Shen Lang looked at the handsome boy on the main seat, but his heart sank.

Wang Lianhua gave up the reputation of a hero before, but gave up fame and fortune. Now she has expressed her fear of death and has no concern, but she has given up her pride.

A person with the highest standards in the world gave up fame and fortune, and pride... He is no longer a human being, but a demon from hell!

At this time, Fang Ming was still smiling: "Fortunately, I have a lot of wealth, and I can finally spend a thousand gold to win the beauty's smile..."

Shen Lang said: "Brother Lianhua can find Jin Budian as the project manager, but he has found the right person. But Jin Budian is very greedy. Brother Lianhua should be careful when he handed over the property to him..."

Fang Ming said: "This is a family scandal, but since Brother Chen has asked questions, I will not hide it at all..."

He shouted to the outside world: "Call the gold and get in!"

Jin Buhuan immediately rolled in. This famous master in the world was like a dog in front of Fang Ming, and he wanted to lick his soles: "Master, I will bless you!"

Fang Ming stepped forward lightly and said, "You did a good job of closure of mountains and irrigating water before... I want to give you a good reward!"

Jin Buhuan was overjoyed and said, "Work for the master, and die!"

Fang Ming shook his head and said, "God is merit, and mistakes are merits. You will naturally have to reward if you have merits, but you will also have to punish if you have merits. This project is so huge that you have been greedy for a lot. Is that 35,000 taels of silver hidden tightly?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Jin Buhuan's face changed drastically.

He knelt down and begged for mercy, "Master, please spare me! Master, please spare me!"

Fang Ming's tone turned cold: "You should know that I don't care about the little gold and silver, but I care that someone tries to deceive me!"

"Master..."

Jin Budian stepped forward, as if he wanted to hug Fang Ming's legs, tears flowing.

But in an instant, a sword light appeared from him, as if from hell, turning into seven paths in mid-air, wrapping Fang Ming in groups.

The pores on Shen Lang's body were tightening one by one. He saw this sword technique from hell again, and was amazed in his heart: "The Demon Seven Killing Style! Sure enough, Jin Buhuan also became Wang Lianhua's sword slave!"

Faced with the backlash of his original subordinates, Fang Ming's face was not moved at all, and he reached into the sword light.

Bang!

Fang Ming had just one move, and Jin Buhuan's body flew out like a broken sack. There were two more blood holes in his throat, and he was extremely angry.

"Kill me, this wealth is of course all yours. Unfortunately, Jin Buhuan. Since I dare to pass on your sword skills, how could it be impossible for me to leave a countermeasure?"

Fang Ming shook his head and laughed, and said to Shen Lang: "Does Brother Chen think this person is stupid?"

"Of course he is the best fool in the world!" Shen Lang nodded, naturally knowing that although Wang Lianhua passed on his skills to the sword slave, he must have left a sharp secret weapon. Jin Budang thought that he would die with the martial arts handed down by Wang Lianhua, and naturally he was easily taken.

"Come here! Clean up the place!"

Fang Ming clapped his hands and said, "Give him some antique treasures in my study to bury him, which is also a reward for his hard work in recent times!"

The hall returned to tranquility, and even the smell of blood disappeared. Shen Lang sighed, "The reward and punishment are clear, I would like to give you another pity to Brother Hua!"

After drinking a cup, Shen Lang said: "This wine is sweet and rich, and it is the only one that Shen Lang has seen in his life, and it does not have that sensual smell... It's amazing."

Fang Ming said: "My people steamed this wine three times and brewed three times locally, and then used eight Dayuan kettles to deliver it day and night to the Happy Forest and then steamed one time and brewed one time. Only one barrel of grape wine was left, and the heat was left... This was the secret recipe of the winery, but since Brother Chen wanted to ask, he would naturally know everything... If Brother Chen had any questions, just ask..."

"Brother Lianhua is quick and speak!" Shen Lang greeted Fang Ming with another cup and asked, "Brother Lianhua is the leader of the Demon Sword Sect?"

"yes!"

"Is it done by Brother Lianhua?"

"Naturally! It's because of this Damo nerve and the seventy-two unique skills. Unfortunately, after getting it, I realized that it's too early..."

As soon as Fang Ming stretched out his hand, the peerless secret book in the martial arts world, the classic passed down from the Patriarch of Bodhidharma appeared in his hand, and there seemed to be a sigh in his eyes.

He has not finished his path yet, and the martial arts of other systems are useless to him. Even if the Bodhidharma nerve is not inferior to the Yijin Jing, it can only be used for reference by innately learning from it. Now it is just useless.

As the sighs were heard, the whole secret book suddenly shattered inch, and the broken paper flew like a butterfly.

"That Brother Lianhua is not a Shaolin disciple?" Shen Lang looked at the secret book of peerless magic skills that people in the martial arts world dreamed of turning into ashes, and there was no sign of moving in his eyes and asked again.

"I have no connection with this Shaolin Temple!" Fang Ming said the truth, but Shen Lang couldn't understand it, so he said it.

"Okay, Brother Lianhua is really honest! Is all this for the Demon Seven Killing Style?"

Shen Lang became more and more excited as he spoke, and he had already stood up: "In order to cultivate this sword technique, you first kidnapped countless famous doctors, gathered the directors of the Hundred Schools to deduce the route of Qi, and then kidnapped the martial arts masters to try the tricks, which harmed countless people! Then he deliberately taught this trick to others, and secretly observed what was the shortcomings of this trick? He was so determined that he spent a hundred lives to release this demon?"

"That's right! But after I used up those famous doctors, I let them go back. As for the so-called heroes who were captured, most of them are notorious people. Even if they were injured by mistake, they would not care too much. As for those slaves who robbed swords?"

Fang Ming shook his head and said, "They were controlled by the sword, so they became slaves of the sword. They were willing and could not blame others..."

Shen Lang gritted his teeth. No one in the martial arts world could refuse such a sword technique, even if he knew that this sword would have to be sacrificed by human life!

Fang Ming Youran said: "I once heard a saying that only a great heart can practice great martial arts! Shen Lang, you have a heart of benevolence and justice. The martial arts are so high that there are few in the world, but unfortunately you have not reached the limit yet..."

Fang Ming knew very well that in more than ten years, a real knight would rise, his sword was full of love and justice, and eventually became a legendary myth of a generation, creating Xiao Li's flying sword, which is a good reputation for being a perfect one!

But now, he wants to cultivate a worldly demon sword with an absolute rational heart that abandons fame and fortune, is proud, and walks alone!

"It seems that Brother Lianhua must fight me tonight!"

Shen Lang also sighed: "I really don't want to be an enemy of Brother Lianhua, why......"

Fang Ming suddenly said: "I have answered so many questions from Brother Shen. How about Brother Shen answering the next question?"

Shen Lang said: "Please speak!"

Fang Ming said: "Everyone says that Wang Lianhua and Shen Lang's life experience is extremely mysterious, and it is a first-class secret in the world! I originally wanted to exchange Wang Lianhua's life experience with you, but now it seems that you don't need it anymore... But I am still very curious... In the past, the Shen family was the oldest aristocratic family in the martial arts world. The story of the Shen family having experienced seven huge disasters in the past two hundred years and being able to revive the family seven times is even more popular. It is impossible for a person to have no origin, and it is even more impossible for a brother like Shen..."

Shen Lang's face remained unchanged. Even if he was told the biggest secret, he seemed to have no mind.

Fang Ming said: "Wang Lianhua is the descendant of the Happy King, is Shen Lang a descendant of the Chen Tianjun back then?"

"What is the difference between yes and no?" Shen Lang asked.

"Since Brother Chen is a famous master, he should use a sword! You are born to be a great swordsman!" Fang Ming clapped his hands, and someone sent the wooden box to Shen Lang's mat.

After opening it, there was only a black iron sword more than three feet in the wooden box. Although the sword looked like a piece of stubborn iron, Shen Lang was already moved.

"This is the 'Ancient Iron Sword' of Mr. Iron Sword' in the past. Brother Chen will see if he has joined hands?" Fang Ming said.

Shen Lang held the sword in his hand and sighed: "You can actually get such a magic weapon..."

Fang Ming shook his head: "With my current human and material resources, as long as it is a tangible thing, I can't get much..."

Shen Lang stroked the black long sword and sighed: "It's indeed a good sword...what..."

He put his sword on the table, spread his hands, and said, "I don't want to fight you now?"

"Oh? Why?" Fang Ming asked.

Shen Lang said: "Are we enemies now?"

Fang Ming said: "Of course!"

Shen Lang asked again: "You really want to fight with me now?"

Fang Ming did not deny this.

Shen Lang said: "You are my enemy and I really want to fight with me now. Why should I get you to do it?"

After he said that, he lay on the mat, looking extremely leisurely, obviously he didn't fight back if he had a knife.

"Haha...Shen Lang, you are indeed unparalleled!"

Fang Ming laughed and said, "I will tell you one more thing. My daughter Bai Feifei will get married in seven days!"

Shen Lang said: "At that time, we will definitely have to ask for a wedding wine to drink..."

Fang Ming said: "But do you know that the Feifei girl has the same father as Wang Lianhua! Their fathers are all Happy Kings!"

"What?" Shen Lang's expression changed: "Why did you do this beast?"

Fang Ming waved his hand: "You don't have to worry about this, you just need to know that if you don't defeat me today, Bai Feifei's lifelong happiness will be destroyed in your hands!"

Shen Lang smiled bitterly and said, "You are trying to force me to take action, and at the same time, it will make the happy king's state of mind?"

Fang Ming shook his head: "I made this move just to force Shen Lang to take full advantage, but I have to hide it from the Happy King because I am just afraid that he is not strong enough!"

I'm just afraid that he is not strong enough!!!

How confident and determined is this to say such words?

Shen Lang lost his voice for a moment and said after a long time: "You forced me with Feifei's happiness, and you also concealed it from the Happy King with all your might. All this is just to force the two of us to fight you to the death? What is all this for?"

"I didn't expect that even Shen Lang would have any thoughts..." Fang Ming laughed.

He then said, "The masters in the world, the Yunmeng Fairy in the past can rank third. Although Shen Lang, you are a hero in the world, you can only be ranked second in the world. You are well deserved to be the best in the world... You three are the three strongest people in the world!"
Chapter completed!