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Chapter 44 The Seven Stars Divide the Heavenly Hand

After drawing the Seven Star Dividing Hand, Fang Xiu was in a good mood.

Before this, without using sword drawing skills, he was just an ordinary third-rate peak master.

In terms of strength, there may not be old third-rate peak masters such as Nie Changkong.

It’s not about the foundation of true qi. The great success of Qigong from the system initiation created a true third-rate peak for Fang Xiu, and there was no vain in the realm.

However, in addition to his own strength, such veteran masters as Nie Changkong must have many methods, and their experience is not comparable to that of a new master like Fang Xiu.

Fang Xiu learned nothing before, and even the great level of martial arts, it is difficult to produce qualitative changes.

But now it’s different. The Seven-Star Dividing Heaven Hand has become the strongest reliance for Fang Xiu to use the sword drawing technique.

After receiving the system's initiation, there is no better idea of ​​how powerful the Seven-Star Dividing Hand at the Great Level is.

In particular, the Seven Stars Dividing Hand also comes with a matching step method.

This footwork is not considered a profound martial art, and even inferior martial arts are not necessarily enough.

But in the end, Fang Xiu’s shortcomings in footwork were temporarily made up for the time being.

Manxianglou is more a place of love than a restaurant.

When night fell, Manxiang Tower became completely lively.

Among the guests coming and going, there are knights of the world and ordinary people.

Without exception, there were charming women wearing colorful branches at the door.

In a private room, three people sat down around a table, and one person was the leader of the Poison Dragon Sect that Fang Xiu had seen before.

"Brother Chen, you are a person who is not in the end when you see the dragon. Why are you so free today? What's wrong with me, a rough man, coming out?"

The person who spoke was Meng Kui, the leader of the Tiger Gang, a person with a rough appearance and a very consistent name and appearance.

The other person is Lin Yu, the leader of the Cut Woodcutter Gang.

Lin Yu gently tapped the table with his fingers, and his palms were covered with thick cocoons, and he said, "Brother Meng is right. Brother Chen may as well say something."

The Lord of the Poison Dragon Sect said, "The Lord of Feiying Hall Fang Xiu, I wonder if you two have heard of it?"

"Fang Xiu?"

"Flying Eagle Hall Fang Xiu, killing Huang Bing with bare hands, and taking Hai Jiuming with one move will not show his despair. How could I not hear of such a person? This person in Liucheng is in the limelight recently."

Lin Yu chuckled, obviously the other party knew quite well.

Meng Kui on the side is no exception. As a gang leader, they will pay more attention to such masters.

Besides, Fang Xiu is not low-key at all, and the noise is quite disturbing.

It's hard to be careful.

"Fang Xiu is here today, I'm here for my Poison Dragon Gate."

"What?"

The words of the Lord of the Poison Dragon Sect made Meng Kui and Lin Yu stunned for a moment. Why did Fang Xiu have something to do with the Poison Dragon Sect again?

Lin Xi frowned and said, "Brother Chen, Fang Xiu is from the Feiying Gang. How could he suddenly go to your Poison Dragon Gate? What is he going to do? Is he going to start a war with the Haijiao Gang, so he went to win over you?"

"It's not considered a win-win. Fang Xiu went to the Poison Dragon Gate to warn me. He may not have the intention of letting the Poison Dragon Gate fall to the Feiying Gang."

The Lord of the Poison Dragon Sect first shook his head, then took a sip of the wine in the glass placed on the table, and said slowly.

He is not a fool either, he can still hear what Fang Xiu meant.

"So, the situation in the Feiying Gang is still a little nervous, otherwise Fang Xiu would not have come forward to win over Brother Chen. It's just that Fang Xiu was young and energetic and could not hide his face, so he pretended to behave.

But Brother Chen, do you have any plans in your mind?”

Meng Kui is big and thick, but in fact he is also delicate in his mind.

The Lord of the Poison Dragon Sect laughed and said, "Brother Meng, don't test me anymore. If I promised, I wouldn't sit here and talk to you today. The three of us are in the same spirit, and only the three families work together to withstand the pressure of the Feiying Gang.

But today I didn’t come to my Poison Dragon Gate, but I didn’t go to the Tiger Gang and the Cut Woodcutter Gang. I was worried that this person was intentionally divided, so I set up a banquet here to explain it to you.

But Fang Xiu's words still make some sense."

Finally, the Master of Poison Dragon Sect said a few more words and conveyed Fang Xiu's words to Meng Kui and Lin Qi intact.

"Although Fang Xiu's words were to win over Brother Chen, it was not unreasonable. They had no movement yet and could allow us to exist. If we really make a real fire, we might have to pull us all in.

I don’t know about Hai Jiuming, but Nie Changkong’s personality will definitely not give us the opportunity to be fishermen. If we can’t win over, we can just drag us into the water.

We are not small in three gangs, but when facing a giant like the Flying Eagle Gang, we still have no power to resist."

Lin Yu's face was gloomy, and he knew Nie Changkong's character.

That man was a completely smiling tiger. He usually didn't look at him, but he didn't blink when he killed someone.

Compared to Nie Changkong, Lin Feng would rather face people like Fang Xiu who do things directly.

Meng Kui's face was not very good either. I don't know if it was because Fang Xiu went to find the Poison Dragon Sect but didn't look for him, or because of what the Poison Dragon Sect said.

After a long time, Meng Kui said, "What Fang Xiu said is right, but I think it's better to wait any longer. Now I'm going to take the lead. It's okay to say it, but if it's wrong, it'll be difficult to turn back."

"Brother Meng's words are what I want to say. Before the war starts, I hope Fang Xiu will not act rashly. We should observe carefully and go wherever we win.

But you can’t wait until the winner is decided. It’s easy to add icing on the cake and it’s hard to help you in time. I believe both of you know the truth!”

The Lord of the Poison Dragon Sect nodded and said, already having a scheming in his heart.

Lin Xi was not so optimistic and said in a deep voice: "What Guan Fang Xiu did is a bold and arrogant person. He is not as enduring as Nie Changkong and others. Brother Chen refuted his intentions, so it is better to be careful."

"Hmph, Lin Yu is too worried. Could it be that he really dares to kill my poisonous dragon gate? You know, my poisonous dragon gate is not made of mud, so he can let him control it.

Moreover, if I touched my poisonous dragon gate, it would inevitably affect the nerves of others. This kind of loss is something that is not worth the effort. A normal person knows how to choose. I believe that Fang Xiu would not do such a stupid thing.

I'm forced to get angry. At worst, I can join the Sea Dragon Gang. Let's see how his Flying Eagle Gang should deal with it!"

The Lord of the Poison Dragon Sect snorted coldly, his words full of disdain.

Although he didn't offend Fang Xiu head-on today, he just didn't want to completely tear his face with the Feiying Gang.

If you really turn against each other, the Lord of the Poison Dragon Sect feels that it is not him who should be afraid of, but Fang Xiu.

Lin Yu raised his glass and said with a smile: "Haha, Brother Chen said so much. I'm worried too much. Come on, it's rare to come out and get together. Let's drink this cup together!"
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