square inch kill

Chapter 40 Coquettish Sword Dance!

If you can't compare, hit it!

These words may sound unreasonable, but for these nobles in the capital, it is really a very common thing.

Even though Fang Cun saw through his thoughts with a single glance, he didn't feel guilty at all, and stared at Fang Cun confidently and said, "You are only allowed to humiliate us, so aren't we allowed to teach you a lesson? What kind of rule is this?!"

"That's right, what status do we have, how can we argue with you? An arrogant guy like you should teach you how to behave in the king."

"Miss, how could they do this, why don't you organize them?" Seeing that Fang Cun seemed to be at a disadvantage, the little girl quickly grabbed Princess Hongluan and said.

"Silly girl, don't you look at who he is with, and it's not his turn to suffer." She gave the little girl an angry look, but Princess Hongluan couldn't help but smiled wryly in her heart. She didn't want to stop her. , it was really just that the sloppy Taoist was not allowed to intervene through sound transmission!

She knows the master's temperament better than anyone else. Once the order is given, who would dare to disobey it?

Looking at them with some pity, Hongluan shook her head slightly to those noble disciples who were still clamoring, but did not say a word after all.

Unbeknownst to them, those guys who jumped out were also carefully looking at her face. Now, Hongluan's silence is tantamount to sending them a wrong signal.All of them suddenly gained confidence, and joined the ranks of denouncing Fang Cun with arrogance.

In such a blink of an eye, there were more than 20 guards surrounding Taoist Fangcun and Sloppy Taoist.

"Brother Dao, are you afraid?"

Surrounded by heavy siege, there was still a faint smile on the corner of Fangcun's mouth, chatting and laughing happily with the sloppy Taoist.

"Little brother is not afraid, I have nothing to be afraid of with my old bones." Putting one hand behind his head, the slovenly Taoist simply lay down on the ground, Erlang raised his legs, and confidently left everything to Fang Cun to deal with.

"Brother Dao thinks of me!" With a wry smile, Fang Cun naturally understood that the other party must have seen through his details.

The method of restraining one's breath may be okay for ordinary people, but it is absolutely impossible to hide from the eyes and ears of such a master.

However, Fang Cun is not so good-tempered towards others.

"Alright, I have to convince you." He patted the sword on his waist lightly, and said with a carefree voice, "Scholars of my generation, apart from the books of sages, can never let go of swordsmanship."

"Haha, you also know swordsmanship?" Hearing this, everyone couldn't help laughing. In terms of ancient customs, scholars should learn how to defend themselves with swords, but in fact, few people actually practice swordsmanship.

Just kidding, if there is a talent for cultivation, who would come here to waste time studying?

Although the literati ruled the country, the king of the Northern Territory has always paid great attention to scholars, but this is a world of martial arts after all, and absolute strength can really determine everything!To put it bluntly, these noble children who study are actually guys who are forced to study because they have no talent for cultivation.

"Is your decorative sword sharpened?"

"Zheng!"

The long sword was unsheathed, and a bright color shone out, but it caused more people to ridicule.

"Uh... I just bought it not long ago, and I forgot to find someone to start with." With a look of embarrassment on his face, Fang Cun scratched his head impressively, and whispered.

"Haha, no, I laughed so hard! Hurry up, take him down for me!"

"Well done, I'm about to show you my swordsmanship!" Chang Laughed, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he tapped Fang Cun's foot lightly, and pointed out the long sword in his hand. Although it didn't have any murderous intent, it was definitely elegant and chic!

As light as a frightened bird, with a sword like a dragon!
"puff!"

A sip of wine spewed out of his mouth, the sloppy Taoist's eyes no longer had the indifference before, his lips trembled and wanted to say something, but he still shook his head with a smile after all.

This kid is really capable of tossing around, he obviously has an innate realm, but he insists on making such a coquettish swordsmanship to fight these guys back and forth endlessly, it's just nonsense!
This is not a fight, it's like a sword dance. Even the steps that this bastard takes are the same distance, exactly the same.

"It's so beautiful! Is this dancing?" The little girl said excitedly.

After staring intently for a while, Princess Hongluan slowly said, "This is a sword dance. It's not for killing enemies at all, but for performance."

"Ah?" As soon as these words came out, the little girl couldn't help being dumbfounded, Jian Wu?But... how is this a show!

Seeing that those guards were already in a hurry by Fang Cun alone, it seemed that they might be defeated at any time, how could they tell that they were half-heartedly joking with Fang Cun.

"Brother Dao, do you have any wine?"

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Fang Cun spoke loudly.

"Of course there's wine, let's go!" With a flick of his wrist, the sloppy Taoist's hip flask lightly threw a parabola in the air, and it fell gracefully into Fang Cun's hand.

From the beginning to the end, not a single drop of wine was spilled.

"Good wine!"

Grasping the flagon with one hand and holding the sword with the other, the more you hit the square inch, the easier it is to hit, going east and west, making people overwhelmed!
"Little brother's sword dance is really good. I am so old-fashioned, I am fascinated by it!"

"...Brother Dao, you really don't save face for me!" With a wry smile, the sword in Fang Cun's hand suddenly turned into a light and shadow, as fast as a gust of wind, knocking down all the twenty or so people around him in a moment!

"Teach you to be good, don't look down on scholars, a sword without a sharp edge can kill!"

"Zheng!"

The sword was like a dragon's chant, and it turned into a silver light and flew towards the leading nobles like lightning!
"Ouch!"

All of this happened really fast, from the sudden exertion of force, killing all the guards to the moment when the sword pierced through the air, the whole process took only a few seconds!It was almost too late for these pampered young masters to react, and the curtain was already over.

"Help! Killed, killed!"

One of the unlucky guys happened to be hit by a sword, but he was almost scared to death, screaming hysterically.But it never occurred to him that the sword itself did not strike.

"You can't compare poetry, you can't play swords!" Smiling bluntly, Fang Cun lazily grabbed the jug and drank the last sip of wine, then laughed loudly, "Brother Dao, let's go!"

"Presumptuous, my son was hurt just as you said! Save your life!"

All of a sudden, a terrifying pressure erupted from the crowd. In the void, the old man walked out silently, with a murderous intent in his eyes, he locked Fang Cun firmly.

In an instant, Fang Cun was almost out of breath under that terrifying pressure. If he was not determined, he might not even have the courage to resist.

Until the moment before he appeared, Fang Cun couldn't detect the other party's aura at all. This feeling of being out of control is really the most frightening thing!
After all, the capital is not as simple as imagined.

On the verge of life and death again, a gleam flashed in Fangcun's eyes, but he hated this difficult situation even more!
The killing intent is gone in a flash!
(End of this chapter)