The powerhouse of the second-rate martial artist realm, with Fang Chong's current strength, has no way to fight against it.

Therefore, he fled, he fled very decisively, very resolutely, and did not feel ashamed at all, if he couldn't beat and run, it would be a shame, then he would be a fool if he knew that he couldn't fight and fought hard.

The black-robed man was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted and shouted: "Boy, you can't escape, take your life!"

I saw the sword light in his hand vertical and horizontal, and a light blue halo swept through the void. It was the true manifestation of internal strength, and it was extremely terrifying, even ordinary rocks would be easily cut off.

"Sonorous!"

The long knife roared, the flames soared into the sky, Fang Zongqing had already protected Fang Chong's front, and fiery red flames rose all over his body, like a fire man, causing the temperature around him to rise sharply, and it had reached a terrifying level in an instant, very terrifying.

"You, looking for death!" Twelve said coldly, and with a movement of his wrist, the blue sword light suddenly spread out.

"Hmph, it's not certain who is looking for death. ”

Fang Zongqing's expression was calm, the long knife in his hand slashed down, he had the cultivation of the peak realm of a second-rate martial artist, and relying on the innate secret book "Mixed Yuan Jin", his internal strength was much stronger than that of an ordinary second-rate peak martial artist, and the twelve battles that were also in the realm of second-rate martial artists occupied an absolute upper hand.

A sharp sword burst out between the two of them, like a rainbow light flickering, and the powerful energy spread out, and the entire body within ten meters turned into a mess.

Fang Zhong hid behind the carriage, his eyes stared straight at the two people in the battle, and he was afraid for a while: "It's terrible, the powerhouse of the second-rate martial artist realm, with the assistance of internal strength, is much stronger than the martial artist of the third-rate realm, fortunately I didn't touch it hard, otherwise it would ....."

Now he was a little lucky, if he really matched the twelve, he might not even be able to survive three moves.

Flames rise, swords blazing.

Fang Zongqing is very powerful, much stronger than an ordinary second-rate peak realm martial artist, although he did not use the Wave Breaking Fist, he can still defeat the twelve, the powerful sword is vertical and horizontal, and the momentum is condensed, like the collapse of a mountain.

Burst!

Blood splattered, and a deep wound appeared on Twelve's shoulder, and the entire flesh rolled out.

"Twelve, be careful. ”

More than a dozen black-robed people suddenly exclaimed.

I saw that the long knife in Fang Zongqing's hand was chopped down, carrying a huge amount of power, and he directly split the long knife in the twelve hands in half, and then the blade pointed at it, and a fresh head suddenly flew up.

Twelve's head flew in the air, his eyes widened, and he didn't expect to be defeated so easily.

The long knife was directed and slashed the second-rate martial artists, such a scene not only made the dozen or so black-robed people angry, but also surprised the shopkeeper Liu and the guards in the caravan.

Shopkeeper Liu and Fang Zongqing were very familiar, he had never seen Fang Zongqing use force, and he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw such a picture at this moment, and muttered to himself: "Master Fang, he ....... He actually has such strength, this is at least the peak realm of a second-rate martial artist, right?"

"It is indeed the peak realm of a second-rate martial artist. Beside Shopkeeper Liu, Mr. Bookkeeper's eyes lit up, and he said: "Moreover, I feel that this Fang Zongqing's strength is stronger than that of an ordinary second-rate martial artist peak realm master, otherwise it would be impossible to kill that horse thief so cleanly." ”

A martial artist at the peak realm of a second-rate martial artist, this is already a great master in Ningcang County.

After tonight, Fang Zongqing's name is destined to be no longer mediocre, a powerhouse at the peak realm of a second-rate martial artist, who has enough capital to win the respect of others.

Killing twelve, Fang Zongqing quickly retreated, he didn't want to be surrounded by the other party.

At this moment, Zhuang Jun and the heavy cavalry had already rushed back and forth, killing hundreds of horse thieves, and looking at his appearance, he had no intention of stopping, and the broad broadsword kept falling.

One by one, life fell, not only the horse thieves, but also the people in the caravan.

To Fang Chong's surprise, the other two caravans were unusually powerful, no matter how those horse thieves attacked, they couldn't cross their defense line, and dozens of powerful masters came out of each of the two caravans, with unparalleled power and ruthless methods, killing those horse thieves with fear.

"Hey, the people in that carriage haven't moved. Fang Zhong suddenly saw the carriage he had noticed, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Under such circumstances, the people in the carriage still did not show up, and they were extremely calm.

"Is she confident that she is not afraid of these horse thieves or is there another reason?" There was an impulse in Fang Zhongzhong's heart to go over and find out, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

On the side of the carriage, several sturdy men held the hilt of their knives, their expressions were fierce, and they did not make a move from beginning to end, but tightly guarded the side of the carriage, and from the strong murderous aura on their bodies, they knew that these were all masters, and they were masters with extremely ruthless methods.

If he had passed, he would most likely have encountered these masters, and the consequences would be unimaginable and not worth the risk.

Half an hour later, the hundreds of horse thieves had lost a third, and most of the rest were terrified, the strength of this caravan was beyond their imagination, and it was outrageously powerful that they could not conquer at all.

In the distance, the horse thief was at the rear.

These horse thieves are the Blood Eagle Gang, and the dozen or so black-robed horse thieves are the leaders of the Blood Eagle Gang, a total of thirteen people.

The strength of the Blood Eagle Gang is not the strongest in this Black Wind Ridge, but the thirteen leaders of their gang are extremely famous, all of them are masters above the second-rate martial artists, among which the eldest cheetah, the second goshawk, and the third flying squirrel are the masters of the first-class martial arts realm, and their strength is strong.

It can be said that the real core strength of the Blood Eagle Gang is these thirteen leaders.

Among the thirteen people, ten second-rate martial artists and three first-class martial artists, this is definitely an extremely powerful force, and the caravan of ordinary hundreds of people is not their opponent at all.

However, today they miscalculated, and originally received news that there was a fat sheep, so they moved into the nest and planned to plunder it.

But now it seems that it is impossible for them to plunder the caravan, and the losses are extremely heavy, with more than one-third of the number of people lost, and even the twelve of the second-rate martial artist realm are dead.

It is not difficult to imagine that after this battle, their Blood Eagle Gang's power ranking in this Black Wind Ridge will definitely fall.

More than a dozen black-robed people gathered around, anxious.

"Big brother, now do you want to withdraw or kill?"

"Big brother, make a decision quickly, if we continue like this, even if we make a move, it will be too late. ”

"Yes, if we attack together now, kill the heavy cavalry, and then kill the master in the caravan, the certainty of success is at least seventy percent......"

One by one, the black-robed people said anxiously, watching their subordinates continue to fall, they were anxious, and they all looked at the boss cheetah nervously.

"Seventy percent?" several sturdy cheetahs snorted coldly, and said, "Do you really think that we can have a seventy percent chance of making a move?" Let me tell you, this is by no means an ordinary caravan, there are still masters in it who have not made a move, and if we make a move, we will not even be sure of thirty percent. ”

"What, not even three percent, how is this possible?"

The black-robed people all exclaimed, their strength was the best they knew, just the boss, the second, and the third three first-class martial arts realm masters were already very powerful, but the certainty of success was less than thirty percent.

What does this mean?

This means that the masters in the caravan who have not yet made a move are definitely not ordinary people, I am afraid that they have surpassed the realm of second-rate martial artists, and may be masters of the first-class martial arts realm.

The third flying squirrel in the black-robed man had sharp-beaked monkey gills, and indeed looked a little like a mouse, he glanced at the middle of the caravan and asked, "Big brother, what should we do now, are we retreating like this?" Twelve was killed by the person with the internal strength of the fire attribute, and this revenge cannot be avenged. ”

"Yes, Twelve's revenge can't go unavenged, even if you can't grab anything today, you must avenge Twelve, our brother can't die in vain. ”

"Big brother, give the order, let's kill the past and tear the man who killed Twelve to pieces. ”

"Big brother...."

Eleven black-robed people said excitedly, the lives of their horse thieves are not too important in their eyes, and they can be recruited again if they are gone, but their thirteen people are like brothers, how can they give up the feelings of birth and death for so many years, and they can't let go of it if they don't help them take revenge.

"So...."Twelve died, and the cheetah felt uncomfortable, and when he saw the angry appearance of the eleven brothers, his heart softened, and said: "Then you guys are faster, I, the second and third children will help you sweep the formation, and guard against the master who may make a move at any time." ”

"Okay, big brother, don't worry, we are nine second-rate martial artists, kill him a second-rate martial artist, even if he is the peak of a second-rate martial artist, he will definitely die. ”

With a shout, in addition to the eldest cheetah, the second goshawk and the third flying squirrel, the other nine black-robed people rushed towards the caravan with a hula and a horse, along the way, the sword light was vertical and horizontal, and the internal strength was churning, not stopping at all, their goal was to kill people, kill Fang Zongqing.

When the other party was whispering, Fang Zhong noticed that something was wrong, and at this time, when he saw the other party killing, he immediately reacted, and shouted: "Dad, they are coming for us, run away." ”

Fang Zongqing also understood at once that the identity of the person he had just killed was not ordinary, and the other party must have come to take revenge, so he turned around and ran, and said at the same time: "Chong'er, let's flee separately, their goal is me, and it will be more dangerous for you to be with me." ”

Fang Chong didn't want to think about it, and returned: "No, there are nine people on the other side, and all of them are second-rate martial artists, I can't leave you alone to deal with it." ”

In fact, Fang Chong understood in his heart that Fang Zongqing was planning to fight hard by himself.

But how could he let his father fight against nine second-rate martial artists alone, that would be to send him to death, and he would never allow this kind of thing to happen.