But he said that Fang Xing and Jin Wu fell on top of the jade case, thinking that they were out of danger, but when they looked up, they saw the fat Dao man, and they immediately gave a surprise sweep, and the fat Dao man collapsed all of a sudden, although he was also thinking in his heart, would Fang Xing, this little bastard, appear again, help himself as before, and solve the predicament, but where did he think that he would fall from above?

"You...... You ......"

Before the fat Daoist could ask a word, Fang Xing's face suddenly changed again, and he jumped up with a "whoosh".

He had already faintly felt that in the purple mist above, the aura of danger had skyrocketed, and it seemed that the ghost slave had chased him down.

"Ouch, friend help......"

As soon as he looked up, he saw the Hundred Beast Sect Sect Master Ying Lion's Roar who was also standing there with a confused face, Fang Xing shouted, and rushed over to Ying Shi's roar with the golden crow, Ying Shi's cultivation was naturally higher than him, but his awe of Qingqiu Tomb was too deep, and when he saw Fang Xing falling from it, he was surprised, but he was also deeply jealous, and he didn't dare to make a move at him.

Seeing him rushing over, he just leaned to the side and looked at him vigilantly.

And Fang Xing didn't mean to make a move with him, he rushed past him and hid behind him.

Ying Shiyan was puzzled, and was about to ask, when he suddenly felt several extremely dangerous breaths.

"Buzz ......"

Without time to think about it, Ying Lion's Roar suddenly turned around, pushed out with both hands, and above his head, a phantom of a male lion with nine heads appeared, turning into a barrier-like place, blocking in front of him, roaring into the air.

At this moment, in the purple mist, a woman in white suddenly stood out. The breath locked directly onto Fang Xing behind Ying Shi's roar. Suddenly, it pounced. Grabbed straight towards Fang Xing, but it was a dead thing, and it didn't know how to be flexible, even if Fang Xing was blocked by Ying Shi's roar in front of him, it rushed straight over, this look looked like it was directly grabbed by Ying Shi's roar......

Ying Shiroar felt the terrifying aura on her body and roared in fright. Desperately resisting.

"Buzz ......"

The woman in white reached out and grabbed Ying Shiyan's chest, but at this moment, the skin on her body suddenly began to crack, turning into flying ash and floating in the air...... In fact, after she rushed out of the range shrouded in the purple mist, this change had already begun to appear, and without the protection of the purple mist, her body began to decay, little by little, turning into flying ashes......

Seeing that this grasp was about to catch the lion roar. Her body also thuded, and all of it turned into ashes.

That purple mist. For a cultivator, it is a poisonous miasma, which is extremely difficult to resist, but for her, it is equivalent to something that is protected.

Breaking out of the poisonous fog, she appeared in the air, and her body couldn't stop crumbling.

And at this time, she had even broken through the barrier in front of Ying Shi's roar, and she was only a finger away from touching him.

The lion roared to build the foundation, but at this moment, the frightened soul was trembling, and a cold sweat broke out.

Elder Moye, who was not far from him, was taken aback and rushed up to check on his injuries.

"Whoosh Whoosh ......"

Except for the ghost slave who rushed out at the beginning, the other ghost slaves seemed to sense that something was wrong, even if they had no spirit, they also felt an instinctive fear and retreated back into the purple mist.

For a while, the purple mist was surging, and the white dress loomed.

Everyone panicked, but the perpetrator Fang Xing was not flustered, as soon as he saw the ghost slave retreating into the purple mist, he knew that this catastrophe had been avoided, and as soon as his eyes rolled, he wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape, but he didn't expect that although there was a group of chaos around him, not everyone didn't pay attention to him, in fact, from the moment he appeared, there was a person whose attention was immediately focused on him.

"It turned out to be ...... You, Brother Zhaoyang, catch him quickly......"

Ying Qiaoqiao was the first to shout, pointing to Fang Xing, who was walking towards the valley mouth.

"Whoa......

Others didn't know Fang Xing's identity, and they were still a little stunned at this time, and many people were in awe when they saw Fang Xing falling from the purple mist, but they avoided him far away, but Chu Zhaoyang had seen Fang Xing, and at this time, he was reminded by Ying Qiaoqiao's shout, and immediately recognized Fang Xing as the little devil he had seen in the Chaotic Mountain, snorted coldly, and grabbed him.

At this moment, there was a sneer next to him, and another figure stabbed out of the stab, it was Qi Heng.

Qi Heng hadn't seen Fang Xing, and he didn't know who Fang Xing was, but when he saw Fang Xing falling from the purple mist, he was a little shocked in his heart, and when he saw Ying Qiaoqiao opening his mouth and drinking urgently, he asked Chu Zhaoyang to catch him, and he thought that there was an important secret on this little ghost, and Ying Qiaoqiao wanted to be like Fang Cai, deliberately helping Chu Zhaoyang, so he hurriedly grabbed it out and wanted to take down Fang Xing first.

Fang Xing was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect the two Zhuji in the field to react for a while to catch him, but two young disciples rushed over, he had seen Chu Zhaoyang, during this time in the Siren City, he had also inquired about Qi Heng's appearance, and recognized them at a glance, these two people were the two people he originally planned to kill, so he was overjoyed in his heart, snorted coldly, and turned over and beheaded.

When he turned over and slashed out, there was nothing in his hand, but in the process of slashing out, the Qinglong Blue Flame Knife had already appeared in his hand, and in an instant, the evil qi and golden fire clouds were dazzling, and the hurricane aura enveloped the audience, and he slashed out towards Chu Zhaoyang with a fierce knife.

"Why is this little ghost so powerful?"

Chu Zhaoyang was taken aback, roared, and pushed his palms sharply to resist this move.

"Boom ......"

The air seemed to explode, and the air between the fields tore apart, as if it exploded.

At this moment, Chu Zhaoyang actually let out a muffled roar, and his feet couldn't stop retreating backwards, and his blood and qi surged.

In his heart, he was already extremely shocked, he never expected that when he was in the Chaotic Barren Mountain, Fang Xing was still a little ghost in the middle of agility, and he wanted to take him down, and he felt that it was as easy as a snap, but he didn't expect that now in less than half a year, his cultivation had skyrocketed, and it seemed that he had faintly reached the peak of the eightfold of agility, and the power of this knife was so violent that he couldn't connect it hard.

Qi Heng was a little slower than Chu Zhaoyang, and when he saw this scene, he was immediately shocked in his heart, and he walked away in an instant.

"Die!"

Fang Xing sneered, and unfurled a pair of golden wings with a "whoosh" behind him. More than a dozen sword lights roared out. Qi Heng had just risen to the idea of retreating. This sword light had already rushed in front of him, and he was only frightened, so he hurriedly carried the cultivation of his whole body and supported the barrier technique defense, but under the strong attack of 108,000 swords, the barrier could not resist at all, and it shattered.

"Woo Woo ......"

At least seven or eight sword rays swooped into his body in an instant, and then flew out of his back. That's gone.

Qi Heng stared blankly at the scar on his chest, as if he didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, his form would turn sharply.

I desperately want to grab it...... It turned out to be death!

At this time, Fang Xing didn't care about him at all, with the golden wings behind him, the whole person had already flown in mid-air, the speed was almost to the limit, and in the blink of an eye, he had already rushed in front of Chu Zhaoyang, and the sword light in the sky was overwhelmingly falling towards him. Chu Zhaoyang roared, and while retreating, he sacrificed all kinds of flying swords, talismans, and barriers to resist.

However, the power of the powerful attack in the Xuan Jue. All defenses were in vain, the response shattered, and the sword light was like a bamboo.

"Whoosh......"

Fang Xing was even more unexpected, after the sword light broke through all of Chu Zhaoyang's defenses, he leaned down and fell from above, swinging his knife and slashing, Chu Zhaoyang tried his best to resist Fang Xing's sword light, and before he even reacted, he only felt a chill on his neck, and he felt that the sky was spinning, and he seemed to fly, and he didn't know how many times he turned in the air, and he was finally caught by a pair of hands.

The last thing he saw was the frightened and almost dull gaze of the little junior sister Ying Qiaoqiao.

"Zhaoyang...... Odd Balance ......"

All the one qiē only happens between two breaths.

The Hundred Beasts Sect Sect Leader Ying Lion's Roar temporarily lost his strength because of resisting the ghost control, while the second Elder Zhuji Moye was eager to come over to inspect his injuries, and injected the spiritual power into his body to test it slightly, until he found that the sect master was just crazy to increase his spiritual power to urge the nine-headed lion demon spirit, and was defeated by the woman in white, and suffered a slight backlash, and was temporarily out of strength, only then turned to look at Fang Xing.

However, when he turned around, he happened to see the scene of Fang Xing swinging his knife and cutting off Chu Zhaoyang's head.

When he turned his gaze again, he saw that Qi Heng was also falling backwards stiffly, with blurred flesh and blood in his chest, and he was seriously injured.

For a moment, this drastic change made Elder Moyer, even if he was a foundation realm cultivator, almost unable to breathe.

After being stunned for a moment, he roared violently, and all the power of foundation building was raised, and he frantically slapped towards Fang Xing.

At this time, Fang Xing cut off Chu Zhaoyang's head with a knife, laughed, and as soon as the golden wings behind his back spread, he flew towards the golden crow, and the golden crow also relieved himself at this time, spread his wings and flew up, and at the same time pulled the bundle of immortal ropes tied to his claws, pulling Fang Xing over, but no matter how fast they were, they couldn't be faster than Elder Moye's palm at close range......

"Boom ......"

Elder Moye's palm power struck through the air and slammed into Fang Xing's back.

Fang Xing, who flew up, snorted, and his body fell forward like a broken kite, but at the same time as Elder Moyer's palm hit him, a golden light also flashed on his chest, and it circled around his body and disappeared in a flash.

"Ah, you won't be killed, will you?"

Jin Wu was shocked, and he didn't have time to see Fang Xing's injury, so he dragged him away with a bundle of immortals.

And the fat Taoist in the distance was also stunned by this series of changes, and in a hurry, the top of his head just flew out of the heavenly spirit cover.

When Ying Qiaoqiao saw this scene, his expression was stunned and ecstatic......

A palm in the foundation building period, so strong and solid on the body, this little devil ...... It's supposed to be dead, right?

In such a stunned spirit, the golden crow had already spread its wings and fled to the valley mouth, but the bundle of immortal ropes on its claws dragged Fang Xing in the air and fled.

"Hahahaha, old man, your palm master has written it down, and I will reward you with two palms another day......"

Fang Xing, who was hanging in the air as if he was dead, suddenly turned over and jumped on the back of the golden crow, laughing and walking away.

"...... Uproar"

Seeing that little ghost had eaten Elder Moye's palm, it was all right, and all the disciples of the Hundred Beast Sect were in an uproar.

Those who had never seen Fang Xing were already in awe of this young man who fell from the sky, and when they saw this scene, they were even more frightened.

Descended from the sky, in front of the two major foundations, he broke out and killed people, and fled arrogantly......

This person...... Is it an undead demon?

A strange sense of fear struck Ying Qiaoqiao's heartstrings, and she suddenly burst into tears.

"Who is this person?"

At this moment, a voice asked faintly, it was Ye Guyin. (To be continued......)

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