The fifth day of July.
The sky outside Fangshi was dark and rainy.
Qishaotai is located at the northern end of Fang City and is built on a rocky rock.
The lake water was stirred up by the strong winds, and huge waves hit these rocks and reefs from time to time, making a roaring and rumbling sound, which was terrifying.
The Seven Killing Platform is three feet high and is made of a hard boulder that an elder from the Yinluo Sect found somewhere.
Outside the stage, there is an octagonal pavilion on the edge of the Rock Island, facing the Seven Kills Stage. You can clearly see everything on the stage.
At this moment, a middle-aged man with high cheekbones and a wide chin stood in the pavilion. He was the outer disciple of the Yinluo Sect who was responsible for hosting the gambling battle.
There were no onlookers at this gambling fight.
In the drizzle of light rain, a young Taoist priest wearing black robes stepped on the mysterious light and floated in from the wind and rain outside the island.
He is quite tall, his eyebrows are flying into his temples, and his eyes are piercing, giving people the feeling of an eagle watching a wolf.
The black-robed Taoist walked to the octagonal pavilion, cupped his hands and said, "I have been waiting for a long time, my fellow Taoist."
The middle-aged man in the pavilion nodded slightly, hummed expressionlessly, and said: "Your junior brother is not here yet, please wait a moment."
The black-robed Taoist smiled calmly, took out a jade pendant, held it up gently, and the jade pendant floated up and flew towards the monk surnamed Yu.
"Fellow Taoist Yu, this is the winnings from Fang's gambling battle. Please keep it safe first," the black-robed Taoist said.
The monk surnamed Yu stretched out his hand, took the jade pendant, and said: "After you two decide the winner, I will give this to the winner."
"Thank you!"
The black-robed Taoist turned around, floated up, and came to the Seven Kills Stage.
Not long ago.
A man walked out from under the archway at the north gate of Fangshi and headed straight for Luanshiji.
He was wearing a wide robe and long sleeves, with a tall and straight figure, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and there was a hint of melancholy on his handsome cheeks.
It was Fang Cheng who came for the appointment.
He walked to the Octagonal Pavilion, cupped his hands and said apologetically: "Senior Brother Yu, I kept you waiting for a long time."
The monk surnamed Yu glanced at him and said lightly: "Since we are here, let's get started!"
Fang Cheng took out a jade slip from his storage bag, handed it over and said, "This is the prize for the gambling here."
The monk surnamed Yu took it, put it together with the jade pendant, and said loudly: "Fang Hen, Fang Cheng, today I will preside over the gambling battle between you two. No matter what the outcome of this battle is, all the past grudges will be wiped out. Can anyone hear me clearly?"
The black-robed Taoist and Fang Cheng nodded.
The monk surnamed Yu continued: "When competing on the Seven Kills stage, there will inevitably be injuries. However, if one party admits defeat, the other party must stop, otherwise I will forcefully intervene. I hope you two won't blame me at that time."
This is the rule of the Seven Kills Platform, and Fang Cheng has long known it.
Afterwards, the monk named Yu stopped talking.
Fang Cheng flew up to the Seven Killing Platform and stood facing his senior brother Fang Hen. The two looked at each other and saw resentment in each other's eyes.
The difference is that Fang Cheng is pretending, while Fang Hen is "revealing his true feelings."
Fang Hen's previous name was Fang Zhen, which was also given by his master, but he later changed his name.
"Junior brother, do you know what I regret most in my life?"
Fang Hen looked Fang Cheng up and down, a smile appeared on his face, and he asked casually.
Fang Cheng shook his head and said solemnly: "I don't know."
Fang Hen's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said coldly: "Brother, what I regret most in this life is that I shouldn't have saved your life when you were thirteen."
Fang Cheng was silent.
Fang Hen did save the life of the original owner when he was a child, but now the two of them have become a life-and-death situation... Fang Cheng is not the original owner, so naturally he will not be affected by his words.
Fang Hen continued: "Master, he has always been partial. I have nothing to say, but you...should not interrupt my path!"
Two years ago, he had known that his master intended to pass on the mantle to Fang Cheng, so he discussed with his junior brother that after the master passed away, the two of them would share the inheritance.
However, it was rejected by the original owner.
In a rage, he killed his master to seize the treasure. He wanted to kill his junior brother as well, but unexpectedly he escaped to Yinluo Sect.
In the past two years, he had repeatedly looked for opportunities to make a move, but all failed. In the end, he had to "force" Fang Cheng to come to the Seven Kills Terrace to settle his grudges.
In that piece of inherited jade pendant, there is the inheritance of Gu Dao from two masters, Fang Rushan.
Fang Cheng said in a deep voice: "There is no need to mention the past."
"Yes, no need to mention it again! Today, as my brother, I will let you see who is his true successor!"
Fang Hen pulled off his black robe, revealing his upper body covered with scars. He saw more than thirty red Gu worms adhering to his body, forming a strange symbol.
Fire Gu.
boom!
Fang Hen's body suddenly burst into red and black flames, and when the rain falling from the sky was a few feet away from him, it evaporated into gray-white mist.
He stood in the firelight, his energy rising steadily, reaching the fourth level of induction!
The original owner didn't know that his senior brother had broken through the middle stage of induction a month ago, and had even planned to secretly hurt his soul.
It's almost a guaranteed win.
But Fang Hen never imagined that his junior brother was no longer the same junior brother as before.
Fang Hen had a playful look on his face, and with a flick of his finger, a beam of fire flew out, and in an instant it turned into a blazing fireball, hitting Fang Cheng's head.
At the same time, Fang Hen recited the incantation silently.
Fang Cheng was about to take action when he suddenly felt a slight sting in his soul. Looking at Fang Hen again, he suddenly understood.
I am afraid that my ability to cross this world has something to do with Fang Hen...
The stinging sensation went away as quickly as it came.
Fang Cheng didn't think much and hurriedly dodged to avoid the fireball attack. Then he raised his hand and the sword light flew out, slashing straight at Fang Hen.
Fang Hen raised his finger, and a fiery snake flew out and wrapped around the sword light.
He saw that Fang Cheng's flying sword was only a first-level low-grade sword and posed no threat to him. As long as he entangled the sword's light, he could turn it into molten iron without even a cup of tea.
At this moment, the sword light suddenly changed. During the agile turning moment, it flashed past the entanglement of the fiery snake, and then suddenly rolled towards Fang Hen's neck.
Fang Hen's expression changed slightly, he reached out to the storage bag at his waist and took out a talisman.
Then there was a flash of golden light on his body, like a golden bell turned upside down, protecting him inside.
Zheng!
The sound of flying swords flying through the rain curtain dissipated over the vast Shenyuan Daze.
The monk surnamed Yu who was watching the battle from a distance had his eyes flashing and there was no expression on his face.
The sword light slashed repeatedly, leaving brilliant marks on the golden bell, but it still failed to break it.
A first-level mid-grade talisman!
"It's because I underestimated you..."
Fang Hen's face was solemn, and he made seals with his hands. The fire on his body became more intense, and then eight more fire snakes as thick as arms flew out and rushed towards Fang Cheng together with the previous one.
If a monk in the early stage of ordinary induction is surrounded by this fire snake, the protective spiritual light may not last for a moment and will be destroyed.
Fang Cheng stretched out his hand to call back the flying sword. The sword light flashed continuously, faster than lightning. It flew around him several times and cut off all nine fire snakes in one breath.
When the fire snake's idea was shattered, it turned into ordinary flames and spread out, like fireworks, exploding instantly.
At this moment, Fang Hen had two doubts in his mind:
First, why is Fangcheng’s soul fine?
Second, why is Fang Cheng's swordsmanship so good?
"Senior Brother, let's take a look at Junior Brother's Gu technique!"
Fang Cheng didn't give Fang Hen a chance to continue his attack. He just pointed a finger and a bit of golden light flew out and instantly fell on the golden bell in front of Fang Hen.
Diamond Gu.
The flying sword cannot break this talisman, but the Vajra Gu can just restrain this talisman!
I saw the little Gu worm extending its ferocious mouthparts and swallowing a hole in the golden bell's light in the blink of an eye.
next moment.
The Vajra Gu was like a bullet coming out of the barrel, heading straight for Fang Hen's neck.
