Fang Yan had a plan in his heart.

It's not like I've lost the opportunity.

However, the top priority is to quickly notify Liu Youzhou and others and take precautions.

When Fang Yan returned to his room, the moonlight was bright, Dong Shi shrunk on the bed and fell asleep, with some saliva at the corner of his mouth.

So Fang Yan took an oil lamp, twisted it with one hand, used the fire exorcism technique to control its flame floating, and read the book in the dim light.

Jiang Ruozi didn't make a sound, but this night she was completely absent-minded.

As dawn approached, the boy slowly closed the book and fell silent completely.

Fang Yan sighed silently, this incident happened suddenly, and the idea of going to follow the trend and groping up the vein of the cottage was probably broken.

Bad luck, Fang Yan is not once or twice, so he doesn't have many regrets, not to mention that he has been discussing Confucianism with Mr. Mo in the past few days, and many of the truths in it have been scrutinized, and his views on his own situation do not seem to be hesitant.

As the old saying goes, what comes is safe.

Then he stepped forward to open the door, still wearing a long sword at his waist, his eyebrows were heroic, and he wandered around aimlessly a few times, but when he reached the corner, he suddenly quickened his pace, and turned around to go to the cell where the female cultivator of the outer gate of the Golden Sword Sect was imprisoned.

The female cultivator sat cross-legged, half of her consciousness as a prisoner, and after sensing Fang Yan's breath, she opened her eyes slightly, staring at the young man coldly, without saying a word.

Fang Yan simply looked for a stool, and sat calmly opposite the female cultivator across the prison door, before he spoke, "It's fun to ban the operation of true qi and cover up your own qi?"

The nun's face changed slightly, but she quickly sneered twice and turned her head away.

Fang Yan rubbed his chin, "If it weren't for the fact that I had fought with you Golden Sword Sect cultivators, and I still knew a lot about your aura flow, and I was really fooled by you, how could I deliberately lock up my Sword Mansion secrets, and I was waiting for an opportunity to assassinate me?"

Fang Yan pointed at the tip of his nose, and the woman turned her head again, unconcealing the murderous intent in her eyes.

But she didn't dare to do it after all.

The young man sighed, spread his hands and said, "If you had made a desperate move just now, it would have been possible to rely on those remnants of sword qi to gain life, but not now." ”

The nun spoke for the first time, her voice low and hoarse, "Who the hell are you?"

Fang Yan ignored her, and played with the jade slip he got from the male cultivator of the Golden Sword Sect twice, seeing that the woman's eyelids jumped, and the hidden sword qi in her body was about to be suppressed.

Fang Yan suddenly leaned forward, but he suddenly exerted his strength, and instantly pressed the woman's arm that was about to be raised with one hand, and the brewing spring thunder stopped pushing, and the thunder sound shook the woman's soul.

The female cultivator couldn't react, and couldn't help but tremble after receiving this palm, and the sword qi brewing in the rare key point in her abdomen was miserably devoured, and directly spurted out blood.

Fang Yan withdrew his hand and sat down again, his face turned white, obviously the previous injury had not recovered, but he still laughed, "You really can't do it now." ”

He coughed twice and said, "I've seen a lot of your Golden Sword Sect's hidden sword qi killing moves, and you're really not good." ”

Then he looked at the female cultivator again, a little puzzled, "I see that you are also in your forties, how can you not consolidate the cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, but spend some means on the rejuvenation and protection technique, what do you mean?" ”

The female cultivator was already angry, but after hearing this, she was even more furious and almost went mad.

Fang Yan pondered for a moment before he spoke, "Why do you want to go to Bixia Mountain?" Knowing that there are many bandits in Qingshan now, it is possible to take a detour to secretly send information, but he is still hiding in that batch of materials, no matter how he thinks about it, it is unreasonable. ”

The female cultivator didn't say anything, but a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, I was afraid that she didn't think of the male cultivator who died horizontally.

Fang Yan saw it in his eyes, he was not in a hurry, and chatted a few words, the female cultivator was tight-lipped, and she felt a little like death, so the young man didn't stay long, got up and left.

On the road, Fang Yan still maintained Zhai Tianyun's posture, and the bandits gave way one after another.

The boy stopped abruptly, squinting slightly.

The chickens and dogs were still barking, with the shouting and screaming of the copycat bandits.

Fang Yan's heart lake was rippling.

Without warning, Fang Yan suddenly pushed the scabbard on his waist.

The sword unsheathed and stabbed straight in one direction.

Originally, the man with yellow muscles squatting in that direction was stunned for a moment, where did he think that his sixth master would suddenly make a move.

The long sword stabbed in front of the man, and hit a sword that came out inexplicably halfway, and a black shadow suddenly appeared, some expected the other party to perceive so keenly, but his expression was indifferent, and he couldn't hit it well, and quickly retreated.

Fang Yan did not hesitate, stepped on the surface of his feet, his body instantly approached the other party, holding the wide-backed long sword that was stirring back in one hand, and pointed at the black shadow with the hilt of the sword.

The black shadow reacted quickly, and the short sword also flipped and stabbed, and the dark gang qi swept on it, and it was a second-realm assassin.

The young man's qi and blood have already been out of his body and traveled all over his body, so he naturally took the lead, although the long sword has no fancy sword tricks, but it is also as powerful as a bamboo, purely relying on the qi and blood condensed on it to shock the person to take two steps back, and to use his body technique, he is about to escape into the ground and travel far away.

Fang Yan stopped, raised a pinch with one free hand, and then smashed it on the ground, forcing the black shadow's body to pause with the strength of the immortal's carrying, and then kicked the man lightly, kicking him out.

At this time, there was an astonishing breath in the distance, and someone took a few breaths in an instant, it was Duan Libra, he snorted coldly, waved his big hand lightly, and suddenly released his anger, restraining the black shadow who wanted to escape again.

Duan Libra looked at Fang Yan with a complicated expression, and only said after half a sound: "It's okay." ”

Fang Yan snorted, put the sword back into its sheath, coughed twice, and glanced at the black shadow, revealing his true body at this moment, it was a strange face.

When the other leaders heard this, they were also a little stunned when they saw this scene, and Ruan Qing blurted out, "Isn't this the grandson of Tianyi Village." ”

Fang Yan was silent on the surface, but his heart was slightly shocked, he also learned the name of this person from Zhai Tianyun, he was the second master of Tianyu Village, the middle of the second realm, but he was not good at fighting with people head-on, he was good at fighting and killing, and his exercises were biased towards the evil demons.

The dry assassin is not like an ordinary qi practitioner, most of his techniques are neat, and he rarely drags mud and water, so he is more powerful than the monks of the same realm, and it is difficult to resist.

Song Lao'er's face was gloomy and he said, "Tianyu Village wants to be our enemy?"

Fang Yan's heart sank slightly, but Duan Libra had already recovered his face and waved his hand, "Hold on." ”

Then Boss Duan was a little tired, briefly explained a few words, looked at Fang Yan again, and walked away after reassuring him.

The other masters looked at Fang Yan with some eccentricity, obviously surprised that he could avoid assassination in the same realm.

Ruan Qing muttered: "Sixth brother, you are fierce, I won't dare to fight you in the next competition." ”

Fang Yan's face was expressionless, although he had tried his best to imitate Zhai Tianyun recently, after all, his heart was incompatible, and it was inevitable to show his feet more, so he was not too suspicious.

The effect of the skin of the living people is indeed worth the eighty silver-edged copper coins, the flesh and bones of the living are dead, except that they cannot simulate the habits of the exercises, there are no flaws.

The young man thought, there is hidden competition between the villages, I am afraid that it will be unpredictable, is it to find a target, or deliberately target himself?

Then why did he specifically choose himself to test the female cultivator of the Golden Sword Sect, and what was the relationship between the two?

Gongsun Liu and Jiang Ruozi said that the sneak attackers, could it be a gang?

There is also a strange attitude of Duan Libra...... Fang Yan shook his head. Boss Duan is not a pedantic person, once or twice, he will always see the flaws, but he has not yet revealed them, whether he really failed to see them, or he has other plans, in short, there must be demons when things are impermanent.

The more copycat cause and effect are involved, the more the teenager feels layers of fog.