This is probably the funniest sentence Qin has ever heard in his life.

But he couldn't say that he didn't believe it.

Because Fang Bie never likes to brag with bluff, whatever he says, no matter how illusory it sounds, may eventually become reality.

Just like what Fang Bie said now, he can decide the outcome with one sword.

"Then go ahead." Qin Zong said with a loud laugh. While speaking, he punched Fang Bie from a distance.

Qin finally decided to strike first.

After all, Fang Bie made it clear that he didn't want to strike first with his sword. In this case, someone must start the fight.

When the wind of the fist struck, Fangbie jumped up high, with gravel flying beneath him. It turned out to be the power of Qin's punch.

But of course Qin is much more than just this punch.

Almost at the same time as Fang Bie jumped up, Qin also rose into the air and punched Fang Bie straight away like an arrow from a string.

That punch almost shattered the sky.

The young man laughed loudly and waved his sword to meet him. Qin ignored him and punched him anyway. Fang Bi held his sword across his chest, instead of attacking, he defended.

In the next moment, the boy was shot down from the sky by Qin like a cannonball and fell into the rocks.

Dust and smoke were everywhere, and there was no movement.

Qin slowly landed on the ground, looked at the rocks in front of him, and said calmly: "Why don't you draw your sword?"

Fang Bie's cough sounded slowly from the dust and smoke.

"Although the law of smoke without harm is very common in comics, it is mainly because smoke can save a lot of drawing effort."

The young man slowly walked out of the troubled world while saying such nonsense. He saw blood on Fang Bie's mouth and a slight limp when he walked. He looked at Qin and said with a smile: "Didn't I say that?"

"I only have one sword."

"If this sword can't defeat you, then I won't use the sword."

"Then this is still a very interesting swordsmanship." Qin Dandan said: "In this case, if you have no chance to defeat me and kill me with one sword from beginning to end in this battle, then you will always be passively beaten?"

Qin looked at the injured Fang Bie and smiled: "Until death?"

"That's not true. Before I die, I will definitely use a sword to make up for it." Fang Bie said with a smile.

Although he smiled a bit embarrassedly with a gray face.

Qin no longer wanted to talk nonsense to Fang Bu. He dragged out a series of afterimages in an instant and rushed towards Fang Bu, who was standing not far away. At that moment, his arm hooked Fang Bu.

Fang Bing's neck continued to move forward unabated, until it lifted Fang Bing's body up like a kite, and then was firmly embedded in the boulder in front of him. Only then did Qin let go of his hand.

Looking at Fang Bie whose entire body was embedded in the boulder, he said coldly: "If I didn't want to save your life, you would have died."

"There's really no way to deny this." Fang Bie said with a wry smile.

Now Fang Bie has completely understood that facing Qin like this, if he still uses a stupid sword, he will almost bring humiliation to himself.

Qin's power is truly powerful with almost no flaws. To defeat him, the only way to defeat him is with a sword that is like the light of a flying fairy from outside the sky.

But now, Fang Bie still hasn't found that sword.

Before finding that sword, you can only be unilaterally crushed and abused by the opponent.

"It seems you can't use that sword anymore." Qin looked at Fang Bie who was struggling to free himself from the boulder and said coldly.

Fang Bi shook his head: "I'm afraid not necessarily."

He could barely stand still.

Qin looked at his fist: "You may die with the next punch."

"Then come." Fang Bie made an arrogant provocation.

Qin nodded. Since someone made such a strange request, of course he had to satisfy him.

He steps.

The first step formed a circular depression in the rocks.

Everything you step on in the second step turns to powder.

In the third step, he jumped into the air and flew towards Fang Bie like a dragon or a tiger.

He gathered all his true energy into that punch, and at that moment, steaming golden flames ignited around Qin's body.

It's as bright as the sun.

Even standing up was a bit unsteady.

He looked at Qin Zhenli's punch. At that moment, Qin in front of him turned into two afterimages.

Two levels become four levels, four levels become eight levels.

The eighth level becomes sixteenth level again.

This was not Qin's secret method of clones, but Fang Bing's injuries that had blurred his vision.

The young man tightened his grip on the sword in his hand.

When the sword in his hand was clenched, the sixteen phantoms in front of him merged into one at the same time.

Then Fang Bie also moved.

He faced Qin's oncoming move and walked out step by step. The moment Qin's fist came close to his body, he swung his sword lightly.

A sword splashed down like a river of stars, yet it was silent.

Qin rushed behind Fang Bie in that instant, while Fang Bie slowly sheathed his sword and continued to move forward slowly.

"What kind of sword is this?" Qin asked behind Fang Bie.

When a heavy object falls to the ground, it's like Mount Tai disintegrating.

Mount Tai will not disintegrate, it is Qin's arm that falls to the ground.

Qin's right arm was chopped off at the root, and blood was pouring out. Even if Qin used the Eight Desolations and Liuhe Self-respecting Kung Fu to stop the bleeding, no matter how powerful the martial arts was, there was no way to regenerate the amputated limb.

It's just that Qin had no idea what Fang Bie's sword looked like just now.

Don't say that he is not Qin's opponent, but he has the sword to defeat Qin.

Qin believed the sword, but he did not expect that he did not see the sword clearly.

It seemed that the sword was already over before it was struck.

"Purify the world." Fang Bie sighed and said.

"I said, for this battle, I have only prepared one thing, and that is the Pure Glazed Fang."

"I only need to open a pure world for a moment, and then I can slash out the sword I dream of."

"This is the result I want."

"I want to prove to the world that I won this duel, and then I want you to leave here alive."

Saying this, Fang walked forward without looking back.

In front of you is the sea.

He stepped onto the sea step by step, and then disappeared into the blue over there.

Qin was left standing there, shaking his head and smiling bitterly, then burst out laughing.

…

…

On New Year's Eve, Qin and Fang fought overseas.

Fang Bie was defeated without defeat, and has since disappeared, no one knows about it anymore.

Qin was victorious and lost his right arm in this battle, but he was still the well-deserved number one in the world.

In addition, Xue Ling, the queen of the original beehive, ran away and returned to Bianliang. With the support of many parties, she established a new beehive, confronting Qin's old beehive from the north to the south, forming a rivalry.

For a moment, Wulin fell into an extremely fragile tranquility.

Everyone knew that this tranquility would not last forever.

But as luck would have it, it was such a tranquility that temporarily ruled this martial arts world.

…

…

Fang Bie slowly opened his eyes.

There is an unfamiliar ceiling above my head.

He only felt a sharp pain as if his whole head was being sliced ​​open.

The consequences of forcibly taking Qingjing Liuli Fang were more terrifying than he imagined.

"Are you awake?" A woman's voice came from beside her.

Fang Bie turned his head and saw a beautiful woman in white sitting in the corner of a dilapidated wooden house.

She was wearing a snow-white bamboo hat, her veil was hanging down, and her expression could not be seen clearly.

Don't forget who she is.

I just feel that she is very familiar.

"Where is this?" Fang Bie asked.

"Japanese."
Chapter completed!