In the valley more than two miles away from them, countless war horses were running, swords and swords, shaking so that people couldn't open their eyes, and dense bandits emerged from behind, holding torches, and quickly rushing through the crowd.

This is an indiscriminate killing, and no one spares it.

The later fifteen-hole bandits, numbering tens of thousands, swept across the land like waves, and all those who stood in their way were mercilessly slaughtered.

The blood was monstrous, the bones were all over the ground, the stumps and broken arms were trampled by the horses, trampled into mud, and the terrible screams came and went, even from a distance of two miles, they could still be heard clearly, as if they came from hell, making people's scalps tingle.

Bloody, incomparably bloody.

These bandits have no mercy, and they will not take any prisoners, and they will only die if they fall into their hands, and they will be tortured and killed alive!

Fang Chong's pupils contracted into pinpoint tips, and he looked into the distance.

He was eager to see what was going on with the other two caravans, which had always seemed very mysterious, and there must have been some kind of connection between the two sides, and most of them were friends and foes.

However, for several days, Fang Zhong had been paying attention, but he had not found anything abnormal, the two caravans had their own secrets, their strength was strong, and they were deeply hidden, but they were like gods high above, and they didn't care about the lives of ordinary people, and they didn't even bother to look at it.

This kind of performance is so strange that I can't help but be curious, and I want to see what the real origin of these two caravans is.

More than two miles away, the horses galloped, the flames soared into the sky, and countless dense bandits submerged the entire valley.

The shouts of killing were like waves rolling backwards, and the gorgeous blood light was rising and falling, constantly splashing in that area, forming a terrifying picture, like the hell of Shura.

I don't know how many people died, I don't know how much blood was spilled, but even if it was more than two miles away, I could still smell the pungent smell of blood, which was extremely strong.

"There were so many people that it almost filled the valley, and there was chaos everywhere, and there was nothing to be seen. Fang Zhong felt a little regretful in his heart, when he fled, he noticed that the two caravans did not flee, but now they couldn't see anything, and they didn't know what the situation was.

Kill!

The shouts of murder were spreading, coming towards him, and there were bandits chasing the fugitives.

Fang Chong frowned, and whispered to himself: "I don't know how Brother Yu is doing, did they escape?" He had a good impression of Zhuang Jun in his heart, and he couldn't help but worry about him at the moment, if he didn't escape, with only their heavy cavalry, they would only be overwhelmed by the army of bandits.

The bandits who were chasing and killing were getting closer and closer, Fang Chong didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and picked up Fang Zongqing on his back, like a spirit monkey, and walked quickly through the middle of the mountain range.

The terrain of Heifengling is complex, there are strange peaks and rocks everywhere, clear springs and torrents, many places are covered by trees, and the towering ancient trees are tens of meters, or even hundreds of meters, like a huge umbrella, covering the sky, and there is no trace of light in it.

However, this was nothing to Fang Chong, with his cultivation, it was not difficult to walk through the night.

Walking like a fly, his body was like a spirit monkey, and his powerful body played an incomparable role at this moment, allowing Fang Zhong to shake off the pursuers behind him one by one.

That's when —

He suddenly found that there was the sound of Huo Huo wind in front of him, and the roaring explosion sound kept coming out, and there was a Dao Senran energy splashing, flashing a faint light, and the glass was gorgeous.

"Someone is fighting ahead?" Fang Zhong was taken aback.

"Chong'er, it must be Shopkeeper Liu and Mr. Bookkeeper in front, that tower-like innate master is still chasing them. Fang Zongqing was also taken aback and said in a low voice.

Bang.....

Violent tremors came from the front, and the towering ancient trees collapsed one by one, bursting out countless fine pieces of wood.

Through the gaps in the leaves, Fang Zhong saw iron chains flying horizontally and vertically, like wind knives, destroying and decaying, nothing could stop them, and the big trees that one person hugged were all swept away.

Sure enough, it was the congenital realm powerhouse of Cangshan Cave, the Black Evil God died, and he chased and killed the two shopkeepers all the way here.

"Shopkeeper, I can't do it. ”

"You can't fall down, once something is lost, your family will die. ”

"No, shopkeeper, I'll hold him back, you ...... You ..... escape" The voices of the bookkeeper and the shopkeeper Liu came from the front, sounding very nervous and hurried, obviously both of them were seriously injured, and they were almost exhausted.

"Don't even think about running away, let's all go to my brother's funeral. "The pitch-black chains flew among the trees, like a large knife, crushing many trees.

The voice of the black tower was like thunder, but it was faintly a little urgent, as if it was wheezing violently, which made Fang Zhongzhong's heart move: "It seems that the innate powerhouse is not having a good time, the injuries on his body are not lighter than those of Shopkeeper Liu, but they can barely support it because of their strong strength." ”

Thinking of this, Fang Chong turned his head to look at Fang Zongqing and said, "Dad, you wait for me here, I'll come when I go." ”

"Chong'er. Fang Zongqing's face was anxious, he grabbed Fang Chong, and said, "Don't take any chances, the cultivation of any of them is much higher than yours, it's too dangerous." ”

"Dad, haven't you forgotten the appearance of Shopkeeper Liu who didn't save him when he saw death, right? I won't be reckless, I just use some small means to kill people with a knife from a distance. Fang Zhong smiled comfortingly, hid Fang Zongqing behind the big tree, and then moved his body and ran out with a bang.

Borrowing a knife to kill someone, that's right, Fang Zhong wants to borrow a knife to kill people.

Shopkeeper Liu and Mr. Bookkeeper were already at a disadvantage, as long as he made a slight sneak attack from a distance, he could use the power of the Black Tower to kill them.

It's not that Fang is ruthless, but the way of the world is like this, in this world where martial arts are respected, men should be happy to take revenge and be angry with the world!

Looking at Fang Chong's distant figure, Fang Zongqing sighed silently, for the first time he felt that he was old, and before he knew it, his son had grown up, and he could be independent, with his own cognition and thoughts. In the future, this world will be for young people.

Hidden in the middle of the trees, Fang Zhong quietly approached a place twenty meters away from the shopkeeper Liu and the bookkeeper.

Looking at the past from this angle, he could clearly see the terrifying wounds on the bodies of the shopkeeper Liu and the bookkeeper, one after another, one after another, the bones were visible, and the gurgling blood kept dripping, pulling out a line of blood on the ground. Of course, the sturdy bear-like Black Tower was not having a good time, and there was a huge wound between the chest and the back of the shoulder, and the flesh was rolled over, and blood was bubbling out, which looked very scary.

The iron chains are flying, containing great power, although the Black Tower is seriously injured, it is still a strong man in the innate realm, and its power is unparalleled.

"You two bastards, kill my brother, and I'm going to break you to pieces. The thunderous roar echoed in the forest, and the black tower danced the iron chain in his hand, and pulled it down violently, and immediately the whole bookkeeper was thrown out, and the man was already torn apart in the air, which was very terrifying.

It's terrifying, those chains are like the summons of the undead, and once they are drawn, they will be torn apart.

Shopkeeper Liu was extremely frightened, his forehead was full of cold sweat, he turned around and ran, stumbled in the forest, and knocked down the weeds and trees along the way.

Tong!

Heita's body moved, he no longer looked at Mr. Bookkeeper, and with heavy steps, he quickly chased towards the shopkeeper Liu, he would not be willing to give up if he didn't kill these two people, and he would not be happy if he didn't let them bury his brother with him, and he would not be happy for the rest of his life.

watched the two disappear quickly, and it wasn't until they were far away that they walked out from behind.

Mr. Bookkeeper is very miserable and has no body, Fang Chong's brows are furrowed when he sees such a scene, he has not seen a dead person, but anyone who sees this kind of picture will feel sick to his stomach.

Enduring the disgusting feeling, Fang Zhong tinkered around in the torn corpse of Mr. Bookkeeper, he still remembered that the evil dagger, although it was only a magic weapon, but for mortals, it was a big killing weapon that did not know how to deduct, if used properly, it was definitely a hole card, which could play a great role in life and death.

Of course, if he can control the beauty of the country, he can be invincible, but unfortunately he can't, so he will take a fancy to this magic weapon.

Finally, he found the dagger in a pile of weeds.

The red veins on the dagger have disappeared, showing a pale blue color, like water waves flowing, gurgling, crystal clear, extremely beautiful.

If it weren't for the evil demon smelting that this dagger had seen when it drank blood, it would have been hard for Fang Zhong to imagine that this was actually an evil murderer who needed to be fed with blood.

Fang Zhong looked at the dagger in his hand and found that there were three ancient seals on the handle, like gold wire engravings, with the words "Bloodthirsty Blade" written on them.

"True to its name, it's really a bloodthirsty blade. Carefully put away the bloodthirsty blade, Fang Chong's figure moved, quickly disappeared in the mountains and forests, and chased after the traces left by Shopkeeper Liu and the Black Tower.

He doesn't know how to urge the bloodthirsty blade now, but with Mei'er here, he doesn't worry about this at all, the most important thing now is to catch up with Heita, he wants to be sure that Heita has killed Shopkeeper Liu, if not, he doesn't mind making a move himself, understand that old guy.

Killing is not an end, it is only a means, and the purpose is only to survive.

Unconsciously, Fang Chong thought of the burden on the back of Shopkeeper Liu, if possible, he must get that thing, it is definitely a priceless treasure.