After a few battles, Fang Xue Hat's realm was raised by a small step, from the fifth level of the Tibetan Qi Realm to the sixth level, which slightly made up for the decline in the combat power of some serious injuries and initial recovery.

"Your progress is very fast, and you are worthy of being Fang Jiuxiang's son. Qi Cong was shocked in his heart, perhaps not ruthlessly cutting the grass and eradicating the roots was his biggest failure.

Fang Xue hated and raised the Sunset Sword: "If it weren't for your group of people, I wouldn't be where I am today." ”

Qi never knew what this sentence meant, he only knew that Fang Xue's sword had come to his eyes.

But in the time of the incense, the battle was over.

Fang Xue, who had the Reverse Life Talisman, had almost no opponents in the same realm, and most of them were crushing.

Fang Xue hated also gave Qi Cong a good time, which was regarded as a reward for him for concealing Yang Zhengdao's whereabouts.

Qi never married a wife, had no heirs, and there were not many people in Qi's house. When he went out, Fang Xue hated to walk through the gate, and the two family members trembled with fear when they saw Fang Xue hate's blood-dripping sword, and they didn't dare to squeak.

Why did Ding Xinran specifically order Fang Xue to kill Qi Cong? Not only because he was one of the accomplices, but more importantly, because Wu Xiu was a disciple of the Xiyang Sect and Ding Xinran's junior disciple.

It was getting late, and the entire Qingzhou City suddenly became a little quiet.

Fang Xue hated a bad premonition, and hurriedly went out of the city to Changtou Gorge to meet Blacksmith Zhou.

Changtou Gorge has three avenues intersecting, one of which is the only way to get to Xiyang Sect.

When Fang Xue hated arrived at Changtou Gorge, it was already completely dark, and he looked around, but he didn't find Blacksmith Zhou.

"Sure enough, there was an accident. Fang Xue hated very nervous, if something happened to Zhou Xiaoqu, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

Now that Qingzhou City can no longer go, Fang Xue has no choice but to wait in place, hoping that things will not reach the worst.

About an hour later, a black shadow appeared in Fang Xue's eyes, looking embarrassed.

"Uncle Zhou, what's wrong with you? What about Xiaoqu'er?" Fang Xue hated to hold on to Blacksmith Zhou, he was covered in injuries and looked very serious.

"Don't worry, no accident, Xiaoqu'er has arrived at Daze Academy. Blacksmith Zhou sat down and gasped: "I originally planned to kill Liu Luochen, but he was rescued by Liu Yuan's master, so I had no choice but to escape." ”

Knowing that Zhou Xiaoqu was safe, Fang Xue hated and relieved his heart, although Zhou Blacksmith's injuries were serious but not fatal, but they urgently needed treatment, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable.

At this moment, there was no safe place in the outside world, so Fang Xue had no choice but to take Blacksmith Zhou back to Xiyang Sect.

But God did not fulfill people's wishes, and on the road ahead, it seemed that there were already people waiting for him to appear.

Fang Xue hated to see a man in a black robe standing in the dark night, if it weren't for the mysterious blue of those pupils, he would almost not see it.

The man held a folding fan in his hand and had a faint smile on his face, as if everything was under his control.

"Fang Xue hate, hello. The man took the initiative to speak, looking like an old friend he hadn't seen in years.

However, Fang Xue hated to know that men were only enemies, not friends.

Fang Xue hated this person at all, and didn't know where he came from. However, Blacksmith Zhou's face was heavy at the moment, and he said, "Yin Yang Hall Gong Jiamu, what are you doing here?"

"Gongjiamu?" Fang Xue hated that he hadn't heard of it, but he knew about the Yin Yang Palace. A few days ago, Zheng Xingwen appeared in Xiyang Sect, and Fang Xue was very puzzled, and now that Gong Jiamu came again, he was even more confused.

Gong Jiamu looked like a handsome boy and said with a smile: "Don't be so nervous, I just want to see what the person who killed my junior brother looks like." ”

"Are you looking for the wrong person?" Fang Xue hated to tilt her head, feeling that the aura on this guy's body was a bit evil.

"Oh yes, I forgot," Gong Jiamu shook the folding fan: "My junior brother Zheng Xingwen was stung to death by your horn bees." ”

Fang Xue was stunned for a moment: "What are you kidding? Horned bees can sting to death a Tibetan Qi Realm cultivator?"

"Yes, he didn't die, but he was also injured, and I happened to meet him, and he was eaten by me. Gong Jiamu seemed to be saying something extremely ordinary: "If it weren't for you to hurt him, how would I have had the opportunity to eat him?"

Gong Jiamu's bandit logic convinced Fang Xue, this guy's face is simply too thick. Fang Xue knew in an instant that Gong Jiamu was an extremely difficult opponent.

"You explored Tangjia Mountain at night and killed the people of the Silver Moon Guard, I happened to pass by and witnessed everything, and then you went to Crescent Moon Town and killed Yang Mo's family, and today you killed Qi Cong again, I feel more and more that you are very good." ”

"You've been stalking me?"

Fang Xue hated a sudden chill down her spine, a person with bad intentions followed him for so long and didn't find out, this was quite fatal.

"Knowing yourself and knowing that you are invincible in a hundred battles, besides, I don't really regard you as an opponent, don't you see that I haven't attacked you yet. Gong Jiamu's demeanor was leisurely, but the black robe and mysterious blue eyes made people dare not treat him as an ordinary person.

Fang Xue hated that he was almost stunned, and Blacksmith Zhou was seriously injured and couldn't afford to delay. He couldn't help but ask, "What the hell are you going to do?"

Gong Jiamu said, "Didn't I already say it? I'll meet you, well, by the way, think about how to eat you." ”

"You're sick!" Fang Xue hated to draw his sword and shoot.

Gong Jiamu stepped back a few feet: "Tsk, my temper is really short-tempered." ”

The folding fan in his hand suddenly opened, and the faint blue light in his pupils was even more intense. Gongjiamu's cultivation method is the magic fetus formula, eating human flesh and drinking human blood, and conceiving a demon fetus in the body, replacing the dantian qi sea.

This kind of exercise is extremely powerful and extremely evil, even in the Yin Yang Palace, which is famous for its evil, no one dares to blatantly cultivate, Gongjiamu is an alternative.

A black gas floated out of the folding fan, wrapping around the Sunset Sword like a ghost but not being hurt by the sword qi. Fang Xue had no choice but to put away her sword and retreat sharply.

Finally got rid of the weird black qi, Gong Jiamu's unbelievable methods made Fang Xue hate very headache.

"Alas, the little one is hungry again. Gong Jiamu touched his stomach, and his expression was very disgusting: "Let's fight quickly, summon the demon, Dalong." ”

Several black qi flew out from his dantian, converging into a black dragon in the air, opening its teeth and dancing claws to pounce on Fang Xue Hat.

"Wiped out. ”

Fang Xue hated a sword swing but did not achieve the desired effect, although the black dragon was cut off, it healed quickly, only a little thinner.

"This thing seems mysterious, but there must be a way to restrain it. Fang Xue's heart turned sharply, no exercise is invincible, and no one is invincible.

Blacksmith Zhou has almost no combat effectiveness, but his insight is still there: "Snow hate, draw salary from the bottom of the kettle!"

Fang Xue's eyes lit up, and he immediately moved his steps to avoid the black dragon and went straight to Gongjia Mu's real body.

"A sword back to the peak!"

This sword power is as fast as lightning, and it is the fastest sword in the Bishui Yixin swordsmanship.

Gong Jiamu's face changed suddenly, but he didn't expect Blacksmith Zhou to see his flaws. Fang Xue's sword momentum was too fast, and the melee combat happened to be Gongjiamu's weak point, so he had to give up controlling the black dragon to dodge sideways in order to save his life.

But Fang Xue's sword was faster than his reaction, and although he tried his best to dodge Gong Jiamu, he was still stabbed in the arm, almost cutting off one of his hands.

Gong Jiamu's smiling face disappeared, replaced by an angry face: "You two, get ready to die." Summon, Bloodwind!"

Fang Xue hated that his experience didn't give him a chance to open his position at all, but Gong Jiamu's body was covered with a strong smell of blood, which also made him dare not despise it.

The two fought in a stalemate for dozens of rounds, and Fang Xue hated to deal with it while observing, thinking about ways to break the game.

Suddenly, Gong Jiamu smiled evilly, Fang Xue hated that it was not good, and a black shadow the size of a baby's head actually flew towards Blacksmith Zhou!

"Demon fetus, swallow!"

Fang Xue hated and roared: "You dare!"

In a hurry, Fang Xue hated to show the sea and sky, but he was just going for the demon fetus.

Blacksmith Zhou was seriously injured and was not the opponent of the demon fetus at all, although he reacted quickly, he was still stabbed in the chest by the demon fetus!

A stream of blood gushed out, and Fang Xue's eyes were about to pop out.

Blacksmith Zhou was very calm at the moment, not only did he not retreat, but he jumped towards Fang Xue's sword light.

A long sword light bloomed from the sea and sky, almost splitting Blacksmith Zhou's chest in two, and the demon fetus was also cut in half.

"Uncle Zhou!" Fang Xue hated to fly over to catch Blacksmith Zhou, looking at his miserable appearance, she felt extremely uncomfortable, but she didn't know what to do.

The accidental death of the demon fetus caused great trauma to Gongjiamu, and his strength was almost seventy percent useless.

Gong Jiamu, who was spitting blood from his mouth, was crazy and shouted: "Fang Xue hate, I will pick up your ancestral grave!"

Gong Jiamu's whole person turned into a ball of black qi and rushed towards Fang Xue Hat, with a strong killing intent, as if he wanted to destroy everything.

Fang Xue hated to turn around, and the Sunset Sword glowed red.

The Reverse Life Talisman trembled violently at the center of his eyebrows, and streams of extremely pure vitality continued to converge on the sword body, making the light more and more intense.

Fang Xue hated to slowly move forward step by step, looking at the black qi rushing towards his face, he gritted his teeth and said, "Clear water and long sky!"

The Sunset Sword that exuded red glow seemed to have grown countless times larger, and each wisp of sword light seemed to be made up of a Sunset Sword. From a distance, the sword light that was close to ten zhang was like a splicing of thousands of sunset swords, rushing towards Gongjiamu like a waterfall from the sky.

The sword roar of "Boom" was endless, and the black qi that Gongjiamu had turned into was like a speck of dust under the countless sword lights, and he couldn't make any resistance at all.

When the sword light fell, a huge pit appeared on the ground. There was no gongjiamu in the pit, only a pile of minced meat and a folding fan with a skeleton left.

Before he had time to adjust his state, Fang Xue hated to use the little strength he had left to carry Blacksmith Zhou to the Xiyang Sect, praying in his heart that he would definitely hold on.

The night is still thick, and the night wind is still blowing.

Fang Xue's face was pale and sweating like rain, and he was already physically exhausted, and he even had a few brief faintings. With a tenacious will, Fang Xue Hate did not fall, and Blacksmith Zhou's blood sprinkled all the way down Fang Xue Hate's back, soaking through his clothes.

"Uncle Zhou, you hold on, it's coming soon!" Fang Xue didn't look back, hoping that Blacksmith Zhou would hear it.

Blacksmith Zhou was in a daze, and felt that he was about to die. He said weakly: "Take care of Xiaoqu'er." ”