Rain, heavy rain poured down, and the entire Falling Flower City seemed to be shrouded in a hazy mist.

At this time, the courtyard of the Fang family did not have the laughter of the past, and there was a faint cry.

In front of the mourning hall, Fang Lost's body lay quietly in the bronze coffin, his eyes closed, as one of the famous families in Luohua City, the former head of the Fang family, who had supreme strength, was very peaceful when he left.

On the side, the old people in the family are sighing slightly, and the younger generation is crying in a low voice, and everyone is lamenting the death of a generation of capable people.

Fang Yan knelt there, looking at Fang Yan's body, his expression was indifferent and faint, and some people around him began to whisper and underestimate him.

"This young master Fang is too ruthless, how can the old master adopt him for so many years, why doesn't he shed a single tear!"

"Really, how can there be such a merciless person in this world. ”

"Maybe the old master, he was killed by this Fang Yan!"

......

In the face of everyone's words, Fang Yan's face was expressionless, his eyes kept staring at Fang Yan's body, and Fang Hong's hypocritical crying came from his ears, which did not arouse his concern in the slightest. Fang Yan silently recited in his heart:

"Grandfather, this family will ...... in the future I can only rely on myself. ”

"I won't let you see my tears, I will wrap myself with indifference in the future, only those close to me can see the side of my smile!"

......

"Fang Yan, if you look at these books that don't learn and don't know how to learn, just get out of the Fang family for me!" Fang Hong's eyes showed disdain, and he casually threw the Taoist books in his hand on the ground and slammed the door.

Fang Yan watched Fang Hong leave coldly, bending down to pick up the books on the ground, exhaling, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It's good that it didn't get dirty." ”

Beside him, Xiao Cui said to Fang Yan uneasily: "Young Master, your old grandfather has a straight face, what if he really kicks you out of the Fang family?"

Fang Yan laughed and said: "No, he doesn't have the guts, at most he will drive me elsewhere, but he will definitely not let me leave the Fang family, after all, my grandfather has a last word in front of him, and these families value reputation more than anything else!"

Then, he smiled at Xiaocui, "Moreover, my real smile is only shown to those close to me, no matter how arrogant he is, I will face him with indifference." As he spoke, Fang Yan looked at the sky,

"Grandfather, look at it, no matter what outsiders do to me, I will face it with indifference, my indifference, even the sky can chill!"

You are crazy, you are crazy, I am indifferent!

......

Fang Yan's eyes flashed with coldness, and his arm slammed into force, flying Liu Feiteng out.

Liu Feiteng's body slid out of the ground for a few meters before he barely stopped, he covered his face, blood left from the corners of his mouth, looked at Fang Yan in disbelief, and screamed

"You...... You dare to hit me!!" At this moment, he completely lost the feeling of being on top of the previous one, screaming in horror, looking at Fang Yan's eyes as if he was looking at a monster.

Liu Feiteng is only twenty years old after all. Liu Wu is old and has a son, since he was a child, Liu Feiteng grew up in Liu Wu's pampering, that kind of superiority that was born above 10,000 people, coupled with the fact that so many disciples are willing to please him, makes him always feel that he is superior, so he will only go to trouble the other party when Fang Yan ignores himself. At this time, Fang Yan's slap seemed to have hit him directly from the sky to the world, and this feeling made him almost crazy.

"Fang Yan!!! I'll kill you!!" At this moment, his eyes were red, he didn't have the calm demeanor he had before, he waved his hands, held a sword in his hand, and stabbed towards Fang Yan.

Fang Yan's expression was cold, the other party had lost his mind, and he must not be careless. With a flash of fire in his right hand, he temporarily sealed the wound pierced by the rattan, turned around and rushed directly towards Liu Feiteng.

Liu Feiteng's face was hideous at this time, and when he saw Fang Yan flying over, he roared, and the long sword in his hand suddenly turned into several phantoms and connected to Fang Yan.

Fang Yan's brows furrowed slightly, and the flames on his body were surrounded, isolating the sword body, but in a flash of sword qi, multiple holes appeared in his clothes, revealing the skin that was already red because of the burning qi and blood inside. He raised his hand and gripped the sword hard.

Liu Feiteng struggled desperately, but as soon as he refined the air flow, he was far inferior to Fang Yan in terms of strength, and his body was immediately restrained. Seeing the momentum, Fang Yan raised his fist, and slammed into Liu Feiteng with a flash of fire.

Liu Feiteng coughed up blood, his eyes showed shock, obviously he couldn't imagine that Fang Yanxiuwei's strength was so strong after reaching the fifth layer of blood gathering through a short period of ascension, and the crushing game that he originally thought of was actually firmly grasped by the other party.

Yes, from the beginning of the counteroffensive, Fang Yan firmly grasped the initiative. A year of fighting in the back mountains made him have the absolute initiative in combat experience, at this moment Fang Yan's eyes flashed, he took advantage of the victory to pursue, and several punches fell, each blow hit Liu Feiteng's face.

Liu Feiteng's body trembled violently, and Fang Yan, as a force cultivator, although he did not have a mantra of strength, every blow was extremely heavy. It was as if he had lost sensation in his face.

Liu Feiteng was scared, completely scared. Fang Yan was no longer a cultivator in his eyes, but a fierce demon beast, how could he provoke such a evil star! Liu Feiteng's eyes showed fear.

At this moment, he couldn't care so much, there was only one word in his heart, escape! It was also ironic, Fang Yan's thoughts before were perfectly reproduced on Liu Feiteng's body at this moment.

He turned around and wanted to start his body to escape, he had already seen that Fang Yan was dragging a copper pillar behind him, and he would definitely not be able to catch up with him, as long as he escaped, his father would definitely avenge himself!

Fang Yan saw that Liu Feiteng wanted to leave, so naturally he would not let it go easily, at this moment, the hand he was holding on to the long sword twisted suddenly, his body reversed, and a palm was attached to Liu Feiteng's arm, and the blood mist on his body drilled into Liu Feiteng's body along the palm of his hand.

This was the ability that Fang Yan had figured out when he had killed that Fog Dao cultivator before. For strength cultivators, the body is the strongest magic weapon, and this blood mist spreads out from his body, and naturally he can also be controlled by himself.

Fang Yan didn't know that this time he burned his qi and blood, and he had inadvertently achieved an extremely strong killing move in the future.

Liu Feiteng was shocked, at this moment he was desperately trying to break free, but Fang Yan's hand was like a plice, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't struggle, in despair, he gritted his teeth violently, and pointed his finger at the sword body, "Burst!" He almost roared, the sword shook, the sword body exploded, and the violent impact force rushed Fang Yan and the others away.

The corners of Liu Feiteng's mouth twitched, this sword is a genuine magic weapon, at this moment he can only give up in order to escape for his life, his eyes showed ruthlessness, he turned around sharply, and escaped without looking back.

In the dust, Fang Yan was half-kneeling there, and the tiger's mouth in his right hand had opened a big hole due to the self-explosion of the sword body, and blood kept gushing out. The power of the magic weapon's self-explosion was not small, and he felt as if his internal organs had moved, causing further trauma to his already scarred body. If it weren't for his cultivation, I'm afraid these few blows would have killed him a long time ago.

Fang Yan wanted to chase after him, but as soon as he got up, a violent feeling of exhaustion came to his heart, making him almost unconscious. The time limit for the burning of qi and blood passed, and he felt as if he had been hollowed out, and his throat was burning with pain. He struggled to raise his arms and pinched the knot in front of his chest, his eyes flashing red, and then completely dimmed.

Not far away, a violent roar came, and Liu Feiteng, who was fleeing, was shocked, and the red light on his right arm spread, and then exploded violently, and his body was suddenly blurred with flesh and blood.

"Fang Yan!!" he roared, his eyes showing unforgettable hatred, but he didn't dare to stay longer, dragging his seriously injured body into the distance......