Chapter 240: Defeated Soldiers

In the gloomy half of the sky, a strong light suddenly rose, and the screams were repeated one after another, and then came to an abrupt end, leaving only the still indifferent heaven and earth. As the bright light gradually dimmed, a white-haired figure gradually revealed.

The black clouds in the sky slowly dispersed, like a curtain opened, showing the starry sky in the open air, dotted with stars, and the moonlight was like water.

Fang Wenyuan's expression was indifferent, but there was a hint of anxiety in his eyes undisguised, and he immediately waved his hand, and the blue sky thunder ding trembled, turning into a streamer and returning to Fang Wenyuan's dantian.

Just as he was about to cast the thunder escape again, the wound on his right shoulder suddenly collapsed again, and the blood suddenly spurted outward, Fang Wenyuan snorted, and his face instantly turned extremely pale.

At this moment, a woman's voice sounded in her ears, and she said coldly: "Give me death!"

After saying that, a sinister aura went straight to the backbone, Fang Wenyuan no longer had time to care about the injuries on his body, his body was forcibly twisted, his right hand poked out like a ghost, and suddenly sparks flew everywhere, and the unbroken glove still lived up to its name, unbreakable. Qing Luo's ghost head knife was instantly grabbed by Fang Wenyuan.

Catching the white blade with her bare hands, Qingluo has not seen it, and when her master also checked her strength, he also caught her knife with his bare hands. But that was based on absolute strength, and Fang Wenyuan's ability to catch him was really beyond her comprehension.

Fang Wenyuan was not the slightest surprised by Qing Luo's sudden sneak attack, he seemed to have expected that Qing Luo would not die so easily. However, what he didn't expect was that Qingluo would be able to fight back in such a short period of time.

In the hands of the Demon Thoughts, the Qingtian Thunder Ding absorbs the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, and even absorbs the power of the Immortal Ding, and comes out of it plastically, with a real true body. Naturally, it also prompted the Qingtian Lei Ding to have extraordinary abilities, and the 'Lei Yang' technique that was just performed was the effect of the change of the Qingtian Lei Ding.

Killing more than a dozen disciples of the Blood Demon Sect in an instant, although Qingluo's identity is extraordinary and he has something to protect himself, he was able to come back to his senses in such a short period of time, and he made a sneak attack cleanly. Fang Wenyuan really didn't expect it.

The transformation of Fang Wenyuan's body made Fang Wenyuan more or less arrogant in his heart, and Qingluo's sneak attack sounded the alarm for him.

"Don't underestimate the heroes of the world!"

For some reason, Fang Wenyuan's heart suddenly appeared in his heart, a sentence from the storyteller when he was a child.

Holding the blade, Fang Wenyuan naturally wouldn't let go of the opportunity, and suddenly forcibly twisted it, directly twisting the ghost head knife in Qingluo's hand. However, this knife is indeed different from ordinary ghost head knives, and it immediately reverts to its original shape.

However, all the energy acting on the knife was transferred to Qingluo's body. It took her a few flips in the air to unload all her strength.

As soon as Fang Wenyuan raised his head, the cold light in his eyes was undisguised, he suddenly came to Qingluo's side, stretched out his left hand, and the yuan power spread out, and the wounded ring spun wildly, and the silver thread burst out.

A spiral was formed in the air, like a poisonous snake, and Qing Luo was wrapped in it in an instant, and with only a slight pull from Fang Wenyuan, Qing Luo would be chopped to pieces.

At this moment, the life-and-death crisis was unprecedentedly strong, and although Qingluo couldn't see the injury, he still clearly felt the danger. didn't care about anything else, and immediately said coquettishly: "Spare my life, the concubine body is willing to be a slave and a maid!" If you don't believe it, the concubine body is willing to offer the soul blood, and life and death are controlled by the master!"

After that, Qingluo stared at Fang Wenyuan's eyes quietly, first she had to see a trace of hesitation in it, even a trace of it, as long as Fang Wenyuan wavered, she would be able to continue to throw out more conditions, enough for her to live.

However, Fang Wenyuan's eyes were indifferent, with a murderous aura, and there was nothing. Today's Fang Wenyuan is no longer the original Fang Wenyuan.

The moment Su Qing died, Fang Wenyuan's heart died, and his heart was no longer the innocent heart it had at the beginning.

The influence of the poisonous lady on him, the encounter in the secret realm of the demon fairy, the encounter in the secret realm of Caixia, the encounter in the ten thousand demon map, the influence of the fox demon on him, and the damage caused to him by the heart demon. All of this is showing him the way, a way out of the benevolence of the house.

Even though Fang Wenyuan had such a reaction, Qingluo was still unwilling and swung his knife at Fang Wenyuan.

As the knife flashed, Qingluo's pupils began to contract, and when the long knife in his hand touched the silver thread, there were flush fractures like tofu. The entire blade was suddenly broken into several pieces.

She couldn't see the silver thread, so this scene was even more terrifying for it.

At the last moment, a black glow loomed, and a black coffin appeared strangely, enclosing Qingluo inside. The invincible Silver Line of Injury actually encountered a trace of resistance, Fang Wenyuan's face changed, and he snorted coldly.

The yuan force in his hand increased, the wound ring rotated again, and the black coffin made a clicking sound, and in just a short moment, it would be dismantled.

At this moment, a young man who looked like a farmer appeared in front of the coffin, and with lightning speed, he reached out to break open the coffin and rescued Qingluo and the girl.

A blood flower bloomed, the young man was still a step too late, and one of Qingluo's legs was cut off by a detachment.

Fang Wenyuan put his hands behind his back, looked around coldly, and said lightly: "Since you're here, why don't you come out?"

The peach fragrance hit the face, and the delicate voice sounded, "Yo! I haven't seen you for a few years, but the demeanor of the son is still the same!"

The sky full of peach blossoms fell, forming a bridge, and a woman strolled barefoot, this woman's clothes did not cover her body, but she covered it just right, and her proud figure was fully displayed. This woman is Shi Wan'er, the holy daughter of Lanyue Pavilion.

Behind her, a man in a strong suit walked with a gloomy face, looking at Shi Wan'er with a kind of resentment in his eyes, as if he didn't like Shi Wan'er dressed like this, but he was helpless. This person is Chiyan City, when he was in the Caixia Secret Realm, Fang Wenyuan's men were defeated.

Behind them, men and women, in pairs, the women are beautiful and the men are handsome.

Fang Wenyuan sneered and said, "I haven't seen you for a few years, and the wind and dust on the girl's body have not diminished in the slightest!

Shi Wan'er was not ashamed or annoyed, she covered her mouth and smiled, her smile trembled, and her peach blossom eyes were secretly sent by the autumn waves, and said: "How can there be any young talents, but they are just some prodigal sons with better skins!

This answer is also in line with Shi Wan'er's personality, but she didn't refute it, and she also boasted about Fang Wenyuan, which made Fang Wenyuan a little surprised, and said: "The girl praised it falsely, Fang doesn't like the of Lanyue Pavilion!"

Although his mouth was dirty, Fang Wenyuan put on a polite and polite look, and his serious appearance made people feel that he was not scolding, but appreciating. It's just serious nonsense!

The strength of the Lanyue Pavilion itself is not strong, but the standard for accepting apprentices in the Lanyue Pavilion is beauty. Therefore, using the beauty, the guests of Lanyue Pavilion can be said to be all over the world.

In the entire south of Southern Xinjiang, almost everyone knows the women of Lanyue Pavilion, so the of Lanyue Pavilion, this sentence has long been circulating.

However, no one dared to say this sentence in front of Lanyue Pavilion, because once it was said, it would mean that the king of Hades would post it, which would be no different from death.

Leng Xingui is the Holy Son of the Blood Demon Sect, so he naturally dares to say it, but if he wants to say to the Pavilion Master of Lanyue Pavilion that he will borrow his courage, he will not dare. The same is true for Lu Han, who is also the Holy Son of the Yunsha Sect, and he can't do it!

Fang Wenyuan dared to say that it was because the Evil Sect had already started a war with the Fei Bo Sect, and he had already torn his face anyway, so he didn't have to care.

After Shi Wan'er heard this, she flicked her sleeves, and her originally shy face became angry, and she said word by word: "Childe said this, but he will be responsible to the end!"

At this time, Chiyan City couldn't hold back any longer, bullied himself, and went straight to Fang Wenyuan, pinching the trick with both hands, and said, "Demon art, blood bat!"

A stream of blood converged on the surface of Chiyan City, quickly transformed into a blood-colored bat, opened its fangs, and went straight to Fang Wenyuan. The evil aura of the sound made everyone above look up at him.

However, Fang Wenyuan didn't even look at it, stretched out his hand without the slightest fireworks, and said lightly: "Demon art, take the soul!"

A gray 'snatch' character inscription slowly flew in front of the blood bat, and Chiyan City also knew the horror of this rune, but no matter how hard he tried, the blood bat did not dodge. The strange rune was so lightly imprinted on the blood bat's forehead.

In just a moment, all the essence was drained in an instant, and it became skinny and bone-like, and the water in the whole body, including the Yuan Force, was drained, and it turned into powder and dissipated in a blink of an eye.

Chiyan City's pupils shrank, he looked at Fang Wenyuan incredulously, and said, "You actually know how to do witchcraft!"

Fang Wenyuan looked at Chiyan City and said, "Who is my Dao, it turned out to be you, when you were in the Caixia Secret Realm, but you said that if you don't kill me, you won't be a person?"

can be described as bitter and mean, Fang Wenyuan's speaking style is also imperceptibly changing, changing with his heart. As soon as these words came out, almost everyone laughed!

Facing Fang Wenyuan's words, Chiyan City had no time to think about it, he couldn't figure out one thing, and he was still speculating in his heart: "Why does Fang Wenyuan know demonic arts? Isn't he a thunder-based spell, how can this Taoist sect be a fellow practitioner of demonic arts?"

Back then, I experienced unbearable pain for the sake of cultivating demon arts!

As soon as he thought of this, Chi Yan City's heart was extremely unbalanced. Only at this time did he react to Fang Wenyuan's words just now, and his heart became even more angry.

He whispered, "Blood Bat Change!"

A pair of fleshy wings emerged from under his armpits, two fangs protruding, and his eyes turned blood-red, with a bloodthirsty madness.

Fang Wenyuan was not afraid, stretched out his hand and pointed at it from afar, and said in a low voice: "Grab it!"

Chiyan City suddenly trembled and fell from the sky, and a young man in the Lanyue Pavilion caught him.

But he still couldn't stop the trembling on his body, and a blood-red aura flowed out of his seven orifices and fell into Fang Wenyuan's hands!

Fang Wenyuan said disdainfully: "Your subordinates are defeated, and you can't measure yourself!"