No one in the Boying Society dared to speak.

The bald pills are all dead, what are they?

Fang Ze glanced around, and seeing that no one dared to refute, he nodded slightly.

He strode to the flagpole on the wall.

The surrounding warriors and soldiers did not dare to approach Fang Ze and avoided a road.

Fang Ze walked under the flagpole.

The flagpole is three feet high, and there is a beam on it, which is cross-shaped.

Wen Muzhi's body was hung on it.

The Wubo barbarians did not dare to completely humiliate Wen Muzhi, so they wore white trousers under the body and exposed their upper body.

Fang Ze kicked the flagpole.

"Click!"

The flagpole snapped, and Wen Muzhi's body fell downward.

Fang Ze grabbed the bottom of the broken flagpole with one hand and slowly lowered the flagpole.

The body of Wen Mu was placed on the city wall.

Fang Ze also saw this legend clearly.

Wen Muzhi's ordinary stature, his face can be seen to be more delicate when he was young.

The corpse had been nitrated by the Wubo barbarians, and his whole body was pale, but Wen Muzhi's face did not look hideous, but had a sympathetic expression.

Fang Ze has seen a lot of corpses, and people with such expressions after death are very calm, and they don't have much fear in the face of death.

"It's a hero."

Fang Ze praised in his heart.

He swiped his knife on the flagpole, and his true qi cut off the excess part of the flagpole.

Fang Ze lifted the cross part with Wen Muzhi's body and turned around.

Bo Ying will be a martial artist, and a thought can't help but come to mind.

Did he really do it?

Really took Wen Muzhi's body?

It happened in front of him, but it gave these warriors a sense of trance.

"You're just watching him go like this?"

"Vulture Dan is dead, you can't keep Wen Mu's body, and Lord Su Shilie and Lord Guzan will definitely punish you heavily!"

"What else to see, come on! Kill him! ”

A shrill and piercing voice rang out.

Fang Ze saw that a Longkang man wearing a Wubo barbarian official uniform was shouting there.

It's Yang Yanze.

Yang Yanze was also out of the way.

He didn't have much courage, but when he thought of Bald Dan's death and Yuan Feng taking away Wen Mu's body, Su Shilie and Gu Zan must have been furious, and when the time came, Yang Yanze, the county seat of Yingzhou, would not be able to escape his responsibility.

The punishment under responsibility may not be dead, but the official should not be able to deserve it.

If he can't be an official, he betrays Long Kang, bears infamy, and what is the meaning of being a dog for the Wubo barbarians?

Thinking of this, Yang Yanze couldn't hold back and agitated loudly.

"You killed the apprentice that Grandmaster Guzan admired the most!"

"You're done! Grandmaster Guzan will definitely kill you, and it's useless for you to flee to the ends of the earth! ”

Yang Yanze roared wildly.

Fang Ze glanced at the man.

Longkang people, wearing Wubo barbarian official uniforms.

There is no doubt about the traitor.

"Noise."

Fang Ze said lightly.

He kicked his right foot, and the tip of the half-cut knife that had broken during the fight on the tiles of the wall flew away.

Knife tip lasing.

"Poof!"

The tip of the knife shot from Yang Yanze's forehead, the back of his head penetrated, passed through his skull without hindrance, and flew into the back and nailed into the bricks of the city wall.

Yang Yanze looked frightened and unwilling to believe, and fell to the ground.

The martial artist of the Boying Society, who had just been instigated by Yang Yanze and had moved a little thought, suddenly became cold.

Fang Ze glanced at these Bo Ying Martial Artists.

No one dared to look at him.

"Tell Guzan that he wants to take revenge on me and wait for him at any time."

Fang Ze said.

The warrior of the Boying Society did not dare to speak.

Fang Ze didn't look at them either, carrying a cross wooden frame in his hand, carrying Wen Muzhi's body, jumped and fell from the city wall.

He fell from the wall more than twenty meters high, and after he landed, there was only a muffled sound of the earth, stirring up some dust.

Fang Ze was carrying the cross wooden frame, and the statue of Wen Mu walked forward beside him.

The armored soldiers were armed with swords, but they did not dare to step forward.

Fang Ze took a step forward, and they took two or three steps back.

Fang Ze smiled coldly.

He jumped abruptly, and stepped on the head and shoulders of the armored soldiers, and crossed the formation.

The armoured army exclaimed.

Fang Ze crossed the military formation.

After he fell, he didn't look at the three thousand armor soldiers behind him, but looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

"Yuan fulfilled his promise to take Wen Mu's body and send it back to his hometown."

The voice is not loud, but it penetrates people's hearts.

Countless people's hearts trembled, and their bodies trembled.

Did he, really?

Fang Ze didn't speak, carrying the cross wooden frame, and galloped towards the east.

…

Miles away, on the hills.

"It's done! It's done! ”

"The Outer Heaven Divine Fist really took Wen Shuai's body!"

"He also killed Gu Zan's first disciple Bald Dan!"

On the hill, several people with excellent eyesight shouted loudly what they saw.

"Really?"

"It's really done!"

"The Outer Heaven Divine Fist fulfilled its promise and took Wen Shuai's body!"

"Hahaha! The sky does not die, and the sky has eyes! ”

"Outer Heaven Divine Fist! Outer Heaven God Fist! ”

"Wen Shuai, you finally don't have to be insulted by those little people, God is eye-opening!"

The people of Longkang Jianghu in the hills are so excited that they can't control themselves.

Fang Ze kicked off the flagpole, and two or three hundred people on the hill broke out into earth-shattering cheers.

When Fang Ze left with Wen Muzhi's body, the emotions of the people of Longkang Jianghu also reached their peak.

Some laughed wildly, some cried, and some knelt on the ground, violently grabbing the ground with their heads.

Wen Muzhi's death was too depressing for these Jianghu people.

Emotions of anger, depression, gloom, and despair have weighed down on their spirits for too long.

Wuzun Guzan is also like a demon god, making these people breathless and unable to see hope.

Now, Yuan Feng of the Outer Heaven Divine Fist not only took the body of Wen Mu and killed the first disciple of Gu Zan, but also removed a mountain in the spirit of the people of Longkang Jianghu.

Countless people have felt that they have never been so happy since they were born.

Tears poured out of Yan Die'er's eyes.

She wept and wiped her tears and looked at the night sky.

"Wen Shuai, did you see it?"

"Heaven is still fair, people like you won't be humiliated by those despicable guys forever."

"Senior Yuan has fulfilled his promise, my Yan Die'er is a woman, but I will not break my promise."

"Senior Yuan is also a hero, and in the future, I will arrange for the door to be burglarized and fulfill the promise made to Senior Yuan."

Yan Die'er swore secretly in her heart.

Ping Yuanjian looked at the east, and Fang Ze's figure disappeared there.

Pingyuan Jian didn't make a sound, but his face was full of old tears.

No one around him laughed at him, because everyone was like that.

Ping Yuanjian wiped the tears on his face, and suddenly turned around with his sword.

"You're leaving? What are you going to do? ”

The young man who had spoken to him before asked.

"Han Yunguang, the general sent by the imperial court, is about to arrive in Yunzhong County."

"Before, I thought that Wen Shuai was dead, Long Kang had no hope, he gave up on himself, and he didn't have the courage to face Wu Boman again."

"Now that I see the Outer Heaven God Fist taking away Wen Shuai's body, I realize that I was wrong."

"As long as there are people and people's hearts, there is still hope for everything!"

"My Pingyuan Sword ability is limited, but there is a point of heat and a point of light, so I will return to Yunzhong County and defect to Han Shuai."

"Han Shuai is new to Yanli, he must need manpower, I want to do my best to fight against the Wubo Barbarians and subdue the great cause of Yanli's sixteen states."

Ping Yuanjian said.

Several people around suddenly stood up and resonated.

"That's right!"

"I'll go with you!"

In an instant, a team of seven or eight people was formed, and they left with Pingyuan Jian.

The young man was stunned for a long time.

Is this still the Pingyuan Sword who looks at things negatively?

After a moment, the young man reacted.

"Huh! Wait for me! I'm going with you! ”

The young man raised his sword and chased after Pingyuan Sword.

Yan Die'er saw all this in her eyes.

She suddenly had a glimmer of realization.

Tonight, Senior Yuan retrieved more than just Wen Shuai's body.

There is also the courage of the people of Longkang Jianghu.

Long Kang's broken backbone was connected.

That breath of heart, I took it back!