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There were several rings in his ears, and it wasn't until warm blood splashed on his face that Fang Yan came to his senses. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When I looked closely, there were still the shadows of those crows, all of which were cut into several pieces and scattered on the ground, and the blood flowed all over the ground, staining the red loess.

"This ...... I killed all of this?" Fang Yan was stunned again, and after looking around, he had to look at the spirit sword in his hand: "Is there really some mystery in this sword?"

As he spoke, his eyes couldn't help but glow, this sword was just exchanged for two spirit stones in the imitation market, could it be true that he picked up the treasure?

And at this time, several demon cultivators from the rear chased after him.

Fang Yan's heart tightened, but he forcibly stopped the pace of escaping, looked at the spirit sword in his hand that was damaged, and immediately gritted his teeth and said: "You can't escape left and right, why don't you gamble!"

When the words fell, Fang Yan used his spiritual power, shouted loudly, and slashed the sword to the demon cultivator behind, not daring to really get close, so he passed the sword in the air.

At this time, those demon cultivators also approached, and when they saw the demon corpses in that place, they trembled, and the secret path was not good, but when they wanted to retreat, another terrifying force approached, imprisoning them one by one.

At this time, the spirit sword of the dialect also flew to the front, showing its brilliance, and in a flash, it actually stabbed out countless sword blades, and with a few snorts, without any hindrance, they were destroyed one by one, showing their original form, and turning into dead corpses in a place.

Fang Yan was dumbfounded, thinking it was an illusion, and after biting the tip of his tongue fiercely, a spirit jumped up, and shouted with bright eyes: "Fairy sword!"

At the same time, he raised his hand and made a move, and he couldn't wait to recall the flying sword, touched it in his hand, and sighed: "I didn't expect my dialect to have this kind of anti-heaven opportunity!"

"Hmph, dare to come and rob the master's things, this is the consequence!" Fang Yan snorted coldly, as if he felt a little puzzled, walked up to a Yin Crow corpse, and poked it with a flying sword.

Grinding his teeth, he said: "Today's dinner is you, let the master make up for it!"

Secretly, Su Jiu couldn't help but smile, and then said loudly: "This one has only built a foundation for cultivation, and it can't make up much if you eat it." ”

The words were ethereal, as if they were coming from all directions.

Fang Yan was suddenly startled, hurriedly jumped away, looked around with great vigilance, and shouted with a sword: "Who is secretly pretending to be a ghost? Don't get out yet!"

"I didn't expect you to be like that. Su Jiu smiled again, walked out of the void, and appeared under a tree not far in front of Fang Yan.

Bang dang -

Looking at the woman who walked out of the void, Fang Yan's palm loosened, and he didn't realize that the spirit sword had fallen, so he was stunned in place.

After a long time, Fang Yan gradually came back to his senses, his eyes were red unconsciously, and with a sense of caution, he said in a dumb voice: "Master, Master?"

The voice trembled and was full of anticipation.

Su Jiu's heart suddenly flooded with an emotion that had never appeared before, feeling a little blocked, but more guilty, she could have come to find them earlier.

"It's me. Su Jiu chuckled, took a step, appeared in front of Fang Yan, and sighed: "It's too late for the teacher." ”

Fang Yan's body trembled, and at this moment, he instantly understood, where is that sword, what kind of fairy sword? It must be the master who is secretly helping.

Fang Yan opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say except for a master.

Su Jiu sighed secretly in his heart, and then with a flick of his sleeves, he rolled up the dialect and flew towards the direction where the dialect had escaped.

"There is a Jindan Dacheng there, although it is a little older, but it is also a good pot of tonic if it is boiled well. ”

Before the words could fall, the two returned to the place where the dialect had been surrounded before.

Here, the old man still maintained his original movements, and several demon cultivators were anxiously turning around, looking for a way to crack it.

At this moment, as soon as he saw the two of them coming, he immediately became vigilant.

"It's you?!" After seeing the dialect, someone's face suddenly turned hideous, and when he wanted to shout, he was shocked to find that a force appeared silently and imprisoned him.

Not only him, but the rest of the demon cultivators were the same, all looking at Su Jiu, revealing frightened expressions.

Fang Yan also saw the clue, looked at Su Jiu, and saw Su Jiu's wrist flip and hand over a spirit sword.

Although there were no words, the dialect understood what Su Jiu meant, and after his eyes were fierce, he took Su Jiu's spirit sword, step by step, like a god of death, and walked towards the last few demon cultivators.

Completely ignoring their frightened eyes begging for mercy, Fang Yan had resentment in his eyes, his sword fell in his hand, and after a few snorts, blood splattered, and one corpse after another fell to the end, showing his original form, completely losing his life.

Even the old man was not spared, but his vitality was tenacious, and several swords fell, showing his original form, and he died of anger.

Fang Yan was completely relaxed at this time, and looked around in disbelief before looking at Su Jiu again.

Su Jiu smiled, stepped forward and put the demon corpse of the old yin crow into the storage bag, said to the other party to go, and took him into the air again and returned the same way.

It didn't take long for the two of them to return to the city, and a flash appeared in the private room of Wanhua Pavilion.

"Dialect?!" Wen Qi stood up from his chair and rushed to Fang Yan in a few steps, his face full of excitement.

"Wen Qi?" Fang Yan was also stunned, and after reacting, he saw that Wen Qi was fine, and the heart that had been mentioned in his heart was put down.

But Wen Qi's already pale face turned a little whiter, and he was extremely worried when he looked at the blood stains on Fang Yan's body.

The half-hundred-haired old man was also in the private room, and he hurriedly got up at this moment, seeing that the relationship between the dialect and Su Jiu was not shallow, so he waved his hand and asked people to bring several bottles of healing pills, all of which were not ordinary.

Su Jiu's eyes crossed a touch of coldness, but it was fleeting, and he didn't push back, so he directly selected a few bottles of pills and handed them to Fang Yan, asking Fang Yan to accept them.

After Fang Yan thanked him, he explained to Wen Qi, but Su Jiu looked at the old man and said with a smile: "It seems that this Wanhua Pavilion has a lot of good treasures, and it is actually an elder from the late Yuan Infant to come to the town. ”

In the late Yuan Infant period, in the Haoran Sect, it was either the elder of the inner gate, or the head of the inner peak.

The old man immediately smiled and said modestly: "The seniors said that they were laughing, I was just ordered to come here to solve some trivial matters, and I happened to meet the arrival of the seniors, how could I not come to greet them?"

At this moment, he was sure that the extremely young-looking woman in front of him must be ...... Heaven!

"Oh, solve some small things?" Su Jiu sat on a chair, took the spiritual tea served by the little servant, and looked at the old man with interest.

The old man's heart suddenly froze, his mind turned quickly, and then he sighed: "The disciples of my sect's branch were murdered by someone in this city, and the sect attached great importance to it when they learned about it, so they asked me to come here to take a look." ”

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