Elder Wu couldn't believe his eyes, he didn't see the other party make a move, the three early Xuan-level martial artists on his side had already fallen to the ground and died, what speed was this? He didn't have time to think about it, and he took out a long sword out of nowhere in his hand and held it across his chest.

Mu Nianqin and the woman with a ponytail were also surprised, they couldn't see this person's cultivation along the way, and they never thought that they would act so quickly.

Lin Ruxuan had long been surprised, and Fang Wenqing was overjoyed: with the enhancement of his mind and the battle at Qianzhang Cliff, the knife became more and more comfortable to use, and the things left by the master were really extraordinary.

Thinking of these, I immediately thought of the ancient coin that was snatched away by the little fire snake, and I don't know where the little fire snake went?

At this time, Elder Wu took a step back and roared angrily: "What a bold man, dare to kill my disciple of the Yiyi Sword Pavilion, Lao Tzu wants to see how many heads you have?" ”

"I only have one head, so let's take it." Fang Wenqing said calmly.

Elder Wu used his internal qi to enter the sword, the long sword suddenly roared, and a sword stabbed out, bringing up pieces of yellow fallen leaves on the ground, one person and one sword, in the autumn wind, in the flying of leaves, towards Fang Wenqing's throat.

Fang Wenqing gathered the true qi in his body, clenched the knife in his right hand, one person and one knife, rolled up the autumn wind and fallen leaves in the air, and rushed towards Elder Wu.

After a few moments, time seemed to stand still, and the fallen leaves fell to the ground.

After a "clanging" sound, the long sword broke, and Elder Wu's neck flowed blood, and he fell to his knees.

Fang Wenqing stood in place, holding the knife, slowly recalling the moment just now, and understanding the technique of the knife.

Soon Lin Ruxuan ran over, looked at Fang Wenqing, hugged his arm, and said, "Brother Fang, what should we do now?" ”

Fang Wenqing came to his senses, glanced at Lin Ruxuan, and said, "Let's go." With that, he was leaving.

Seeing that Fang Wenqing and Lin Ruxuan were really leaving, the ponytail woman shouted loudly:

"Big brother, the little girl Mu Huaiping, a disciple of the ancient martial arts sect who has a dream, and asked the eldest brother to help, the little girl is very grateful."

"You and I have never known each other, and there are some things I need to figure out." Fang Wenqing turned around and said.

"Big brother, but it's okay to ask." Mu Huaiping said.

Fang Wenqing turned down, pointed at the sword in his left hand, pointed at the white main web, and silently recited the word "broken" in his mouth, and the white cobwebs instantly turned into ashes.

Mu Huaiping and Mu Nianqin walked over, gave a salute to Fang Wenqing, and explained the cause and effect of the matter in detail.

It turned out that Mu Huaiping and Mu Nianqin were disciples of the Ancient Martial Arts Sect of the Kite Capital, and the two of them had a good relationship, and they were usually called sisters.

A month ago, the division decided to have a mid-level elder lead the team out to practice, along with two late-stage Yellow level martial artists.

When they arrived at the ancient city of Yixian, the young pavilion master of Yijian Pavilion suddenly appeared, taking that Elder Wu and three early metaphysical martial artists, forcing them to hand over the Wushan Sword Technique of the sect, but they resisted, and after a battle, two late Huang-level martial artists were killed, and the mid-level elder who led the team was also unfortunately killed in order to cover their escape.

When the two of them fled to the kite capital, they found that the people of Yijian Pavilion had blocked the road. So the two of them decided to go to Qidu first, and then to the ancient city of Yixian County, and hide for the time being.

A few days later, I heard that the young pavilion master who had come to arrest them had been stripped of an arm on Crystal Street and went back to the kite. So the two of them also discussed taking this opportunity to return to the kite, return to their own sect, and inform the sect of the matter.

Fang Wenqing was very puzzled, isn't there a channel to quickly transmit messages? Could it be that all the ancient martial arts sects are like this?

As if seeing Fang Wenqing's puzzlement, Mu Huaiping opened his mouth and said, "Our sect does have a channel to quickly transmit messages, but only cultivation at the prefecture level and above can be activated. Our elders died before they could send. ”

So that's the case, so the people of the quicksand gate don't know about the Qianzhang Cliff? Estimation is not that simple. Even if the quicksand gate didn't know, the Chen Group probably knew it a long time ago, and they wore a pair of pants, so the quicksand gate must have already known.

"Can you tell us the name, big brother? There is a chance to welcome you to a dream. Mu Huaiping said sincerely.

"Fang Wenqing, this is my friend Lin Ruxuan." Fang Wenqing glanced at Lin Ruxuan and said.

At this time, Mu Nianqin swayed in a red dress, took a step forward, looked at Fang Wenqing, and hugged her fists:

"Thank you Gongzi Fang for saving your life, this place should not stay for a long time, don't miss Nianqin, take care." After speaking, he picked up Mu Huaiping and turned to leave.

When the figures of the two disappeared into the depths of the woods, Lin Ruxuan pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "Hmph, that Mu Nianqin is too cold, so he saved them anyway, so he finally left and said a word." ”

Fang Wenqing glanced at Lin Ruxuan, smiled slightly, and walked forward, Lin Ruxuan shook her arms and trotted, like a jumping elf, shouting loudly: "Brother Fang, wait for me......"

Time flies quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it is already afternoon, Fang Wenqing's plan is to find a place to settle down first, settle Lin Ruxuan, and go to Chen's house first, this account will have to be settled sooner or later.

The two walked into a hotel and opened two rooms, of course, the money was paid by Lin Ruxuan. The waiter in charge of the reception looked at Fang Wenqing and Lin Ruxuan suspiciously, thinking, this kind of thing should be paid for by men, this man is a soft rice eater at a glance, and he despises Fang Wenqing very much in his heart.

After arranging the room, Fang Wenqing was originally a cautious person, but since Liu Jia fell off the cliff, he has become more cautious. I felt that it was a little unsafe to put Lin Ruxuan here alone, even if there were two peachwood peace charms, but there seemed to be something missing.

Seeing that it was still early, she called Lin Ruxuan, as soon as Lin Ruxuan heard that she was going shopping, she immediately became interested, walked in front happily, and constantly introduced everything to Fang Wenqing.

Finally, I came to a department store, bought some materials and cinnabar for drawing talismans, and rushed back.

Lin Ruxuan seemed to be unsatisfied, and pulled Fang Wenqing to watch a movie, Fang Wenqing was basically not interested in these, but pulled Lin Ruxuan back to the hotel,

Back in the room, Fang Wenqing immediately made a talisman, and several piles of fire runes and fireworks talismans were quickly made.

He walked to Lin Ruxuan's room, handed her two stacks of fire runes, and told her that when the time came, throw it at the enemy, and say the word "break" loudly, and you can resist the enemy.

Lin Ruxuan had already guessed that Fang Wenqing was going out, so she nodded silently: "Brother Fang, be careful, come back early." ”

In the evening, when the sky was getting dark, Fang Wenqing came to the front desk of the hotel, and saw two waitresses chatting, so he walked over and asked, "How should I go to Chen's Group?" ”

One of the waitresses looked at Fang Wenqing with an incredulous expression, as if she was watching a joke: "The Chen Group has already been blocked, what are you going to do there?" ”

"Blocked? What's going on? Fang Wenqing asked in surprise. I thought, could it be that Yang Qingguo reported the case to the capital of kites?

"At first glance, you are from other places, and also, most of the people who live in hotels are from other places. It is said that a few days ago, the Chen family was wiped out by a mysterious person, and more than a dozen members of the family died, even Chen Kang, who was treated in the Eighth Hospital. The Chen group borrowed money from the bank, the boss died, and the bank could only reduce its losses by auctioning off the property in his name. Another waitress said.

Fang Wenqing thanked him, feeling a little uneasy, who was that mysterious person? Could it be that like himself, he has an enmity with the Chen family? No, I have to go to Chen's house tonight to have a look.