Chapter 300 Do you know Jifen? [Update 11 for the Silver Alliance Dragon Tooth Order [Completed]]

However, if you keep it for a long time, you will lose it.

finally……

The last ray of sunlight disappeared on the horizon.

The night falls slowly, driving away the dusk inch by inch.

There was a loud bang, and trembling lines appeared in the air.

The swords collided fiercely, and with a whoosh, Fang Che's sword flew away from his hand.

Staggering back, the middle door opened wide.

Lao Xia smiled ferociously, without stopping at all, and stabbed Fang Che directly in the chest.

The battle is over.

Although this deacon Fang is a genius, he still cannot overcome such a large-level battle.

At this moment, Lao Xia was most proud.

"roar!"

There was a muffled roar, like an ancient demon suddenly appearing.

Fang Che, who was retreating, suddenly stared, and an overwhelming evil aura suddenly burst out.

At the same time, he didn't know when he had a knife in his hand.

The evil energy rolled into the sky and suddenly rushed towards Lao Xia, wrapping him tightly.

This was an absolute surprise! The opponent had clearly lost his sword, but when he was absolutely at a disadvantage, he actually erupted with such shocking evil energy!

Lao Xia Zhi's proud expression froze for a moment, and he was swept away by the opponent's evil aura, and he felt a sudden chill in his head.

A chill rose from the tailbone, as if countless demons suddenly appeared in front of him, as if he had seen the people he had killed over the years turned into ghosts, asking for their lives!

In an instant, caught off guard, his mind was taken away!

He waved the knife desperately and retreated desperately.

He knew that this was an evil spirit seizing the soul, and that he was in chaos, but as long as he was given a chance to withdraw, he could still fight back.

Because the other party's true strength is definitely lower than yours!

But he had no chance.

Fang Che's cold voice sounded in his ears.

"Hate the sky without eyes! Hate the sky without words! Hate the sky without heart! Hate the sky with no heart!"

With a roar, the sword exploded with light, and the evil energy soaring into the sky came out, just like the door of hell opened, and all the ghosts came out.

Fang Che extremely mobilized all the spiritual power in his body, and with the power of the third-grade handsome level, he unleashed the first four of the Thirteen Blades of Hatred!

The hatred in his heart has reached its extreme!

In a dark cemetery, the endless light of swords was like a devil blinking.

A shrill scream sounded.

Lao Xia tried his best to fight back and block, but was unable to stop. First, he was hit by a knife in his left hand, and his hand fell. From that moment on, the situation was over. His body was shaking, screaming, and his body was surrounded by a torrential rain of sword light. His body was hit by the knife one after another.

Blood splattered on the chest.

Shoulder.

Left leg, right leg, back, lower abdomen...

Blood flew everywhere, and pieces of flesh flew up like lingchi.

"kill!"

Fang Che roared violently and slammed his shoulder into the opponent's chest.

Lao Xia was knocked out with a loud bang and hit Ren Chang's tombstone, dying.

His hands and feet were all gone.

opposite.

Fang Che staggered back seventeen or eight steps. His face, shoulders, chest, and lower abdomen were all covered in cuts, and thick blood spurted out from his mouth.

He was breathing heavily, but he didn't fall down.

Instead, as soon as he retreated, he rushed forward with a knife.

After seeing Lao Xia's dying state without arms and legs, he finally felt relieved.

The knife was hanging down and he was leaning on the ground. His body was shaking and his head was hanging down. He was so tired that he couldn't even lift his head. He asked hoarsely: "Deacon Zhao, how are you!?"

Zhao Ying'er took the Danyun Divine Pill and slowly recovered from her injuries, but her own sword was extremely cruel and hurt her heart. She was still unable to move and said weakly: "I...I seem to be fine..."

Fang Che was completely relieved and panted.

I feel the remaining power of the Danyun Divine Pill slowly repairing my body.

Finally, he limped around, moved his body, and walked to Lao Xia.

Lao Xia was not dead yet. He stared at Fang Che with disbelief and despair: "How is it possible...how is it possible..."

"How is that possible!"

Fang Che gritted his teeth and said something, then hit the broken bone wound on his arm with the back of the knife.

Lao Xia screamed in agony, his voice was shrill.

Bang bang bang!...

Fang Che panted and dragged Lao Xia's body to a big rock.

Then he stuffed a few ordinary healing pills into Lao Xia's mouth.

With a big stone as a cushion, the back of the steel knife hit the wound and bone, inch by inch!

"They're all here to fool around...Don't faint, you bastard!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Fang Che struck him with the back of his knife. Lao Xia's screams were not like human voices, and he was still alive.

I finally fainted and woke up from the pain again the next moment.

"You can scream, don't faint!"

Fang Che was panting violently, overdrawn too much, and still felt dizzy, but he persisted and hammered down meticulously.

He smiled and said coldly: "If you dare to go to the Cemetery of Heroes to act wild, then I will let all my colleagues and seniors watch a good show!"

"Look at how this little devil was tortured by me!"

"Everyone, let me speak out for you!"

If it were anywhere else, Fang Che would be decapitated at most with one knife. But the other party chose to intercept and kill him at the Cemetery of Heroes. Fang Che couldn't accept it at all. He was extremely angry!

Does this mean that the dead heroic spirits have to watch their comrades being killed without being able to do anything?

This kind of behavior and this kind of thinking will be broken into pieces no matter what!

Fang Che gasped and viciously struck down with the back of the knife. He was so meticulous and careful that he smashed Lao Xia's limbs into pieces inch by inch!

Lao Xia couldn't scream anymore and even wanted to commit suicide but couldn't do it.

"Don't bite your tongue...you won't die...we all know that's impossible...don't be so childish, or you can keep your tongue and scold me..."

Fang Che smashed it like crazy!

"I don't blame you for attacking us! But why did you come to desecrate the cemetery!"

"What's your name?" Lao Xia had already fainted from the pain.

Fang Che woke up with the back of his knife and said ferociously: "What's your name?"

"His name is Lao Xia. He is a wine seller. I just heard him say that he is from the Guangming Sect."

The one who spoke was Zhao Yinger.

She forced herself to stand up and slowly moved over, wanting to help.

"Lao Xia! When I say harsh words, I often say, I will make you a fan! Do you know what it means to be a fan? Today, I will let you know!"

Fang Che hit the shoulder with the back of the knife, and a bone shattered with a click: "You know, not only will I make you regret it, I will also make your sect regret having a believer like you!"

"What the hell are you! What the hell are you! Come here and act wild!"

Fang Che gritted his teeth and struck hard with the back of his knife.

Lao Xia kept screaming and cursing, and eventually he kept begging for mercy: "Give me a pleasure... a pleasure..."

But Fang Che ignored it.

Smashing carefully inch by inch, regardless of fatigue, until the end, finally smashed Lao Xia's head!
To be continued...