Chapter 18 Det the whole audience

Princess Qingchang bit her silver teeth and jumped violently, showing the third type of the world-shaking emperor's fist!

Roar!

The air burst, the wind was strong, and the sky was full of golden light. Princess Qingchang's body shook in the air, and then turned into a golden dragon more than seven feet long, soaring into the air with a strong and dangerous breath.

Shaking the World King's Fist Type III Royal Dragon Soaring in the Sky! In the King of World Fist, this is the only trick to transform the dragon.

"Well done!"

Seeing Princess Qingchang turn into a golden dragon, Fang Yun took action faster this time than last time. Almost as soon as the golden dragon was transformed and rushed to the sky, Fang Yun jumped into the air with his body.

Zuo Qinglong soared into the sky and hit the stars! A green dragon soared into the sky and hit the abdomen of the golden dragon with lightning speed!

In the way of martial arts, whether it is a real qi-level or a qi-level warrior, it does not have the ability to fly in the air. The only way is to take off in the air in a short time with the help of special skills and tricks. But correspondingly, in the air, there is nowhere to borrow, and it is easy to be hit down.

Boom!

A dramatic sound, the air exploded, and Princess Qingchang was knocked down from the sky by Fang Yun. With a move, the imperial dragon soared into the air, and there was no chance to display it in front of Fang Yun

"You!--" Princess Qingchang's shoulders are shaking and shaky. There is no trace of blood on the beautiful face. If Fang Yun is lucky for the first time, the second time is inevitable.

"Three moves have passed, give me the prefecture-level beads!" Fang Yun stretched out his hand and said with an indifferent expression.

"It's impossible. You are really good-level. How can I lose to you!" After the shock, Princess Qingchang's face was incredible. She suddenly slapped the long whip around her waist, and her fiery red anger was burning: "Dog slave, I don't believe you will be stronger than me! ..."

Bang!

Step by step to break the stone slab in front of him, Fang Yun said coldly, "There are only three moves to fight, Princess Qingchang, do you want to break your promise?"

Princess Qingchang looked stagnant and speechless. Indeed, there are only three ways to make an agreement. Hiddenly, Princess Qingchang felt that she had been targeted, and Fang Yun seemed to be very familiar with the King's Fist.

"No, Fang Yun, let's fight again. You mention the conditions for gambling!" Princess Qingchang said fiercely that she had always been strong-teed and had never been hit in the face so hard.

"I'm not interested!"

Fang Yun coldly bet Princess Qingchang back. Fang Yun was very clear. He just relied on the world-shaking fist that he had seen Princess Qingchang in his previous life, and his own strength was not really stronger than her. Once this woman wakes up and uses a whip, Fang Yun can't play his martial arts!

Princess Qingchang's face was uncertain, and there was no movement for a long time.

"What's the matter, Princess Qingchang, do you want to go back on your promise? Could it be that you can't even afford to lose this earth-level bead? Fang Yun felt the inner struggle of Princess Qingchang, and immediately stepped up and squeezed with words.

"Hmm! Fang Yun, you are cruel. It's not that I can't afford to lose a level bead," Princess Qingchang raised her palm and was about to throw the level bead over.

"Slow down!"

As soon as the voice fell, a sixteen- or seven-year-old boy walked down from the pavilion. He has a beautiful face, slender eyebrows, and a tattooed cloud brocade on his body. However, there was a vicious atmosphere between the young man's eyebrows. Fang Yun felt uncomfortable at a glance and did not like this person.

In a number of days, everyone focused on Cai Feng, the son of the Marquis of Jin Rust.

"The prefecture-level beads are at least the sacred goods of martial arts. How can they win or lose in three moves? How can there be such a good thing in the world? Why don't we come to the last game? If you win, you can take the prefecture-level beads away at any time!"

As Cai Feng walked, he untied his cloak. He was not in a hurry. He stepped out a few feet in one step, and he was in the battle circle in a few steps.

"Hmm! Do you think I'm as stupid as you? Bet with me with my things!" Fang Yun said rudely.

"You!" Cai Feng's eyes narrowed, and his eyes showed a cold light: "Humph! You have agreed to Princess Qingchang's appointment, so you might as well take over my appointment! I have a book of Jinxiu Mountain and River Boxing, which is used as a gambling fight. Fang Yun, let's go!"

Princess Qingchang was defeated, and a noble prince also had no face. At a certain level, the noble marquis and the princesses of the royal family share the same status. With so many students here watching, how can these great sons make Fang Yun leave so easily?

Can "Jinxiu Mountain and River Fist" be stronger than "Zuo Qinglong's Eight Claws"? Do you think that if I had a normal head, would I promise you this kind of gambling? Fang Yun said coldly. These positions are clear, and there is no need to be polite to them.

Fang Yun's words were released, and Cai Feng suddenly turned pale with anger. However, although he is arrogant, he dare not say that Jinxiu Shanhequan is more powerful than Zuo Qinglong's claws. In the capital, the dispute between the commoner marquis and the noble marquis has always been in the dark, and no one dares to provoke the fight between the two on the surface.

Fang Yin, the Marquis of Sifang, sat in the barbaric wilderness, and a set of Zuo Qinglong's exploration claws were amazing. I don't know how many wild enemies and strong men were killed. There have been rumors in private that the four marquis has been sitting in the wilderness for so many years, and his strength has long been the first of the civilian marquis. Even Jinxiuhou did not dare to say like this, saying that his Mianxiu Shanhequan would definitely be better than Zuo Qinglong's eight-way search.

The so-called literature is not the first, and martial arts is not the second. The princes and princes of the Zhou Dynasty have been bleeding for many years. Which one is not the domineering master? As long as Cai Feng dares to say such words, he will immediately poke a big basket. At that time, no one can protect him.

"Fang Yun, say so. You look down on our noble marquis and refuse to agree!" Cai Feng is also a powerful character. He never mentions the beautiful marquis, and casually drags the whole noble princes in the capital behind him.

As soon as Cai Feng said this, many scholars who watched the battle immediately smelled the danger. Many people dispersed immediately and didn't want to get into this muddy water.

Fang Yun is so shrewd. How could he be dragged down by him? He waved his big hand: "Son Cai Feng, you don't talk nonsense. If you just want to gamble with our house. I promise you on behalf of my eldest brother Fang Lin, you just need to draw the way!"

"You!" Cai Feng's face changed greatly. He kept squeezing Fang Yun with words, but he saw that Fang Yun's cultivation was one level worse than his. Fang Yun can defeat Princess Qingchang, but it does not mean that he can win all the noble princes here. Although these noble princes were pulled over by Princess Qingchang, it does not mean that their cultivation is worse than that of Princess Qingchang.

Princess Qingchang's talent is amazing, but she is only 15 years old this year. Whether it is the prince of Wenqu, the prince of Manghuang, the prince of Shanhe or him, he is much older than Princess Qingchang.

Being born early means that you come into contact with martial arts earlier and step into the higher realm of martial arts earlier. In terms of cultivation alone, Princess Qingchang has just stepped into the atmosphere. There are several people present with higher cultivation than her. Xu Quan, the son of the Wild Marquis, is one.

As soon as Fang Yun played the name of his eldest brother 'Fang Lin', he saw that in the pavilion, the sons of several princes and princes had changed their faces. Even Xu Quan, who had the highest level of martial arts cultivation, he looked a little unnatural when he heard this name.

Unlike Fang Yun, there are few people in the whole capital who don't know Fang Lin, the son of the Marquis of Sifang. That man acted without taboos, and the etiquette of the king was completely ignored. However, the martial arts talent is extremely amazing, and the practice is also extremely crazy.

In those years, before the princes of the four princes walked out of the school palace, he was so arrogant that he dared to beat anyone. Many people here have been bullied by Fang Lin, including Cai Feng, the son of Jinxiu Hou! There was a time when Cai Feng didn't dare to come to the school at all. The reason is Fang Lin!

"How about it? Let's choose a day, and I will tell my eldest brother. At that time, he will definitely be there!" Fang Yun continued.

"Fang Yun, you are cruel!" Cai Feng snorted angrily, did not return to the pavilion, but went straight away. He can never agree to this kind of unsuspecting gamble.

Fang Yun was stunned. In terms of words, the ten Cai Feng were not his opponents. Cai Feng squeezed him with his strong cultivation, and Fang Yun squeezed him with his big brother Fang Lin. This is the way to return to the other.

Yan Lun looked at Cai Feng's background, and his eyes were full of worries. There are too many enemies provoked by Fang Yun.

"Dog slave, take the prefecture-level beads!" Princess Qingchang flicked five fingers and threw the prefecture-level beads over. For a moment, she was not interested: "However, don't be too proud. I will come to you again!"

Fang Yun calmly took over the prefecture-level beads. As for Cai Feng, Fang Yun will not take the initiative to cause trouble, but he will not be afraid of any trouble.

"It's all scattered," Xu Quan nodded gently in the pavilion, and several noble marquis agreed and dispersed one after another. It's meaningless to stay any longer.

"Brother Fang, congratulations!" Yan Lun walked over, held up his hands, and arched his hand.

"Luck!" Fang Yun replied. There is no doubt that Yan Lun wants to attract him. But Fang Yun has been confused about his intentions. In Shangjing, although Wenquhou belongs to the civilian Marquis, his position has been wavering.

"However, you won Princess Qingchang this time and got the prefecture-level beads, but you offended a large number of people. Be careful in the future!" Yan Lun said to the police.

"It doesn't matter. If there are too many lice, don't be afraid of biting. We have different positions, and it will be a matter of time before we turn against each other. However, after all, the law of my Zhou Dynasty is there, and I believe they don't have the courage to mess around!"

"Oh, I'm just a reminder. It would be better if you had a countermeasure earlier. I won't bother you. I'll go first. You might as well come to my house when you are free in the future!" Yan Lun gave an invitation.

"Naturally!"