Chapter 623: Wei Huan Returns
"Broken ...... It's broken!"
Someone swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"It turned out to be just a one-hit ......"
Everyone watched as Xiaobai entered, and the huge wolf claws grabbed it.
Bang!
Rows of barracks collapsed in response, and several people inside screamed, killing and wounding on the spot.
Call!
It took a deep breath, and another breath of frost erupted, and the icy feeling spread everywhere, freezing several people.
The old stewards of the clan, the disciples of the sect, and the daughters of the sons were all pale and trembling.
Although Xiaobai has been restored to his original state, he has turned black and transformed before, which is really fierce and impressive, and it shocked everyone in chaos.
At this time of crisis, a few soldiers stood up and stopped in front of Fang Qianyuan.
"The elite of the sect, the talent of the family...... It's not as good as these soldiers?"
Thinking of the male and female soldiers who had blocked him before, the leopard woman who set fire to the warehouse, and the elite soldiers who had met on the battlefield before, took the lead and were not afraid of death, Fang Qianyuan also sighed secretly in his heart.
He suddenly had a bit of inexplicable feelings, and asked in a deep voice: "You can't stop me, why bother to die in vain?"
"Don't listen to him, Elder Wei is coming back soon, hold on!"
"Don't take a step back, or my father, Elder Lin, won't let you go!"
"As long as you can resist Fang Qianyuan for a moment, you will all have a great credit!"
Before the soldiers could reply, several richly dressed stewards and elders and children of the family hurriedly spoke.
They were afraid that those soldiers would be frightened away by Fang Qianyuan, and even be "bewitched".
Even some people who seem to have a better bearing and can be considered talented people also keep their faces calm and don't speak.
They did not stand up rashly, but chose to protect themselves.
These people know very well in their hearts that although they are talented and famous, they are the pride of heaven and the pride of heaven in the eyes of others, but in front of Fang Qianyuan, they are still not worth mentioning.
The soldiers did not seem to be moved, whether they were coerced or enticed, they did not change the slightest.
"We are following the orders of the superiors, not fighting for them!"
Among the soldiers, a middle-aged man who was cultivating up and down the second step and looked like a leader replied in a deep voice.
His upper body looked like a normal person, but his face was pale, as if he had not recovered from a serious illness.
Behind him, a long bone spur swings out like the long tail of a scorpion, and the end is a gray-white bone hook, which involuntarily sways gently as he speaks, showing that his heart is not at peace.
"You ......" When an old man in a gorgeous dress heard his words, his face was furious, and he wanted to attack.
"Forget it, the big picture is important now. The others hurriedly grabbed him and said in a low voice.
"Stubborn!" Fang Qianyuan sneered.
Whatever discord there was between these people, it had nothing to do with him, and he didn't bother to take advantage of these flaws.
For him, all he had to do was crush them and destroy them all.
Although Fang Qianyuan deeply appreciated the courage and will of these soldiers who were not afraid of death, he would not be relentless either.
Even the two previous masters of the seventh rank of the earth level died in his hands, these people only had a few or two ground level combat power, what could they do?
Fang Qianyuan could even confirm that there were no more high-level cultivation masters in the camp except for this ground-level soldier, and the so-called ground-level combat power was only a group of three or five, forming a number of formations.
With a wave of his palm, a black wind blade appeared and slashed down in the air.
Several soldiers reacted extremely quickly, jumped up with all their might, and even resisted with their bodies.
But Fang Qianyuan's wind blade was not something they could easily block, and it was cut off in an instant, and blood splashed!
The leader of the soldiers took the opportunity to fly, flicked his long tail, and attacked from the side.
Xiaobai gritted his teeth and slapped it away with one palm.
The huge wolf claw even slapped on the light curtain formed by the formation of everyone, and with the earth-shattering loud noise, this battle array also broke in response to the sound, announcing complete failure.
The leader of the soldiers avoided it, and was carried up by the strong wind, and flew out like a kite with a broken string.
"Wind Blade Frost Sword!"
Call!
The biting cold wind swept through the audience with the black mist, and a small half of the crowd was covered in a burst of people on their backs.
Most of the sons of the family, daughters, descendants and young talents, or high-powered, well-educated stewards, and clan elders have magic weapons and secret treasures to protect themselves, or summon all kinds of strange spiritual objects and use different secret methods to resist.
But even so, there were still some people who could not resist the attack and were killed on the spot.
The ordinary retinue, the disciples of the inner courtyard and the like, were almost wiped out at once.
The rest were either extremely lucky and not completely covered by the frost, or their own cultivation was as high as ten turns or more, and their vitality was strong, so they were able to temporarily save their lives.
Seeing this, Fang Qianyuan showed no mercy, condensed the spirit yuan again, and urged Xiaobai to make up for it with frost breath.
Suddenly, Fang Qianyuan felt a chill in his heart, as if he was being pointed at something sharp and sharp.
When he looked back, he saw the arrows coming, and the qi ran through Changhong, unstoppable.
He reacted extremely quickly, immediately stopped the frost breath, and cast the Wind Transformation Technique to avoid it.
The arrow pierced through him, and a moment later, Fang Qianyuan and Xiao Bai appeared more than ten zhang away.
"It's finally here!"
Fang Qianyuan looked at the landing point of the arrow before, and saw that it was a strange magic weapon cut from thunder bamboo and densely covered with mysterious dao patterns, and now it was inserted into the ground, and the thunder flashed.
Looking in the direction pointed by the tail of the arrow, it was Wei Huan and several guards who were each riding a blue bird, suspended in the sky several miles away.
Since the Chongming Bird had already exploded and died because of devouring the Black Moon, he was completely wiped out, and he was only left with a bone earth dragon at the moment, which was being summoned and lay on the ground, staring at him.
"Young Master Fang, you are too reckless, killing these people will not do you any good!" Wei Huan glanced at the messy ground, his face was cold, and he said slowly.
He originally thought that the big camp would be able to hold on for a while, wait for him to come, and calmly retreat from the enemy, but he didn't expect that this would delay for a while, and almost let Fang Qianyuan completely break through.
"Why is there no benefit? If these family elders, family members, and sect talents are all killed, even if the army is still there, you have to stop and recuperate, this is where your constraints lie!" Fang Qianyuan sneered, but replied seriously, "But I am not, I have no worries, and the sect can't control me, no matter what elders, talents, they are left to their own devices, so they can exert their true strength!"
When Wei Huan heard this, a strange glint flashed in his eyes, and he was shocked by Fang Qianyuan's choice.
He didn't expect that Fang Qianyuan would actually see a weakness in his coalition army, which was not a weakness, and he didn't hesitate to take advantage of it!
Fang Qianyuan was right, now he was indeed worried that the camp would be broken and the nobles would be killed, so he hurried back.
In terms of momentum, this has completely fallen into disadvantage!