Senior Sister Wei ignored him, and was even ignored by an outer disciple, what is this? Long Ge felt a burst of shame when he thought of this.

"Boy, I'll give you a little color first!"

"Moonwind Legs!"

Before the surrounding disciples could react, Long Ge's body was surging with the sevenfold aura of Qi cultivation in an instant, and a few stride legs kicked directly at Fang Hao's body as soon as he raised his legs.

"Whew"

That leg felt like a gust of wind blowing, sweeping over all the disciples, making people's faces hurt.

However, that leg, just as he was about to split Fang Hao's back, was in an instant! Another flash of light disappeared between Fang Hao's fingers.

"Whew!"

The next moment, there was a "Ahhhh

A terrible scream suddenly came from behind Fang Hao.

The scream suddenly made the nearby disciples tremble, and then they looked in the direction of Long Ge, and their bodies trembled again.

After about two breaths, Fang Hao spoke in vain.

"Where did you come from, a fool, to interfere in the contradiction between me and 'Senior Sister Wei'!"

Fang Hao turned his head silently, with an indifferent look, he looked at Long Ge who was lying on the ground behind him holding his legs, only to see that the flying knife penetrated his knee and bled nonstop.

At this time, Fang Hao's heart was already in a state of volcanic eruption, and he had just been interrupted from his cultivation, and now he knew where the person came from, and he was ready to kick him without saying a word, where did Fang Hao still have a good face, what happened to the inner disciple?

In Long Ge, the moment he touched Fang Hao's indifferent eyes, his screams suddenly stopped abruptly. That murderous gaze sent chills down his back.

Xiao Wu next to him turned pale after seeing the process, he actually forgot.... He said to Long Ge that Fang Hao had such a trick.

At this time, the surrounding disciples were silent, looking at Fang Hao and not daring to speak.

"Ahh

Then Long Ge screamed inexplicably, instantly waking up the disciples present.

Their eyes looked at Long Ge here, and they found that the flying knife on his knee was gone, and instead the flying knife appeared in Fang Hao's hand with blood.

Obviously, Fang Hao's "gravitational technique" sucked the flying knife back again.

The surrounding disciples looked at the blood-red flying knife in Fang Hao's hand, and immediately swallowed a mouthful of saliva with great difficulty.

Even Senior Sister Wei in the sky couldn't help but be stunned.

"Senior Sister Wei, I don't think I need to wait for next time, today, I should be able to end the matter!"

Fang Hao turned around, and he didn't care about the two people behind him, looking up at the sky, facing the goddess in the sky.

"It's over, then you'll catch up with me first!"

Unexpectedly, Senior Sister Wei's face suddenly reversed, and even Fang Hao didn't react, she smiled lightly like a blooming flower, touching people's hearts. There are no two "tricks" behind Guan Fang Hao at all.

After speaking, the aura on Senior Sister Nawei's body flickered, and her white flying sword emitted a spiritual light, dragging her feet and flying into the distance.

"What? Senior Sister Wei is leaving like this?"

"It's... Wouldn't it?"

“.......”

The surrounding disciples couldn't help but be stunned, a little dumbfounded.

"Really, you think you're going to be able to run?"

Fang Hao smiled faintly, looking at the direction of Senior Sister Wei's slow flight, and did not show a disappointed expression.

Instead, Fang Hao's gaze looked at Xiao Wu, who was still trembling behind him, and he didn't even look at Long Ge who fell to the ground.

"What are you going to do?"

His face was pale and Xiao Wu, and he suddenly trembled again.

"What do you say?"

That Fang Hao's eyes looked at Xiao Wu as if he were looking at a little white sheep, he remembered that Xiao Wu seemed to have a pair of natal flying wings spiritual weapons.

........

Then, for a few breaths later, the disciples present looked at what happened next, and they were directly stunned and dumbfounded.

Xiao Wu even found someone to take revenge on him, of course Fang Hao would not be polite to him, and after beating him directly, he asked him to take out the flying wing spirit weapon.

Fang Hao tried it and found that it was his natal weapon, and others really couldn't use it at will.

Therefore, in the eyes of the disciples, such a scene happened.

in view.

I saw that on the other side of the sky, a white-robed young man stepped on a "birdman", chasing the girl in front of him who was slowly swallowing the sword and flying.

Needless to say, the "birdman" is Xiao Wu. At this time, Xiao Wu was flying in the air with enough strength, for fear that he would be crushed if he was careful.

And the young man standing on his back was naturally Fang Hao, his face was indifferent, he stood with his hands in his hands, and looked at Senior Sister Nawei who was flying in front of him lightly. He didn't have to worry about Xiao Wu making small moves at all, as long as he wasn't afraid of death.

The next moment!

A golden flying knife with a trace of blood appeared between his fingers, waiting for the right time to move at will.

Below the land!

"Oh my God, what did I see? Senior Sister Wei was actually being chased. ”

"Wow! Really, isn't that Senior Brother Fang Hao?

"It's really Senior Brother Fang Hao, could it be that Senior Brother Fang Hao also likes Senior Sister Wei?"

“.....”

In the sky, where Fang Hao and Senior Sister Nawei flew, they were all stunned for a while, especially when they saw that the person chasing Senior Sister Wei was none other than Fang Hao, who had been wanted by Senior Sister Wei for several days.

Suddenly!

The outer door shook, including the inner door, came out to see the bustle.

For a while, Fang Hao "liked" the news that Senior Sister Wei even did not hesitate to ask Xiao Wu for help, and there were various versions in the mouths of the disciples.

And those outer disciples who really witnessed the whole process were even more confused, they wanted to refute, but they were instantly drowned by the saliva of the outer disciples in other residences.

But this is not the point, the point is that Senior Sister Wei's beautiful image is still the goddess in the hearts of many inner disciples. It's just that at first they thought it was all a small fight outside the door, and they didn't pay much attention to it.

Sure enough, not long after, there was finally an inner disciple who couldn't sit still when he heard the news.

Afar!

A man who stepped on a flying sword and practiced eight qi followed closely and flew directly towards them.

"Wow, isn't that Senior Brother Zhang Fan from the inner gate?"

"That's right, I seem to have heard that he is also Ai Muwei's senior sister....."

"It is worthy of Senior Brother Fang Hao, he dares to compete with this kind of inner disciple master, and he admires him more and more...."

"Senior Brother Fang Hao, come on..."

Below, a group of disciples who were afraid that the world would not be chaotic were all excited.

At this time, Fang Hao, who was standing on Xiao Wu's back, finally lightened his coldness towards Senior Sister Wei, although all the contradictions could come from himself, and neither side had explained, after all, it was people's chastity, and it was the past to make this kind of hurtful nature, but Fang Hao still decided to teach her a lesson.

"Fang Hao, little thief, you've been chasing me for so long, what the hell do you want to do?"

With a beautiful smile on her face, Senior Sister Na Wei said to Fang Hao unreasonably, who knows what it means?

Therefore, Fang Hao also had a playful expression on his face at this time, looking at the beautiful woman flying in front of him and smiling faintly: "It's nothing, play!"

Hearing Fang Hao's words, Senior Sister Nawei suddenly choked, and suddenly didn't know what to answer.

Xiao Wu, who was still flying "desperately" at his feet, his eyes were wide open, what the hell are we flying just for fun?

......

On the other side of them, a man with a flying sword on his feet chased closer and closer, and long before, Fang Hao sensed his presence.

"Where did the boy from the outer door dare to blaspheme Senior Sister Wei!"

A voice came into Fang Hao's ears from afar.

I saw that the man was obviously a young man, definitely not eighteen years old, he was dressed in green clothes, flying with a sword, and he only looked at Fang Hao with naked contempt.

And Fang Hao, who was flying in front of him, didn't answer him, he was still standing on Xiao Wu's back, holding the flying knife between his fingers without the slightest movement, looking at the direction where Senior Sister Nawei was.

"Damn boy!"

Seeing that Fang Hao didn't pay attention to him, he was just angry.

Fang Hao instantly felt the emotional amplitude of this young man, and he couldn't help but feel depressed in his heart: "Is the temper of the inner disciple so big?"

"Wind Breathing!"

At a certain moment, the young man on the flying sword finally made a move, the aura on his body rioted, and a small gust of wind between heaven and earth was attracted to him, whirring towards Fang Hao's side.

"Fly to the right!"

Fang Hao ordered directly to Xiao Wu. With his senses, he naturally knew the weak point of the wind, but he didn't expect that this guy was the same as that Longge, and he would do it when he said he would do it.

Fang Hao turned his head and looked at the young man, his face suddenly became indifferent, he hated such people the most.

Below.

"Wow, I didn't expect Senior Brother Zhang Fan to catch up!"

"Really, it's so exciting that they're actually moving in the sky!"

“.....”

It didn't take long for many disciples to look at the sky on their faces, and they suddenly showed horror and horror.

"Look, Senior Brother Zhang Fan is about to fall from the sky!"

"What?

”.....“

In the field of vision, I saw the shadow of the green clothes in the sky, stepping on the flying sword and crumbling, and it seemed that it might fall from the air at any time.

Fang Hao, the initiator, the flying knife with a trace of blood in his finger has long since disappeared.