It took a long time for the three of them to come back to their senses, and what Fang Yan had just said made it clear that if they didn't carefully identify what was wrong with Fang Yan's appearance, causing Fang Yan's behavior to show flaws, then their lives would have come to an end. [Ran^Text^Library] How dare the three of them slack off, they immediately looked carefully around the dialect, and they didn't dare to let go of a single detail, and quickly said anything wrong.

It took a while for the three of them to make sure that Fang Yan's current appearance was exactly the same as that of the monk surnamed Na Peng, and then Fang Yan found a shirt from his storage bag to change into, which was even more seamless. But this is not the end, the dialect walked a few steps at will, so that they could distinguish in detail from their posture and expression, find the similarities and differences between the dialect and the monk surnamed Peng, and be sure not to see the obvious difference, so as to achieve the effect of confusion.

In addition, Fang Yan also asked about the habits of the monk surnamed Peng, along with the habits of Li Changhuan and the Qi family patriarch, and then carefully looked at the map several times, and firmly remembered the terrain inside. It took a day to do these things.

When the three of them could no longer see the obvious mistakes, Fang Yan and Yu Lian quietly discussed for a while, and then the sword soared into the air and flew towards the Qi family's station. After a short time, the dialect fell on the mountainside of a large mountain, where three boulders were arranged in a triangular shape, which was the sign that the Qi family deliberately placed here.

Fang Yan deliberately showed some arrogance, walked straight to a mountain col, and did not speak when he got close, but directly took out a jade plaque from the storage bag of the monk surnamed Peng, and threw it forward. Soon a door of light appeared in the empty rubble, and a passage appeared in front of Fang Yan.

A disciple of the Qi family carefully held the jade plaque, and returned it to Fang Yan's hand in a humble tone, but Fang Yan didn't look at him, casually put the jade plaque into the storage bag, and walked forward with a big grin. The Qi family, like the rest of the insect cultivation family, had their main buildings underground, and Fang Yan descended a fairly wide stone staircase and soon came to an underground hall.

I saw the dialect coming towards me. Another disciple of the Qi family hurriedly stepped forward, maybe this person had seen the monk surnamed Peng before, and when he saw him return to the Qi family, he didn't dare to ask more, and he was respectfully ready to lead the way in front of the head. Who knew that the dialect waved his hand to make him retreat, and then swaggered into a large stone door in the hall, these road dialects had long been familiar to his chest, and there was no need for him to get in the way here.

After another long staircase. Fang Yan came to a wide cave, facing a pool of dozens of acres. There are all kinds of rockery and stone bridges inside, but I didn't expect to see such a scene underground. The caves are full of traces of meticulous repair, and the surrounding areas are also very beautifully decorated, and there are several passages in the caves, all of which lead to the residential areas of the main clans of the Qi family.

Several family disciples dressed in white came forward, and when they saw Fang Yan hurriedly saluting, these people looked more familiar with the monk surnamed Peng who was pretending to be Fang Yan, and one of them immediately stepped forward to act as a guide for Fang Yan. Fang Yan snorted coldly. Waving his hand impatiently, the man hurriedly retreated, peeking at the dialect with some puzzlement, but did not dare to squeak.

In fact, another reason why Fang Yan is reluctant to let them lead the way is that he is reluctant to talk to them, although Fang Yan is dressed up vividly, as long as he opens his mouth, he may be exposed. After all, the voice is not something that can be imitated in a short period of time, and if it is familiar to those who are familiar with it, it is very likely that he will hear it, and he has not dared to say a word along the way.

So he deliberately pretended to be a little angry, and walked all the way with a calm face, and when the Qi family disciples along the road saw this, no one dared to step forward again. Let him go straight to a white jade staircase. This is the Qi family's special residence for receiving distinguished guests, and along the stone steps, there are more than ten beautifully decorated rooms along the way, where Li Changhuan and his entourage live.

Turning through a wide passage full of flowers, Fang Yan came to a bright cave, and in one corner there was a tall vine trellis, and the path under the vine trellis led to Li Changhuan's residence. The dialect thought for a moment. I still came to the other side of the cave, there is a flower pond, there are three rooms in a row, one of which is the residence of a monk surnamed Peng, and the door number is in the hand of Fang Yan.

The other two rooms are empty, and the other is Li Teng's residence, this person has also seen the dialect, that is, the monk of the foundation building period who shouted in dialect when he saw Li Changhuan and others that day. There are only a few rooms in this cave, and it is the best accommodation in the area, and it is usually only for the nobles.

Fang Yan thought for a while, then walked towards Li Teng's residence, and then took off a spirit insect bag from his body, and then deliberately touched the prohibition on Li Teng's room. Soon, I saw Li Teng walking to the door with a somewhat gloomy face, and reprimanded a few words in his mouth, maybe he was cultivating but was disturbed by the dialect, and he was very dissatisfied.

When he looked out, he saw Fang Yan standing in front of the door with a happy face, shaking the spirit insect bag in his hand at him, as if there was something very good to share with him. Li Teng's face softened slightly, and he turned around and walked back after opening the room prohibition, and Fang Yan immediately followed.

came to his room first, naturally Fang Yan was going to cut him off first, otherwise if it didn't go well with Li Changhuan, it would inevitably alarm this person, and Fang Yan would be very passive at that time. Rather than this, it is better to eradicate him first, without this threat, Li Changhuan does not have to worry even if he moves bigger.

Li Teng didn't expect that the extremely familiar monk surnamed Peng turned out to be pretending to be a dialect, and at this moment, while teasing a few words, he walked towards the house defenselessly, not paying attention to his back at all. When Fang Yan entered the door, he had been keeping an eye on the room to see if there were any other monks here, and when he found that there was no one else, he immediately did not hesitate to make a move.

With a "bang", a heavy fist slammed into the person's back, and then countless vines flew out, and when he was caught off guard, Li Teng didn't even open the mana shield, and he was hit by the fierce blow of the dialect. Then the mana of this person stagnated, and a clear and audible bone crunch followed, and then his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

When he turned around in disbelief, another punch hit him in the face, and at this time his body was also wrapped in strange vines, and it was impossible to dodge. It is estimated that at this moment, he wanted to know why, why his old partner who was with him day and night wanted to do such a poisonous attack to him, but before he could ask, a series of old punches burst his head, and he was instantly sucked dry by the demon vine.

It was only when Li Teng's Yuan Shen left his body that he knew that the person in front of him was not a monk surnamed Peng at all, because a soul card appeared above his head, and a wave-like golden halo pulled his Yuan Shen into the soul card, and such a magic weapon The monk surnamed Peng did not have it at all. After a terrible scream, the room fell silent for a moment, and the process went unexpectedly smoothly, there were not many traces of fighting in the room, not even blood spilled much.

In the attack just now, the alchemy of the dialect was vividly exerted, and the melee attack was already difficult to prevent, not to mention the mental calculation and unintentionality, so that the dialect could easily succeed. Then Fang Yan calmly collected the person's belongings, turned his body into a fireball, and then removed the traces in the room as much as possible, making it difficult for the people of the Li family to find a clue.

After doing this, Fang Yan came out of the room, Shi Shiran walked under the rattan trellis, and walked towards Li Changhuan's room. Then Fang Yan repeated the old trick, but this time he didn't use the spirit insect bag, Li Teng was obsessed with spirit insects, but Li Changhuan liked money, and the same method didn't work, so Fang Yan made an anxious look, as if he was in a hurry and couldn't speak.

Li Changhuan was taken aback when he saw this, he didn't know what scared this foundation building monk like this, and without thinking too much, he opened the room prohibitively, his face was a little annoyed, and he was about to reprimand Fang Yan for a few words. Fang Yan didn't bother to say more to him, even though he was a disciple of the Li family, he could only play prestige on his own territory, and in front of Fang Yan, he was just a Qi refining cultivator.

The demon vine swept away in an instant, and Fang Yan punched him in the chest, and a large mouthful of blood immediately spurted towards Fang Yan, making Fang Yan instinctively dodge. At this time, Fang Yan's heart suddenly moved, and he released the black evil, pointed to the inside of the house and shouted: "Kill me!"

Li Changhuan immediately lost his soul, and shouted loudly: "You are not Peng An, who are you, you know that I am a descendant of the Li family, if you dare to kill me, the Li family will definitely make your life worse than death!" Then he struggled with all his might, trying to break free from the shackles of the demon vine, but how could he easily break free from being entangled by this monster, let alone a qi refining cultivator like him.

"Li Changhuan, Master Li, today Fang is here to send you back to the West, you have done too much evil in this life, and you will be a good person in the next life. Fang Yan said expressionlessly, the yuan force on his body surged, and he smashed it with another punch.

"You are Dialect, boy, stop, if you dare to kill me, I will make you ......" Before he could finish speaking, he was punched in the head by Dialect, and then shattered like a watermelon, and was happily sucked out of his blood by the demon vine.

Then a soul screamed and flew out, and was swept into the soul card, this time killing Li Changhuan was more clean and neat, the whole process was only a few breaths, the only difference was that the dialect was splashed with Li Changhuan's blood. Fang Yan took out a pair of clothes from the storage bag and changed them, casually turned the body of Li Changhuan, who was no longer human, into his arms.

At this moment, several suppressed screams came, and when Fang Yan walked into the room, a large bed was littered with stumps and broken arms, as if the two female cultivators who accompanied Li Changhuan were brutally torn apart by the black evil. Fang Yan wanted to reprimand it twice, but when he thought that he was no better just now, he swallowed the words hard when they came to his mouth.

Then Fang Yan searched the room, and after finding that nothing was missing, Fang Yan began to clean up the battlefield again, which was bloodstained everywhere by him and the demon pet, and it took a lot of time to clean it up. Just as he was about to turn to leave, there was a sudden call for the door outside the house, and then a slightly old voice came from outside.

"Young Master, I'm really ashamed, the old man has something to inquire about, I don't know if I can disturb for a moment. The old man heard that Elder Peng came back alone in anger, but if something happened, it was definitely not intended to disturb the young master's Yaxing. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )