Hua Xia's proverb says: the spear is the king of all weapons, the sword is the king of all weapons, and the rod is the leader of all weapons.
The old drunkard was cleaning his spear.
It was a silver spear, made of refined steel, the tip of the spear reflected a cold light.
The old drunkard was good at using spears, but he rarely used them.
The spear was heavy and slender, the spear's momentum was mighty and domineering. Once the momentum of the spear was connected, it would become an impenetrable spear formation. It fit the old drunkard's invincible image very well.
However, the old drunkard hadn't used a spear for a long time. Including when he crossed the East Ocean and challenged the 37 East Islands.
Because he used his strength to the extreme, what he needed to learn now was how to save it.
So he started using his sword, or his fists.
He had kept this [Phoenix Spear] for a long time, but after his meridians were destroyed in the battle with the dragon god, he never took it out again.
The silver spear was covered in dust in the corner, so he took it out and cleaned it.
Ga — —
The wooden door of the courtyard was pushed open.
Fang Huwei was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at the old drunkard cleaning his spear in the room and asked: "Why are you cleaning your spear?"
"The killing intent is too strong," the old drunkard said indifferently. "When the killing intent is strong, the spear can be used to show its power."
Fang Huwei sighed softly and said: "Your body hasn't recovered yet, you can't use your strength, just rest well. Fang Yan went out, Fang Hao went out, Cheng Xin also went out with his people. The heroes and warriors also went out. "
"Fang Yan went out, Fang Hao went out, Zhao Cheng went out, the heroes and warriors also went out, I can also go out."
The old drunkard put the dusty handkerchief into his pocket, stood up with the spear in his hand, and as he passed by Fang Huwei, he loudly said: "I'm not going out as Hua Xia's Azure Dragon, I'm going out as a member of the Fang family. I don't have strength, but I have martial arts. I don't have martial arts, but I have brute force. I kill with blood, cut with knives. That will always be useful. "
Fang Huwei laughed and said, "Then let's go. I'll recite a poem for you — — "
The old drunkard pushed open the back door of the courtyard and quickly disappeared in the snow.
The old wooden door creaked as it was blown open and closed by the wind.
Fang Huwei's voice was hoarse and sorrowful as he recited an ancient poem, "Ten years Yan Fang, drinking the Han River. They were both spinning wheels. Regret that we met in the past, three thousand miles away, three thousand miles away. The heroic spirits of the universe are tranquil and generous, willing to serve in mere ink and brush. "
"The ambition of a man wants a spear and a sword. Drunk in the autumn wind at the Yuan Gate, watching the setting sun and flags set in red. I love the snow on the edge of the clouds, a cold horn, the smooth sand and fine grass, a few points of flying swan. "
As Fang Huwei chanted, he slapped the handle of the wheelchair with his palm. His eyes passed through the wooden door and the courtyard wall to look into the distance.
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"The feelings of the lake and the sea, the friendship of the golden orchids. Don't regret that the jade cup is empty. . of Gods.. of. of... of. of. of.
. of. of........ of........... Protect the return of the Fang family's children … "
"Heavenly Gods and Great Immortals, Ancestors of the Fang Clan, please ensure the return of the Fang Clan's youngest daughter. Protect the return of the Fang family's children … "
"Heavenly Gods and Great Immortals, Ancestors of the Fang Clan, please ensure the return of the Fang Clan's youngest daughter. Protect the return of the Fang family's children … "
Again and again, again and again.
Like an old crow cawing, like a cuckoo crying blood.
As expected of an assassin.
He was very fast. It was so fast that it was unbelievable.
The only flaw was that this idiot had chosen the black invisibility cloak for the sake of showing off. Did he not know that on the vast expanse of white snow, black was the most conspicuous color?
Fang Yan felt very strange. How did the mastermind find so many experts to attack him? He was just a nobody, was it worth it?
He already understood that this was an ambush aimed at him.
Their target was not his father, Fang Yixing. Fang Yixing was just a scholar. To them, he was just a 'useless person' without any influence or combat ability. Why would they spend so much effort to kill him?
Their target was Fang Yan. They wanted to harm Fang Yixing to lure Fang Yan out. To summon him out of Swallow Dock and then carry out a killing spree.
Their goal was to kill Fang Yan. From the traps they had set up and the experts they had arranged, it could be seen that they would not stop until they achieved their goal.
Fang Yan was the victim. He did not have any choice.
If he could, he was willing to sacrifice everything, spend billions of his family's wealth, give up his dignity and honor. He was willing to kneel to this black-clothed man and the experts he might face next.
As long as they were willing to let him go.
As long as they gave him time to save his father.
He had a very bad feeling in his heart.
He was worried that his father had already died or was in trouble. He hoped that it was the latter. This was the best thing he could imagine at this moment.
Fang Yan's eyes were blood red. He looked like a poisonous snake whose mind had been taken away by the Fighting Snake Dance.
He was so anxious that his face was red and his eyes were bloodshot.
The assassin's attack failed again.
The scimitar in his hand drooped down. It looked weak.
His eyes that were covered by the black gauze were filled with shock and disbelief. There was actually someone who could avoid his cross slash?
One slash, ten slashes, ten slashes.
Ten slashes were unleashed in an instant. It sealed off all the routes of attack or retreat.
How did he avoid it?
He panted lightly. He used a special method to quickly adjust his breathing so that his body was in the best state.
After every charge, there would be a period of emptiness. He needed to use his strength and fighting spirit to fill up this period of emptiness.
Otherwise, it would give the opponent an opportunity to take advantage of him.
The assassin rushed out again.
He raised the scimitar in his hand high. His body made gaudy and complicated movements in front of Fang Yan.
Fang Yan's body rushed forward, straight into the saber array created by his dozens of slashes.
When Fang Yan retreated again, the scimitar was in Fang Yan's hand.
The saber was not stained with blood. It was as if it had never been used.
A thin red line appeared on the assassin's neck.
The thin line became thicker and thicker. Then blood spurted out.
The assassin's eyes widened. Even now, he still did not understand what had happened.
What he did not know was that no matter how fast he was, he had to stop in Fang Yan's Tai Chi Domain.
The disguise he made could not deceive Fang Yan's heart of Tai Chi. Whether he took the X line or the S line, Fang Yan only needed to find the line between him and himself.
Snatch the saber. Kill.
Just in an instant.
Fang Yan threw the scimitar in his hand to the ground. Then he rushed forward again.
Fang Yixing would not sympathize with the black-robed man.
For him, the black-robed man was his biggest enemy at the moment.
Whether it was kidnapping Zhou Fan and poisoning him, or intercepting and killing him on the way, he had countless reasons to kill him.
A good person? What kind of good person would use such a vicious trick on an old and young family?
Fang Yixing was the head of the family. He had the responsibility and obligation to ensure the safety of his family and protect his loved ones from harm.
Even if he was not strong enough, he would not abandon such a responsibility.
However, Fang Yixing knew that he was not strong enough. He knew that he had no chance of winning against the black-robed man.
Therefore, he tied the long saber to his arm and fused himself with the long saber. He would fight the black-robed man to the death.
He was willing to give up his life. All he wanted was to slash the black-robed man with his saber.
In that case, if Fang Yan encountered him, it would not be so difficult. He was afraid that the black-robed man would hurt his son.
It was a very stupid, very barbaric, and very helpless way of giving up.
Because, for a cultured person like Fang Yixing, this was the only thing he could do.
However, he had never been able to do it.
After he was sent flying by the black-robed man, he fainted for a long time.
More than half of his body was covered in snow. The ice and snow on the ground froze his limbs, creating a natural bed of ice for him.
Only when his head was about to be sealed by the ice and snow did he suddenly wake up.
His body was weak and powerless. Even opening his eyes was a very difficult thing to do.
He heard the black-robed man's voice. He also heard Bai Xiu's voice.
Bai Xiu was the most outstanding young man in Swallow Fort.
Of course, this evaluation had to be added: one of.
After his son's Heart of Tai Chi broke through again, he became a young man who could compete with Bai Xiu. Ye Wen of the Ye family was also an outstanding young man. She was even known as the number one person in the younger generation of the Inner Jianghu.
Unfortunately, she was a woman.
This was such a pity for the Ye family.
Fang Yixing knew very little about Bai Xiu. The two of them could only be considered acquaintances. He knew that Bai Xiu was outstanding and proud, but he did not know what kind of person Bai Xiu was.
But he knew that Fang Yan did not like Bai Xiu. Because Bai Xiu had stolen the girl he liked the most.
Fang Yixing did not move. He did not move at all.
He was waiting, waiting for his strength to recover, waiting for the opportunity to slash.
When the black-robed man was kicked away by Bai Xiu again, when the black-robed man happened to be lying next to Fang Yixing, his opportunity came.
He flipped over and stabbed out with the blade he had dreamed of.
He felt that he was complete.
"Shifu!" Snake Sovereign shouted anxiously.
The current Snake Sovereign had a smile of relief on his face, but he could no longer speak.
Blood gushed out from his chest, drenching almost half of his body.
He clenched one hand into a fist, and the energy in his body surged toward his head.
Bang!
Countless white dots flew out of the countless holes on his face. These dots were like silkworm chrysalises that stuck to Fang Yixing's face and body. They began to wriggle and quickly burrow into Fang Yixing's body.
These were the Ghost's Sorrow chrysalises that fed on human flesh, blood, and bones.
The real Snake Sovereign was a vicious and venomous snake.
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