Chapter Seventy-Five: Escape

Fang Yuan walked up to the two of them, looking at the two people in front of him who were bleeding from the Buddha's roar, their hair stood on end, and even their clothes were a little torn. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Pointing to Brother Dao, he said, "I'm not surprised that you came today, it should be for the sake of Wu Lao Er's affairs to find a place back." ”

After Fang Yuan finished speaking, he looked at Brother Shui suspiciously, he didn't know this person, and looking at the situation just now, this person didn't look like Brother Dao's follower, the two should be equal.

"Who are you?" Fang Yuan asked calmly, looking at Brother Shui humming on the ground with interest.

Hearing Fang Yuan's inquiry, Brother Shui hurriedly got up from the ground, crying with tears in his eyes, tears washed the blood on his face, the whole person looked very terrifying, Brother Shui hugged Fang Yuan's legs, begging to let him live after speaking.

At the moment when Brother Shui got up, Brother Shui winked at Brother Dao, and Brother Dao understood.

Fang Yuan saw that his leg was being held by this person, and he pulled his leg away impatiently, signaling him to speak quickly.

Then Brother Shui began to speak with a handful of snot and tears, and his voice was miserable.

Brother Dao in the back secretly admired, he didn't expect this kid to have a talent for acting, he secretly took out a jade from his arms, crushed it vigorously, and the jade disappeared in an instant, turning into an invisible white light and flying towards the city center.

The sound transmission jade that he had just tried his best to protect with his internal strength, hoping to save the lives of the two of them.

The jade that the deacon brought back from the Cultivator Alliance was of good quality, had a strong defensive formation, and he also had the heart to protect it, and the sound of the Buddha just now was not shattered.

This is not easy to get from the deacon-waiting's hand, and he specially reported the danger to the deacon-waiting.

After doing this, Brother Dao was a lot more relaxed, he was very relieved of the strength of Deacon Hou, it was a great power that could fly to the sky, so that this kid would die without a place to be buried.

I also secretly regretted that I didn't call the deacon-in-waiting, otherwise it would not be like this.

Brother Shui told Fang Yuan about the matter, and Fang Yuan learned that Li Ming, the fourth elder in the dormitory, used to be a director of this loan shark organization, and when he wanted to quit, he was executed by Deacon Waiting, which covered up the illusion of a fight.

The college friendship with the old four or four years was aroused again at this time, and the deacon must die, Fang Yuan secretly made up his mind.

"Then what is the strength of Deacon Hou?" Fang Yuan asked.

Duo Bao Zhai.

At this time, Manager Xu of Duobao Zhai was pouring tea to Deacon Hou with a flattering face, and said: "Deacon Hou, this is the tea I got after a lot of hard work, in the words of your cultivators, they all grow from spiritual roots, and it is said that it can increase longevity, you can taste it." ”

Deacon Hou is a middle-aged man, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a face like a crown of jade, and a trace of the unearthly temperament of a fairy, and the whole person feels spotless.

Deacon Hou picked up the tea that Manager Xu had just poured, sniffed it, and then took a sip and praised: "Yes, the fragrance is fragrant, the aroma is pleasant, the entrance is mellow, and the teeth and cheeks are fragrant, not bad." ”

But after the deacon Hou praised him, he stopped drinking.

Manager Xu was very happy to see Deacon Hou praise this, and said: "Deacon Hou, I originally wanted to give you a floating temple today, but the result was my negligence, and the floating temple was bought, but you can see that this Bodhisattva carving is also very good." ”

After Mr. Xu finished speaking, he took out a jade carved Bodhisattva from a beautifully packaged wooden box, the Bodhisattva was emerald green, one foot high, and the carving was exquisite, which should be carved from the best jadeite.

Deacon Hou glanced at it lightly, and then said: "You are of great use to us and other cultivators, your Bodhisattva is at most a tool for storing spiritual energy after I engrave the formation, and this mortal carving knife has destroyed the perfection of this jade, so that the spiritual energy has been greatly reduced." ”

Although he said that the Bodhisattva was not good, Deacon Hou still put away the Bodhisattva.

Manager Xu smiled when he saw Deacon Hou's movements.

At this moment, a white light flew from outside Duobao Zhai, and the wall could not block the white light in the slightest, and the white light instantly penetrated the wall and disappeared into the deacon's mind.

Deacon Hou knew that this light was the light of the sound-transmitting jade that only he could see, and it seemed that someone was in trouble.

Thinking of this deacon, he looked impatient, he was talented and intelligent since he was a child, and he realized the Tao early and successfully entered the qi induction period, but the master, as a mountain and wild Taoist, failed to cross the fire of the god transformation period and entered the refining period ten years ago, and the burned body disappeared, leaving him alone, seeing that there was no way to cultivate immortals, he entered the cultivator alliance and sought refuge.

However, there are many people like himself in the late stage of Qi Cultivation Alliance, and they were also sent down to be the deacon of Nanzhong City, but fortunately, there are many industries in the Nanzhong City Cultivator Alliance, and they have gained a lot of benefits.

It's just that this mortal trivia is too much.

Deacon Hou received Manager Xu's Bodhisattva, stepped on the flying sword and turned into a long rainbow, flying out of Duobaozhai, because of the high flying, it did not attract the attention of the people below, and rushed to the northern suburbs power plant.

Manager Xu looked at the deacon waiting in the distance with a dull expression, didn't he just want to cultivate immortals by working so hard!

Who doesn't want to live forever, but Deacon Hou said that he has too much dust, has no relationship with the Tao, and his qualifications are too poor, I don't want to accept it!

Now he didn't even say hello, and the sword flew away, which made Manager Xu angry, and after waiting for the deacon to leave, Manager Xu dropped several jade porcelain tea bowls in a row.

Beijiao Power Plant.

Fang Yuan looked at the person in front of him called Brother Shui, and said that Deacon Hou was flying away from the sky and omnipotent, and he was even about to reach the realm of breaking the sun and soaring, like a storyteller.

And as this water brother kept talking, the fear in his eyes for Fang Yuan gradually disappeared, which was seen by Fang Yuan, who was extremely keen.

looked at the knife brother lying on the ground again, just now I thought that the knife brother was too seriously injured, but now I see, he is lying there resting.

Fang Yuan faintly felt bad, could it be that these two people had some special method to inform the person called Deacon Waiting, listening to the description of Brother Shui now, he should not be Deacon Waiting's opponent now.

I made up my mind to pay attention, and I had to deal with the two of them quickly, and quickly avoid the deacon.

Fang Yuan grabbed the golden Qingfeng Sword in his hand and began to slash at Brother Shui, who was still talking.

"Thief boy, look for death!"

Thousands of meters away, there was a loud shout, thinking that Deacon Hou had arrived, on top of the flying sword, the left and right hands opened the bow together, and flicked a few pieces of jade towards the place where Brother Shui and Brother Dao were, and the jade formed a sky-blue protective wall similar to a dome beside the two.

After the swinging Qingfeng Sword slashed at the protective wall, it was bounced back, and Fang Yuan looked up and saw the person who was flying with the Imperial Sword.

Brother Shui was overjoyed when he saw Deacon Hou, and he didn't waste the play he had been acting for so long, and shouted: "Deacon Hou save me!"

After Brother Dao watched Fang Yuan's flying sword pop out of the protective wall, he sneered and said to Fang Yuan: "Hmph, stinky boy, look at how you died today." ”

This tone is not at all like the sluggish look just now.

Fang Yuan looked at the person who flew towards him, it was obviously Deacon Hou, he could fly with a sword in the later stage of qi induction, and he was also a person with gorgeous qualifications.

Looking at the two people who were rampant in the protective wall, Fang Yuan's murderous intent was even heavier, these two people had to die today.

In the palm of his right hand, the Buddha's light shone, the sound of the Buddha's voice, the killing floating slaughter instantly rose from the palm, it was a foot long, and suddenly turned into a zhang square, leaving Fang Yuan's palm, and instantly smashed into the protective wall condensed by the deacon.

Seeing the mountain-like floating slaughter smashing towards him, Brother Shui and Brother Dao closed their eyes tightly, not daring to look directly, Brother Shui trembled with fright, but Brother Dao was quite calm, his eyes opened a little gap, and he looked at the blue dome protective wall.

Bang!

The moment Futu smashed into the protective wall, the dome-shaped protective wall was a little dented, and Brother Dao was in a cold sweat when he saw this situation.

But after the depression, the protective wall propped up the floating tu again, but the sky blue became a little lighter, obviously consuming some spiritual energy.

Brother Dao was overjoyed when he saw this, and opened his mouth to mock Fang Yuan: "Dead boy, what do you do, you still want to kill me, look for death!"

The deacon-waiting who came from Edgeworth also sneered: "Just a kid in the middle of qi induction, he wants to break through my protective wall and dream." ”

Fang Yuan had already made up his mind in his heart to kill the two people, and it was these two people who attracted this deacon-waiting.

Increase the true element to urge the floating slaughter, the Buddha's light is more prosperous, the terrifying aura forms a circular wave, the floating slaughter gradually shakes, the force of the downward pressure is getting bigger and bigger, and the shaking makes the bell on the floating slaughter ring.

The color of the protective wall was darker, and the depression was deeper, and there was no sign of rebound, and small cracks began to appear like broken glass.

When Brother Shui and Brother Dao saw this, they shouted, "Wait for the deacon to save your life!"

Deacon Hou sped up his urging of the flying sword, which was less than a kilometer away.

Looking at the deacon waiting who was about to arrive in an instant, Fang Yuan lifted the true yuan in his body to his vocal cords.

Hatya!

The sound of the Buddha roared again, and the sound formed by the energy spread out.

The two people in the protective wall, because of the protection of the protective wall, only heard a loud noise, which shook their ears and dizzy, but the energy of the Buddha sound was blocked by the protective wall.

At the moment when the Buddha sound came into contact with the protective wall, the blue color of the protective wall disappeared almost at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the glass-shaped cracks became larger and larger, more and more obvious.

Syllable!

The protective wall finally couldn't resist it, and the shattering disappeared.

Futu was unhindered, accompanied by the helpless and frightened wails of the two of them, and the dead eyes of the two of them, just smashed down in an instant, smashing the two of them into pulp.

Deacon Hou was also disturbed by this Buddha's roar, his chest rolled, Zhenyuan retrograde, was shocked off the flying sword, and fell from the air in embarrassment, but fortunately stabilized his body in time, stepped a few steps in the air, and fell to the ground.

Touching the slightly oozing blood at the corner of his mouth, Deacon Hou was furious: "Stinky boy, you actually killed someone in front of me, you are looking for death." ”

looked at Brother Dao and Brother Shui, who were smashed into pulp, and thought in his heart, this has lost the two principals, and I am afraid that I will inevitably be punished from above.

Moreover, this stinky boy, I don't know what to do, he actually roared out such a powerful Buddha sound, and under the roar, he actually injured his defenseless self, it must be the method brought by the floating slaughter, looking at Fang Yuan's eyes, there was already a sense of murder, and there was a trace of greed.

Looking at Deacon Hou's eyes, Fang Yuan was not afraid, but muttered in his heart, this Deacon Hou suffered a Buddha sound from himself without defense, but it turned out to be only a slight injury, he was definitely not this person's opponent, and now that he had killed Brother Shui and Brother Dao, he had to flee quickly.

With a decision in his heart, with a thought, he took the mustard bracelet back to Futu, and instantly took out two more magic talismans, slapped them on his legs, and after rolling up a puff of dust, Fang Yuan quickly fled.

Deacon Hou sneered again and again, and said in his mouth: "A stinky boy in the middle of the breath induction, and he still wants to run." ”

After finishing speaking, he instantly stepped on the flying sword and turned into a long rainbow and chased towards Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan, who slapped the Shenxing Talisman, his legs were urged by his full strength, and his speed was very fast, and he instantly flew thousands of meters away, his legs were like spinning windmills, whirring, and his feet picked up the dust in the sky.

And in the dust of the sky, a handsome man stepped on a flying sword and chased after him, it was Deacon Hou.

Fang Yuan ran first, and Deacon Hou chased after him, Fang Yuan naturally took the lead, and Deacon Hou chased after him in the dust.

Clothes, eyebrows, and hair are covered with dust, and it also affects breathing, Deacon Hou is helpless, so he has to protect Zhenyuan and turn into a barrier, although the speed is a little slower, but it is better to be clean, and the most unbearable thing for Deacon Hou is that his spotless clothes are stained by dust.

Even if the speed was slow, it was still a sword flight after all, and the speed was much faster than Fang Yuan's, and seeing that Fang Yuan had already appeared a thousand meters away.

Looking at the deacon waiting who was gradually chasing after him, Fang Yuan was shocked, these two legs couldn't even catch up with this legless one, and there was no heavenly reason.

Deacon Hou looked at Fang Yuan, who was less than a kilometer away, and took out a purple thing from the mustard bracelet, and looked closely at it was a bell, the size of a palm, with a handle to hold, and the handle should be made of red sandalwood.

Deacon Hou shook the bell, and the bell made a sharp and crisp sound, and ran towards Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan, who was running wildly at this time, heard this bell and his brain was buzzing, obviously being disturbed, and his speed also slowed down.

Deacon Hou sneered, my bell danced, and the sharp sound it made was specially disturbing people's minds, look at how you kid still run.

Fang Yuan was affected by the sound of the bell, this sound lingered in his head, affecting his mind, causing his speed to slow down, it was not a way to go on like this.

Fang Yuan stopped instantly, turned to look at Deacon Hou, who stepped on the flying sword and instantly came to Fang Yuan's hundred meters away.

"Good boy, dare to stop and see how you die today. The deacon scolded him.

Fang Yuan said disdainfully: "If you didn't use that bell, I would have stopped, cut." ”

"Hmph!" Deacon Hou didn't say much, dropped the flying sword, and with a combination of fingers, he stabbed towards Fang Yuan with the control of the flying sword.

Looking at the flying sword stabbing at him, Fang Yuan lifted Zhen Yuan to his vocal cords.

Hatya!

Another Buddha voice roared out, and it was even more powerful than before.

When Deacon Hou saw Fang Yuan open his mouth, he knew that he was going to make that Buddha sound again, he was injured by the Buddha sound in a hurry just now, and now he couldn't make the same mistake, so he hurriedly withdrew the flying sword, and took out a few palm-sized pieces of jade from the mustard bracelet, and he didn't dislike wasting, but he didn't want to be injured.

The fingers pinched again and again, forming an extremely thick barrier in front of him.

The huge energy of the Buddha Yin poured out and rolled up the sand and dust in the sky, mixed with dead branches and leaves, as if turning into an earth dragon, and slammed into the barrier of the deacon, the energy exploded, a terrifying aura, and then disappeared.

The earth dragon and the barrier disappeared, and as the sand and dust dispersed, Deacon Hou looked at it, where was there still a trace of Fang Yuan.