With the shouts of the big man, two fist prints suddenly attacked. Fang Tong looked at Dahan's persistence, and sneered in his heart, this knife is very strange, how can a monk of the first layer of Jindan break it?

What's more, the broken knife was not yet unsheathed.

The Red Soul Knife stood upright in mid-air as if mocking the big man, and shook the handle twice, as if he was regretting that the big man's strength was too weak. The big man's face was gloomy and changed, and then he gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "This broken knife really takes itself seriously, resist my fists first, and then be proud." ”

Broken knives. The word suddenly made the Red Soul Knife fierce. The unicorn on the front foot just finished scolding it for being a broken knife, and an ant popped out of the back foot and scolded it like this. The Red Soul Knife seems to be angry, will the consequences be serious?

I saw the Red Soul Knife, with a whoosh, the scabbard opened partially, revealing a small part of the blade, and a little dark black light quickly broke through the fist mark and shot straight at the center of the big man's eyebrows. Then there was a snap, and the blade was sheathed. After rotating 360 degrees, it slammed into the ground with a thud.

As if nothing had happened.

Everyone's eyes shifted. found that the big man's face was already as dead as ashes, his eyes were staring at the size of longan, and he was staring at the Red Soul Knife.

Qing Yao stepped forward to inquire about the situation, and when the jade hand just touched the big man's sleeve, a black lightning shot out from the big man's hand! Fang Tong Spirit, if this hurts Qing Yao, it will definitely be unacceptable. Suddenly, the horizontal sword blocked Qing Yao's chest, and his forearm rubbed against Qing Yao's chest. made Qing Yaojiao snort, and her face was slightly red.

Fang Tongzhengse, who got a cheap and well-behaved person, said, "Miss Qingyao, don't worry, I'm here." That Qing Yao nodded shyly, to say that she and Fang Tong are also talented and beautiful, although Fang Tong is a casual cultivator, but with his personal strength and IQ, it is naturally good to mix such a famous place in the lower reaches of the Valley of the Wicked, much better than those monks who climb the dragon and attach the phoenix. 、

Of course, it's just that the temperament is too strong.

The group of people behind the big man, looking at Fang Tong's behavior of taking advantage of tofu, their eyes lit up, after all, Qing Yao was a well-known beauty in the neighborhood who was sinking fish and falling geese, rubbing it twice without rubbing it white, they all rolled up their sleeves and rushed to Qing Yao's side one by one.

"Miss Qingyao, I'm here to help you. ”

"Miss Qingyao, I'll protect you"

"Miss Qingyao, don't worry, you have me"

All kinds of direct flattering words came, and at the same time, countless arms deliberately rubbed against Qing Yao's upper body.

The big man came to his senses at this moment, and at this moment, he couldn't care about the grass on the wall, and pointed to the Red Soul Knife inserted in the ground in horror, "Evil soldier! This is an evil soldier! Before the words fell, he had already turned around and ran in the opposite direction, completely ignoring his posture.

After the black light of the Red Soul Knife entered his consciousness, he saw things that he shouldn't see, which is why this big man was so out of shape.

What does the big man say, can he change the minds of the wall grass?

The answer is no, it doesn't matter if you are an evil soldier or not, this knife is obviously the protector of the master, as long as you don't take the initiative to attack the boy who sleeps like a pig on the ground, the broken knife will not take the initiative to attack.

The only thought in their minds is to take advantage of the chaos and eat more tofu. After all, there won't be such a good chance in the future. Unless a cultivator is very good at flirting with girls, he either has a strong strength of his own, or he has an unparalleled identity background. Under normal circumstances, monks who have not yet cultivated in Jindan will not be able to find a Taoist companion. I can only walk alone in the long river of time, and I will die alone.

Fang Tong's face twitched, the black mangs of the knife had been blocked, and this group of shameless people were still rubbing against Qing Yao. "Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Qingyao is very safe, don't worry about it." Who knew that someone in the grass on the wall sneered disdainfully, "Brother Fang, I, Yang Long, respect you as a man, I don't want to demolish you, don't use that little trick in front of us, right?"

"Huh?" Fang Tong's face was clouded, and he frowned: "Brother Yang, how can you say this?" He really didn't understand what Yang Long said, what kind of trick?

Yang Long took a step forward, looked around, and shouted with only the back of the runner, explaining, "Listen to me, the whole thing is a big banner under Fang Tong's subordinates! He used those of us who wanted to run out of the spirit stone as chess pieces. The purpose of arranging for us to come to trouble the young man on this wanted warrant is to borrow a knife to kill people, and use us as pawns to fight with the young man, and in the end, he killed three birds with one stone, Qingyao Beauty succeeded, and the lower grade spirit stone of the transaction was in hand, and he could also take this young man to the Holy Spirit Gate to invite merit!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar. What Yang Long said was polite and courteous, but after thinking about it carefully, he was extremely frightened, it seemed that the whole thing was going according to this process, so didn't his own people become cannon fodder? When Fang just stood in line, the other party and the people who trusted him more also stood on the opposite side of Fang Tong.

What Yang Long said is reasonable.

Fang Tong almost snorted, laughed, and said, "Brother Yang has good reasoning skills, but Brother Yang seems to have fallen a little. Yang Long said, "Brother Fang, you said yes, which point is Yang forgot?" Fang Tong sneered and pointed at the young man and the knife. said: "This boy and the knife, we can't win together." Not to mention letting you be cannon fodder, it was a pure accident to meet the teenager on the wanted notice here. I have repeatedly advised you before, we are going straight to the road, there is no need to do anything to this young man, how many people can be so young that can be wanted by the Holy Spirit? Not to mention that even if we defeat the young man and bring him back to the Holy Spirit, will our request be promised by the Holy Spirit?"

Fang Tong's words were more convincing than Yang Long's words. After all, the attitude of the people at the beginning was there. This can't be faked. Therefore, the eyes of many people are also flickering, and the big man is gone, and he is standing in line in disguise.

Qing Yao spoke again: "Qing Yao thinks it's better for us to leave the Valley of the Wicked quickly, don't wade into this troubled water." Whether it is a teenager or the Holy Spirit Gate, we cannot afford to provoke existence. Fang Cai's black glow really startled her cultivation at the peak of foundation building. It's good that she didn't take the initiative to attack, otherwise I'm afraid she would be a waste. The first floor of the Great Han Jindan has become that like crazy, and his cultivation is not enough to see. She glanced at the monks who wanted to eat tofu just now with a little disgust, if it weren't for the strength of the people, she wouldn't have endured it.

"Miss Qing Yao is right, I suggest leaving quickly, and stay away from the Valley of the Wicked as soon as possible. ”

Yang Long's face changed for a while, he and the big man had the same idea, they all wanted to take advantage of the young man's sleep to secretly bring him to the Holy Spirit Gate to invite merit, and then failed to sow discord, and a group of people faintly scolded Fang Tong, "The grass on the wall of the dog day has repeatedly broken my good deeds!" Yang Long's eyes looked closely at Qing Yao's figure, unscrupulous.

He sneered and said secretly: "I will definitely make you my ban! See if you are still as innocent as you are now!" To say that he took advantage of the chaos to eat tofu just now, he really didn't eat it. In the crowded state, he was eaten "tofu" by many people, thinking about being eaten by a group of men, he felt his scalp tingle, and his back tightened.

"Go ahead, I don't want to be cannon fodder, I can clean up this little ghost by myself!" Yang Long snorted, and then a stream of spiritual power that had not yet arrived in the golden pill gushed out from the palm of his hand. Condensed into a palm.

Fang Tong looked at Yang Long and shook his head, "Stubborn, I'll leave quickly." In this way, the group watched Yang Long get along with the Red Soul Sword alone.

"Boy, slap me!"

Yang Long's face was gloomy, as long as he could defeat this young man, he would be able to join the Holy Spirit Gate in the future and rise to prominence! He believed that with his ambition, it would not be difficult to become an elder in the Holy Spirit Gate.

It's just that the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

After the Red Soul Knife trembled slightly, it suddenly came out of its sheath! Yes, this time it's unsheathed. It's not about defending or attacking with a scabbard. Rather, it is directly out of the sheath!

Yang Long's heart was stunned, and the dense evil ghosts in his sight were surging towards him like a tide! At this moment, he panicked! The Jindan cultivator who had just stepped in, his divine consciousness and spiritual power were all limited, how could he bear it?

His legs kept shaking, and he only saw that his palm was engulfed by countless demons. Immediately, all kinds of sinister laughter came from all directions.

"No, don't!"

He subconsciously took a small step back, his eyes full of fear. The spiritual power between the palms dissipated.

"Don't!"

took another small step back, and the sea of evil spirits in his pupils was getting closer and closer, and his eyes were completely overwhelmed by evil spirits.

An icy ghost claw rested on his shoulder. The long, slender and eerie fingers swept across Yang Long's cheeks.

After Yang Long's figure was stunned, he turned his head sideways tremblingly.

At that moment, hundreds of evil spirits looked at him with pitch-black eyes. On his side, the evil spirit that patted him on the shoulder had opened its evil mouth, and at the same time, there was a foul stench coming from that mouth.

"Don't !!" Yang Long was paralyzed, knelt down directly, and cried, "I was wrong, I was wrong, please let me go, treat me as a fart"

Yang Long has lived for so many years, he almost feels that he has lived to a dog, who can be provoked, who can not be provoked can't be seen clearly, at this time he wants to run for his life quickly, as long as he can save a small life, everything is possible in the future.

But will the evil spirits really let him go? The answer is no.

The evil spirit seemed to have been hungry for hundreds of years, and bit Yang Long's skin open. Countless skins were torn apart, and endless blood trickled to the ground. Now the only thing Yang Long can do is to wait for death, wait for the whole body to be bitten and wait for the blood to dry up, and then he will be free.

The evil spirit bite rose, and the middle finger of the young man behind him trembled slightly.

Zilala, Zilala's sound kept coming out, and Yang Long's whole body had been bitten and festered. Mori bones were exposed.

Yang Long's bone-like arm stretched out from the ground, and the "babbling" demon bit off Yang Long's eye beads in one bite.

"Kill me, please give me a good time. ”

The Red Soul Knife returned to its scabbard and plunged into the ground. At the same time, the boy's eyes opened suddenly. A lazy yawn

"Stains, it's so noisy"