"Sect Master!" the two elders, red and black, stepped forward.

The old man in Xuanyi is none other than the master of the Demon Sword Sect "Xuan Batian!" His figure is burly, his arms are thicker than ordinary people, and when he speaks, he is full of energy, "What is said in the sword book is true?" Xuan Batian stared at the red and black elders.

The second elder nodded, "Sect Master, the two of us have just returned from the Broken Yin Mouth. Personally probing, it is the breath of the Yin Crystal that is not fake. Along with the two of us, the crack in the space was discovered by the Dark Demon Sect's Yin Fire Monster......"

"Okay! Pass me the edict and issue the magic sword order. Pardon all the inner sect disciples who are outside, before sunset, rush back!" Xuan Batian shouted, and immediately summoned the ten elders of the inner sect, and ordered them to immediately gather the inner sect disciples.

The specific matter, Xuan Batian did not say clearly, but his order, the ten elders did not dare to disrespect, and without asking the reason, they went down to gather the disciples.

......

Stone mist water abyss, Fang Hao's eyes were like electricity, staring at the entrance of the water abyss.

As soon as the sun rose, the morning sun fell, and a figure with a large knife appeared at the entrance of the water abyss.

This person has a dark face, looks five big and three thick, and is at the peak of the sixth layer of Qi training, this person is quite famous in the Outer Sect, and Wang Meng, who ranks third, is born with infinite strength, and a high-level magic knife on his back is much heavier than an ordinary high-level magic knife, and few people in the same level are his opponents.

Wang Meng's eyes were scorching, staring at the black-clothed young man in the abyss.

Swinging the magic knife in his hand, he shouted, "You are Fang Hao?"

Fang Hao raised his eyebrows and shook his head, "You will be the first person to die under my sword today." ”

Wang Meng was furious, the knife in his hand, and then horizontal, split out a half-zhang knife wave, and the two-zhang deep torrent was immediately split, which shows that this person's knife is fierce.

"Little hairy boy. You were still peeing your crotch when Lao Tzu killed. I will kill you today for nothing else. Just to get close to Senior Sister Li, I got a high-level flying sword by the way. ”

Saying this, a few more figures appeared at the entrance of the water abyss, and these later people were not as powerful as Wang Meng, and they didn't come up, but they were just on the side, and they were discussing.

"Fang Hao is really here! Senior Brother Wang was lucky this time. He was the first to come. When he was the first to kill Fang Hao, he was rewarded by Senior Sister Li. ”

"Not necessarily. A month and a half ago, Feng Zhang died at the hands of Fang Hao, although this Wang Meng is more powerful than Feng Zhang, he is not necessarily much more powerful. I think he was so consumed by the desire for profit that he came here alone to die. ”

"Look! Wang Meng made a move. ”

Crash.

Wang Meng didn't care about the eyes around him, the black wind rolled under his feet, and the magic knife in his hand turned into an earth-shattering mang, one person and one knife, crossed the abyss of several zhang water, and came to the central area where Fang Hao was. With a bang, the fierce torrent washed down, and Wang Meng's body swayed, and then he realized how fierce the torrent in the center of the water abyss was. Look at the black-clothed young man again, but he can sit firmly on Mount Tai. This discovery shocked Wang Meng's heart.

Boom, a hundred zhang torrent under his feet, huge waves are monstrous, and they no longer put pressure on Wang Meng all the time, and the black wind under his feet shakes violently, and it will burst at any time.

"Fang Hao, take your life. The corners of Wang Meng's mouth twitched, he gritted his teeth, and did not retreat half a step because of the young man's calmness, but chose to fight quickly.

This sound of drinking was mixed with water waves, and a layer of water splashed up.

Fang Hao's face was cold, his eyelids didn't lift, as soon as he raised his hand, two flying swords flashed out, swishing. The sword light flashed, piercing the splash, and then flashed, and went straight to Wang Meng's door to poke.

Wang Meng's face changed, and he collected all the vitality in his body on the magic knife, and slashed out a knife, however, it was just a flash, and the sword disappeared into nothing.

Two flying swords, one breaking through the air, sword. Instantaneously annihilated.

Poof!

The next moment, the head flew up and landed in the torrent, setting off a blood flower.

"Wang Meng, the head has been cut off!" someone recognized that it was Wang Meng's head.

Fang Hao was still cross-legged, and he didn't mean to stand up. He grabbed it with his hand, and a suction force grabbed the storage bag on Wang Meng's waist, and then swept it with his big hand, Wang Meng's headless corpse turned into a blood mist and sprayed it in the river below.

"That's too little blood. The rivers are still clear. Fang Hao looked down at the turbulent river, shook his head, and added another point of indifference to his face.

Killing a Wang Meng is effortless for him.

Wang Meng and Fang Hao were not on the same level, one was the peak of the sixth layer of Qi training, and the other was the seventh layer of Qi training.

The seventh layer of Qi cultivation was a big watershed, and under normal circumstances, three sixth-layer monks could only be worth one seventh-layer monk.

Moreover, Fang Hao was not an ordinary seventh-layer cultivator, the Star Absorbing Dafa and the Evil Warding Sword Spectrum were all top-notch divine skills, and even the eighth-layer cultivation was beyond the reach of the true element.

Don't say it's Wang Meng! Even if ten Wang Meng come to shoot together, the ending will be the same.

The faces of the few people at the entrance of the water abyss changed greatly, especially the guy who had recognized Wang Meng to kill Fang Hao before, and took a few steps back one after another, for fear that Fang Hao would find trouble with him.

The rest of the people swallowed and foamed hard.

Although he had a premonition in his heart: Wang Meng was not Fang Hao's opponent, the result of killing in one move still shocked several people.

"Fang Hao seems to have broken through the seventh layer!" someone's eyes flickered.

Fang Hao glanced at a few people and shouted, "Don't you want a flying sword reward, I also have two here, kill me." It's all yours. ”

Pedaling, a few people took a few steps back, they were originally here to see the excitement. At this moment, Fang Hao's active provocation made them angry, but they didn't get dizzy.

"Fang thief, there will be a senior brother who will clean you up soon. Although a few people were afraid, they didn't want to verbally, and they fell behind. screamed, but retreated further. It's almost time to get out of the water abyss area.

"Ha, haha. Come more, Fang is still not addicted to killing. Fang Hao didn't chase and kill a few people, but beckoned, withdrew the two flying swords, stared down, the turbulent waves, and fell into deep thought.

It didn't take long for the second one to come.

This is a big man with a scumbag, a fierce face, looking in his thirties, with a round of blades hanging on his wrist, the cold light is shining, a black light flying sword under his feet, his body is galloping, the sword comes, the breath is deep, the qi is seven layers, and the master of the inner sect.

"Below, Liu Biao, the elder of the Inner Sect, Liu Zong, is here today, just for the first use of the borrower. The scumbag man reported his door number and laughed wildly.

The Inner Sect is different from the Outer Sect. Once you become a disciple of the Inner Sect, you have the right to worship under the Ten Elders, of course. It's just that I have the qualifications to enter. Whether to accept or not depends on the meaning of the ten elders.

This Liu Biao and Liu Zong, the sixth elder of the Inner Sect, were quite close to each other, and even if their qualifications were not very strong, they were accepted by Liu Zong as a disciple.

Liu Biao didn't even look at the few little disciples around him, and as soon as he came, he stared at the black-clothed young man in the middle of the water abyss, threatening to take the head of the thief.

Fang Hao's eyes flashed, stared at the big man, and smiled coldly: "You want to borrow my head." It's up to you to see if you have that ability. ”

Liu Biao laughed wildly again: "A sword, take your dog's head!"