"Bang!"

Ying Protector's fallen body slapped heavily on the ground, and the fierce scarred face with a smug smile directly came into close contact with the ground. Eight?? 1. Chinese ??? .?8?1(a)Z?(8).(a)C(a)O(a)M

However, at this moment, Ying Protector could no longer feel the pain of his face directly slapping on the ground, and now his body was full of death, without the slightest breath of life, he was already dead.

Ying Protector didn't notice that the moment before his gravel palm was about to slap on Fang Xin's body, Fang Xin's palm full of thunder and lightning had already lined up at his heart, and it stopped beating the moment the thunder and lightning poured into his heart.

Ying Protector, who thought he had killed Fang Xin before he died, never thought that he would be dead the moment this thought came to mind, and even he didn't feel that he was dead.

But he is indeed dead, and there is no difference from the appearance of his subordinates when they died, and the only difference is that he still has a smug smile on his face when he dies, and he can be regarded as a happier death, at least he still maintains a beautiful fantasy.

Looking at Ying Protector's fallen body, the thunder and lightning in Fang Xin's hand jumped violently and disappeared into the air, Fang Xin clapped his hands a little boredly.

He could see that Ying Protector's hand kung fu was not weak, he should have been cultivating his hand kung fu for decades, otherwise he wouldn't have such a thick cocoon on his hand, but for him, the strength was obviously not enough.

Ying Protector's gravel palm is powerful enough, and he can not die when he slaps on him, but it will also be damaged, but it is too slow to hit him at all.

The reason why Fang Xin was still standing in place just now was that he had the opportunity to end the life of the Dharma Protector before the gravel palm slapped on him, otherwise Fang Xin's degree would have already flashed aside, and the Ying Dharma Protector might not even be able to see Fang Xin's shadow.

"There are also eleven protectors and three masters. Looking at the depths of the Silver Mountain, Fang Xin sighed softly.

After eavesdropping on the conversation between Ying Protector and his subordinates, Fang Xin learned that the three major protectors of the bloody bandit group were all in the main village deep in the Silver Mountain, and the twelve protectors such as Ying Protector were all stationed in various areas of the Silver Mountain with some of the bandits' subordinates.

Fang Xinzhong clearly called him a guard, in fact, it was for Fang Xin to rob the passing merchants and pedestrians, and the Dharma protector who guarded in Fang Xin's area was the Dharma Protector, and Hu Xiaosan, a subordinate of the Dharma Protector, said that the Dharma Protector was not the strongest among the twelve Dharma Protectors of the Blood Murder Bandit Group, but it was also the top combat power.

Fang Xin already had a rough assessment of the strength of the Twelve Protectors of the Blood Demon Bandit Group, and the next step was to start hunting them.

At this time, Fang Xin, who was hiding in the shadows, was a hunter, and those bloody bandits in the light were Fang Xin's prey.

Without staying too long, Fang Xin's figure disappeared in place and began his hunt.

Fang Xin's figure disappeared here, leaving behind only a dozen corpses of fierce bandits without the slightest breath, who would be devoured by the beasts in the Silver Mountain in some year and month, or eroded and decomposed into the soil beneath them after years.

Fang Xin didn't know these things, because at this moment, Fang Xin had already started his hunt.

The moon is born and the moon sets, tomorrow hangs high in the sky, in front of a huge wooden village, a thin and tall young man with golden and black eyes stands next to the wooden village, and the people in the wooden village do not notice him at all.

The tall and thin boy was dressed in a cyan robe, with a handsome face, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and a flat look in his eyes, as if he was unmoved by anything.

This young man in green shirt is Fang Xin, who hasn't slept all night, but at this moment, there is no fatigue in his demeanor, and he still looks energetic.

Of course, Fang Xin, who hadn't slept all night last night, was not idle, and the twelve protectors of the bloody bandit group had all died in the silver mountain overnight, without making a sound.

The strongest bald protector of the Twelve Protectors of the Bloody Bandit Group has the cultivation of the Mortal Realm Triple Initial Period, and if it really fights, it may produce some noise and attract the attention of other fierce bandits, but these bloody bandits seem to be comfortable and accustomed to it, and they have lost their vigilance in the past.

Fang Xin was able to attack them unexpectedly every time, but he didn't make any sound, and the three masters of the fierce bandits and the bloody fierce bandit group in the general village naturally did not realize that the twelve protectors and hundreds of fierce bandits under his command had already died in Yinshan.

After solving the twelve protectors and hundreds of fierce bandits, Fang Xin walked towards the depths of the silver mountain without distraction, and was not afraid that any of the fierce bandits would see his whereabouts and report to the general village.

Along the way, Fang Xin has not seen any demon beasts with strong cultivation, and the strongest demon beasts are only three in the mortal realm, which is not worth mentioning at all, and there are more beasts without cultivation.

Fang Xin didn't know why there was such a scene, presumably this phenomenon should be inseparable from the bloody bandits, most of the powerful demon beasts in the mountains had been hunted and killed by the bloody bandits.

When the sun slowly rises tomorrow, Fang Xin finally found the Bloody Demon Village in the depths of the Silver Mountain, which is where the three major masters and some of the remaining bandits are located.

As long as this place is breached, the bloody bandit group will naturally be defeated, Fang Xin's task will also be completed, and the 5oo points will be in hand.

Fang Xin naturally didn't continue to drag on, and in a flash, his figure flashed, and he disappeared in place and came to the cottage.

The area of the bloody village is huge, and there are many buildings, but with Fang Xin's eyesight, he can clearly see that there are three wooden buildings in the center of the wooden village that are larger than other buildings, and this must be the residence of the three masters.

Even from a distance, Fang Xin could feel the magnificence of the three adjacent wooden buildings in the center of the wooden village, and seeing this scene, Fang Xin could also understand why the Dharma Protector wanted to become the fourth leader of the bloody bandits.

The treatment enjoyed by the head of the bandit is indeed much better than that of the Dharma protector.

"Well, which team are you from?" Fang Xin, who was hiding behind a wooden house, heard a man's voice ringing in his ears.

Fang Xin looked at the sound and saw a sleepy-eyed middle-aged man standing not far from him, his hand still tugging at his pants, obviously just woke up and wanted to come out to solve his physiological problems, but he saw Fang Xin hiding here.

"I am .." Fang Xin saw the middle-aged man in front of him and smiled slightly, and at the moment he answered, he came to the middle-aged man's face.

The thunder and lightning flashed, and the middle-aged man's originally hazy sleepy eyes widened instantly, but his body slowly fell backwards, and the hand holding his pants lost his strength and slowly let go, and the pants fell off to reveal his thighs full of heavy hair.

Seeing such a scene, Fang Xin shook his head helplessly, his goal was only the three masters, but there were always those who came to die, and he was also helpless.