Murong Qianshan!

The contemporary head of the Gusu Murong family has been missing for many years. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 There were rumors on the rivers and lakes that Murong Qianshan plotted for the enemy, and his life was lost in the prison mountain, and he was left alive and dead.

Murong Qiushuang, known as the first beauty in the world, looks like a fairy, but she is as cold as frost.

In recent years, he has traveled all over the country to find the whereabouts of his father Murong Qianshan, but it has been nearly 20 years, and it has long since passed, without the slightest clue, and there is no trace.

It's just that this person has been in contact with a man in black of unknown origin and has something to do with it. The Gusu Murong family, although they rarely walk around the rivers and lakes, no one dares to provoke them easily. Murong Lao Taijun Gong participated in the creation, it is said that he once received the guidance of the martial saint Mu Canghai, the martial arts are unfathomable, and the masters on the village are like clouds, and there are countless top masters.

Even the top forces in the rivers and lakes, such as the six major sects of the rivers and lakes, the Eastern Fire Cloud City, and the beggar gang, must also be polite to the Murong family.

Fang Baiyi rushed around in the middle of the night, took down Cheng Kun and the others, and threatened Ziyang to intercept the pulse to confirm that the news was reliable. I just don't want to make a rash move, erect such a strong enemy, and provoke a long-standing Jianghu family like the Murong family.

But it is a sidewalk, and some people are upset about the one-armed man Demon Dragon Yifeng, and he ridicules him, looking at his body shape and footwork, faster than the thunder and lightning, and he is far away in an instant, and he is an extremely rare top master on the rivers and lakes.

Fang Baiyi felt something in his heart, this person was afraid that he was coming for himself, and most of it was related to the one-armed man Demon Dragon Yifeng. It was a step forward, and his figure was disillusioned, chasing after the man in gray.

The breath is long, the real qi in the body is endless, endless, the body footwork is almost to the extreme, the feet are not dusty, and the volley is empty, but it is running for nearly half an hour, not narrowing the distance with the gray-clothed man at all, and it is still more than ten zhang away.

Fang Baiyi was secretly surprised, the eight steps of the Lost Trace contained in the Tongtian Treasure Book were already unique in the world and unparalleled in the world.

And the light footwork he uses is strange and unfathomable, and it comes from the wordless tablet of the underground labyrinth, but it is more exquisite than the eight steps of the maze, and it is a step ahead. Standing at the top of the acquired master, faintly touching the threshold of the innate realm, it is already a rare opponent in the rivers and lakes, but out of nowhere such a master appeared, and he was not under him.

Thinking of this, the heart suddenly became arrogant, and the innate infinite body protection god rumbled in the body, like the raging waves of the sea, and the footwork of the body suddenly accelerated, and the distance between him and the gray-clothed man was shortened by several feet.

It's just that the gray-clothed man noticed it, and his light body technique improved, and his speed increased, but he couldn't throw Fang Baiyi off again. Ten zhang away, like a moat, Fang Baiyi used his strength several times to boost his strength, but he was never able to catch up with half a step.

Soaring like flying, stepping on the treetops, the figure is gray, following each other before and after, and the shadow behind him is illusory, but the two of them are too fast, swept out of the zhangyu, and the image in situ has not disappeared.

Everywhere you go, there are mountains and forests, and there are few people to visit, but it is not more than the turbulent world. Mountains and forests are like flying backwards, away in an instant, the real air turns, the feet are lifted and stepped on, the low peaks of the mountains and mountains are dozens of zhang high, they can not be stopped for a moment, their arms shake up, just like Kunpeng soaring into the sky, swaying past, as if walking in the sky.

After running for two hours, the man in gray shook his arms, his figure rose several feet higher again, his body turned in the air, and he fell sharply and landed at the foot of the mountain, but he stood with his back to each other, and never turned to see him.

Fang Baiyi's figure also turned sharply, spiraling up, and falling steadily to the ground like a meteor, his thick eyebrows frowned slightly, his eyes were confused, and he looked at the back of the gray-clothed man.

Five short figures, slightly bloated, the hat on the head is pressed very low, covering the face, the long hair on the back of the head is scattered, the color is gray, and it looks old. The arm is complete, not missing, obviously not the one-armed man Demon Dragon Yifeng, but I don't know where it is sacred.

"At a young age, but with such a martial arts cultivation, he can keep up with the pace of my old man, no wonder he is arrogant and arrogant, and no one is in his eyes. The man in gray said in a deep voice.

It's just that the voice is low and hoarse, like sand and stone sharpening, obviously deliberately disguised, so that people can't distinguish it, and they can't even tell whether it's a man or a woman.

Fang Baiyi clenched his fists and said slowly: "Dare to ask the senior's surname, I don't know how to call it?"

The elegant and handsome face is not as indifferent as before, and the eyes are unusually solemn, but they are shocked in their hearts, and they are secretly on guard. The gray-clothed man is not tall, for example, the white-clothed man is more than a head shorter, but standing there, it gives people the feeling of a high mountain, as if the mountain is towering, which makes people dare not have the slightest contempt.

"Hahaha...... The man in gray looked up and laughed wildly, his voice was like a night owl, and Sen Ran shouted, "My old man's name, you little baby is not worthy of knowing." ”

Fang Baiyi's thick eyebrows frowned slightly, and said, "In this case, I don't know if the predecessors led Fang here, what do you have to say?"

"There is a lack of a little guy who pours tea and water around my old man, and it is quite pleasing to the eye to see your little baby, although it is a little arrogant, but it is also reasonable, and I reluctantly put it by my side for convenience. The man in gray said in an arrogant tone.

Fang Baiyi shook off the folding fan, a chill flashed in his eyes, and he said slowly: "Although Fang Mou is not talented, he has not fallen to the point of serving tea and pouring water for others, out of politeness, call you senior, otherwise, don't blame Fang Mou for being rude and bullying an old monster who will be wooden." ”

"Hahaha, little baby, your brushes are not enough in front of my old man, just obey my old man's orders, don't humiliate yourself. The gray-clothed man smiled gloomily, slowly turned around, his eyes shining through the cracks in the hat, like substance, as if he wanted to see through Fang Baiyi, and his hostility was very strong.

Fang Baiyi's palm exhaled slightly, and the black gold folding fan popped out the tip of the sword, undulating like a jagged tooth, and said: "Old monster, don't blow the atmosphere here, what is the mastery of the world, even if you use it, Fang will understand it!"

"My old man will inevitably end up in the name of bullying the small, little baby, if you can take ten moves and be undefeated, my old man will no longer embarrass you, let's shoot!" said the man in gray proudly.

Fang Baiyi inhaled slowly, the black gold folding fan was raised, but the light in his eyes became more and more solemn, the innate infinite body protection Shengang was raised to the extreme, and the snow-white robe was windless and automatic, like a wave cascading.

was born in the rivers and lakes, and he has also met top masters, but he has never been so dignified as at this time. There are not a few top masters on the rivers and lakes, but they are also divided into three, six, nine and so on, and the seven sons of Wudang, who moved the rivers and lakes with the name of the Tiangang Beidou Sword Formation, joined forces to squeeze into the ranks of the top masters, and Master Shaolin Yanhui is also a top master, but he is in the forefront, and it is not the same.

The gray-clothed man in front of him, I don't know the origin, but he is the top master of the top masters, the Yuanyuan Yuezhi, unfathomable, and even better than Master Shaolin Yanhui.

Fang Baiyi didn't dare to be careless, his steps took a step, his figure was disillusioned, the Ugin folding fan vibrate, hissing and roaring, and the silver and white qi swirled, circling like a crescent moon, but it was silent, slashing towards the gray-clothed man.

"Refining the gods and returning to emptiness, and being restrained?" the gray-clothed man's eyes were slightly condensed, he was very stunned, and said lightly.

The palm fingers changed, and the strength was split, and the silver and white qi were scattered, and hatred flashed in the eyes of the gray-clothed man, and he said: "My old man has spent decades of time, and it was not until the year of the sixtieth birthday that he has been successful in cultivation, I didn't expect that you are a young baby, but it is an extraordinary opportunity, if my old man can have this opportunity......"

The words were embarrassing, but for some reason, it was difficult to hide the boundless hatred of the sea, and suddenly he was angry, and his eyes almost wanted to erupt fire.

Fang Baiyi's thick eyebrows frowned, and he didn't know why, so he had to be secretly on guard.

Fang just made a move, which seems to be an understatement, but it also condenses six or seven layers of skill, and ordinary masters of the rivers and lakes are difficult to deal with. But he didn't expect the man in gray to be so unfathomable, lifting his weight lightly, and effortlessly shaking away the gangqi.

There are only a handful of masters with such profound skills in the rivers and lakes, but I haven't heard of the gray man, and I don't know where the old monster came from.

Before he could think about it, he heard the man in gray shouting angrily: "Little baby, you also come to pick up my old man's palm!"

The arms are staggered, the skill is strong, with a lot of phantoms, the palm wind is roaring like thunder, and the palm force is like a strong wind, and the strength is strong, and it goes straight to Fang Baiyi. Fang Baiyi's face changed slightly, and in an instant, the innate Infinite Body Protector Shengang was raised to the extreme, with the potential of a tsunami, wind and thunder, and his arm was circled, and he also split out a palm.

The palm force collided in the air, making a loud noise, and the gang qi overflowed, sweeping more than ten zhang in a radius, the grass and trees flew sideways, and the gravel rolled up in the air, which was crushed by the palm force of the gangfeng.

The gray-clothed man's body shook violently, he took a few steps back, stepped on the mountain rocks, his footprints were deeply sunk, his arms were caged in his sleeves, trembling slightly, and wisps of blood escaped from the corners of his mouth.

The smoke and dust dissipated, but Fang Baiyi was shocked for several feet, his handsome face was flushed, and blood spurted out from his mouth, obviously hurting the meridians in his body. With the help of Zhu Xianguo, he has devoted himself to penance for many years, and has nearly a hundred years of skill, but he is invincible to the unfathomable man in gray, and he is secretly frightened, I am afraid that it will be difficult to retreat today.

"Little beast, I actually hurt my old man, and you can't be left behind!" the man in gray shouted angrily.

The arms were staggered, and he shook his body to attack forward, and his moves were weird, extremely strange, unheard of, unseen, but he was fierce and fierce, and he took the vital point of Fang Baiyi's body, vowing to kill him in the palm of his hand.

Fang Baiyi took a deep breath, suppressed the injuries in his body, his body was circling, his straight qi was condensed on his fingertips, looming crystal bright, his strength was fierce, and his fingers of the Heavenly Tribulation were condensed but not dispersed, and he was attacked by the air from a distance of several zhang.

Caught off guard, the gray-clothed man's expression changed greatly, and he could avoid the vital point of his eyebrows, but he was cut by the indestructible strength of the fingers, the hat on his head was broken, the bun was scattered, and the hair was flying, revealing a face full of scars, which was very poignant and unbearable to look at directly.

"Crossing the Sky Tribulation?"

The gray-clothed man's eyes were frightened, and he shouted loudly: "Little Sacrifice, you are really not a disciple of the one-armed man Demon Dragon Yifeng, but where did you learn this fingering, say it quickly, so as not to make a mistake!"

The injury was serious, and he was supported by a breath of true qi, but he didn't dare to speak, lest his true qi leak out and fall to the ground. Although Fang Baiyi was surprised, the gray-clothed man actually recognized the Heavenly Tribulation Finger, but he didn't pay attention to it, his palm fingers changed, and the Heavenly Tribulation Finger was pointed out one after another, and the strength of his thumb was so strong that it broke through the air, almost cutting the air.

The gray-clothed man has strong skills and is unfathomable, but in the face of the ancient and modern Crossing the Sky Tribulation Finger, he does not dare to touch his edge. The light of his eyes changed, and he had the intention of killing Fang Baiyi under the palm of his hand, but he had many scruples.

After several hesitations, he finally snorted angrily, swept up more than ten feet, turned in the air, and disappeared in an instant.

Seeing the gray-clothed man retreating, Fang Baiyi's heart was slightly relieved, and he secretly called for luck, but he was seriously injured and vomited blood again. The eyes were confused, and there were many puzzles, the Heavenly Tribulation Finger was not visible in the rivers and lakes, and several times it was mistaken for a life-killing soul search finger.

The man in gray knew this kind of sharp fingering, and seemed to know the origin of the inheritance, and he had some worries in his heart, so that he didn't dare to use the killer again, and suddenly retreated, which made Fang Baiyi feel inexplicable.

It's just that I can't take care of a lot at the moment, and I am in the disputes in the rivers and lakes, and the exquisite organs are eye-catching, taking the northwest and going on the road alone, but I don't know how many people in the rivers and lakes are secretly concerned. The injury is under the palm of the gray-clothed man of unknown origin, and the true qi is not running smoothly, if he can't heal the injury in time and recover his strength, he is afraid that there will be endless troubles in the future.

The forces of the rivers and lakes on all sides will inevitably fall into the ground, take the opportunity to make trouble, take down the white clothes, and force the Linglong organ to interrogate, and no one will pay attention to the identity of the murderer of the Yan Mansion tragedy.

Fang Baiyi took out the Nine Turns Heart Protection Pill given by Fu Xiangning, swallowed two pills, and suddenly felt a hot current rise in his abdomen, pouring into the eight veins of the Qi Meridian, and the true qi in the remaining meridians was stirred by this hot flow, and it actually started to run slowly.

The function of protecting the body is to protect the body, trickling down, moistening all the meridians in the body, as if the spring rain is silent, nourishing all things, and the injury has improved.

Secretly sighed that the Nine Turns Heart Protection Pill was worthy of being a healing elixir, raising the flesh and bones of the dead, and the effect was extremely fast.

Fang Baiyi cut off dozens of arm-thick branches from the mountains and forests, each with a different distance between them, and inserted them into the ground more than half a meter deep, as if curved and straight, and obliquely formed a row far away. It seems monotonous, but it is from simple to complex, mysterious and changeable, if you don't know the formula of the formation, even if you travel through a thousand days, it is difficult to get out of this Tiantian Strange Array.

His ears twitched, and he already heard the sound of his clothes breaking through the air, Fang Baiyi turned around, only to see several figures falling on the spot, the sword unsheathed, pointing obliquely to the sky, the killing intent in his eyes loomed, and he looked at him coldly.

One of them, a bearded man, dressed in animal skins and half of his bare shoulders, shouted: "Fang Baiyi, hurry up and hand over the Linglong mechanism, otherwise don't blame our brother for having black hands, let you taste all the torture, life is better than death!"

His eyes swept over everyone, Fang Baiyi shook his head slowly, and said, "Although Fang Mou is seriously injured, he is not something that you clowns can match, if you don't want to die, get out immediately!"

The words were a little low, slightly lacking in qi, his right hand touched his chest, coughed lightly, reached out to wipe his lips, and the blood in his palm was red.

"Hahaha, Fang Baiyi, you are already at the end of the crossbow, and you dare to speak wildly, you really don't know how to write the word dead, brothers, take him down, force out the Linglong organ, we will also go to the Chongyang World Heroes Conference to share a cup, and understand the wordless heavenly book, and since then we have become famous. The bearded man laughed wildly.

Fang Baiyi sighed secretly, and pointed like a halberd, slowly raised, ready to shoot away these rivers and lakes that didn't know the depths of the recklessness.

Suddenly, I heard a coquettish scolding from afar, and someone said angrily: "A bold fanatic who doesn't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth dares to be rude to the other son, and he should be killed with a stick and a cane, and his head should be hung to show the public." ”

Following the prestige, I saw the figure shaking, disillusioned one after another, stepping on the exquisite maze of eight steps, and in the blink of an eye, it was already in front of Fang Baiyi's eyes. The purple clothes wrapped the delicate body, the eyes were smart, the nose and cherry lips were beautiful, and the phoenix feather sword in his hand was unsheathed, the cold light was dazzling, but it was the strange little pity of the elf who arrived.

Fang Baiyi's thick eyebrows frowned slightly, slightly stunned, and he couldn't understand why the little pity suddenly appeared. After turning his mind, he had already vaguely guessed a few points, but the timing was inappropriate, and it was inconvenient to ask.

The little poor willow eyebrows were slightly raised, and the coldness in his apricot eyes was pressing, and he said: "Young Master Fang, you go to heal first, and these unpopular characters will be handed over to me to deal with." ”

"None of them will be left!"

Although Fang Baiyi was seriously injured, his eyesight was still there, and he could already see that the bearded man and the others were far from being pitiful opponents. He whispered a few words in his ear, his eyes flashed with coldness, and he ordered the little poor to kill all the bearded men and others, and not let anyone escape.

With that, he turned around and stepped into the Yantian Strange Array, and the figure turned the thick branches of his arm, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The bearded man and the others looked stunned, and looked at each other a few times, all of them secretly saying something strange. I saw with my own eyes that Fang Baiyi inserted the branches that were more than one foot high, hidden and scattered, and arranged diagonally in rows, but there was nothing to hide at a glance, but at this time, Fang Baiyi's figure was completely covered, as if he disappeared out of thin air, and there was no trace to be seen.

"Pretend to be a ghost, brothers, come on!" the bearded man couldn't see through the subtlety, and shouted angrily.

The little pity hated that he took advantage of the fire to rob, and stepped forward in a coquettish voice, and the phoenix feather sword drew out the Dao Xue Lian Shenman, shrouding the bearded man and others in the sword light.

The three-move nine-style swordsmanship is incomparable, the eight steps of the lost trace are exquisite, and there is also the help of the divine weapon Feng Yu Sword, which is pitiful and powerful. The bearded man and the others are just second-rate goods in the rivers and lakes, where can they be pitiful to the little ones who have squeezed into the ranks of the top masters in half a step.

In a moment, blood was splattered on the spot, and the corpse lay on the ground.

The little pity returned the sword into the sheath, his eyes swept over the corpses of the bearded man and the others, blinking his long eyelashes, revealing a somewhat unfathomable smile. With quick hands and feet, he dragged away the corpses of the bearded man and others, and opened them one after another, making out a scene of chasing the enemy and dying, covering up the bloodstains, until he was satisfied, and then he was invisible in the formation according to the formation mantra taught by Fang Baiyi.

Through the Yantian Array, I vaguely saw several batches of Jianghu characters flying down, and after checking it, they all thought that Fang Baiyi was invincible and fled, and chased in the direction of the corpses of the bearded man.

Secretly proud, he felt the figures outside the formation swaying, and several people fell on the spot, but his eyes flashed but he secretly shivered.

I saw one of them dressed as a black-robed Confucian student, but his eyes were deep-set, his eyes were blue, and his face was like a skeleton, like a terrible ghost who had come out of the black prison in the underworld, which was terrifying.