"Trading needs chips, what do you have?, do you want to be a dog for me?" Fang Wenyu said in a cold voice.

Chen Ziling disrupted the evil plan, causing the Corpse Mountain to act in advance, causing huge losses.

Without enough chips, Fang Wenyu would not make any trade with Chen Ziling.

"Ahem... Ahem......"

Chen Ziling coughed lightly twice and took out a small bell from his arms.

"I think you'd be interested in this thing. ”

Night bells.

A glint flashed in Fang Wenyu's eyes, and he naturally knew what the function of the night bell was.

"How could this thing be in your hands?" Fang Wenyu asked.

The night bell is an extremely important treasure that cannot be lost.

"You may not know that that Gu corpse Hou Ying inexplicably rioted just now. actually punched Gu Yuan to the point of dying. And I happened to be passing by, and he gave me this thing to save my life. Chen Ziling said with a smile.

Fang Wenyu glanced at Chen Ziling in disbelief, what he said was not impossible, after all, the night bell was in his hand, and just now, he also heard some abnormal movements.

"What about Elder Gu Yuan?"

"Dead, slain by my own hands. ”

"Impossible, Elder Gu Yuan is a peak martial king, how terrifying is his combat power, what kind of thing are you, an ant that even I can easily pinch to death?" Fang Wenyu obviously didn't believe it.

"It's all said, it's dying. Can you kill Li Chong now?"

Chen Ziling smiled and spoke, and at the same time, threw Gu Yuan's body out of the Empty Yuan Ring.

Gu Yuan's corpse was displayed in front of him, and this time, Fang Wenyu had to believe it.

"Are you trying to provoke me? Let me tell you, although Gu Yuan is my superior, I don't care if he lives or dies. Fang Wenyu said.

"I know that you evil people are ruthless and unrighteous. I didn't want to provoke you. I just want to tell you, now that Hou Huan has run away, if you can hold the night bell, you can control Hou Huan again, what do you think, how much credit is this?"

After all, Fang Wenyu was born in Xuanmen, and he was anxious to make meritorious contributions, so that he could gain a firm foothold within the forces of the Evil Palace, become a valuable person, and be valued by the forces of the Evil Palace.

Chen Ziling knows this.

Take advantage of this and find a breakthrough.

"You're smart and know what I want most. But you're also ridiculous, you're dead, won't this night still belong to me?" Fang Wenyu smiled.

"What about the spell that controls the night bells?

Fang Wenyujian frowned, how did he know if Ye Zhaoling had any spells.

"You're trying to lie to me?"

"What did I lie to you, Gu Yuan handed over the night bell and spells to me in order to save his life, you can give up this opportunity, but after Hou Huan runs away, there will be no such a good time. Cough... Ahem......"

Chen Ziling opened his mouth, his breath gradually weakened, Fang Wenyu was an extremely smart person, and he was determined, it was not so easy to deceive him.

"In that case, why did you kill Gu Yuan again?"

"I am a person who has no principles and only cares about profit. Gu Yuan gave me the night bell, but Li Chong gave me the status of a deacon of the Xuanmen and countless wealth. There is only one person who can live, so after I weighed it, Gu Yuan died, and Li Chong lived. ”

"What do you want?"

Fang Wenyu asked.

"Ahem...... Just looking for a way to live. ”

Chen Ziling kicked his breath, the situation seemed very bad, he couldn't hold it up, his left hand was attached to his back, and he lay down directly.

"What about the lives of Li Chong and Zhong Zhixi?" Fang Wenyu said tentatively.

"What does it matter to me whether they live or die?"

Zhong Zhixi's eyes rolled, and she guessed Chen Ziling's thoughts, and said cooperatively: "I didn't hesitate to risk my life in order to save your life, but I didn't expect you to be so unkind." ”

"It's ridiculous, in the face of life and death, what is the use of affection? People are only valuable when they are alive, and there is nothing when they die. Chen Ziling said coldly.

"Alas...... Inconstancy. Li Chong sighed heavily.

Li Chong knew that what Chen Ziling said was false, and wherever there was any spell, it was all bluffing.

Fang Wenyu stood in place, speechless for a long time.

Chen Ziling's conditions are indeed very attractive.

"You are a smart man, you can live, and I can even help you heal your wounds and recommend you to join the evil temple. Now, tell me about the spell. Fang Wenyu said.

Fang Wenyu knew that this could be a trap, but so what?

A seriously injured Triple Martial Realm junior, even if it is a trap, will he be afraid?

What is he capable of threatening himself.

"Thank you Fang Gongzi, cough ......"

Chen Ziling opened the blood-stained placket, "The note to record the spell is in the empty yuan ring on my chest, you can get it." ”

Fang Wenyu walked to Chen Ziling's side, squatted down, and pulled his shirt away.

"Wow-"

At the moment when Fang Wenyu squatted down, Chen Ziling's left hand stretched out from behind his back, holding an extremely sharp short sword in his hand.

Zhong Zhixi's sword of doom.

"Poof!"

The Sword of Doom pierced Fang Wenyu's heart very smoothly, without any obstacles.

Blood gushed out along the sword's blood tank.

Fang Wenyu's expression was extremely distorted, and he was extremely painful.

Chen Ziling kept twisting the sword in his hand, accelerating Fang Wenyu's death.

"You ...... Mole ......"

Before the ant word popped out of his mouth, Fang Wenyu completely cut off his breath.

Originally, Chen Ziling was not sure that he would kill Fang Wenyu, but unfortunately, the Qinglong martial robe, which could protect him, was torn by himself.

He gave up his identity as a disciple of Xuanmen and tore off his robe, but he never wanted to lose his life for it.

If Fang Wenyu wore the Qinglong martial robe on his body, Chen Ziling would not have a chance.

Between Chen Ziling's forehead, cold sweat dripped down, threw down the sword, and lay flat on the ground gasping for breath.

"Go to Doom...... Go to the bad luck, today's bad luck is broken by you. Chen Ziling smiled and completely relaxed, just now, he looked very relaxed and flat, but in fact, his nerves were tense to the extreme.

An injured Triple Martial Realm, attacking and killing a Sevenfold Martial Realm, any slight omission can lead to failure.

To be honest, his success rate is not even 10%.

He pretended to be unable to move and had no strength, but in fact, he had retained the power of a sword.

If you want to change to other triple martial realms, I'm afraid you won't even have the slightest chance.

Therefore, it is normal for Fang Wenyu not to have much vigilance.

Fang Wenyu had exhausted his calculations and thought about it, but he couldn't think of anything.

The person who killed him was indeed a triple martial realm.

But he was also a powerful Purple Mansion Master.

There was once a red sky in his hand, how many wicked people were killed?

After recovering a little, Chen Ziling got up and put away his sword, and looked at Fang Wenyu's corpse, with a look on his face, neither sad nor happy.