Chapter 59: Make a Deal!
The words spoken by the ghostly figure were very cold, without the slightest emotion. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info gave people a very eerie feeling, Fang Cong's eyes looked at him in disbelief, but his mind was constantly searching for information about him.
Seeing Fang Cong like this, the man also snorted coldly and said, "Don't think about it, even if you want to break your scalp, it's useless." We've never met before, and you don't even know who I am. Just know that now, you have no way to escape. And you will die by my hand. ”
Fang Cong withdrew all his thoughts and looked at the small black sword in his hand with a focused expression. Even if the other party says so, it means that this is the truth. The only hope he could pin on now was the sword in his hand.
This seemingly completely inconspicuous and even somewhat ruined small sword is capable of exerting amazing power. Therefore, what Fang Cong had to do now was to communicate with this little black sword and use its power.
The man watched Fang Cong's movements with interest, for him, Fang Cong was just an ant that could be crushed at will. Even if there are any hole cards, it is impossible to kill a powerhouse of the Yuan Sect Realm.
He Qin Sheng had been working hard for that old thing for Fang Jiu for many years, if it weren't for Fang Jiu grabbing some of his handles. How could he be an apprentice to Fang Hu, a man with extremely poor qualifications. Although they were both in the Yuanzong Realm, Qin Sheng's palm with all his strength could not withstand Fang Jiu's casual punch, and the gap between them made Qin Sheng not know why, and a feeling of fear rose in his heart. It made him very uncomfortable.
Qin Sheng is an outer disciple of a hidden sect. Although he is an outer disciple, his strength has also reached the realm of Yuanzong. He originally received a task from the sect, walking in the world, and his task was to kill Fang Jiu.
Someone has produced a large number of high-grade Yuan Crystals in their sect, and the heads of people who want Fang Wine. Qin Sheng also happened to lack the cultivation of Yuan Jing, so he received the task to leave the sect. When he first arrived at the Fang family, he carefully probed the cultivation of everyone in the Fang family with his mind.
The patriarch of this Fang family's cultivation is only the third grade of the Yuan Sect Realm, and its aura is quite chaotic. After all, they are cultivating in the secular world, and how many people have pure breaths? This is also the reason why most people squeeze their heads out and want to enter the sect to cultivate.
Qin Sheng's cultivation was in the fifth grade of the Yuan Sect Realm, surpassing the Fang family's Changfang Battle by two whole grades. This situation made Qin Sheng's mind relax slightly. He chose a dark and windy night and prepared to assassinate Fang Jiu.
He had done all the preparatory work in front of him, but it wasn't until he actually assassinated Fang Jiu. Qin Shengcai suddenly realized how useless the information he had done before was. One move, Fang Jiu defeated him with only one move. And he didn't fight back.
Qin Sheng's Yuanhai was controlled by Fang Jiu, and he was forced to go down, so Qin Sheng could only be Fang Jiu's subordinate and work for him. How arduous the process is.
Qin Sheng had a lot of thoughts, and he didn't know how long he had stayed in the secular world. He only knew that if he went back to the sect, he would inevitably be severely punished by the sect, and if he still had the opportunity to go back, he would.
"Teacher, what are you waiting for, hurry up and kill Fang Cong, this brute. We'll be able to get out of this hellish place. ”
Fang Hu's anxious words came from the side, Qin Sheng's brows frowned slightly, and he didn't pay attention to Fang Hu. In his heart, Fang Hu's position was just a dispensable person, Qin Sheng just watched Fang Cong's movements quietly from the side.
Fang Cong was now fully focused on the small black sword he was holding in his hand, and his current mind had penetrated into this sword. His vision suddenly widened, and Fang Cong was in an open place, but there was a Ling Ran sword intent emanating from him.
Here, Fang Cong felt that every time he breathed, it would become extremely difficult. His gaze looked ahead. In the center of this place, there is a magnificent Yuan Tai, this Yuan Tai presents the color of glass, the surface of the strange light flowing, it is very good-looking.
However, above this Yuan Platform, there is a black mist surrounding, and the weight of the black gas is even more than the black gas in Fang Hu Yuanhai. Seeing such a peculiar scene, Fang Cong's eyebrows also frowned, and his eyes showed surprise.
Surrounded by the many black qis, there was a figure sitting cross-legged in it. This figure is sometimes false, sometimes true. gave people a strange feeling, and suddenly, Fang Cong's eyes froze, staring at the figure deadly.
"Boy, how about we make a deal?"
A creepy voice came from Fang Cong's ears, if it weren't for Fang Cong's good concentration, I'm afraid he would have thought it was a ghost long ago. Fang Cong looked around, and after making sure that there was no figure, he looked towards the Yuan Platform again.
"Is that you, talking?"
Fang Cong's heart was a little hairy and asked, he could feel that the sharp sword qi was coming from that figure, but he wasn't sure if it was him. Therefore, it seems to be extra cautious.
"Nonsense, do you see that there are other people here besides Lao Tzu? Ignorant boy. ”
Fang Cong really looked at it again as he said, and made sure that there was no one else here.
"Alright, boy. I won't say anything more, I know you're in trouble right now and want to ask me for help. And I need your help now. So, now let's make a deal, you help me once, I'll help you through this, how about it? ”
There has never been a such thing as a pie in the world, and Fang Cong has always believed in this sentence. He looked at the figure sitting on the yuan plate with a suspicious face, and asked, "What can I help you?" Can you kill a powerhouse of the Yuan Sect Realm? ”
"Cut, just an ant of the Yuan Sect Realm. If the uncle was in his heyday, he could kill him with a casual breath. Now, though, it's a bit of a hassle. However, it is easy to get trapped. All you need to do is help me break the seal. ”
Hearing this exaggerated remark, Fang Cong didn't believe him anymore. In the Tianyang Empire, the powerhouses of the Yuanzong Realm can already serve as a lord. Even in the Hidden World Sect, the outer disciples are also extremely noble existences. Why, if you put it with him, it's worthless?
"Okay, I've already set out the conditions, it's up to you whether you agree or not. I've been sealed in this space for countless years, and I'm used to it anyway, so it's just a matter of changing owners and staying there. As for whether you are dead or alive, it has nothing to do with me. ”