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Both sides stood firm. Brother Zhide knew the decision to win and couldn't help but smile proudly. Fang Lang's face was as usual, but looking at Li Yao standing in the middle he said: "Since everyone is so happy, I also joined It's a bet." "Okay~!" The man in red clothes answered without saying anything. Even if Fang Lang made any exaggerated demands, he had no hope of winning. "I bet it's simple. I want to ask Your Highness to allow me to leave." Fang Lang said calmly.
Li Yao sipped her lips, and everyone else looked at her. Fang Lang made her unhappy tonight, but now she is still anxious. Li Yao snorted angrily and said, "Okay." "Let's get started." Fang Lang pulled out the scabbard, but did not draw the sword.
The red man smiled speechlessly, looked at Fang Lang and said, "Aren't you going to draw your sword?" Fang Lang glanced at the corner of his mouth, raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Wu Yuwu opposite him and said, "Fight him, you don't need to draw your sword. ~!" In a very short sentence, there is no special sound, but when it comes out, it is loud and loud. Who are these people, the second ancestor of the emperor, they are always arrogant, and are there others who are arrogant? Fang Lang retreated to the opposite side of their class with just one word. The red man's smile disappeared, he patted Wu Yaowu's shoulder, leaned close to his ear and said, "Go ahead and shoot me!"
Although he said this in his ear, his voice was not deep. Li Yao heard it. The children heard it. The ladies around them heard it. Of course, Fang Lang also heard it. In response to this sentence, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly. Standard tracking mockery. "Transfer~!" Wu Yaowu was also angered. Everyone is at a young and energetic age. This slightly encourages the fire to come out. "Stab!" Wu Yaowu pulled out the sword from his waist. This is a good sword. It's no different from a woman's sword. The blade is wide and dances like a snake blade. With a few quick "wu" sounds, the sword rushes out a series of sword shadows in front of Fang Lang. If anyone else was afraid of hiding in advance, Fang Lang was still looking at Wu Yaowu.
"Since you don't know how to make a sword, I won't be polite." Wu Yaowu whispered. He saw the sword in his hand "wiping" and wanted to shake it quickly. The clearly visible sword shadow swayed away. Everyone was dazzled, as if Wu Yaowu was holding a snake instead of a sword. The dexterous sword body drives countless air currents. The "tingling" sound made the boys and girls looking around hold their breath. Wu Yaowu's visuals are strong and his sword movements are fast. It was so fast that no one could see where his sword was.
There was a slight rebuke, and the pale white sword swallowed, and was leisurely placed in the wind around his waist. Fang Lang hadn't moved yet, and the blade was about to reach the front of Feng, and pierced Feng's chin as fast as lightning. The poisonous sword pretended to attack the waist, arousing human defense, and then suddenly changed direction and hit the chin with the brisk speed of the sword. Such a reaction speed was too late. If hit, the pale white blade would immediately Penetrate the chin and follow the entire opening of the head.
Wu Yaowu took decisive action and killed him desperately. From this point, I can see that this son's brother is not an ordinary male brother. He did kill, and there was a coldness in his eyes. Wu Yaowu was ready to sneer. Suddenly, he felt a puzzling pain in his wrist, and then a flower in front of him couldn't see what was happening. Fang Lang had already put the scabbard on his neck. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com