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Old Man Fang reacted quickly, his body trembled, he twisted his waist and moved, and the beam of light crossed his waist.

With a bang, the beam of light fell directly to the ground, making a muffled sound.

Zhao Mo didn't expect such a change to occur, and turned his head to look at the direction where the beam of light came from, only to see that the direction from which the beam was shooting was a woman.

It was the female disciple of the Jiyuan Sect who had just left.

And that beam of light was a bead that originally floated on the female disciple's shoulder.

After dodging the attack of the orb and standing firm, Old Man Fang looked at the female disciple of the Yuan Sect.

"I didn't expect another one to die, since you want to die so much, I'll send you on the road together!"

Old Man Fang said, without the slightest hesitation, like an eagle fighting a rabbit, he struck with all his strength, striving to kill this female disciple of the Yuan Sect on the spot.

That female disciple of the Qiyuan Sect didn't expect that her sneak attack would be dodged by the other party so easily, and she was a little flustered in her heart.

The reason why she came back was because she saw the fluctuation of the formation, so she would come back, but she didn't expect to see that Old Man Fang was about to kill Zhao Mo, she didn't hesitate to make a move, after all, Zhao Mo just broke off for her, and that ghost was not there, obviously she was thrown off by Zhao Mo.

After Old Man Fang approached suddenly, the female disciple of the Qiyuan Sect was flustered for a while, her palm shook, and an extra shield appeared out of thin air in her hand.

At the moment when the shield appeared in his hand, he was directly thrown out by the female disciple of the Qiyuan Sect.

The shield rose in the wind and turned into the size of a door panel, blocking the female disciple's body.

At the same time, Old Man Fang's crutches landed directly on the shield, making a loud roar.

The shield also stepped back.

The female disciple of the Qiyuan Sect turned pale, and her hands were slammed on the shield in front of her.

And the shield was still receding.

Despite this, it was completely impossible for Old Man Fang to kill the female disciple of the Yuan Sect with one blow.

At the same time as Old Man Fang turned around, he suddenly headed towards Zhao Mo again, and the crutches in his hand stabbed towards Zhao Mo's heart.

And this time, Zhao Mo didn't even have the strength to move his fingers, and the female disciples of the Qiyuan Sect in the distance were more than capable of protecting themselves, but they were a little powerless to save Zhao Mo again.

However, just as Old Man Fang's crutches landed in Zhao Mo's heart, a sword roar rang out, and then a black sword shadow shot out from Zhao Mo's sleeve cannon, slashing at the crutches.

Peng's voice, Old Man Fang only felt that a terrifying power was transmitted from the crutches, and this power was so great that it even made him feel like he was about to tremble.

There was only one possibility, this black short sword had reached the level of a treasure, and only this possibility would make him feel this way.

A martial artist in the middle of the Ning Yuan Dynasty actually had a treasure weapon, which surprised Old Man Fang and made him want to possess it.

A treasure weapon, not even his crutch, but now there is a treasure in front of him.

However, just as he was about to make another move, suddenly a sound of footsteps came from the streets, and then one by one the warriors walked out of the streets.

When they saw Old Man Fang, they all showed anger on their faces.

"Old Man Fang, originally I respected you as the head of the family, but I didn't expect to want to kill us all here, but now that you have appeared here, you don't have to think about leaving!"

"Fang dog thief, don't open a road yet, otherwise we people will be welcome!"

Suddenly there was a lot of noise, these warriors, you say a word, although people can't hear it clearly, but the hatred in it is beyond words.

Seeing this, Old Man Fang's face was also a little difficult to look at.

Zhao Mo asked Xiao Ke to come back in his heart, but he didn't expect Xiao Ke to wake up at this time.

However, just when Zhao Mo wanted to communicate with Xiao Ke, Xiao Ke didn't react at all, obviously Xiao Ke hadn't woken up yet, but only felt that he was in danger, so he would control the short sword to shoot.

Zhao Mo was holding a short sword, and he had mixed feelings in his heart, but now was obviously not the time to think too much, he suddenly looked around, only to see one by one martial artists staring at Old Man Fang, at this time, Old Man Fang had become the target of everyone, crossing the street, and if he wanted to deal with him, it was obviously a little unlikely, and his little life could be regarded as picking it up.

"If you want to get out of here, the old man has no choice, because this formation was not arranged by the old man!"

Old Man Fang shook his head and said directly.

"We don't care, you'd better open a gap, or we'll all rush up, and you'll definitely die!"

At this moment, a woman spoke directly.

Zhao Mo looked over and saw that it was Senior Sister Zhiyun who spoke.

"Yes, she's right, if you don't open a gap and let us leave, you'll definitely die!"

They also knew that there was only a dead end for them to stay here, and Old Man Fang was their last chance to leave.

Old Man Fang shook his head slowly, his eyes swept in the distance, as if he saw something, and he was no longer afraid of these martial artists.

Zhao Mo also saw it, it was a three-headed ghost.

"There are ghosts!"

I don't know who turned it out, these warriors suddenly began to panic, almost all of them have seen someone die in the hands of the Yin Spirit.

They don't want their souls to be consumed by the Shadow.

At this noisy time, Old Man Fang slowly walked towards Zhao Mo and said, "It seems that you still have to die, they can't protect themselves!"

At this moment, a brocade belt shot out, Old Man Fang stepped back, looked along the brocade ribbon, and saw that it was Senior Sister Zhiyun who shot it.

"If you want to kill my junior brother, you have to ask me!"

Senior Sister Zhiyun said, jumped over, grabbed a trick with both hands, and then slapped it out with a palm.

"Earthquake Mountain!"

When the words fell, Senior Sister Zhiyun slapped out, as if shaking the heavens and the earth, and rippled towards Old Man Fang.

Old Man Fang's face remained unchanged, the golden light of the crutches in his hand flowed away, and then he raised his hand and stabbed out, when the crutches hit the rippling ripples.

The rolling storm swept away, and the robes on Old Man Fang's body were blown and hunted, and then the ripples in front of him directly collapsed.

"The martial arts are good, but it's a pity that your strength is too weak!"

Old Man Fang said, heading directly towards Zhiyun.

It's just that at this time, the ghost has been coming to Zhao Mo's door at this time, and Old Man Fang naturally saw it and snorted.

And the female disciple of the Qiyuan Sect hurriedly said loudly: "Senior brother, be careful!"

Only then did Zhiyun look back, only to see that the yin spirit had directly penetrated Zhao Mo's body and disappeared.

It's just that no one noticed that the golden light in Zhao Mo's tightly closed vertical eyes was wandering, and a roar came out from the depths of Zhao Mo's vertical eyes......