The hundreds of dust threads in his hand seemed to be given life, and after they shot out, each one pointed to an acupuncture point in Qingxu and Wen Xiangrong's bodies, and the speed was more than twice as fast.

Qingxu and Wen Xiangrong have experienced several battles in succession, and their true yuan and physical strength have been almost depleted, and they have not had time to recover from pranayama, and they are already at the end of their strong crossbows.

And the two of them couldn't play a stunt like Fang Bai's "Dragon Interceptor", seeing a white rain curtain enveloping them, although the two couldn't help but be shocked.

Despite their best efforts to dodge, each of them was stabbed in dust, looking like two large white-haired hedgehogs.

Fang Bai recognized the acupuncture points accurately, and the number of silver needles pierced on Qingxu and Wen Xiangrong's bodies was as many as dozens of each, and each of them sealed an acupuncture point on the two of them.

Qingxu and Wen Xiangrong only felt that their bodies were numb in an instant, they lost consciousness, they were unsteady on their feet, and they fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Fang Bai didn't kill him, otherwise as long as those dust threads pierced a little deeper, they would have lost their breath and died on the spot.

Despite this, the two dignified Xuan-level martial artists, except for their facial features are still normal, their bodies can't move at all, and they are almost like a wasted person.

At this time, even an ordinary person who is powerless can easily kill them.

Fang Bai glanced at Wen Xiangrong and Qingxu, and didn't pay any attention to them, but beckoned to the ghost hand and motioned for him to come over.

"What do you have to say?"

Seeing that Fang Bai had solved dozens of Yanyulou and Qingchengguan disciples in a moment, his strength was stronger than that white ape, and he had long been in awe, and when he saw him summoning, he had no choice but to walk over and ask with his fists clenched.

Although Fang Bai was wearing a mask, the ghost hand couldn't tell his real age, but in the world of martial arts, the master comes first, no matter how old Fang Bai is, it is always right for him to call a senior.

Although Fang Bai's apparent age was only about twenty years old, which was a little younger than the ghost hand, his mental age was already tens of thousands of years old, so he didn't feel awkward at all when he was called "senior" by the ghost hand.

"You go and bring the six heaven-level martial arts relics. ”

Fang Bai pointed to the six treasures scattered on the ground in the distance, and said to the ghost hand.

The ghost hand didn't say a word, he immediately ran over, carefully put away the six heaven-level martial artist treasures, and brought them back to Fang Bai.

"I've taken these three things. The dagger and the two exercises, I will count my words and give them to you. ”

Fang Bai put away the two jade bottles containing the "Ju Yuan Dan" and the wooden box containing the ten red yuan stones, and then waved his hand.

After finishing speaking, Fang Bai ignored the stunned ghost hand, turned around and floated away.

He was so fast that he left the valley in the blink of an eye and disappeared into the mountains.

To Fang Bai, what happened in the valley was only a trivial matter, and the disciples of the Four Great Sects were just fleeting passers-by in his cultivation career, and he didn't want to or want to have too much intersection with the other party.

The ghost hand looked at Fang Bai's departing back blankly, and it took a long time to react.

He never imagined that his previous little kindness had been rewarded so hugely, and looking at the three treasures in his hand, he felt as if he was in a dream.

"Senior Brother Liu, come over and pinch me!

After a while, the ghost hand turned his head and said to a Ten Thousand Medicine Valley disciple who walked to his side.

The disciple of the Ten Thousand Medicine Valley surnamed Liu reached out and pinched him hard.

Ouch -

The ghost hand screamed, and tears of pain were about to flow out.

"It's not a dream, it's real!"

The ghost hand was overjoyed, raised the dagger and the two exercises in his hand, and said to the dozen or so disciples of the Ten Thousand Medicine Valley who were around him: "We didn't run in vain this time, we got three treasures, and after returning to the Ten Thousand Medicine Valley, we will definitely get the reward of the valley master!"

After a pause, he said, "Without further ado, let's leave immediately and return to the Valley of Ten Thousand Medicines." ”

More than a dozen disciples of the Ten Thousand Medicine Valley answered, hugged the ghost hands, and walked out of the valley happily.

As for the dozens of Qingchengguan and Yanyulou disciples who were knocked unconscious by Fang Bai, as well as Wen Xiangrong and Qingxu, who couldn't move, Ghost Hand and the others didn't pay attention to them.

This is a deep mountain, and at night, there will be wild beasts, and whether these people in the valley will survive or not is up to fate.

…………

The torrential rain, like the water of the Tianhe River, suddenly enveloped Yanjing City, which has a population of tens of millions.

For a time, the streets and alleys of Yanjing were almost extinct, and vehicles were scarce.

At this time, Fang Bai was holding a small black umbrella that he carried with him, braving the wind and rain, and walking on a national highway outside Yanjing City.

Such a violent rain, such a strong wind, did not have any impact on Fang Bai, and he didn't even splash a drop of rain all over his body.

After leaving Fuhu Mountain, the road to Yanjing is basically a plain of Pingchuan.

Fang Bai went to a lot of places, but he didn't find any available cultivation resources, and seeing that there was not much time, he no longer stopped walking, but flew all the way to the vicinity of Yanjing.

As for the "Ju Yuan Dan" and ten red yuan stones obtained in Fuhu Mountain, Fang Bai was ready to settle down in Yanjing, and then find a secluded and uninhabited place to take them out to cultivate.

Two bottles of a total of ten "Juyuan Pills", plus ten red yuan stones, with the assistance of these cultivation resources, coupled with his own cultivation, Fang Bai believed that his strength could improve by a small realm in a short period of time.

Due to the heavy wind and rain, there are no pedestrians on the national highway at all, and it takes a long time to see vehicles speeding by.

As long as there was no one, the speed under Fang Bai's feet would suddenly increase and fly for a while.

When a vehicle drove by, Fang Bai's pace would slow down again, like a pedestrian in a hurry.

When he walked to the middle of a stone bridge hundreds of meters long, Fang Bai's pace slowed down again, and he raised his eyes and glanced at the trees on both sides of the road on the other side of the stone bridge in front of him.

"It's murderous!"

Fang Bai frowned slightly, and muttered in a low voice.

Di Di -

At that moment, a rush of car horns sounded behind him.

Fang Bai's footsteps crossed diagonally and flashed to the side of the road.

When I turned my head to look, I saw four black cars, all of them, clustered around a silver bulletproof car in the middle, passing through the heavy rain curtain and heading towards the other side of the stone bridge.

Fang Bai's eyesight was excellent, and when the convoy passed by, he saw four people sitting inside through the gap in the window of the silver bulletproof car.

The two people in the front row are both dressed in black suits and standard bodyguard dress, one serves as the driver and the other sits in the passenger seat.

The two people in the back row, one is an old man in a red Tang suit, and the other is a girl with a double ponytail.

The old man in Tang costume looks like he is in his seventies, and the girl with a double ponytail doesn't seem to be very old, only thirteen or fourteen years old.

"The men in ambush in the woods ahead, the target should be this convoy. ”

Fang Bai looked at the convoy speeding by, holding the black umbrella in his hand and continuing to move forward, his pace slowing even slower.