Chapter 65: Too late

"I want to run now, don't you think it's too late?"
Fang Yue stood behind the cyan barrier, with a sarcasm smile at the corner of his mouth.
The nine-stroke flag moves together, and the rays of thunder are taken down. The formation of the nine-stroke flag can be constantly changed, not only can spur ground fire, but also attract sky thunder!
There was a bang.
A thin bowl of thunder fell, smashing the old slave into the outside and inside, making him more lifeless. The thunder is fierce, unparalleled in ancient times.
Rao is the old slave's sturdy clothes, and can't resist all the power contained in the thunder.
The old slave's Qiqiao was smoked, and it looked extremely bleak. The blood in his body was almost exhausted, and his skin became wrinkled, blacker than charcoal.
"Do not!"
The old slave’s screams came out. He saw the cracks and mottles on his treasure clothes. This was his life saver and the treasure in his heart. It had gone through battles without damage, but now it is about to be destroyed in what he thinks is an ant. The same mortal hands.
"It's almost time for my appearance!"
Fang Yue touched his chin, smiled, and walked towards the old slave.
There was an indescribable gloom on his face.
The old slave felt a panic!
"Boy, you'll die for me!" The old slave is the first to start, and since Fang Yue has stepped out of the shelter of the formation, it should not be difficult to kill!
"You are too weak, it doesn't hurt to hit me! It feels like a cat scratching, is it not what you call a fairy?"
Fang Yue smiled, he slammed the old slave's punch with his physical body, and now the old slave's vitality and blood were exhausted, and he was severely injured, his true strength was no one in ten.
"You are deceiving too much!" Where did the old slave hear such sarcasm. He had to take a breath of energy and blood again, and give out a punch at the peak, even if it was dead, he had to drag Fang Yue to the funeral!
As a result, when the old slave was still accumulating his energy, he was struck by a bolt of lightning, and the circulation of true energy in the meridians was broken. The full blow was useless, but instead caused him to receive a strong backlash.
The eight meridians of the odd meridian are like burning fire.
Fang Yue looked at the old slave, rubbed his chin, and said, "How bad do you have to do! Why are you getting struck by lightning all the time! I'll just say it! If you had known it before, you should be simple. Not that much!"
Fang Yue was in a posture of anger and death.
The old slave is already burnt with all internal organs, and his qi orifices are full of smoke.
"This Fang Yue is really too bad! Even a good person will be off by him!"
Seeing this scene, Tian Xin'er didn't feel anxious. She showed two crystal small tiger teeth, and smiled with two sweet dimples!
In the end, the old slave fell backward and was fainted by Fang Yue!
"This psychological quality is not good! It needs to be strengthened!"
Fang Yue said as if. There is also a pity.
Tian Xin'er finally knows what the scourge is! This is the role model in the proper evil, the role model in the gangsters!
With a bang, the seven-story pagoda shattered.
Tian Xin'er came out, her body was shining brightly, like a fairy in the sky, full of luster, rendering the whole body. Holy and flawless, there is no hint of red dust.
"What do you plan to do with this guy?"
Tian Xin'er looked at Fang Yue.
This is a tricky question. Taiyi Jianzong ranks first in the world of practitioners.
This sect is arrogant and domineering, and absolutely does not allow any flaws and stains in its own sect. If Fang Yue really dared to kill this old slave, it would be tantamount to enmity Taiyi Jianzong, endlessly dying!
"If you dare to fight against brother, he is naturally going to kill him. Even if he is backed by the king of swordsman, he is still not afraid!"
Fang Yue straightened his back, his tone arrogant.
This time he went all out. Since he was destined to grudge, it might as well be more thorough.
"This dense forest world is full of formations. In a sense, this is my home field. I intend to let all the members of Taiyi Sword Sect fall here! In this case, no one will say anything!"
Fang Yue was ruthless.
To kill people, he intends to wipe out the roots and come to a complete liquidation.
Tian Xin'er was surprised, she took a deep breath: "Do you know what this Taiyi Sword Sect means in the world of practitioners, and even the ten magic ways do not dare to provoke them!" Fang Yue's bandit was full of anger: What about the great momentum of his Taiyi Sword Sect? At that time, Liu Jiuzhou had already decided when he was black hands on me. The grievances between us will not end. Kill one without losing, but killing two is enough! I am a small person. , I don’t understand the disputes of the martial arts, but I know
The sword of others has been put on my neck. Only in this way can I protect myself! "
Fang Yue's tone was firm, and there was a sense of tragic and vigorous feelings of wind and water.
Tian Xin'er felt that Fang Yue was more like a magic repair from a certain angle than himself.
In fact, he was right. Other people's knives have been put on the neck, and the head stretches out with a knife, and the head shrinks with a knife. In this case, it is better to resist desperately, maybe that one can still make a great universe and make a bright future.
"Old man, get me up!"
Fang Yue lifted the old slave upside down and beat him twice.
The old slave woke up, and he screamed in horror: "Fang Yue, what do you want to do, I tell you, now it’s time to look back, if you dare to kill me, that’s a treason, and then the whole world of practitioners will be chased and killed jointly your!"
"Damn, it's all for this, are you still threatening me?"
Pop!
Fang Yue's forehand and backhand each gave the old slave a loud slap, and the old slave was slapped.
He didn't know how there were such bold people in this world, even people from Taiyi Sword Sect dared to start.
"Flap!"
After two more shots, Fang Yue seemed to be addicted to fighting. While fighting, he shouted: "Let you threaten me, let you threaten me!"
The old slave's cheeks were red and swollen, and he was completely beaten up! He didn't know why there were such fierce people in this world. He even began to doubt life. In his perception, this world should not be like this.
In the end, the old slave committed suicide with hatred. He couldn't stand the humiliation and ended his long and not very glorious life in the most helpless way.
"An old slave of Taiyi Sword Sect, just died like this!"
Tian Xin'er was in a daze, looking at the old slave who was beaten up and swollen. He probably couldn't even recognize the old slave.
This Fang Yue is too courageous, even the Taiyi Sword Sect people dare to kill, is it possible that he is not afraid of being chased and killed by the Taiyi Sword Sect?
"Don't worry! One person does the job, the other person, this time no one from the Taiyi Sword Sect can run away. When the Taiyi Sword Sect is held accountable, they will be said to have been eaten by the wild beasts! One push two, five or six, no proof!"
Fang Yue sighed fiercely, and he felt relieved immediately, even his body was much lighter.
Practitioners want a decisive, decisive, happy life, so that every thought is crystal clear. After looking forward and looking forward, many opportunities will be wasted.
Tian Xin'er didn't know what to say, maybe a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers! To destroy the Taiyi Sword Sect's people completely, in her opinion, it is simply impossible.
"Hurry up and see what good things are in this old guy's body, why is he so arrogant?"
While Tian Xin'er was still in a daze over Fang Yue's bold remarks, Fang Yue had already squatted thiefly next to the old slave's body, robbing all kinds of treasures from this guy.
Looting for trophies is Fang Yue's favorite.
He quickly searched all the messy things on the old slave, taking off all his clothes, shoes and socks.
Tian Xin'er couldn't help frowning, why is Fang Yue doing things like this?
It’s a big death, is there such a corpse?
Tian Xin'er felt that Fang Yue seemed to have a more magical temperament than her.
At least, in terms of proficiency in the business of killing people and making goods, she, a genuine demon saint, can only bow down to the wind and feel ashamed!
"Come on, hurry up!"
Unable to bear the various demands of the Fang family, Tian Xin'er was finally dragged into the water and became Fang Yue's accomplice.
I don’t know the result, I was shocked when I saw it!
"This storage bag contains a hundred cubic meters of things! My God, in the world of cultivators, only the inner disciples of some martial arts will receive such treatment." "Huh? This one? What is the bottle? Hundred flower lotion! This old ghost still has this thing? Hundred flower lotion can beautify the face and increase the lifespan. Every time it appears, it is priceless and will be quickly bought by people! This one is one How rich is Jianzong, even a minion will have this kind of thing in his hands!
He is an old dog, and there is a for eternal youth! Give this thing to sister! Fang Yue don't worry, sister will never treat you badly! "There is also this seven-star grass, which can become a seven-star physique after eating! For mortals, it is a reborn, reborn god! My Heavenly Demon Sect has been teaching for thousands of years, and the seven-star grass in the treasure house is less than a hundred plants. How good is this old man? Even Seven Star Grass is fine
Get it! "
Tian Xin'er looked like he was about to kill. It is not that she is shallow, but the wealth of this old slave is too amazing!
She was jealous when she saw those treasures, only she found that there were three kinds, and there were some pills and refining materials that she didn’t like. Tian Xin'er found it commonplace, but Fang Yue’s. In the eyes, it's all baby bumps!
"Then beautiful sister, you said that that kind of thing can enhance my strength! Now, in this dense forest world, if I don't have the help of the formation, I guess I can't even do a fierce beast of innate level. , Isn’t this dragging you back!"
Fang Yue sullenly, leaning towards Tian Xin'er.
Tian Xin'er was a bit speechless. In front of her, the opposite would either be personable, elegant and refined, or be powerful and domineering, full of desire to conquer.
Very few people would ask her for help, showing a weak side.
However, getting along during this period of time made her really feel a touch of affection for Yue.
She looked at Fang Yue as if she saw a lively and naughty little brother. She pondered for a little bit, and then nodded and agreed to Fang Yue's request, explaining the materials on the old slave one by one. "This is Tian Wenyu, a kind of gem that branded secret techniques and techniques. The true secret techniques and techniques are extremely complex and abstract words that are difficult to explain clearly. Tian Wenyu can brand the inheritors of the techniques. A piece of spiritual thoughts, or a memory figure. This is a kind of precious jade with infinite value, and it is bound to be imprinted with an immortal technique or secret technique of infinite value!"