"Oh, so you're really Fang Zhuo?" the man's long sword slowed slightly. At this time, more disciples from the outer sect of the Bitter Sword Sect had already poured over, and one after another lights shone through. Fang Zhuo opened the door in the snow-like light.

"Yes, Uncle Cheng, he is Fang Zhuo. These outer disciples who had been staying in Outer Gate Fang City all year round naturally recognized Fang Zhuo, and as soon as they saw him go out, they immediately shouted one after another.

The young man known as Uncle Cheng looked Fang Zhuo up and down with scrutinizing eyes, and the long sword above his head fell back silently and was tucked away in the scabbard on his back.

"It turns out that you are Fang Zhuo. The monk surnamed Cheng nodded and said, "Then come with me! My master has been waiting for you for many days, so I am here every day." ”

"Dare to ask this ................... Fang Zhuo opened his mouth, but was interrupted by the one behind the monk surnamed Cheng.

Senior Brother Cheng has been here for ten days, and you haven't returned for a long time, so I'm also sent out to wait for you here. Come with us!" said the young man with a hint of arrogance on his face, and as soon as he raised his hand, a sword light was like a meteor, breaking through the night and disappearing into the distance.

Fang Zhuo's heart tightened again, knowing that he couldn't escape this time. That streamer is a sound transmission sword note, not to mention the extremely fast speed, it is a high-grade product that can only be refined by monks who are at least above the foundation. There is no doubt that this sound-transmitting sword note was sent to the master of these two people.

The master of the two elite disciples of the foundation building period, that must be the figure of the Jindan series.

With a move of his right hand, a long sword appeared at his feet. The long sword slowly grew larger, and the monk surnamed Cheng flew to the sword and said to Fang Zhuo: "Mr. Fang must not be able to fly, the matter is urgent, let me take you for a ride." ”

Fang Zhuo waved his hand and said, "Please wait." ”

He turned around and walked into the house, only to see Xiaobai quietly hiding behind the door with an iron rod in his hand. Although this little guy's spiritual sense is not as good as that of the silver bat, it is also extremely sensitive. It had already sensed Fang Zhuo's nervousness, so it was ready to fight in advance.

Fang Zhuo saw the little guy's majestic appearance, and then looked at the neatly placed spirit fruits on the side, and his heart was moved. He closed the door, picked up Xiaobai, and his divine sense quietly passed on his meaning.

Fang Zhuo asked it to hide in the house, and if he couldn't come back for three days, let Xiao Bai find a chance to return to the Mystery Realm by himself.

Who knew that Xiao Bai grabbed him and didn't let him go. Fang Zhuo's several attempts to persuade him were unsuccessful, he sighed and put it into the Jade Immortal Medicine Garden.

At this time, the urging outside had already begun, Fang Zhuo glanced at the room, turned around and walked out.

The two elite disciples of the Inner Sect of the Bitter Sword Sect rushed up one after the other, taking Fang Zhuo with them.

Fang Zhuo stood on top of the flying sword, the first time he flew in the air, he didn't have any excitement at this moment. His mind was spinning rapidly, on the one hand, he speculated about what the masters of these two people were looking for him, and on the other hand, he considered whether he would have a chance to fight for a chance to survive once it was really the matter of Zu Tong.

In the midst of this torment, the three of them and two swords soon arrived at the inner gate of the Bitter Sword Sect.

The route he entered this time was completely different from the route Fang Zhuo had taken when he tested the spirit root that time, and it seemed that this Bitter Sword Sect had different methods of entry for both inside and outside. However, Fang Zhuo didn't keep his mind and didn't pay attention to these.

After a few teleportations, the three of them came to a huge valley. At this time, it was already late at night, but everywhere you could see the disciples of the Bitter Sword Sect flying with Imperial Sword. Fang Zhuo secretly regretted in his heart, and said in his heart that if he fought to the death outside the sect just now, he might still have a chance to get out, but when he arrived here, he could see the masters of the foundation building period almost everywhere, and there was no longer any possibility for him to leave.

Although he had always been a little skeptical about what Zu Tong said before he died, Fang Zhuo was not worried at all. Now he can only gamble with a fluke mentality, and see what happened to these two people who brought him to the inner gate of the Bitter Sword Sect. Fang Zhuo actually still had some hope in his heart, because the two of them didn't start as soon as they met. If it was really revealed that he had killed Zu Tong, Fang Zhuo felt that these two people would probably overturn themselves as soon as they met.

With extremely complicated feelings, Fang Zhuo was led by the two to a tall building.

"After seeing my master in a while, be respectful. My master and his old man asked you something, and he answered honestly. One of them said coldly.

Fang Zhuo Muran glanced at him, his expression a little sluggish. The person who spoke glanced at him with a slight sneer, and said in his heart that these low-level little casual cultivators were really unacceptable.

When the three of them entered the building, they saw a glowing hedron inlaid with it everywhere. The light is soft and white, illuminating the interior of the building.

The two men led Fang Zhuo into a room, and one of them turned and hurried away.

Fang Zhuo looked at the cold face of the person beside him, hesitated again and again, and then plucked up the courage to ask, "May I ask senior, what is the matter with you bringing me here?"

The man glanced at Fang Zhuo, and Fang Zhuo suddenly felt cold all over, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake. There was no murderous aura in this person's eyes, only a trace of disdain, but Fang Zhuo felt a chill. It is also the foundation building period, and the gap between Zu Tong and this person is too big, and I don't know how much blood there is in the hands of this guy.

He didn't get an answer, and Fang Zhuo didn't have the courage to ask a second time, the situation was stronger than people! Fortunately, after waiting for a short time, the person from before came back. Fang Zhuo saw a middle-aged man walk in with the man, and looked Fang Zhuo up and down with a peaceful gaze.

Fang Zhuo couldn't feel any strong aura from this middle-aged man, but the silver bat in his arms shrank very tightly, and his own feelings also told him that this person was extremely powerful. Fang Zhuo knew very well that the reason why he couldn't feel this person's breath was because the gap between the two was too big.

"You are Fang Zhuo?"

The middle-aged man asked lightly.

Fang Zhuo had been guessing, struggling, and apprehensive in his heart, but after this question, he replied casually: "Yes." ”

A word blurted out, and Fang Zhuo calmed down instead. Now that you have arrived here, it is a matter of life or death, and it is better to face everything calmly.

Seeing that Fang Zhuo's entire person's aura suddenly calmed down, it was almost like two people from his previous performance, and the middle-aged man was slightly surprised. He examined Fang Zhuo again and asked, "I heard that you have a good drawing of talismans, and you are quite talented in this way?"

Fang Zhuo was slightly stunned when he heard this, he didn't know where Lu Dao asked this, he thought for a while and replied: "I can't talk about talent, it's just that I rely on this to make a living, so the kid naturally has to put more thought into it." ”

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, as if he was very satisfied with Fang Zhuo's answer. He stretched out his hand and said, "Show me a few of the talismans you draw." ”