"What?"

He Wangshu's order was like a needle, piercing into Qiu Fang's puzzled heart.

Obviously, He Wangshu was still trying his best to dissuade him from doing risky things, but now that Feng Zheng had not committed murder against Ah Yu, he was desperate to confront Mo Zong, and he didn't know why he suddenly made up his mind.

"Tell you to do it!" He Wangshu urged anxiously, as if he had forgotten his life again at this moment, but he had broken Qiufang's death and forgotten Qiufang's life.

"Why do it now?"

Qiu Fang's eyes widened, and he was not in a hurry to make a move, but his body completely hid behind the trunk of the tree, and he put on a hands-on posture that was ready to go.

"The power of demon blood is too terrifying to allow Feng Zheng to succeed."

He Wangshu explained solemnly, it seems that the performance of Master Li has greatly reversed his attitude, and he is even willing to let Qiu Fang take risks.

You must know that cultivation is about hard work and talent, and to become a great power to the heavens, both of these are indispensable, but the appearance of demon blood is enough to make countless ordinary cultivators rush to it. As long as Feng Zheng kills Ah Yu today, the collected demon blood will be a supreme treasure that is difficult to buy, and at that time, all the cultivators in Luocheng will inevitably look forward to Mozong.

And even if Dongjimen is not substantially weakened, the power of this thing will always be a relationship between one and the other, and the future Los Angeles will definitely be surnamed Mo, not Dong.

This kind of truth is easy to understand, Qiu Fang is not stupid, and he can naturally think clearly. It's just that what he didn't expect was that He Wangshu would suddenly have such a big reaction, so that he was not ready.

The young man took a deep breath and asked seriously, "Uncle Shi has already thought of a way to deal with it?"

"Nope."

He Wangshu's brief answer made Qiu Fang a little crying and laughing, he was full of thought that since the former had made up his mind, he must have found a superior plan, who knew that he opened his mouth to say these two words, like a basin of cold water poured on his head, which made Qiu Fang stunned for a moment.

"Why, you're scared?" Seeing that Qiu Fang's face was blue and white for a while, he laughed coldly.

Qiu Fang smiled disdainfully and said, "Then I did it?"

In Qiu Fang's heart, no matter what He Wangshu would do today, for him, this demon would definitely be saved. It's just that he believes that even if Zhou Zong has a word first, with He Wangshu's cold-hearted temperament, it is impossible to watch him lose his life, not to mention that the phantom cloud sac given to him by the mysterious man in black last night is still in his hand, which is a big hole card he has.

"Let's do it, anyway, Zhou Laosan said that he wouldn't save it, but when it came to the end, he really wouldn't save it?"

It seems that both of them are betting on the arrival of foreign aid, Qiu Fang bet on He Wangshu to make a move, and He Wangshu bet on Zhou Zong to respond, this is their unexpected answer, but it is their real hole card.

As soon as He Wangshu's words fell, the blackbird rose in response, flapping its wings violently and flying into the air, and there were bursts of crisp chirpings during the process.

The bustling crowd did not notice the presence of the blackbird, and the dome was blocked by the cloud-covered array, and the farther away from the firelight, the darker it became. Second, the blackbird is extremely fast, and when it soars into the air, it is extremely difficult for the naked eye to detect.

Not long after, after the black bird hovered above everyone's heads for a while, He Wangshu poured mana into his voice and shouted loudly: "Everyone, it is the justice of our generation to eliminate demons and demons, how can you let the Wind Sect Master be in danger alone, if you are worthy of a person of insight, you should give birth to phlegm demon flesh and drink demon blood."

As soon as He Wangshu spoke, a burst of whispers erupted in the crowd.

Qiu Fang watched from the sidelines, at first he was puzzled, but then his eyes lit up, he finally understood that today's grand event must be chaotic, and the more chaotic the scene, the more he can take advantage of the fire.

And how chaotic, the mystery is in He Wangshu's words, or it can be said that He Wangshu's mouth is the existence of the first type of person, just a few words can stir everyone's heartstrings, and lure everyone to take advantage of the chaos to snatch more demon blood on Ah Yu's corpse.

However, the reason for shooting the first bird is well known, and even if the discussion in the crowd is getting louder and louder, no one dares to make a mistake in front of Feng Zheng. You must know that the people sitting in the back row are mainly stragglers, and the people sitting in the front row are the real masters, and most of these masters are also

There was a conspiracy with Feng Zheng, and their benefits were indispensable afterwards, and the gains outweighed the losses at this time.

Qiu Fang looked at Ah Yu's expressionless appearance, knowing that at this moment, she was under the control of the Imperial Soul Banner, completely lost her self-consciousness, and was just a puppet at the mercy of others.

Thinking of this, he drew up a tactic in his heart, not only to be a good leader for that group of ordinary cultivators, but also to win with one blow and destroy the Imperial Soul Banner.

The blackbird was still hovering in the sky, stimulating everyone with words while waiting for the autumn boat to suddenly have a cold arrow.

Qiu Fang was not idle, his fingertips pierced the air, the blue light rose brightly, and a graceful arc floated in the air.

Manager Liu, who was beside him, seemed to have been looking at Qiufang in his eyes because of Feng Suixing's entrustment, and when he saw the light on his fingers, he froze in place with a puzzled face.

In these days in Mozong, Manager Liu intentionally or unintentionally made a lot of convenience with Qiufang, and took care of him a lot, at this time he felt a trace of guilt in his heart, and he didn't want to involve Manager Liu, so he had to say a little apologetically: "Grandpa Liu, I'm offended."

He knocked Mr. Liu to the ground, and after doing this, the light on his fingers became more and more shining, and in a moment it was all around.

The thought of it came to mind, and the blue light surged.

Although the Heavenly Lotus Talisman can only be regarded as a death talisman in the talisman level, Qiu Fang does not need to refine the yellow paper in advance for emergencies like other people who cultivate the way of talismans. I saw that he held his breath, his fingers opened left and right, and between the blue light surged, more than thirty golden lotus flowers had begun to take shape.

As the essence in his eyes exploded, the mana suddenly exploded, and the golden lotus swelled and bloomed like the wind and clouds, turning into countless golden lights in the blink of an eye, and rushed towards the Imperial Soul Banner with a chilling madness.

Jin Lian broke through the air and attacked, aiming at Zu Lin is a wild bombardment, Zu Lin, who was holding the Imperial Soul Banner, did not expect that someone would rush at him at this heavily guarded event, so he had to retreat in a hurry.

"Stop him!"

Feng Zheng's eyes lit up, and he shouted loudly, and with a wave of his palm, the black blades formed by several inks instantly condensed, and in just a flash in place, he had already deceived dozens of golden lotuses in front of him.

Seeing this scene, the first thing to react was Feng Zheng, this grand event was originally carried out in an orderly manner in his plan, whether it was a few masters in the front row who had been negotiated, or the guests in the back row who were expected to dare not make a mistake, it was a part of his plan, and even everyone's doubts were all in his expectation.

He thought that the only variable in the Deepavali Conference was the unruly rabble in the back row, and he could bounce it without effort, and the cloud-covered array covering the entire square was isolated from the outside world, so there would not have been any problems.

Even though he is scheming, there are also omissions.

The only thing that could not be predicted was that the Qiu Fang, which had been lurking in the Mo Sect for a long time, was the wedge that the East Pole Gate had inadvertently planted, and today, the wedge was embedded in the bone marrow, and it was time to pull it out.

Qiu Fang knew very well that if he wanted to rely on his dozens of golden lotus talismans to win, it was extremely difficult after all, so he took out a mask that he had already prepared, covered his face, and kicked his feet on the ground, instantly igniting the mana in his body, and his body burst into flames.

As Jin Lian was slashed down by the flying blade, several explosions sounded, and the young man who was soaring in the air knew that the first move he had brewed had been resolved by Feng Zheng, and there was only one way left to go all out at this time.

Thinking about this section, he no longer hesitated, let alone hidden, staring at the moment when Zu Lin's body was unstable, his arm shook suddenly, and he tried his best to draw twelve thunder talismans, aiming at the soul banner in Zu Lin's hand and smashing it again.

"Who are you?"

Feng Zheng shouted angrily, by the light of the fire, he could only see that Qiu Fang was a masked man, but the thin figure made him a little familiar.

"You only fought last night, did you forget?"

Although Qiu Fang didn't want to say much to him, today he inevitably reproduced the scene of life and death like last night, and he was quite resentful in his heart, so he replied coldly.

Qiu Fang's mouth was quite restrained, but his attack was as fierce as a tiger, and twelve thunderbolts swept through the power of thunder, and in just half an instant, he had the power of annihilation, and rushed towards the Imperial Soul Banner fiercely.

Qiu Fang followed, and at some point, he had drawn a talisman, and a long sword of cold light was held in his hand, and it was still a move to step on the meteor and fly out, but this sword went straight to the door of Feng Zheng.

"I let you escape last night, and today isn't that easy."

Feng Zheng's body moved, he didn't seem to be afraid of the sword moves attacked by the autumn boat, but his sleeves shook, and two ink springs instantly gushed out of the air, one rushed towards the autumn boat, and the other rushed towards the thunder that crossed the air.

"If you wait any longer, I'm afraid you'll be taken the lead by the Masked Knight!" He Wangshu continued to provoke everyone's emotions, and the people in the audience looked at each other, still refusing to make a move, they were all waiting and seeing, waiting to see if Qiu Fang could get a bargain in the hands of Feng Zheng. Five

"Look for death!" Feng Zheng's body was still hovering in the air, motionless, but the mana that drove the ink continued to emanate from the magic beads in his eyebrows.

Qiu Fang's sword speed is extremely fast, so fast that he exhausted his life's strength, but the gap in the realm is in front of him, Feng Zheng's strength is much more than him, and defeat is an obvious scene.

The two ink springs were extremely powerful, one collided with Qiu Fang's long sword, the long sword was instantly involved, and it was instantly shattered, Qiu Fang was shocked, and hurriedly pulled out the hand holding the sword, so as not to protect his arm.

On the other hand, the twelve thunderbolts, under the collision of the ink spring, were also swallowed up, and the initial thunderous momentum was completely dispersed.

"I also said what kind of sword master, it turned out to be a junior of the East Pole Gate!" Feng Zheng said coldly, Qiu Fang's three consecutive moves were resolved, and at this time the defeat was already decided, but Feng Zheng found clues of the talisman in the imperceptible mana fluctuations.

The only thing that made him wonder was that although there were traces of mana, there were no talismans, and the person in front of him seemed to be a little different from the others in the East Pole Gate.

It can be said that there are a thousand ways and ten thousand, no matter how strange this talisman is, but the messenger is now only one of the East Pole Gate, so it is understandable that he can be sure that the Qiu Fang Master will go out of the East Pole Gate.

"Is there no one in the East Pole Gate, or is there no one in the Mo Sect who deceived me, and dare to send this skill to commit murder?" Feng Zheng said expressionlessly, in just three moves, he had already noticed that Qiu Fang's realm was far inferior to his own, and even far behind.

Qiu Fang was also hanging in the air, he glanced down, and when everyone heard that he was from the East Pole Gate, their faces changed, and they were even more hesitant to wait and see.

If you can't let the Mo Sect suffer a little loss today, I'm afraid that it will not only be me who will lose face, but also the East Pole Gate.

Thinking of this, Qiu Fang took a sip and sneered, "Wind Sect Master, don't underestimate the East Pole Gate."

After that, he had another plan in mind.