Chapter 093: Destruction and Death

On a wide road, seven or eight carriages were walking slowly, in the sky, the scorching sun was shining, the hot sunlight sprinkled the guards around the carriage sweating profusely, and the irritable shouts and scolding continued to sound on the road. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Fang Baxiong, one of the only two remaining elders of the Fang family, is now a strong man in the Wuyuan Realm, with such strength, looking at Fang Yuan of Fengyue City, it can also be regarded as a strong person in the ranks, this time he will guard the formation material transport team, it can be seen how much the Fang family attaches importance to these formations now, but it seems that the current Fang Baxiong has not yet received the news that Song Mubai has disappeared, otherwise, he is afraid that he will immediately return these high-priced array materials.

Sitting on a carriage, Fang Baxiong sat cross-legged, no matter how the carriage bumped, his body was immovable, and the two-day rush really made him a little impatient.

"It's all the damn Thousand Moon Sect's faults, and sooner or later I'm going to get you crossed." Gritting his teeth and scolding, Fang Baxiong tilted his head back slightly, his eyes looked through the car window at the various low-level formations neatly piled up behind, and his expressionless face showed a trace of helplessness, although the second-grade Sumeru ring can make transportation extremely convenient, but the second-grade Sumeru ring, which only has two or three square meters of space, if you want to use these arrays, I am afraid that it will take at least five pieces to be possible, and the ones below the second level are even more minimal, and they are generally only used as the layout carrier of the array. The second-grade Sumeru Ring was expensive and rare, even if it was the entire Fang family, there were only two of them, so they had to choose a bulky vehicle to transport the formation.

Blinking tiredly, Fang Baxiong, who was just about to fall asleep for a while, found that the vehicle in front of him suddenly stopped, and there was a faint sound of scolding.

Frowning, Fang Baxiong was just about to ask someone to inquire about the situation, but a guard of the Fang family rushed over from the front and hurriedly reported: "Elder, there is a black-robed man in front of him who is blocking the way for no reason. ”

Hearing this, Fang Baxiong's face was slightly gloomy, now that he had entered the realm of Fengyue City, who would dare to intercept them here?

The cold light flashed in his eyes, Fang Baxiong nodded slightly, jumped out of the carriage, and quickly walked to the front of the convoy, sure enough, on a big rock in the middle of the road, a black-robed man was sitting casually, although he couldn't see the face of the black-robed man, but Fang Baxiong could find that the eyes under the black-robed seemed to have some bad intentions.

"Who is Your Excellency? Why are you holding us back? His gaze swept over the black-robed man, and Fang Baxiong said in a deep voice.

"You're from the Fang family, right?" Under the black robe, the old man's voice slowly came out.

With a slight twitch of his face, Fang Baxiong's face was gloomy, and with a wave of his arm, dozens of guards behind him immediately pulled out their weapons at their waists, staring at the mysterious black-robed man who didn't know the details with an unkind face.

"Well, it looks like you're right." Seeing Fang Baxiong's reflection, the black-robed man smiled faintly, jumped down from the boulder, and then slowly walked towards the convoy.

Looking at the black-robed man who came over with a cold face, Fang Baxiong took the giant bow and arrow from the guard beside him, pulled his arm, the bow became a full string, and as soon as his palm was loosened, the arrow turned into a fierce wind, and shot at the throat of the black-robed man.

The arrow carried a whining sound that broke people's hearts, but when it reached a distance of one meter in front of the black-robed man, a white cold flame suddenly appeared out of thin air, and the arrow pierced into the cold flame, and in an instant, it turned into solid, and a light wind blew it, turning into pitch-black powder.

Looking at this scene, Fang Ba's face changed slightly, and a sense of uneasiness appeared in his heart, it seemed that this black-robed man was also a strong man who was not weaker than the Wuyuan Realm.

Slowly exhaling, Fang Baxiong picked up a dark blue spear from the hand of the attendant behind him, and above his body, a faint blue vitality seeped out, and suddenly, the air nearby was moistened a lot, obviously, his Yuan Qi Gong method was biased towards the slightly cold water attribute.

Holding the spear tightly in his palm, Fang Baxiong stared at the black-robed man, after his body adjusted slightly, the soles of his feet stepped abruptly on the ground, and his body turned into a blue light, rushing straight towards the black-robed man who was getting closer and closer.

In mid-air, Fang Baxiong's face was solemn, the spear in his hand suddenly twisted, and the vitality on it was radiant, and the body of the gun was bursting for a while, and there were bursts of gunfire.

"Slash!"

"Killing and slashing", the blue-level martial arts, is the strongest martial arts that Fang Baxiong has mastered so far, and his long-term cultivation has allowed him to refine this martial arts to the point of perfection, and use it with all his might, since the opponent is a martial arts realm powerhouse, he faintly oppresses himself, and he dare not underestimate it easily.

As Fang Baxiong's shout fell, within the spear with rich blue brilliance, a blue whirlwind transformed by heavy energy instantly gushed out, and the whirlwind rose into the sky, and finally smashed into the black-robed man who was standing in place and did not move.

Near the convoy, looking at the boss of his own family, a smug cheer, suddenly sounded, this way, they have also encountered several waves of robbers, but these bandits, without exception, have become the soul of Fang Baxiong's gun, in the eyes of many people, now, I am afraid I have to add another one.

The blue whirlwind, tumbling in the sky, in the whirlwind, the subtle bright spots suddenly flourished, and a spear stabbed towards the top of the black-robed man's head like lightning.

"Die!" Looking at the target that was close at hand, a look of cruelty flashed on Fang Baxiong's face, Sen smiled coldly, and the spear in his hand surged wildly.

When the spear was about to approach the top of his head, the black-robed man slowly raised his head, and a delicate young man's face, under the illumination of the sun, flashed into Fang Baxiong's pupils.

"It's... Is it that scrap wood kid from the Thousand Moon Sect? ”

Looking at this face that was not unfamiliar, Fang Baxiong's pupils shrank, and in his heart, the killing intent soared.

The spear was getting closer and closer, but at the moment when the attack was about to be made, the white cold flames surged out from the body of the black-robed man, and finally swept away towards Fang Baxiong in mid-air like a prairie fire.

The cold flames flashed across the sky, but everyone noticed that their skin was suddenly cold, and then there was a seemingly domineering whirlwind between heaven and earth, gun shadows, human figures... It's all gone, and it's gone without a trace.

On the road, the cheers came suddenly, and the guards of the Fang family were like ducks whose necks had been cut off, their mouths wide open, desperately breathers, and the smugness on their faces gradually turned into horror, and they looked at the eyes of the black-robed man again, like a demon with fear.

Glancing indifferently at these guards, the black-robed man's palm slowly poked out, and a few white cold flames slowly emerged, flicking his fingers, the cold flames shot out quickly, and finally fell lightly on several carriages in front of everyone's eyes.

"Boom!"

With a soft muffled sound, the carriage and the array materials stored inside turned into powder all over the ground under the dull gaze of everyone.

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