Chapter 1911 Golden Whip God Beat

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Fang Yang wandered outside for two hours before coming back with two roasted pheasants.

Almost the moment Fang Yang stepped into the temple door, Jiang Bochu immediately opened his eyes and looked at him steadily.

Fang Yang shook the pheasant in his hand: "I ran a long way before I found something. Which one of you wants to eat some?"

Jiang Bochu didn't even look at the pheasant in Fang Yang's hand: "With your level of cultivation, do you still need to eat these? It's a waste of so much time, let's start quickly!"

Zi Huan frowned when he heard this, and the last bit of goodwill toward Jiang Bochu disappeared. Fang Yang was very free and easy, and looked at Jiang Bochu:

"Hey, it looks like you're recovering well. It's just the right time."

Jiang Bochu's face looked a little unnatural: "What's just right, I don't understand what you are talking about!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. Just listen." Fang Yang sat down in his previous position and greeted Zi Huan: "Master Zi Huan, don't you want to try something?"

Zi Huan could be said to be extremely disappointed with Jiang Bochu now. Naturally, he would not hesitate any longer. He took a pheasant from Fang Yang and started eating:

"Of course, I just feel a little hungry. This chicken is very tender and much more delicious than the roasted roe deer meat you have."

Jiang Bochu didn't expect that Zi Huan would eat like Fang Yang. He wanted to get angry but lacked the confidence, so he simply closed his eyes and meditated, pretending not to see anything.

Fortunately, Fang Yang didn't want to embarrass him. He finished the roast chicken in his hands in a few mouthfuls and wiped his hands: "You can be energetic only when you are full. How can we compete in the second game?"

Jiang Bochu walked towards the open space outside the temple: "The place here is too small to perform. Let's go outside and compete."

Fang Yang stretched and said without any expression, "As you wish."

Zi Huan didn't know why, but found that she liked Fang Yang's lazy look more and more, as if everything was not difficult in front of him.

The three of them arrived at the open space outside one after another. Jiang Bochu and Zhu Yang faced each other three feet apart and asked in a deep voice: "Are we only competing with fists and kicks, or are we not limited to magic weapons?"

Of course Fang Yang knew that the Kunlun Sect had always been famous for its numerous magic weapons. As a key training target, Jiang Bochu is definitely indispensable. If the use is restricted, he will not be willing to do so.

Since you want to conquer Jiang Bochu, you must let him use all his strength. Fang Yang stood with his feet firmly planted and said lazily:

"There are no restrictions. There is only one principle to determine the winner, which is to make the other party admit defeat. How about that?"

"There are no restrictions?! Are you sure? Maybe even I won't be able to control it by then." Jiang Bochu was very surprised. He didn't expect Fang Yang to be so generous!

Originally, Jiang Bochu was still thinking about how to get Fang Yang to relax the conditions so that the various treasures he brought could be put to use. Unexpectedly, Fang Yang gave the green light directly!

Fang Yang nodded seriously: "That's right, you can use whatever means you want, as long as you think it's appropriate, it'll be fine.

I know there are many methods you can use, just try it out. If you really go to the upper realm passage, you will definitely encounter more serious problems than you, so you should adapt to it. "

I thought that Fang Yang made the concession out of awe and respect for Kunlun, but he didn't expect that it was to find a free sparring partner!

Anger rose on Jiang Bochu's face: "Okay, okay, at least with this arrogant attitude, he can definitely be called the number one second-generation disciple. Then let's see the real seal in hand! Please!"

Fang Yang also held up his hand: "Please! Just let your horse come over!"

As the leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect, Zi Huan knew quite a lot about Kunlun. He couldn't help but remind him in a low voice: "Fang Yang, don't be careless. Kunlun has all kinds of strange magic weapons that are emerging in an endless stream, which is very difficult to deal with."

Fang Yang smiled slightly: "Haha, thank you for your concern. If even the small Kunlun Sect is afraid, how can you enter the upper realm passage? Why not go back and sell sweet potatoes."

Zi Huan opened his mouth, but was speechless! But Fang Yang is probably the best person in the world who can look down on the Kunlun Sect, right?

There might have been some in the past, but now maybe even the ashes can't be found. Kunlun is not a good person, allowing him to live until now.

"Please enlighten me!" Jiang Bochu was full of resentment at first, but it was fine when he heard that Fang Yang didn't take him seriously. After all, his skills were inferior to others.

But now the meaning behind Fang Yang's words is that even the Kunlun Sect doesn't take it seriously! So even if you don’t steam the steamed buns, you still have to fight for it!

Jiang Bochu was cautious and arrogant, but he also knew that Fang Yang was a powerful enemy and could not be careless. He showed his sword and used the Kunlun Sword Technique, one of his unique skills.

The Kunlun Sword Jue is one of the two major sword techniques along with the Shushan Sword Jue. Although its attack power is slightly lacking, it is both offensive and defensive, with a long breath and more momentum.

Fang Yang was determined to test his limits, and he didn't even use the dragon scale sword. Just run your own speed to the extreme, and the golden eye is also running at full strength.

The eyes, hands, body, and feet work together like a dancing spirit, moving freely and freely in the sword light that fills the sky, coming and going calmly.

In an instant, Jiang Bochu finished performing the thirty-six Kunlun Sword Techniques, and he didn't even touch the corner of Fang Yang's clothes! This made his expression extremely ugly.

Zi Huan, who was watching the battle from the side, was also surprised. She admitted that Fang Yang was very strong, but she never dared to think that he was so powerful!

Facing Jiang Bochu's Kunlun Sword Technique, he was able to advance and retreat freely without using his weapon... at least Zi Huan thought he could never do it!

Jiang Bochu shouted angrily: "Fang Yang! You have humiliated me so much! Show your sword and fight me openly!"

Fang Yang was immersed in an ethereal state. When Jiang Bochu drank, his state suddenly disappeared, which made him very regretful:

"We only said it was a competition. We said in advance that there was no limit to the means. How could I humiliate you? You want me to show off my sword? Okay, show me some real skills!"

"You will pay the price for your arrogance! Qiyin Chasing Soul!"

With a flick of Jiang Bochu's hand, the magic sword disappeared, and a jade flute appeared, turning into flute shadows all over the sky, covering Fang Yang in it.

The most peculiar thing is that while the jade flute is waving, it makes bursts of crying-like sounds, which is soul-stirring. Fang Yang had many kinds of rare treasures, but he was also a little distracted by the sound of the flute.

Even the body and breath are a bit sluggish! I couldn't help but admire secretly in my heart. The Kunlun Sect's long-standing position as the leader in the ancient martial arts world was indeed well deserved.

Jiang Bochu used the seven-note soul-chasing flute. It is said that it was originally tempered with seven evil spirits. Although it has a strange effect, it will never be easily revealed in front of others.

I don't know how it fell into Jiang Bochu's hands. At the beginning, it really made Fang Yang's movements stagnant.

Just when Jiang Bochu thought he could see some success and wanted to hit Fang Yang hard in one go. Fang Yang's eyes suddenly regained clarity and he dodged his killer move again!

Jiang Bochu's momentum was exhausted, and he knew that if he continued to struggle, he would be defeated sooner or later. The most exaggerated thing is that Fang Yang has not retaliated with a single move until now, and he has not even shown his weapon!

Jiang Bochu's eyes flashed with fierceness, he took out a piece of gray paper and talisman with his left hand, shook it, and shouted in a low voice: "Golden Whip God Beat!"

The talisman suddenly lit up with dazzling golden light and completely submerged into Jiang Bochu's body. Not only did his strength greatly increase, but he also had a weird whip-shaped weapon in his hand!

Fang Yang was still wondering what this thing was when he heard Zi Huan exclaim: "Hit the magic whip?!"