after he changed his move.
The two changed their moves at the same time.
Their hands didn't touch, and their clothes didn't touch.
Their hands didn't touch, and their clothes didn't touch.
In the eyes of a bystander, it was like an old man and a handsome young man were playing a drinking game. One hand gesture changed, and the other followed. The difference was that the hand gestures became faster and faster, and the changes became fiercer and fiercer. Finally, it became a blurry phantom that couldn't be seen clearly.
However, the wind was whistling, and the atmosphere was solemn. Even if you couldn't see their moves clearly, you could feel that it was extremely dangerous. It was as if there was a big stone pressing on your heart, so heavy that you couldn't breathe.
In the blink of an eye, Fang Yan and Liu Xueru had already exchanged sixty or seventy moves. This guy dared to open a dojo in Yan Jing and accept disciples, so he really did have some skills.
Hiss …
The sound of clothes tearing came.
Fang Yan and Liu Xueru's figures were like magnets with strong magnetic fields, bouncing to the sides. Liu Xueru's face was ugly, and Fang Yan's hand was holding a piece of cloth that was torn from Liu Xueru's sleeve.
This time, it was obvious that Liu Xueru had lost by a bit.
"Good Kung Fu. Very fast reaction. Very strong Qigong. " Liu Xueru used the word "good" three times in a row, and stared at Fang Yan with sharp eyes, and said, "Who is your master? To be able to teach a disciple like you, your master must not be a nobody. You'd better say your master's name to avoid the flood rushing against the Dragon King Temple. If we meet again, I won't be able to explain it to your master's elders. "
Fang Yan was really angry and amused.
All along, he felt that Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan were very shameless. He didn't expect that the guy he met today was even more shameless than Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan combined.
"I have seen a lot of TV movies, and I have summed up a few conclusions to share with you. First, generally, people who take the initiative to say that you'd better say your master's name to avoid the flood rushing against the Dragon King Temple are bad people. Because good people don't need to care about their master's name, they only care about the opponent's position, right or wrong. Second, the person who takes the initiative to say this must be the weaker side. Third, this sentence is usually said after the fight is over. This is because the bad guy on the weaker side knows that he can't win, but he's too embarrassed to admit defeat directly, so he can only find a reason to get out of the situation by using his connections … "Fang Yan turned to look at Feng Yuancheng and said," You act in a movie. Do you always write your scripts like this? "
Feng Yuancheng thought about it seriously, and his face turned pale, feeling that he had been shot in the chest again.
Fang Yan looked at Liu Xueru with a smile, and said, "I won't let you get what you want. I won't give you the chance to use your relationship … Of course, the reason why I don't tell you my master's name has nothing to do with what I said. I just feel that … you can't have any relationship with us. "
"Arrogant kid." Liu Xueru's face was green with anger. Blue veins popped out, and all the bones in his body cracked. "Since you don't know how to appreciate favors, then don't blame me for hurting you."
Fang Yan waved at him, and said, "Come."
Liu Xueru raised the prayer beads with both hands, and pulled hard.
Pa!
The thread snapped, and the nineteen golden zhennan prayer beads scattered into a straight line.
Liu Xueru waved his right sleeve, and the nineteen prayer beads were all pulled into his robe.
"Break." With a loud shout, the nineteen prayer beads shot out like nineteen cannonballs. The nineteen prayer beads formed three formations, the First Grade Formation, the Three Talents Formation, and the Eleven Chain Formation. The formations were interlocked, and the beads were connected.
Each bead had killing intent, and each formation had killing intent.
Killing intent shook the heavens!
Like a swarm of locusts, like a sky full of stars, the 19 Sons formed two small formations and one large formation and charged towards Fang Yan. They surrounded and isolated him from all directions, as well as all possible escape routes and possible changes in the formation.
The three formations were connected, and formed a new formation: the End of Generations Formation.
This was a common saying in Jianghu. If the three formations passed through, not a single chicken or dog would be spared, and all humans and gods would be destroyed.
This was a sure-kill weapon used in large-scale battles, and its power was endless. Right now, there was only Fang Yan in the eye of the formation. If there were other parents and brothers standing together with Fang Yan, they would also be annihilated.
That was why there was the saying of ending one's descendants.
Fang Yan closed his eyes.
The Dantian in his body was scorching hot. That was because the heart of Tai Chi was stimulated by the strong killing intent, and it automatically operated.
The realm of Tai Chi, the land controlled by it, is my realm.
The land is mine, the cattle and sheep are mine, the mountains and rivers are also mine. Everything is mine.
I am the king!
Time stopped!
Space stopped!
Fang Yan could clearly see Feng Yuancheng's open mouth and the beads of sweat on his forehead. He could see Feng Yuancheng's frightened eyes and the light yellow fluff on his face. Wang Hongying also got up. His expression was ferocious with hatred, and the joy of revenge …
Time would not stop, and space would not stop.
However, in Fang Yan's eyes, everything seemed to have slowed down.
Just like an airplane flying high in the sky, when your speed reaches a certain number, you will find that the clouds are still, and so are you.
In fact, you are flying, moving, advancing at a supersonic speed.
The heart of Tai Chi, cleansing the muscles and marrow, strengthening the body and spirit.
Fang Yan moved.
His figure unfolded at the speed of a sand sculpture escaping from a rabbit, his posture relaxed, his expression romantic.
The first grade formation took the lead and attacked first.
He stretched out his right hand and grasped the first grade formation eye prayer bead, holding it in the palm of his hand.
The formation was broken!
The Three Talent Formation arrived in the blink of an eye. Fang Yan stretched out his hand again and grasped the prayer bead in the eye of the formation. It was as easy as picking a peach in the garden.
The formation was broken!
The eleven child chain formation surrounded Fang Yan. They formed a trident and fiercely stabbed towards Fang Yan's chest.
Fang Yan took out the three prayer beads in the eye of the formation and rearranged them. Then, he stuffed all the Prayer Beads he had picked from the Grade One Formation, Three Talents Formation, into the transformed Eleven Child Interlocking Formation.
Fang Yan's body moved like a ghost through the formation, his hands dancing up and down as fast as lightning.
Crack!
With a crisp sound, the nineteen prayer beads formed a spear in Fang Yan's hand.
The spearhead was like the head of a snake, swaying, looking left and right as if looking for prey.
Fang Yan pushed hard with both hands. The spear distorted space, cut through the air, and shot back at an unpredictable speed.
Liu Xueru was terrified and turned to escape.
Crack!
The prayer bead spear passed through Liu Xueru's body and nailed to the wall of the private room with a bang.
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