Chapter 673: Win one battle, lose 100 million [2-in-1]
Then Fang Che and Xue Yihong realized another thing at the same time: the other party's sword was actually a divine metal.
Because in the four collisions, one can clearly feel that the elves in the swords are also devouring each other, regardless of top or bottom.
This was horrifying for both of them.
At the same time, there was an inexplicable fighting spirit.
One guarded the extremely cold place all year round and killed countless enemies with his sword. The other one went from being the guardian of the mainland to raising Gu and became a god, with mountains of bones under his sword.
But the elven power of the divine metal is also equal! On par!
Strong enemy!
Xue Yihong cheered up.
opponent!
Fang Che also increased his vigilance!
Fang Che's heart moved, and he unfolded the Sky-holding Sword with all his strength, and the transformation came out, but the snow-clothed red sword suddenly unfolded, and the sword was so bright that it broke through instantly and approached in front of him.
The Tuotian Sword, which lacked the soul essence, was directly broken by Xue Yihong's sword.
But this was Fang Che's intention. As soon as he turned around, the Heavenly Hatred Blade roared out.
In an instant, the stars on the arena were bright, flickering and blinking, the stars moved, and the galaxy suddenly shone.
The roaring evil aura unfolded violently, and the tens of thousands of people in front of the audience felt at the same time that there were countless evil ghosts coming towards their faces with their teeth and claws spread out!
Fang Tu's voice rang out in the evil aura: "This is the Heaven-Slaying Blade, the first move!"
Xue Yihong's voice was ethereal: "The Heaven-Slaying Blade is indeed domineering!"
The long sword suddenly turned into thousands of miles of ice and snow, and the silver dragon descended from the sky and roared towards him.
The snowy starry sky intertwined again.
But everyone in the arena felt chilled in their hearts: The Heaven-Slaying Blade!
Is this Fang Tu’s sword technique? No wonder he killed so many people... The name of the Heaven-Slaughter Blade makes one feel murderous!
The sound of thin swords clashing suddenly sounded.
Just hearing this sound was like a heavy rain falling in the sky. Except for Yang Luoyu, Dong Changfeng and a few others, no one else could tell how many swords the two people were fighting at this moment.
There was a loud bang.
The swords trembled wildly at the same time.
People who are close to it feel like their ears are being deafened.
Two figures, one black and one white, were clearly separated in the air, one left and one right, and landed lightly on the ground.
But the two of them exchanged fierce palms while their swords were intersecting!
Black shadows flew, stars twinkled, and turned into a phantom starry sky again when they landed.
White shadows fluttered and snowflakes scattered, turning into a blizzard sky again when the toes landed.
Anyone can see it.
These two people really didn't want to lose, and they slowly started to use desperate tricks. From the sympathy at the beginning, they turned into a fierce battle in the midfield!
“Seven hundred moves!”
Dong Changfeng grinned: "Luo Yu, can you tell who has the upper hand?"
Yang Luoyu looked at it intently and said: "Seven hundred and thirty moves, we are evenly matched. From my point of view, there is no advantage or disadvantage now."
"yes."
Dong Changfeng watched intently and said: "Fang Che must be in a state of mind. If we had to decide the winner, Fang Che would win by a narrow margin in the end."
Yang Luoyu felt strange now. He knew that he couldn't beat Dong Changfeng.
But there’s no reason why the vision is so different, right?
Can Fang Che win? Why didn't I see it?
Reluctantly, he looked at it carefully for a while, and finally frowned: "Brother Dong, how did you see it?"
Dong Changfeng said deeply: "This is very clear."
Do you understand?
Yang Luoyu was confused again, so he observed again for a while and found that they were still evenly matched.
"I don't know, brother, please ask Brother Dong to clarify my doubts."
Clear up the confusion?
Dong Changfeng could never solve this puzzle. In fact, he and Yang Luoyu saw that they were evenly matched, and it could be seen that both of them used their full strength.
But what Dong Changfeng knows very well is... Fang Che still has the inheritance of Junlin!
With the inheritance of Junlin, but he has mastered the sword to this point, how could Fang Che lose?
But how could Dong Changfeng say this?
So he said calmly: "Luo Yu, your eyes... still need practice."
Yang Luoyu scratched his head and began to watch the competition between the two more seriously.
I don’t believe it anymore. It makes no sense that Brother Dong can see it but I can’t.
But after looking over and over, Yang Luoyu finally gave in and gave up after seeing fifteen hundred moves.
"Brother Dong, you are still awesome, I haven't noticed it until now."
Dong Changfeng thought: I didn’t see it either!
He said: "Your Brother Dong is still your Brother Dong."
Yang Luoyu thought for a while and decided to go back and find Yu Tianqi or Rui Qianshan to torture himself.
The gap in strength is huge, and the gap in vision is actually so big!
If I don’t work hard, I won’t even be able to see Brother Dong’s back.
The whole place was silent, and they watched with wide eyes as the two people moved around on the small arena, with streams of light flying.
What a battle between dragons and tigers.
Some people's eyes were sore and tears flowed from their eyes.
Everyone in the Xue family looked solemn.
They never expected that Fang Tu could fight Xue Yihong to such an extent!
The Xue family has deployed the strongest trump card of the penultimate generation in sending out Xueyi Hong. According to the previous expectations, no matter how powerful Fang Tu was in the world, he was only a third-grade noble!
Although Xue Yihong is also a third-grade Venerable-level, she has even killed an eighth-grade Saint-level in a one-on-one battle!
This kind of gap is simply heaven and earth.
In the original guess, Fang Tu would be defeated in less than a hundred moves.
Xue Yihong wanted to save face for Fang Tu, and tried to hit about a thousand moves to make Fang Tu lose with dignity.
This is the right plan.
Why did the scene reach this point?
As members of their own family, they could naturally see that Xue Yihong had used all his strength. Apart from the killer moves at the bottom of the box, he still had some unused moves. He really had gone all out.
"Is it possible for Fang Tu to attack the eighth-level saint with his third-level cultivation level?"
The white-haired ancestor of the Xue family almost fell out of his eyes.
The man in snow clothes who had always had no sense of presence on the side sighed and said: "When we went to find Fang Che a few days ago, his cultivation was still at the peak of the second level of the Venerable level. He said that he might be in the next few days. Breaking through the third grade.”
Suddenly everyone in the Xue family was speechless.
In other words, Fang Tu is only at the beginning of the third level of the Venerable Level?
But Xueyi Hong is the pinnacle of the third level!
Based on this calculation, wouldn't it have already been lost?
"Does it mean that Fang Tu can defeat the Holy King when he reaches the third level peak?" One person's eyes widened.
"That's not the case."
One person said: "The gap between the Saint level and the Saint King is too big. It is a qualitative improvement, not an accumulation of quantity."
"It should be noted that the next rank after the Saint is the Saint King, but in fact it spans the four major ranks of 'Zong, General, Commander, and Marquis'. That's why reaching the level of the Saint King is called 'one step to the sky' . The reason why I say this is because this step is too big, just like heaven and earth."
"But Fang Tu is really a genius...a genius that has never been seen before..."
The ancestor's white eyebrows twitched and he said softly: "Think about your cultivation, think about your combat prowess, think about Fang Che's age, think about Da Hong's age... Hey, we have already been defeated."
"Big Red" is the nickname of Xueyihong. Xue Yihong was once embarrassed to the point of picking his feet because of this name. He has been staying in extremely cold places, which has a lot to do with this nickname.
"Dahong is forty-three. Hey..."
Everyone in the Xue family sighed.
Everyone is dishonorable.
"I hope Dahong can hold on. Don't lose..."
In the eyes of others, this battle was still evenly matched, but in the eyes of the Xue family, it was already a defeat.
Give Fang Che another twenty years to reach Xue Yihong's current age. What will happen by then?
This is simply unthinkable.
In the field, the battle has reached a fever pitch.
Dong Changfeng and Yang Luoyu had already stood up.
Because, the sword energy of both sides was already faintly escaping outside the ring.
This is almost to the point of being uncontrollable.
The sound of the violent collision of swords became louder and louder, and became more and more intensive.
Both Dong and Yang have rich fighting experience and know that at this time, only one move is needed to determine the outcome. After a thousand moves, these two people are already gathering their strength to fight!
The battle of condensation has always been evenly matched, and they have been fighting fiercely until now, and the winner is really about to be decided.
Qin Fengyun, Luo Hao and others all looked at the gull on the river.
Is this all you want to see?
But he saw Jiang Shangou looking straight at the ring, his eyes unblinking.
Kaiyang Lord Yun Zaikong poked the gull on the river with his finger and whispered: "Fourth brother, you are so fascinated by what you are seeing. Can you...understand?"
Jiangshang Ou didn't even look back: "I understand!"
"Since you can understand, why is your face so confused?"
"……roll!"
Qin Fengyun sent a message to Jiang Shangou: "Fourth!"
Jiang Shangou: "Huh?"
Qin Fengyun sent a message and said cautiously: "Do you feel that this Fang Che is the reincarnation of the boss?"
Jiang Shangou was startled and hurriedly sent a message back: "I didn't say it!"
Qin Fengyun stopped saying anything and recalled everything Fang Che said and did after he arrived. After a while, the message came back and said: "It doesn't look like that. This Fang Che is very serious and not at all." Cheap."
Jiang Shangou heard back and retorted: "Boss is not cheap even when he is serious."
Qin Fengyun chuckled: "As long as the boss opens his mouth, can he still be serious? How come I haven't seen him before?"
The gull on the river fell silent.
After a while, he said: "Second brother, tell me, even if we find our eldest brother, can we recognize each other?"
Qin Fengyun answered readily: "No! But we have to make sure that the boss is alive! Although we are looking for him, we can't recognize him. If we do, the boss may be in danger. You know, what happened back then, Lian Xue and Duan Xiyang They all care about it.”
Jiang Shangou was silent again and said: "Then... keep looking. Anyway, I firmly believe that the boss is still alive. Maybe he has become a famous figure in the world by now."
Qin Fengyun was silent for a moment and said, "Do you still doubt Fang Che?"
Jiang Shangou said: "I just feel...not to mention his surname is Fang..."
Qin Fengyun frowned: "Fang... There are not even 10 million people with the surname Fang in the world. How do you use this to find the boss? Shut up! What nonsense!" Jiang Shangou was scolded. , sat down and said nothing.
But Qin Fengyun had a few more things to worry about.
His eyes began to circle around Fang Che.
when!
There was a loud bang.
Fang Che staggered back, and Xue Yihong spun out.
The sword energy suddenly soared into the sky, straight into the nine heavens, and Fang Che, who was retreating, had also soared straight into the sky, and the swords were fighting again in the sky.
Meteor-like rays of light continued to fall brightly.
Xue Yihong let out a long roar, and her body rose straight into the sky again.
Snowflakes suddenly appeared in the sky, completely obscuring the sun, moon and stars.
The sky, the terrain, the snow, the wind, the killing force!
Howling in all directions, filling the sky!
It is one of Xueyi’s red trump cards.
The legendary sword handed down from the Xue family... The whole world is covered in snow!
But although Xue Yihong used her trump card, she did not touch the desperate trump card of perishing together. In his opinion, the discussion was not harmful, not to mention that he did not want Fang Che to be harmed in the slightest.
This sword is enough to determine the outcome. It is enough to give an explanation to the gamblers in the world.
And Fang Che also rushed up in the air again, his body suddenly rotated, the starry sky disappeared, replaced by a scorching sun!
Condensation of purity, the Sword of the Sun!
Yes, now Fang Che’s hand is no longer a knife, but a sword!
“That sword from Master Jian!”
Dong Changfeng sighed.
It was said that in this place, the Ningxue Sword emitted tens of thousands of sword energy seeds. However, among the tens of thousands of students present, only Fang Che could fully understand this sword.
And... this sword has now developed to the point of great glory!
The two swords, carrying the power of wind and thunder at the same time, are like two pieces of sky, the sun, moon, stars, sky, snow, sky and earth colliding!
Boom!
The two collided hard.
The entire stainless steel arena was shattered into pieces and flying like flour in an instant.
If it flew out, it would probably result in thousands of casualties at least.
Dong Changfeng and Yang Luoyu were well prepared. Their auras enveloped each other at the same time. All the broken pieces of iron flowed into their hands and turned into two huge iron balls!
Not a single piece flew out.
The smoke cleared.
Fang Che and Xue Yihong, one on the left and one on the right, stood high in the air, each holding a sword.
The cloaks on both of them were somewhat tattered and had holes in them.
Sun Wuqiang's face turned dark in the distance. My clothes...does this kid still have them?
In the air, Xue Yihong smiled bitterly: "I should have given up a long time ago. I really didn't expect you to use your trump card. You are famous for your sword, but your trump card turned out to be a sword."
Fang Che was silent for a moment and said: "It doesn't matter. This sword has been exposed for a long time. But this battle is evenly divided. If we really want to determine the winner, I am afraid that synchronization will also determine life and death."
Xue Yihong said calmly: "If you lose, you lose. Why do you need to find reasons for me?"
He pointed to the sword marks on his collar and said, "There are sword marks on my throat, but there are none on your side."
Fang Che was noncommittal: "But if it's a life and death battle, these two swords can't kill you."
"But the contest means losing."
Xue Yihong smiled faintly. Although he also had a trump card that he didn't use, he, who knew Fang Che, also knew clearly: Fang Che didn't use the flying knife that he had shown in the friendly battle between good and evil!
Therefore, even if you use all your cards, you may not be able to defend against the opponent's flying knife!
He slowly turned around in the air, with a bitter look on his face, and faced the crowd, saying, "I lost!"
Fang Che took a deep breath and said, "It's a fluke! I accepted it!"
I silently said to Xue Fuxiao in my heart: Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life!
But this descendant of yours is really ridiculously strong.
This battle really changed some of Fang Che's thoughts. At least in the plan of cultivating Gu to become a god at the leader level, none of the combat power I encountered could match that of Xueyi Hong!
Yan Beihan and others don't count if they don't fight.
In fact, Xue Yihong is much stronger than herself in the leader-level plan to raise Gu to become a god!
Everyone in the field was silent.
In this battle, in full view of everyone, Xue Yihong did her best.
But Fang Tu is indeed better!
There is nothing to say in defeat.
I tried my best but failed, what should I say?
But the problem is...many people's fortunes are bet on Xue Yihong.
Xue Yihong smiled bitterly: "Captain Fang, I'm sorry that I made you lose 100 million."
Fang Che also reacted immediately, clutching his chest in pain: "I won the battle, but lost 100 million? This... this..."
Xue Yihong laughed and could hardly breathe: "Captain Fang, victory or defeat is a common thing for military officers. Please don't take it to heart. It's only 100 million..."
"But the mere 100 million you mentioned is really not easy to earn..." Fang Che sighed.
The two of them asked and answered questions.
Suddenly many people in the front row burst into laughter.
This thing is indeed ridiculous.
Many people felt relieved... I didn't do anything and only lost tens of thousands, while Captain Fang fought desperately, and ended up losing 100 million...
This incident must be said to be full of drama.
The Xue family had already been mentally prepared for Xue Yihong's defeat in the middle of the battle.
Although disappointed, but not too disappointed.
Just thinking about the ancestor's command to win without losing makes me feel panicked.
If you really lose, what should you do?
The ancestor's temper is really going to flare up, this matter is going to be really difficult!
Dong Changfeng announced the result, and then the competition officially ended. As a result, it was immediately reported to all the major garrison halls in the world!
In the battle with Fang Xue, Fang Tuli fought against the genius of the Xue family, Xue Yihong, and won the battle!
Fang Tu’s fame has reached a higher level.
At the same time, it was tantamount to announcing the end of the world for gambling dogs, and people were suddenly devastated...
Fang Che and Xue Yihong came down to the ground and thanked Dong Changfeng and Yang Luoyu.
Because when it came to the final blow, neither of them could control their power. If Dong and Yang hadn't been there, the consequences would have been serious.
Dong Changfeng and Yang Luoyu both had plain smiles on their faces and didn't take it seriously.
With the two of them here, it would really be a joke if they could hurt the crowd of onlookers.
Then the Xue family members also came over, and everyone talked together.
Dong Changfeng was quite gloating: "I say, you guys will probably have to bear the wrath of thunder when you go back."
Immediately, the faces of the Xue family wrinkled up like eggplants beaten by frost: "Mr. Dong... you really don't pick up any of the pots..."
As he was talking, a sudden surge of momentum came, seemingly gentle, but actually dense and overwhelming. Suddenly, the entire Tiandu City was filled!
White clouds surged in the sky.
Landing slowly, it turned into a figure in the sky.
The white clothes are better than the snow, and the expression is cold.
He is the number one person in the world, the number one in the cloud weapon spectrum, the love-cutting knife, Xue Fuxiao, Master Xue is here!
Just after defeat, the ancestor came!
The faces of the Xue family all turned pale, and their hearts suddenly became heartless. They all knelt down: "See you, ancestor!"
Everyone else saluted at the same time: "See Master Snow!"
Xue Fuxiao stood high in the sky with a calm expression. After greeting everyone, he said to the Xue family calmly: "It's embarrassing, isn't it enough? Why don't you go home quickly? You have to stay in Tiandu City for a drink." Celebrate?"
The Xue family members trembled and fell to the ground: "The descendants of future generations should be ashamed of our ancestor's reputation... Please forgive me for this!"
Xue Fuxiao smiled faintly and said: "Thank you for remembering me, my ancestor, so shameless! Tsk tsk, as descendants of the Xue family, you have done a good job! Last year I was defeated once, and this year I was defeated once. You really created surprises for me one after another. ”
Suddenly beads of sweat fell down on everyone's faces.
Ancestor is embarrassed to get angry in front of so many people, but in the same way, he has spoken so harshly in front of so many people, and I really don’t know what will happen when he returns home.
Dong Changfeng quickly stood up and said with an apologetic smile: "Master Xue, this is also a non-war crime..."
Xue Fuxiao gave him a cold look and said, "Master Dong, wait until it is your Dong family's turn to say this again. This is a family matter of the Xue family. Why are you joining in the fun? Does it have anything to do with you?"
Dong Changfeng blushed on the spot and backed away: "Yes, yes, Master Xue, please calm down."
Dong Changfeng hugged his head and ate a big hot fart. Yang Luoyu was even more afraid to show his face, shrinking his neck to reduce his presence.
Xue Fuxiao looked at Xue Yihong: "You lost, are you very proud? Why don't you go back to Northern Xinjiang and wait for a feast?"
Xue Yihong quickly bowed and ran away.
"Fang Che, I'll drink with you next time...I'll run away first..."
The red snow clothes disappeared without a trace.
Before Fang Che even had time to say goodbye, Xue Yihong disappeared.
"Do you still want me to invite you back?"
Xue Fuxiao looked at the remaining Xue family members coldly.
"I will go back immediately as ordered and wait for the ancestor's punishment!"
"I'm old? I can't walk? Do I still have to wait for you?"
Xue Fuxiao's face was like frost: "I'll wait for you at home!"
He gritted his teeth and said, "This ancestor is waiting for your triumphant return!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared without a trace.
Everyone in the Xue family got up from the ground and rushed into the sky, running as fast as they could to their homes. They didn't even have time to say hello to everyone.
In the blink of an eye, everyone in the Xue family disappeared without a trace.
Before anyone could even react, the Xue family all disappeared.
Everyone present was stunned...
Fang Tu won, the Xue family left, and we lost... Is this... over? My money...
Countless howls have reached the throat...
Just then...
Yang Luoyu suddenly stood up, straight into the sky, and stood directly above the original arena.
Take out a piece of paper.
He shouted loudly in the air: "Everyone is silent! Guardian headquarters, the latest secret order!"
Yang Luoyu's voice was like thunder, shaking the sky and could be heard clearly from hundreds of miles away.
Suddenly... the entire audience and everyone outside the venue were shocked. Even the cries of the gamblers were stuck in their throats.
What happened again?
Why did the Guardian headquarters come to give orders?
I saw Yang Luoyu unfolding the paper at high altitude and chanting loudly: "Guardian Headquarters, Eastern Military Advisor Order!"
(End of chapter)