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Chapter 204: Three-petaled lotus in the night tilts into the ninth grade

The man wrapped in a cloak broke through the window and jumped out of the room. Fang Jie's fist was greeted. The man in mid-air could no longer avoid dodging, so he punched.

The two fists collided hard together, and then the two flew backwards at the same time. At the moment when the fists collided, they even heard the overwhelmed moans of the bones of their arms. The moment they were about to land, the man could still twist his body in the air and avoid a sword energy from behind.

After Fang Jie landed, he took three steps in a row before he stood firm. He subconsciously glanced at his right fist.

The strength of the opponent's fist was as good as Fang Jie, but Fang Jie felt that it was not entirely the power brought by internal strength. Fang Jie was unable to practice, so he was more familiar with the strength of his muscles. The feeling of uploading it back from his right arm made him suspect that the body quality of the guy on the opposite side was not much inferior to his.

The ugly-faced man stabilized his body, and the pain behind him made him frown slightly. He had dodged fast enough, but the sharp sword energy of Chen Qing's fan still left a scar on his back. The cloak was cut off and slowly landed not far away next to him.

In front of him was Fang Jie, behind him was Chen Qing Fan.

This is the most dangerous situation he has faced since entering Chang'an City.

Chen Qingfan's sword energy made him afraid, and Fang Jie's fist also shocked him. He knew that Fang Jie was a difficult person to deal with, but he did not expect that he had such a solid body. His fist just now had internal energy, and although it was dispersed to deal with Chen Qingfan behind him, it was enough to make his already strong body stronger.

However, this punch failed to break Fang Jie's arm.

Fang Jie's feeling was not too much. The ugly-faced man did not drive much internal energy on his arms. If it weren't for this, there wouldn't be only a shallow blood mark on his back. If all the internal energy in his Qihai had just condensed on his fist, it might have hurt Fang Jie, but I'm afraid that the wound on his back might lead directly to the inner palace at this time.

Fang Jie took a step forward and looked carefully at the man in front of him who finally showed his true face under the light. His face was so weird that it made people dare not look directly at him. In addition to being dirty and nauseous, he also had distorted facial features. The skin on his face was old and lifeless, but there were no wrinkles.

"People from the Buddha Sect?"

Fang Jie asked.

The ugly-faced man shook his head and did not speak.

Fang Jie was silent, then pointed to the man's face and said, "You block your face with such ugly things because you are afraid of being recognized. This is definitely not your true face... I have never seen such a young look on such an old face. And if you don't speak, are you afraid that I will hear your voice. So... we must have met, and now... are you tearing off the disgusting things on your face yourself, or will I help you?"

The ugly-faced man grinned but didn't make a sound.

He also pointed to his face and shook his head.

Fang Jie looked at him and asked, "Is there any shame to meet people?"

A trace of cold light flashed in the ugly-faced man's eyes, as if Fang Jie's words hurt the scar. His eyes were condensed viciously on Fang Jie's body, as if he couldn't help but want to tear Fang Jie into pieces.

"Overall hateful people must be pitiful. I really can't figure out what kind of past you have, which will make you dress yourself up like this. If the Sui Dynasty owes you so he kills people, then why don't you go to seek revenge on those who owed you? If you find some students in the martial arts academy who are not as good as you, will you have a high sense of accomplishment? Or... do you like to kill people? If it is the latter, then I can only say that you are a perverted lunatic."

Fang Jie seemed not in a hurry to take action, but said something that sounded unnecessary.

"He's dead!"

Finally, the ugly-faced man couldn't help but roared. His voice was hoarse, probably because he deliberately hid his true voice.

"Sure enough, you're just a clown."

Fang Jie sighed, then took another step forward. He did not turn back and said to the person standing behind: "Get a knife over, the best knife."

Ma Lilian, who was protected by more than a dozen veterans of war, subconsciously walked forward, but was protected by her personal soldiers. A soldier ran over and handed Fang Jie the horizontal knife in his hand to Fang Jie, and then quickly retreated to block in front of Ma Lilian. Fang Jie weighed the weight of the horizontal knife in his hand, looked at the ugly-faced man and asked seriously: "What are the last words?"

"You want to die!"

The ugly-faced man roared angrily and rushed forward. While leaping forward, he bent his left hand back and bounced his fingers back, and a sharp finger force quickly pointed at Chen Qingfan's forehead. Chen Qingfan did not dodge, frowned slightly, and a sword energy slashed out from somewhere, sweeping the finger force away. At the same time, she raised her hand and pointed at the ugly-faced man's back.

There seemed to be a very cold thing in the air that quickly condensed, and then turned into hundreds of sword energy. It was like hundreds of sharp swords floating in front of her, ready to go. When she suddenly stretched her fingers, the swords that were invisible to the naked eye stabbed the ugly-faced man like a meteor shower.

At the same time, the ugly-faced man dodged Fang Jie's move and his body twisted and punched Fang Jie's face. Fang Jie had no intention of dodging at all. The right hand holding the knife suddenly broke, and the blade fell at an impossible angle, stabbing the ugly-faced man's arm.

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Just when Fang Jie's sword and Chen Qingfan's sword arrived almost at the same time, the ugly man suddenly burst out with a shrill roar, and then... a dazzling and holy three-petal lotus bloomed in his body. It seemed that it was not something that was blurred at all, and it was so clear that even the process of the petals blooming was so clear.

The sword energy and the horizontal sword hit the lotus one after another, making a series of crisp sounds.

With a sound, Fang Jie's horizontal sword was swept away. His right hand holding the knife was a little unsure, and his right arm couldn't help but tremble slightly. Behind the ugly man, hundreds of sword energy hit the white lotus that protected the man's back like a rainstorm. The jingling sound was endless, and the sword energy could not pierce the petals that looked crystal clear and thin as cicada wings.

Fang Jie made a mistake and his face gradually became solemn.

"Sure enough, I can't get out of touch with that old bald donkey."

He snorted coldly, and his arm holding the knife gradually stabilized.

Chen Qingfan, who was standing behind the ugly-faced man, frowned slightly, and her fingers kept pointing at the ugly-faced man's back. The sword energy condensed in the air continued to attack, like a continuous star shower. But what shocked her was that the lotus that seemed to be vulnerable actually blocked all the sword energy.

She and Fang Jie both heard the red-robed priest He Li Taoist chasing Chen Ya. At the most critical moment, it was a five-petal white lotus that appeared out of thin air that saved Chen Ya's life. At that time, people didn't know who arrived in Chang'an City. The second time this white lotus appeared, Fang Jie saw it with his own eyes. That day, the old monk captured him wisely and was surrounded by many masters such as the boss lady and Zhuo Buyi. When everyone was besieging, the bright white lotus bloomed again.

The first time, the repulsive force of the red-robed priest, He Li, shook the two white lotus from cracks. It was a full-strength attack from a Taoist master, but it still failed to shatter the petals. The second time, the six masters combined to shatter the white lotus, but the old monk Zhihui took the opportunity to escape.

When the petal behind the ugly-faced man blocked the 999th sword energy, he finally made a light crack sound. A crack appeared on the petals and gradually spread. It was like a wonderful hand outlined a natural pattern on the petals of the white lotus with light ink, making this lotus look more beautiful.

But the cost of beauty is very high, and the lotus gradually cracks.

Fang Jie let out a low roar, and a powerful impact force burst out between his legs. He stepped out of a deep pit on the ground, and the dust was instantly blown up. His figure rushed to the ugly-faced man at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to trace, and then condensed all the muscles that could be mobilized on his right arm. At this moment, Fang Jie's muscles on his right arm changed tremendously. All the muscles were exerting force in one direction, which was something that normal people could not do!

With a sound, Fang Jie's horizontal sword slashed hard on a white lotus. The blade shattered in an instant, and the white lotus was cut open by this knife, which was almost cut off.

The ugly-faced man wrapped in the middle of the three-petaled lotus roared and punched Fang Jie's chest. Fang Jie's right arm had no time to retract, and his left hand quickly raised and clenched the ugly-faced man's fist. With a bang, Fang Jie's body was shaken and flew out like a shell.

Several personal soldiers from General Guide's mansion tried to stop Fang Jie, but were knocked to the ground.

A severe pain spread throughout his body from his left arm, and Fang Jie even felt that the bones on his left arm were shattered. He slowly stood up and wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth.

pity

He sighed in his heart.

If I brought the broken knife that the old lame man gave him, this knife would definitely split the lotus petal. However, the standard horizontal sword of the Great Sui Dynasty could not withstand the huge power of Fangjie and shattered, and it could not be compared with the strength of the lotus petal.

This ugly-faced man is so powerful that it makes people feel palpitations.

At this moment, Chen Qingfan suddenly raised his arms. Her hair was dancing without wind, and her long skirt also swung. The air in the yard seemed to be slowly frozen, and in the air, it seemed that a huge sword slowly took shape. The sword seemed not perfect, just a prototype, but even so, the cold sharpness still hurt everyone's eyes in the yard. Although the sword could not be seen, everyone could feel it.

Ma Lilian and the others couldn't bear the pressure and had to close their eyes. The two elderly managers actually screamed at the same time, and blood slowly flowed down from the corners of their eyes.

Fang Jie looked at Chen Qingfan in surprise in the distance, and then suddenly thought of a possibility.

Just when he was stunned, Chen Qingfan's arms raised suddenly waved forward. His hands snapped together, and the invisible giant sword fell fiercely on the ugly-faced man like thunder. At this moment, people even felt a loud dragon roar.

With a bang, with the ugly-faced man as the center, the blue bricks in the yard were shattered, and the ground of the entire yard seemed to be suddenly covered by a spider web. The storm shook all around, and the dust rose in an instant. Like a hurricane swept past, the gravel and dust were squeezed outward by an invisible and expanding circle.

The white lotus is cracking inch by inch, and all three petals are broken!

At the same time, Zhuo Buyi, who was guarding another student over half of Yueshan, changed his face and disappeared from the spot. He lies on the 23rd Street East Street, and the old lame man who seemed to be asleep, lying on the bench and seemed to be asleep, suddenly sat up and murmured four words.
Chapter completed!