Almost everyone was stunned, Fang Yun did his best to kill the Imperial Army, if there was no Fang Yun, even if everyone didn't grab the Fog Butterfly, they would inevitably kill seven or eight people, and Fang Yun's merits were even better than the sum of the others.

But Liu Zizhi actually wanted to hinder Fang Yun's mist butterfly.

"Oh?" Fang Yun looked at Liu Zizhi, his gaze was very calm, but in the eyes of the others, this calm was a little terrifying.

Liu Zizhi's gaze flashed slightly, as if he wanted to look at Fang Yun, but seeing Fang Yun's unusually calm gaze, he couldn't help but avoid it.

Yan Yukong said with a calm face: "Liu Zizhi, you are so calculating! If you dare to say when you are fighting with the demon barbarians, I will kill you, you say now, I won't do it, but I don't agree!"

Li Fanming said: "The fog butterfly is mainly won by Fang Yun, there is no room for negotiation in this matter, it must be given to Fang Yun!"

"Liu Zizhi, be careful in the Holy Ruins in the future!" Sun Naiyong clenched his fists, as a soldier to the outside world, he couldn't see this kind of thing the most.

Liu Zizhi had no shame on his face, and said loudly: "What, isn't what I said reasonable? This fog butterfly is a strange thing after all, how can it be treated like a slave? Since Fang Yun is a model of literati, he should let the fog butterfly choose for himself, and let it be convinced to surrender to you." Fang Yun, what do you say?"

Everyone looked at Fang Yun.

The corners of Fang Yun's mouth curved into a rather playful arc, and he said slowly: "Repeatedly provoked, it seems that some people take my words as a deaf ear." Liu Zizhi, let me ask you one last time, do you really want to do this? You have to understand that the fog butterfly is mine after all. ”

Fang Yun's voice was loud, and he actually exuded the autumn mood when he played the "General's Order".

A look of surprise flashed in Liu Zizhi's eyes. Then he said: "Fang Yun, your ambition is in the half-saint, you are a character who wants to be famous for a hundred years! Even if this is a holy ruin, I didn't harm you, if you want to kill me, you will bear the stigma of a lifetime!"

Fang Yun suddenly lowered his eyes slightly, and said slowly: "What you said is very reasonable, let the fog butterfly choose better." ”

A smile of victory appeared on Liu Zizhi's face, and his eyes even showed a hint of disdain, as if he was looking at an ignorant rotten Confucian who was about to take something from his own Hanhu Baili.

Many people looked disappointed. Even Niu Shan, who was on Fang Yun's side, was a little depressed.

But. Fang Yun pointed at Liu Zizhi.

"Niu Shan, kill him!"

The demon barbarians led by Niu Shan quickly rushed towards Liu Zizhi, and the distance between the two sides was less than a zhang, and Liu Zizhi didn't even have time to use the protective treasure. was split in half with an axe from Niu Shan, who rushed over.

The two pieces of the body are poured to the sides. Brains, internal organs, intestines, and blood splattered out.

All the people suddenly realized. Fang Yun let the fog butterfly choose, but the fog butterfly will never choose Liu Zizhi!

At this moment. All the lifters had the same idea.

To get to know Fang Yun again!

"Good kill!" Sun Naiyong and Li Fanming couldn't help but say.

The stunned expression on Liu Zizhi's face was split in two, and he didn't understand why Fang Yun was so decisive until he died.

At the last moment of his life, Liu Zizhi found that Fang Yun suddenly took out a Jinshi Wenbao, and the voice of the protective war poem "Yonggui Tree" echoed in mid-air, and the light and shadow of a translucent laurel tree enveloped Fang Yun, forming a powerful protective force.

"You think too highly of yourself, you don't deserve to be stigmatized, you don't even have the guts to confront me in the Holy Ruins, unless someone gives you the guts. Isn't that right, the Fierce King?"

Fang Yun didn't look at Liu Zizhi's corpse, but at the spirit beast beside Liu Zizhi, not a spirit leopard, but a spirit dog.

From beginning to end, that spirit dog was indistinguishable from other spirit beasts, and Fang Yun never even looked at it again.

The spirit dog's body trembled, and he turned around and fled suddenly, with an extra Jinshi Wenbao in his mouth, and the power of the poem let it run quickly.

However, Fang Yun exchanged seven Hanhu shells from the spirit bone, and the Jinshi Wenbao in his hand was a bit much.

A paperweight appeared in Fang Yun's hand, and then projected a translucent mountain that stretched for a mile, and the mountain wall was smooth and straight, blocking the fierce monarch.

"If you don't have a treasure to escape, die here. Fang Yundao.

At this moment, everyone understood that with Liu Zizhi's strength and mind, it would never be possible to make things difficult after encountering Fang Yun in the Holy Ruins, he was not a disciple of the sub-saint family like Xun Ye, but Liu Zizhi did so, so there must be something to rely on. However, everyone still couldn't figure out why Fang Yun could guess that the distraction of the fierce monarch occupied the spirit dog.

Yan Yukong said coldly: "Fierce Lord, if you only target Fang Yun, I will only stop you and not kill you, but you are secretly sowing discord, don't leave today!"

Yan Yukong gave the order, and the other lifters had to make a move, but some were slow and some were fast.

The greyhound's horror was so great that it spit out a holy page from its mouth, and the holy page spontaneously combusted, and a cloud of white light suddenly appeared around it, and it was about to turn away.

"Hmph!" A drop of red and purple blood appeared in front of Yan Yukong, and the blood condensed into a round blood bead in the air, as soon as this blood drop came out, the surrounding people didn't feel anything unusual, but the demon king not far away was so frightened that his hair stood on end, and he retreated quickly, and the fog butterfly fell to the ground suddenly, covering his head with pink butterfly wings, trembling.

Fang Yun saw that the blood droplet was actually wrapped in a very small talent qi ancient sword, the color of the talent qi ancient sword was extremely special, it was neither the white light ancient sword of an ordinary jinshi, nor the bronze color of some Hanlin, or even Li Wenying's blood-draining ancient sword, but a tongue-in-cheek sword with rust all over the surface.

This sword of lips and tongue absorbed the purple and red blood droplets, and quickly expanded, directly slashing the fierce king.

As soon as this rusty ancient sword came out, the white light around the fierce monarch was suppressed, and there was no way to escape.

At the same time, the strange wind in the sky raged, and a wisp of invisible and colorless strange wind fell from the sky and blew towards the rusty ancient sword.

However, the Rusty Ancient Sword was too close to the Fierce Monarch and would inevitably hit the Fierce Monarch before the strange wind arrived.

"Half-Saint Ancient Sword, such a decisive half-saint disciple, what a number one person in the world!Yan Yukong, this mortal enemy is settled!" As the fierce monarch spoke, a full five drops of purple-red blood beads appeared in front of him, but his blood beads were far less bright than Yan Yukong's, and there was a faint hint of decadence.

Five drops of blood turned into five large hands stacked on top of each other. The ancient sword that blocked Yan Yukong, the white light around the fierce monarch was about to turn into light and escape again.

"I've long seen that you are not pleasing to the eye!" Sun Naiyong shouted, a holy page burned in front of him, and a strange force fell on the fierce monarch, not only breaking the white light of the fierce monarch and the power of the swift poem, but also making the spirit dog's body shake, hindering the fierce monarch's distraction of the control of the spirit dog.

"Bastard!" the fierce monarch couldn't help but curse distractedly, he was not the main body, even if he was fully prepared. But he was facing the strongest and most outstanding disciples of the world. These people will not take the initiative to kill, but once they are forced to be in a hurry, the hole cards left for them by the family will inevitably be opened one after another.

The rest of the battle poetry forces have been killed closely, and the body of the mere spirit dog is powerless to stop it.

The fierce monarch sighed softly. An ancient book emerges. And the greyhound spat out a mouthful of black blood. Then the white light that had been broken and the protective power of Jinshi Wenbao actually reappeared.

The power of those battle poems fell on the body of the fierce king, and they were all blocked by the white light and the power of Jinshi Wenbao.

However, the Mo family's Moshan shot early.

A huge snake burst out from the ground at the feet of the fierce king. Leaping high, he swallowed the greyhound, and then the blade in his body frantically strangled him.

"It's time to die now, right?" Li Fanming felt a slight pain between his legs, and was dealt with by Yan Yukong, Sun Naiyong and Moshan with life-saving means, not to mention lifting people or Jinshi, even Hanlin would definitely die.

"When I leave the holy ruins and merge with the body, it will be your time of death!

Suddenly, the giant snake burst open, and a bit of white light attached to a jade pendant full of murderous aura, flying out with a drinking river shell, and rushed towards the bronze giant gate.

Fang Yun had to stop, and everyone else stopped.

That is the bloodline jade pendant, it is a very rare and strong means of life-saving for all saints, invincible under the half-saint, once this bloodline jade pendant is used, it means that the hole cards are exhausted.

Fang Yun showed a faint smile, since the Fierce Monarch even used the bloodline jade pendant, then he finally had the possibility of killing him in the holy ruins!

Yan Yukong turned around and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, the Holy Ruins suppressed all the destructive forces that were too powerful to prevent the Holy Ruins from turbulent again, so there was no way to kill the Fierce Monarch." ”

Fang Yun arched his hand and said, "Thank you for your help, I didn't expect you to use such life-saving means to help me." ”

Sun Naiyong said with a smile: "Even if it doesn't work on you, it will be used on the Imperial Capital Army, since you help us solve the Imperial Capital Army, we will help you deal with the fierce monarch." Han Xin is a half-saint, and he was eventually killed, and now their descendants are also persecuted by the fierce king, I can't do anything outside the holy ruins, and when I get here, of course I have to do my best!"

Mo Shan said: "The fierce monarch has been plundering frantically for more than seven years, and there are too many life-saving methods, but now that he uses the bloodline jade pendant, it means that he only has one or two life-saving means left at most." As for Xie Zhi, there is no need to do it, if you don't know what the Holy Ruins test by now, it will be really in vain. ”

After speaking, Mo Shan glanced at Liu Zizhi's corpse, and there was no contempt or pity in his eyes, but indifference as if looking at a dead thing.

Xun Ye's body trembled slightly, and he lowered his head in shame.

Han Shoulu and many others nodded yes and looked at Xun Ye regretfully.

Li Fanming said with a smile: "Master Fang, I can't imagine that you usually tolerate it, but today you are so decisive and kill people very happily! It is true that Liu Zizhi has a personal enmity with you, but my human race has joined forces to the outside world in order to prevent the demon barbarians from grabbing the King of Stars, but he is targeting you at this time and killing you well! However, how do you know that the spirit dog is a fierce king, just because Liu Zizhi dares to provoke you?"

Fang Yun said: "Liu Zizhi dared to let Fog Butterfly choose because he had something that Fog Butterfly urgently needed, and Fog Butterfly would inevitably choose him." However, almost no one knows about that thing except for the Fierce King, and almost no one can get it. What's more, except for the fierce king, it is impossible for Liu Zizhi to trust others and cooperate against me. ”

Everyone nodded, Fang Yun's inference was not bad at all, it was known that among the people who entered the holy ruins, only the Fierce Monarch was the only possibility.

"What do the Fog Butterflies need?"

Fang Yun took out a shellfish with a lake, which Niu Shan handed over after killing Liu Zizhi, and then stretched out his hand to wipe it, and an amethyst-like holy fruit appeared in his hand. (To be continued......)

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