The man shouted loudly and retreated, dodging Fang Zian's fierce punches and kicks in a flash. But Fang Zian did not stop. After landing, he quickly attacked and chased the man with both fists. The man pointed his toes.

On the ground, his body retreated lightly, and all Fang Zian's punches were in the air, only half an inch away from his face, but they just couldn't hit him.

Fang Zian shouted: "What a light kung fu."

The man snorted and didn't answer, but Fang Zian said loudly: "Brother, be careful."

After the words fell, Fang Zian punched out, which was ordinary, just like the previous punch. The man's face showed a sarcastic look, and he retreated calmly. However, in an instant, his face changed drastically, showing a look of fear.

The moment the opponent's fist came close to the front of his face, it suddenly changed. A cold light slipped out of the opponent's palm and went straight to the center of his eyebrows. Originally, Fang Zian's fist was half an inch shorter. With the speed at which he was retreating, it was impossible to do so.

However, the opponent suddenly cheated and had an extra dagger in his hand. Considering the length of the dagger, it was just a few inches longer. Moreover, the opponent insidiously showed the dagger between his fist and his face, making it even more difficult to react.

At the critical moment, the man finally used his real Kung Fu. His left foot had already landed on the ground, but his body used his muscles and bones to exert force a second time, and the force of hitting the ground was increased several times. His body flew out like a bird, and turned upside down.

He somersaulted and landed on the branch of a big bare tree in the backyard of the hut.

"Despicable and cunning people, they will die by themselves." The moment the man stood firm, he already had a backhand bow and arrow in his hand. The bowstring buzzed, and the arrow shot like a meteor towards Fang Zian, who was standing on the ground in a daze.

Fang Zian was surprised at the opponent's quick reaction and high Qinggong. He actually had no intention of hurting the opponent, and would stop his hand in time after the dagger was thrust out. But he didn't expect that the opponent could avoid it at the last moment. That's all.

The Qing Gong that jumped two feet vertically and landed directly on the branch was simply breathtaking. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Fang Zian would not have believed that there was such a Qing Kung that transcended gravity in the world. If Newton knew anything, it would be

He was so angry that he lifted the coffin board. No! Newton would not be born for another two hundred years.

While he was thinking wildly, a powerful arrow had already shot through the air, with a breathtaking sound of wind and thunder, and at an extremely fast speed. Fang Zian quickly dodged to avoid it, and the arrow grazed Fang Zian's temple and was nailed to the ground. Fang Zian

Just as he was about to speak, he heard the sound of piercing the sky again. This time, it was actually two arrows, shot in succession, one in front of the other and connected end to end. However, the direction of the shots was slightly off, one to the left and one to the right, blocking Fang Zian from dodging.

direction. Fang Zian had already moved to the right in order to avoid the first arrow. At this moment, his body had not yet adjusted his center of gravity, and the two arrows shot from the direction where Fang Zian could not adjust to dodge. It can be said that these three arrows actually

It's all coordinated and calculated.

Fang Zian's expression changed drastically, and he turned halfway, with light flashing in his hand. The long sword hanging at his waist was already unsheathed. As his body turned, the sword turned with him, and with a clang, an arrow was chopped down. At the same time, he used this

With the force of turning, he nodded, shrunk his chest, and turned sideways to reduce the target. But with a stabbing sound, the second arrow pierced Fang Zian's flying black cloak and nailed it into the ground. With only a slight miss, Fang Zian was shot by this arrow.

Fang Zian broke out in a cold sweat, secretly thinking that he was lucky. This second arrow relied entirely on reaction and body control. Fortunately, he didn't have much fat on his body, otherwise

Once shot through.

The man on the branch said "Huh" and was also very surprised. His three arrows were all calculated, and no one had ever been able to dodge his three arrows. The man below was actually able to dodge, which really surprised him.

Strange. But after a brief moment of astonishment, he pinched his backhand, and he already had three arrows in his hand, and the three arrows were put on the bowstring at the same time. He wanted to shoot the three arrows in volley, and this time his arrows would form a triangular arrow net,

The opponent can hide and block, but he will never be able to deal with three arrows at the same time. He will always hit one. This is one of his unique skills.

"Stop, stop, stop, stop!" Fang Zian yelled "stop" several times from below, "Feng Yiming. Are you really trying to kill me?"

The man on the branch stopped at the critical moment, frowned and shouted: "Who are you? How do you know my name? I don't know you."

Fang Zian raised his head and smiled: "You don't know me, but I know you. Brother Feng, are you the chief guard of Pu'an County Prince's Mansion?"

The man frowned and shouted: "Who are you?"

Fang Zian took off the scabbard from his waist, put the long sword into the sheath, held it up in his hand and shook it: "You don't know me, but do you know this sword?"

The man squinted his eyes and said in shock: "Isn't this the Qingyun Sword? Isn't this the prince's sword? Why is it in your hand? What did you do to the prince?"

Fang Zian laughed and said, "Brother Feng, are you planning to just stand on a branch and talk to me? You don't mind the trouble, but I feel the pain in my neck."

The man on the branch was Feng Yiming, the chief guard of Pu'an County Prince's Mansion. Feng Yiming was originally very angry at Fang Zian's despicable sneak attacks and deceitful methods, but now that he saw the prince's sword, he was very confused and decided to ask for details.

So he jumped to the ground and walked to the fence but did not come out. His body still kept a vigilant look.

Fang Zian stepped forward, bowed his hands, and said with a smile: "Brother Feng, I apologize to you. I just rashly launched a sneak attack, which was really wrong. I hope you can forgive me."

Feng Yiming said coldly: "It is indeed a bit despicable for me to kill you indiscriminately. Moreover, my tactics are vicious and treacherous, which is really not what a gentleman would do."

Fang Zian smiled and said: "It seems that Brother Feng is angry. In fact, I am testing Brother Feng's martial arts. If I don't do this, how can I see Brother Feng's unparalleled light skills and exquisite archery skills."

Feng Yiming said coldly: "A test? If I didn't know martial arts, I might have become a dead soul under the spring."

Fang Zian smiled and did not defend himself. He suddenly unsheathed his sword and stabbed out quickly. Feng Yiming retreated subconsciously, but found that the direction Fang Zian stabbed was not himself, but a small tree next to him. Fang Zian thrust out his sword,

He was about to pierce the tree trunk, but he pulled it back halfway, put it into the sheath with a scrape, and stood there looking at Feng Yiming as if nothing had happened.

Feng Yiming saw that the trunk of the small tree was unscathed, and he immediately understood what Fang Zian meant by doing this. Fang Zian told himself that he could send and receive as he pleased and would not hurt himself at all. Feng Yiming was an expert, so of course he knew this kind of trick.

It was so difficult to stop the force in the middle of the attack. But the other party was able to do it so gracefully, and he couldn't help but admire him. In addition, Fang Zian's movement and method of avoiding his three arrows made Feng Yiming admire him even more.

"Brother, you have good martial arts skills." Feng Yiming said, cupping his fists.

Fang Zian smiled and said: "Compared with Brother Feng, he is just a juggler. Feng

Brother, please be merciful, otherwise I will be dead if you are shot with arrows again and again. Brother Feng, I am Zian down below. I came to visit you on the order of the prince. What I did before was all a temptation, and I never meant to hurt anyone. I will never hurt anyone again.

I sincerely apologize to you once."

Fang Zian bowed respectfully again.

"Are you Fang Zian?" Feng Yiming asked in surprise.

Fang Zian smiled and said, "What? Does Brother Feng know me?"

Feng Yiming shook his head and said: "Of course I don't know you, but I heard it from the prince. The prince mentioned you many times in front of me and praised you very much. When I saw you today, you are indeed amazing."

Fang Zian laughed and said: "When Brother Feng talks about being powerful, does he mean that I am cunning and cunning, or do you mean that my martial arts are really powerful?"

Feng Yiming smiled and said, "It's whatever you say it is."

Fang Zian laughed again. Although he and Feng Yiming only spent less than a meal together, Fang Zian was already very interested in Feng Yiming and had a good impression of him. This man's martial arts skills are indeed very strong, and what's rare is that he has

There is no domineering or vulgar air at all, but a somewhat elegant demeanor. Although he is not tall and looks ordinary, he stands there with a calm look in his eyes and a calm demeanor, which is quite surprising.

"Can we go inside and talk? It's a bit strange for us to be standing outside like this in the snow and ice, separated by a fence. Besides, I traveled a long way to get here. Can I have a sip of hot tea?

"Fang Zian said.

Feng Yiming nodded and said: "Brother Fang, please come in. I am neglecting the guests."

Under the leadership of Feng Yiming, Fang Zian entered the yard and came to the porch. Fang Zian chopped off the snow mud on his feet, looked at the various wild animal furs hanging on the wall of the porch and said with a smile: "Brother Feng's archery skills are exquisite.

The wild animals in the Jade Emperor Mountain are in great misfortune. However, they should feel honored to die under Brother Feng's arrows."

Feng Yiming laughed and said: "Brother Fang, don't be joking. I just don't want to go to the city to buy meat. I can only satisfy my hunger by eating wild game in the mountains. That's all I can do if I live here."

Fang Zian nodded and followed Feng Yiming into the house. The house had only four walls, only simple tables, chairs and benches, which looked homemade. There was a firepit in the middle of the house, with embers still inside.

Feng Yiming pointed to the wooden stool next to the fire pit and said to Fang Zian: "Please sit down, I'll get some water and boil some tea!"

Fang Zian nodded, sat next to the fire pit, reached out and threw the firewood next to him into the fire pit. When Feng Yiming came over with a kettle, the fire pit was already blazing with flames and full of heat.

Feng Yiming hung the kettle on the fire and started burning it. He also sat opposite Fang Zian. His eyes fell on the long sword in Fang Zian's hand and he said in a deep voice: "Brother Fang, you just said that the prince asked you to come to me. How did that happen?

What's going on? Prince, is he okay?"

Fang Zian took back his hand that was warming on the fire, looked at Feng Yiming and said, "Brother Feng, something happened to the prince!"

Feng Yiming was shocked when he heard this and said in a deep voice: "What happened to the prince?"

Fang Zian breathed a sigh of relief, held the long sword in his hand, handed it to Feng Yiming and said: "You must recognize this Qingyun Sword. This is the sword of the prince. From today on, this sword is yours. The prince said

, this sword is given to you."
Chapter completed!