"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the monk slapped Zhong Fang Ping's chest with his palm.

Fang Ping was indifferent, his chest pushed forward, and his palms were numb from the shock.

"I knew you were horny!"

"I don't lust after men!"

The monk Jingse sneered, turned his palms into fingers, and thrust them directly into Fang Ping's eyes.

He was playing dirty tricks, and Fang Ping was not polite. Before his fingers could attack him, Fang Ping's throat twitched, and a blood arrow spurted out!

The monk's face changed slightly and he stretched out his hand to block it.

"puff!"

The blood arrow shot through his skin and hit his bones, making the sound of metal friction.

The expression on the monk's face changed again. It was so powerful. If he were shot in the head, he would be dead or disabled.

"It's just a discussion, are you so cruel?"

"Not as cruel as you!"

Fang Ping sneered, and the two of them stimulated each other while fighting.

"Look at me doing six consecutive slashes!"

Fang Ping suddenly shouted loudly. The monk felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, but he didn't wait for Fang Ping's six consecutive slashes. Instead, he stabbed his foot straight to his vagina!

"asshole!"

The monk was furious and punched Fang Ping on the toes.

Their fists and feet collided, and each of them took a step back.

"Look at me doing six consecutive slashes!"

"Kill your uncle!"

Jiese cursed, but the next moment he stepped on the ground with his heels and hurriedly backed away.

Fang Ping, on the other hand, looked solemn, his face flushed, and he executed six consecutive chops for me!

"drink!"

With a loud shout, Fang Ping moved his steps and instantly caught up with Jie Se. Jie Se stepped into the air and tried to avoid it, but Fang Ping's mental power suddenly released.

Jie Se's footsteps stagnated and he had to stay where he was. He roared violently, the sound was like a bell, and then his fists erupted with a strong blood glow. Without any counterattack, he quickly hammered Fang Ping's long knife.

"Boom!"

Loud noises were heard, one sword, two swords, three swords...

The first three sword strikes were all taken by the monk, and he was blocked with his fists.

The fourth sword strike cut off his right hand and blood flew out.

On the fifth knife, the left hand was even scarred to the bone.

Jie Se roared repeatedly, "Try the sixth sword strike, I will die without you!"

Before he finished speaking, Fang Ping's sixth sword had already been slashed out. As soon as the sword came out, Fang Ping's face instantly turned pale. The monk opposite also turned pale. He yelled angrily and was about to fight!

He was disturbed by Fang Ping's mental power and had to be forced to stay where he was at this moment.

Either take it or be killed!

Fang Ping's sword had already been slashed out, even making a sonic boom sound, and his expression changed slightly.

…

Halfway up the mountain.

Li Changsheng frowned and said: "Monk, he is going to die!"

The old monk looked solemn and said solemnly: "He can block it!"

"Silly, if you can't stop it, you will die. You are so confident!"

“It’s possible, it’s possible to quit porn!”

The old monk seemed to be comforting himself, his eyes fixed on the foot of the mountain, and his right hand kept turning the rosary beads.

Just when the old monk was about to make a move, Jiese at the foot of the mountain roared wildly, and the energy and blood in his body seemed to be drained instantly. His arms turned golden yellow, and there was a little blood.

In the blink of an eye, there was an explosion of "boom".

The warning monk flew out upside down. He was in mid-air, but his blood was scattered all over the ground.

Fang Ping also knelt on one knee, panting heavily and staring at the opposite side.

The Jingse monk flew backwards and hit the stone wall, causing a loud bang.

After a while, the monk Jiese moved out of the human-shaped hole in the stone wall, with blood pouring from his mouth, and he gasped: "You are cheating on me, no one said you can kill me six times in a row!"

Seeing that he was only injured and not dead, Fang Ping breathed a sigh of relief and mocked: "I and Juezhao still need to report to you?"

"asshole!"

Jie Se cursed, but the blood couldn't stop falling from the corner of his mouth. Fang Ping tried his best with this knife. He passively accepted it, but was still hit by a B-level long knife. He had already been severely injured, and his internal organs were seriously injured.

, no more fighting power at this moment.

"Forget it...ahem...you must be cruel!"

Jingse cursed and didn't even want the Zen staff. He got up and walked up the mountain. It was so embarrassing. He was severely wounded at the door of his home and was covered in blood. How could he have the face to see others?

Fang Ping suddenly laughed out loud, I was just joking!

I really meant to scare you!

The devil knows how I managed to execute six consecutive slashes. It may have something to do with the unity of energy, but he really managed to execute it!

If it weren't for this, he would have used all his combat skills and even used his mental power, and he would have almost lost to the monk Jingse, but now, he won!

Fang Ping laughed loudly, as if no one was around!

Sure enough, actual combat is the best way to practice tactics.

I didn't recover my energy and blood, but relied on my true strength to defeat the seventh-ranked Hua Monk!

After laughing for a while, Fang Ping felt disappointed.

My bone marrow is like mercury, and my mental power can almost be released outside. However, I only encountered the seventh-ranked rebooter and almost failed.

These people are also young people and third-level warriors. Why are they so strong?

"Am I that weak?"

Fang Ping cursed himself in a low voice, and then suddenly said confidently: "But I still won. When I strike out with seven consecutive slashes, and even finally unite my strength to merge the seven consecutive slashes into one sword, there will be no opponent in the third-level realm!"

Old Man Li said that seven consecutive slashes would make him invincible, but Fang Ping felt that he had to combine seven slashes into one. His opponents were not only the current third-level ones, but also those from the past and the future!

Fang Ping's third grade in this term may not be as good as the third grade in the previous term.

People like Wang Jinyang, Yao Chengjun, and Li Hansong, who have now reached the high and peak levels of the fourth rank, are all ridiculously powerful. I am now invincible at the third rank. What about the previous one?

"Continuing to travel north, I think I will become stronger and stronger. When I return north, I will be invincible at the third level!"

Fang Ping held up his long sword, regained his energy and blood, and strode out of the mountain.

After walking for a while, Fang Ping suddenly turned back and looked at the stone wall. The Zen staff was still there.

After touching it, Fang Ping yelled!

The flower monk went too far!

When he got a golden Zen staff, Fang Ping thought it was made of alloy, but when he touched it, he realized that it was made of iron, only plated with copper!

No wonder this guy ran away without even asking for the Zen staff. He gave this thing to Fang Ping, and Fang Ping found it troublesome.

"Bah, poor monk!"

After scolding, Fang Ping quickly left.

…

On July 13th, Fang Ping competed with Zhang Zhenhua, the 15th on the third-grade list, and won!

On July 14th, Fang Ping competed against the 7th ranked monk in the third-level list, the abstaining monk, and won!

In just a few days, Fang Ping reached the peak of the third level, and the "Blood-Explosive Sword" slashed six times in a row. News that he was suspected of having a secret technique of mental shock spread quickly. In 2008, Wang Jinyang traveled north, and the people he challenged were all on the list.

Even if there are those in the third grade outside the rankings, they are very few.

Fang Ping, on the other hand, traveled all the way north, challenging the strong men at the top of the third-grade list one after another, and won one after another. In an instant, he became famous!

…

at the same time.

On the Internet, a video has been circulated.
To be continued...