Sure enough, when Shuko whispered a few words to Penloth, the son of Munasa.

Pan Luo stopped the steps that were about to enter the Maiji Building, turned to look at Fang Di, looked up and down, and said, "Sure enough, it's a yellow-skinned outsider, I heard that you are a slave, come over and show me." ”

A smile flashed in the course of studying.

He was obviously preparing to use Panloth to achieve the goal of humiliating Fang Di, if Fang Di resisted, it would be more in line with Xiuke's wishes, and he would take the opportunity to take action and cut off Fang Di.

Naser was quite righteous, and when Penroth spoke, he didn't throw away his friend who had just met him, although there was a hint of hesitation on his face, he still stepped forward and explained to Fang Di:

"Young Master Luo didn't know that although he was an outsider, he was favored by the high priest, and he had been given the status of a true priest, and he was no longer a slave. ”

Penros was slightly stunned when he heard this, and looked at Fang Di again. He Lao Tzu actually reminded him not to provoke the people of the sacrificial courtyard at will, especially the priests who are above the status of a real disciple.

But the mistake is that at this time, everyone is watching, and when Nasse speaks, he does not deliberately restrain his voice, so the people around him who are watching and watching hear it one by one.

In Panlos's mind, as soon as Fang Di reported his identity as a true disciple of the sacrificial courtyard, he would die down, which would inevitably weaken his own prestige, but his words, Panlos did not dare to disobey, so he froze there for a while, quite embarrassed.

Hearing Nasai say that Fang Di had become one of the true disciples of the Sacrificial Academy, Xiu Ke beside Penros was also surprised, but his eyes turned coldly, and he said hesitantly: "True disciples of the Sacrificial Academy? ”

As if he had found a suitable excuse, Penros chimed in: "Yes, who knows if you are true or not? ”

The three or five richly dressed youths beside Penros and their retinue smiled wickedly at the same time, and looked at Fang Di as if they were looking at a lamb to the slaughter, mocking them to the fullest.

This group of people is used to running rampant, relying on the power of the family, and has never been fearless and does not know the severity.

At this time, seeing Panlos taking the lead, no one showed weakness, and someone immediately approached Fang Di, who was really ready to take him down on the spot and humiliate him for fun.

Fang Di secretly thought that this was really a disaster, and turned his head to Nasai, who was hesitant and a little uncertain, and said: "What will happen later, Nasai, you don't have to be embarrassed, just watch from the sidelines." ”

Fang Di said plainly and calmly, facing several people who were pressing towards him and had a notorious reputation in the Holy City, he didn't have the slightest fear at all.

Seeing this, Nasai was also greatly admired, gritted his teeth and was about to speak, when a follower of Panlos, who was walking in the forefront and looked evil, had already reached out and grabbed Fang Di.

At the same moment as the entourage made a move, a cold light appeared in Fang Di's eyes, and he moved suddenly, quickly crashing into the other party like a cheetah.

This time he collided, he took a slight upward posture, mobilized the strength of his whole body to explode violently, it was really unstoppable, and his forearm took advantage of the situation to open the arm grabbed by the opponent, and the speed of his body jumping did not decrease at all.

'Click!'

Fang Di rushed forward to send the shoulder, from the bottom up, and blatantly hit the opponent's jaw. A crisp sound of bone cracking came out in an instant, and such a vulnerable position as the jaw was vigorously impacted by the shoulders that could bear the weight, and the consequences could be imagined.

It was originally a waiter with a hideous face, but after being hit in the jaw by Fang Di's shoulder, his face was distorted, blood spurted out of his mouth, and before he could really fall to the ground, he had passed out in pain.

'Smack!'

Fang Di's figure fell to the ground, and the forward impact did not stop, and his forearm was drawn out like a whip, and he hit a young man with an aristocratic appearance approaching head-on.

This young man actually had some skills, reacted quickly, and turned sideways to dodge Fang Di's blow, but the momentum couldn't help but panic, and shouted in a loud voice: "Dog slave, you dare?"

'Pong!'

Before he could finish speaking, he was silently kicked in the lower abdomen by Fang Di, and his face immediately turned pale, he bent down in pain, half fell and half knelt on the ground, and it was difficult to speak.

Fang Di smiled and said, "The dog slave doesn't dare, I dare." ”

If it was according to the original intention, Fang Di's kick was originally going to kick the opponent's lower yin, but considering that his foothold in this era was not stable, if he didn't spare his hand and directly turned the other party into an Egyptian eunuch, things would never turn around, so he temporarily collected three points of strength and kicked the opponent's lower abdomen instead.

Even so, the aristocratic young man was still in pain and almost fainted, feeling as if his internal organs had been shattered by this kick, and the horror in his heart could not be described by any pen and ink.

The next moment, Fang Di stepped forward, and another punch rushed out of his chest, hitting the last person who was approaching him.

He sent out this punch, trying to mobilize the power of the newly cultivated undead death book, and in an instant, the black air in the dantian swirled, and the fist seemed to be swallowing and vomiting on a layer of faint black mist, the momentum was turbulent and terrifying.

'Bang!'

The one who punched Fang Di was still a young man with the appearance of an entourage, and his skills were not bad, and he punched Fang Di with him, purely in terms of strength, and did not fall into an obvious disadvantage.

But after the first blow, the attendant immediately had a look of horror on his face, sensing that his fist was unconscious.

When he closed his fist, he was immediately frightened, and screamed in horror, but it was the fist that he and Fang Di collided with, and a layer of black gas was actually attached. Under the invasion of black gas, the fist withered rapidly, and turned into a skinny mummy.

This hand is like the hand of a corpse that has been dead for a long time.

Such a terrifying scene made many onlookers around exclaim.

This qiē is quite cumbersome to narrate, but in fact, Fang Di's movements are like a rabbit, and in a very short time, he has knocked down the three people who are approaching him, showing a thunderbolt-like terrifying strike method.

Fang Di's series of actions are not fancy, but they vividly show ruthlessness and efficiency, as well as his own decisiveness in accurately grasping the timing and attacking resolutely.

However, at the moment when Fang Di knocked down three opponents one after another, and everyone exclaimed, a sudden change occurred.

Suddenly, there was a sword that broke through the air, slashing towards Fang Di at the speed of lightning. It was Xiuke, a powerful swordsman in the Holy City, who finally took action.

At the same moment, there was a deep shout of 'stop' from outside the gate of the Wuji Tower, but it was already half a beat late, and the sword in Xiuke's hand was like flying lightning and cracking the air, carrying a murderous attack on the top of Fang Di's head.

This is a life-and-death crisis.

Fang Di's attention was highly concentrated, thoughtless, and there was a faint golden light flowing in the depths of his eyes, which helped him see the trajectory of this brilliant and dazzling sword.

'Smack!'

Incredibly, at the last moment, Fang Di's miraculous horizontal palm slapped on the side of the sword spine, and this style of nirvana sword that seemed to open the sky like a thunderbolt shocked him to lose his accuracy, and at the same time dodged sideways, successfully avoiding the disaster of killing by a millimeter, which was really dangerous.

'Bang!'

Xu is hearing the sound of drinking and stopping his hand outside the door, who is the master, Xiuke can't make a sword, and then he doesn't make a move, but his eyes are not reduced, he stared at Fang Di as sharp as an eagle falcon, and said lightly: "I only use five points of strength with this sword, I don't know if I can dodge Fang Di with all my strength?"

Without waiting for Fang Di to respond, an extremely handsome young man walked into the outside of the Wuji Building, which was the person who had stopped drinking his hand before.

The young man approached and looked at Penlos and said, "You are bullying the weak again, I will sue my father and punish you severely." ”

Penros stared at Fang Di with a fierce face, and said, "You don't care about my business." This damned yellow slave dares to do it in front of me, and he will definitely teach him a lesson. ”

The handsome young man was not afraid of the power of Penros, and said with a smile: "Heh, who said that he was a slave, didn't you see the black qi he urged earlier? That is the real thing, the spiritual power exclusive to the people of the sacrificial house, how can it be that a slave can grasp it?"

Pan Luosi's expression changed slightly, and his expression decreased slightly, obviously after confirming the identity of the true disciple of Fang Di's sacrificial courtyard, he was not without scruples in his heart, but he still quibbled:

"When I tried to take him, he didn't show the power of death, how do I know that he is really a member of the sacrificial house? Hmph!"

Only then did Fang Di get rid of the pressure of Xiuke, turned his head to look at the handsome boy who walked in, and suddenly said in his heart: "It turns out that Candace disguised herself as a man, and this Penros should be her brother." ”