Crisis hits......

What a fart!

Bang!

Fang Ru's palms were like golden aura fluctuations, turning into a continuous phantom like the sky, falling in the direction of the four women like raindrops.

Cloud Palm Machine Gun!

Whew!Whew!

The golden palm print, in the air, seems to be a continuous river of golden light, which is simply overwhelming.

The four shadows that originally rushed out from all directions, suddenly their expressions changed drastically, and they obviously couldn't imagine that Fang Ru's side reacted so quickly.

The four of them, if they want to avoid it, there is no way.

Sneak attack, pay attention to fast and accurate!

With all his strength, his body could no longer be avoided, and he could only resist head-on.

Originally, the eight short blades that the opponent stabbed from this side were like whirlwinds, swinging out one after another.

Bang Bang!

It was extremely weird, Fang Ru's aura, when the condensed palm print bombarded out, when it handed over with their short blades, it made a crisp sound of metal clashing.

The palm prints flew all over the sky, and they passed in the direction of the four people, with unparalleled strength, and the four women who sneaked over were instantly blown back by the bombardment.

Burst!

The four girls instantly spurted blood, fell to the ground, and rolled in all directions.

At this time, the dark robes on their bodies were already covered with dust, and there were still blood stains on the corners of their mouths.

"Find me to save your life? What, as his dog, Li Tongxuan doesn't protect you?" Not far away, a man, also wearing a Xuan-colored Donghumen disciple's robe, was looking at this side with a smile, his long hair was scattered behind him, with an elegant posture.

Feng Wuxi, who rushed to him, breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and then looked at the other party: "Senior Brother Qian, competition within the sect is a saying, and now in this woodland, if you encounter a strong enemy, you should join forces with the outside world first." ”

When he said this, Feng Wuxian had a solemn face, and he didn't feel angry because the other party said that he was a dog.

Then, he pointed to Fang Ru, who was standing in place: "This person's strength is very good, he was born in the Tongming Sect, and he appeared suddenly, I am afraid that he is really talented, and he will pull it out as soon as possible." ”

Qian Xiang put his hands behind his back, looked at Feng Wuxian with a smile, and then looked at Fang Ru's location.

"I've seen his strength. As he said this, he casually glanced at the four girls who walked towards him.

The next moment, Qian Xiang looked at Fang Ru: "The second seat of the contemptible East Lake Gate, Qian Xiang, are you that Fang Ru?"

"It should be, you disciples of the Tongming Sect once said that if you kill them, you will avenge them. ”

"I don't know how deep the friendship between you is. ”

Fang Ru was still standing in place, looking at the other party silently: "What do you want to say?"

"Surrender to me, your qualifications are very good, I admire you. At this time, Qian Xiang spread out his hands and pointed to the four women beside him, "These four women are my meeting gifts." ”

When the wind was heard without a trace, his face shook dramatically.

Qian Xiang wanted to recruit this person from the Tongming Sect, and the meeting gift was actually the four daughters beside him.

These four women are also extremely famous in the East Lake Gate, and they are not bad, even if they are not bad, they are still the fourth of the hundred seats of the true disciples of the East Lake Gate.

Moreover, their seats were forty-three, forty-eight, fifty-one, and fifty-two, respectively.

What shocked Feng Wuxian even more was that Qian Xiang was able to give them to others as a meeting gift, indicating that these four women were not as other disciples in the sect recognized, but simply followed him.

At the same time, Fang Ru's strength, the other party will not be so stupid that he can't see it, Chief Li Tongxuan is afraid that he will not be able to defeat it head-on, and he has to find other fellow disciples and gather the number of people.

This Qian Xiang is only the second seat, how can he be so calm.

"Just this kind of crooked melon and cracked date, are you embarrassed to handle it?" Fang Ru was not born yet, and the buckle had already taken the lead in firing, "Your aesthetics are really worrying, it's not as good as our Xiaohong, Xiaocui, Xiaolan and Xiaoxin." ”

Standing beside Qian Xiang, the four women's faces instantly became gloomy.

The four names in the buckle's mouth, even a fool can hear what he does.

This spirit beast is so shameless, it actually does it like this.

"Your Excellency's spirit animal, it's interesting. On the other side, Qian Xiang's expression was as usual, but there was not much change, "Think about it, if you don't agree, I can only kill you." ”

"......" Fang Ru narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the other party, with more wind stabbing swords in his hands, and the suit was complete, "You want to try it?"

Shout!

Qian Xiang disappeared in an instant, and the next moment, he suddenly came to Fang Ru's face, as if he was teleporting.

Fang Ru's pupils contracted, and he raised the wind stabbing sword in his hand and sidestepped it in front of him.

At this moment, the opponent slapped out with a light palm and slapped it on the sword.

The huge palm force struck, Fang Ru's face froze, he took a deep breath, his whole body tensed, and he fought back.

Bang!

A loud sound sounded, and the two of them became short, and the ground under their feet collapsed.

Click, Qian Xiang's face changed, and he moved back, taking two steps back to stabilize his figure.

As for Fang Ru, he took more than ten steps back before stopping, and his face became more and more solemn.

At this moment, the hand holding the Wind Thorn Sword was a little numb, which showed how huge the opponent's strength was.

I am afraid that this man will be the most formidable enemy he has ever met.

"Martial King Realm, Third Order!" At this time, the buckle that was standing on Fang Ru's shoulder suddenly shouted.

Fang Ru's heart froze, this person in front of him was actually a third-order Martial King Realm?

How is it possible, the information he obtained, Qian Xiang, the second seat of Donghu Gate, should only be the second order of the Martial King Realm, and he was forcibly pressed by Li Tongxuan for the first time.

Li Tongxuan is only a second-order Martial King Realm, he is actually a third-order Martial King Realm?

"Spirit Snatching Sect!" Fang Ru suddenly woke up and looked at Qian Xiang in front of him.

I was put on the sidelines, and the guy's information was concealed.

The person from their Spirit Snatching Sect did have a third-order existence in the Martial King Realm, but this person did not come in as a disciple of the Spirit Snatching Sect.

It is the identity of the second seat of the East Lake Gate, entering this trial woodland.

In addition, it is impossible to explain that this guy, the third-order cultivation of the Martial King Realm, concealed it and did not reveal it until he entered the trial woodland.

"There are people outside the people, Fang Ru. Qian Xiang closed his palm and looked at it indifferently, "How, if you surrender to me, it is not a problem to reach a part of my height." ”

"I might as well tell you, I haven't used my strength yet. ”

"Choose, die or surrender!"

After finishing speaking, Qian Xiang just put his hands behind his back and looked at Fang Ru quietly, without much emotional fluctuation in his eyes.

Fang Ru looked at Qian Xiang and raised the Wind Thorn Sword in his hand without hesitation, the purple light reflecting his resolute face.

"Buckle!"

Fang Ru shouted, buckled the button, and the two wings gestured to each other with a middle finger.

"Chenni's mother sells batches!"

(End of chapter)