The buckle that suddenly appeared in front of him directly frightened this disciple into a pale face, looked at the front and swallowed saliva.

The two disciples beside him stood up suddenly, waiting for the battle, and when they saw that the person who came was a disciple of the Tongming Sect, they were still a little puzzled.

Why, their Donghu Sect True Disciple, the fifteenth senior brother, the powerhouse of the Martial King Realm, would be so panicked?

"Could it be that this person is the rumored purple monster?"

"But is he really that powerful, just a person from the Ming Sect, I'm afraid it's a rumor, right?"

The two looked at each other, puzzled by this handsome young man wearing the ordinary robes of the Ming Sect.

It doesn't seem to be anything special except that he's handsome.

But Long Hang, who was sitting on the ground, recalled the fear of being dominated by the other party.

He just took advantage of Fang Ru's fight with those two strange Martial King Realms to sneak attack from behind.

As a result, the other party just slapped himself with a backhand and pumped himself away.

When he was about to continue to step forward, he was horrified to find that the other party had killed one person with one enemy and two enemies.

The ninth order of the Martial Monarch Realm was actually able to leave the body with aura, turn into three golden light swords and hang in the air, and directly kill the strange Martial King alone.

He was so frightened on the spot that he turned around and ran.

If it weren't for his own aura and fast enough, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to get out.

Later, he also heard about the terrifying demonic characters who emerged in this Tongming Sect.

Especially the disciple of the Battle Valley, the twelfth seat of the true legend, heard that he fought with him and was able to escape, but the two arms were almost useless, and the bones that were beaten were shattered, unless there was a panacea, it would be difficult to recover.

Such a monster actually appeared like this.

Although the other party has no conspicuous purple light on his body, there are still four words on the top of his head.

But that look, he will never forget the scene when his sword stabbed out, and the other party's cold eyes looked at him.

It's as if the other party is looking at himself, he is looking at a dead person!

"Run!" Feng Wuxian then shouted anxiously at the two people around him, and got up from the ground in a hurry, and under the full burst of aura, he turned his head and rushed into the distance, "Run separately!"

Before leaving, he hurriedly reminded the two juniors beside him, so that the other party would not be there in a daze and not know the situation.

The two Donghumen disciples looked at each other, but they didn't believe in evil.

This Fang Ru, how could he really be so good, when did he become so timid, a senior brother.

"Let's join forces, this guy from the Tongming Sect will definitely bow down. One of them, staring at Fang Ru, had already taken out his own weapon blade, a spear with a black and blue body, and the tip of the spear pointed straight ahead.

"Not bad!" the other man already had an extra stick in his hand.

The two of them are full of confidence.

is a friend himself, and he uses a long blade of two people, with full tacit understanding and strong lethality.

"Kill!"

The two of them shouted loudly, and the gun-wielding disciple shook the Xuanlan war spear in his hand, majestic, and pointed towards Fang Ru.

The person holding the stick swept to the side of the plate, the tiger was vigorous, and the stick whistled and was extremely piercing.

Bang!

The sound of a strong collision instantly resounded in this forest.

But at this moment, time seems to stand still.

The two Donghu Sect disciples who shot out maintained an attacking posture and remained motionless, and the sweat of the bean was sliding down their cheeks and dripping on the ground.

The tip of the spear was already the center of his eyebrows, and the skin on his forehead was slightly sunken.

However, not even a drop of blood seeped out.

A shot from the front, pointing directly at the center of the eyebrows, but the skin was not broken.

On the other side, the long stick was against Fang Ru's knee.

If it was in the past, such a domineering force swept across the knee side of his enemy, but he was afraid that he would break the bones and joints and be unable to move.

But Fang Ru stood still and motionless, as if this stick was not smashed on his body.

The flesh is hard to resist, unharmed?

“...... Gollum. The two swallowed their saliva in unison, looking at Fang Ru's side, but their hearts were flustered.

They began to understand why Senior Brother Feng, who was in the fifteenth seat of their East Lake Gate, a powerhouse of the first order of the Martial King Realm, would turn around and run away.

It is rumored that the demons of Tongming Sect exist, and it is indeed true!

And at this moment, the corners of Fang Ru's mouth curled: "Is this the strength of your Donghu Sect True Disciples?

As the words fell, Fang Ru's arms shook suddenly, and his hands grabbed the other party's face.

Spread out his palms and pinched each other's faces, Fang Ru burst out vigorously, and actually lifted the two of them up from the ground.

Swish!

One-click dress-up!

Wings fluttering......

Bang!

The ground under Fang Ru's feet burst open in an instant, and his body turned into a purple streamer, chasing him in the direction of the distant wind fleeing without a trace.

The two Donghu Sect disciples who were grabbed and pinched in the air by his hands only felt as if they were flying in the air, volleying into the air.

The scene around them, rapidly retreating, and following the gaps of Fang Ru's fingers, they could clearly see the situation around them.

They have never felt such a speed.

The funny thing is that such a fast speed does not come from themselves, but is caught by the enemy and runs.

At this moment, Feng Wuxi, who was fleeing frantically, had already secretly scolded the two junior disciples of the same sect just now in his heart, they were simply two fools.

It wasn't that he didn't hear it, and the two men roared and roared, and stepped forward to fight.

"That monster, where is the two of you guys who are eighty miles away, can match!" Feng Wuxian roared in his heart, he just wanted to hurry back to the safe area and see if there were a certain number of fellow disciples over there, maybe able to defend against each other.

But at this moment, he suddenly saw a purple light pass over his head and come in front of him.

Bang!

When the purple figure that left a huge nightmare in his heart, after landing on the ground, he supported the ground with both hands and slammed it on the ground.

At this time, Feng Wuxian clearly saw that the other party was actually holding two people in his hands.

With Fang Ru landing on the ground, the two Donghumen disciples who were being carried by him in his hands were pressed to the ground by him.

A loud noise rang out, dirt flew up, and two humanoid craters formed on the ground.

These two disciples of the East Lake Gate were forced into the land by Fang Ru.

"......" Feng stood stiffly in place without a trace, looking at this figure that stood up slowly, his face pale.

But at this moment, Feng Wuxian suddenly saw something, looked surprised, and hurriedly rushed over there: "Senior Brother Qian, save me!"

The wind moved without a trace, Fang Ru this side, followed closely.

But at this moment, four shadows suddenly rushed out and stopped in front of him, eight short blades, and stabbed at him in all directions at the same time.

It's dangerous!

Crisis is coming!

(End of chapter)