Chapter 145: Little Zhoutian clashes with the Bronze Man (first update!)

"Fight! Of course you have to fight!" Without waiting for the other people to respond, the beggar who had recovered from his state stood up and roared: "The upper limit internal force obtained from meditating for a day will be roared out in ten seconds. If Hu Qingniu is not killed, the capital will not be recovered!"

In fact, there was something he said. If he had known that this was the result, he would have run to the door of the hall and yelled inside. In that case, it would save a lot of trouble. However, the beggar was naturally embarrassed to say this. After all, the martial arts he had hidden in his box were not a glorious thing, and now he had to show it out. If he let the little chick come in and yell, he would not agree to it even if he beat him to death.

In fact, even if this sentence was not said, Fang Jie knew that the reason why the beggar deliberately emphasized "losing the upper limit of internal strength for a day" was to block everyone's mouth. The subtext was "I have lost so much internal strength, so I can't yell again, right?"

Maybe others don't understand the tricks in this statement, but Fang Jie is very clear, but he doesn't plan to let the beggars yell again. On the one hand, from the perspective of cost-effectiveness, this is obviously not worth it. On the other hand, Fang Jie has seen through the beggars' character. Even if he wants to yell, Fang Jie may not appreciate his affection.

The next thing was much simpler. Since no one rushed out of the hall, everyone was no longer restricted by the three-minute combat state. After quickly recovering and doubling their internal strength, they still adopted the previous tactics, Shangguan Haoran attracted monsters, and Fang Jie found an opportunity to rush in and kill Hu Qingniu.

However, the last 100 sects in the hall were smart this time. If Shangguan Haoran rushed in, those sects would rush forward. If he came out, those sects would never leave the hall. If he killed them at the door, he would have to deal with at least four or five sects at the same time. As long as they were not killed instantly, they would immediately retreat to Hu Qingniu, the inner hall of the hall, to heal. For a moment, they could not help but say these people, and Shangguan Haoran also lost a lot of internal strength.

"I'll rush in!" Seeing this situation, Fang Jie was determined to break through.

"Nonsense!" Canjian immediately stopped him and said, "Forget it, it's all about this, let's turn around!"

"Yes!" Jinglin also opposed Fang Jie and rushed in: "It's too dangerous inside, it's just a little weird. It's the same as killing or not. It's better to go out and brush other dungeons as soon as possible."

"Hey!" Fang Jie laughed and ignored the two of them. He rushed straight in. Facing the Ming Cult members in the hall, those who could resist were able to withstand it, they used 60% of their internal force to fight with the blood knife. If they couldn't resist it, they used the short-lasting black silk silk clothes to resist, and eventually they fought out a bloody path and killed Hu Qingniu, who was said to be unsuccessful.

Seeing that Fang Jie had made achievements, except for the remnant sword still guarding the entrance of the hall, the other three people were happy and rushed in. They planned to respond to Fang Jie, but when Fang Jie stumbled out again, they saw that he had become a blood man, with flesh blooming all over his body. There was no good piece of meat, his clothes were torn, and the red monk hat on his head had long disappeared, and his face was covered with blood that was not himself or the enemy, as if he had walked out of a pool of blood.

When everyone who entered the hall to pick up Fang Jie saw the other person's appearance, they were shocked and were also infected. They protected the shaking Fang Jie and rushed out of the hall with no chance. The Ming Cult members, who were not in the world, pressed step by step and vowed to leave everyone in the hall.

However, although the scholars were more fierce than the other, they were still no match for everyone who had just rested. After they successfully protected Fang Jie from the outside of the hall, they handed him over to the remaining swords who had no internal strength and were left outside to protect him. The other three turned around and rushed into the hall.

Interestingly, perhaps because he was shocked by Fang Jie's image, perhaps because he had a deeper understanding of him, or perhaps because he was aroused by Fang Jie's behavior and wanted to avenge him. The beggar who was a little petty beggar did not hesitate at all this time. After entering the hall, he immediately wanted to use the lion roar. If Shangguan Haoran had not been quick-witted and stopped him in time, he would probably have been killed instantly in the hall, including the broken sword outside the hall.

After a while, the Fire Flag Hall finally became quiet, and everyone had no time to deal with the fallen things around Fang Jie. At this time, although the blood on Fang Jie's body had been recovered by the system, the ragged clothes and wounds were still shocking.

Obviously, when Fang Jie rushed out of the ground, he had already exhausted his lamp and oil, and even the internal strength to recover his qi and blood was gone. The remaining sword had no internal strength, so naturally he could not heal Fang Jie. So until now, Fang Jie still retained this miserable appearance, which made people look at him.

"I, I'll heal you!" Although this was a game, Jinglin couldn't help but wipe her tears when she saw Fang Jie's appearance. She was about to reach out to heal Fang Jie, but suddenly she realized that her internal energy had been exhausted before.

On the ground, Guan Haoran and Beggars seemed to have the intention to heal Fang Jie, but as soon as they reached out, they also paused. Only then did they realize that their minds had become hot before, and they almost lost one in one move. They didn't think about saving any internal strength. Now even if they wanted to heal Fang Jie, they were powerless.

"Hey, women are women. You shed tears so much that I feel like I am." Fang Jie, leaning on the steps of the hall, grinned and said, "This game only has 10% pain simulation, it's okay. Besides, I will be able to take the alchemy medicine right away."

"Hahaha, it's fine. I was shocked by what you used to be!" Shangguan Haoran laughed and was about to habitually pat Fang Jie on the shoulder, but he saw that there was no good piece of meat on the other party, so he quickly pulled his hand back and gave him a thumbs up.

The beggar among the beggars looked at Fang Jie with a complicated expression and said, "Brother, you are really brave! In fact, there is no need for us to do this, you are too impulsive."

Fang Jie smiled slightly and said, "I'm not impulse. Before I entered, I calculated various possibilities and my ability to withstand internal force damage... Of course, there was still a little error. If you hadn't rushed in to save me, I'm afraid I'm still in a coma now."

"Yes, you are quite good at calculating." He didn't say anything, but his face was extremely ugly and sneered and said with a sarcastic smile: "But I'm very strange. How could a person who is so good at calculating do such a low-cost-performance thing?"

"Hahahaha!" Fang Jie smiled disconcerted and said, "First, I don't think this matter is very cost-effective. At least it proves that I, a waste of martial arts, is not useless. Secondly... the cost-effectiveness of killing Hu Qingniu is not low..."

Speaking of this, Fang Jie took out an object and held it in his hand and shook it in front of everyone. The others looked closely and saw that Fang Jie was holding a small bronze man. He immediately fell into a thunder, and the sword said angrily: "A bronze man who broke the practice of martial arts is just one hundred taels of gold. This is what you call cost-effectiveness!? Uh? No, wait a minute! Let me see it first!"

Halfway through the conversation, seeing Fang Jie's smile getting happier and weirder, Canjian immediately grabbed the little bronze man in his hand and looked around, but couldn't help but exclaim: "Ah! Xiao Zhoutian rushed to the ** bronze man! Damn you, you are so lucky!"

Hearing this exclamation, the others hurriedly came over and looked at it, and they were all in amazement. Only Shangguan Haoran sighed: "I didn't expect that Hu Qingniu, this little wave ss, would actually suck this thing. Tsk tsk, I didn't expect..."

Seeing that everyone was sighing, Fang Jie was a little confused and couldn't help asking: "This is not a priceless treasure to attack the ** bronze man, right? Is it worth making such a fuss?"

"Hey, do you really don't know or fake?" At this time, the bronze man was already tightly held in the palm of the beggar. He stroked his hands with love and explained: "This bronze man will only be rewarded immediately after the number of tasks accumulated to 1ooo Grand Slams! Imagine that how many people in the whole game can accumulate 1ooo Grand Slam tasks? You should know that the later tasks of the sect are players against players, masters against masters, either you fail or he fails. This thing is simply a treasure second only to the tenth elixir! No, to some extent, if it reaches the late stage, it will be more valuable than tenth elixir!"

"Yes!" Can Jian began to sing a double act with Beggar Beg: "The five difficult sect copies correspond to different explosion rates. The simple explosion rate is only o.o1%, the ordinary level o.1%, the difficult level 1%, the extremely difficult level 1o%, and the abnormal level 1oo%! We are now a difficult level duplicate. You said that you only killed Hu Qingniu once and then got such a treasure. Is it considered good luck?"

After saying this, while the beggar among the beggars did not pay attention, Canjian snatched the bronze man over and forced him to Fang Jie and said, "Hold it, be careful that someone will snatch it!"

"My grass!" The beggar among the beggars looked at the bronze man in Fang Jie's hand in disappointment, and said angrily to the Canjian: "You are too judging a gentleman's belly by the heart of a villain? Am I so stingy? Although everyone has made great efforts in this battle, since Hu Qingniu was killed by Brother Fang and he picked up this thing with his own hands, would I be so unauthentic?"

"Hahaha, yes!" Shangguan Haoran laughed and said, "Although Brother Calcium is a little bit stingy occasionally, he is still very principled in the face of big news."

"Ha, who knows!" The Sword Monster laughed and nodded to Shangguan Haoran, saying that he was just a joke. In fact, if anyone among these people knows the most about Beggar Beggar, he is probably the only one who has the Sword. Then he said to Fang Jie: "You might as well use the bronze man here, so as not to be kept thinking about by the thief!"
Chapter completed!