Chapter 991

Fang Xie waved his hand to the guards not to follow. He took a fishing rod, took the basket, jumped onto the back of the white lion and said, "if there's anything important, go to the East River to find me. If it's not important, let San Jin Hou Dugu Wenxiu decide. If Taoist Zun comes later, tell him to find me."

The guards answered and didn't quite understand the solution. Yesterday, Fang Xie looked a little sad. In order to cross the Qin River, he seemed quite sad. Why did he change his mood this morning and go fishing.

But the Lord is so relaxed that the hearts of the people below are also relaxed. If Fang Xie frowns all day, they will feel bad. Moreover, the Lord has leisure to go wild fishing, which shows that the war over the Qin River is almost no problem.

The speed of the white lion is unparalleled. The journey of more than ten miles out of the camp is too easy for the white lion. If ordinary people sit on the back of the white lion, I'm afraid they have been scared to change their color. This speed is not affordable to ordinary people.

When he got to the river, Fang Xie patted the white lion's forehead and asked him to find food by himself. Then he chose a cleaner place to sit down. Dig out some earthworms with a small shovel, hang them on the hook and throw them into the river. Not long after he sat down, Xiang qingniu in a broad black Taoist robe chased him.

"Don't you feel selfish if you don't call me earlier for such a leisurely thing?"

He sat down next to Fang Xie, looked at it and shouted unhappily, "you only brought a fishing rod?"

"Where do you have free time to fish?"

Fang Xie smiled and said a few words in a low voice. After hearing this, Xiang qingniu smiled with relief: "I thought you really came to fish. So you came to fish."

He got up and said, "since you're here to fish, I'll go fishing."

Fang Xie nodded: "go and see if you touch more fish or I catch more fish."

"You are a junior, you can't."

Xiang qingniu waved his hand: "there is a difference in seniority."

Fang Xie gave him a white look: "I greet your uncle."

Xiang qingniu said, "I'm your martial uncle."

Fang Xie said, "I greet your aunt."

Xiang qingniu: "I'm your martial uncle."

Fang Xie lifted his pole and threw the fish at Xiang qingniu: "do you mean to have a fight with me before fishing?"

Xiang qingniu turned and ran: "I don't fight. Winning you doesn't count as much as I am. Because I'm your martial uncle. If I lose to you, I'll be ashamed, or because I'm your martial uncle. Even if I'm known after a draw, I still have no face, because I'm your martial uncle..."

"Cheap"

"Cheap martial uncle"

"Get out"

"Martial uncle, get out"

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Fang Xie didn't seem to be thinking about fishing at all. The first fish he caught was thrown to Xiang qingniu, who threw it back into the river. The fish was too heavy and fell on the water with a slap. The impact force made it unbearable and couldn't swim any more. None of the fish caught in the back left Fang Xie. Catch one and put another.

There are a lot of fish in the river. Carp in three or four kilograms can be found everywhere.

"Are you waiting for us?"

The sound floated from Fang Xie's face, across the river and into Fang Xie's ear.

Fang Xie looked up and there were five people in black standing opposite. They were almost the same in height and shape. They were wrapped in the same black clothes and covered their faces with the same black towel. A knife handle was exposed behind their shoulders, and the shape of the handle was the same.

Swordsman

"Fishing"

Fang Xie answered three words lazily. As soon as he raised his hand, he caught another big fish. This fish is much bigger than the previous one. If he hadn't instilled the power of gold into the fishing rod, the fish would be able to break the fishing rod made of bamboo when lifting the rod. Fang Xie threw the fishing rod, and the big fish broke away from the hook and flew straight to the other bank. After a light sound in the air, the fish broke in two from the middle.

Two fish fell into the water and dyed a small piece of river red, but soon, that piece of red was washed away by the water.

"It seems that you are very confident in your cultivation."

The leading black swordsman swept around: "in your current position, you don't take a guard. I can't think of any other reason except self-confidence. However, a little bit of self-confidence is conceit, and conceited people often come to no good end. Do you believe it?"

"A while ago, one of my men took people to Zheng Ziyu's army. More than 100 died, and everyone who came back alive was injured. The fat man in charge of the team was stabbed four times. Did you do it?"

Fang Xie asked.

The leader of the black swordsman smiled coldly: "want to avenge your men? Don't you know that you are the target we want to kill."

"It's not revenge. The people I sent were killed. First, I didn't think too carefully. Second, I was unlucky. But I have to explain to my men. I told my men that if you cut four knives on him, I'll kill you all late. As the boss, you have to keep your word, otherwise how can I get in the Jianghu?"

This sentence that the boss should keep his word seemed to stimulate the swordsman leader. A cold light flashed in his eyes: "then go down and accompany your men."

I didn't see his body move, and he disappeared in a trance.

The next second, the five swordsmen suddenly appeared on the Bank of the river as if they had gone through the void and suddenly drilled out. They were very close to Fang Xie.

Fang Xie put down his fishing rod and took a look at the five black swordsmen: "my favorite opponent also uses a knife."

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Click

A thigh thick tree suddenly broke without warning. The knife Qi spread the tree at the waist, and the tangent line seemed to be drawn with a ruler. This Sabre technique is extremely simple. Fang Xie feels familiar when he sees it. Of course, this familiarity has nothing to do with these swordsmen. He thought of the old lame Lord Luo who taught him to make a knife.

Lord Luo's sword technique is also a simple way, but it's a little more strange.

The blade technique of these black swordsmen is simpler and faster than that of Lord Luo.

The knives on their backs had not been removed, but the five men had hooked and woven a knife net. Fang Xie is in the net. In the eyes of the five black swordsmen, Fang Xie is like a big fish that has been caught in the fishing net. No matter how big and powerful the fish is, the struggle is meaningless.

The knife and net closed fiercely.

A layer of golden sharp force suddenly appeared outside Fang Xie's body. The dense sharp knife net hit this layer of golden sharp force and made a harsh sound of metal friction. With a click, the knife net finally failed to break the force of Jin Rui. It was like a huge wave smashed by a boulder. The knife net leaked and then flew out.

Boom!

At least a dozen big trees were cut into pieces by knife and net, not cut, but cut into pieces. This kind of sabre Qi is strong and fierce enough. If there is a huge stone behind Fang Xie, it may be chopped up. The trees fell to the ground and the broken trees flew.

"Hold the knife"

The leader of the swordsman saw that the sword net had no effect on the other party's solution, and his eyes were cold. He stretched out his hand and pulled out the machete with thick back and straight head from behind. For a moment, the whole person's temperament became colder. The other four swordsmen also took off their machetes from behind and kept the formation all the time.

"Now tell me where you came from, and I can make sure you die happier."

Fang Xie waved, and the Chaolu knife on the other side of the fish basket flew over.

Knife to knife

"I'll tell you before you die!"

The leader of the swordsman chopped down with a fierce knife. His moves were simple, just like the naughty scoundrels who fought in the street. The other four swordsmen also cleaved with his actions, and the five swords came out with surging Qi.

Vertical chop

The sabre Qi broke through all obstacles in front of him and came in an instant.

Fang Xie cleaved the Chaolu Dao, and the Qi of the Dao collided with the Qi of the Dao.

At the sound of, the saber leader's Sabre Qi was avoided by Fang Xie's Sabre Qi. It was like being split away with a long knife and cut off a big tree. Fang Xie frowned slightly and found that the knife Qi of these people was very unusual. He split each other's knife Qi. According to common sense, each other's knife Qi will be broken, rather than fly out like a substantive knife.

Moreover, he felt that the knife gas he had split out before was destroyed.

corrosion

"Knife wave!"

The chief of the swordsman gave a low cry, and then changed to holding the knife with both hands and slashing at Fang Xie fiercely. One knife is followed by another, and the knives are connected. The four swordsmen came and divided into two rows and stood around him. They raised and lowered their swords together with the swordsman leader. The sword Qi of the five people gathered together to form a wave.

Towering waves.

Endless.

Everything was destroyed where the knife waves passed. The ground began to churn, as if there were an invisible row of iron plows ploughing. The trees in front of Fang Xie's body were crushed in an instant, and the air immediately became yellow. The broken wood was too fine, like dust.

Knife wave

be a trend which cannot be halted.

Baijiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and finally realized what he could not escape because of his money. Once this knife wave is released, the control range is too large. If wine, lust and wealth were withdrawn first regardless of others relying on lightness skills, he might not be so seriously injured, but he chose to break the back.

Fang Xie placed the Chaolu knife in front of him and shook his wrist.

A surging force of fire rushed out, and a golden fire wall suddenly appeared in front of him. The knife wave hit hard, just like the real wave hit the dam. The flame tried to devour the knife gas at the moment of contact with the knife gas, but Fang Xie was surprised that the corrosive gas on the knife wave fought with the gold fire. For a moment, it was difficult for the gold fire to burn the knife gas!

Fang Xie noticed that the place where the knife wave passed in the distance had become scorched black.

"Toxic?"

He picked at the corner of his mouth, turned his wrist, raised his knife towards the dew, and then cut it straight.

The invisible force wrapped the golden sharp force, and the knife Qi penetrated through the fire wall, and then cleaved against the knife wave. The Dao Qi is invisible, but the Dao wave is visible. You can see that a straight line splits the Dao wave and hits the swordsman leader. The leader of the swordsman blocked the knife wave. His face changed and cut three knives in succession. The wave immediately became more turbulent. The knife gas from breaking the wave was swallowed by the wave and disappeared.

"With a knife, you lose."

The swordsman leader said coldly, and then strode forward. The other four followed his footsteps, and the five fell their knives in vain as they moved forward. The knife waves are surging and becoming stronger and stronger. Fang Xie is like a person standing in front of a huge wave on the beach. It's dangerous in any way.

"Return this sentence to you."

Fang Xie's eyes narrowed slightly: "there is only one person who uses a knife in this world. Maybe he is a little stronger than me. Of course, he is only using a knife."

Snap

A red line suddenly split on the throat of the swordsman leader, followed by blood gushing out of the expanding red line. The invisible knife Qi that seemed to have been swallowed up by the knife wave suddenly appeared and swept away. The swordsman leader's eyes were full of inconceivable. He slowly lowered his head to see his wound. When he lowered his head, his head immediately fell off.

"Uncle!"

The remaining four swordsmen shouted, and the knife suddenly gave a meal.

Fang Xie suddenly swept forward, picked up one of the swordsmen and swept back. The swordsman struggled in his hand, like a chicken holding his throat. The moment Fang Xie came back, the feet of the remaining three swordsmen suddenly tightened at the same time. When they looked down, they found that they didn't know when they were saved by the soil, and... It was blackened soil.

"No!"

The three people howled bitterly, and soon the whole person turned black. That was the poison they used in the knife wave before, which quickly corroded his body. A moment later, his flesh and blood rotted, and the rest of his clothes turned into gray black bones.