Fang Jie looked at Beggar Beggar with chills and thought to himself that this man could do anything to achieve his goal. It seemed that Beggar Beggar had decided to completely cut off relations with Shangguan Haoran. Suddenly, he thought of the Beggar Beggar in the original work. Whether it was "The Dragon" or "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", there were always intrigues and disputes. The so-called "The Forest" has all kinds of birds in the forest. That's the reason...

While thinking about this, I looked at the situation opposite. It seemed that it was because I heard that the disciples of the two sides were going to have a private duel. The battle gradually subsided. After the players of both sides retreated to their own formation, there was already a lot of empty space in the field. Standing on the other end, the decadent bloodless person who had not seen for a long time. But although his appearance had not changed much, his temperament had changed a lot. He became much more calm and steady, less frivolous, and had a bit of the temperament of a superior.

"It seems that game messengers like Canjian and Hengdao Xiaotian have spared no effort..." Fang Jie sighed and thought about the beggar beggar beside him. He thought that the difference was so big? Doesn't he consider the character when choosing a messenger in the game system? Or is it cold-blooded, ruthless, decisive and unswerving means are also a kind of comprehensive ability?

While observing the decadent blood, Fang Jie also noticed him. He didn't seem to take Shangguan Haoran seriously at all. Instead, he became interested in Fang Jie standing in the back row. Because he was too familiar with someone, even if he was disguised, he always felt a little. Especially in terms of temperament. Some people's temperament is very special and unforgettable.

Seeing that the Decaying Blood Young Master didn't look at him directly, Shangguan Haoran, who was full of anger, couldn't help but snorted coldly. The Decaying Blood Young Master glanced at Fang Jie more and came back to his senses and smiled and said, "Haha. Long time no see. When Desheng Mountain was back then, you patted me. Didn't I also give a big handprint? I don't know if the mark on your chest is still there. If it is not there, I can help you deepen your impression today."

When this matter happened, Shangguan Haoran was still worried. He was mentioned again by the decadent Blood Young Master. He immediately snorted coldly and said, "Conspiracy. What's so proud of? Didn't you kill me?"

"Yes..." The decadent Blood Young Master sighed with great regret: "Boss Fang asked me to let you go back then, but today I was regarded as capital by you. It's a pity. It's ridiculous. It's a pity. It's a pity. It's a pity. It's a pity. It's a pity. It's pitiful..." The decadent Blood Young Master glanced at Fang Jie again.

After hearing this, Shangguan Haoran was mute immediately. He was suspicious and shocked. He didn't know if what the Decayed Blood was saying was true. Fang Jie smiled with relief and thought to himself that this kid was amazing. He learned 70% to 80% of the time of bickering. And... it seems that I have already appeared? I am very capable!

The beggar on the side looked at the decadent Blood Little Sleeping thoughtfully. It was not like the other party was talking lies. After looking at Shangguan Haoran again. Seeing that his face turned red and white, he believed this to 90%. He thought to himself, "Why did Fang Jie deliberately let him go? There is no reason. Previously, the beggar only guessed that Fang Jie was a master spy from the Blood Sword Sect. He did not expect that it was Fang Jie himself. After all, so many years have passed, he did not connect the two at all. But after the decadent Blood Little Sleeping the name Fang Jie, he made the beggar's inspiration appear. He subconsciously glanced at Fang Jie. He couldn't help but send a message to ask secretly: Isn't Fang Jie?"

Fang Jie smiled without complaining and did not reply. The beggar among the beggars had to help but ask again: "Okay. If you don't admit it, forget it. Anyway, even if you are Fang Jie, there is no conflict of interest with me now. I just want to figure out one thing. Was it you... Oh no. Did Fang Jie deliberately let Shangguan Haoran go? If so, what is the reason?"

Indeed, Fang Jie, who is no longer planning to compete for any candidate, has no conflict of interest with the Beggar Beggar. Otherwise, there would be no chance of cooperation this time. So Fang Jie doesn't mind taking the opportunity to attack the other party: "I heard from the senior management of the Blood Knife Sect mentioned this matter. Shangguan Haoran was indeed deliberately letting you go. The purpose was to make you hang yourself on that tree. I didn't expect that you would have to hang your hang for five or six years. All your great youth was wasted..."

Seeing that the beggar's face became increasingly ugly, Fang Jie couldn't help but tease, "But it's not too late to repent now... In fact, this is the same as falling in love. Sweet potatoes are not sweet. Once the honeymoon period is over, no matter how well you train, there will inevitably be conflicts. So no matter when, you should keep your strength and make her unable to live without you..."

At the beginning, the beggar's face was covered with black lines. But when he heard the next half of the sentence, his eyes lit up and said in a deep voice: That's right! It seems that even if I support another puppet, it's useless! It's better... than... I'll be the disciple of the Beggar's Gang myself!"

"this……"

Fang Jie didn't expect that his words would have a counterproductive effect. If he lost his value, then the situation would be very bad next... But then he thought about it. As a game messenger, how could he be a disciple of the sect? This is impossible!

Just as he was confused, he suddenly heard the beggar among the beggars smile: "Tomorrow morning, you can copy my human skin mask and beat Shangguan Haoran down for me. Then I will be a disciple of the sect. Hehehe!"

Fang Jie couldn't help but be stunned. After thinking carefully, he suddenly realized that if he was the one who seized the sect's disciples for the other party, then in a strict sense, he was not really the one who became a sect's disciple. He was not really a real sect's disciple. For the agreement between the game messengers, it can only be said that he played a sect's ball. Is it considered a violation of the rules? It's really hard to say.

However, this problem has nothing to do with him. Since he still has value in use and since there is no essential change in the exchange conditions, there is no need to worry. Anyway, if something goes wrong then, it will be a headache for the beggar among the beggars. What does it have to do with him?

Thinking of this, Fang Jie smiled and said, "I don't care. It's the same for anyone to fight... But then you become a disciple of the sect. Just don't forget my benefits. "Of course. This matter is known to heaven and earth. You know me. I don't want to offend you. If the matter is exposed, I am the one who is unlucky." After the beggar handed a slight look, he suddenly laughed: It must be Fang Jie. Haha. His appearance can be changed by disguise. The voice can be changed by phonography. But the tone, tone, word method, expression, and expression cannot be changed! Just with your stinky mouth, I can be sure it is you!"

Fang Jie still smiled unquestionably. He did not admit it or deny it. Instead, he asked back: "If I really mean Fang Jie, don't you want to take revenge? You must know. Fang Jie has killed you several times!"

The stuff is revealed again!" The beggar among the beggar couldn't help but smile and said, "You have only killed me once in Desheng Mountain. How many times do you talk about? Of course. If you add the one you killed me before, you will be considered a few times in front of you... If you have a lot of worries, you will definitely lose something. Don't pretend!"

Seeing Fang Jie's face changed, the beggar smiled proudly! There is a saying that "no eternal friends, no eternal enemies, only eternal interests! There is no conflict of interest between me and you at present. Instead, they have value for each other... Fang Jie, Fang Jie. I am confident now. You will definitely be able to defeat Shangguan Haoran!"

After hearing this, Fang Jie was not artificial and smiled confidently. He turned his gaze to the court. He wanted to take this opportunity to learn about Shangguan Haoran's background.

At this time, the decadent Blood Young Master and Shangguan Haoran had already started fighting. One was a quasi-level family. They had all the unique skills of the Blood Knife Sect. They were basically all of them. They were carefully cultivated by the remnant sword and the horizontal sword. The tactics and combat skills were no longer the same as before. The other was the number one master of the Beggars' Sect. They had nine palms in the eighteen palms of the Dragon Subduing Palms. And each palm had also practiced the equivalent proficiency. Whether it was the power of the martial arts itself, or the attack level and strength brought by various bonuses, each palm was enough to break the mountain and crack the stone!

The Decayed Blood Young Master still uses the Blood Knife Skill. But his current Blood Knife Skill has long been incomparable. Despite this, based on the quality of martial arts alone, the Blood Knife Skill is definitely not the opponent of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. But the problem is that Shangguan Haoran did not learn all the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. In the original work, Guo Jing learned the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and could not even exert real power even if he had no idea about the Nine Dragon Subduing Palms. Not to mention that he had no chance to meet in the second sect essay ring match. Although the Decayed Blood Young Master was seventh, Shangguan Haoran was ninth, but strictly speaking, it is difficult to tell who is better.

"Who would win?" Seeing the two of you back and forth for a long time, I couldn't tell the winner. I couldn't even tell who had the advantage. The beggar couldn't help but ask Fang Jie.

After observing for a while, Fang Jie sighed: "It seems that he is decadent and has little blood to heal. He has gone from one extreme to another... He used to like to use tricks. Now it's better. He simply doesn't need it. He's overkill.

"You don't understand this, right?" Beggars retorted: "A master fights, his life is hanging on the line. He usually uses ordinary moves. If he uses a special move, he is busy. Either you die or I die. That is gambling. A real master should be good at seizing small opportunities in the battle. Whoever catches the opponent's mistake first will win the final victory!"

Fang Jie glanced at the beggar and shook his head and said, "This is the case. But don't you look at what ordinary moves Shangguan Haoran uses? Is the Kanglong regretful? The flying dragon is in the sky? Is the dragon in the field? I am shocked by a hundred miles? Can this still be considered an ordinary move? It's even more powerful than a trick! The Blood Sword Sect is not known for its internal strength. If you continue to fight like this, the decadent blood has no chance of winning. Even if you are not beaten to death, you will be seriously injured if you are touched. Instead of being killed, it is better to take a fight. Maybe you have a chance of winning..."

After hearing this, the beggar among the beggars was shocked. He said, "Then... can you beat Shangguan Haoran?"

"What do you think?" Fang Jie knew that the other party was worried about the position of the Beggar Gang. He looked at Beggars with amusement: "If he learned all the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and practiced them all, I would definitely not win. But the nine independent moves..." At this point, Fang Jie shook his head and smiled. He didn't say anything more.

Seeing that Fang Jie was reluctant to say more, the beggar among the beggars couldn't help but get anxious. Just as he was about to make a few more words, he suddenly heard someone shouting behind him: "It's not good. The Ming Cult came from the south. The Ming Cult shouted that he would fight with Boss Haoran alone..."

Before he finished speaking, many people shouted: "The Sun and Moon God Sect also came from the north. A man named Qu Qingyang said that he wanted to ask the elders to listen to his flute..."
Chapter completed!