Fang Zhuo's face turned cold, and his left and right hands slapped out separately.

With a snap, his left hand pressed on the blood chain, and a cloud of ice blue aura suddenly exploded!

With a bang, a red light shot out from his right hand, shooting on the face of the demon cultivator surnamed Bian!

"Hmm——!" Bian surnamed Mo Xiu let out a muffled snort of pain, and then his head began to writhe hard!

On the blood chain, patches of ice blue color spread rapidly, and soon most of the blood tongue and blood chain were frozen!

These were the two talismans that Fang Zhuo had carefully refined. The talisman itself was not a high-level spell, but what was sealed inside the talismans was Fang Zhuo's innate spiritual power!

The horror of innate spiritual power, Fang Zhuo had already known it, and as soon as it came out at this time, the demon cultivator surnamed Bian could no longer resist it!

As soon as Fang Zhuo's sword flashed into his hand, he was about to smash the head of the demon cultivator surnamed Bian with a single sword. However, the Hidden God Sword had already hit the head of the Demon Cultivator surnamed Bian one step ahead of the other at this time! That head had eaten the stab of the Hidden God Sword, and it actually made a loud sound of gold and iron! The Hidden God Sword was so sharp, it only pierced into the depth of half an inch!

Fang Zhuo was amazed at the hardness of this head, and was thinking about how to deal with it, at this time, the head in the flames suddenly let out a terrible strange sound, and then Fang Zhuo saw that the bone joints with five or six blood chains suddenly burst open!

A cloud of blood mist suddenly spread in the snow layer! Fang Zhuo saw that the blood mist seemed to have some kind of thrust, and their appearance suddenly pushed the blood chain surnamed Bian Demon Cultivator and the broken blood chain out of the snow layer!

Fang Zhuo could only leap out of the snow layer with his sword, but he saw that half of the blood chain was flying in the air like a snake with a bloody tongue, and it was once again linked to the blood chain in the mouth of the demon cultivator surnamed Bian. Without waiting for Fang Zhuo to make a move, the blood chain swam rapidly in the air, quickly flying away with the still burning head! Although there were still ice-blue frozen remnants on the blood chain, it seemed that the blood mist that erupted after the blood chain exploded provided it with enough power.

The remaining few Demon Dao disciples seemed to have received a notice, and they were all desperately retreating, breaking through in one direction.

Yun Rong previously injured one leg of Xiaobai's opponent with Xiao Bai's cooperation. But this person's cultivation is much higher than Xiao Bai, Xiao Bai relies on his extremely flexible body and huge strength plus his tough fur, which can only drag him down.

At this moment, I saw the crowd retreating. This person struggled to force Xiaobai away. also limped backwards.

Fang Zhuo hurriedly chased after him with his sword, but unexpectedly, the demon cultivator surnamed over there turned around and stared at him fiercely, and he actually detonated a blood chain again!

This time, the blood chain that detonated was three feet long, and it was almost all left. A large area of blood mist suddenly wrapped up all the demon cultivators, and then suddenly flew into the air and flew away!

Fang Zhuo's divine sense moved, and a gray shadow passed through the blood mist. A muffled snort. An arm fell.

The Hidden God Sword silently entered the snow layer, and Zheng Zheng helped Yun Rong scatter the remaining blood birds with two sounds. Yun Rong's palm clasped and covered all the blood droplets that were struggling. Then, a trace of soul power shot out of her body, wrapping the blood droplets drop by drop, and then brought them into her body.

She had absorbed so much essence blood and soul power at once. The soul body has turned a little red. Yun Rong turned around silently in the snow, put away all the treasures of the dead demon cultivators, and then turned into a faint soul shadow, disappearing into the Soul Palace on Fang Zhuo's waist.

"Thank you, senior brother, I don't know who this senior brother is, ............?" Seeing the enemy being killed by the person in front of him in the blink of an eye, Kang Yao felt that he couldn't speak well. Obviously, this person is at the level of Qi training, how can he be so powerful?

"Bitter Sword Sect Fang Zhuo. Fang Zhuo clenched his fists and said, "Fellow Daoists of Luoying Valley, my senior brother has already left. I'm going to get to him. You can't stay here. The people of your sect should come soon when they see the spiritual news, and I think you should be safe. ”

Fang Zhuo said. With a fist, he turned and galloped away.

"There was another person helping us just now?" a disciple from Luoying Valley asked stupidly.

"Nonsense! Where do you think that flying sword came from? And that long whip that came out of the snow! The one who didn't show up was at least the elite disciple of the inner sect at the peak of the Bitter Sword Sect's foundation!" someone said loudly.

Not to mention these disciples of Luoying Valley who are here to clean up the mess. Fang Zhuo was in a hurry to leave for a reason.

One is that he doesn't want to expose his full strength. If you stay, the other party will inevitably ask questions, and the flying sword will inevitably be asked. He simply gave the credit for killing people with a sword to a "senior brother" who didn't exist at all, let them think for themselves. Anyway, he was swinging his sword and slashing, and the flying sword was faintly flashing everywhere, and others couldn't be sure that it was his envoy.

Second, he fought against the Blood Bird and the Blood Chain one after another, and also suffered internal injuries that needed to be treated as soon as possible.

Thirdly, he already knew that people from other sects had arrived.

From beginning to end, the silver bat was in mid-air. Fang Zhuo strictly ordered it not to enter the battle casually. The silver bat is one of his hole cards, and the power of the impact of the divine sense is very considerable! Moreover, the silver bat has a strange origin, and it is best not to be known.

The silver bat flies high and naturally sees far. It saw more than a dozen figures rushing towards it, and there were Fang Zhuo's acquaintances inside. Fang Zhuo didn't want to be bumped into by acquaintances at the moment. Although this person is Wen Hang, a ghost who has a good relationship with him.

If Wenhang arrived, he would know that he had saved these people by himself, and he would have to make a mistake. That Wenhang is not one of these people in Luoying Valley, although he has a body of cultivation, and his fighting skills are extremely poor. It is very likely that Wen Hang found some problems from the battlefield and the descriptions of the disciples of Luoying Valley, so Fang Zhuo flashed quickly. As he left, he walked through the middle of the battlefield, deliberately bringing up a large amount of snow and a strong wind!

Fang Zhuo rushed quickly, carrying a rolling snow dragon behind him. In the opposite direction from him, a cold shout came: "Yin Ghost Sect Wenhang has brought all the junior brothers and sisters to come to help!

Yin Ghost Gate Wenhang, that is the character in the "Red Phoenix Peerless Universe, Xiao Ao Cihang", the leader among the contemporary young people in the Fulong Mountain Cultivation Realm! That word "Hang" is talking about him. Kang Yao was overjoyed when he heard this, and responded loudly.

By the time Wen Hang arrived with the disciples of the Yin Ghost Sect, Fang Zhuo had already gone away, leaving only a faint snow shadow flying in the distance. Seeing a messy battlefield, the people of the Yin Ghost Sect were shocked, and while they began to help the disciples of Luoying Valley to save them, they asked what had happened.

Fang Zhuo galloped all the way up the mountain. He didn't go far, he found a place with thick snow, plunged headlong into the thick snow, and then dodged into the medicine garden space.

"How are you?" Looking at Fang Zhuo, Zhou Baiping's mood was very complicated. The battle just now is tedious to say, but in fact the time is very short. Zhou Baiping has also been in the battle for a long time, and has come to this day step by step with her strength. But after looking at Fang Zhuo's performance just now, Zhou Baiping doubted that compared to Fang Zhuo's Qi cultivation period, which was stronger or weaker.

The Hidden God Sword's waiting for the opportunity to kill, every time the timing of the attack was just right, and the angle, strength, and speed of each attack were completely beyond Zhou Baiping's expectations! The flying sword control itself was the patent of the disciples of the foundation building period, and those who were able to come into contact with the flying sword during the qi training period were probably very few in the entire history of the Bitter Sword Sect in the past ten thousand years. And those who can master the flying sword and use it freely during the Qi training period have not heard of it!

This is still Zhou Baiping didn't notice the existence of Ying Xingjian, if she knew that Fang Zhuo could control two flying swords at the same time to attack in different forms, she would definitely be even more surprised!

"Senior sister, let me heal first. Fang Zhuo spit out, then quickly took a few pills and sat cross-legged in front of the mysterious bluestone.

Wave after wave of life spiritual power seeped into Fang Zhuo's body, and with his elixir, the injuries in his body gradually eased.

Zhou Baiping stood aside with a little nervousness, quietly protecting the Dharma for him. Two ice-blue spirit rats crouched quietly beside her, looking at Fang Zhuo with a little nervousness. Zhou Baiping didn't know what to do, her two little spirit pets seemed to be very scared when they saw Fang Zhuo.

Sensing that its master's condition was not good, the green golden worm quietly drilled around Fang Zhuo's feet. Xiao Bai, who came in with Fang Zhuo, was already asleep on top of the mysterious bluestone at this moment. The little guy contributed a lot, and he also had many minor injuries on his body, and at this moment, he was using sleep to absorb life spiritual power and the pill given by Fang Zhuo to recover.

Only the silver bats stopped outside, still slowly flying and hovering high in the sky, alerting the surrounding situation.

Fang Zhuo's internal injuries were not very serious at first, but after a series of fights, forcibly suppressing the injuries and urging his spiritual power to burst out of physical strength, his injuries became more and more aggravated again and again. Fortunately, he has a unique physique and is able to recover extremely quickly. However, internal injuries are different from red injuries and always need time to recuperate.

It was the first time Fang Zhuo had been injured so badly, and this time it actually took four hours to heal!

Finally recovering from his injuries, Fang Zhuo felt hungry. He opened his eyes and saw Zhou Baiping guarding with concern, obviously worried about himself, and couldn't help but feel hot in his heart.

"Senior sister, I'm fine. Fang Zhuo stood up and moved his hands and feet, feeling that although the injury had not healed, it was almost gone.

"Huh——!" Zhou Baiping exhaled lightly, regained her coldness and said, "It's okay if it's okay." ”

Zhou Baiping originally had a lot of questions she wanted to ask Fang Zhuo, but at this moment, her eyes were looking at each other, and she suddenly felt that there was no need to ask any questions. Fang Zhuo was very real standing in front of him, as for the secret on him, let him continue to be a secret. The road to cultivating the truth is the most important thing, and whoever goes all the way will have more or less secrets?

Fang Zhuo scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "Let Senior Sister worry." ”

"If you are still so reckless next time, I will be really angry!" Zhou Baiping said hatefully. (To be continued.) )