"It's you!!"

Yun Yuan's face was extremely ugly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't expect you to be alive!" Fang Mu! ”

The last two words are almost squeezed out of the teeth.

It can be seen from this how much hatred he has for Fang Mu, so much so that he ignores Meng Qian, the main disciple of the remnants of the Qingfeng Sect.

"Fang Mu?!" Meng Qian was also stunned.

Few people know that in the past three months, she has also visited Wushan several times.

Except for Xia Yan's cold statement, Fang Mu was not dead, and the monks of the entire Nanling Tomb regarded this as a joke.

If you really don't die, why don't you stay down the mountain for months?

Meng Qian also thinks so, but sighs that it is a pity, the sky is talented, and there is no chance to invite this pervert to eat and drink for the rest of his life.

However, after three months.

Just when the sect was in danger, when he was about to be beheaded, this new star that fell in everyone's eyes flashed but appeared out of thin air.

"It's quite handy."

Fang Mu weighed the new feather bone sword, and with a shake of his left hand, he drew out a light sword from the storage ring and floated it into Meng Qian's hand.

Without looking back, he said, "Do something for me and return this sword to its owner." ”

"It's ...... I see! ”

Meng Qian was puzzled, looked down, and recognized it at a glance, this is Li Xunshuang's saber!

In yesterday's Tianjiao battle, she never went, and retained her spirit to prepare for the major events of the sect.

It's just that I heard that Li Xunshuang won the second place, and she never sacrificed her sword in the entire Tianjiao battle, and with her dexterous body and ghostly means, she was better than several Tianjiao.

Now that I think about it,

The woman surnamed Li did not look down on each other, but ...... The saber is not on her at all!

"What are you doing here, this is what I am waiting for Qing to seal the door, what do you have to do with you as an outsider!?"

After reacting, Meng Qian scolded coldly.

Her heart is like a mirror, she understands that there is a lot of luck today, I am afraid that she will not be able to escape this catastrophe, so she naturally does not want Fang Mu to be involved, how to say that he is also half a disciple of Zhuge Hall Master, and he has left no room to help herself in the trip to Wushan.

Right now, this guy threw Li Xunshuang's sword, and it was clear that he was persuading himself to leave!

Fang Mu pressed his chin and pondered: "You are right, the matter of the Qingfeng Gate has nothing to do with Fang Mou. ”

Hearing this, Yun Yuan showed a sneer.

"Then you don't get out of here!" Meng Qian spoke sharply.

Unexpectedly, Fang Mu shrugged his shoulders and said, "Saving your life is to repay the wine money that day, and now that the two are clear, Fang has his own things to do." ”

Meng Qian's expression was complicated, and he didn't know what he meant by this.

Shout.

A dull sound, rising from Fang Mu's waist, was a bronze ancient flying sword.

"You go ahead and do your business, I'm just here to kill someone."

After that, the flying sword swept towards the cloud abyss!

"Arrogance!"

Yun Yuan didn't laugh angrily, and said, "Do you really think that you can beat me?" The first time, I underestimated the enemy, and the second time, I was used by you as a bastard to take advantage of the advantages and disadvantages of Wushan, and this time...... I'd like to see what luck you have in the palm of my hand!! ”

"Fang Mu! Death!! ”

Yun Yuan burst into tears, the red mangs of the blood knife were three feet long, and it seemed that he had never moved, but in fact, the sword mangs had already shaken out the afterimage!

In the blink of an eye, under the hideous blood, there are hundreds of knives hidden inside!

Dang!

The bronze flying sword was slashed into the clouds, and completely disappeared.

It was difficult to estimate how sharp Yun Yuan's fast sword was, so much so that any blow from the thousands of swords would cut off Fang Mu's swordsmanship.

"Blood Sea Knife! Give it to me! ”

Yun Yuan roared angrily, and the immeasurable number of swords set off a large scarlet storm, enveloping everything around him, and swept away!

"Ah——!!h

At this moment, I am afraid that dozens of Qingfeng disciples were swept into the sea of swords, and they couldn't even shout the screams completely, so they lost their breath.

Even a few disciples of the Yun family, as well as monks from other unknown forces, were also killed by mistake.

The already scarlet Sword Sea Storm, after adding the corpse's stumps and broken arms, was even more red and black, and the pungent fishy stench shocked everyone around.

"Yun Yuan, are you crazy!?"

Immediately, a middle-aged monk's eyes widened and said, "Alliance, you dare to kill too!" ”

Yun Yuan was obviously red-eyed, and scolded extremely impatiently: "Shut up for me, and if you are long-winded, I will kill you together!" ”

"You!"

The man's stomach was full of anger, and he wanted to say something more.

But he was caught by Yun Yuan's glance in the air, and the red pupil illusion was captured, and he fell into a stupor, it was this momentary sluggishness that caused this person to be unable to dodge at all, and he was swallowed by the sword sea storm in an instant!

Kill! Kill!

Yun Yuan has never had such a moment, so crazy.

Since the trip to Wushan was planted in the gutter, for countless days and nights, whenever he heard rumors from the outside world, snickering at his Yun family's Yun Yuan, and was so completely defeated in Wushan, he was almost about to go crazy.

But he never expected that Fang Mu was not dead!

Not dead......

He should die in his hands, under his sword, and wash away the humiliation with the blood sacrifice knife!

"Die, miscellaneous!!"

Yun Yuan laughed wildly, his pupils were blood-red, and he was extremely hideous.

"Beware!" Meng Qian exclaimed.

This extremely depressing storm of the sea of swords hit, and from a slight distance, it would even make her uneasy, and her expression was shocked!

At such a moment when his life was hanging by a thread, Fang Mu actually slowly turned the feather bone sword in his hand.

"Idiot."

Vaguely audible, he whispered these words out of his mouth.

It seemed that it was just a casual blow with his hand, and the sword aura was compelling, and through the storm of the sword sea, it pierced into Yun Yuan's eyebrows with unmistakable accuracy.

The wind is howling.

Everyone was so stunned that they had even forgotten that the enemies they were fighting with each other looked sideways as if they had seen a ghost.

"You...... You ......"

In Yun Yuan's unbelievable eyes, the red pupils dissipated, and he gradually lost his expression.

In the back of his head, the sword is as long as five feet!

"Building ...... Base ......"

The period was never said again, and with full of hatred and unwillingness, Yun Yuan's body collapsed.

Except for the three spiritual voids in the sky who are still fighting to the death, the main peak of the entire Qingfeng Gate,

There was a dead silence.