After killing with a strong attitude, no one from Huangwei Village came to intercept him.

The mountain road is unobstructed.

"Mo Nanfu is a master of using swords, right?"

"Yes! Mo Nanfu's sword is different from others. He uses the sword to kill the enemy on the battlefield, the Qinglong Yanyue Sword!"

A San nodded and said with a serious expression.

In front, a sword that soared into the sky was hidden and did not release, and A San seemed to feel the light of the sword shaving on his body.

He felt it all, and of course A San would not think that Fang Xiu could not find it.

Knife force!

A San's heart was shocked.

He only knew that Mo Nanfu had 87 of the heroes, but he didn't know that Mo Nanfu had actually understood such a terrible sword force.

If he faces this sword force, he may not be able to last long in the other party's hands.

The gap between first-class and first-class is so big.

Fang Xiu moved forward steadily, and with every step he took, his aura rose a little.

The domineering momentum of killing is like a fist that breaks the sky, shaking the sword that soars into the sky.

The two have not met yet and have begun an invisible confrontation.

Although A San followed Fang Xiu, he did not face the confrontation of this momentum head-on, he could also feel the horror contained in it.

Now he is just a spectator, following Fang Xiu to fight.

Ah San was willing to do this because he knew that he might be meeting a real master today.

He doesn't know how strong the masters on the list of heroes are.

However, among the 18 cities of Guangyang Prefecture and the 100,000 miles of land, each of the strongest ones among the top masters is not to be underestimated.

When they arrived at Huangwei Village, the people from Huangwei Village wanted to take action when they saw Fang Xiu and A San, but they were shocked by Fang Xiu's aura, which made them unable to take action at all, and unconsciously retreated and made way for the way.

A defeated army without fighting!

Nothing more than that!

Fang Xiu always had a faint smile on his face, and every step he took, his momentum increased a little higher.

When he saw Mo Nanfu, his momentum was already at its peak.

When Fang Xiu saw the middle-aged man holding the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, the eyes of the phoenix, and stroking his beard, he knew that this person was Mo Nanfu, who was 87 of the heroes.

"Stop!"

Seeing the visitor, Zhu Hua couldn't help but blurt out.

Fang Xiu said lightly: "Zhu Hua, Fang is here to collect the debt!"

"It's extremely rampant. You're just two people, and you dare to speak out loud!"

Zhu Hua was furious.

Zhu Hua also remembered that he still owed Fang Xiu 66,000 taels to buy his life.

In order to escape, Zhu Hua was just talking casually and never thought about giving the money.

Especially after returning to Huangwei Village, he didn't believe that Fang Xiu had gone to Huangwei Village to ask for it himself.

But unexpectedly, Fang Xiu really dared to come, and only two people came.

This was simply rubbing Huang Weizhai and Zhu Hua's face on the ground.

Fang Xiu smiled uncontrollably and said, "It seems that the Zhu Dangjia is ready to break his promise!"

"Fang Xiu, now you are in my Huangwei Village. So what if I break my promise? Don't say I won't give you money. Even if I give it to you, do you think you can take it out?"

Zhu Hua sneered repeatedly, with great confidence.

He admitted that Fang Xiu was powerful, but there were a group of Huangwei Villages. Not to mention Mo Nanfu and Zhu Xi, they could drown each other with just a few salivas.

"So your Excellency is Fang Xiu, Mo Nanfu has seen it!"

At this time, Mo Nanfu finally spoke.

Fang Xiu said: "The heroes are on the 87th list, and Mo Nanfu's name is also well-known."

"What's wrong with you here this time?"

"Zhu Hua owes Fang 66,000 taels of money to buy his life, so I'm here to ask for it!"

"Sixty thousand six thousand taels!"

Mo Nanfu Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, his momentum suddenly increased, and he said, "You are killing so many people in my Huangwei Village, and you have to cut off my third brother's arm, and you have to ask for 66,000 taels, which is too much!"

Fang Xiu said: "If it weren't for 66,000 taels, how could Zhu Hua have lived to this day? Mozhai mainly knows that walking in the world depends on credibility.

If a person has no faith, he will not stand!"

"Okay, a good word cannot stand without trust!"

Mo Nanfu shouted loudly and said, "My 66,000 taels were given by Mo, but you killed the people in my village and injured my brother. How should this matter be calculated?"

"How is the Lord of Mozhai?"

"Let's bet, you won Mo, and I will raise 100,000 taels to offer you. Otherwise, you can take 66,000 taels away and leave one arm!"

"Mr. Fang didn't know that an arm was worth so much money. I've bet with you!"

Fang Xiu's smile gradually faded. When he came to Huangwei Village, he never thought that things would be good.

Fang Xiu also wanted to find an opportunity to see the masters on the list of heroes.

Now Mo Nanfu's momentum has greatly impacted Fang Xiu, giving him a urge to try.

After talking, the scene suddenly became quiet.

The momentum of the two men rose and confronted each other.

Boom!

A silent roar, stirring dust and sand flying, and falling leaves shattered.

A San was standing behind Fang Xiu, but now he was pushed away by an invisible aura. He retreated for more than ten steps in a row before he stood firm.

Behind Mo Nanfu, Zhu Xi and Zhu Hua were also forced to retreat repeatedly.

Zhu Hua was shocked and angry when he looked at the two people in the field.

The last time he saw Fang Xiu, although the opponent's swordsmanship was superb, he definitely did not have this power.

But it only took a long time to look at it. In just a few days, the other party seemed to have changed into another person, with a terrifying momentum.

Mo Nanfu, who was invincible in his eyes, did not gain an advantage in the battle of momentum.

If he knew that Fang Xiu's martial arts were so terrible, Zhu Hua would not provoke Fang Xiu for just 66,000 taels of silver.

No, maybe I won't provoke Fang Xiu from the beginning.

Zhu Xi was also shocked.

Looking at Mo Nanfu and Fang Xiu in the field, they clenched their fists in their hands.

At the same time, he was too far away from the two, so far that he could not even resist the momentum.

Boom boom boom boom!

Fang Xiu and Mo Nan had not moved for a momentum, and the strong wind caused by the clash of momentum left traces on the ground.

Buzz, the Qinglong Yanyue Knife in Mo Nanfu's hand trembled gently, and the sound of the knife was endless.

A terrifying sword force rose above Mo Nanfu's head, and a figure stood in the air with a knife, cutting through the air.

Behind Fang Xiu, a terrifying phantom was gathering, and the domineering killing was boiling, and there was a vague sound of fighting and shouting.

Before the two of them could do anything, a strange phenomenon had already risen.

The phantom and the sword-holding figure fought in the air, and no one took a step back.

This is a confrontation of momentum. If anyone shows his timidity first, what awaits him will be a fatal blow.

At the same time, neither of them really took action. They were waiting for a suitable opportunity to take action and a chance to win with a flaw.

After a long time, the two of them had a clash of momentum.
Chapter completed!