The people who were going to have their brains out of the equation never moved again.

They looked at Fang Mo, as if they had seen monsters.

"You, why are you alive again?"

The guy with the axe, after struggling for a long time, was able to speak because of his strength, and the first time he spoke, he looked at Fang Mo, his eyes were full of shock.

"Why can't I live?"

Fang Mo smiled, smiling very happily: "Do you know?

That is, if I can progress, maybe I will be able to achieve a different resurrection.

Of course, there are limits to this resurrection. ”

One by one, people's eyes widened, waiting for Fang Mo to say the answer.

Fang Mo smiled and said, "I know what you are all thinking, it's just that you just want to know from me how to resurrect."

But how could I possibly tell you?

I'm blind!"

Fang Mo laughed very wildly, and when the others were about to run, he suddenly grabbed the hilt of the sword, and those who originally wanted to run immediately seemed to be frozen.

At this moment, his spirit and spirit are above the peak, and within three or four miles around, as long as the strength is not as good as his, while he controls this sword, he will immediately fall into sluggishness.

This is also the reason why Fang Mo's sword technique is terrifying.

Of course, this terrifying sword technique is very terrifying, and he can only use it.

For there is no possibility of resurrection for others.

Either it can only be used as a deterrent, or it can only be handed over to the dead.

But the key is that those stupid people in Heavenly Demon City don't know at all that if you want to learn this kind of swordsmanship, you need a certain amount of talent.

And Fang Mo just lacks nothing.

Whether it's talent, or resurrection, or everything.

He is something that no one else in this world has.

Of course, maybe someone else will, but obviously, he hasn't seen him yet.

So when he started to grab the sword, the others immediately fell into a gaping stare at him.

If there was anything they regretted the most at this moment, it was why they hadn't cut off Fang Mo's head earlier.

If they had known it was going to happen, they would have done it.

Even if you give everything, you will definitely do it.

Because this guy's resurrection means that their way of life may have been cut off.

No, it can't be said that it is possible, but it has been cut off.

Because Fang Mo was not ready to let any of them go.

Looking at the guy with a big axe in front of him, he smiled, patted the other party's face and said, "The strength is good, are you interested in being my dog?"

"Phew!"

The man with the big axe directly answered Fang Mo with a mouthful of saliva.

Fortunately, Fang Mo dodged in time, otherwise he would inevitably be spit on his face with this blow.

He shook his head and said lightly: "Don't you want to? Then I'm sorry, the only way out for you now should be death."

No, it should be said, it should have been death.

Your eye on me may be the thing you should regret the most in your life, maybe ......"

Poof!

The big axe was still thinking about what Fang Mo wanted to say, he had already swung his sword over, and at the same time, a voice came intermittently before he died.

"Why should I tell you?"

Fang Mo is a very interesting person.

Especially when he has already grasped the initiative, it is even more interesting, and he walked towards those guys who are not bad step by step. Write a book

Then, asked, "When my dog?"

There was no answer, and Fang Mo did not hesitate, and directly gave a punch.

Burst.

The head was like a broken watermelon, directly shattered to the ground.

By the way, it also fell on the faces of several girls.

However, Fang Mo didn't pity Xiangyu, for him, these guys were not so honest in the first place, and there was really no need to do anything.

For him, the most important thing to do at the moment is actually to directly control the whole situation.

Only in this way can these guys know what is the most terrible thing in this world.

Not strength, not pain.

It's death.

He can be resurrected, but no one else can have this ability, so once he dies, no one can get back up again.

It's a pity that Fang Mo is not ready to give too many people a chance, and when he saw a person who actually lowered his head directly and prepared to be a dog for him, he did not hesitate, and smashed it out with another punch.

Burst.

The human head is shattered.

The man left this world with confusion.

Even the soul didn't escape, after all, Fang Mo's Heavenly Killing Fist was something that touched the rules, and it wasn't something that could be stopped casually at all.

He walked on, a smile on his face.

Then, after taking a step further, he smiled at the man and said, "Now, what are you going to do?"

This guy, he can see, is a tough guy, and he has no intention of taking refuge in him at all.

This kind of person is the most comfortable.

Because Fang Mo will only go to find tough guys to take refuge in himself, those soft eggs, he will definitely not hesitate, just kill them directly.

The man's answer was also very simple.

Just one word.

Get lost.

"Good, very good, I admire you, but you're going to die too. ”

Fang Mo smashed out with another punch.

One step at a time, ten steps and twenty heads, and after a hundred steps, the entire ground itself was already full of blood, but now it became a little more terrifying.

Everyone knew that Fang Mo was a demon and would not give anyone a chance at all.

Now they don't want to take refuge anymore.

In everyone's heart, there is probably only one thought, that is, to do everything possible to make yourself stronger, and the stronger you are, the more comfortable you are.

Only by breaking away can they survive.

At this moment, people can only pray in their hearts, hoping that they can run out.

When they saw Fang Mo weak, they were almost crazy with joy in their hearts, because it meant that they were one step closer to the opportunity.

And, a big step.

However, at this time, Fang Mo made an act that confused them.

He drew his sword, and with a thud, swung it in front of him full of people.

In an instant, the heads fell to the ground one by one.

No one can escape.

All of them died.

Only Fang Mo was still standing.

Although, his state is also very bad, and there is not much difference from before, but he doesn't care at all.

"Next time, using heavenly magic, you can recover quickly, and then let these guys know what is the most terrifying. ”