Chapter 665: The horror of Sanjiezhuang

Chapter 665 The Misery of the Three Rings
"Damn, it’s really cheap for you to let this guy die so happily."
Fang Wannian’s face was full of anger, and when he reached the edge of the cliff, he looked at the abyss in front of him, and his face was smiling.
"Xu Feng, even if you fall down, don't die, I want you to be killed." Fang Wannian thought of this moment, the moment of spiritual flow.
I saw his hands continually waving, and the horrible waves of waves spread out one after another, and the surrounding boulder was instantly raised.
Rumble!
The dense boulders fell from the cliff and fell directly under the cliff. It was the direction Xu Feng had just jumped down.
"So many boulders fall, you are dead." After doing all this, Fang Wannian seems to have no peace of mind, and has transferred a lot of towering trees and squats down.
"Since then, Tianhua domain has no such thing as Xu Feng. It is also time to clean up the Three Rings." Fang Wannian finished, his body moved, and he did not even think about helping Jichang and the ancestors.
"Damn, Fang Wannian that guy, why not come?"
Ji Chang felt the fire ant flying in front of him, his face was blue.
The strength of the six-level superb peak beast bat squirrel is terrible, especially the physical defense ability of the other side. The two of them attacked each other and did not have substantial damage.
"Ji Chang, you will not be dealing with Fang Wannian for so many years, do you really think he will come back?" The old ancestors of the fog heard Jichang's voice and suddenly laughed.
Jichang heard the words, some angry words: "This party Wannian really speaks and does not believe, does not know whether he killed Xu Feng? If it is not killed, he must help him to spread out and let him sweep the ground."
"Let's go, don't provoke this beast."
The ancestors outside the fog looked at the squirrel who was not far away, but also wanted to attack the fire ant flying squirrel. He said to Ji Chang and turned to go outside the endless forest.
The fire ant squirrels watched as the two left, and their eyes flickered, and after all, they did not pursue the two. Six products are the best peaks and monsters, already very smart.
The fire ant flying squirrel is very clear that even if he catches up, he can't kill two human warriors. If you recruit other human warriors, you will put yourself in danger.
"Ji Chang, if I didn't expect it, now Fang Wannian is convening people to prepare to rob the Three Rings. I have a suggestion. I don't know if you will listen?"
The ancestors outside the fog flew away from the endless forest while opening the road to Jichang.
"Fog outside the ancestors, what do you have to say," said Ji Chang directly.
"Fang Wannian's strength and cultivation, I must have felt it. If any of us, facing him alone, is not his opponent."
"I propose that in the future, my villa outside the fog and your floating door will join hands to be able to compete with the increasingly powerful Wannian. Otherwise, with Fang Wannian's character, he will never look at our existence, he will try his best. Engulf our two forces and then unify the Tianhua domain."
When the ancestors of the fog spoke this sentence, Ji Chang’s eyes flashed and said:
The suggestion you proposed is exactly what I think.

Ji Chang is very clear that the ancestors outside the fog are telling the truth. The strength of both him and the ancestors outside the fog is not the opponent of Fang Wannian, and the Wannian dynasty is dead.
When the tyrants were eliminated, they gained too much remedy and benefits, which led to the great progress of Wannianzong in the past ten years. The number of high-ranking emperors under the door far exceeded the two forces.
The two forces may only be able to counter the encroachment of Wannian. Otherwise, the end of today's Sanjiezhuang, that is, the end of their two forces in the future.
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Three Rings Village.
This former Tianhua domain is the largest force, with many powerful people and numerous disciples.
Today, the sky above the Three Rings Village is overcast.
The four or five high-ranking emperors of the Emperor, they are full of white hair, standing in the sky above the Three Rings, their faces and eyes are calm and self-sufficient.
One of them is the floating iron palm that once had many cares for Xu Feng.
"Old Futu, you leave, leave us a few old guys waiting for them here." A white-haired old man said to the floater.
Futu Tiezhang heard the words, but he laughed happily: "Don't think about it, since the old man decided to stay, he is ready to die with Sanjiezhuang."
"I don't have much use if I live and live. Everything is handed over to the elders of the little guys." Futuo iron palm slowly said.
Sanjiezhuang, even if it was a depression again, is also a voice.
Today, there is no one, and the disciples under the door are forcibly sent away by these old people.
"Yellow deputy owner, why don't you leave?"
Another old man looked at Huang Letian not far away, his face with some helplessness.
Huang Letian smiled and said: "Since the owner has been killed, my deputy owner, even if the strength is slight, will stay and die with Sanjiezhuang."
"Hahaha, don't worry, we will not die in the Three Rings. As long as the stupid boy of Xu Feng is still alive, we have the hope of revival in the Three Rings, and we will avenge us in the future."
Fu Tuo Iron Palm said to the people around him, he has absolute confidence in Xu Feng's talent, he believes that Xu Feng will not live up to the sacrifice of San Jie Zhuang.
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"Gu Yong, now Sanjie Zhuang is in great difficulty, I hope that you can live well and help the Three Rings Renaissance in the future." Wu Yun looked at Gu Yong, a fat man, and some lamented.
No one expected that in the Three Precepts, there is a fat man hidden, with such terrible strength and talent.
Gu Yong is now cultivated as the peak of the nine-pronged spirit, and the "violent martial arts" that Xu Feng taught him. Together with his fat body, his cultivation and strength have improved a lot.
"The ones around you are all the young talents of Sanjiezhuang. Later, you are the hope of Sanjiezhuang. You must work hard to cultivate, understand?"
Wu Yun looked at more than a dozen young people in front of him, his face with sadness. He looked at the sky in the distance, where is the sky of the Three Rings.
He knows that from now on, for a long time, Sanjiezhuang will become history. The Three Rings Village, which has more than a thousand years of history, will become a ruin.
Gu Yong’s eyes are also sad, since he joined the Three Rings. Because his boss is Xu Feng's sake, he was not discriminated against in Sanjie Village.
Now, seeing that Sanjiezhuang is about to be destroyed, he is also angry in his heart. I clenched my fists secretly and said: "Wait, I will definitely become stronger."
"You remember, from now on, Gu Yong is your master brother. In the future, we can't live as the three guards. I will take you to hide in a small place in Tianhua domain. You can go alone."
Wu Yun said to more than a dozen people.
He knows that only a few of the thousands of disciples in Sanjiezhuang can escape the pursuit.
The means by which the three forces dealt with the tyrants of the past would definitely be used in Sanjiezhuang.
"Great elders, you can rest assured that we will work hard to cultivate from now on, and strive to kill one day and destroy Wannian." A young man's eyes are red.
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Whistling...
The sky above Sanjiezhuang, when a gust of wind whistled.
The densely-colored figures were surrounded by all sides, and the screams of the road rang from the surroundings. It was the disciples who escaped from the Three Rings.
These people were directly caught by the people of Wannianzong. In the face of Huang Letian and others, they directly killed and blood stained the entire Sanjiezhuang.
"Haha, do you really think that if you dismiss the disciples of Sanjiezhuang, can they live?" Fang Wannian’s face with a faint smile.
The floating iron palms were red, and the disciples of Sanjiezhuang, who were watching one by one, were killed. The blood flowed in Sanjiezhuang, forming a river-like existence.
"Fang Wannian, you are also the peak of the Emperor of the Emperor, so that to deal with some innocent people, is not afraid of retribution?"
Fang Wannian’s face was mocked and looked at Fuzhang’s iron palm. He said:
I don’t think you are still dying and still believe in retribution? Was the male tyrant not the demise?

"But you can see my Wannian sect. Now the strong people come forth in large numbers, and the geniuses come forth in large numbers. Instead, you are the three guards, no, there will be no three squadrons in the future."
Fang Wannian said slowly, his voice contained killing.
"Fang Wannian, you don't want to be proud, as long as Xu Feng, the disciple of Sanjiezhuang, is still alive, in the future, you will have blood flowing into the river, and the dogs will be restless, hahaha..."
The floater’s iron palm is facing the sound of Fang Wannian’s screaming laughter. His blood-red eyes are mad, but he is ridiculed for tens of thousands of years.
Hearing the words of the floating iron palm, Fang Wannian smiled and said: "Do you really think that Xu Feng can still live? Hahaha... He is afraid that it is already and fuzzy, and the smoke is gone, haha..."
Many of the strong men of Sanjiezhuang heard the words of Fang Wannian, and they all had despair on their faces.
"Fang Wannian, you don't have to be so arrogant, Xu Feng must still be alive." Fu Tuo iron palm said to Fang Wannian.
Fang Wannian killed a thought in his heart and saw Fang Wannian swearing: "If Xu Feng is still alive, let me die in the next five years. Now, do you still think Xu Feng is alive? What?"
"Fang Wannian, you can't die, I am fighting with you!"
Fu Tuo Iron Palm did not expect Xu Feng to be killed. They were afraid that there would be no hope in the past. He desperately rushed toward Fang Wannian.
"court death!"
When Fang Wannian wanted to attack the floating iron palm, he found the madness in the eyes of the floating iron palm.
The floater iron palm laughed and said: "Fang Wannian, die."
"Self-explosive?"
Fang Wannian did not expect that Wu Tutie’s iron palm was so crazy that he would retaliate against himself if he did not hesitate to blew himself.
He kept retreating, but the arrogance of the eight-pronged emperor was also terrifying.
However, it was also injured by the self-explosion of the floater's iron palm, and a blood spouted out.
(End of this chapter)