Fang La's eyes narrowed, and he said: "If you are obedient and obedient, you will naturally be indispensable for prosperity and wealth in the future, if you don't know how to lift, hmph! Fang Mou has admired the 'Transmission of Merit Relic' of the Persian Sect for a long time......"

Hestia's body shook, and her already flushed face suddenly turned white. Only then did I know that I and the others had suffered this catastrophe, and it really had nothing to do with the plague.

For thousands of years, Zoroastrianism has passed down the merits and relics from generation to generation, and even if a part of the true yuan will be lost every time it is inherited, the part of the true yuan that remains is still extremely terrifying. Hestia was extremely talented, and at this time, she had only just fused less than one-third of her power, and the remaining two-thirds were in the dantian in her body at this time.

"If this man wants to obtain the merits, won't he have to open his stomach?" Hestia thought, shuddering coldly, and in despair, a desperate determination arose.

Fang La didn't know that her mind was in a hurry, and she would continue to coerce.

Suddenly, he felt a chill coming from behind, and he quickly turned around in shock. I saw Hestia grit her teeth, and an extra emerald hairpin in her hand stabbed at her, only a few inches from his heart.

Fang La was furious, shouted wildly, tightened his chest and abdomen, and at the same time moved his hands and held the hairpin in his palms.

Although Hestia was blocked by him with a unique method, the force of this blow was not small.

Carelessly, the hairpin was sharp and pierced his skin.

Fang La let the blood in his palm fall to the ground along the hairpin, his mood had fallen from the peak of bliss to the cruel abyss, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Slut, I want you to live, you can't die, haha......"

With a sinister laugh, he pressed towards the pale Hestia step by step.

"Hehe, when did the thirteenth of Zhexi Mengfang bully women!"

Suddenly, a white-clothed feather man flew in through the skylight and landed silently behind Fang La, saying with a playful expression.

"What person!" Fang La's heart was shocked, slapped the table, turned around and shouted.

"Shout, the thirteenth master is so majestic!" said the man in white with a smile.

"Ah, it turned out to be the captain of the school, I don't know what you have to do when you visit late at night?" Fang La's face stiffened, but his heart was chuckled, and he didn't know what Shangguan Yunxin meant by this.

Hestia's heart was temporarily relieved, her whole body was weak, she collapsed on the bed, the heat in her body was stronger for a while, her forehead was covered with sweat, and she didn't know whether she was frightened by Fang La or the effect of the medicine in her body.

Shangguan Yunxin glanced at Hestia, realized something, and said with a smile: "I heard that an envoy from the Great Food Country passed through here, and he was specially ordered to come to receive him. Zhexi Meng Weigong is really warm, just by virtue of this, I will ask for merit and reward for you from the lord of the mansion!"

Fang La's face twitched when he heard this, and his face darkened.

"Lord Shangguan is joking, this barbarian woman is a singer who was bought back from the Western Regions, and please don't mess around here!"

"Sect Leader Fang is going against the imperial court?" Shangguan Yunxin's face turned cold and shouted.

Fang La's heart jumped, didn't this person find something when he mentioned the identity of his sect leader, but that merit relic was really exciting, not to mention this great beauty who was about to be ripe. Thinking about it, he looked at Hestia on the bed again, saw her strange expression, and knew that the effect of the medicine had worked, so he couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and said angrily: "Your Excellency is too deceitful, don't make something out of nothing." ”

Shangguan Yunxin smiled and said, "Accept, accept." ”

Fang La knew what he said, and this kind of drugging method to confuse people's hearts was really shameful. His face turned red, and he said angrily: "Lord Shangguan, as the first palm of Lingyan Pavilion, I want to see if it is as powerful as the rumors!"

Shangguan Yunxin shrugged his eyebrows and said abruptly: "You should be accompanied." As soon as the words fell, the person had already jumped up, avoiding the blow of the Holy Fire Order, and with a flap of his wings spread behind him, he slapped down on Fang La with a wave of his palm.

Fang La's immovable robe suddenly rose outward, and his palms rose upwards to meet Shangguan Yunxin's palms, but his body spun rapidly at this moment. His eyes shot out violently, and the strength of the great movement of Qiankun spread all over his body, and another holy flame shot out from his cuff, hitting Shangguan Yun's mouth of confidence.

Shangguan Yunxin flapped his wings, and his body turned in mid-air, avoiding the Holy Flame Order. The strength of his right palm had fallen, and Fang Laqi suddenly felt that the pressure within three zhang of his surroundings had increased greatly, and he didn't dodge, and his palms turned upwards to meet it.

Suddenly, the sound of "whoop" was endless.

When Fang La took out his palm, six holy flame orders flew out one after another, and the sharp whistling sound was mixed with them, and they all hit Shangguan Yunxin's surrounding acupoint.

When Shangguan Yunxin took out his palm, the wings behind him flapped, and there was no lag at all. His iron sand palm has long been practiced to the extreme, not to mention that it is a condescending attack, and the palm power is even sharper and fiercer. Although Fang La couldn't hold on to the big move, after a long time, he began to be unable to stop Shangguan Yunxin's iron palm.

Such a movement had already alarmed the group of believers downstairs.

Shangguan Yunxin saw the Manichaean crowd surrounding him, and scolded: "What a Manichaean leader, it turns out that he is also a person who bullies the young with the many!" This shout was like thunder, and he could only hear the tea bowl on the table.

Fang La's face was pale, but when he saw Shangguan Yunxin's iron palm slapped out, a strong force pressed over like a mountain and a sea, and he couldn't care less, and shouted: "Everyone go up together and kill this person!"

Wang Yin, Shi Bao and Fang La, who were not yet drunk, went up at the same time, and each fought a palm, and they all hit Shangguan Yunxin's iron palm. Shang Yunxiao rose into the air and reached out to grab Shangguan Yunxin's wings.

"Bang!", and the four palms collided.

Shangguan Yunxin's body retreated in mid-air, and he was just caught by Shang Yunxiao. Suddenly startled, he hurriedly waved his wings and retreated, and the wings in Shang Yunxiao's hand slipped, leaving only a handful of feathers.

When Shangguan Yunxin saw it, his heart was extremely painful, and in the midst of the crisis, he didn't forget to check the wings behind him. Seeing that one of the right wings had become bald, he scolded angrily with a black face: "'Hanjiang Lonely Goose', Lao Tzu remembers you!"

At that moment, he withdrew his wings and fought with the Manichaeans with only one iron palm.

The iron sand palm pays attention to the more frustration the more courageous, and there is no turning back, Shangguan Yunxin swayed the palm power, and there are offensive tricks everywhere, opening and closing. It didn't take long for a strange howl to ripple everywhere in the entire attic.

The iron applause was mighty, pressing step by step, and the palm power swayed to the ground, and the wooden planks were shattered one after another, and the momentum was quite amazing.

But the Manichaean people are overwhelming, except for the four masters in the field, the rest of the minions, big and small, all use the weapons on their bodies as hidden weapons and throw them at Shangguan Yunxin.

At this moment, Shangguan Yunxin even carried twelve layers of strength on his palms, and his face turned purple when he landed, and his palms shone brightly in the candlelight, but he heard the strange roar of all kinds of hidden weapons being knocked away.

Fang La's strength was already three points weaker than him, and even though the great move was exquisite, his close combat was not as clever as Shangguan Yunxin. Although the Holy Fire Order's martial arts were weird, every time it was about to hit, it would be slapped down by Shangguan Yunxin's iron palm. When everyone saw it, they were all shocked, and they knew that the first palm of this Lingyan Pavilion was really powerful.

But the suffering is only known to Shangguan Yunxin himself. After many shots, no matter how strong the palm is, it is also shocked and painful. Whew! Taking advantage of the horror of everyone, Shangguan Yunxin flew up with four palms, smashed the yellow dragon, and pounced into the arms of Fang La's four people.

Everyone was shocked and hurriedly retreated.

Boom!

The four of them took a step back, and Shang Yunxiao, who had the weakest skills, took five steps back in a row and coughed up blood.

Shangguan Yunxin laughed, and he didn't know when he had arrived in front of the show bed, and without waiting for Fang La's reaction, he picked up Hestia and flew out of the attic.

......

At this time, the emperor had just made a "dry land onion", rising more than two feet high from the sea, taking advantage of the momentum to rush forward, and it could be worthy of landing on the bow of the big ship.

Before he could stand firmly, in the long sky, there was a whistle, and Fang La's voice sounded: "Shangguan Yunxin, you are looking for !! death"