"It seems that they still need time to grow......," Fang Heng sighed lightly.

Fluttershy is relatively mature and has a strong move, but unfortunately, her combat power is average and not strong enough.

Although Long Xinyao's combat power was high, she was only an eldest lady of the same age as Fang Heng after all, and she was not decisive enough to kill.

As a soul master, Su Qingyu has never practiced any combat skills, except for healing, his combat effectiveness is zero.

There's still a long way to go before they can be a real help.

"Alas!" He Laosan shook his head regretfully when he saw that the battle situation was one-sided.

This time, Wu De dispatched his most elite men. I wanted to escape, and sure enough, there was still no hope.

Facing an unfavorable battle situation, at this time, Fang Heng's face sank and he stepped forward.

"Shadows. ”

With a low shout, Fang Heng's eyebrows and soul seals appeared, and the shadow appeared in a new form, majestic.

"Possessed. ”

"Yes, master!"

The shadow turned into a black streamer and merged into Fang Heng's body.

A black mist evaporated around Fang Heng's body, and with a single move, in front of him, seventeen soul black swords were immediately condensed.

"Go!"

Soul swordsmanship, soul sword rain!

Woohoo –

Seventeen soul black swords, like black thunderbolts, rushed into the crowd and instantly stabbed down a large group of warriors.

Seventeen followed, and then seventeen, and the soul black sword was like a dense raindrop, projecting wave after wave towards the crowd.

In the blink of an eye, more than thirty gray-clothed warriors, covered in blood, lay on the ground screaming, and died on the spot.

"Sword ...... Rain of swords?!Get out of the way!"

"It's terrible......" When the rest of the samurai saw this scene, they were all so frightened that their faces changed color, and they cried and shouted to their mother to retreat.

Long Xiaodie and Long Xinyao, who were originally besieged, immediately escaped from the trap.

In an instant, the tide of battle was reversed, and Fang Heng pulled it back with one move.

"Young man, you!" He Laosan was stunned.

Is this young man a murderer? Can he perform such a terrifying move, killing more than 30 people in one move?

Fang Heng's eyes turned pitch black, the yin and yang blood rings slowly turned, he subconsciously clenched his fists, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with an evil smile.

"Hmph, now that the space has been successfully upgraded, I finally don't have to be limited by evil values anymore. ”

Losing his restraints, Fang Heng gradually returned to the mentality of the evil emperor back then, his heart was surging with murderous intentions, and he no longer had the slightest softness towards the enemy.

"Stinky boy, you, you!"

His subordinates were hit hard, and Wu De stared at Fang Heng with dead eyes, shocked and angry, unable to speak.

"Boss Wu. ”

Fang Heng looked at Wu De and said, "I have heard for a long time that Boss Wu is proficient in intelligence gathering, and he has more than sixty liaison bases under his hands. There are also a lot of businesses in Fang Market, restaurants, and money villages, and they have rich assets. ”

"If Boss Wu is willing to hand over all of this, I may consider sparing your life. ”

As He Laosan's sworn enemy, Wu De has worked hard for decades and has indeed rich assets in his hands.

Now that the sect has just been built, and it is in urgent need of money and manpower, Fang Heng naturally put his idea on Wu De's head.

"Hahaha-" Wu De laughed angrily: "Stinky boy, it is a dream to want to forcibly occupy the good foundation that Lao Tzu has worked hard for decades!"

"Lao Tzu admits that your soul skills are powerful, but you don't want to hurt Lao Tzu!"

Wu De roared violently, his blood and qi surged, and there was a crisp sound like fried beans all around his body, his clothes were torn, and his body was rapidly expanding.

In an instant, Wu De's body changed and turned into a black bear with a body length of one foot.

"Blood Secret Technique?" Fang Heng's pupils shrank.

Unexpectedly, Wu De made a small achievement on the way to refining his body and awakened the bloodline of the brute bear!

No wonder he was reluctant to give up his whole belongings, it turned out that he was confident that his blood was strong and wanted to kill Fang Heng!

"Master Wu, you ...... Awakened bloodline?"

"Okay, great!"

Many of Wu De's subordinates were overjoyed and cheered.

"Roar—"

Wu De, who had turned into a brute bear form, roared violently, waved his palms, and launched a pounce on Fang Heng.

"Refining the body and cultivating is only an iron bone transformation, even if you cast the bloodline secret technique, how strong can it be?"

Fang Heng sneered disdainfully, the yin and yang blood rings in his eyes rotated rapidly, and Wu De's flaws were all exposed.

"Soul Sword Turns into Rain!"

More than a dozen soul black swords condensed again, aimed at Wu De's flaws, and projected away.

Poof-poof!

With the assistance of the True Eye of the Evil God, the power of the Soul Sword Turning Rain skyrocketed, and each sword was not in vain, and all of them pierced Wu De's body.

In just one breath, Wu De was covered with soul black swords, like a hedgehog, drenched in blood, lying on the ground.

"Ahem, why! Why can your sword hurt me?!" Wu De returned to his human form, his face full of unwillingness.

On weekdays, Wu De had tried, once he turned into a brute bear form, his defense power increased dozens of times, and even the slashing of the spirit-level low-grade divine soldiers could be blocked.

But today, his proud defense, in front of Fang Heng's soul black sword, actually became like papier-mâché!

"Even if you kill me, you won't get my inheritance. I have already made a will, and the inheritance will be inherited by my son. As for my men, they are loyal, and they are unlikely to be of use to you!"

Wu De was seriously injured and knew that he was going to die, but he still straightened his waist and shouted at Fang Heng, looking very tough.

"Really?"

Fang Heng glanced at Wu De's subordinates, smiled coldly, stretched out his palm, manipulated his soul power, and squeezed it hard.

Boom –

The soul black sword hanging on Wu De's body all burst.

The powerful impact tore Wu De's body into thousands of blood foams.

Wu De, there are no bones!

"Shhhh

Seeing this scene, many of Wu De's subordinates gasped.

Fang Heng looked at them and said lightly, "I heard that your bones are very hard. If you want to avenge Boss Wu, you can stand up. ”

Puff pass! puff pass......

Wu De's remaining group of subordinates all knelt on the ground as if they had made an appointment.

"Young man, spare your life!"

"Shaoxia, we followed Wu De to eat. Please spare us, if you have a lot of them!"

Obviously, they are not as faithful as Ude says.

Now that Wu De is dead, his group of subordinates have been carefully trained, and it is a pity to abandon them.

Fang Heng groaned slightly and said, "Everyone, my name is Fang Heng, and I am the Sect Master of the Blood Blade Sect. From today onwards, are you willing to follow me and grow your sect?"

Hearing this, many samurai looked at each other with surprised and embarrassed expressions.

In their eyes, Fang Heng was just a teenager. Although the combat power is strong, it is obviously too "tender", and it is not enough to take on the responsibility of the master of a sect.

"Fang Heng, if you don't forget it, let them go. At this time, Long Xiaodie stepped forward and said in a low voice, "They are all elites cultivated by Wu De, and they can't be willingly used by you." ”

Fang Heng glanced at Long Xiaodie, smiled, didn't say anything, and continued to turn to the group of warriors.

Fang Heng had already expected their reaction, and it was not easy to incorporate them.

Fang Heng sighed lightly: "Alas, I also know that my requirements are a bit difficult. It is better to give you two paths, and you make your own decisions. ”

"Those who want to follow me stay where they are, and don't move. If you don't want to follow, you can leave now, I don't force it. ”

"Choose. Fang Heng said in a soft tone.

After listening to what Fang Heng said, there was a commotion in the crowd, and soon, they were divided into two teams.

One team remained on its knees, while the other stood up.

"Thank you Fang Shaoxia for not killing. We're leaving. The first person in the team hugged Fang Heng with his fist.

Fang Heng nodded and smiled gently: "Go ahead." ”

The group looked at each other, nodded, and then turned and walked out the door.

At this moment, Fang Heng's face sank, the soul power in his palm flowed, and the soul flying sword appeared, aiming at the back of the hearts of this group of people, and quickly stabbed it.