Princess Jing on the > city wall had wide eyes, and even Sakura's lips were open.

p > In fact, a second ago, Princess Jing had already begun to think about burying Fang Dang's body there, whether it was a rotten mud beach or a rotten burial post outside the city, and how to deal with the waves of attacks from the second prince and the fourth prince next.

P>It's not that Princess Jing is ruthless, it's really that the place where she lives is in crisis, so she can't think too much about other things.

p>But now, her head was numb, and she didn't know what she was thinking, she just looked at Fang Dang blankly.

p> Zheng Shou's palms were clenched tightly, and the two walnuts in his palms made a piercing friction sound.

P> pigeon pinched the peace charm engraved on his neck with one hand, originally he was praying for peace to Fang Dang, but the things in front of him really shocked him, so much so that with a force, he smashed the peace charm he carved......

p> Fang Dang's grandfathers were even more exaggerated than all the others at this time, but unfortunately no one could see them.

p> These ten old men and ten old women were already desperate, boiling tea in a pot, preparing for Fang Dang's death, and then pumping Fang Dang's soul into the jade of the tenth doctor.

P> didn't expect things to take such a turn.

After > shocked, these twenty old men and women with gray beards and hair scratched their ears and cheeks with excitement, like monkeys burning their butts.

p > you must know that as soon as Fang Dang dies, these guys will be all finished, unless they can touch the bloodline of the Fang family to activate the Tenth Doctor Jade, otherwise they will be imprisoned in this jade for eternity, 10,000 years is short, 100,000 years is not a big deal, it is terrible to think about it.

P> Fang Dang's victory, for them, it is simply a new life.

p > those black-armored sword halberd soldiers behind Fang Dang who were once full of envy for him, looked up at Fang Dang's back one by one at this time, although Douzi was only a monk in the Quenching Blood Realm of Yunjian Mountain, and there were many of them who had reached the realm of strong muscles, but Douzi was the inner disciple of Cloud Sword Mountain, such an identity was comparable to ten strong martial artists, and they were killed by Fang Dang so simply.

p> and Fang Dang still killed the other party with his sword.

p >, especially Fang Dang's handling method, stepped on Douzi's head into meat puree with one kick, which was too in line with their temperament and hobbies, and too close to their hearts.

P> soldiers are the simplest, they wander between life and death, so they advocate strength the most, if you are strong, I will obey you.

p> Originally, their jealousy for Fang Dang was shattered by Fang Dang's sword at this moment, and it completely disappeared.

p > what they were thinking about at this time, there was only one sentence, no wonder the prince would give this guy who called good luck the official position of the capital, this guy does have something extraordinary, and the prince really knows the pearls.

p> a qiē happened like this, in a way that no one could understand, so fast that it was lightning fast.

p > Fang Dang gasped for breath, don't look at it was just a collision between moves, but Fang Dang had already used all his strength, not only his hands were splashed with blood, but the corners of his mouth were also splashed with blood, Douzi's sword, while collapsing the Chiba Blind Grass Sword, it also damaged Fang Dang's heart, after all, Fang Dang and the Chiba Blind Grass Sword at that time were closely linked, not separated from each other!

p > at this time, Fang Dang's whole body seemed to be emptied, Fang Dang's hands were even trembling, but Fang Dang's eyes were full of excitement, he did it, he survived!

p > Fang Dang laughed loudly, not to mention that everyone else thought that Fang Dang would die, even Fang Dang himself, when he was swept up by the angry waves of Douzi, he had the idea that he would die.

p > Fang Dang's laughter suppressed everyone present, they were silent one by one, and now, they could only listen to Fang Dang's laughter, because on the entire stage, Fang Dang was the only one.

p> However, Fang Dang just laughed out loud, and the mutation protruded!

p> a shadow burst out from under Douzi's corpse, even though he was dead, Douzi's Dinghai Sword was still clutched, as if it was alive, swishing up, and flew into the shadow's hand.

p > the shadow held his sword and slashed towards Fang Dang.

p> The pupils of Fang Dang's eyes contracted suddenly, and the word sword slave exploded in his mind like thunder.

p> The official disciples of Yun Jian Mountain all have sword slaves, but Fang Dang never expected that only the Douzi of the Quenching Blood Realm would also have sword slaves.

p > sword slave usually holds a sword, and when practicing martial arts, it is used by the master to sharpen his swordsmanship as a sparring partner.

p> Therefore, the sword slave's swordsmanship is often on par with the master, and even some sword slaves are more powerful than the master, and the sword slave in front of him is obviously not bad. The power of this sword completely continued Douzi, just like Douzi was resurrected, using the same tricks to kill Fang Dang.

p > Fang Dang was out of strength at this time, and even the strange poison inner pill in his mouth gave birth to a sense of helplessness that he had insufficient strength, and Fang Dang didn't even have the strength to raise his hand and raise his sword.

p > saw that the deep-sea ghostly sword body of the Dinghai Sword was about to slash at Fang Dang's neck, and the only thing Fang Dang could do was to poke his neck.

p > happy and sad, Fang Dang at this time is a lamb to the slaughter!

p> In the next second, there will be a picture of blood splattered in five steps and a person's head rolling.

P> At this moment, an abrupt voice sounded: "Stop!"

p > the Dinghai sword in the hand of the sword slave paused, and then paused on Fang Dang's neck, the sharp sword body cut through the skin on Fang Dang's neck, and blood slowly flowed out.

p> If the sword body of the Dinghai Sword moved forward by one centimeter, Fang Dang's arteries would be cut off, and even if there was an elixir that connected the bloodlines, sent down from the Fire Poison City, Fang Dang's blood would have already spurted out.

p > all the people, all the eyes are looking at the person who spoke, who can stop the shadow sword slave's killing sword move with a single sentence?

p> When they saw that person, all the people were stunned, and many people's minds couldn't turn around, that person should have hoped that Fang Dang would die the most, how could he open his mouth to save Fang Dang's life at such a critical moment?

P> what opened his mouth was the sword head of the first floor of the Xuanyun Sword Tower, Ziyun Mountain, which was much older in an instant.

p> Ziyunshan's eyes were blood-red, and after blinking, the blood faded, and he opened his mouth to spit out two words: "Collect the sword!"

p > Dinghai Sword that pierced into the flesh of Fang Dang's neck swept lightly and took it away from Fang Dang's neck.

p > Shadow Sword Slave held the sword in both hands and walked to the dead Douzi.

p > a shadow sword slave dressed in black, the black cloth on his body withered inch by inch, like butterflies flying all over the sky, and under the cover of black clothes, it turned out to be a plain white filial piety clothes.

p> sword slave only has two sets of clothes in his life, one is a shadow costume holding a sword, and one is a white filial piety guarding the tomb!

Under the white clothes of the p> is a thin and cold woman face without any expression, and the sun has not been seen for a long time, which makes this face look extremely pale.

p> The sword slave dug a big hole in the ground, and the two bodies of Douzi, as well as the head mixed with the mud, sank directly into the pit together.

p > then the sword slave covered the earth, and after the ground was leveled, the shadow sword slave dressed in white and wearing filial piety held the sword in both hands, knelt on the ground, and disappeared into a shadow.

p> The Dinghai Sword flew up and hung in front of Ziyun Mountain.

p > disciple of Yunjian Mountain, and if he dies, he will be buried there.

p > sword slave, when the master is there, he holds the sword for the master, and after the master dies, he guards the tomb for the master.

p> If Douzi is not dead today and really becomes the first person in the Immortal Dao, then this shadow sword slave will become the second person in the Immortal Dao, but unfortunately, there are not so many ifs in the world!

p> From now on, Douzi's shadow sword slave will not see the light of day, sink into the ground, and decay into mud with Douzi, and disappear without a trace.

p> Zi Yunshan slowly stretched out his hand and took back the Dinghai Sword that he had personally given to that young man with extraordinary talent!

After p> Ziyun Shan exhaled the turbidity in his chest, his eyes looked at Fang Dang.

p> Fang Dang immediately felt as if he had been pierced by ten thousand swords, and the kind of pain that was like substance made Fang Dang's head roll with sweat.

p> "My Yunjian Mountain disciple can die in water, fire, under the sword, under the stick, under the poison and all kinds of yin damage means, but absolutely not under the sword!"

p> "Douzi actually died under your sword, no matter how he was killed by you, I have to admit that you are a great guy, a guy like you, you must die in the hands of my Yunjian Mountain disciple, my Yunjian Mountain disciple, the guild will come to you with dignity and kill you with dignified means!"

After p> finished speaking, Ziyunshan turned around and left.

p > up and down Yunjian Mountain, although the other party gritted their teeth, they all agreed with Ziyun Mountain's words, the disciples of Yunjian Mountain lived, and they had to live a sword and a spine to live a sword.

p> If Fang Dang is just an ordinary enemy, it doesn't matter if he kills him by sneak attack, or by any indiscriminate means, the disciples of Yunjian Mountain act and never stick to the means.

p>But Fang Dang is not an ordinary enemy, Fang Dang used his sword to kill the enemy of his disciple of Yunjian Mountain on a dignified and upright occasion, for this kind of opponent, although the disciple of Yunjian Mountain gritted his teeth and hated it, he must also admit that the other party is not a simple opponent, give the other party enough respect, and will definitely use the same noble and legitimate means to kill the other party.

P> This is not a dead brain, not a second pole, but defending the dignity of Yunjian Mountain's kendo.

p > At this time, the voice of the tiger and wolf of King Hong Zheng came from the head of the city: "Most of the cities of Fire Poison City are lucky, one person fights thousands of monks on Yunjian Mountain alone, he has merit in resisting the enemy, he has merit in killing the enemy, he has merit in retreating from the enemy, he is a general, and he has three thousand soldiers and horses!"

The disciples of Yunjian Mountain who turned around and left > paused slightly, but in the end, except for Ding Ku'er and Ding Suan'er, none of them looked back.

p > fighting alone against thousands of monks on Yunjian Mountain, this sentence is extremely humiliating!

p>But the disciples of Cloud Sword Mountain couldn't refute it, because it was indeed Fang Dang who resisted their thousands of troops!

p> This world belongs to the winners, what the winners say is what, and the losers are not even qualified to fart!

p > Fang Dang stepped on the corpse of the bucket and climbed up one level higher!

p> When the disciples of Yunjian Mountain came, the momentum was like a tide, and the surging was like a galloping horse, and they retreated at this time, silently, and walked clean in a moment.

p > Fang Dang breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and sat on the ground with his ass, Ziyun Mountain and thousands of Yun Sword Mountain disciples' angry momentum was really too powerful, a hundred times stronger than Douzi's angry sea roll.

p > As soon as the enemy left, the pressure was released, Fang Dang was like a puddle of mud, he couldn't stand up if he wanted to, he couldn't sit still, Fang Dang didn't care about making a fool of himself, he just lay on the ground like a pile of mud, gasping for air.

p> Huang Nu'er in the sky narrowed his eyes slightly, withdrew his gaze on Fang Dang's body, looked at King Hong Zheng under the banner of Hongzi, and arched his hand and said: "Lord, you have overstepped, and the position of the general wants to be decreed in Beijing, and the emperor is personally sealed, and you seem to have no right to seal it." ”

p > King Hongzheng laughed, his voice was like a night owl, without the slightest smile, "Then there is Lao Huang's palm print to play on behalf of the emperor, presumably the emperor is not bad for such a small partial general." ”

p> Huang Nu'er smiled softly and said: "Okay, Nu'er will not forget this matter, there are still some things in Beijing, Nu'er will retire." After Huang Nu'er finished speaking, her figure turned, the big sleeves of the python robe swung up, and she flew away, disappearing in a blink of an eye.

p > Venerable Poison Tomb's eyes narrowed like Huang Nu'er, and he looked at Fang Dang's body again and again, his eyes were confused, but the Fire Poison Immortal Palace was the most critical moment, he didn't have time to delay here, that matter was related to the rise and fall of the Fire Poison Immortal Palace, it was extremely important, since Yun Jian Mountain had retreated, he had to rush back to the Immortal Palace immediately.

p> so Venerable Poison Mound led hundreds of Immortal Palace disciples to turn into blue fire again, like a meteorite rising upside down, flying into the air and disappearing.

p > At this point, the catastrophe brought about by the thousands of disciples of Cloud Sword Mountain who suppressed the heavens was completely subsided, or at least it was over.

P> boiling!

p> Fire Poison City was boiling up and down.

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