"What a quick knife! What a ruthless knife! What a great knife!"

Hua Sigu sucked in the air, "The swords and swords are swung out from an incredible position, and they are dedicated to the vital places of human body... The fierce and murderous swords are simply not like things in the world..."

"You misread a little bit... the murderer only waved one knife!"

Pandaer said in the intercept: "Xu Shaoxia died under a knife, so the scars and bleeding levels are almost the same as..."

"One knife?"

Qiao Wu took several steps in a row, and cold sweat dripped down his face: "What speed should we use to make such a knife in an instant? This... this is impossible..."

This is what Hua Sigu and Jin Wuwang want to know very much, and both looked at Shen Lang.

"Oh... I'm ashamed..."

Shen Lang had confusion in his eyes: "I received a note from Brother Xiong yesterday, saying that there was a big secret to tell him. This secret was even more related to the safety of the Central Plains martial arts world, so he did not dare to neglect and rushed there immediately. Unexpectedly, after the joint was destroyed, he could only see a sharp sword light... To be honest, when I saw the sword light, I almost thought it was a sword technique brought out from hell..."

"After we broke into the ruined temple, we saw the body of Xu Shaoxia lying on the ground, and a black shadow left at an astonishing speed, unable to catch up with it..."

Although Shen Lang was just an understatement, the enemy who could not keep from his or her powers must have been extremely terrifying as his or her martial arts skills were.

"The sword is unreturned, and one style of seven killings! Brother Shen knows what kind of sword technique is this?"

Fang Ming drank the fifth glass of wine and asked suddenly.

Just now, everyone was immersed in the horror story, only he was still raising his glass, his mood was extremely leisurely.

"Brother Lianhua is so excited!" Shen Lang said in a state of emotion: "Could Brother Lianhua actually know the origin of this knife?"

Fang Ming smiled and said, "It's just a little more clear than others. Everyone in the world knows that the Demon Sword Sect is weird and cruel, but they don't know that they regard swords as their respect and worship swords. With only one move in martial arts, they have surpassed all sword techniques in the world..."

Shen Lang said: "Life is limited, and being able to practice one move is enough to travel around the world!"

"Haha..." Fang Ming smiled: "Well said that, there are very few heroes in the world who can understand this!"

He raised his sixth glass of wine and smiled and said, "Why are you better than Brother Shen and I, who imitate the ancients of the Three Kingdoms and taste wine and discuss heroes?"

An empty restaurant, dead bodies on the ground, and fine wine on the table.

This strange scene made Zhu Qiqi just want to be disgusted, but Shen Lang happily said: "Since Brother Lianhua has such a good mood, Shen Lang should accompany him..."

"Ah... there are many mediocre people in the world, but there are few real famous heroes. Today, we are drinking and talking about heroism, but we can also be regarded as a good story for a generation..."

Fang Mingdao.

Shen Lang smiled and said, "The world is full of rumor. Can the seven most famous masters in the martial arts world be heroes?"

Fang Ming laughed and said, "Brother Shen, don't joke! The Heavenly Law of Tianlong Temple in Wutai Mountain, Qingcheng Xuandu Guan Duanhongzi, Huashan jade girl Liu Yuru, the male lion Qiao Wu, the 'skilled hand orchid girl Zhuge' Hua Sigu, the Beggars' Sect' Jin Bushuan... These six people are just Er, and the Jade-faced Yaoqin God's swordsman Xu Ruoyu is even more lying here. How can he be called a hero? The hero is not a hero at the time, and it is a pity that makes the prince famous..."

Shen Lang said seriously: "Where is the hero of Xu Shao's chivalrous spirit, he will go to difficulties with a sharp body. How can he not be called a hero?"

Fang Ming retorted: "The famous heroes in the world are the best in martial arts. These people are not good at martial arts. No matter how outstanding other aspects are, they are useless..."

"Thief!" "Bastard!"

When Qiao Wu and Hua Sigu saw that they were slandered like this, even the dead Xu Ruoyu was criticized, how could they still bear it?

With a loud shout, Qiao Wu grabbed a steel claw from his hand, but it was the Qimen weapon he relied on to become famous - the Green Lion Claw! As Hua Sigu shouted, countless mechanisms were shot out on his body, which obviously lived up to Zhuge's name.

But they were quick, and Fang Ming's move was even faster than lightning.

Wow! The white light flashed in the void, Qiao Wu and Hua Sigu were already vomiting blood and flew backwards, while Fang Ming was still sitting upright on the wooden chair. The people present did not see clearly how he took action.

"The native chicken and tile dog are vulnerable, which makes you laugh!" Fang Ming bowed his hand slightly to signal.

Shen Lang's face remained unchanged, but Zhu Qiqi saw that the fingers behind his sleeves were already firmly clenched: "The King of Happy is a master of a hundred schools of thought, and his martial arts can be the best in the world. The Four Envoys of Happyness and Thirty-Six Cavalry under his seat are all handsome men. Before entering the pass, the world is terrifying. Can he be a hero?"

Fang Mingshou: "The Happy King is a strange man of a generation. Unfortunately, he lacks a little heroic spirit and is not among the heroes, but he is considered a hero! As for the four envoys of wine, sex, wealth and energy, although they are a little stronger than the seven masters, they are still limited!"

"Why don't my husband drink yet? My seventh cup is the essence of the first six kinds of wines, and it has endless aftertaste!"

Fang Ming had already finished drinking the sixth cup at this time. The old man filled the seventh cup of wine and persuaded him to drink.

Shen Lang suddenly said: "I'm afraid I can't drink this wine!"

"Haha... the wine is currently there, even if the wine contains the poison that is urging and killing, I will still drink it!"

Fang Ming purred and drank the seventh glass of wine: "Good wine is indeed not an ordinary person! I wonder what the old man is called?"

The old man saw Fang Ming drink the seventh glass of wine, and his face was already sneered, but after a moment it turned pale, he slowly said: "I Han Ling! I will serve as the host's seat to drink!"

This old man who is not astonishingly looks is actually the messenger of drinking under the throne of happiness!

Pandaer and Zhu Qiqi almost jumped up, and then they heard Han Ling say, "Since you have already drunk my seventh cup of poisonous wine, why are you safe and sound at this time?"

Zhu Qiqi and Pandaer were shocked again when they heard this. It turned out that just now, Fang Ming had already had a unique poisonous competition with Happy Wine!

"I can't do anything to me just a little toxin. But the Korean envoy came. Was it for that Yin-Yang man?"

Fang Ming smiled.

The descendant of the messenger of Jiang Zuo Situ was a Yin-Yang man. Fang Ming was a slander. Even Jin Wuwang next to him changed his face.

"Okay...it's very good!"

As the old man Han Ling laughed, a touch of blue cold light suddenly bloomed under the table!

The old man's two trouser legs were originally empty, but at this time, two blue swords stretched out.

He used his sword as his legs. Over the past few decades, he probably had practiced the two swords as if they were his own limbs, and also had poison on the sword. It was extremely sharp. If he suddenly attacked, it would be difficult for anyone to resist. It was actually the most vicious foreign weapon in the martial arts world.

Fang Ming smiled and let the sword blade pierce the table and came to his eyes.

Shake it!

Just when the blue two swords were about an inch away from Fang Ming's chest, Han Ling's face suddenly changed and she fell down directly, and her face instantly turned black and purple.

"What a poison!" Shen Lang sighed.

"Your poison did not poison me, but you were poisoned by me. What else do you have to say?"

Fang Ming said calmly to Han Ling that even Zhu Qiqi knew that this scene was a big loss in the previous fight.

Just as Han Ling fell down, Jin Wuwang's expression had changed a lot. Suddenly, he gritted his teeth and walked up to pick Han Ling up, and his whole body was already drifting out like a gust of wind.

Fang Ming poured himself and drank himself, completely ignored it.

Shen Langqi said: "Brother Lianhua doesn't care?"

Fang Ming said: "Jin Wuwang is a wealth messenger. When he saw that the wine messenger was in trouble, he naturally had to save him. If I stopped him, he would be an enemy of Mr. Chen. Now is not the time..."

Shen Lang smiled bitterly and said, "I would rather never be an enemy in our lives!"

"Haha... The name of the Four Happys is too much. It's so boring. Do Brother Chen agree?"

Fang Ming laughed loudly. At this time, he worked hard to defeat Qiao Wu and Hua Sigu, and made his vigor with joyful wine. No matter who said it, he had to listen carefully.

And he actually wanted to continue his previous wine tasting and heroism.

Shen Lang said: "Brother Lianhua wants to say something next, 'The only heroes in the world are Shen Lang and Lianhua', but I am so ashamed of being accused of taking responsibility!"

Fang Ming shook his head: "Brother Chen is wrong! Shen Lang is the only hero in the world. If you don't have talent, you can count at most half. Although your martial arts are good, you lack the kindness of being a little bit like Shen Lang!"

As soon as he said this, Zhu Qiqi and Pandaer, the only remaining restaurant, were moved. They originally thought that Fang Ming was above the top and regarded the heroes in the world as nothing, but they did not expect that they valued Shen Lang so much.

"Brother Lianhua is so proud of me!" Shen Lang smiled: "For example, Brother Maoer, Bo Yuntian's heroic spirit is definitely much stronger than Mr. Wu..."

"Although Panda's reputation is not obvious, it is already better than 99% of the people in the world. Unfortunately, it's still worse than you..."

Fang Ming shook his head and said, "I praise you without persuasion, and I am sorry for you without discouraging you... Shen Lang, you are well-known in your heroes. Only with a hero's heart can you practice the martial arts of a hero. I am looking forward to the day when you fight with Brother Chen..."

After saying that, Fang Ming got up and suddenly came to the wine cabinet.

As the wood chips flew, a man in blue had already fled out in a panic.

"Brother-in-law!" Zhu Qiqi said in surprise.

It turned out that the person forced out by Fang Ming was actually her brother-in-law, Fan Fenyang, known as "Tao Zhu on the Land"!

"Haha... Miss Qiqi hasn't gone out for a long time, and she doesn't even know that Yuebin Tower is her brother-in-law's property..." Fang Ming turned to Fan Fenyang. At this time, this man who was calm in the face of anything actually broke out in cold sweat on his forehead.

"Boss Fan, I'll be lucky!" Fang Ming suddenly smiled slightly.

"I was able to listen to my high opinions just now, and I admire you!" Fan Fenyang said with a reluctant smile.

"Boss Fan has a wealthy family and has always admired her very much. What if we make a bet?"

Fang Ming suddenly said.
Chapter completed!