"When you see a demon on the road, you will kill it with a sword?"

That plague guard, after listening to Fang Yuan's words, almost vomited blood.

Seeing Fang Yuan's strength, he almost decided in his heart that Fang Yuan must have been sent by the enemy of the Nine Heavens, perhaps, he still stared at himself for a long time before he came to the door, but the key was that when he came out in this business, he was already secret, how could anyone target him? And with the hegemony of the Nine Heavens, who would dare to be the opponent of the Nine Heavens?

It was these thoughts that made him have to cry and laugh to give birth to an idea......

When the other party said that, his expression was flat and his eyes were open, and at this time, he really didn't need to tell any more lies, that is to say, the person in front of him was really because he regarded himself as a demon to get rid of it?

This is ridiculous......

The people of the Ninefold Heavenly Plague Tribe, who are sitting on one side and looking at the Eight Desolations, will actually come to the door because of a few mortals?

"You...... You don't even know what you're doing?"

The plague guard was shocked and angry, his eyes were blood-red, he drank hysterically, suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, spurted out a mouthful of black blood, and at the same time pinched a strange magic seal in his right hand, the black flying sword that was clamped by Fang Yuan's two fingers released Dao Dao Sen Ran's black smoke, as if alive, the poisonous snake also suddenly turned around and devoured Fang Yuan's neck.

"Rotten Bone Dragon, come out ......"

At the same time, behind Fang Yuan, a low shout sounded, the ground suddenly rumbled, the ground suddenly shattered, three giant pythons dozens of zhang long, as thick as a grinding plate, penetrated the ground and drilled out, what was even more terrifying was that those giant pythons, rotting everywhere on their bodies, revealing their white bones, the smell of rancid was piercing, and they circled and flew in three directions, strangling towards Fang Yuan.

At the same time, on the head of the giant python behind Fang Yuan, an old man in a gray robe quietly appeared, holding a small blood-red flag in his hand.

The wind was howling and there was a great chaos.

Billowing fishy black smoke filled the air, almost obscuring Fang Yuan's figure.

But in the face of this front and back attack, Fang Yuan was still expressionless, and he didn't even move, just frowned.

The next moment, there was a cyan mist around him that suddenly swirled up, and the black flying sword that was guarded by the plague between his two fingers was the most vicious and ferocious, seemingly inconspicuous, but in fact it was a natal flying sword that had been refined by evil methods for decades, but before it could burst into ferocity, the cyan mist had already swirled up and wrapped around this sword.

Then Fang Yuan held the sword in his backhand and slashed towards the surroundings!

"Whoa......

A black sword light flashed in the void, and then the three fierce and terrifying Rotten Bone Divine Dragons instantly froze on the spot, and then, they turned into one by one, and then slowly turned into black mist, floating between the voids......

And the gray-robed old man who stood on top of the python head and held the blood red flag had already forced out the blood light on the flag and wrapped it towards Fang Yuan, but under the impact of the sword qi, the blood light was bounced to his body, and the startled old man roared, and his body retreated rapidly, but before he could retreat a few steps, after the blood light was entangled, his body had already begun to rot, and a pool of blood water flowed out......

The blood light was indeed powerful, and at this moment, even the physical body and the divine soul were all gone.

"Is it useful to refine this evil method?"

Fang Yuan held the black flying sword upside down in his hand, and with a slight shake, the sword qi shook, scattering the surrounding dirty blood and black smoke.

He was clean by nature, and did not want to be stained with such filthiness on his robes.

"My Natal Flying Sword, how could it be ......"

When the plague guard saw this scene, his eyes were already desperate, he couldn't understand why his natal flying sword, which was connected to his heart, could be casually held in his hand and used as a weapon, how could his mind be completely cut off?

The cyan mist that enveloped the flying sword was clearly like the Danguang of the Zadan monk, but how could it have such power?

"I fought with you......"

Although he couldn't understand how the other party controlled his flying sword, he was also sure of one thing, he didn't have the strength to fight Fang Yuan head-on at all, so as early as when he saw Fang Yuan killing people with his flying sword in his hand, he was heartbroken, and directly lifted the lid on the black gourd, and he was already thinking about going out to cultivate and be damaged, and also pulling Fang Yuan to be buried.

The lid of the gourd had been lifted, revealing some kind of gloomy glow......

But the next moment, the lid of the gourd was covered again!

The town guard of the plague department was slightly stunned, and then saw that Fang Yuan had already arrived in front of him, grabbed his hand, and covered the gourd again.

"How can it be so fast?"

He couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, looking at Fang Yuan's faint eyes, he suddenly felt cold all over, hurriedly spread the gourd, jumped out with both arms back, and a black scimitar appeared in both hands at the same time, and a body of mana surged out as if it was dying, and he was about to step forward and cut it out, but before the knife was lifted, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't use his strength.

Then it was only at this point that he felt a wet feeling in his throat.

It turned out that when the green-robed monk approached him just now, he had already cut his throat with a sword......

But is it just the throat?

Suddenly, he felt a little cold on the back of his neck......

As soon as he realized this problem, he felt that the world was spinning, and his body holding a knife appeared in his field of vision.

There was no head left on the neck of that body.

"When did he come out with the sword?"

It is the head that was beheaded, and the Jindan monk can still keep his complete consciousness, this plague town guard is like this, he first thought of a question that he didn't understand, and then suddenly realized it, above the head, a golden light suddenly flew out, and he fled into the sky, this is his soul, he wants to escape, so he wants to tell Ji Laoxian about the things in this place.

But before this ray of golden light could escape far, it was suddenly grasped by a hand.

Originally, it was impossible for the divine soul to be captured, and the fighting method of the Jindan monk was powerful here, even if he was strong and could kill the opponent, it would be difficult to prevent the opponent's divine soul from escaping, because the divine soul was an invisible thing, which was extremely difficult to detect and capture, and even said that the cultivation was three or four orders higher than the other party, and it was almost impossible to capture the divine soul of the Jindan low-level monk.

Unless, the magic circle is laid in advance, or there is some powerful magic weapon, it is possible.

However, the palm of the hand that reached over was wrapped in a layer of green aura, and there was actually a meaning that permeated the heavens and the earth, so that the spirit of the plague guard had nowhere to escape if he wanted to, and he held him in his palm without much effort.

"Purple Pill Monk?"

"This must be the Purple Pill Monk?"

"If it weren't for the Purple Pill Cultivator, how could he have captured his own divine soul......"

The spirit of the plague was struggling in Fang Yuan's palm, exuding a terrifying divine thought: "Great Immortal spare your life......

"My body has been cut off by you, will I even have my soul cut off?"

"Ask the Great Immortal to give me a ray of reincarnation vitality?"

“......”

“......”

Fang Yuan felt the divine thoughts emanating from this divine soul, and frowned: "Refining plague with people, the sin is unforgivable!"

After that, the palm of the hand was forced, and the divine soul was immediately pinched and exploded.

"Why?"

Before this divine soul dissipated, the only thought was: "If there is no great enmity between life and death, why don't you even give me a chance to reincarnate?"

"Runaway......"

"Quick...... The town guard has been killed, run away......"

At this time, in this plague camp, the rest of the people were already frightened and fled in all directions.

"To get rid of demons, you have to get rid of the roots, so as not to cause endless trouble!"

Fang Yuan glanced around, and the green robe flew out.

His body was like electricity, covered by a green mist, moving and turning, drifting uncertainly, those black-armored soldiers who fled in all directions, all of them were caught up by him, all of them were beheaded, and then he turned back, and in this big camp, he wandered around, but he saw that there were still many concubines, cooks and miscellaneous servants and others in it, one by one lost their souls and ran in all directions, so they also swam away with swords, and all of them were killed.

It wasn't until the end that there was no living creature in this camp, so he walked in front of the palace.

Just before the palace, the black gourd was still standing on the ground, and Fang Yuan looked at it, secretly thinking about what to do with it.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a sense in his heart, turned around and flew by.

When she arrived at the back of the palace, she waved her sleeves to brush away a layer of weeds, and saw a little girl in a gray robe with gray hair as white as withered grass shrinking inside, her body trembled, she looked at Fang Yuan in horror, and cried: "Big brother, big brother, don't kill me......"

As she cried like this, she hid her palm behind her back and quietly grasped an iron cylinder.

But Fang Yuan just brushed his sleeves away, and the little girl's body suddenly stiffened.

The strong mana shook into the sea of knowledge, and the divine soul was directly dispersed.

Behind her body, the black iron cylinder quietly landed, already infused with some mana.

In her last dull eyes, she seemed to be a little puzzled: "Where did you not act?"

Fang Yuan returned to the front of the palace, and looked at the black gourd a few times again, knowing that there must be some strange things hidden in it, otherwise the plague guard, it would not be possible to think of using it to fight with himself, if it was an ordinary evil law, it would be broken directly, but if this gourd was broken, the contents of it would overflow, I am afraid it would be a terrible disaster in the world.

So at last he thought of it, so he waved his sleeves, put the gourd away, and then flew up.

In mid-air, he looked at the lifeless plague camp, and he blew it out in one breath, and the camp below immediately burst into flames, burning all existence to ashes, and then he flew towards the north......

When he returned to his cave, he put away some magic weapons, books and other things, destroyed the cave, and then hugged the white cat who was occupying his futon and sleeping for a few days, and he didn't know what had happened, and he soared again, and flew to the tribe that had made an appointment with the master of the Zixiao cave, but he saw that the people in the tribe were running back and forth, in a hurry, and the things had not been packed yet.

The Purple Night Cave Master, who was drinking tea in the pavilion, saw Fang Yuan and said with a smile, "Come back so quickly?"

Fang Yuan pressed the cloud head and said with a smile: "Just pack up some things, how much time can you use?"