Not far away, Fang Pu saw Jiang Ju easily fighting the two masters, and he was annoyed, this Jiang Lord really thinks very highly of himself, Li Sicong has been forced to the realm of nine deaths and one life, and he was attacked by many masters of the Lishan Sect, and he was also very uncomfortable, originally thinking that Jiang Ju could lend a hand, seeing this, he was a little disheartened, relying on the other party, it was better to kill himself.

Over there, Li Sicong screamed again and again, constantly urging the Qingyu Lion to confront, barely fleeing. Fang Pu here is also urging the green jade lion to an outrageous point!

At this time, his mind was full of spirits, and he ran the Qingyu Technique over and over again, manipulating the flying knives and flying swords to fight forward, hoping to kill a bloody path.

Since Jiang Ju had no expectations, he planned to kill them first, avoiding the sight of Jiang Ju, Zuo Fuyi, and especially Elder Xu, and then use the Holy Sword to kill these Lishan Sect disciples one after another.

With a thought in his heart, he didn't care about the lives of others, and flew the tortoise shell out of the air, and the white light rushed straight out, and several disciples of the Lishan Sect who were blocked in front were beaten by the tortoise shell, and they were shocked out one after another.

This is the result of Fang Pu's hard work, but he is not comfortable either.

Fortunately, with the strength of his whole body, he finally opened a bloody path and ran forward.

Suddenly, there was a miserable cry of pain from behind, and his tone was full of anger and murderous intent.

Then Jiang Ju's gloomy and cold voice came from behind: "After entering my mirage, you still want to escape surnamed Xu, and removing one of your arms is just the beginning!"

The cold and murderous voice sounded ruthless, Fang Pu was in his heart for a while, and said in surprise, I was too naïve, too self-righteous, and the adults who sat in the main position of the Jinguan Yamen had not experienced killing and cold betrayal, so at this time, he did not look back, and rushed forward.

"Don't let this kid run away! Elder Xu has a life, all the Jin officials in the poisonous quagmire must be wiped out today, and there must be no fish that slip through the net.

More than a dozen disciples of the Lishan Sect with injuries on their bodies followed Fang Pu as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and they didn't mean to let go at all.

Fang Pu's expression was cold, with a sneer in his eyes, seeing that he was some position away from Elder Xu, and in front of him was a quagmire with black gas, which was the best tomb for these Lishan Sect disciples.

"The Elder Xu in your mouth is unpredictable now, and you are also dying people, so you still have to be ashamed!" Fang Pu deliberately stimulated these people and said disdainfully.

"A little green-brand brocade official dares to speak out! The disciples of the Lishan Sect obey orders, and below this quagmire is the burial place of this kid, and his bones will be gone!"

A disciple of the Lishan Sect was furious, obviously this kid was chased and fled, and he dared to fight for the benefit of his tongue, and if he didn't kill him, it was difficult to understand the hatred in his heart.

Fang Pu saw that they had been fooled, so he laughed and flew forward by himself.

At this time, he had already secretly driven the Holy Sword, and the gloomy evil qi had already squirmed, and the disciples of the Lishan Sect were sensitive to this change.

"What kind of evil thing? It's so powerful, it can't be a monster from the poisonous mire!"

"No, it seems to be from that kid!"

The disciples of the Lishan Sect were intimidated by the evil aura of the Holy Sword, and their faces were a little nervous.

"Yes, it's from that kid, he seems to have something extraordinary in him!, everyone, be careful!" Finally, they suddenly realized, and the other party showed a look of jealousy.

"At this time, you have only come to understand, I'm afraid it's already a little late!" Fang Pu said with a gloomy look on his face as he looked at these Lishan Sect disciples.

"What do you mean!"

"You brought us in here for a purpose!"

Fang Pu saw that their expressions were even more nervous, and he stopped talking nonsense, and with a finger movement, the Holy Slashing Sword rushed out of the black cloth behind him, and the sword body was actually shrouded in a faint layer of blood light, looking terrifying.

"This is the Holy Sword!"

At this time, a disciple of the Lishan Sect screamed in surprise and immediately fled, they had definitely heard of the power of this holy sword in the Lishan Sect.

"Don't even think about running away!" Fang Pu said with a sneer, the blood light on the Holy Slashing Sword was even stronger, and a sword flew by, killing the two Lishan Sect disciples and sucking out the essence blood.

Immediately afterwards, he didn't have the slightest intention of being soft-hearted, sword after sword, with his swordsmanship that was faster than the disciples of the Lishan Sect, none of these people escaped, and they fell into the quagmire one after another.

In this killing, Fang Pu's eyes were red, and he also got rid of the shadow of killing in his heart, and when he saw those dead disciples of the Lishan Sect, he snorted coldly, planning to leave this ghost place first, the sooner he left, the better.

However, he looked at the evil sword and found that after absorbing the essence blood of the disciples of the Lishan Sect, he was transforming it strangely, and then to what extent, even he didn't know what would happen, but fortunately, he was still able to control it with the tortoise shell and the dragon of Wenqi.

At this time, at the border of the Lishan Sect, an old man in a splendid robe, with a beard of eight characters, a bun on his head, and his eyes shot an eerie light, and he was scanning the poisonous quagmire.

After half a salary, he touched his beard with his hand, and said hoarsely: "I thought that the Holy Sword was taken to the underworld by Lian Shuntian, but I never thought that the ghost was not taken away, but it was still in the world, and that time I killed the ghost ancestor, presumably in addition to the two ghost cha, there were also cultivators, and they walked out alive!"

"Hmph, since the Holy Sword is still in the world, the old man must take him back!" After that, the old man stepped out of thin air with a flying sword and flew in the direction of the poisonous quagmire.

At this time, Fang Pu had already put the Holy Sword into the black cloth, and used the talisman seal on the tortoise shell to seal it again, so as not to leak the breath, but he didn't know that the breath had already been discovered by the master of the Lishan Sect.

However, when the master of the Lishan Sect flew over, Fang Pu also felt a different atmosphere at this time, his soul felt a tingling, he looked startled, and muttered: "I didn't expect the master of the Lishan Sect to come so quickly!"

At that moment, he immediately left the direction of killing the disciples of the Lishan Sect, without hesitation.

The old man left the rest of the Lishan Sect alone, and rushed here, and when he saw the corpse of the Lishan Sect disciple who was trapped in the mud, his face immediately became gloomy.

"Slaughtering so many disciples of my Lishan Sect, the old man Zhu Yinyin must search you out, a thousand cuts!"

This old man was originally called Zhu Yinyin, he was one of the top ten elders of the Lishan Sect, and his cultivation was evil, and he usually helped the Ghost Ancestor to do things, and the death of the Ghost Ancestor surprised him, and he vowed to find out the person behind it, and now he found that the disciples of the Lishan Sect were killed again, so he could not be furious.

Zhu Yinyin glanced at the dead Lishan Sect disciples again, and with a flick of his robe, a few cyan rays of light fell on those corpses, and immediately ignited a cyan flame, like a burning phosphorus fire.

Then, he sniffed violently, and said with a grim smile: "I want to go!" and chased after Fang Pu in the direction where he left.