Chapter 438

Seeing that things were not good, Fang Jie knew that he could not hide his identity. Otherwise, if the fight broke out, the consequences would be unpredictable. Of course, he was not afraid of others, but was afraid that he would kill someone by mistake. At that time, a misunderstanding would really lead to a battle to eliminate the traitor. At the same time, the players of the Blood Knife Sect surrounded him did not take action. After all, no matter how much everyone doubted, they would not be willing to kill their fellow disciples by chance.

After a stalemate for a while, Fang Jie gritted his teeth and shouted: "I am Fang Jie! The person from the Blood Knife Sect!"

Fang Jie originally thought that his voice would have a good effect, but he was also a former disciple of the sect, right? But what he didn't expect was that it would be fine if the name was not reported. The report aggravated everyone's suspicion, and some people couldn't help laughing: "Who is Fang Jie? Oh! I remembered... you said you are Fang Jie? He is the former disciple of our Blood Sword Sect, and his martial arts are unfathomable. Although he has disappeared in recent years, it is not good for you, a sixth generation disciple, to pretend to be Boss Fang? Hahaha... I'm so laughing!"

While the audience burst into laughter, the person who had previously spread rumors continued to bewitch the crowd: "You said you are from the Blood Knife Sect? What evidence is there? Who knows if you were wearing a human skin mask! If I hadn't stopped you before, you would have killed my brother!"

After seeing these people's reactions, Fang Jie, who did not take this matter seriously at the beginning, his face gradually became gloomy. While staring at the player who was fanning the flames, he approached the other party. Without taking two steps, something was wrong with the other party. He couldn't help but hinder his legs in horror and screamed strangely: "Stop him! Stop him quickly! He wants to kill someone to silence him!"

Upon hearing this, the crowd surrounding Fang Jie became even more dense. The players of the Blood Knife Sect who were blocking Fang Jie pulled out their weapons and stared at Fang Jie with fierce eyes. It seemed that whenever something was wrong, these people would flock to them. However, the actions of these people reminded Fang Jie that they had been silent for a long time and took out the Blood Knife Ring from the Qiankun Ring and showed them to everyone: "I said, I am from the Blood Knife Sect, this is my... Blood, Blood Knife?"

Speaking of the latter, Fang Jie seemed a little lacking in confidence because he realized that his blood knife style was strange, and the color changed from blood red to bright red. To be precise, red is not counted, but there is a little red in the gray and bright color. It is impossible to tell that it is a blood knife. The reason for this is that it was because he accidentally rose to six stars before using the blood knife pad equipment, and the color completely changed.

When everyone saw the blood knife in Fang Jie's hand, everyone showed a look of doubt. The blood knife in the hatchet style was already unique enough. In addition, the color was so bright, that was very problematic. You should know that the color of the blood knife was getting darker and darker, and the color of this blood knife was exactly the opposite. It was so bright that it was hard to believe that this was the iconic weapon of the disciples of the Blood Knife Sect.

Just as everyone was confused, the player who was determined to harm others even took the opportunity to say, "You are indeed a spy! Without the blood knife of our Blood Knife Sect, we made a hatchet with a little red as a fuck! Brothers, don't believe him!"

As soon as these words were said, everyone's misunderstanding of Fang Jie became deeper. Fang Jie had no choice but to swing the blood knife into the sky, and Linkong summoned the blood knife to his hand. After showing this move, Fang Jie looked around and said coldly: "No one can summon weapons except the people from our Blood Knife Sect, right?"

"That's not necessarily!" The man who was sowed the dissent immediately retorted: "Homemade weapons can also be summoned!" After saying this, the man slapped his head and suddenly realized: "Oh! I understand! No wonder your knife has a little red color. It turns out that it is a homemade cheap weapon. This makes it understandable! This is an enemy's conspiracy. Don't let the enemy go!"

Fang Jie opened his mouth and felt that he was unreasonable. After thinking for a few seconds, he suddenly bowed his body and slashed three times down with the blood knife in his hand. Everyone surrounded Fang Jie and saw the other party doing this. He thought the other party wanted to resist. The atmosphere in the whole audience immediately became even more tense. They raised the blood knife in their hands to prepare for parry. But it was revealed that Fang Jie had just slashed a few times and then put down the stone in his heart.

Fang Jie put away his move and said in a deep voice: "Did you see it? My move just now was made by blood knife and slashing paper. If I were not a disciple of the Blood Knife Sect, I wouldn't have learned the top martial arts of this sect, right?"

"Hehehe... that may not be!" Before Fang Jie finished speaking, a rebuttal came from the other side: "There are many martial arts in the world. Many moves are similar. Can Jiumozhi use Xiaoxianggong to simulate the 72 unique Shaolin skills to make the real moves? You have the ability to make the red sword technique of the red sword technique. As long as we see the blood mist, everyone will naturally believe you!"

Fang Jie couldn't help but be stunned. Although he has learned a lot of martial arts now, he can't even have any tricks, let alone the Blood Sword and Sword Technique. Now he has shot himself in the foot. Not only has he not proved his identity, but he has deepened the misunderstanding again.

Now even Fang Jie admires this man's ability to speak lies with his eyes open. Unfortunately, some things are indeed given to the other party a chance to refute. One thing may be a coincidence. But several things are so coincidental. It is not a coincidence. Although the players of the Blood Knife Sect around him may not kill him. But if he cannot prove his identity, he will definitely not be able to leave for a while. And Fang Jie needs time the most now. He really doesn't want to waste time on such boring things.

However, the man who wanted to plot against Fang Jie was also very nervous at this time. After Fang Jie learned the Blood Sword Technique, he wanted to die. Perhaps because he knew that Fang Jie would not let him go, it was definitely a

You die is the result of my death. Only then can you just throw it away and you must make it a mess.

But fortunately, he waited for a long time but didn't see Fang Jie use any tricks. Now even the person who framed him was almost convinced by him. He felt that he might have really caught a spy by chance. He immediately insisted: "Can't you use the tricks? How about it? I'm right, you're just a spy!"

Fang Jie, who had lost his patience, couldn't help but look cold, his eyes pressed against the other party, and he said word by word: "No matter what the result is today, you are dead!"

"Hahaha..." The man laughed and said proudly: "It's not certain who dies!"

"If I were originally from the Blood Knife Sect..." Fang Jie looked around and sneered: "Do you dare to kill me? Are you not afraid of the judge?"

The man seemed to have already thought of the words and quickly shouted to the hesitant people: "Don't be afraid of the judge. As long as he hits his qi and blood below 30%, the human skin mask will fail, and the truth will be revealed at that time!" If he said that he wanted to frame Fang Jie before, then he really regarded Fang Jie as a spy at this moment, so he was full of confidence and was not afraid of Fang Jie's threat at all.

After saying this, the man said to Fang Jie with a proud look on his face: "Don't you want to prove your innocence? Then let's beat him!"

As the saying goes, there is no need to endure it anymore, Fang Jie couldn't help but sneer: "I don't need to prove myself, I just don't want to make things difficult for you for the sake of my fellow disciples. If you still have to get entangled... Haha, only I bully others, who dares to bully me!? If you don't believe me, come up and try it!"

"Ho! What a big tone!"

At this moment, a familiar voice came from outside the crowd. While the crowd had made way out, some people called out: "Get out of here, Elder Canjian is here!"

"Canced Sword?" Fang Jie's heart moved and thought to himself that since the Canced Sword has arrived, this matter should be resolved, right?

But in fact, things were a bit beyond Fang Jie's expectations. Can Jian walked to Fang Jie, squinted his eyes and looked up and down for a long time, and asked expressionlessly: "You... are Fang Jie?"

"What? You can disguise your appearance. Can't you even recognize my voice?" Although Fang Jie felt a little unhappy with the other party's attitude, he still kept a smile on his face and said, "You have not seen each other for a few years, and you have also started to act as an official?"

Canjian was unmoved at all and said lightly: "First, I can't confirm that you are Fang Jie for the time being; secondly, even if you are Fang Jie, you shouldn't gather in the sect base square to cause trouble; finally, you are no longer a disciple of the sect now. Since everyone suspects that you are a spy, you must come up with tangible evidence to prove your innocence. If you don't want to, then I have to do it myself."

Since Canjian's tone was not good, he seemed to be doing business and even threatening, Fang Jie was completely disappointed. Without the previous warmth, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Okay, if you change your master, your attitude is different! I will send you a text message to Blood Little directly through the system as evidence? Don't rush to nod, I won't take evidence today. How can you do it with me?"

"Then I have to be polite." Canjian said, still looking like he was unsalted: "It is an extraordinary period. Private friendship is personal friendship, and business is official business. As the elder of the Blood Sword Sect, I must give you an explanation. I will still give you a chance. I suggest you verify it by sending a text message. This will be beneficial to everyone. Otherwise, I can only stab you two swords to see if you are wearing a human skin mask."

"No need." Fang Jie waved his hand impatiently and said sneered: "It is true to prove that the correct person is fake, is it suppressing me true? In fact, you don't have to worry at all. I came back just to level up and have no interest in fighting for power and profit. But... your attitude disappoints me. If you have the will, just stab me with a sword!"

Can Jian couldn't help but change his face. Unexpectedly, Fang Jie suddenly figured out the joints. He showed this attitude to suppress the other party, because he knew too well that this person's influence on the Blood Knife Sect and the Decaying Blood Little. He was very worried that Fang Jie would affect the prestige of Decaying Blood Little in this sect after being closed. At that time, the candidates he had carefully trained may have to retreat to the second line. So after hearing that Fang Jie appeared in the Blood Knife Sect and was surrounded, Can Jian rushed over immediately. He had already made up his mind to be the evil person and find a way to clear the unstable factor of the Decaying Blood Major General Fang Jie.

"Since you don't plan to fight for power, why bother to prove your identity?" Canjian said with a slight tone, pretending to be smiling: "And you don't need to report Fang Jie, right?"

"Damn it! Is it wrong to report my real name in front of my fellow disciples? What is your logic?" Fang Jie, who could not bear it, couldn't help but angrily said: "What is sensitivity? You are guilty and judge a gentleman with the heart of a villain! Your attitude is your own idea? Is there a little decadent blood? Ask him to get out and explain it clearly!"

Canjian did not deny it, and smiled undeniably and said, "The Decayed Blood is a disciple. You speak in this way, which really makes me doubt your motive, so... offend!" Before he finished speaking, Canjian rushed forward suddenly. In an instant, he was less than half a foot away from Fang Jie, and the long sword was handed out...

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(The normal update will start tomorrow, and the 6 chapters that are owed will be filled in this month.) (To be continued,)
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