Fang Ming went down to Shaomu Mountain all the way refreshed.

Since he has entered the innate and his alien true qi has dissolved, he naturally doesn't want to stay in Shaolin anymore, so he made his intention clear to the abbot master early.

The reason is also very easy to find, "the disciple can't rest assured that the original Huashan faction wants to go to Fujian to meet the ......", and the image of a loyal and filial son jumped up.

Fang Zheng didn't agree at first, after all, a good apprentice can't be abducted by Lao Yue.

But Fang Ming had his own way, he was wandering around the Shaolin Temple if he had nothing to do, and he was even more interested in a certain place where Ren Yingying was imprisoned, and after a few times, Fang Zheng saw that he was in good health, and he was even more afraid that once the two met, something would happen, so he finally relented and agreed.

"Very good...... Fujian always has to go, although I will definitely not use the evil sword spectrum to practice, but it doesn't hurt to take a look, after all, I will have to find Sister Dongfang to embroider in the future, and I still have to understand the sunflower treasure book......"

Fang Ming was in a hurry, and at the same time, he was speculating in his heart about Dugu Jiujian's swordsmanship.

He majored in swordsmanship, but swordsmanship is already good, and now he has this swordsmanship, where can he not figure it out day and night?

Not long after descending the Shaomu Mountain, several horses galloped by, and on horseback they were dressed as people in the rivers and lakes, shouting: "Come on, don't let that thief escape!" ”

After these few rides, a few more horses passed, and one of them asked Fang Ming: "Have you ever seen an old man in a white robe passing by, he hangs a scimitar at his waist, his spirit is terrifying, and he is unforgettable at first sight......

"Nope!"

Fang Ming shook his head, his heart moved: "It can't be such a coincidence, right?" Did you meet Xiang Wentian? ”

At this time, several waves of knights passed by, and Xiang Wentian, the right envoy of light, raised his hatred value quite high. Seeing that not only the people in the Demon Sect, but also a large number of righteous masters from Qingcheng, Songshan, and Taishan went to hunt down.

"Let it be, I'm too lazy to move. Anyway, as long as there is no Xiang Wentian, he can't escape under Meizhuang alone. Daily self-cultivation, I can't live a few years longer than in the original book, and I can be regarded as worthy of Ren Yingying......"

Fang Ming's brows moved, and he walked in the direction of the black and white pursuits.

A few miles later, a black pine forest appeared in front of him, surrounded by hundreds of people in black pressure, wrapping a pavilion in the middle of the pavilion impermeable.

In the middle of the pavilion, an old man in a white robe poured himself a drink, and his eyebrows were full of boldness. Leisurely, he doesn't seem to take the siege around him seriously at all.

This kind of generous and heroic man, if he were replaced by the previous Ling Hu Chong, he would be chivalrous and prosperous, go up to drink three bowls of spirits with him, and then kill the enemy side by side.

However, it was Fang Ming who was here at this time! is also already in Shaolin, how can he make the same choice as Ling Hu Chong?

"Borrow, let's let!"

Fang Ming squeezed all the way for more than ten zhang, and finally arrived outside the pavilion. Take in the old man's face.

This Xiang Wentian is really tall, with an old face and a clear appearance, and the gray beard under the chin hangs directly to his chest.

He didn't wear a scimitar, he just carried a burden on his back. There were also chains on his hands, apparently just escaped from prison, and he was holding a large bowl of booze. Treat the heroes present as nothing!

"This Xiang Tiantian, nicknamed Tianwang Laozi, naturally regards the rules of etiquette as nothing. There is even a plot in the original book where you want to eat human flesh...... It's more than innocent! ”

A line of murderous intent flashed in Fang Ming's eyes!

Kill Xiang Wentian, let me go, naturally I can't come out of Meizhuang again. Without this big devil in the martial arts, it is natural that he can be at peace for a while, which can be regarded as a good deed.

"Alas......"

At this time, Fang Ming saw that the black and white masters were so cowering, he was really a little angry, and he didn't bother to wait any longer, and directly came out of the crowd: "Are you asking the sky?" ”

His voice was loud, and he immediately startled the people in the martial arts around him, and they all looked at this stunned boy.

"Hey ......" Xiang Wentian glanced at Fang Ming, and after seeing that it was a hairy boy, he didn't bother to pay attention to it, smiled coldly, and continued to drink without mentioning it.

"Isn't this the outcast of the Huashan faction, Ling Hu Chong? Do you still have the face to come over? ”

One of the Qingcheng factions jumped out, Fang Ming recognized Hou Renxiong, who was one of the 'heroes and heroes', Ling Hu Chong had an old grudge with Qingcheng, and this Hou Renxiong immediately jumped out to attack: "You made friends with treacherous evils and were expelled from Huashan Shimen, but now you want to join the Demon Sect?" ”

"In my God Sect, we don't accept such villains!" A black-clothed and yellow-belted Sun Moon Divine Cultist next to him sneered.

"Oh! It turned out to be Brother Hou, disrespectful and disrespectful, but I didn't expect that when did you also enter the Demon Sect? Otherwise, why not only did they arrest this person together, but they even spoke in unison, it can be seen that they have aspirations together, admire and admire! ”

Fang Ming laughed.

"You!"

As soon as the words fell, Hou Renxiong rushed up with the demon sect man.

The pure steel sword on Hou Renxiong's waist was unsheathed, and the sporadic sword light pierced the vital point of Fang Ming's body, as for the Demon Sect disciple, it was a pair of judge's pens, with exquisite moves and strong internal strength, which was no less than a first-class figure in the Wuyue Sword Sect.

"Thank you, Brother Hou, for the sword!"

Fang Ming stretched out his hand and gently and skillfully picked it up in the sword light, and in the dazzle of the onlookers, he had already pinched out a Qingfeng sword, and then with one kick, he directly kicked Hou Renxiong over a few somersaults, and rolled away in embarrassment.

With a sword in his hand, Fang Ming swung out a sword casually, using the 'whip style' in the Dugu Nine Swords, this move specializes in breaking all kinds of short weapons, and in the flashing of the sword light, the demon sect had a sword in his wrist, and one of his right palms had fallen to the ground.

"Good!"

These few tricks rose and fell, and the surrounding masters couldn't help but applaud when they saw Fang Ming's exquisite martial arts and superb swordsmanship.

"Brother Hou's trick 'butt backwards flat sand and goose style', I'm afraid I have to practice it well......"

Fang Ming said casually, which made Hou Renxiong's face red, and then he walked into the pavilion, and arched his hand slightly in front of Wentian: "Please make it to the right!" ”

"Your martial arts are very good, are you here to embarrass me?"

Xiang Wentian put down the wine bowl, since he saw Fang Ming show a subtle martial art just now, he didn't dare to be as presumptuous as before.

"Under the order of Hu Guochong, he is a disciple of the Shaolin layman!"

Fang Ming only said this sentence and didn't say more, because this reason was enough! Wulin Baidao and **** are originally blood feuds, and when a famous and decent disciple encounters a person in the Demon Sect, it is the norm to draw a sword and kill!

"It turned out to be Shaolin Gaozu! Xiang asked himself, it seems that he has not provoked Shaolin! Xiang Wentian sighed.

Songshan Shaolin has always been the bull ear of the Central Plains martial arts, and this prestige is still above the Wuyue Sword School, and the heroes outside the pavilion are all shocked.

"Destroying demons and defending the Dao is the vocation of our decent disciples!"

Fang Ming was colored, the blue light on his hand flashed a few times, and the chains on Xiang Wentian's hand had been completely removed!

Cutting the iron chain with the Qingfeng Sword was naturally Fang Ming's internal strength, Xiang Wentian already valued Fang Ming very much, but it was only at this time that he discovered that this young man's internal strength was so high that it seemed to be bottomless.

"I don't take advantage of you, there are so many weapons outside, you can borrow one!"

Fang Ming took a step back, his face open-minded.

"What a fast sword! What a majestic internal force! ”

The crowd was all moved, and took a few steps back.

Especially the people of the Sun Moon God Sect, naturally knew that the iron chain in Xiang Wentian's hand was not a simple thing, and the people who came here were actually able to cut it with an ordinary steel sword, and the speed and strength of the attack were so strong that they had reached an incredible realm!

"Good! Good!! Good!!! ”

Xiang Wentian looked at the iron chain broken in two on his wrist, and suddenly said three good words, and in the midst of a long laugh, he pushed his palms together, and the four pillars of the pavilion snapped and broke, and the entire pavilion was pressed down.

Before the pavilion was pressed, Xiang Wentian's body jumped out as swiftly as a big peng, entered the demon cult camp, punched and kicked, quickly overturned a vote of people, and even grabbed a scimitar and a horse, and was about to escape!

Xiang Wentian was extremely scheming, although he seemed to be surrounded by many before, he had already calculated the strategy of escape, so he was extremely leisurely, but now when he met Fang Ming, he instantly chose to flee after knowing that he was invincible!

He is not a person who talks about rules in the first place, and he has a heavy responsibility on his shoulders at this time, and it is not easy to find out the whereabouts of Ren Ren's line, so how can he be willing to fight the enemy here?

"Why should you be anxious to the right?"

Fang Ming's voice suddenly came from behind his ears, and Xiang Wentian jumped out in shock, his right foot and heart leg kicked one after another, and the wind was pressing.

It's a pity that his strength fell into the void, and after Xiang Wentian got off the horse, he found that Fang Ming at this time didn't know when he had stood behind the horse, and his light skills were so high that he looked like a ghost.

"That's it! That's it! Do you want my life? Then come on! ”

Xiang Wentian's scimitar was unsheathed, and the blade drooped slightly, blowing up waves of smoke and dust on the ground.

Seeing Fang Ming's light skills at this time, this right envoy of light gave up all hope and was ready to die and struggle.

At this time, everyone knew that Xiang Wentian wanted to fight hard in a hurry, and they retreated one after another, naturally forming a circle and giving up the battlefield.

"I am about to learn the tricks of the king of heaven......

As Fang Ming spoke, a sword had already stabbed out lightly.

This sword stabbed very slowly, throughout the ages, there has never been such a sword technique in the Wuyue Sword Sect, it is crooked, it can't be regarded as a sword move, but Xiang Wentian looked at the tip of the sword, and his face became unprecedentedly dignified, because he found that this opinion did not have the slightest flaw, it was natural, so that he had no room for counterattack!

He thought to himself that there would be many famous swordsmen in his life, but there had never been one who could give him so much pressure at the beginning!

Xiang Wentian could not avoid it, so he could only raise his sword, and the shadow of the knife was continuous, like a howling wind, encompassing the upper body, but taking a defensive move.

The tip of Fang Ming's sword moved, and he naturally drew a half circle, and the sword shadow merged into the sword shadow, shouting at the heavenly monster again and again, and there were many colors on his body, and he quickly retreated.

is just such a stab, a circle, and plain, but it forces a top master to be in danger again and again! (To be continued.) )