Chapter 875 Are You Angry?

"They still haven't come out?"

Gao Ge slowly opened his eyes, looked at the soft girl sitting in the co-pilot and asked.

The soft girl nodded with complicated eyes.

Gao Ge also frowned.

"Calculating the time, three or four hours have passed, right?" Gao Ge sighed, "It's a pity, I'm not a swordsman, and I'm afraid I won't be of much help after I go in."

The soft girl smiled softly and comforted: "Don't worry, he will be fine."

"Um?"

"My gut tells me he's going to be fine."

Gao Ge didn't speak anymore.

...

"Go to hell!"

With an angry shout, Fang Hui fell together, and the air wave rolled.

"no no!"

Jin Hao's eyes were about to burst.

He never thought that the good helper he hired with a lot of money would turn out to be the executioner who killed him in the end.

Think about it too.

Fang Hui is a swordsman, and a swordsman who has entered the realm of a master.

Such a person, I'm afraid they don't care about money long ago.

All he cared about was making himself stronger.

And now, the swordsman inheritance is in front of him.

If I were Fang Hui, I'm afraid I wouldn't miss this opportunity, right?

"Da da"

Jin Hao's head rolled down on the ground.

Fang Hui had a sinister smile on his face.

"Hmph, even a trash like you deserves to think about the swordsman inheritance?" Fang Hui sneered.

For a long time, the inheritance of the swordsman has been a mysterious legend in Western Xinjiang.

As a swordsman, Fang Hui has been collecting information about the inheritance of the swordsman, but he has been busy for several years, and the information collected is not much.

Just when he was about to give up, Jin Hao suddenly appeared.

So, without the slightest hesitation, he immediately agreed.

Isn't his purpose now?

Looking at the majestic and towering pavilions in front of him, his eyes were already red with excitement.

"The swordsman inheritance is mine..."

Turning his face away, looking at Yue Xincheng and Xia Shengtang who were still approaching, he no longer hesitated, and quickly rushed towards the pavilion.

However, just as he put his hand on the bronze door entering the pavilion, he suddenly heard an angry shout.

"roll!"

Immediately, a wave of air blasted him away.

After rolling a few times in the air, Fang Hui's body fell heavily to the ground.

He widened his eyes and looked at the bronze door in front of him.

"How...how is it possible?"

"A trash with only fifteen martial arteries is not worthy to come in!"

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"..." Fang Hui's face became a little ugly.

Although he didn't know who the person who made this voice was, he could feel the strong disdain from the other party's tone of voice.

like……

own strength.

own talent.

In the eyes of the other party, is he just a piece of trash?

Why!

I am only thirty years old!

I am already a cultivator in the realm of a master!

Why do you look down on me?

So, he quickly stood up and rushed towards the bronze door again.

But this time the result was no different from last time.

His body was thrown out again.

"Trespassers will die! There are only three things, so you can do it yourself!"

Fang Hui was already trembling with anger.

Swordsman inheritance, I have been looking for it for so many years.

Now, the pavilion where the swordsman's inheritance is hidden is right in front of him, but I can't get in because I only have fifteen martial arts?

He refuses to accept it!

"Since you won't let me in, I'll ruin this place!" Fang Hui's eyes were full of resentment, "What I can't get, no one else can get it either!"

He held the knife in his hand and circulated the aura in his body.

Immortal cultivators in the guru realm strike with one blow.

How difficult is it to destroy this pavilion?

"Break it open!"

With a shout, the knife in Fang Hui's hand fell, and a majestic aura soared into the sky, and fell onto the pavilion.

However, the pavilion remained untouched.

"Haha, it's ridiculous, that senior can leave such a place, how can he be ruined by you, a guy in the realm of a master?" Xia Shengtang brought Yue Xincheng to the front, and Fang Hui's previous actions were all in vain. into their eyes.

When Fang Hui wanted to destroy the pavilion, Yue Xincheng was still anxious.

But seeing that the knife swung by the opponent had no effect, I was relieved.

Fang Hui turned his face, looked at them, and snorted coldly.

"I can't get in, so can you get in? Since that's the case, why not choose us to join hands and destroy this place." When Fang Hui said this, his eyes fell on Xia Shengtang.

For Yue Xincheng, he didn't even think about it, even if the other party was already a cultivator with peak energy, so what?

There is an insurmountable gap between the realm of the master and the realm of releasing energy.

How many people died at the peak of energy release?

"No, no, just because you can't get in, doesn't mean he can't get in." Xia Shengtang shook his head.

Fang Hui's pupils shrank.

"Also, even if we can't get in, we can only say that this swordsman inheritance hasn't waited for his destined person, so why destroy this place?" Xia Shengtang asked.

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"If someone gets the swordsman inheritance from here, he may not be a difficult opponent in the future. Don't you hope that someone will get a chance here to become stronger in the future?" Fang Hui said in a deep voice.

This is the truest thought in his heart.

Xia Shengtang smiled and shook his head.

"So, if you have reached the realm of a master in this life, even if it is over, what if others get the swordsman inheritance from here? Could it be that I am no longer his opponent? Are you afraid?" Xia Shengtang sarcastically said, "I I'm not afraid at all, because... I don't think I have an opponent."

Fang Hui's heart sank.

What Xia Shengtang said was a blow to him.

If you don't think about it, maybe it's nothing.

But once you think about it, you will plant demons in yourself.

Own……

Is this afraid?

wrong.

Not such logic.

What's wrong with niping danger in the bud?

"Yue Xincheng." Xia Shengtang said suddenly.

"ah?"

"Go and try."

"Eh..." Yue Xincheng hesitated.

Xia Shengtang was furious, and turned to stare at him: "What are you afraid of? Don't you have any confidence in yourself?"

Yue Xincheng took a deep breath and walked towards the bronze gate.

Fang Hui had no expression on his face, just waiting to see the good show.

Even he couldn't get in.

He didn't believe it.

Can an immortal cultivator who can only enter the realm with energy outside?

Pooh!

Yue Xincheng, who was standing in front of the bronze gate, took a deep breath. He turned to look at Xia Shengtang, who coughed.

"Don't forget, you're a genius."

"..."

Yue Xincheng dislikes Xia Shengtang very much, because he likes to pour chicken soup for him when he is free.

He turned his face and stared at the copper door in front of him. Just as he put his palm on it, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his palm.

"Huh? Thirty-three martial arteries? Not bad..."

"squeak"

The copper door opened slowly.

A golden light shone on Yue Xincheng's body.

As the Holy Light descends.

Fang Hui's eyes were about to burst.

"You...why?!"

On his body, murderous intent began to skyrocket.

A hand suddenly rested on his shoulder.

"You arrived first, but couldn't get in. He arrived later, but he was able to get in. Are you angry?"

Fang Hui looked at Xia Shengtang's annoying face, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"So, you deserve to die too." Xia Shengtang's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he punched him...

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