"As the name suggests, it's a beauty trick, and only beautiful men can use it."

Fang Che smiled with an unparalleled handsomeness, and said without showing his teeth: "And those who are very mediocre can't use beauty tricks."

His eyes circled around the faces of Chen Yin Fengyue and others, smiling without saying a word.

Feng Yue was furious: "You mean I'm ugly?"

Fang Che smiled.

He just smiled.

Feng Yue suddenly became extremely angry.

Just as he was about to have an attack, Yan Beihan stretched out his hand to stop him.

Yan Beihan looked at Fang Che and said slowly: "I also have a few sword skills, and I would like to ask General Deacon Fang for advice."

"Don't dare."

Fang Che flatly refused: "I know my own cultivation level, but I can't give guidance to Miss Yan."

"kindness?"

Yan Beihan looked at Fang Che's face with his bright eyes and said calmly: "Do you know me?"

"I don't know."

Fang Che said: "I knew it just now when the eldest lady shouted at me from above."

He smiled faintly and said: "Besides, no one else except Miss Yan would do this to come and cause trouble for me. And they wouldn't dare."

This clearly means that Yan Beihan was arrogant and relied on Yan Nan's favor to break the rules.

Yan Beihan was so angry at his words that he said, "Fang Che, what do you mean by this?"

"It's not interesting."

"What do you mean it's not interesting?"

"It's not interesting, it's really not interesting."

"Draw out your knives and swords!"

"I don't like fighting with women, especially women who are more advanced than me and want to beat me up. I can't afford to offend this kind of tigress."

Fang Che said frankly: "That's why I won't fight you."

Yan Beihan said angrily: "Who do you think is the tigress?"

"Ahem, these young gentlemen should be male."

Immediately, Chen Yin and others roared angrily, announcing the murder secret.

This guy actually provoked so many of us at the same time!

Yan Beihan squinted his eyes, exuding a sense of danger, and said every word: "What if I have to fight you?"

"I won't fight you if you insist on beating me. There are so many of you, obviously you are here to bully me."

Old God Fang Che shook his head: "That's why I won't fight."

If you have thousands of clever ideas, I will make certain rules.

If you say you don't want to fight, don't fight. You are a man and you keep your word.

"Today is a friendly battle. There won't be any casualties. Why don't you dare to fight? I won't hurt your life in public. What are you afraid of?"

Yan Beihan said: "If you miss today's meeting in Jianghu, it won't be as simple as a beating."

Fang Che still refused: "If you don't fight, you won't fight."

He knew very well that he was definitely no match for Yan Beihan now, even if he used his trump card.

Unless you use a gun!

But if you use a gun, it is really possible to kill Yan Beihan with one shot.

That would be big trouble.

I am far from the point where I can send and receive freely. Once I draw my gun, I will inevitably move forward, like the Milky Way falling, plummeting thousands of miles.

It is absolutely impossible to stop midway.

But if Yan Beihan is killed by himself, then even if all the top guardians protect him, he will definitely die today.

In this case, why should I be used as a sandbag for Yan Beihan and be beaten by her?

Yan Beihan's beautiful eyes narrowed, and he suddenly smiled. He quietly pointed with his slender hand and said in a low voice: "You are surrounded by us. That woman is very nervous."

Fang Che stared: "Huh?"

Yan Beihan smiled and said: "That woman, her name is Ye Meng. She lives in Baiyun Continent, where the wise men live."

Fang Che's expression changed and his eyes became dangerous: "What do you mean?"

Yan Beihan smiled and said: "Bibo City."

Fang Che's eyes flashed with cold light and he took a deep breath.

Yan Beihan raised his head, looked at Fang Che arrogantly and contemptuously, and said lightly: "Fight or not?"

"beat!"

Fang Che gritted his teeth.

Little girl, what you promised me last time has not been fulfilled until now, and now you are here to provoke me!

And you threaten me!

"But they can't be around to influence my performance."

Fang Che pointed at Feng Yue and others.

"Okay. You all stand down and I'll teach him a lesson."

Feng Yue took a step back, pointed at Fang Che's nose and said, "Boy, wait!"

Fang Che smiled slightly, looking handsome and handsome in the bright sunshine.

Still didn't say a word.

But Feng Yue twisted her nose in anger again.

…

"Get in the ring."

Yan Beihan gave a faint sound, then jumped up, his black clothes fluttering in the air like an elegant black lotus. His slim figure was elegant and graceful, without any trace of human smoke.

Immediately, Fang Che floated up, his white clothes following the wind, his tall and slender body like a white cloud, walking in the wind, indescribably chic and calm.

One black and one white, flying in the sky, immediately attracted the attention of everyone.

When everyone looked at them, they saw that it was Miss Yan who was the orthodox sect and Fang Che, the king-level champion of the Guardian side. They all immediately became interested, knowing that there was something good to watch, and they all turned their attention towards them.

In the procession of the Mountain Gate of the World.

Countless little girls shouted in unison: "Brother Fang, work harder!"

The sound is crisp and pleasant.

It caused a burst of laughter. No one expected that Fang Che's popularity would become so good in such a short period of time.

They all say that being handsome has advantages.

Ye Meng was also shouting: "Work hard!"

Then he flattened his mouth and looked at the place where so many little girls were cheering. His cheeks bulged again.

Yan Nan finally started talking to Dongfang Sansan: "Go up."

Dongfang Sansan said calmly: "With the methods of people from your demon sect, it's not strange to force him up."

"Who will win?" Yan Nan stroked his beard and smiled.

"Of course Yanbeihan wins!" Dongfang Sansan didn't even think about it.

Who is Yan Beihan, and how much cultivation level does Fang Checai have?

Dongfang Sansan knew it well at a glance. Moreover, Fang Che didn't dare to show his trump card. It would be strange if he didn't lose.

Xue Fuxiao and Duan Xiyang floated up and acted as referees themselves.

Yan Nan understood that Duan Xiyang was going out, but when Xue helped Xiao go out, Yan Nan's eyes darkly brightened.

Dongfang Sansan is an old man’s trick!

He actually asked Xue Fuxiao to escort him in person.

…

On the arena.

Yan Beihan fell slowly like a piece of cotton, without being shocked at all. He held his jade hand gently, slowly pulled out the sword from its sheath, and asked: "Are you using a knife or a sword?"
To be continued...