The living Songzhong may be worth spending 10,000 taels of silver to win over, but the dead Songzhong is not worth a penny.

Liu Ruosong quickly focused all his attention on the young man in front of him.

The other party is very young, with red lips and white teeth, and her skin is as beautiful as jade. Although her face is not a handsome man from afar, her facial features are extremely coordinated and she has a warm temperament.

What he remembered most was the other party’s pair of bright morning stars, and it seemed that he could see through everything in the world, with all kinds of worlds and a transcendent Zen mind!

After being swept by such eyes, Liu Ruosong only felt a great heart, as if all the secrets were seen.

But in the blink of an eye, the other party's eyes changed again, becoming a silly man, as if everything before was just an illusion.

"The owner of the Liu Manor is polite, and I am only clear. I want to use the 'meteor outside the sky' to see it! I hope the owner of the manor will fulfill it!"

Fang Ming stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes seemed to be admiring the greeting pictures of the pine trees on the wall, and his words were very casual.

It's as if it's just asking Liu Ruosong to treat him to a meal, and it's as easy as drinking.

Liu Ruosong almost turned his nose up. This was the first time he had seen someone who was so rude to him.

But he was well educated and endured it without an attack.

"You should know that this move was created by my husband and the last move of the Qingsong Sword Score. It was not originally called a meteor from the sky, but it once defeated several experts in the world..."

Qin Keqing's eyes rolled and asked Rourou, "Now you don't say anything, so you have to look at my husband's unique skills. Wouldn't that be too much?"

I have to say that every word she said is reasonable, and she doesn’t have to find other martial arts celebrities, and even if she goes out to the street, she will definitely agree with it.

"I naturally know that this sword is fierce and weird, almost as powerful as the peerless hero Yan Shisan's "Deathly Thirteen Swords" in the past. Of course, it cannot be vain..."

"So, I've done you a favor!"

Fang Ming pointed to the head of Song Zhong and smiled brightly.

"So your Excellency killed Song Zhong, but it was for our own good?"

Liu Ruosong was almost so angry that he vomited blood, and even Qin Keqing was extremely depressed.

In fact, if it weren't for this head, how could Liu Ruosong talk so much nonsense to Fang Ming?

"Of course it's..."

Fang Ming said naturally: "This man's martial arts skills are low, so he will die when he finds Ding Peng! But now, I killed him directly, so that Ding Peng can't see your reality clearly. Wouldn't it be a big help to you?"

"Ding Peng's martial arts skills are so high?"

Liu Ruosong said in a lost voice.

Song Zhong was a master of several masters in ****, and his swordsmanship was not inferior to Jing Wuming in the past. Now Fang Ming said with great confidence that he was a native chicken and a dog, and he was not Ding Peng's opponent, so he naturally had to surprise him.

"Now he is probably just a little worse than me..."

Fang Ming's mouth brought a smile of unknown smile.

"Get my sword!"

Liu Ruosong pondered for a long time and suddenly said.

A long sword with a cold light was immediately sent up. This sword was Liu Ruosong's beloved sword. It was made by him for 1,800 taels of silver to invite the famous craftsman Wu Daogu outside the pass. Wu Daogu has been making swords for thirty years, and all the swords made are excellent. They can't even knock on iron hammers, cutting gold and cutting jade, and are extremely sharp.

"Since the sword technique that the young master wants to see is taken, he will use it from the middle, and the young master can watch it at will? How about it?"

Liu Ruosong had a smile on his face: "Of course, if you want to truly feel the power of that 'meteor outside the sky', the best way is to come out and feel it yourself... If the young master lacks the weapon to join hands, I, Curry, have saved a few good swords..."

"Haha...Liu Ruosong! You are worthy of being Liu Ruosong, and you are still so despicable!"

Fang Ming laughed and ended up: "Don't worry, even if you don't say this, I won't kill you!"

"That's really a touch of affection!"

Liu Ruosong's expression did not change at all, and even the smile on his face did not diminish, but the sword in his palm had already stabbed out.

Qin Keqing, who was watching, couldn't help but clench his hands.

She knew that her husband was a Wudang disciple, and his sword skills were deeply rooted in the essence of Wudang, far surpassing Tongji among his fellow brothers, and his reputation in the world was unparalleled. Even if the head of Wudang could not be granted a lay disciple, the next head would definitely be Liu Ruosong.

Four years ago, Liu Ruosong was already a long-standing knight in the world. Now that his internal strength is getting deeper, it is naturally even more amazing.

I saw the hall full of green light. The long sword in Liu Ruosong's hand flowed unpredictable. The sword walked lightly and sharply, and his body rose with the sword. The light, spirit, mysterious and wonderful Wudang sword technique had a unique charm in his hands.

But Qin Keqing's heart sank.

Because opposite Liu Ruosong, Fang Ming just opened his hand and pointed it out casually, and broke all Liu Ruosong's wonderful tricks.

Although Liu Ruosong's long sword is sharp and his sword skills are exquisite, in Fang Ming's eyes, it is still like playing house wine, and it is not worth laughing at all.

Soon, Liu Ruosong's forehead was covered with sweat. He could not imagine that there were people with such high martial arts skills in the world! It was like the sea, which turned all his internal force moves into jokes.

The famous all over the world, the authentic Wudang sword technique of Xuanmen turned out to be like a tofu encountering a quick knife, and it was defeated.

And his only last move is his reliance!

That move he took away the cost of the "meteor from the sky"!

After three more moves, Liu Ruosong was already out of breath, knowing that he would definitely be defeated miserably. It was at this moment that the sword in his hand changed and suddenly turned into a dazzling meteor!

The meteors flying from the sky were unpredictable and irresistible, and suddenly disappeared. No one could stop the light and speed of that moment.

The ruthless sword, the ruthless sword is under the sword.

I have to say that Liu Ruosong had put a lot of effort into this move at first sight, and even used it, faster and more amazing than Ding Peng back then!

After all, four years of hard practice and the authentic internal skills he passed down from Wudang are not comparable to those of Ding Peng back then.

A flash of sword light!

The long sword fell into Fang Ming's hand.

"Well! Not bad... This sword tastes a bit like a sword, Qingcheng, Huashan, Songyang, Kongtong, Wudang, Huangshan, Diancang and other sects, you will be defeated if you encounter it!"

He narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was a gourmet who was concentrating on tasting dishes.

But Liu Ruosong was already shocked.

He looked at his empty palms and suddenly realized that the other party was just joking with him before, and the only way to grab the sword in the last time was to use real skills.

At that speed, he had no room for fighting back.

He even believed that if the other party wanted to kill him, he would have died a hundred times or a thousand times!

"But... Although this sword has a bit of true meaning of a broken sword, it is still a bit far from the Thirteen Death Swords..."

Fang Ming shook his head, looking quite regretful.

The peak of the sword in the golden system is the Goddess of Yue, while in the ancient system, it is Yan Shisan's Deadly Thirteen Swords!

The "Flying Immortal in the Sky" of the Lord of Baiyun City, Ye Gucheng, may have reached the peak of his sword moves. The swords of Ximen Chuxue and Xie Xiaofeng may have reached the limit of sword force and sword intent, but they are still a little far from the Thirteen Death Swords.

Because the last Fifteenth Sword of Death is no longer a sword technique that does not belong to the mortal world!

If Ah Qing’s bamboo sword is the sword of heaven, then the fifteenth sword of death is the Great Asura sword, which only brings death and destruction!

Fang Ming was naturally very interested in this kind of swordsmanship.

When someone had already compared Ding Peng's "Meteor outside the sky" with Yan Shisan's sword technique in the past, Fang Ming naturally wanted to take a look.

But the facts have proved that although there are many peerless swordsmen in the ancient dragon world, there are very few who can compare with Yan Shisan.

"Fortunately, there is also Divine Sword Villa..."

Whether it is the sword god Xie Xiaofeng or the thirteen sword techniques he has in his hand, Fang Ming has the desire to try it out.

At this time, Xie Xiaofeng had been unable to live in the battle with Yan Shisan for many years, cultivated his qi and cultivated his nature, and reached a state of no trace.

At this time, he was trapped in the "Secret Sword House", but like the "Facing the Wall" of Buddhism and the "Sitting the Pass" of Taoism, he was thinking, breaking away from a kind of nephew, once he comprehended, he stood out and went to a new level, another kind of returning to simplicity, and returning to the ordinary state from splendor.

That is the realm of "sword is a sword, I am me", "sword is not a sword, I am not me", and it is also a realm of immortals and Buddhas!

Fang Ming never underestimated anyone.

Although the combat power of warriors is limited because of this world, their realm is extremely high!

There are four levels of sword path: Entering the micro, sword intention, forgetting the sword, and the sky sword.

The sword art can also be divided in this way, and at this time, Xie Xiaofeng was undoubtedly in the state of "forget the sword".

The moment he picked up the sword again, a "Sky Sword" was born!

In the future, Ding Peng gave up the full moon scimitar and ignored it, and undoubtedly became the first-class master of Forget-Blade.

"There are talents in the country and the country have emerged for hundreds of years..."

Fang Ming couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The martial arts context in this world is undoubtedly constantly developing. In the era of Wulin’s foreign history, he could have been rampant with one move of the ‘Seven Killings of Heavenly Demons’. However, in the period of Xiao Li’s flying sword, it would not be enough to compete with the heroes of the world without the use of the Wanjie Demon Sword.

A hundred years later, during the Full Moon Scimitar period, even peerless sects who seemed to his realm were born. Their realm understanding was also of great benefit to themselves.

"Thank you for not killing me! The villain will bring the sword guide now! From now on, I will ask you to you for your senior!"

Liu Ruosong is worthy of being a villain, and he immediately knelt down after seeing Fang Ming's force.

Not only that, he also quickly took out the sword score of the meteor outside the sky, with a humble and respectful expression on his face, just like the gray grandson meeting his biological grandfather.

He and his wife are very realistic people.

But real people will definitely not make other delusions.

For example, now, not only did Qin Keqing not leave, but her whole body seemed to be about to turn into water and tangled around Fang Ming.

"Liu Ruosong, you are really a character!"
Chapter completed!