Xia Yu lurked outside the mountain gate, catching the movement and waiting for the opportunity to move.

Now her strength is more than enough to fight a few foundation building monks with mediocre cultivation, but in this big battle between top forces, it is insignificant.

"The breath of spiritual emptiness...... A lot! ”

Xia Yanliu's eyebrows were tightly locked, and he watched absentmindedly from a distance.

She was worried in her heart, for fear that Fang Mu would fall in this big battle if she was not careful.

Nature calms her.

Xia Yu thought to himself and muttered: "The husband is not a person who insists on going his own way, if he is not sure, he will definitely give up on the old man, and it should be no big problem to think about it......"

Based on her understanding of the pastor, this is true.

Zhuge Song is good to the two of them, but he will not give up his life for these feelings.

"Yun family, what kind of bounty building is there...... Hum! ”

Xia Yan's beautiful eyes revealed a hostility that was incompatible with her.

……

……

The main peak of the green seal gate.

Yun Changsheng's face was gloomy and terrifying, and his bloody hands trembled slightly, obviously enduring to the limit.

"Nonsense!"

Yun Changsheng was almost violent, and said angrily: "My Yun family has been glorious for generations, and no one in Nanling knows it, how can you be insulted by a yellow-mouthed child!" ”

He hated to tear Fang Mu to pieces immediately!

"Chirp!"

The little fox seemed to sense Yun Changsheng's killing intent, and shouted milkily, as if to warn.

The strong man in black took over the conversation and argued: "No matter how good the internal affairs of my human race are, it will not be the turn of a demon beast to intervene!" Fang Mu, you are guilty! ”

"Yes! Fang is guilty! ”

Fang Mu said this openly, and there was an uproar.

The disciples of the Qingfeng Sect frowned in unison and looked at each other, causing a commotion.

The corner of the black-clothed powerhouse hooked up a sneer.

But before he could continue to hold on to this reason, Fang Mu sneered: "Kill him!" Don't worry about any foreign affairs, catch him and die! ”

"Chirp!"

The little fox can fully understand human words, roared angrily, and pounced viciously at the strong man in black!

The black-clothed powerhouse's face changed drastically, he didn't expect Fang Mu to be so decisive.

What made him even more bitter was Fang Mu's words......

"Damn, damn thief, how dare you speak so wildly to me!"

The strong man in black didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly avoided his fox.

He won't despise this fox demon because of his weak stature, the stone wall in the backyard that has collapsed into ruins is enough to explain everything!

The little fox pounced in the air, but he was not discouraged, and Xun Min rushed again!

"If I'm a soft persimmon, I can't do it!"

The anger of the black-clothed powerhouse surged into his heart, and he was pressed and beaten again and again, and he gradually couldn't control it.

In an instant, in the face of the little fox's head hammer, the strong man in black pinched his hands and lifted a hill out of thin air!

A black shadow shrouded the entire Qingfeng Gate, and in front of the terrifying realm of the Spirit Void Monks, many Foundation Building Monks were like children with no power to restrain them, without the power to resist!

The hill quickly left the ground, rose all the way into the air, and immediately smashed into the little fox!

"Hmph, that's it!" The black-clothed powerhouse showed a triumphant sneer.

Bang!!

A tiny black dot rushed out of the hill, shattering countless stone chips falling from the sky, and smashed the Yellow Dragon!

Poof.

The black dot hit the chest of the black-clothed powerhouse, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his expression was shocked.

He burst back hundreds of steps, pulled away from the distance, and his face was extremely ugly: "Damn, I made a mistake!" This fox demon is extraordinary, and the strength of its physical body far exceeds its physique!! ”

All of this happened in the electric light and stone fire.

"Chirp, tweet!"

The little fox hummed and chirped with disdain.

It doesn't know any exercises, and it doesn't know any other means, and with the strength of its physical body, it is enough to deal with such a situation!

"Hugh is rampant!"

Yun Changsheng shouted violently, volleyed down, and the phantom of the bloody hand stretched out dozens of zhang away, grabbing the little fox!

Zhuge Song naturally will not sit still.

He palmed the banana leaf between his hands and slammed it!

Suddenly, the wind of the Qingfeng Gate was fierce, the ground shook and the mountains shook, and this biting wind swept all the way, sweeping up countless building tiles, breaking Yun Changsheng's attack!

Zhuge Song swallowed the next pill, his face warmed up a little, and he shouted: "It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, evacuate quickly!" ”

"Withdraw!!"

The four peak masters who were still alive did not dare to fight again.

Under the strong wind, they took advantage of the chaos to get rid of their respective opponents and cover the evacuation of hundreds of disciples.

At this juncture, the disciples didn't care whether the great formation of the Shouzong was formed or not, and they fought and retreated, jumping off the cliff one after another like dumplings!

Almost all of them are in the foundation building period, even if they jump from the peak and settle down with their strength, they can't handle it properly.

"Kill me, don't let any of the remnants go!!"

The strong man in black had his eyebrows beating violently, he wanted to divide this territory, and Wushan also wanted to divide it, but he never wanted to see the Qingfeng Gate still existing!

Otherwise, he will not be able to sleep!

Now, he has been entangled by the little fox, miserable, and lacking skills, so he can only watch those guys who have sealed the door flee away under his nose one after another.

The same is true for Yun Changsheng.

He and Zhuge Song were both in the middle stage of the spiritual void, and the other party was not lightly injured, but they were still inseparable.

The old war king, that is also the war king!

"The breath of the little fox has spread, and those guys in Nanling City have already noticed it, I'm afraid it won't be long before someone comes......"

"It's not a way to go on like this......"

Fang Mu stayed where he was and did not evacuate.

He thought quickly in his mind, weighed the pros and cons, and now he had two options in front of him.

Either give up Zhuge Song and the little fox and take advantage of the chaos to escape.

Or, choose one of the two and take one of them!

Giving up one of them is undoubtedly the most rational choice, if one spirit is entangled with his life, he can buy enough time to help the other escape from pursuit.

This is already very emotional, if you are an ordinary person, no one will be saved, you will take care of your own life first.

No...... I'm afraid I won't even come to wade into this troubled water!

"Take your pet, get out!"

Zhuge Song's battle intent shook the sky, roaring the main peak in the wind, and at the cost of burning his own essence and blood, spells emerged in endlessly.

He guarded the land of his old friends with a mortal heart.

Fang Mu came, which made him happy and angry, happy that this kid was still alive, angry that he was stupid enough to run to die, lacking a young man who was in awe, and didn't know how thick the sky was!

But Zhuge Song still smiled.

He has no heirs under his knees all his life, he has lived for most of his life, and in his old age, he can still have such a loving and righteous boy, and he is willing to work hard for his old bones.

Die...... It's worth it, too!

"I said, one year, the first person of the younger generation in Nanling, this is owed to you."

"Until our pastoral favor is repaid, you can't die if you want to."

Fang Mu made a decision.

Abandon one and save only one?

Only the general generation makes the choice, Fang Mu ...... All of them!

The self-proclaimed mercenary young man threw away the bone feather sword in his hand in the wind, stretched out two fingers under his sleeves, and thunder insects chirped diligently.

With the finger as the sword, the sword of man is one, he is the sword, and the sword is him!