Seeing that Huang Shang was already glaring at the moment, he was so angry that his whole body was trembling all over. Fang Jie stopped cursing. His purpose at the beginning was to anger the other party and find an opportunity to start. He didn't expect a few words to solve the problem by cursing him dryly. After all, the words he cursed before did not feel any sense of immersion, and it would not make Huang Shang reach anger and desperate level...

So, just as Huang Shang threw down that sentence, Fang Jie, whose leg injury had recovered, moved, and stepped forward with the power of his toes and rushed out quickly, and rushed out with one move on his upper body and hit Huang Shang's chest with his palms!

Huang Shang, who was already in a state of anger, snorted coldly and slapped his palms without thinking. Although he could not take the initiative to attack, he did not stipulate that he could not counterattack when the opponent attacked. Therefore, this move seemed to be a parry, but in fact it was a counterattack and revenge. If Fang Jie took it in a solid manner, there would definitely be no good ending.

However, Fang Jie did not intend to fight Huang Shang head-on from the beginning. Halfway through the move, the footwork under his feet had changed. His body slanted, his left and right feet crossed and changed steps, quickly swayed behind Huang Shang, lifted his right leg and kicked it forward and quickly. At the same time, his left hand turned into a palm and pushed it forward and flat, which was a move that made him steal his heart!

At this time, Fang Jie's previous arrangements appeared.

At the beginning, Fang Jie deliberately proposed two loopholes in the rules of the discussion. The so-called "no matter is three", which caused a psychological pressure, which made Huang Shang embarrassed to ask for the change of the rules. Fang Jie took advantage of this mentality and successfully drew two circles under Huang Shang's feet.

Although the range of these two circles is similar to that of drawing a circle directly, the meaning is completely different at critical moments. If you have your feet in one circle, Huang Shang can turn around and defend and parry on the spot, but one foot is one circle, and it is drawn along the footprints. As long as Huang Shang turns around, the footprints will definitely not match and will inevitably go out of bounds!

After scolding Huang Shang, Huang Shang had lost his usual calm mind. He did not see that Fang Jie's previous move was just a false move. Or even if he could not breathe his anger, he couldn't help but take action at the first time. At this time, Fang Jie took this opportunity to go around Huang Shang's back and attack. Huang Shang could no longer take action when he had already made a move but could not turn around.

It can be said that the whole plan, one by one, made Huang Shang walk into the trap he had buried in advance step by step, just like playing chess. At the beginning, he deliberately threw a few soldiers to give the other party a little sweetness, but in fact he had already made all the way behind him. By the time the other party understood, it was too late, so he could only follow his own rhythm and go to a dead end.

"Damn it, why don't you fly away now!"

He was about to hit Huang Shang's back heart. Fang Jie couldn't help but feel very happy. He was absolutely sure that even if he couldn't slap Huang Shang to death, he could at least shake him back a few steps!

However, Fang Jie seemed to have forgotten a little. In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks cannot be put to the forefront.

Just when Fang Jie thought the task was completed, he saw Huang Shang's feet not moving, his feet were not moving, and his body leaned forward, at a 3 o angle to the ground. He turned his back to Fang Jie's palms like a tumbler. He swung his back to Fang Jie's palms at the same time. With the force of Fang Jie's palms, he suddenly thrust his body suddenly, like a dragon swaying his tail. He turned into a whip and thrust hard on Fang Jie!

As a result, with a sound of silence, Jay was suddenly knocked back by Huang Shang. After falling a few times, he got up from the ground with a dirt profile. He checked his qi and blood status. Although he suffered no internal injuries, the lower limit qi and blood were instantly knocked out 75% of the qi and blood!

Fang Jie was shocked when he saw this number. You should know that the lower limit of qi and blood is no more than other people. That is more than 200,000 qi and blood. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably be instantly instant. Moreover, Huang Shang only used half of his strength. It is conceivable how perverted this old man was.

"Hehe!" Seeing Fang Jie suffer a big loss, his previous depression suddenly swept away. Huang Shang laughed proudly and then pointed out intentionally: "What is fist and foot skill? It is a close-kill technique! All parts of the body are sharp weapons and can be attacked! I have mentioned many times before that if you want to complete the evaluation of the master of fist and foot, you need to achieve the state of integration of martial arts. After listening to it, you also think you understand it. But in fact, you only understand the basics...

...My move just now was a whip attack. People are whip. Whip is human. People whip. "Why does this sound so awkward?" Huang Shang's words were fine at the beginning, but as he said it, the taste changed. Even he felt something was wrong with him. Not to mention the players around the battlefield. Everyone wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. They had to hold back their faces and their faces turned red. Some people couldn't help it. They slapped themselves secretly. Finally, they endured it.

"Senior Baobing is not old, I admire you!"

He had already lucked his energy and blood to return to the top of Huang Shang and stood again. Now he understood that Huang Shang was just playing tricks on him as a monkey. The strength of the two was not on the same level at all. No matter how he used his tricks, the gap in strength could not be filled. Instead of competing with the opponent's advantages with the opponent's nose, it would be better to try to use his strengths as much as possible!

And what are his strengths? Fang Jie asked himself, compared with Huang Shang, his only advantage now is still his mental skills and a sharp mouth... It seems that he still has to work hard from this aspect...

Thinking of this, Fang Jie's eyes rolled and he opened his mouth and said, "The martial arts of seniors are really unfathomable. The boy is definitely not his opponent! This competition..."

Before Fang Jie finished speaking, Huang Shang raised his eyebrows and threatened: "Boy, do you want to admit defeat? Don't forget that we have made three rules!"

"Isn't this still a quarter of an hour?" Fang Jie simply sat cross-legged across from Huang Shang and said leisurely: "You know that your martial arts are low, so the result will be the same if you fight."

"Boy, what are you trying to do?" Huang Shang looked alert and felt that there was something in Fang Jie's words.

"No, I just want to express my admiration for my seniors!" Fang Jie waved his hands repeatedly, glanced at Huang Shang with an innocent look on his face, then frowned and said in a low voice: "Actually, I'm thinking, who is the most powerful among the four masters?"

Huang Shang couldn't help but be stunned. Of course he wanted to say that he was the most powerful, but with so many people on the ground, he couldn't brag about himself, but after a moment of modest words, he felt unwilling to accept it, and finally he had to say: "The four great masters have their own unique skills, of course they are equally awesome!"

The other party took the bait. Fang Jie gave Huang Shang a disdainful look and retorted: "Not to talk about other people, the senior is definitely not the opponent of the eunuch Kuihua. The so-called martial arts in the world are only fast and fast. Before you can make a move, he will kill you with one sword. You want to hit him, but you can't. Senior can only be ranked second at most!"

Huang Shang blinked and thought to himself that Fang Jie's words made some sense, but who is so good? Only after fighting will you know, and even if you rank second, you will not lose face... Just as he thought of this, Fang Jie said again: "Let's talk about Dugu Qiubai, seniors must be no match for him!"

Huang Shang's face darkened, and he was about to refute, but Fang Jie smiled and said, "According to the original era, the senior and Dugu Qiubai are figures from the same era, you must have fought, right? Since he dared to claim to be Dugu Qiubai, it was never a defeat. In addition, we can see that the senior lost to Dugu Qiubai."

In fact, Fang Jie said this from a certain perspective. It is true that when Huang Shang conquered the Ming Cult, he inferred based on the details of the revealed land in other novels that Dugu Qiubai was in his prime. Although there was no explanation in the original work, you can think of how could Dugu Qiubai, who was looking for people to fight everywhere, not knowing how could Dugu Qiubai not find Huang Shang to learn martial arts?

Huang Shang was stunned for a long time before he said uncertainly: "I was fighting in the Ming Cult and hid in this Miaojiang because I was outnumbered. I have heard of Dugu Qiubai, but I have never seen him. Could it be that this is the master of various chasing me? I was indeed seriously injured by a master of Yijiandao, but that person may not be Dugu Qiubai, right?"

Fang Jie's eyes lit up and he asked, "Is the weapon that man used a soft sword?"

Seeing Huang Shang nodding, Fang Jie laughed and said, "Isn't that all, Dugu Qiubai once said that he accidentally injured the righteous man with the Ziwei soft sword, so he abandoned it..."

Fang Jie just laughed twice, and Huang Shang snorted coldly: As long as he is, he is not good at winning! There were many people chasing me back then. I was already injured and my skills have not yet recovered. If I fight again now, he might not be my opponent!"

Although Huang Shang’s words make sense, although the person who seriously injured Huang Shang was not necessarily Dugu Qiubai, Fang Jie obviously wanted to distort the facts and said with a smile: "You lost and Dugu Qiubai decades ago. Now, the result is still the same. Is your skills greatly increasing, so he just stood there? His Dugu Nine Swords will destroy you, what are you fighting with? So, the senior has to take another step back. Among the four masters, they are ranked third at most!"

When Huang Shang's face changed several times when he heard this, he finally endured it and said in a deep voice: "Even if it's the third one, so what?"

"I was about to say something and continue talking." Fang Jie grinned and said, "If you compare the senior to a sharp spear, then Huoshan is a thick shield. Originally, the Nine Yin Divine Art may not be able to break the shield when encountering the Great Movement of the Universe. However, in this game world, the game system sets Huoshan knows the Nine Yang Divine Art, so if one rises and the other falls, the senior may not be able to defeat Huoshan..."

No matter how good Huang Shang has, he can't stand Fang Jie's slander, and immediately said angrily: "Boy, what do you mean? Are you saying that I rank the last among the four masters? Then Huoshan is a disciple of the Western Regions, why is it comparable to my Taoist martial arts? You, a slutty brat, are you gossiping and don't worry about breaking your roots!"

Fang Jie curled his lips innocently and muttered intentionally or unintentionally: "But the seniors could not even defeat Huo Shan's disciples and escaped to this barbaric land..."

When he heard this, Huang Shang's backbone was poked, his face suddenly changed drastically. He was about to do it, but Fang Jie muttered there again: "Actually, seniors are quite pitiful. It's okay to rank the last place among the four masters. I have escaped to this wilderness for decades..."

Fang Jie was too lazy to pay attention to Huang Shang, who was already angry, and he was still "compassionate" and said: "Yes... For decades, his enemies have died of old age, and his wife and children have not been saved. There is no place to revenge, there is no place to release evil fire, there is no place to enjoy wealth, and there is no time to find a few more women to enjoy in time. If you want money, no money, no name, and in the end, you will lose your wife and soldiers. It is really pitiful..."

Speaking of this, Fang Jie slowly stood up, looked at Huang Shang, who had a distorted face opposite him with great sympathy, and said sincerely: "Senior, I really sympathize with you. What should I do to help you vent the pain in your heart?"

How to ejaculate? Of course it is a murder!

Under Fang Jie's psychological induction, Huang Shang finally took a big step, his left claw faded, his right claw accumulating strength, and a trick of captivating the soul and sucking the soul straight into Fang Jie's heart!
Chapter completed!