Chapter 67: I Misunderstood Your Uncle (Ask for Recommendation!Ask for Collection!)

Zhanxu Mountain.

The mountains and rivers here are beautiful, the scenery is beautiful, the feng shui is good, and it is the place where the mountain gate of Qingxiao Sect is located.

But at this time, a terrible scream that seemed to come from hell came from within the Qingxiao Sect, which made people smell the color change.

Qingxiao Sect Square, which has a thousand-year-old history, is now covered with corpses, and the blood flows like a small river, staining the ground red, and even the sky is dyed with a touch of blood.

"Qingxiao Sect Master, your mouth is really hard enough. ”

Fang Bo, who was carrying four long swords, looked at it with a sneer, the Qingxiao Sect Master who was tied to the pillar and covered in injuries.

beckoned, and soon, a disciple of the Sword Sect came over with several disciples of the Qingxiao Sect and asked them to kneel on the ground.

"Sect Master, save me!"

"Sect Master, I don't want to die!"

"Don't kill me, I don't know anything!"

“......”

Pointing at these Qingxiao Sect disciples who were crying and begging for mercy, Fang Bo smiled evilly and said, "Qingxiao Sect Master, Elder Ben will give you another chance, as long as you hand over the Qingxiao Thunder Method, I will let them go, otherwise, they will only have a dead end!

The Qingxiao Sect Master roared with a look of grief and indignation on his face: "Fang Bo, you brute! You want the Qingxiao Thunder Method? You dream! I curse you for not dying well! I curse you for all the people in the Sword Sect, all of you must not die well!"

Qingxiao Sect Master scolded angrily.

He knew that even if he handed over the "Qingxiao Thunder Method" that Fang Bo wanted, these disciples would still be killed.

Because of the style of the Sword Sect, Fang Bo would definitely not let today's matter be spread out.

Rather than this, it is better to have a chicken and egg fight, so that he will not get anything!

Listening to the cursed words of the Qingxiao Sect Master, Fang Bo smiled coldly: "There are many people who want me to die, but unfortunately, they all go first. ”

As soon as he waved his hand, he only heard a pop, and those crying Qingxiao Sect disciples suddenly turned their heads differently.

"Brute!"

Seeing his disciple die tragically in front of him, the Qingxiao Sect Master closed his eyes tightly, and the back of his head kept hitting the stone pillar, and blood and tears even flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Bring another batch of people!"

Fang Bohan said: "I don't believe that the Qingxiao Sect Master would really be so hard-hearted, watching the sect disciples die in front of him one by one, and he was indifferent. You two go over and break his eyes for me!"

"Yes, Elder!"

Immediately, two disciples of the Sword Sect trotted over and forcibly broke the eyes of the Qingxiao Sect Master.

At the same time, there was a group of Qingxiao Sect disciples who were escorted over.

Just when Fang Bo was about to ask again.

"Wow!"

In the distance in the southern sky, a sharp cry was suddenly heard.

Fang Bo's face changed, and when he turned his head, he saw a huge gray feather sculpture exuding an awe-inspiring momentum, carrying several figures, flying in the direction of Qingxiao Sect.

"What's going on, what the hell is Elder Lu doing, why did he let people over?"

Fang Bo had doubts in his heart, but he would never have thought that Lu Shou might have died.

After all, this is the Great You Dynasty, and in the Great You Dynasty, who would dare to kill the elders of the Sword Sect.

"Elder Fang, what should I do?" asked a disciple on the side.

"If you continue to interrogate, you must ask about the Qingxiao Thunder Law, and I will come as soon as I go. ”

After Fang Bo gave the order, he took one step into the air and flew towards the Gray Feather Eagle.

The demon beasts of Yuanying Wuqu are not something that these disciples can deal with.

And due to some special reasons, what happened in Qingxiao Sect, Fang Bo would definitely not be able to let it out.

It's better to kill a thousand by mistake than to miss one!

Therefore, Fang Bo planned to take the initiative to leave the Gray Feather Eagle and the people on his back forever.

Because only the dead will not leak the news!

"If you want to blame, blame you for choosing the wrong path, let me die!"

Facing the flying gray feather carving, the two sharp swords behind Fang Bo were immediately unsheathed.

Whew!

The surrounding aura seemed to be drained by these two swords, and the two swords merged, condensing into a sword light that was hundreds of meters long, and slashed towards the gray feather carving.

Thundered!

The sword slashed, tearing through the air, and the sound of a sonic boom echoed through the air.

In Fang Bo's opinion, his sword was enough to kill the gray feather eagle and the person on his back.

After all, he has experienced seven times of Yuanying tempering, and his strength is so strong that he is also ranked first in the Dayou Dynasty.

Looking at the slashed sword, Chu Tian said lightly: "Kill!"

In an instant, Yin Jiuxiao's figure disappeared on the back of the gray feather eagle.

The next second.

Yin Jiuxiao appeared in front of Jian Mang.

Seeing that Yin Jiuxiao was no more than Yuan Ying Wuqu's cultivation, Fang Bo's face suddenly showed disdain.

"Yuanying Wuqu also dares to block my moves, I don't know whether I live or die!"

However, I saw Yin Jiuxiao clenching his fist with his right hand, and his domineering momentum rose to the sky, and he smashed it directly with a punch.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the air ripples visible to the naked eye turned into circles and rippled open.

Bang!

The falling sword was like a fragile block of ice, easily shattered by Yin Jiuxiao.

Fang Bo in the air, when he saw that his attack was broken so easily by Yin Jiuxiao, and then noticed his terrifying momentum, his eyes suddenly flashed with panic.

"Who is this person? I know all the Yuanying masters of the Dayou Dynasty, and there is absolutely no one among them! However, the cultivation of Yuanying Wuqu can burst out with such a powerful force, this person must be a foreign super power master! And looking at his position on the back of the Gray Feather Eagle, he is still just a subordinate!"

Thinking of this, Fang Bo hurriedly shouted, "I ask the Elder of the Sword Sect, this fellow Daoist, it was just a misunderstanding just now!

With this kind of master as the vanguard of his subordinates, Fang Bo thought that on the back of the gray feather carving, there would definitely be stronger people, and he immediately recognized it.

"Misunderstanding?"

Yin Jiuxiao looked at Fang Bo and grinned: "Is it really a misunderstanding?"

"Yes, yes, it's a misunderstanding! It's a misunderstanding!" Fang Bo hurriedly smiled.

However, what Fang Bo didn't expect was that Yin Jiuxiao's face changed in the next moment, and he punched him again.

"I misunderstood your uncle!"

The power of the fist broke through the air, the heavens and the earth trembled, and an extremely terrifying aura emanated from Yin Jiuxiao's fist, making Fang Bo tremble all over.

Looking at the blasting fist, Fang Bo gasped, and a chill rushed out of his heart.

Boom!

As soon as his mind moved, the remaining two swords behind Fang Bo were unsheathed, and the imperial envoy made four swords, and the mana in his body poured into the sword endlessly.

"Four Swords Town Spirit Sea!"

Suddenly, the four swords burst out of the air, exuding a strong aura that wanted to suppress everything, and slashed towards Yin Jiuxiao.

"That's a good move. But in front of the absolute power of this beast god, everything is nothing!

Yin Jiuxiao let out a low snort, and the strength of his fist increased several times.

Roar!

Suddenly, on Yin Jiuxiao's fist, a roaring white tiger appeared, carrying a breath of destruction and earth-shattering, which collided with Fang Bo's sword moves.

Thundered!

With a huge explosion, Fang Bo's four swords were suddenly blown away, and the whole person was like a kite with a broken string, spitting blood, flying upside down, and smashing heavily on the square of Qingxiao Sect.

The hard ground was smashed out of a big hole by Fang Bo.

Seeing that Elder Fang, who was powerful in the past, was actually defeated by someone with one punch, and asked the disciples of the Sword Sect, they were all dumbfounded.

"Hahaha! Retribution, this is retribution! Fang Bo, your retribution is coming!"

The Qingxiao Sect Master, who was tied, suddenly laughed happily.

"Wow!"

At this time, with a gust of wind rolling up, the gray feather eagle carrying Chu Tian and several people fell from the sky and stopped in the square of Qingxiao Sect.