Fang Zizi said very sincerely.

But these strange words made the big leader feel a little hairy in his heart.

Manglong Sect, the Lord of Fan Yang, a disciple who came out of that kind of place, how could he be an ordinary person.

It was precisely because of his fear that the big leader would stop his killing intent and try his best to scare Fang Zizi away.

"Haha, big brother, this is the first time I've heard that someone wants to die, in that case, big brother will meet his request!" The three leaders laughed fiercely and said murderously.

"Shut up!"

The big leader shouted loudly, and then stared at Fang Zizi with a solemn expression, and his eyes flashed with determination.

This seems to be a difficult matter.

For today's plan, there is only one way to use Qin Daxian's immortal objects!

"Since you are looking for death, I can only fulfill you!"

There was also murderous intent in his eyes, and the big leader held the hand of the blood-colored doll and pinched it under his umbilicus, revealing a trace of anticipation.

Ten breaths later, a soft cold laugh suddenly came out of the blood-colored doll's mouth.

At the same time, the blood-colored doll's eyes opened, revealing blood-red eyes, and a rich evil qi spread directly, and the cold evil qi was extremely cold, which made the big leader's expression change greatly, and he quickly threw the blood-colored doll out.

I saw the blood-colored doll stagnant in the air, and a pair of evil eyes suddenly stared at Fang Zizi.

"Demon puppet, could it be that monk is a demon cultivator?"

Fang Zizi looked at the strange appearance of the blood-colored doll, with a smile on his face, but his heart was solemn.

Shout.

A sharp sound of breaking the air suddenly spread, and the blood-colored doll turned into a bloody light and went straight to Fang Zizi.

In the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of Fang Zizai, and in his small hand, a blood-colored knife appeared and stabbed at Fang Zizi's neck.

"It's fast!"

Fang Zizi chuckled, a spirit sword flashed out of his hand, and with a sword strike, the brilliant sword light directly submerged the blood-colored doll.

It's just that what surprised Fang Zizi was that his own sword didn't stab the blood-colored doll, and the other party got rid of it very quickly and quickly, and before moving, he fled to the side.

Two blood-red eyes stared at Fang Zizi, and a small hand even reached into his mouth, sucking in it, as if thinking about countermeasures.

"Is it still sane?"

Fang Zizi was a little interested.

Although the puppet is a side door of the left path, it also has a strong power, and some high-level puppets are even more powerful than high-level monks.

It is said that there is a puppet sect in Yunzhou, specializing in puppets, and the disciples under them have a puppet army in their hands, even if the disciples of the lower level are embarrassed to greet people without more than a dozen puppets.

It's just that a puppet that can possess divine stellar must be at least at least the fourth order.

The strength of this blood-colored doll is between the seven or eight layers of condensation, and it is absolutely impossible to have sanity, but the appearance of this finger sucking is exuding an incomparably agile aura.

"It's weird, it's worthy of being a demonic thing!"

After pondering for a moment, Fang Zizai suddenly waved his hand, and suddenly a spiritual light emanated, turning into a rope and heading straight for the blood-colored doll.

The blood-colored doll was frightened and wanted to escape, but was directly imprisoned by Ruyisuo, who tightened it and imprisoned the blood-colored doll, and was caught in the palm of his hand by Fang Zizi's move.

A group of red turban thieves were shocked.

The corner of the big leader's eyes twitched, looking at the blood-colored doll that was easily imprisoned, he gasped, and felt bad in his heart.

"Big brother, what should I do?"

The three leaders asked in a trembling voice, the killing intent in their eyes had long since disappeared.

How powerful is the blood-colored doll? That day, when the city lord went up the mountain, all the generals he brought with him could not survive for a while, so they were directly killed by the blood-colored doll.

But at this time, it was easily solved.

"Big brother, without further ado, hurry up and let Qin Daxian come out!" the second leader urged in fear.

"Qin Daxian is what I can call to move, are you fucking scared silly?"

The big leader gritted his teeth, had the intention of retreating, and gradually walked backwards.

The leaders were like this, and the remaining red turban thieves were even more unbearable, and some of them had even turned around and fled in a panic.

However, just when the red scarf thief's heart was in turmoil, a roar with murderous intent suddenly came from a distance, "Who dares to touch the old man's blood puppet?"

A streamer of light came from the sky, exuding a breathtaking momentum.

It was Qin Daxian who sensed the movement of the blood-colored doll and galloped over.

"Qin Daxian, this person went up the mountain to seek revenge, and the immortal treasures you gave were all accepted by him!"

The big leader seemed to have encountered the rain in time, calmed down, and hurriedly explained.

The rest of the red scarf thieves also seemed to have taken a reassuring pill, and looked at Qin Daxian with a strong admiration in their eyes.

"Boy, where did you get the fight?"

Qin Daxian glanced at Fang Zizai, a fear and panic flashed in his eyes, and he disappeared in a flash, and then shouted coldly.

"You are Qin Daxian?"

Fang Zizi put away the blood-colored doll in his hand and asked expressionlessly.

"It's this seat!"

Qin Daxian sneered, "You are so bold, you dare to accept my blood puppet, it's really fatal!"

"I am a disciple of the Manglong Sect, if you know each other, you will get far away, otherwise, I will summon my master and destroy you in minutes!"

Fang Zizi twitched the corner of his mouth and said sarcastically.

"Manglong Sect?"

Qin Daxian muttered, a hint of happiness flashed in his eyes, and then his eyes revealed murderous intent, "A disciple of a small sect in Yunzhou also dares to threaten the old man, give the old man death!"

Nima!

Fang Zizi was shocked.

Originally, after feeling the momentum on Qin Daxian's body, Fang Zizi secretly screamed that it was not good, because that majestic momentum exuded the aura of foundation building, and it was much stronger than the stone dragon of the Sword Palace.

With his strength at this time, how can he stop it, and this is why he pulled out the name of the Manglong Sect.

But I didn't expect that the goods in front of me seemed to be crazy, and they even said that they would do it, as if they didn't take the Manglong Sect in their eyes at all.

Qin Daxian waved his hand coldly, and a black spear suddenly flashed out of the void, revealing an infinite fierce aura.

The black light flickered, and the attack came.

Between the lightning and flint, Fang Zizi raised his sword and swung it, and the Void Breaking Sword Technique bloomed with a cold glow, turning into nine sword rays, and when he wandered through the void, he collided with the black spear.

With the sound of the earth-shattering roar, the sword was directly shattered, and the black spear struck again after just a pause, and in an instant, it stabbed in front of Fang Zizai.

Fang Zizai was horrified, and hurriedly raised his sword to resist.

An indescribable majestic force came from the sword body, making Fang Zizi unable to bear it any longer, his expression turned white, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the donkey under the seat rolled directly down the high slope.

"Six layers of condensation, dare to do it with me?

Qin Daxian sneered again and again, carrying his hands behind his back, and the murderous intent was permeating, and instructed the big leader, "Go and see if he is dead, if he is not dead, bring it up!"

The big leader was very excited, and he was even more respectful to Qin Daxian, and bowed, "Yes, Qin Daxian!"

After saying that, he ran over.

However, just when the big leader Kankan arrived at the high slope and looked down, under the high slope, a very terrifying aura rose up.

This breath was very cold, and it was full of strong coercion, and before the big leader could stretch out his head, he was directly suppressed, kneeling on the ground, and after the whole person was instantaneous, he wailed and turned into a pool of flesh and blood.

When the red turban thieves saw the tragic situation of the big leader, their expressions changed drastically, and they took a few steps back in fear, and they all looked at Qin Daxian.

However, at this time, Qin Daxian was very sluggish.

you, big watermelon!

This is the momentum and coercion of the monks of the Yudan Realm?

In such a remote place, how could there be a cultivator of the Yudan Realm?

In the Jiedan Realm, he is respected as a real person, and with such strength, in the world of cultivating immortals, he can already take charge of himself and deter a small sect.

For a while, Qin Daxian was in a cold sweat, and he wanted to spread his feet and run away quickly.

But at this moment, a figure slowly rose up from the bottom of the hillside.

The delicate face is immature, and the eyes are full of murderous eyes.

The sharp killing machine directly locked Qin Daxian's whole body.

Qin Daxian's eyes were glazed, and he looked at Fang Zizi, as if he was in another world.

The body began to tremble constantly!

lowered his head, his lips trembled and he spit out a few words, "Real people spare their lives!"

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