"Whoa!"

Xiongba fell, and as soon as Fang Jin stretched out his hand, a three-inch-sized pitch-black coffin appeared in his hand, which was the Soul Suppression Pavilion.

A burst of suction came from the coffin of the soul suppression, and Xiongba was sucked in in a coma, and the dead town was sealed in it, and the whole person was in a state of neither death nor life.

"Hero!"

At this moment, a black shadow burst into the Xiongba Hall, it was Qin Shuang who had just rushed over, he learned all the truth from the mud bodhisattva, this time he came to question Xiongba face to face, but when he entered the Xiongba Hall, Qin Shuang found that those famous people were dead, only Dugu Ming and Shi Wuzun leaned aside.

"Godless Master? You're here like this, where is my master? Qin Shuang looked up and saw Fang Jin standing on top of the throne, and asked with a look of surprise on his face.

"Haha, Xiongba has been killed by the godless master, and the revenge of my Wushuang City has finally been avenged, and my father and child are blind even if they die at this moment." Dugu Ming, who was leaning on the cylinder on the side, only eased up at this moment, although the sword saint exuded sword intent and deliberately avoided him, but the power that condensed time and space also shrouded him, although he was not injured, but the soul was not comfortable, just now he saw Fang Jin punch Xiongba to hit him, and then sucked Xiongba in with a small coffin, and he was sure that Xiongba should be certain to die, so he said so after seeing Qin Shuang.

"What did you say?" Qin Shuang was shocked, he didn't expect that Xiongba was already dead.

"Yes, the old thief is dead, and your world will also be destroyed, godless master, the remnants of these worlds must be cleared, otherwise, if the grass is not eradicated, it will definitely be troublesome in the future." Dugu Ming stood up, knelt down and shouted at Fang Jin.

Fang Jin turned around and looked at Dugu Ming, he was not interested in clearing the remnants of the world, but Qin Shuang still had some weight in the supporting role after all, and if he caught the refining corpse, he could also collect a lot of origins.

With one hand stretched, a giant palm grabbed towards Qin Shuang, Qin Shuang's strength was only in the foundation building period at most, and it was not at the peak, about in the early to middle stages, although Fang Jin would not be a powerful Buddhist master, but this palm was still the power of the Jindan period, and the difference between the strength of the Jindan period and the foundation building period was like an adult and a newborn baby, a baby, no matter how impossible it was to resist an adult.

Qin Shuang knew that it was not good when he saw the giant palm, and used the strength of his whole body to exert the Tianshuang fist to the extreme and hit the giant palm, hoping to delay for a while, but the power of the Tianshuang fist did not even have a trace of vibration when it hit the giant palm, and the next moment Qin Shuang was held by the giant hand, and fainted with a slight pinch.

After sealing Qin Shuang as well, Fang Jin raised his head and looked at the outside of the Xiongba Hall, at this time, the three thousand disciples of the Little Lei Yin Temple had already gathered in the Tianxia Society, and at this moment they were fighting fiercely with the congregation of the Tianxia Society, as well as Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun who had rushed over.

Nie Feng didn't say anything, he had already obtained the blood Bodhi left by Fang Jin in Lingyun Cave, his skill was greatly improved, and he was haunted in the team of Xiaoleiyin Temple, and Bu Jingyun, who had disappeared for a while, also seemed to have an adventure, not only the originally torn arm was pressed back again, but also a sword in his hand, and the sword qi was overflowing at every turn, and those Arhats who drank the blood of zombies were still defeated and retreated under the sword qi even if they were copper skin and iron bones.

Fang Jin didn't pay attention to this when he saw this, he just turned around and sat on the throne of the male tyrant, no matter how many people in the Little Lei Yin Temple were, he didn't feel distressed, just so he could take this opportunity to see how far Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun had reached.

However, after watching it for a while, Fang Jin still shook his head, although the two of them can be regarded as great advances, they are only the strength of the foundation building period, and they have not broken through to the Jindan stage at all, and this time it is different from the original plot that Bu Jingyun did not obtain the Qilin Arm, Nie Feng did not get the Snow Drinking Crazy Knife, and as for the six tricks of Ao Han, I don't know if they have been refined.

It can be said that compared with the original plot, although the two of them are not greatly weakened, they have not reached their respective peaks, in this way, if there is no combination of Moke Wumei, Fang Jin can pinch them to death with one hand, but this kind of thought is only a flash, Fang Jin will not be so arrogant, after all, no matter what, the two are still the protagonists, and Fang Jin will never lack the vigilance they should have.

In the original book, the male tyrant lost his vigilance, and he was seriously injured by the Sword Saint before he was defeated by Fengyun, although he finally escaped by pretending to be crazy, but the domineering spirit of despising the world has been lost.

"Dugu Ming." Fang Jin looked at Dugu Ming, who was standing below and didn't know what to do, at this time, Dugu Ming was in a sense of emptiness and confusion after revenge, and he didn't know what his future path should be.

When Dugu Ming heard Fang Jin's voice, a fierce spirit came to his senses, raised his head and looked at Fang Jin: "Dugu Ming is here." ”

Fang Jin looked at him expressionlessly and said, "Although Xiongba is dead, this does not mean that your enemy is gone, you must know that Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun are still there." ”

"That's right." Hearing Fang Jin's words, Dugu Ming suddenly realized, although Xiongba is dead, but the murderer is not only Xiongba, the master of the three halls must be accomplices, it is possible that he is still the murderer who killed his father directly, how can he still be in a daze here at this time, all the murderers must be eliminated.

Thinking of this, Dugu Ming bowed respectfully to Fang Jin and said, "Thank you Master for waking me up, Dugu Ming knows what to do." ”

"Good." Seeing that Dugu Ming had taken Shi Wuzun to the center of the Xiongba Hall, staring at Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun outside through the gate, Fang Jin nodded with satisfaction.

Since the combination of wind and clouds can produce infinite power, the Moke is immeasurable, so if the two of them are not together, it will be over.

"Kill."

The battle outside is getting more and more intense, the five hundred Arhats are almost dying, and the two of them are also a little exhausted, this is still with the help of the world's help, if there is no world's help, if the two of them don't have to go out of Moke, they must have been captured at this time.

"Stand down." There was no point in continuing any longer, Fang Jin's voice clearly reached the ears of every monk of Xiaoleiyin Temple, and these people were all relieved after hearing the order, and then quickly retreated.

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this, they didn't come here to fight with Xiao Lei Yin Temple, but to seek revenge on Xiongba.

Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun shook off the blood stains on their bodies, and after glancing at each other, Nie Feng handed over a blood Bodhi, Bu Jingyun did not refuse, and there was no need to refuse at this time, he picked up the blood Bodhi and swallowed it in one bite, and suddenly, the true qi of the whole body began to recover rapidly, and those injuries began to heal little by little.