When everyone saw the scene in front of them, they were stunned for a moment, and their hearts tightened, Yang Yunsheng said loudly: "The surname Fang, it turns out that you still have the strength to kill people, today I want to see how you kill me?" ”

After speaking, Yang Yunsheng clenched his long sword, stabbed out with a sword, and stabbed towards Fang Wenqing with bursts of fragrance.

Fang Wenqing heard Zhang Kai say just now, what is this kind of incense called eighteen soft incense, he quickly held his breath, holding the knife in his hand, the shadow of the knife flashed, and the long sword broke.

Yang Yunsheng panicked in his heart, and with a palm split, the Dao Dao palm prints attacked Fang Wenqing, Fang Wenqing didn't look at it, and with a punch, the Dao Dao fist shadow was overwhelming, completely covering those palm prints.

A knife shadow flashed, and in an instant, a human head had already landed.

At this time, the hall was silent, and no sound could be heard.

Wang Yiming trembled in his heart, he didn't expect Fang Wenqing, who was healing, to be so powerful, he knew that this was the case, and he surrendered like Zhang Kai. In fact, almost all of the people who think like him are.

They trembled backwards, and a tremor could be heard in the swords in their hands.

Suddenly, Fang Wenqing opened his mouth and said, "What? Who else wants to see how I killed you? ”

Wang Yiming immediately spoke: "Senior Fang, everything is a misunderstanding, we are now surrendering, electing you as the master of the quicksand gate, and begging the seniors to let the juniors take a dog's life." ”

Everyone also echoed, as if what had just happened was really a misunderstanding.

Fang Wenqing looked at the performance of these people before and after, he was disgusted, and a pile of fireworks talismans were thrown, and suddenly, the hall was filled with smoke, and they couldn't see each other clearly.

The shadows of the swords flashed and flashed continuously, emitting dazzling light, and the sound of pleasant swords came from time to time in the air.

The smoke cleared, and when they saw what was going on inside, everyone outside the hall gasped.

The bodies of more than a dozen prefecture-level martial artists fell to the ground, and their heads were scattered all over the ground.

Fang Wenqing stood up and walked slowly in front of Zhang Kai, no matter what, Zhang Kai was also seriously injured for himself, how could he stand by and watch?

His left hand was on Zhang Kai's wrist, and a stream of true qi was injected, moistening the broken meridians, and slowly Zhang Kai's face became a little ruddy, and he soon opened his eyes.

When Zhang Kai saw Fang Wenqing, he struggled to get up, Fang Wenqing hinted that he should not move, Zhang Kai understood what Fang Wenqing meant, sat up slowly, and used his internal qi to heal his injuries.

When Fang Wenqing walked to the entrance of the hall, the people who were originally here had already dissipated, and they might have all left from the main hall gate.

He looked at the mountain peaks in the distance, the white clouds in the sky, and the occasional birds flying by, and his heart felt a peace that he had never felt before.

After standing for a long time, he returned to the hall, packed up his magic weapon, and carefully studied it with the Liuyun Sword in his hand, feeling very comfortable.

He activated his true qi and slowly injected it into the Flowing Cloud Sword, which volleyed into the air and hissed.

Suddenly, with a finger of his left hand, the Flowing Cloud Sword flew out, and the speed was extremely fast, piercing all kinds of barriers in the air.

In a moment, only a loud "boom" was heard, and a chair in the center of the hall had become powder.

Fang Wenqing's heart was extremely happy, the speed was faster than a knife, and the lethality was even more amazing, no wonder it was said that it could kill the enemy thousands of miles away and fly above the nine heavens, it seemed that what he said was true.

But how does this Edgeworth fly do it? By the way, the Liuyun Sword Technique is in Zhao Bingran's hands, and now that Zhao Bingran is dead, the Liuyun Sword Technique really doesn't know where to start.

However, he was already very satisfied in his heart, as long as he could kill the enemy and defend himself better than anything else, as for whether he could fly with the sword, he didn't really care.

Zhang Kai was interrupted by a loud noise, and found that his injury had improved slightly under the injection of Fang Wenqing's halal qi, as long as he had time to calm down and recuperate seriously, he believed that he would recover soon.

He simply stood up slowly, walked in front of Fang Wenqing, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you seniors for coming to the rescue, junior Zhang Kate came to ask for guilt, please punish the seniors." ”

Fang Wenqing was baffled by Zhang Kai's sudden words, the previous sentence was fine, but the latter was guilty, punished or something, where to start?

Seeing Fang Wenqing's dazed expression, Zhang Kai explained: "The junior was originally a member of the quicksand gate, but now he has become a prisoner, and he is willing to be punished by his seniors. ”

After hearing this, Fang Wenqing suddenly realized that this was the ancient one at all, one person committed a crime, and he was connected to the nine clans.

There is a lifelong slave or something at every turn, this quicksand gate is really a wonder, what age is it.

He suddenly thought of one thing, those quicksand sect disciples who escaped, although they had broken their arms, but they still had cultivation, would they take the opportunity to rob ordinary people?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sink in his heart, he was too negligent, he usually thought about the common people in the world, but now he is so confused.

He immediately stood up, put away the Liuyun Sword, and walked out of the hall quickly, Zhang Kai didn't know why, followed closely, and asked in a low voice: "Senior, is there anything you can tell the junior to do." ”

"I just need your help in something, immediately gather all the disciples of the Quicksand Sect to gather in the main hall, the time is a pillar of incense, and if you exceed the deadline, you will bear the consequences." Fang Wenqing said.

"Yes, seniors, juniors will do it immediately." After speaking, Zhang Kai picked up the big knife and quickly walked out of the hall.

Fang Wenqing was not at ease, he was about to walk out of the main hall, and there was no one to see along the road, not even the peasants in the cornfield.

At this time, he saw two figures emerging from the cornfield on the side, these two people Fang Wenqing knew, it was the old man he had met before and the little girl named Hong'er.

Seeing the two of them walking towards him, Fang Wenqing hurriedly greeted him.

"Cheap slave Mushan and Hong'er thank their benefactors for saving their lives." The old man was about to kneel on the ground as he spoke, but Fang Wenqing hurriedly stopped him and asked, "Old man, there were still many people here when I came, why is it so empty now, and not even a pedestrian can be seen." ”

"Steward Hong said, you are a murderous maniac, see one to kill one, see one to kill one pair, call on all the people, civilians, slaves and maids to unite and unite with the outside world. and supported a person named Zhao Xingfeng as the new master, assisted by him personally. ”

"Everyone in the quicksand gate left with Steward Hong, hiding in the thorn ridge south of the mine, Hong'er and I have seen you, and we know in our hearts that you are not the person they say you are, Hong'er and I are unwilling to leave, so we hid." The old man said carefully.

When Fang Wenqing heard this, he didn't want to be depressed in his heart, this quicksand gate really has all kinds of birds, that Hong steward wants to be the master of the door, why slander his reputation, it's really hateful.

"What's that Thorn Ridge?" Fang Wenqing hurriedly asked.

"Thorn Ridge is...... It is a place of exile, and anyone who makes a big mistake, or is the leader of the tribe here, will be exiled to Thorn Ridge and left to fend for himself. The old man said with a sigh.

"The original tribal leader?" Fang Wenqing asked with a blank expression.

"Benefactor, don't you know, more than ten years ago, this was a tribe called Taoyuan Village, everyone was equal, the degree of food and clothing was very balanced, men and women were weaving, and they were self-sufficient. Moreover, he usually practices the exercises handed down by his ancestors to strengthen his body, and some of his exercises are the formulas of research pills for people to heal their diseases. ”

"I never thought that the tribe sent out to exchange items was assassinated halfway, and the assassin disguised himself as a clansman and infiltrated my tribe with a customs clearance jade card."

"This person is Zhao Bingran, after he came in, he first observed for a few days, and found that the cultivation of the warriors in my tribe was only to strengthen the body, so he openly called out and carried out a large-scale massacre, and all those who resisted, regardless of men, women, old and children, were killed."

"The tribal leaders who surrendered were either exiled or given slaves for life. Later, Zhao Bingran recruited a group of warriors from outside, all of whom came from the Liushamen in the Yellow River Valley, so he directly changed the Taoyuan Village tribe to the Liushamen. The old man said, as if recalling that sweet and unbearable time.

Fang Wenqing finally understood what was going on, it turned out that this place was occupied by outsiders, no wonder such a cruel and inhumane rule was implemented.

When he was about to ask about some more things, Zhang Kai hurried over with Yang Tongyu and said in a panic:

"Senior, the big thing is not good, the representatives of the various sects were killed one by one by the Hong Steward, and some civilians who were unwilling to leave were also killed, and the rest were coerced by the Hong Steward to run to the Thorn Ridge."

"What's the origin of this flood steward?" Fang Wenqing asked suspiciously.

"No one knows the real name of Steward Hong, usually everyone calls him Hong San, and I heard that he came from the Yellow River Valley with Zhao Bingran. This person is not conspicuous, and judging from the means of killing the representatives of various sects, he is at least a mid-heaven-level cultivator. Zhang Kai said.