"Xianxian, why are you so stupid? You have to look at the owner when you beat a dog? With you behind you, why are you afraid of him Fu Yanjie?" Lin Caier curled her lips disdainfully and said, "Besides, I'm not there.
What? Also, behind us are Sister Tang Xi and Sister Mu Xue!”
"That's right, then stay here and take a look!" Yun Xianxian felt that Lin Caier said something had some truth, so she agreed.
There was no class today, and Yun Xianxian and Lin Caier walked out to their residence together, which was where the girls lived.
Fang Chen followed behind the two women silly.
When Yun Xianxian saw Fang Chen following him to the girls' area, she suddenly exploded again: "You - what are you doing with me?"
Fang Chen was stunned and turned his head inexplicably to look at Yun Xianxian: "Aren't I living with you two?"
"You are quite self-indulgent. Our place is a girl. Not only do we don't want to live with you, but there are regulations for the Sword Camp. Boys are not allowed to stay here for more than ten minutes!" Yun Xianxian pinched her waist and was fierce.
The other party roared.
"Then where do I live?" Fang Chen said with a frown.
"Cai'er, give him his brand!" Yun Xianxian raised his eyebrows and said.
"Oh!" Lin Caier responded, then tinkered in her ring for a while, then took out a black sign and threw it to Fang Chen.
"Your room number is No. 33, Area A!" Lin Caier said, then turned around and took Yun Xianxian's hand and walked into the girls' area together.
Fang Chen took the sign and walked towards the area where his room number was located.
In Xuanfeng Sword Camp, Class A dormitory is the most advanced.
As soon as he approached the yard, Fang Chen heard a strong quarrel.
"Damn, fat man, please say another word!"
"Damn, I said, what's wrong? What can you do to me?"
"Ah, fat man, your tail is still rising to the sky!"
"Grandma, it's your tail that is rising up to the sky!"
...
Then, Fang Chen heard the violent fighting sounds coming from the yard. He gently pushed open the gate of the yard, and then saw the smoky and sword-like shadows inside. The two figures formed a ball inside.
One is a little white-faced man wearing a white robe, and the other is a fat man wearing a black robe.
Fang Chen leaned against the entrance of the yard and watched the two of them fight with interest. The little white-faced swordsmanship was very agile and looked very elegant. Although the fat man's swordsmanship was not agile enough, the force was heavy enough.
It's calm enough. Although the young man's swordsmanship is very tricky, the fat man is easy to defend.
After about three minutes, both of them seemed to be tired of fighting and stopped.
"Who are you!" At this moment, the fat man and the young man finally discovered Fang Chen, the uninvited guest.
"I'm new!" Fang Chen smiled, then walked through the front yard under the gaze of the little white face and the fat man, and then walked into the room.
"Tsk tsk, not bad, this dormitory is pretty good!" Fang Chen observed the house for a while, then walked directly into the spaciousest and most luxurious room.
"This?" The young man and the fat man looked at each other. They fought to death just to fight for the ownership of the luxurious room, but now the boy in front of him actually ignored them.
"Boy, get out of here. You don't live in this room!" The little white-faced shouted at Fang Chen immediately.
"Yes, get out, this room is not yours!" the fat man shouted immediately.
Fang Chen opened the door, walked out of the room, looking at the little white face and the fat man.
The little white face looks a little thin, with a handsome face, with double eyelids, and her eyelashes are longer than many girls. Her skin is very white, which is the kind that makes many girls jealous. If it weren't for him
There was an Adam's apple on his neck and it was flat with his chest. Fang Chen really thought he was a woman.
"Shemale!" This is Fang Chen's first evaluation of the young man.
As for the fat man, he was about 1.68 meters tall. Although he was fat, he was not particularly fat. He had a round face, round arms and round legs, and the color of his skin was the same as that of wheat.
, looks very healthy. What attracts Fang Chen the most is the fat man's eyes, the typical peach blossom eyes, but judging from his gaze, Fang Chen knows that this guy is a tough guy.
At this moment, the fat man and the shemale seemed to be standing on the same front, staring at Fang Chen with a fierce look. Invisibly, the auras of the two seemed to be fusing together.
Fang Chen was unmoved by the aura of these two people. He looked up at the little white-faced shemale and said, "Is this room yours?"
The little white face shook her head!
Then, Fang Chen said to the fat man again: "Where is this room you?"
The fat man shook his head too.
"Isn't that right? Since this room is not the two of you, why can't I live there?" Fang Chen clapped his hands and said.
"Because we all want to live in this room, you are not qualified to live in this room!" said the little white face gritting his teeth and saying to Fang Chen.
"Oh? Why do you say I'm not qualified?" Fang Chen raised his eyebrows slightly and said to the two of them.
"Because of this room, only the strong can live with them!" The fat man also spoke at this moment.
"Strong man?" Fang Chen's eyes swept over the two guys. Judging from the situation they had just started, Fang Chen had roughly calculated that these two guys were both in the primary sword king realm, but that battle
His strength is at least comparable to that of an average high-level sword king. He should be considered a genius.
"Yes, it's the strong. We two have just fought and have not decided the winner yet!" The fat man raised his head and said.
"Oh!" Fang Chen responded, and then said to the fat man and the young man: "In other words, as long as I defeat you two, I can live in that room?"
"That's it!" At this moment, the little white face and the fat man said in unison.
"Okay! Come on!" Fang Chen nodded and immediately put on a fighting posture, and the Hunyuan sword embryo was also held in his hand.
"Your sword?" When I saw the thing in Fang Chen's hand that looked like a fire stick, a hint of contempt appeared in his eyes, both the fat man and the young man.
"What? Haven't you heard of people not being good at appearance? Although my sword is a bit weird, it's not something you can't see with this kind of eyes, right?" Fang Chen was very upset about the eyes of these two guys.
.Grandma, what does this mean?
"Hmph, do you really think you are the Sword God? Want to fight us one by one?" Seeing Fang Chen's attitude, the fat man said very disdainfully.
Fang Chen frowned slightly and said, "What about fighting you two?"
"Oh, the tail is really upturned. Since you are so overestimating your ability, I will teach you a good lesson!" The little white face couldn't help it, and immediately took out a long white sword.
The sword level has reached the fifth grade.
"Clang!" Seeing Fang Chen so arrogant, the fat man couldn't help it and took out his sword. The fat man's sword was completely silver. Judging from the workmanship and breath, it was no worse than the one with a young man.
"boom"
"boom"
Two sharp auras erupted from the young white face and the fat man. Since Fang Chen said this, they couldn't help but take action at the same time.
"Buzz!"
The little white face injected his mysterious energy into the long sword. The temperature in the air seemed to be affected by its breath. The people around felt that the temperature had dropped a lot. The little white face's murderous intent also turned towards the square the moment the white sword appeared.
Dust is pressing over.
"Report your name!" The little white-faced voice was very cold, and his temperament changed in the moment he held the white sword. He was like a peerless sword with sharp edges.
Seeing the sharp aura of the little white face, Fang Chen knew that this was a very powerful master. He probably had initially realized the state of being able to receive and receive freely, but compared with Fang Chen's state of being able to receive and receive freely, it was far behind.
.
"Fang Chen!" Fang Chen also reported his name.
"I haven't heard of it!" At this time, the fat man also frowned. They knew that those who could live in District A were not simple people.
"Yes, you will remember my name in the future!" Fang Chen said coldly: "Take out all your abilities, otherwise you will have no chance to use them!"
"Looking for death, looking at the sword."
The fat man was the first to set off and chopped Fang Chen with his long sword. He still thought Fang Chen was a sword cultivator at the level of a great swordsman, and he was bragging there. He used 70% of his skills in this way, and he believed that
Fang Chen, a great swordsman, could not take his move at all.
Under the waving of the fat man, the long sword actually made a sound of breaking through the air, "hiss".
The fat man was very fast and instantly reached Fang Chen's head and slashed towards Fang Chen's neck, and was about to approach Fang Chen's neck.
Fang Chen was still standing there, and the little white face did not take action. He seemed to think of the bloody scene where Fang Chen's head was slashed away by someone with a sword, and blood splashed.
When the fat man's sword was still one inch away from Fang Chen's neck, Fang Chen's right hand became angry.
"bass"
A crisp sound of impact sounded, without the imagination of the head flying away, blood splashed, and the little white face suddenly opened his eyes wide. When he saw the scene in front of him, he was full of shock.
Fang Chen clamped the fat man's long sword with both fingers. The fat man's long sword was one inch away from Fang Chen's neck and could not enter the slightest. Then Fang Chen's black long sword in his right hand seemed to be on the fat man's sword.
One beat.
"Peng"
The fat man was shocked by a huge force and retreated to the young man's side, with a shocked expression on his face.
"Hmph, this is my life, and if you don't have to do your real skills, then wait for someone else to collect your body." Fang Chen said, still standing there.
The gray battle robe was automatically without wind, and the sound of rushing sounded. There was still no energy leaking from the whole body.
"call!"
"call!"
This time, the little white-faced attacked Fang Chen with him. The little white-faced sword bloomed in the air, and the fat man's sword left afterimages in the air. It was obvious that they all