The moment the sword pierced the blood, the sound of the wind in Wushan seemed to be still.

"This monster ......"

At the two thousand eight hundred steps, Li Xunshuang, who looked up, couldn't help muttering.

She was already exhausted, and she deeply realized the horror of Wushan, and the more she was like this, the more difficult it was to understand Fang Mu.

"Amitabha Buddha ......," the monk sighed.

Not only them, but also several other top Tianjiao who are not far from each other.

Jiang Liang was even more dumbfounded.

The height of the seven thousand steps can still affect Ye Xingyu's life......

No one will believe it!

But the facts are in front of them, so they have to bow their heads, just look at the understanding, they ...... It's not even as good as that Qi Refining Period Sword Cultivator with a mediocre face and a weak face!

"Abominable ......"

At the foot of the mountain, Yun Yuan, who had already been eliminated, had an extremely gloomy face.

The heart is becoming more and more uneasy.

He didn't expect that Fang Mu would have such an astonishing understanding, according to this trend, if he grew up in the future, wouldn't it be ......

Thinking of this, Yun Yuan regretted even more that he underestimated the enemy that day and failed to strangle this potential threat in the cradle!

"This guy ......"

Three thousand and one hundred steps, Meng Qian was stunned.

As early as before, when Fang Mu passed by her, he was shocked enough.

During that time of incense, Fang Mu did her best to entangle others, all of which were seen by Meng Qian, it was precisely because of this that she couldn't believe that Fang Mu could catch up with him later, and even ...... More than Ye Xingyu!

What kind of demon did you find to make him give up the opportunity to go up the mountain?

Recalling a conversation in Yu Qingfengmen's tavern three days ago, he kept feeling how powerful Ye Xingyu was, and Meng Qian couldn't help blushing and embarrassed.

At that time, she was only a newborn calf, but now she is a good ......

It's not that Fang Mu is arrogant, but he really has this capital, and he doesn't take Ye Xingyu in his eyes in the trip to Wushan!

"Crazy, this kid is crazy!"

"Sword Thorn Leaf Star Shower...... Let's ask today's Nanling, who dares to do this?! ”

"This son will surely die!"

"That's right, no matter what he does, he can't escape the fate of death, all of this has been doomed since he pointed at the Ye family!"

At the foot of the mountain, countless people's eyes were about to pop out.

There are also sensible people who see through the essence of the whole thing and draw conclusions.

How could Zhuge Song not understand?

Fang Mu is a knife warrior, Ye Xingyu is a fish meat, it seems like this on the surface, but in fact...... Is that really the case?

"I'm in trouble now......"

Zhuge Song has an extremely headache, and at the moment, no one can control the situation on Wushan.

Even if they are these spiritual voids, they can't do it, after all, Wushan looks at understanding, no matter how strong they are, they can't fly up in the air, they can only go up step by step.

But...... How did you get to the point of 7,000 steps?!

Even if it can be done, there is no time, Gosan is about to close, and no one can intervene.

"Kill, the Ye family is furious, if you don't kill, Ye Xingyu won't let him go afterwards."

"He's going to die anyway, unless ......"

Thinking of that, Zhuge Song's white eyebrows raised slightly, and he was the only one who could think of that way to live.

Right now, how to decide depends on Fang Mu himself.

Thinking of this, everyone only felt that it was extremely ridiculous, a small Qi refining period less than thirty years old could dominate the situation of the entire Wushan.

The point is, no one really has anything to do with him!

Jumping around on the mountain, up and down......

Who can withstand this!

"Excellent! Okay very! ”

Ye Xingyu was so angry that he was trembling all over, of course, he didn't dare to say this.

Because he smelled a hint of murderous intent, this guy ...... I'm afraid you really dare to kill him!

"Ye Ruyi, how much do you know about this name?"

Fang Mu knew that time was running out, and without any pause, he immediately opened his mouth to ask.

He didn't forget the strange words of Zhuge Song when he first arrived at Qingfengmen, and firmly remembered the name Ye Ruyi, now is a rare opportunity, if he misses this time, I am afraid it will be difficult to find the answer again.

Hearing this, Ye Xingyu frowned.

"Say." Fang Mu urged impatiently.

Ye Xingyu was almost so angry that he desperately tried his best on the spot, took a deep breath, swallowed his anger forcibly, and said with a cold face: "I don't know." ”

Fang Mu narrowed his eyes.

His mind was racing and thinking, obviously, this Ye Xingyu should know something.

If he really wanted to kill him, Fang Mu really didn't dare, it would not be good for him to do so.

Fang Mu groaned for a moment and coldly retracted his sword.

"Heh......"

The corners of Ye Xingyu's mouth were slightly hooked, revealing a touch of disdainful ridicule, even those spiritual powerhouses didn't dare to touch him, where did this guy in front of him get his qualifications?

Patience, just patience for a moment.

When Wushan is over, when the true qi recovers a little, this person will be killed!

"Sure enough, I still didn't dare to kill him......"

The spirit-void old monsters at the foot of the mountain couldn't help but be a little disappointed in their hearts, but it was a pity.

"The Ye family is the largest family in Nanling, how can he compete with it?"

Quite a few shook their heads.

It's just a false alarm, ask yourself, if it were them, they wouldn't have the courage to step on Ye Xingyu up the mountain, it was already shocking enough, and they dared to do this, what is it not looking for death?

Unexpectedly, under the attention of all the people, Fang Mu made a move that made people stunned......

"How much do you think your life is worth?"

Fang Mu picked out Ye Xingyu's storage ring with his sword, weighed it in his hand, and asked with a smile.

In a daze, Xia Yan woke up a little.

"Pay the money and don't kill...... Hmmm......"

Xia Yan slurred his speech, subconsciously spoke, and then fell into a deep sleep, his saliva wetting Fang Mu's clothes.