"If you want to add a crime, why don't you worry? Since the gang leader thinks it is Fang, then let's just be Fang. Now I'm poisoned, why doesn't the gang leader take action?"

Fang Xiu didn't want to say so much to Nie Changkong, there was no need.

It's time for this farce to end.

"In fact, Nie is also very itchy and tight in the strength of Lord Fang, but he has never found an opportunity to compete. However, with Lord Fang's current state, Nie is inevitably a little unfair to take action.

Unfortunately, Nie's face is secondary. The main thing is to be able to investigate the matter clearly and give the truth to his brothers.

If Lord Fang could obey the instructions, then Nie didn't have to do anything, so as not to hurt his own people's kindness."

"Fang is sitting here. If you want to do something, just do it. What are you doing?"

Fang Xiu said sarcastically without any appreciation.

Fang Xiu felt bored after saying too much in the scene.

At the same time, Nie Changkong's evaluation has also dropped to a higher level.

At this time, I was still talking about something. It seemed that I was looking for reasons for myself, but in fact it was just plain despised.

Nie Changkong's face flashed with anger and said lightly: "Since Lord Fang is ungrateful, don't blame Nie for being rude. Even if he wins, he has to take action in order to give the many brothers an explanation."

After the words came, Nie Changkong moved his body, and his five fingers grabbed Fang Xiu's pipa bone like an eagle claw.

Seeing this, Ling Juekong and Xie Xubing both frowned.

Nie Changkong's move was clearly trying to destroy Fang Xiu's arms first, not at all, just like he said before, just simply capturing Fang Xiu.

The iron-handed flying eagle Nie Changkong, he practiced a top-notch martial art called Eagle Claw Technique.

This eagle claw skill has been practiced to the point where Nie Changkong has reached its peak. Even if the essence iron is caught by this claw, a claw mark will be scratched.

With the flesh and blood of a human body, it is inevitable that the bones will be crushed by the eagle claw skills.

"stop!"

It was too late for Xie Xubing to stop him, so he could only speak out to stop him.

He didn't expect that Nie Changkong would actually use such a tough move. If he got the Eagle Claw Technique, Fang Xiu would be almost a useless person.

Xie Xubing didn't think that Fang Xiu, who had lost all his skills, could escape Nie Changkong's claw.

"I want to kill me!"

Fang Xiu's eyes were cold. He saw Nie Changkong's ruthless move, and the murderous intent hidden in the other party's eyes could not escape his eyes.

My hand was already on the Chengping Sword at some point and quietly held the hilt of the sword.

After holding the Chengping Sword, Fang Xiu's temperament suddenly changed, as terrifying as a sharp sword unsheathed.

impossible!

Nie Changkong was suddenly shocked, and Fang Xiu's changes made him feel a little uneasy.

But thinking that the other party had already taken the three-day Huagong San, no matter how high his martial arts skills were, he was now just a young man with no power to tie a chicken. In front of his eagle claw skills, he was as fragile as a little chicken to be slaughtered.

Eagle strikes in the sky!

As soon as he took action, Nie Changkong did not choose to hold back. Even though Fang Xiu's momentum changed, he still showed no sign of stopping.

But in the blink of an eye, his claws were already scratching the pipa bones on both sides of Fang Xiu.

Zheng!

A sword light suddenly appeared, accompanied by the sound of the sword, like the rising sun and falling like a meteor.

Nie Changkong stopped in place, his palm like an eagle claw was still three feet away from Fang Xiu's shoulder, but he did not fall down.

But Fang Xiu seemed to have not seen it, and his body didn't even move.

Everything has not changed, only the sound of the sword echoing like the lingering sound of the beam.

"What kind of sword technique is this?"

"Sword drawing."

"Sword drawing is a good sword drawing technique. If you hear this sword, you will have no regrets even if you die."

A miserable smile appeared on Nie Changkong's face, and a small red line appeared in his throat.

Cut the throat with one sword!

Bang! Nie Changkong's body fell to the ground, with an envious look on his face, as if he was amazed by the sword just now.

Dead!

Nie Changkong is dead!

Wow!

Everyone, including Xie Xubing and Ling Juekong, seemed to have been immersed in the art of immobilizing and did not move at all.

How could it be that one of the top masters in Liucheng, the leader of the Feiying Gang, and the Iron Hand Feiying Nie Changkong, died so simply, and died so simply.

Things changed so quickly that they didn't react.

Sword drawing?

They have never heard of what kind of martial arts is, and they can kill Nie Changkong with one blow.

No one could see how Fang Xiu took action clearly.

Only Ling Juekong and others could barely see Fang Xiu's hand move, but they couldn't see clearly how it moved.

Fast, too fast.

If it weren't for the sword song that had not yet disappeared completely, they wouldn't have known that Fang Xiu had already set out the sword.

"No, it's impossible, how could you kill the leader of the gang? It's impossible, it's impossible!"

The first thing I realized was Shi Min.

Now his calves were trembling with a look of disbelief, and his eyes were filled with horror when he looked at Fang Xiu.

How could Fang Xiu be so strong? He obviously took the three-day Huagong Powder, so why was there nothing wrong with him? Could it be that he had already prepared something?

Shi Min thought about all the consequences, but she never thought that Nie Changkong would die at Fang Xiu's hands.

It's still so straightforward and so direct, so fast that people don't even have time to react.

Not to mention others, even Fang Xiu was shocked.

When he held the hilt of the sword in his hand and wanted to draw the sword, the memory of sword drawing in his mind instantly surged out, and then he naturally drew a sword.

This was the first time he used sword drawing to fight an enemy, but his power was astonished.

Nie Changkong's true strength is not as strong as him, but he will never be much weaker.

But such a master has no room for reaction in front of sword drawing.

This is certainly because the other party thought that he had been eliminated for three days and lost all his skills, which caused him to be careless, but this cannot erase the merits of the sword drawing technique.

Suddenly, Fang Xiu felt that he might not have to be so cautious when completing the system tasks himself.

With this skill of sword drawing alone, how many people can block themselves in Liucheng?

Hai Jiuming, can he catch this sword?

It should not be possible.

Putting himself in his shoes and thinking about it from the perspective of others, if he was Hai Jiuming, Fang Xiu would not think he could take this sword drawing technique.

"Master Shi, didn't you blame Fang for not eating the toast and punishing him? Now Fang is sitting here. Why didn't Master Shi come and take Fang down and ask for guilt?"

This time, it was Fang Xiu's turn to look at the terrified Shi Min jokingly.

Didn’t you danced so happily just now?
Chapter completed!