The lights are bright, and the armor is noisy.

The Divine Soldier Villa is the overlord of the neighborhood, how terrifying is it when it moves?

Fang Yuan had truly seen the defense of the villa this time.

Torches were raised, illuminating the entire villa as if it were daytime.

There is no government in this world, and there is naturally armor in the Divine Soldier Villa, and it is still the kind of Xuanjia that is forged with refined steel, covering the whole body, and may not be able to break through even if the masters of the middle and third grades attack indiscriminately.

There are not only armor, but also crossbow archers, with the Divine Soldier Building as the center, showing a diffusion trend.

When encountering this kind of lineup, if there is a master from the side, even if it is a big master, I am afraid that you will have to hate!

"Humph!"

The gray-robed man snorted coldly, his gaze uncertain, as if he was forcibly killing Fang Yuan, and he had to choose between getting out and leaving immediately.

"Nangong is hopeless...... Although I don't know why you have a martial art, your fate has long been doomed to be desolate and become a 'scabbard'! ”

Looking at the figures of the masters and armor soldiers who were getting closer and closer, the gray-robed man floated and retreated, but a wisp of voice came into Fang Yuan's ears.

"Scabbard? Raising knives with people? ”

Fang Yuan was not stupid and sweet, the gray robe was a little bit clear, and he understood something.

At this time, the gray-robed man was like an autumn leaf, flying in the dark, and left in a dashing manner before the encirclement closed, without touching a single leaf.

"Young Master! The old slave is late, and he deserves death! ”

The figure flashed, Fu Bo had already arrived in front of Fang Yuan, his body was overflowing with qi, and he was also a second-grade master.

Even if Nangong Wentian, the owner of Shenbing Villa, is only a second-grade product.

The second product solicits the second product, which is a bit incredible.

"What's going on?"

Fang Yuan's face was blank: "I was in the courtyard just now, and suddenly a gray-robed strange man came, kidnapped me here, and said a lot of strange things, what does the scabbard mean?" ”

"This person has ill intentions, and what he says is false, don't pay attention to him!"

Fu Bo shook his head resolutely: "But the young master is the heart of the owner, once something happens, even if it is just a little skin, the old slave is to blame!" ”

Fang Yuan suddenly felt a chill.

Such a groveling second-grade master is completely determined to be a dog.

If Nangong asks that innocence is an ordinary second-class product, how can he be able to tame this person?

"I'm fine...... I'm going back and getting some rest! ”

However, at this time, he still played the image of a gentleman, in a cold sweat, and he was shocked.

"This is natural!"

Fu Bo immediately waved off the armor soldier and personally sent Fang Yuan back to the small courtyard, it seemed that he had made up his mind to keep it all night.

"Something strange...... There was such a big thing, Nangong Wentian didn't even show up, was he entangled in some trouble? ”

Fang Yuan closed the door and thought a little strangely.

……

At the same time as there was a huge commotion in the Divine Soldier Villa.

Inside the cave underneath.

The blood in the pool was replenished at some point, and it returned to its previous level.

One of them, a giant black knife, is greedily devouring all this.

Nangong Wentian stretched out his hand and grabbed the neck of a master, without the slightest fluctuation on his calm face, he directly cut his veins and bleed, and let the blood water spill into the pool.

Next to it, there was already a small mountain of corpses, each of which was a dead warrior.

"Demon soldiers! Demon Soldiers! ”

Just when Nangong Wentian was expressionless and mentioned the last old man, the old man struggled and spat blood from his mouth: "Nangong Wentian...... You actually fed the demon soldiers with human blood, and the entire martial arts righteous path knew about it, and they would not let you go! ”

"Noise!"

This kind of ant's last wail could not make Nangong Wentian hesitate at all.

His nails were slender, and with a single stroke, the old man's neck burst open, and blood gushed out, making the pool more and more vivid and bright.

"According to the ancient books, this demon soldier must devour the water of the blood pool nine times before it can be considered a ......."

It's just that, while rejoicing at the rapid progress, Nangong Wentian was a little puzzled: "It took more than ten years before, and the progress was only a little, why did it start to improve by leaps and bounds since a month ago?" But it's okay, it's just right to hurry...... The forces have noticed me, and tonight's events are proof of that. ”

"Soon...... Soon...... I'll be able to get my wish, won't I, Shan'er? ”

He looked ahead, obsessed and loving.

Unfortunately, there was nothing in the void ahead.

However, in the boiling pool of blood, within the rich crimson, there seemed to be a trace of purple, which was fleeting, and was also absorbed by the giant knife, and it was extremely difficult for outsiders to find.

……

"Damn...... A mere first-class martial artist dares to assert my life and death! ”

In the courtyard, Fang Yuan sat cross-legged, and the aura on his body also began to be tyrannical: "If I can use a part of my source power, even if it's just one percent, I can crush him like an ant!" ”

"But the arrival of this person is a bad omen, I'm afraid the day of the big showdown is coming......"

Fang Yuan looked at his attribute bar, the black rune at the end of his specialty was also in the final stage.

It seems that there is still one last stroke left, and it can be completely complete.

And the vague premonition also made Fang Yuan know that if he completed this step, the benefits he would bring would be beyond imagination.

……

The sixth day of the first month.

The sun is just right, and the breeze is not dry.

Shenbing Mountain Villa is full of lights, and there is a lot of traffic in front of the giant gate.

Today is the fiftieth birthday of Nangong Wentian, the owner of Shenbing Mountain Villa, and the nearby sect martial arts, but all the people with heads and faces have been invited, and they have come with heavy gifts, and no one dares not to give face to this soil emperor.

The four Fang Yuan sisters and brothers, all wearing brocade robes at this time, greeted guests in front of the door, smiling so hard that the muscles on their faces stiffened.

"Ten Thousand Miles Divine Fist Wan Old Man has arrived!"

"The head of Songhe Gate, Songhe is really here!"

"Ranger Song Zhili, I will give you a pair of golden peaches, and I wish the owner of the village a blessing like the East China Sea and Shoubi Nanshan!"

……

Accompanied by Fu Bo's high-pitched voice, one by one the martial arts masters entered the Shenbing Mountain Villa and sat down in their respective seats.

The most central table was personally received by Nangong Wentian, who were all well-known experts in the nearby counties and powerful warriors of the third grade.

"Ladies and gentlemen......"

Nangong Wentian was wearing a robe embroidered with more than 100 golden 'longevity' characters at this time, and his children were beside him, standing up with a red face: "Thank you for not giving up, come to celebrate my birthday, Nangong Wentian has thanked you for this, drink three cups first, and it is not a tribute!" ”

"Don't dare! Can't! ”

The people in the rivers and lakes present raised their wine glasses one after another: "I'll drink together!" ”

After three rounds of drinking, Nangong Wentian continued: "It's just right, taking advantage of today's festive celebration, there is still something to announce...... I intend to wash my hands of gold, and there is no hope of handing over the Divine Soldier Villa to the dogs! ”

As soon as these words came out, the room was silent.

Nangong Xiu's face turned cold, a smile froze on her face, and the cup in her hand fell to the ground.

And Nangong Qing gritted his teeth.

Nangong Fu was a little strange, his face seemed to be sad and happy, and it was difficult to explain clearly.

In contrast to the three sisters, the guests in the venue immediately began to talk after a brief silence.

Although Nangong Wuwang is the only son of Nangong Wentian, who doesn't know that this is the No. 1 big gentleman in Tianzi, who doesn't learn and has no skills, and likes luxury.

Of course, the most important thing is that there are hundreds of leaks, an ordinary person.

Can such a person control the huge family business of the Divine Soldier Villa?

Fang Yuan was also very surprised.

This Nangong Wentian didn't follow the usual path at all, he hadn't discussed it with him before, and he didn't even show the slightest hint of his words.

"Owner, do you want to wash your hands in a golden basin?"

Songhe Zhenren and Old Man Wan who were sitting at the same seat looked at each other, and they were very surprised: "This is not negligent." ”

The rules of the rivers and lakes, once the ritual of washing hands in the golden basin is really completed, no matter what grievances there are before, they must be put down in one fell swoop, and no longer ask about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, and outsiders are not allowed to seek revenge.

At this time, under the witness of so many colleagues, it is really a golden basin, that is, ironclad, and there is no way back.

"This is natural!"

Nangong Wentian clapped his hands, and Fu Bo stepped forward with a golden basin, obviously prepared.

"Wait!"

Just when Nangong Wentian was about to reach into the basin in front of everyone's eyes, an untimely voice suddenly sounded, fierce and high-pitched, with hatred.

"Nangong Wentian, you have done so many bad things, you want to wash your hands in a golden basin, have you asked us these righteous paths?"

A young knight suddenly stood up, his eyes blood-red: "I got the news that the owner of the Divine Soldier Mountain Villa has obtained a demon soldier, hidden in the cellar, and raised with human blood, is this true or false?" How dare you show us? ”

"What? Demon soldiers? ”

Matsutsuru almost jumped to his feet, deeply aware of the power of this blade.

"Not only that, but he likes to sacrifice martial artists the most, Tong Family Flying Spear, Fei Lao Er, and Black and White Ghosts...... These warriors who mysteriously disappeared were all poisoned by him! ”

Another swordsman stood up, shook out a long list, and then unsheathed his sword: "Today, I will do the right thing for heaven!" ”

"What? My Tong family's flying spear boy crown is really your poisoner? ”

"It's a good Nangong to ask the sky, return my brother's life!"

"Nangong Wentian, if I don't kill you today, I swear not to be a man!"

……

Several warriors stood up, their eyes red.

Martial arts is originally small, and anyone is related to it, at this time, Nangong asked the sky to do longevity, and wiped out the masters of several nearby counties, and between them, there was often such and such a connection, and they were organized at once.

'Huh? ’

Fang Yuan looked at this scene, but suddenly remembered the gray-robed man last night.

There is no doubt that only the other party has such strength and scheming, and finds evidence to persuade the people of various sect families to suddenly attack at Nangong Wentian's birthday banquet.

For a while, the birthday banquet that was originally smiling and smiling suddenly turned into a sinister killing game!

A lot of evidence was revealed one by one, and finally pointed to the Shenbing Mountain Villa, completely exposing the darkest side of this place to the sun.