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[Chapter 560]: Borrowing the first use to pass through the accident

For these bandits who lick blood on the tip of their knives, they come out to buy and sell houses and houses just to make money.

Otherwise, who wants to live in fear in this barren mountain and wilderness?

In the eyes of these mountain bandits, Fang Zhi was like a shining golden mountain in the dark night, as long as he got him, he would be able to have the whole world.

The eight mountain bandits were headed by the middle-aged man, like wild beasts in a mad land, and each of them had a strong look of greed in their eyes and killed Fang Zhi.

In normal times, the eight people might solve Fang Zhi with spells, poisonous wine, traps, etc., but at this time, they really couldn't wait.

I just want to chop Fang Zhi into meat sauce and get the storage bag hanging from his waist.

When Fang Zhi found that the eight people finally couldn't hold back the greed and murderous desire in their hearts to do something to him, a satisfied smile immediately appeared on his face.

When the middle-aged man led by the mountain bandits rushed up with a sword, he unexpectedly noticed that something was wrong with Fang Zhi's gaze in the mask, but it was too late, greed and killing desire overcame his geographical wisdom.

The pile of yuan crystals glowing with a sparkling treasure light was like a young girl with buds waiting to be picked by him.

Facing the eight mountain bandits who were in the prime of their desire to kill and were lost by Yuan Jing, Fang Zhi shook his big hand in the air, and the bronze ancient spear appeared in his hand.

At this moment, his momentum changed suddenly, from a fledgling boy who didn't know the dangers of the world, to a palpitating killing god.

To deal with these ant mountain bandits, Fang Zhi never even used the Yuan Power of the Four Spirits, just relying on the basic shooting, the eight mountain bandits who rushed forward were like cabbages that he could harvest, and between the shadows of the guns, these eight people could not even capture Fang Zhidi's movements and were easily harvested by him.

Eight mountain bandits went from greed and murder to death, but in an instant.

The middle-aged man of the mountain bandit who rushed towards Fang Zhi with his sword looked at the bloody hole in his chest in disbelief, and the bubbling blood splattered out endlessly, he tried to reach out to block it, but he still couldn't stop the flow of life.

A moment later, the eight-man mountain bandit died, and before they died, the greed and strong desire to kill in their eyes did not diminish by half.

Fang Zhi attacked quickly and ruthlessly, so that when they died, they did not suffer half of the pain.

Wearing a strange beast mask, the local zhi eyes were indifferent, and after slaughtering these eight people, he did not take them away, but took out Zhao Mu's black ancient sword from the storage bag and cut off the heads of the eight people, and after stringing them together, he carried the eight heads that were still bleeding with one hand and walked towards the exit of the mountain range.

Along the way, the warriors saw a young man in a white robe wearing a strange beast mask carrying eight bloody human heads, and they all couldn't help but shudder, and people couldn't help but show a hint of jealousy when they looked at Fang Zhidi's figure.

"This guy seems to have killed a group of bandits in the lonely mountain, isn't that Boss Zhong? I paid him the money to buy the road. There are warriors with sharp eyes, and at a glance they see the dead head of the middle-aged man, and they gasp.

"It's so ruthless, and after killing it, he cut off his head, is this going to be used in exchange for reward?" the other warrior said with a twitch at the corner of his mouth.

Fang Zhi, who was carrying the heads of eight mountain bandits, was particularly eye-catching, and the places where he passed through would inevitably attract many warriors to point his fingers.

After arriving at the entrance of the mountain range, Fang Zhi stood at the end of the line like an ordinary person.

Although a few people accosted him and asked, Fang Zhi ignored them all and only looked at each other with cold eyes.

These martial artists collided with Fang Zhidi's eyes for a moment, as if they had been bitten by a poisonous snake, and hurriedly withdrew their eyes, their bodies couldn't help but shiver.

Half an hour later, it was finally Fang Zhi's turn.

These Xuanyin Sect disciples who had checked out the mountain scattered cultivators had already noticed Fang Zhi.

Now that they saw Fang Zhi carrying eight human heads in his hands, they couldn't help frowning.

"You killed these eight people?" The Xuanyin Sect disciple couldn't help but put his hand on the sword on his waist, secretly widened the distance between Fang Zhidi, and asked vigilantly.

Fang Zhi knew that as long as he crossed the pass, he would be able to get the birth of the heavens, and in the face of the questioning of the disciples of the Xuanyin Sect, he replied coldly and quietly: "These eight people are mountain bandits in the mountain range. ”

As soon as these words came out, the vigilance of the Xuanyin Sect disciple holding the sword relaxed a little.

When there were many bandits in the lonely mountain, it was a matter of knowledge to everyone.

But since Fang Zhi had just killed the mountain bandits, the resentment charm would not have any effect on him.

After all, the grievance talisman could only search for the person who had just killed, and the two of them looked at Fang Zhi carefully for a while, and their eyes finally fell on his alien beast mask, and the Xuanyin Sect disciple on the left side snorted coldly: "Take off your mask, I want to see your true face." ”

Fang Zhi had already expected it, his eyes did not fluctuate at all, and replied: "Forgive me Qin, my face can't see the light, I have been poisoned by a witch Gu, once I see the light poison, the poison will attack, and there will be a danger of death." In the past, the Lonely Mountain Range had never been inspected by the Xuanyin Sect, why was it so grim today?"

After Fang Zhi finished explaining, he specially questioned him based on what he heard from the passers-by.

The two Xuanyin Sect disciples couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

The disciple on the right shouted unhappily: "Someone in the Lonely Mountain has killed someone from our Xuanyin Sect, so it needs to be investigated carefully." ”

"I see, do you two think I'm suspicious?" Fang Zhi's expression remained unchanged, and he secretly thought in his heart that the Xuanyin Sect's ability was really powerful.

"The murderous aura on your body is very heavy, and the suspicion is very great, but you ......" The Xuanyin Sect disciple on the left side showed jealousy, carefully scanned Fang Zhi, and saw the eight human heads he was carrying in his hand, everything was self-evident.

Fang Zhi was really difficult to get through this matter, so he simply said happily: "Those two can just take me away, anyway, I just happened to go to Wuxian County, and I am not in a hurry." ”

As soon as these words came out, the two disciples couldn't help but look strange, and after glancing at each other, they talked to each other, obviously wondering whether to catch Fang Zhi or not.

Just when the two of them were discussing.

The disciple's expression on the right changed suddenly, and he grabbed the void suddenly, and a cloud of talisman Yuan Mang appeared in his hand.

After his Earth Divine Thoughts merged into the Fu Yuan Mang, his expression couldn't help but change greatly, and he said to the disciple on the left: "Senior Brother Zhang, the senior brothers have found a strong man who has escaped from the Heaven Yuan Realm on the north side of the Lonely Mountain, and the senior brothers have called us over to intercept it!"

After hearing this, Senior Brother Zhang of the Xuanyin Sect bowed his hand slightly towards Fang Zhi and hurriedly said, "Offended." ”

Immediately, he immediately retreated into the mountain range, and the disciple on the right followed.

The local chronicle, which was originally worried about the local history, suddenly received such a happy event, and his heart trembled suddenly.