"Boy, I'm in a good mood today, for the sake of you sending me the spirit sword. As long as you obediently come and kneel, and offer the medium-grade spirit sword in your hand, as well as the storage bag, I will spare your life." After listening to Qian Er's words, the goatee looked at Fang Yi disdainfully and spoke.

"Yes, you come over and kowtow a few times. When the boss who serves us is happy, he will spare your life." Standing next to the goatee, Qian Erhu is a fake tiger.

Looking at this group of people coldly, Fang Yi tightened the sword in his hand. Before the change, he was not afraid. But if you really run into such a group of people.

Seven or eight fifth-layer Qi refining cultivators, as well as the sixth-layer goatee of Qi refining at the head.

He can only fight and retreat, and not fight these people.

Now, though, things are a little different. After absorbing two thousand low-grade spirit petrified spiritual liquids, although his cultivation was not advanced. But the real combat power is much stronger than before.

It can be said that now with his own combat strength, he is facing the group of people opposite. You don't need to retreat, just face it head-on. This problem can be solved.

"What are you, why should I hand over the spirit sword and storage bag to you. Looking at the goatee and Qian Er, Fang Yi replied without the slightest fear.

The smug face was stunned when he heard Fang Yi's words. The goatee's complexion couldn't help but change.

A little Qi refining fourth-layer cultivator also dared to disobey him. In Fushan City, how many fourth-layer Qi refining cultivators patted him on the back and groveled, but he didn't care about it.

Although he had heard Qian Er talk about Fang Yi's record before, he had his own judgment on this record in his heart.

Qian Er likes to exaggerate the facts, not mentioning them for the time being, it is Fang Yi. Although it is a little special, it can be controlled by the fourth-level cultivation of qi refining as a medium-grade spiritual weapon.

But come to think of it, the so-called control. It's just a simple and superficial use of a medium-grade spiritual weapon.

This is indeed enough to deal with fourth-level Qi refining cultivators like Chen Zhuang and Qian Er. But in the face of them, it will be different.

Not to mention that he killed Chen Zhuang like a dog, even any fifth-level Qi refining cultivator under him could defeat Chen Zhuang at will.

"Hmph, we're something. Our Qingcheng Gang is also a two-part force in Fushan City. If you take your stuff now, it's giving you face." His face sank, and his goatee spoke.

"Since you don't want to give in, hehe, I'll let you taste the strength of my Qingcheng Gang. Don't think that if you can kill Chen Zhuang's waste, you can compete with us. Later, I will abolish your cultivation and let you taste the fate of disobeying me." Seeing this Fang Yi, his face changed and his goatee continued.

With a slight swing of his palm, Goatee gestured to his subordinates behind him.

"Whew, shmmm, smh".

Seeing the goatee, there were several Qi Refining Fifth Layer cultivators behind him. With a move in his body, he rushed out of the team directly, surrounding Fang Yi in the middle.

"Boy, don't think that you can simply use the lower grade spirit weapon to compete with us. Today, we will let you understand the cultivation realm, what is the respect of the strong. What is the fate of those who disobey the strong". Surrounding Fang Yi, one person sneered.

"Boss, aren't you going to make a move?" Seeing that there were only a few Qi Refining Fifth Layer cultivators facing Fang Yi, Qian Er said with some concern.

Goatee didn't know Fang Yi's strength, but he had experienced it firsthand! Although he also understood that he and Chen Zhuang were too weak, but faintly, he always felt that these people were not enough for Fang Yi to fight.

"It's okay, he's a fourth-level Qi refining cultivator. Although it is somewhat unique, it can use a little bit of a medium-grade spiritual weapon. He could deal with one or two fifth-level Qi refining cultivators like this. But against seven or eight of my men. Hehe, that's far from it," Goatee said triumphantly.

The heat wave began to disperse in all directions, with Fang Yi as the center. In the case of Fang Yi's fiery red spirit sword, infusing spiritual energy.

In an instant, a raging sea of fire was generated around Fang Yi. It was as if the entire crater appeared next to Fang Yi, and at this moment, red sparks appeared. kept blooming and withering beside Fang Yi.

"Strange tricks" saw this goatee with a look of disdain.

Dense ice needles, sharp and thick stone pillars, and blazing fireballs. ，。 At the moment before Fang Yi made a move, everyone came towards Fang Yi.

Engrossed in injecting more spiritual energy into the spirit sword, seeing these spells coming, Fang Yi didn't move. It was as if these things didn't exist in his eyes

"Hmph, I thought it was amazing. So frightened, it seems that he doesn't even have a chance to beg for mercy. Seeing that Fang Yi was unmoved, the goatee looked contemptuous.

"Huh".

Fang Yi, who was concentrating on the spirit sword in his hand, finally moved. At the moment when the spirit sword was shining brightly, at the moment when all kinds of spells were about to fall on him. Fang Yiru's sudden shot of spiritual arrows left a Dao phantom in place.

The fiery red spirit sword swallowed, and the spirit sword in his hand cut through the air and swung quickly. A three-foot-long sword ray, abruptly, was generated at the tip of this spirit sword.

The red flame flowers floated away, and the three-foot-long sword light kept shining. With this swing, the spirit sword in Fang Yi's hand was like the scythe of the invisible god of death. The next moment, he appeared in front of a monk who was besieging him.

"Phew"

Red blood splattered Lao Gao, and the monk cried out. The next moment, he died under the spirit sword that suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The castration was unabated, and after killing the monk with a sword. The spirit sword in Fang Yi's hand carried the sword light and the flower of fire, and kept slashing through the air.

"Smack".

The next monk only came and stopped the spirit weapon in front of him, but even so, it still had no effect. With only a slight pause, the sword in Fang Yi's hand cut off his spiritual weapon and slashed through his neck.

"Whew".

After killing the monk, Fang Yi did not stop. The blood-burning spirit sword in his hand directly raised a thick flame.

Two more monks raised their spiritual weapons. However, compared to the two people who were directly killed by Fang Yi with a sword in front of them, these two people just happened to be in time to lay a few defenses in front of them.

"Smack, smack".

The defense that flashed in front of the two of them only shone a few times. After a few breaths, it was broken by the spirit sword in Fang Yi's hand. The two died directly under Fang Yi's sword.

The next few people who besieged Fang Yi were already stunned. Under the slight obstruction of the previous people, several people staggered back to the goatee with horror on their faces.

"How, how is it possible. How could the cultivation of the fourth layer of Qi refining be so powerful." Seeing that Fang Yi had killed several Qi Refining Level 5 cultivators under him with a single sword in a very short period of time.

The goatee, who had no time to rescue, turned pale, looked at Fang Yi, and muttered in fear.

Dressed in plain clothes, he holds a blood-dripping spirit sword. Although there was not a trace of blood on his clothes, there was a terrifying killing aura all over his body.

Step by step, Fang Yi has already shot. Carrying this spirit sword, he slowly walked towards the goatee.

His legs trembled, and his whole body trembled. Looking at the fluttering clothes, there was not a trace of blood, but it looked like a peerless god-killing Fang Yi, and the goatee was shocked.

"I, what kind of pervert did I~ provoke. Seeing Fang Yi walking towards him step by step, the goatee had a bitter face on his face, and his heart was even more bitter.

If this is the case, he shouldn't have listened to Qian Er's words. Ambush here to seize Fang Yi's spirit sword.

Gritted his teeth and glanced at Qian Er, at this moment, if it weren't for Fang Yi, he was still walking towards him. He really wanted to beat Qian Er, the "trouble spirit" who brought him trouble.

Now, he didn't dare anymore, he only regarded Fang Yi as one. You can simply use a medium-grade spiritual weapon, and you are a fourth-layer teenager refining qi.

How can there be a fourth-layer teenager who can be as strong as Fang Yi and ...... as perverted!