Chapter 332: You should die!

"Damn it! This is too much!" Master Huo patted the arm of the wooden chair before getting up.
"Wait—" Gongsun Heng pressed his arm: "Although you are in the Xuanwu Realm, you may not be able to beat them with your cultivation base."
Master Huo was stunned and his face was embarrassed. As a master alchemy, he was fascinated by alchemy, and his cultivation was done with drugs. In terms of actual combat ability, he might not be as good as Hong Qinghe.
"Then what to do?" Master Huo just finished asking
"Hey!" A clear voice suddenly sounded: "I said, you disturbed the Fenghua Banquet and made me unable to fight, do you have to say sorry?"
"Huh?" Fang Wenyang's expression was stagnant, his cold and arrogant eyes passed the crowd, stopped on the martial arts stage, and squinted dangerously: "What are you talking about? Let's say sorry?"
Ye Chaixun stood on the martial arts stage, stroked his sleeves with a calm expression, showed his wrists and fists, and nodded: "Yes, you messed up the Fenghua Banquet and ruined my chance of becoming famous. Of course you must treat me. say sorry."
"Smelly boy!" Fang Wenyang pulled out his cheeks, and the blue veins on his forehead stirred: "You are looking for death!"
In the crowd, everyone took a breath, but soon, they reacted and shouted with excitement.
"Ye Zhuixun! It's Ye Zhuixun!"
"He's going to shoot! Great!"
"He can beat the Third Young Master, he shouldn't be worse than Qinghe Young Master?"
"No, no, I hope he is better than Young Master Qinghe, so that we can be saved!"
"Ye Chaixun! Come on, come on! Beat them!"
Obviously, compared with the five people from the Imperial College in the Imperial City, Ye Chase and others, who were originally disgusted by young people in Fengyang County, are more popular...
Lou Xiaoxiao's expression changed slightly: "Is Ye chasing him crazy? How can he deliberately provoke him?"
Lou Qianxue remembered the prefectural competition and had hands-on with Ye Chauxun: "He once said that he is being watched by a person, so he wants to become stronger and famous..."
The two were talking--
Whoosh!
The dagger caught between Fang Wenyang's fingers, chased Ye and shot away!
Simultaneously.
Fang Wenyang sneered: "Apologize? That's impossible! So, you better go to die!"
The short sword that has claimed the lives of several people is sharp, icy, fierce, and has a tricky trajectory. It can even change direction, making it difficult to avoid...
"Ye Chauxun! Ye Chauxun! Be sure to avoid! Don't lose, don't..." All Fengyang County people in the field raised their hearts and prayed desperately.
however--
Ye Chaixun didn't hide at all!
He narrowed his eyes, condensed into a line, when the time was right--
"The wild lion roars!"
Bah!
A solid fist, straight to the short sword! There was a harsh rubbing sound...
Seeing this, Fang Wenyang couldn't help laughing and mocking loudly: "This is so funny, I dare to block my sword in the sleeve with my fist—"
Click!
Click!
He was only halfway talking, his face suddenly paled, he vomited blood with a ‘poof’ and fell down...
I see.
On the stage of learning the martial arts, the ferocious dagger, one inch by inch, was crushed by the white light on the surface of Ye Chase's fist, turned into powder, and fell on the ground...
"Wen Yang!"
"Fang Wenyang!"
Having been extremely arrogant, the expressions of other students from the imperial Imperial College who were aloft changed drastically when they saw this, and quickly stepped forward to help Fang Wenyang who had fallen down.
Someone with a gloomy expression took out the pill and fed it to him: "Damn! Fang Wenyang's sword in his sleeve was raised with his own blood and blood, and it was damaged if it was damaged. No wonder he couldn't hold it!"
ps: There are four chapters to be updated tonight, don't worry, Qianxue will make a shot in the next chapter!