Chapter 1185: Cheat

The situation was deadlocked again, and Fang Bai had a dilemma. How could he catch the quarter baht? Would he let him go like this?
More importantly, Jiba knew the situation in Dingzhong. Those people were Fang Bai's killer and could not be exposed easily.
No one can put it!
But if he doesn't let him go, Lan Canghai will kill people. No matter who died, Fang Bai will regret it!
"He was taken hostage, didn't you?" Xiang Yu's indifferent voice sounded, and he was behind him.
Fang Bai's mind brightened, and the eleven souls of the Eight Holy Gates were collected. The two were arranged at the Eight Holy Gates.
The Eight Holy Gates only knew that they were not dead, but they did not know that they were already Fang Bai. The gods sank into the refining heaven tripod, and the tripod was immediately busy.
Xiang Yu's words were clearly transmitted to the Ba Shengmen camp. This sentence was meant for both Fang Bai and Ba Shengmen.
Some people in the Eight Sacred Gates became impatient, at least an old monster with a history of more than a thousand years. Which one has no relatives or disciples? It's not uncommon even a dozen generations apart, like Xiang Yu and Xiang Yan.
Imagine how intricate the relationship can be?
"Fang Bai, the acquaintances let everyone go, otherwise, the old man killed the man first!" Some people couldn't help but strode in front of Tang Yimu, killing himself.
Lan Canghai's eyes sank, and he glanced back at the speaker, his face was somber and he didn't speak.
boom!
Fang Bai's intention to kill suddenly rose, and he dared to threaten him with Master. After anger, he gradually lost his position. Master really had something going on, and he would never forgive himself for life.
"Concerns are messy, don't forget what they said." Xiang Yu said lightly.
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Fang Bai's body was lightly shaken, and the authorities were fascinated. Xiang Yu was right. Master was right. This was a confrontation, no less dangerous than life and death.
The winner is in control, and the loser is at his mercy;
call!
Fang Bai took a deep breath, his heart gradually calmed down, his eyes were cold and terrible, and he said arbitrarily: "If any one goes wrong, our Fang Bai swore to destroy the Eight Holy Gates, and the chickens and dogs will not stay! Let alone, let my soul fly Don't die! "
The cold words spread all over the place, falling clearly in everyone's ears, but lightly full of murder. The vows are not poisonous, which is enough to illustrate the anger in the heart of this party!
The Eight Holy Men's powerful men heard the words, his heart trembled fiercely, and his back was creepy!
Yi Fangbai's current strength is enough to be feared. If he can really escape the birth today, it is not impossible to destroy the Eight Holy Gates.
Lan Canghai's eyes became more and more gloomy, the situation developed to this point, he can no longer shoot, not to fear Fang Bai, but to fear the Eight Holy Men.
Imagine that, as the elder of the Eight Holy Gates, you are stubbornly ignoring the lives of your disciples, and you will be criticized.
The man standing behind Tang Yimu froze. Fang Bai cares most about who he knows. He really wants to take a shot, and there is no room for turning!
Alchemy Dingzhong has already arranged properly. Fang Bai's sense of sight has been swept away. There are nine more figures in sight, but the quarter baht is not visible!
"Elder, save us!"
The harsh voice sounded terrible, smelling sad, seeing tears, shabby clothes, unkempt, bloody, extremely miserable!
"Elder, this person is impersonal. Save us!"
With a cry of sorrow, the nine men bravely rushed to advance, and the more miserable they were, the more miserable they were.
"Fang Bai, you are so despicable, why do you torture them so much?" Some Eight Saints could not help but yell.
"Destroy the heavens, be inhuman, and be despicable! Sin should be dead!" The cursing sounded like a tide, and the powerful men of the Eight Holy Gates were murderous, and they seemed to be killed at any time.
"To shut up!"
Fang Bai sang loudly, the sound of waves rolling, and the surroundings calmed down instantly.
Icy eyes swept through the void, and said coldly, "If you want to be mean, why can't it be me? Who's the first to catch people? Isn't it possible that the Eight Holy Gates can do it? I can't do it?"
"In the days of the Tianyuan continent, the Eight Holy Gates attacked me in cooperation with Zhan Tianzong for the sake of" Drug King Shending ", who was shameless?"
"As for the desolation, how much have the Eight Holy Gates done in these years, you know better than me. What are your faces here?"
Silence all around.
The rise of the Great Gate is a history of blood and tears, the disappearance of countless small gates, and the completion of a major gate, which will inevitably have some unsightly means.
The strong are respected, so no one has mentioned it, but they are not qualified to comment on Fang Bai!
How many times the Ba Shengmen have done!
Lan Canghai looked cold and did not say a word, the situation reversed, and the hot potato fell into his hands. The situation in front of him was clear, and Fang Bai would not let go of such an opportunity.
Quite simply, Fang Bai is at a disadvantage and will never give up any weight in his hand. Once he gives up, he can only wait to die.
The Eight Holy Gates are different. There are many options for the Eight Holy Gates. Even if the hostages are exchanged, Fang Bai is still surrounded by heavy crowds. Want to go? How easy is it?
Because of this, Lancanghai has no other choice but to choose to exchange!
If he refuses, will these people agree?
Right now there are nine combined states, and these people of Qingfeng Pavilion are just one combined state. The value is obvious!
But Lan Canghai forgot that not everyone would think so.
In Fang Bai's eyes, even if his friend is a commonplace, he is more precious than an unfamiliar saint!
"The old man can promise you," Lan Canghai said coldly, "but you have to release the seasonal baht."
The seasonal baht is different from ordinary people. In the eyes of Lancanghai, these nine combined conditions are not comparable to the seasonal baht.
Quite simply, the quarter baht is powerful, and it is very hopeful that it will break through the late stage of the union, and that is the most arrogant top!
"Sorry!"
Fang Bai said lightly: "He is dead, there is nothing he can do!"
In any case, Fang Bai will not hand over the quarter baht. Other people's exposure does not matter. Ge Qingdan and others can't expose it. That is his defense to break through the siege.
The strange soldiers have a chance to win. Once exposed, the major forces will take precautions and become more and more difficult!
"you……"
The Lan Canghai was burning in anger and cold, and he could not determine whether the quarter baht was alive or dead, which could not be confirmed!
After thinking about it, the Lancanghai was relieved, surrounded by more than three thousand situations, he did not believe that Fang Bai could escape.
At that time, the quarter baht is alive and naturally can be saved; if it dies, it will not help!
"it is good!"
Lancanghai said coldly: "Let people go!"
Fang Bai sneered: "Elder Lan, play these tricks, think I will still be fooled? If you want to let go, it is also your Eight Holy Gates that let go!"
"Why?" Lan Canghai said coldly.
Fang Bai smiled and said, "It's very simple, so many of you are surrounded, and you're afraid I can't run away? If you regret it, what can I do for you?"
Hahahaha!
Lan Canghai smiled angrily, "Okay, let's see if you have that courage and let go!"
With a casual gesture, the strong men of the Eight Holy Gates cast a shame on their faces and let go of the Qingfeng Pavilion.
Tang Yimu's eyes brightened, and the old man was relieved, not to escape the calamity, but to Fang Bai's growth. After many years, he finally grew up, and the world was alone.
Then he was deeply worried, how could he escape from birth?
Ouyang Wule, Ao Lingtian, and others stepped forward, glancing around proudly, and did not seem to take into account the more than three thousand situations.
The rise of Qingfeng Pavilion is coming, the only worry is whether it can survive the immediate crisis!
"Ugh!"
Tang Yimu came to Fang Bai, sighed, and didn't speak. What he said now was superfluous, why bother to say it again?
"Master, I will send you in first."
Fang Bai knew what Master wanted to say, and now was not the time to say that.
"Ok!"
Tang Yimu nodded. At present, he could not help with his strength. Instead, it would become a burden. Fang Bai's knowledge was swept away, and everyone was sent to Lian Tianding.
"Can you let it go now?" Lan Canghai said coldly.
"can!"
Fang Bai smiled and said, "You can go."
The voice dropped, and a strange scene happened. Nine people stood in front of Fang Bai and did not move. It seemed that they didn't hear anything at all.
Lan Canghai saw this, his frown lightly, and said coldly, "What are you waiting for?"
Nine people still do not move, let alone say they are willing to return to the Eight Holy Gates, the soul is still under the control of Fang Bai, can they go?
If Fang Bai really wanted to let them go, he would surrender his soul immediately, and no one would be stupid enough to think that Fang Bai would let them go.
Besides, the existence of the legend of Chaos Qi is so rich in Ding Zhong. For more than 20 years, some people have cultivated to improve their weight, and they really can't let go.
"Ok?"
Lan Canghai realized that something was wrong, and her expression became colder and angrily, "Fang Bai, do you want to be indifferent?"
Hahahaha!
Fang Bai laughed: "Everyone saw it. It wasn't that I didn't let them go, but that they didn't want to leave. What was it to do with me?"
"you……"
Lan Canghai finally understood that he was being played by Fang Bai. How can he stand in the eyes?
"Okay!"
Lan Canghai smiled angrily, "Since you want to find death, the old man will complete you and kill him!"