Chapter 207: Euphorbia Fights Iron Whip Kunlun versus Yang Fang
“Yang Fang?”
See him announcing his family name.
Kunlun couldn't help but frown slightly.
It’s not that he was angry at him for interrupting her rashly.
Purely because of the name, he had never heard of it.
After thinking for a moment and feeling that he had no impression, he couldn't help but look past Yang Fang and turned to Miss Hong and the old foreigner, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.
"Brother Yang has a rich background and is the direct descendant of Senior Jin Abacus."
"I came to Chenjiazhuang this time...to pay a visit to shopkeeper Chen and my senior brother."
He glanced at the red girl from the corner of his eye.
Seeing that she had no intention of speaking.
The old foreigner could only bite the bullet and explained in a low voice.
Yang Fang lived in Zhuangzi these days.
It’s simply hard to describe.
This kid is a martial arts madman. From morning to night, he spends most of his time polishing his martial arts.
The remaining half is looking for people to learn from.
There are countless good players in Changsheng Mountain.
But now that I heard his name, I felt as if I was seeing the God of Plague and avoided him.
It's okay to be let go by him, but as long as he feels that his kung fu methods are superior, he will be the end of sleepless nights.
“Touch the Golden Gate?!”
Kunlun didn't notice the strangeness in his expression.
Just feel weird.
Since you are here to visit the shopkeeper, why do you have to fight whenever you meet?
“Yes, it’s me.”
Yang Fang nodded.
The fighting spirit in a pair of night eyes became stronger and stronger.
From the first moment he saw Kunlun, he knew that Shopkeeper Chen Yulou Chen had not lied to him. This guy was indeed one of the best in a million.
Just standing there.
It gives people an incomparable pressure.
The sky rises above the earth, and the tiger is as strong as the mountain.
Even the horse he rides on is much taller than others.
"Sparring is okay, but not today."
Kunlun glanced at him, just shook his head and said lightly.
“Why?”
After hearing the previous article, Yang Fang couldn’t wait to have a hearty fight.
Unexpectedly.
Kunlun said it to death with his backhand.
"I just came back today. I want to see the shopkeeper."
Kunlun still looked calm.
They rushed back from Changsha City all the way through the starry night, just because they wanted to ask Chen Yulou to diagnose and treat Huzi as soon as possible, so they had no time to deal with him.
"Your shopkeeper is still in retreat. He is just exchanging ideas without wasting his time."
Finally, he met a well-matched opponent.
How could Yang Fang be willing to miss it?
"Whether it's in seclusion or not, I'll know after I go see it."
Faced with his persistent pursuit, Kunlun seemed to have never heard it from beginning to end.
"Everything I said is true."
"Brother Kunlun, if you don't believe it, ask the old foreigner and Miss Hong."
Seeing that he ignored him at all, Yang Fang's face showed impatience. The color is thicker.
He has been waiting for this battle for too long.
These days.
He had heard Kunlun's name too many times.
It wasn’t just the promise from shopkeeper Chen that day.
More are the brothers on Changsheng Mountain who were defeated by him.
Talking about how ferocious Kunlun is, capable of tearing apart tigers and leopards alive.
Exactly because of this.
Only when he heard that Kunlun had returned, he hurriedly followed the two of them out to greet them, just to get what he wanted as soon as possible.
Who knows, right now they don’t pay attention at all.
"For the last time, I have something to do today."
Kunlun held the reins and looked at Yang Fang calmly.
Just...
Seemingly calm eyes.
When it fell on Yang Fang, it made him feel like a light on his back.
"Just once, after the discussion, Yang will definitely stop entangled, how about it?"
Seeing that the atmosphere is becoming more and more stalemate.
Huamaguai couldn't help but take a few steps forward.
"Brother Yang Fang, we have been working hard all the way without any rest. We are really tired. How about this? I will wait until I meet the shopkeeper and ask him for his opinion."
"If he agrees, we will discuss it in the near future."
I have to say.
Huamaguai is slick in everything he does.
A few words not only relaxed the atmosphere, but also made a suggestion that neither Yang Fang nor Kunlun could refuse.
"Kunlun, what do you think?"
Huama turned back to look at Kunlun and blinked.
"I have no problem."
Seeing this, Huamaguai couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Kunlun's personality has indeed changed a lot since he regained his consciousness. If this were the case in the past, with his stubborn temper, he would not be able to get through this matter today without inviting the shopkeeper.
"What about brother Yang Fang?"
Huama turned and looked at Yang Fang.
"I'm sorry, the last thing Yang can learn in this life is the word patience."
"What?"
Hearing this.
Huamaguai suddenly felt a sense of vigilance in her heart.
But he just finished speaking.
Buzz——
A clanging sound like broken gold and cracking rocks exploded in my ears.
I saw Yang Fang using his backhand from behind.
With a flick of his wrist, the heavily wrapped black cloth was instantly shattered into pieces by the surging inner energy.
Everyone looked up.
It was only then that he discovered that what he was carrying on his back was actually a steel whip as long as a spear, with four edges and seven sections.
The style of the iron whip is ancient.
At first glance, it is not a newly minted thing.
The color is like brass, extremely deep, and the four-sided concave surface is engraved with talismans.
Compared with the whip body, which is as thick as a long mace, the four-sided blade is polished to be extremely sharp.
At this moment, he is holding it in his hand, and the light and shadow are intertwined, bringing out pieces of cold light.
What is even more amazing is the dragon scale pattern smelted from secret gold on the whip handle.
"Hit the divine whip..."
See him pull out the iron whip.
Miss Hong’s eyes couldn’t help but gleam.
Some time ago, after Yang Fang came to live in Zhuangzi, the shopkeeper mentioned it to her once.
It is said that the iron whip behind him has great origins.
It is said to be a Taoist magic weapon passed down by Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain in the Han Dynasty.
I don’t know how Jin Abacus got it.
Passed to Yang Fang.
This whip is extremely powerful. It can not only suppress rigor mortis, but also disperse souls.
However, after being in Chenjiazhuang for so long, Yang Fang found someone to spar with almost every day, but he never used the magic whip, and only relied on his fists and kicks to suppress him.
Now I see Kunlun for the first time.
He actually used the magic whip without hesitation.
She finally saw what this fine steel whip looked like.
It is almost completely different from her nine-section whip.
"It's bad, this kid is stubborn, and Kunlun is even more stubborn. I'm afraid today's battle is unavoidable."
Miss Hong's eyes flickered.
The old foreigner on the side looked solemn.
Holding the handle of the whip, Yang Fang tapped his toes on the ground, and he jumped up. His body was so agile that even Miss Hong, who was always famous for her light body kung fu, couldn't help but marvel.
Yang Fang is as fast as blue smoke.
Straight past Huamaguai who was riding on horseback in front of him.
The cold light flashed on the divine whip and headed straight for Kunlun.
"Kunlun, be careful!"
It was also the first time for Old Shen to see such a battle.
I was still amazed when I saw several martial arts masters one after another as soon as I entered Chenjiazhuang.
Who knows.
Suddenly a boy appeared and started to argue if they disagreed.
In the past, it was not uncommon for people to compete in martial arts while traveling around the world, and even fight to the death. But how could there be any reason to force someone to do so?
Besides, I have already said it, as long as shopkeeper Chen agrees.
But this guy is still pressing forward step by step.
Now they are drawing their swords against each other. Seeing that the iron whip was coming, Old Shen couldn't help but remind him in a low voice.
Bang!
Where to use him to remind.
It was almost the moment Yang Fang took action.
In Kunlun's calm eyes, it seemed as if a muffled thunder fell. He pulled out the halberd behind him and struck it hard out of thin air.
In an instant.
The clear sound of metal and stone colliding resounded.
With just a backhand move, Yang Fang's attack was blocked.
Kunlun jumped off the horse.
Ignoring Yang Fang who was shocked away by him, he just said warmly to Huamaguai, Miss Hong, Old Man Shen and others.
“Master Shen, don’t worry.”
"Kidnapper, take them away."
"Okay."
See his cold and calm face.
Huamaguai felt his scalp numb, as if it was going to explode.
He knows Kunlun too well.
From the first time he stepped into Chenjiazhuang, the shopkeeper told him to take good care of him.
More than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.
No matter when I was stupid and silent back then, or now when I am spiritually enlightened, the only thing that has not changed is this.
The calmer he is, the more it means he is really angry.
But he understood better that once Kunlun decided something, it could not be stopped by a few words.
I can only talk about the boy named Yang Fang.
I'm afraid I'm going to hit a brick wall today.
"Master Shen, let's go."
Pulling the reins and turning the horse's head, Huamaguai reminded Old Shen.
At the same time, he did not forget to comfort the little guy in his arms.
"Don't worry Huzi, your brother Kunlun will be fine."
"I know..."
Huzi clenched his fists and nodded heavily.
The group quickly retreated.
Create an open space by the lake.
Seeing this, Kunlun turned around and looked at Yang Fang, who was not far away.
Feel the numbness on your wrist.
Yang Fang could not hide his shock.
It was just a test, and it almost forced me to use more than 60% of my strength.
As expected of Kunlun!
"Hit the Divine Whip, Yang Fang!"
Taking a deep breath, Yang Fang held the Divine Whip in his hand. The trace of shock in his eyes had been completely put away, leaving only a scorching warlike look. meaning.
He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had encountered such an opponent.
“Kunlun!”
Kunlun just spit out two words gently.
At the same time, his wrists changed formation, and the halberd landed heavily on the ground. The next moment, he strode out, dragging the tip of the halberd across the ground, and fire splashed in all directions.
“Get ready!”
See this scene.
Yang Fang did not dare to underestimate him in the slightest.
He has seen many masters using guns, but this is the first time for Euphorbia.
More importantly, on that big halberd, he could faintly see the shadow of the Five Tigers' door-breaking gun.
Past experience told him.
You must not sit still and wait for death at this moment. Once Kunlun's momentum is over, with his majestic strength, he will not be able to stop that momentum at all.
So...
Strike first is the strongest!
Almost in an instant, Yang Fang had a countermeasure in mind.
A low drink.
Carrying the divine whip, he would not retreat but advance. He wanted to forcibly interrupt Kunlun before he could gain momentum.
Boom!
What Yang Fang was most proud of in his life was not his tyranny with the magic whip, but his extraordinary stature. This was also the origin of his reputation as a civet cat racer.
"What a handsome light-body kung fu!"
"After all, people in the world call them civet cats."
The moment he rushed out with his whip.
The highest point in Chenjiazhuang.
On the top of the sixth floor of Guanyun Tower.
Two figures, one green and one blue, stood side by side with their hands behind their backs.
They were Chen Yulou and Partridge Shao.
On the stone stove beside the table behind you.
Still warming a pot of wine.
On the table were sixteen rings with a transparent color and an inky luster, as well as a dragon bone no larger than the size of a palm.
Dozens of strange characters can still be seen faintly.
At this moment, the two of them were standing at the window, looking across the corridor and having a panoramic view of the entire Chenjiazhuang.
Of course, you can also see the scene by the lake clearly.
Seeing Yang Fang take action, Partridge Whistle couldn't help but praise.
Each of the four sects of inverted fighting has its own light body technique.
Just like him, he has been practicing since he was a child. He can climb mountains and ridges, climb rocks and go down streams. Even if he has to go through dangerous ancient tomb battles, he can still walk on the ground with just a sky-drilling rope.
The same is true for Xiling.
At the end of the Song Dynasty, the Taosha official faction integrated into Xiling, and a strange man Liu Zixian was born.
This man has unparalleled knowledge and a photographic memory.
Combine the methods of various factions to create the art of thousands of poles and the secret method of circle holes.
Among them, the technique of Qiangan is the method of lightening one's body.
Using bamboo poles to roam freely in the tomb, it is almost the same as the legendary gecko's wall-walking ability.
But even the two of them couldn't help but feel emotional when they saw Yang Fang's skills.
"Brother Chen, who do you think can win?"
Looking into the distance, Partridge Whistle suddenly asked.
"Why, Brother Taoist wants to bet on it?"
Seeing that Partridge Whistle, who had always been devoted to cultivating Taoism and had rarely been seen in these days, could hear this, Chen Yulou couldn't help but smile slightly at the corners of his eyes.
The Partridge Whistle shook his head, "I'm not betting on it, I'm just curious, who is Brother Chen more optimistic about?"
"Of course it's Kunlun."
Chen Yulou didn't even think about it. think.
Although Yang Fang's methods are indeed extraordinary and he became a god in martial arts in the world of Nuo God, he has not yet grown to the state he will be in the future.
The real transformation came after years of traveling around the world.
The time when entering the realm of Luoyang.
As for Kunlun, no one in the world knows it better than him.
This guy is a pure human weapon.
Before practicing martial arts, he could tear apart tigers and leopards, and kill dozens of people with one person. Now, with Qixing Heng practicing martial arts, he has also mastered the Five Tigers Breaking Gate Spear to the point of perfection.
Only one step away.
You will be able to step into the realm of unity between man and nature that all gunners in the world long for.
So, compared to him, Yang Fang is still a step behind.
“It seems that Brother Chen has full confidence in Kunlun.”
"That's natural."
While speaking.
The lake in the distance.
Yang Fang has already approached Kunlun, and with an astonishing momentum, the divine whip swept towards Kunlun's chest fiercely, as if there was a roar of a dragon.
Kunlun is dragging his gun.
Feeling the sound of breaking through the air, there was no change in his expression.
It seems to have been expected.
Buzz!
With a flick of his wrist, the euphorbia was instantly raised and thrust out.
Cang!
The spurge, which weighed dozens of kilograms, was as light as a fallen leaf in his hand, but when it fell, it was as heavy as a landslide, and it stabbed the magic whip accurately.
A sound like heavy hammers and drums resounded.
Yang Fang's offensive was stopped instantly.
The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, faced each other in the air.
The terrifying strength between the two people actually formed an invisible strong wind, blowing up countless dust and sand.
Seems evenly matched.
But anyone with a discerning eye can see that Yang Fang, who was attacked and killed, was trembling and his face was pale. On the contrary, Kunlun, whose momentum was interrupted, had the same expression as before, his legs were rooted, and he was overwhelmed with strength.
"Boom——"
The next moment.
Kunlun threw the spurge from his hand.
He spread his fingers and hit the tail of the halberd with one palm.
The power penetrates from the euphorbia to the divine whip.
Yang Fang, who was already struggling to hold on, could no longer bear it. He took more than ten steps back in a row, and then forcibly stopped his body.
It’s just...
It was hard to stabilize my body.
The energy and blood all over his body were extremely chaotic. The moment he stepped out with his right foot and stopped, he felt the energy and blood surge under his chest, and a sweet feeling rushed out of his throat.
Then I couldn’t help it anymore.
He opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood.
“You lost.”
“That’s the end of today’s competition.”
(End of this chapter)