Chapter 172 (1/2)
Chapter 172: Re-Yun disciples who’d departed once again gathered at the Thousand Cliff Although they didn’t know there had already beenwasn’t quite right and were all feeling quite uneasy When they saw that Fang Xing and Xiao Jian to continue their battle to decide ould win the tournament, even those ere disinterested caot scared and ran away, yet noants to continue?”
”What just happened anyway? Does the boy have so on co suicide? I re the ene aere happy, while others orried
”Why does he have to duel shi+xiong Xiao? Is he not scared…?” Qin Xing’er’s tears started to roll down her face as she watched from beneath the Thousand Cliff Liu Heihu was beside her and tried to soothe her, ”He uaranteed he’ll lose!”
In a location even farther away, those who held grudges against Fang Xing—such as Feng Qingwei, Murong Ying, Meng Xuanzhao, and Ye Tianlong—couldn’t hide the looks of excitelanced up towards the stage above
”What a pity I can’t kill this boy withXiao kill him will still help us vent”
”What a pity This boy is still not bad, but he’s seeking his own death; with this, he’s doomed to never reach his potential”
Atop the spectators’ platform, Elder Qin’nyao was also cal won’t be as soft as Linyun!”
Xiao Shanhe knew she held a grudge against Fang Xing ever since the boy had cursed at her in public ”shi+er for you,” he laughed
Whether friend or stranger to Fang Xing, whether elder or disciple, nobody had ’s victory Ever since he’d returned to the sect, it becareater than what it should have been at his current cultivation level—but his perfor the recent tournament h either throwing h he et to the final round, others were still not convinced he was legitih esteem for him believed he had some sort of secret abilities he hadn’t showed yet Those who looked down on him felt that for him to even come this far was all thanks to his luck and sneaky tactics… and who could forget the h esteem for him or looked down on hi Xiao Jian-Yun Sect for nearly ten years and had always been considered the peak existence a disciples Even the sile ray of the spotlight, to say nothing of Fang Xing
Xiao Jian on to his iron sword His eyes glistened as he declared with a deep voice, ”Brat, I rarely hate so coldly sht?”
Xiao Jian was surprised, but he slowly nodded after a short -Yun Sect, no has shown such rudeness to me and continued to live as freely as you have I really despise you, and not a oes by that I don’t want to kill you Fortunately, the day I have been waiting for has finally arrived…”
Aas he spoke, but Fang Xing wasn’t afraid at all and tilted his head up towards Xiao Jian to say!”
A cold s’s lips as he calmly replied, ”Then speak up This is perhaps your final chance to do so…”
Fang Xing s, your uncle islook flashed across Xiao Jian with his surprise With a tzin sound, he drew half of his iron sword fro suddenly leapt backwards and placed both of his hands on his waist ”Coood! Why don’t you come and kill me?” he yelled
”Brat, even with your death so near you still keep running your er immediately flared The iron sas drawn completely from its scabbard and transfor When it ca often felt his patience was lacking
”Qing-Yun Sword: Protective Frost…” Xiao Jian’s voice was cold and soleht shi+ned and a thin layer of frost grew on the sword’s body As the sas thrust forward, the area within a thirty-foot radius was locked down by frost that slowed down thearound it, with only the sword itself allowed to h the air seemed slow to the eye, but its actual speed was extreh the sword had only barely moved, in fact the blade was already only a few inches away fro’s expression also becaers splayed out and the Saber of Azure Dragon appeared in his hand He tilted the saber and its energy quickly began to grow, until its blue on and coiled around Fang Xing’s body Around the dragon were golden flames that were extre effect of the frost