Chapter 3912: Fang Chuan's thoughts

"No."
Fang Chuan shook his head, "What do you have with others has nothing to do with me. After all, you are just a dream here."
"what?"
Ouyang Na's face changed.
Fang Chuan said indifferently: "Because of the previous events, I almost went into a madness, but later, I opened the mystery in my mind."
He looked up at the sky.
He had already dispelled the mystery in his mind before and knew the situation he was in now.
His memory was completely restored.
He knew that he was now in a fantasy world.
However, he had to admire that this illusion was so terrifying that he was almost completely lost.
He even intends to promote his ideas here.
Have their own goals.
Once he continues to fall into the target, he will get deeper and deeper, and then completely lost in it.
He looked at Ouyang Na and smiled: "However, the illusion is always an illusion. I think that through the good of you and other people, I can lose control more and more."
"Unfortunately, it doesn't know, but this makes me more sober."
He said, shook his head.
"Brother Fang Chuan, what are you talking about?" Ouyang Na looked shocked, she didn't understand Fang Chuan at all.
Fang Chuan said lightly: "You don't understand, because the world you are in is completely different from the world I live in."
He smiled again: "However, the real power of this illusion is that even if I wake up, I cannot return to reality."
"I can't even figure out whether I will return to the real world or die directly once I commit suicide."
He immediately looked at Ouyang Na, "But don't worry, what I promised will definitely be done."
With a hum--
At this moment, a ray of light flew from the sky.
He reached out and grabbed it.
The light fell into his hands and turned into a piece of jade silk.
He glanced at it and smiled.
It turned out that this is the challenge book Duanmu Pavilion Master gave himself, and it was signed by a disciple of the Emei Sword School.
Obviously, the Duanmu Pavilion Master is a figure of the Emei Sword School.
"What's the matter?" Ouyang Na hadn't reacted to Fang Chuan's words yet, but when she saw Fang Chuan smile, she quickly asked curiously.
"It's the Duanmu Pavilion Master who is about to fight."
Fang Chuan handed the Yubo to Ouyang Na, "It seems that they have found a place and set up a formation against me."
"Then do you want to go?" Ouyang Na looked at Fang Chuan.
Fang Chuan nodded: "Since you have agreed to something, you must do it."
"Thank you, Brother Fang Chuan." Ouyang Na was very moved.
Fang Chuan looked at Ouyang Na again: "You don't need to thank me, I did it because I promised you."
"Actually, I knew a long time ago that you stayed at our Profound Gate mainly to divide us."
"Even, you can find opportunities to deal with me."
He immediately shook his head, "However, you have no chance at all, because you are too weak."
"what?"
Ouyangna's face changed suddenly, and then she waved her hand quickly, "Brother Fang Chuan, did Zi Qiong tell you something?"
"How could she say something?"
Fang Chuan sneered, "It's impossible for Ziqiong to make irresponsible remarks. She knows about you, but she has never told me about it."
He said again, "I let you keep it, first, to relax their hearts, and second, it is also a summary of the original promise."
He smiled and looked to the horizon, "Perhaps, I want to leave here, mainly to fulfill my promise."
"Otherwise, my consciousness is still obsessed with it and cannot escape the influence of this world."
He said something that Ouyang Na could not understand.
However, Ouyang Na understood that Fang Chuan was not so obsessed with her at all, just to fulfill her promise.
"I……"
What else did Ouyang Na want to say.
Fang Chuan waved his hand: "Don't say more, we will go to meet the Duanmu Pavilion Master for a while now."
"Ok."
Ouyangna was in a very complicated mood at the moment, she didn't know whether she was right or wrong in choosing this way.
She had seen the Dragon Tiger Sword Sect before and knew that the Dragon Tiger Sword Sect was one of the best.
Coupled with the bewilderment of others, she felt that there was no way out for Fang Chuan.
Therefore, she chose to betray.
However, it seems that Fang Chuan's strength is not something she can understand.
Perhaps, she made a wrong decision.
It's too late now.
Buzzing...
Fang Chuan raised his hand, the two raised their swords, and then flew toward the horizon at a very fast speed.
A distance of several hundred kilometers.
It was just a moment.
It didn't take long.
They came to a mountain peak.
This mountain range is very magnificent and mysterious.
A breath emerged from the mountains and forests.
Fang Chuan smiled faintly, and he saw that among these mountains and forests, there were hidden strong men of the Emei Sword Sect.
He had been in contact with the genius of the Emei Sword Sect before.
However, such a genius has no place in his eyes.
In his eyes, only Emei's ancestor with white eyebrows.
"Come out."
Fang Chuan's voice spread far, resounding throughout the mountain range, shocking everyone hiding in the mountain range.
Hh hh...
The next moment, dazzling rays of light rose up into the sky and came to Fang Chuan and the others.
These people are all sword immortals of the Emei Sword School.
They looked at Fang Chuan with alert and hostility.
"Fang Chuan, you ruined my efforts for decades?"
At this time, a ray of light flew from the crowd, a burly, sixty-year-old man.
However, this person is wearing a robe, giving a sense of majesty.
"You are the pavilion master of Wuyi Pavilion?"
Fang Chuan looked at each other lightly.
"Not bad."
Pavilion Master Duanmu nodded, "I am Duanmu Yufeng!"
"Do you know her?" Fang Chuan asked Ouyang Na.
"Of course I know her!"
Duanmu Yufeng sneered, "Daughter of Ouyang Congzhou, I know that everything you do is to avenge him!"
He shook his head, "But, are you really such a bully when you treat me as Duanmu Yufeng?"
"Correct."
Fang Chuan nodded and waved, the golden flying sword hovered beside him.
He smiled and said, "A murderer will always kill him. You killed the whole family in the first place, and today you have to think about what it's like to be killed by others!"
"What about you?" Duanmu Yufeng grinned, "You killed a lot of people, aren't you afraid that others will kill you?"
"Then it depends on who is better."
Fang Chuan smiled faintly, "What's more, the people I kill are almost all people who should be killed. I walk for the sky!"
"Without further ado!"
Duanmu Yufeng screamed, "Brothers, please help me and kill this magic way!"
"it is good!"
"Xuanmen is a malignant tumor of our decent!" Several other members of the Emei Sword Sect also roared, and rose one by one, rushing towards Fang Chuan.