Chapter 815: Boy, it's so awkward

Chapter 815
Feng Qingyang heard Fang Chuan's words, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.
From his point of view, Fang Chuan wanted the gem. Otherwise, how could he, a fake son-in-law, risk helping Professor Tang Guokun?
According to the survey data, Fang Chuan and Professor Tang Guokun are only a one-sided relationship, and Tang Yueying is just an ordinary teacher-student relationship.
This kind of teacher-student relationship is not the kind of cultivation world, in fact, it is not so profound.
Therefore, he looked at Fang Chuan and sneered: "Mr. Fang, although you are not trivial, some of our big guys are also very interested in you. However, you probably don't understand the difference between us and a secular hero like you! "
As he said, he was also murderous.
Although he has reached the third level of refining qi, he still can't cast spells at will, but he has magic weapons and swords on his body, as well as some jade talisman and talisman paper.
They came from Dongtianfudi, and they learned the cultivation techniques from the ancient times. Compared with Yuyangzi and the others, they were a higher level.
Therefore, he is very confident.
Buzzing...
Inside the villa, there was a buzzing sound, followed, with a scream, a long sword inlaid with red gems with the size of the tail finger nails, was dragged at once, flew out, and fell into Feng Qingyang's hands.
Hum!
Following that, there was another long sword chant, and the scabbard flew out automatically, and fell into Feng Qingyang's hands.
"I often hear them say that this is the age of hot weapons, so they tell us to be careful when we are outside."
Feng Qingyang sneered: "However, I don't think that you mortals can easily hurt us."
He stared at Pan Zian: "You betrayed your employer, and I will punish you accordingly to let you know that our Feng Family is not so friendly!"
Huh--
As he said, his wrist flicked, and the sword was dazzling.
And the most important point is that everyone can see a trace of sparks from the long sword.
Obviously, this sword is not an ordinary sword, it is extremely powerful.
At this moment, Feng Qingyang waved the long sword with a sigh, and saw nothing coming out of the long sword. A cut was made on the ground, with a scent of burnt smell.
This is the invisible sword spirit!
Of course, at this level of Feng Qingyang, it is impossible to release such a sword aura, mainly because his long sword is a primary magic weapon.
Moreover, it is the finest item among the primary instruments.
"This—" Pan Zi'an couldn't help taking a sip of water, shocked.
The ground is full of slate, much harder than his body, right?
If he was slashed like this, wouldn't he be cut in half directly? It would be too shocking, right?
Professor Tang Guokun was shocked when he saw him.
As an old professor who has been a professor for decades, he never believed that there were any cultivators in this world.
However, at this time, he saw something he had never seen before!
He quickly said: "Don't be impulsive, can we talk about it?"
"Now I know that I need to have a good talk?" Feng Qingyang's mouth raised, with a hint of pride and pride, "Okay, I'll talk to you."
He smiled and waved his hand: "That is, you go in and tell me what you should tell me, and then I let you go. That's it."
He looked at Fang Chuan again: "As for Mr. Fang, what do you want to do? I'll talk about it later. But I still advise you not to die!"
"Haha!"
The corner of Fang Chuan's mouth twitched: "Young man, you are still too silly. Since ancient times, silly people have died fast."
He waved his hand: "Stand back."
When Pan Zian heard this, he couldn't help being shocked. Knowing that Fang Chuan was about to do something, he quickly retreated to the back.
Tang Yueying wanted to say something, but Fang Chuan was still very confident, so she quickly pulled Professor Tang Guokun back.
"I'm afraid that sentence should be given to you, right?"
Feng Qingyang was extremely angry and laughed. Fang Chuan was obviously younger than himself, and he was still old-fashioned. He couldn't help but teach Fang Chuan a lesson.
Fang Chuan smiled and said, "Don't say more, come on!"
"Looking for death!" Feng Qingyang's eyes drenched, shaking his wrist, and violently swung his sword out.
Huh--
At that moment, the invisible sword energy slashed in front of Fang Chuan at a very fast speed.
This was originally invisible, and ordinary people, probably too late to react, were directly slashed by a sword, and then there was no way to continue fighting.
However, Fang Chuan's spiritual consciousness could accurately capture that invisible sword energy.
Therefore, at that instant, he stepped on his footsteps, and his sword energy slashed to the ground, cutting out a ravine.
Following that, Fang Chuan raised his hand, bang bang bang, at this moment, bullets were suddenly launched from Fang Chuan's hand.
It turned out that when he pressed it for an instant, he actually took out a pistol from the mustard space and hit the man continuously.
One by one bullets, spiraling through them, hit Feng Qingyang's long sword continuously.
Dangdang-
The long sword was ejected by a bullet and was beaten up and down.
"You--" Feng Qingyang was furious. He didn't expect that something like this would happen. He thought Fang Chuan would fight him with some magic.
After all, he also got information that Fang Chuan had a good relationship with Yuyangzi and Qianyangzi of Quanzhen Sect, and he also caught ghosts together.
Therefore, he thought that Fang Chuan was similar to Yuyangzi.
Unexpectedly, Fang Chuan used the gun directly.
The power of this spear was not worse than his power of the third-tier cultivator of Qi refining, controlling elementary magical artifacts.
After all, he was a cultivator in the Age of Dominance, and his fighting ability was no better than Shangchuan.
Bang bang bang...
Fang Chuan ignored him at all, and shot him a few more shots.
When Fang Chuan was still a security guard, he didn't even touch the gun. Later, he used it a few times and didn't have a good experience.
At this moment, Fang Chuan used his spiritual sense to control the pistol, and he reached the level of a sharpshooter in a single shot, with no false shots, and predictable movement.
After a few shots were fired, the long sword in Qing Yangzi's hand was directly knocked to the ground.
Afterwards, Fang Chuan shot Feng Qingyang a few more shots.
Fortunately, Feng Qingyang still has some magical weapons on his body to protect himself. At a critical moment, when he thought of it, the beads on his wrist glowed brightly.
After that, a light curtain was stirred up in front of him, but it was directly broken by a few bullets.
In fact, the bodyguard in Feng Qingyang's hand was of ordinary texture, a treasure in the eyes of ordinary people, but in Fang Chuan's eyes, it was too low-level.
And Fang Chuan hit the weakest part of the protective cover with one shot and one shot. A few bullets broke directly.
The last bullet hit Feng Qingyang's arm, and a puff of blood splashed, causing Feng Qingyang to scream.
Feng Qingyang fell to the ground with a scream, looking at Fang Chuan, angry and angry.
He had also fought with gunmen, but those people were all killed by Fang Chuan in seconds, but where is Fang Chuan so powerful?
"Just like you, threatening me?" Fang Chuan's pistol pointed at Feng Qingyang and smiled faintly.