Jiang Ming is a smart person, and he simply scoffs at the kind of righteous battle that goes all the way to the dark and does not hit the south wall and does not look back. In his opinion, he Jiang Ming never did anything uncertain, and it was the real wisdom to be able to calm down and think about it when he encountered a disadvantage, instead of blindly resisting hard grinding. While courage is commendable to take advantage of the situation, isn't it a wise strategy to assess the situation?

For example, now, the formation displayed by Fang Ling calmed him, and while he was annoyed and angry, he quickly calmed down and secretly thought about countermeasures: Since he can't deal with it, then thirty-six strategies are the best strategy! This time is not worth the trip, after all, he also tried to find out that the Fang family actually hid such a powerful Yuan Infant Ancestor, which is also a great achievement for himself.

Jiang Ming, who had figured this out, immediately put away the longbow in his hand and was about to run into the distance. But before he could fly out of the hundreds, a huge sense of danger appeared in his heart.

His divine thoughts flashed, and he saw eighteen cyan sword lights, flying straight towards him at a faster speed than just now.

If he was slashed by these eighteen sword lights, Jiang Ming had no doubt that he might be directly chopped into pieces.

Knowing that he was desperately trying to escape forward, he would definitely not be able to escape this fast-moving flying sword, and he did not hesitate at all, and with the spell in his hand, the giant bow turned into a purple-gold thundercloud in the void.

"I'm a disciple of Han Fazun, what are you going to do?" Jiang Ming shouted loudly at the moment when the thunder cloud collided with the eighteen flying swords.

Jiang Ming has always been very proud of the fact that he is a disciple of Han Fazun. But now, he is not proud.

If it weren't for the stake, he would never have shouted such humiliating words. Take out your master's name and pray for the other party to let him go. It's the equivalent of throwing his face on the ground and letting someone else step on it.

However, compared to his face, Jiang Ming understands that his life is the most important, and if he loses his life here, then he will have nothing.

When you go back, you must encourage the master to do something to this family. When the time comes, he must refine this opponent's divine soul into ashes.

No, can't be so cheap for him. It takes a hundred years for him to be tempered by yin fire before he is wiped out.

"Boom"

The purple-gold thundercloud was split into two sections in the roar, and a purple-blue giant sword with a length of ten zhang was ten zhang. Slowly falling from the void.

This sword light. It fell very slowly, but under this sword light, Jiang Ming felt like a mouse being targeted by a snake, and he couldn't resist if he wanted to.

No, it should be said that he didn't even have the slightest strength to resist, and at this moment, his heart was full of fear. His mind told him, no matter what means he used. All have to leave.

But under the pressure of the greatsword, he seemed to flee in either direction. It's a dead end.

No, it should be said that either direction, that's a dead end.

The threat of death filled his heart with fear, and under this fear, he couldn't help but shout: "You can't kill me, you can't kill me! If you kill me, my Wanfa Hall will not let you go!"

"My master is Han Fazun, my master is a half-step powerful Han Fazun, if you kill me, my master will let you die without a place to be buried!"

"Your Fang family, your Fang family will all turn into ashes!"

With these words, Jiang Ming shouted louder and louder, and the faces of the Ten Thousand Law Hall disciples who were standing in the void became extremely ugly at this time. After all, this screamer is their ancestor of the infant.

And his screaming, to be honest, is really not an ordinary shame.

It should be said that the shame has come to grandma's house!

But even if it was a shame, they could only endure it, after all, Jiang Ming was the Infant Ancestor, and the position was much higher than that of the Infant Ancestor, even if he was not in tune, they could not disobey him in the slightest.

And those disciples of the Fang family, one by one, looked at this qiē with high spirits, they also didn't believe that this was true, but the people who saw this scene felt that their hearts were extremely refreshing.

Especially Fang Chonghe, the arrogant appearance of the Yuanying Elder of the Ten Thousand Law Hall just now, it can be said that his lungs almost exploded.

And now, his appearance is really enjoyable to watch. He even wanted to take Fang Ling's place and accept Jiang Ming's plea.

However, as a Jindan real person, he thinks more. If Fang Ling really killed this Jiang Ming with one sword, then Jiang Ming's master, which ancestor would finish this matter.

For this Han Fazun, Fang Chonghe was like thunder, and he didn't know what kind of realm the half-step power was, but he knew one thing, that is, the great elder in his clan was definitely not Han Fazun's opponent.

Otherwise, all these years, the Fang family would not have been able to raise their heads under the suppression of Wanfa Hall.

"Fang Ling Daoyou, don't hurt Jiang Ming Daoyou!" Although Fang Shengyun also couldn't get used to Jiang Ming's style, and even felt very disgusted for Jiang Ming's greed for life and fear of death, but as the fourth elder of the Fang clan, he thought more.

Jiang Ming is not important, the important thing is Han Fazun, once Jiang Ming is killed and Han Fazun is provoked, then the Fang family will face a huge disaster.

"Haha, take your sword back, you ...... The four elders of your Fang family have already spoken to you, hahaha, hurry up and take back your sword. After Jiang Ming heard Fang Shengyun's shout, he suddenly became energetic, and there was a kind of joy in his words.

No, it shouldn't be said that he was happy, but it should be said that he was a paranoid arrogance, the shouting just now made him lose face, so he wanted to take advantage of Fang Shengyun's shout to pull back his lost face.

In other words, he wanted Fang Ling to lose face with him, so that it would seem that he was not too ruthless in losing face.

For his appearance, Fang Ling just glanced at him coldly, and the huge giant sword still fell from the void.

The speed at which the sword fell was not fast, but Jiang Ming felt like a mountain pressing on him, and under this mountain, he felt that his breathing was extremely difficult.

Ten Zhang...... Hachijo...... Liuzhang ......

Fang Ling's sword was getting slower and slower, but Jiang Ming's heart slowly sank to the bottom of fear, after Fang Shengyun shouted out to ask Fang Ling to stop, he thought that his life was saved, but he didn't expect that Fang Ling didn't pay attention to Fang Shengyun's shouts at all, and the sword light was still falling.

If he is slashed by this sword light, he will definitely be wiped out.

"This fellow Daoist, this is all a misunderstanding, the family teacher is really Han Fazun, then you four elders have already asked you to stop, what do we have to do, let's talk slowly. ”

Jiang Ming's pleading again was only exchanged for Fang Ling's faint smile. In the midst of this laughter, he saw the magic trick in Fang Ling's hand pinch, and the speed at which the giant sword fell suddenly increased by two points.

Sizhang ...... Sanzhang ...... Two zhang ......

Jiang Ming didn't doubt that as long as Fang Ling's giant sword fell, what was waiting for him was to be wiped out, his eyes widened, and at this moment, he was full of fear.

"This senior, you...... Don't be like me, the tutor is really ...... Be...... Han Fazun!"

Fang Ling smiled coldly, his expression was not moved in the slightest, and this time, a figure flew from a distance, and he heard the man say loudly: "Fang Ling, hurry up and release Jiang Daoyou, if there is anything, let's talk slowly!"

The one who shouted this sentence was Fang Shengtian, the great elder of the Fang family!

Jiang Ming was facing Fang Shengtian, he also understood Fang Shengtian's status in the Fang family, and the feeling of being alive in death made his heart beat faster.

"Damn it, your Great Elder has already spoken, why don't you hurry up and take back your flying sword, I'll tell you, if you don't kneel down and apologize to me, this matter, my Wanfa Hall and your Fang clan are not finished!"

Jiang Ming's words changed again, making the disciples of the Ten Thousand Law Hall who came with him feel a little unable to raise their heads. They didn't believe that Elder Jiang, who had always been high in their eyes and liked to control a qiē, was actually this virtuous.

Fang Ling's sword paused in mid-air, this time, a smile appeared on Jiang Ming's face, he didn't hesitate, the whole person directly turned into a streamer of light, and fled into the distance.

Although he has character problems, he is able to grasp every inch of opportunity in the face of the threat of death.

As long as he escapes from the range of this great sword, his life will be saved!

As one of the few people in the Ten Thousand Laws Hall who can cultivate the Ten Thousand Laws to Return to the Sect, Jiang Ming also has his unique advantages when he escapes.

In this moment of life and death, he urged all the essence of Yuan Ying, and the whole person was instantly divided into fifteen phantoms, and each phantom made people look more like a thunderbolt.

Spectroscopic Shadowing!

The mastery of the Ten Thousand Laws Returning to the Sect is generally invincible when used to escape. But every time it is urged, it damages the essence and blood in the user's heart.

Therefore, when they are not in desperation, the monks of the Ten Thousand Law Hall will definitely not use this method.

After all, people's essence and blood are limited, even if they are monks, it is easy to restore the true element, but there is such a thing as essence blood, which is to use a little less.

Thinking that it was very likely that he would have to use half a jiazi to recover the lost essence blood, Jiang Ming's heart was a burst of blood. At the same time, he secretly gritted his teeth in his heart, as long as there was a chance, he must let this opponent pay for his blood debts.

You must ask the master to come out and kill this demon.

The Fang family cannot be stayed, and all the people of the Fang family will die!

One thought after another flashed in Jiang Ming's heart, and after he cast the method of splitting light and turning shadows, he was no longer worried about his life and death.

Fang Ling's sword light flashed a glimmer of life for himself, and with this glimmer of life, if Fang Ling wanted to kill himself again, it would be impossible at all.

With more than a dozen figures, can he tell which one he is?

And to escape by yourself, it only takes a moment, a blink of an eye, or half a breather is enough.

Fang Shengyun looked at Jiang Ming, who was like a dozen thunderbolts escaping in all directions, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he knew that this time that the hateful Jiang Ming had picked up another life.

And this is actually the best way he wants from the bottom of his heart. (To be continued......)

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