Chapter 1811: Why don't I help you kill him?

"The ten of us can form two square Promise formations, and then lurking in the periphery of the Bishui Sect. As long as you meet the disciples of the Bishui Sect, if you are sure to hunt down, you will not hesitate to shoot! If you are not sure, hide yourself, don't expose yourself in advance. . Well, if we don’t make a move, we will hurt our opponent as soon as we make a move!"
There were still more than three hundred miles away from the territory of the Bishui Sect. Fang Bai and the others fell in a valley. Fang Bai told Fang Yun and others what he thought in his heart.
Of the ten of them, Fang Bai can act alone, and eight of the remaining nine can form two quadrilateral infinite formations, with the remaining one as a reserve force to provide support at any time.
Fang Yun and other nine people are all powerful Thunder Tribulation two-tier powers. They form a group of four to form an offensive and defensive, powerful quadrilateral infinite formation. Once the formation is completed, they will be able to snipe and kill the powerful Thunder Tribulation four-fold or even five-fold. The strong.
As for Fang Bai, he himself is the Thunder Tribulation Triple Cultivation Base, and he can control the puppet corpse of the Thunder Tribulation Seventh Layer. Various methods are emerging one after another, and he is directly directed at the strongman at the level of the Bishui Sect Master or the Elder.
At the moment, Fang Bai and Dongfang Ruhua were standing aside, watching Fang Yun and the others practice the Sifang Promise Formation several times. After they were sufficiently proficient in their practice, after careful arrangements, they were divided into four teams and left each. .
Fang Yun, Su Linglong, Baili Mingyue, and Dongfang Rushi form a team; Wu De, Lightning Mink, Niu Ben, and Xiong Hero form a team; Fang Bai and Dongfang Ruhua form a team alone.
Among them, Dongfang Ruhua is responsible for supporting Fang Yun or Wu De at any time.
Fang Bai had already taught Fang Yun the secret technique of concealing breath. As long as they were careful, it would not be easy for Bi Shui Sect to discover their existence.
Fang Bai’s four teams were guarded in the east, west, south, and north directions of the Bishuizong, so that no matter where the Bishuizong disciples entered and exited the sect, they would face Fang Bai and others' sniper hunting.
Fang Bai, because of the strongest strength and the most means, took the initiative to guard the passage that entered and exited the Bishui Zongshan Gate.
This is a primitive dense forest on the right side of the mountain road, with weeds growing above the head.
Fang Bai concealed himself among a clump of weeds, paying close attention to the movement on the mountain road.
For the next two days, Fang Bai saw many disciples of the first and second levels of the Thunder Tribulation in the Blue Water Zong going out or returning, but he had forbeared not taking any action.
In Fang Bai's view, the disciples of the inner and outer courtyards can only be regarded as small fish and shrimps. Killing them will not cause Bishuizong's muscles and bones.
Only by slaying the elite disciples and even high-level members of his sect, will the Bishui Sect feel the pain unforgettable.
On the third day, Fang Bai finally waited for his chance.
"Deacon Zhou, wait a minute! Our brothers have something to say, don't be angry..."
On the mountain road, two Bishuizong deacons walked one after another.
These two deacons, judging by their apparent age, were all over a hundred years old. One was tall and thin, and the other was short and fat. Among them, the tall and thin one walked in front, and the short and fat one followed closely, constantly explaining something.
After traveling for a few miles, the tall and thin deacon in front suddenly turned around, staring at the chunky deacon behind him, and said angrily: "The surname is Wu, the superior spirit weapon of the emperor was discovered by both of us, but now you are taking it for yourself. Yes, what is the reason for refusing to hand it over? If you are willing to take out the spirit weapon, otherwise... we will be passers-by from now on!"
The short fat man "hehe" smiled and said, "Deacon Zhou's words are not good! As the saying goes: The treasures of the world are those who are predestined. I use that spiritual tool more handy than you, indicating that it is predestined to me. To you, doesn't it mean violent things?"
The tall and thin man sneered: "It's a handy one. If you use it longer, it will naturally be handy. Do you dare to give me the magic weapon for a year?"
The short and fat man said: "For a spiritual weapon, why hurt our friendship for nearly a hundred years? Deacon Zhou, you think this is good: Let's go out together to experience the same as last time, and then discover what remains of the strong, the best You take the treasure, and I have no objection. How?"
The tall and thin man said angrily: "You're talking lightly! How can chance encounters be so easy to touch? Some strong men will never encounter chance once in a lifetime! Will you give me that magic weapon with the surname Wu?"
The short, fat man shook his head like a drum, and said, "I have used the spirit weapon to refine it with blood and blood. Since then, it has been closely related to me and has mutual induction. It is absolutely impossible to give it to you!"
The tall and thin man slapped up to the sky, haha, and said: "Then go away! The surname Wu, from today on, our friendship will no longer exist, and we will be strangers when we meet in the future."
The short chubby man sighed again and again, "Why are you... Why are you..."
The two were arguing as they walked one after the other. When they turned around a mountain corner, a flower suddenly appeared in front of them, and a figure appeared in front of them like a ghost.
The two of them looked closely and found that the figure was actually a young man in a white shirt wearing a white shirt.
The young man put his arms on his chest, a pair of clear and bright eyes, with a somewhat playful smile.
"Deacon Zhou, right? This surnamed Wu is occupying your spirit weapon, it is a scum! Why should I help you kill him?"
The white shirt boy looked at Deacon Zhou with a stunned look and said with a smile.
Deacon Wu has the Thunder Tribulation Five Layers cultivation base. He is a high-level member of the Blue Water Sect. In the three thousand great worlds, he can be regarded as a strong person, but Fang Bai is called a "scum". "Who is the kid? You can report your name!"
Fang Bai said: "You don't need to know who I am! You just need to know that I am here to kill you!"
Deacon Wu said: "Don't even dare to report your name! Humph, the nameless rat!"
The Deacon Zhou on the side frowned and looked at Fang Bai, his face a bit solemn.
Although Fang Bai said he was going to kill Deacon Wu for him, he was not at all happy, especially when he saw the joking smile on Fang Bai's expression, he felt a chill spread all over his body.
In front of the two of them, the Thunder Tribulation triple powerhouse, who can show such a smile, is definitely the first person he has encountered in his life.
Moreover, the appearance of this young man was also very abrupt. The two of them had not sensed the slightest fluctuation in their breath beforehand.
All this shows that the young man in front of him is very extraordinary, at least not as simple as it seems on the surface.
"Young man, where are you sacred? What do you intend to do when you come to my Bishuizong territory?"
Deacon Zhou asked in a deep voice, and winked at Deacon Wu at the same time.
Although the two of them had a dispute over a spiritual weapon, after all, they had been in the same sect for more than a hundred years, and there was still a tacit understanding between them.
Upon receiving Deacon Zhou's wink, Deacon Wu understood, his figure swayed slightly, leaving an afterimage on the spot, and he had already appeared behind Fang Bai.
Two Deacons of Bishuizong, one after the other, sandwiched Fang Bai in the middle, with murderous auras pervading them, eager to attack.