After traveling eight thousand miles, Yunheyue and Fang Yunzheng came back in half a day.

At least in a very short period of time, there should be no killers along the way.

If so, you must have just stepped into this range.

The road from Bibo City to Donghuzhou is a thousand miles away, and eight thousand miles ahead, Fang Yunzheng, who was protected to the extreme, killed a surging river of blood.

All the killers not only died, but their bones and ashes were scattered, and even their soul particles were completely dispersed.

All the way to the Sunshine Avenue!

"You actually want to assassinate my son! How damn... I really have a great temper!"

A certain father whose name he did not know was filled with anger and anger in his heart after almost wiping out the killer world.

Very dissatisfied.

Although the Thousand Killing Sect, Ten Thousand Tribulations Alliance, Ghost Roaring Valley, Baiyue Pavilion, Black Killing Tower and other killer organizations were all killed and uprooted, not a single person was released alive...

But labor and management actually found no one from Wumianlou.

That is the biggest threat.

It's a pity that it looks like Sun Wutian will be given an advantage.

Fang Laoliu was very dissatisfied. My son actually wanted Sun Wutian to protect him... Is he worthy?

Yan Nan is really ignorant! If he really wants to protect him, he should send Zheng Yuandong, the chief leader of the Only One Orthodox Church, to protect him. I don't worry about the others.

Fang Che and the others set out on the road together, while Fang Zhenghang and others arrived at the city gate.

Standing at the gate of the city, looking out, he watched the three people walking away, their figures getting smaller and smaller in the field of vision, until they turned a corner and the woods were no longer visible. Fang Zhenghang was still looking over there hard.

A look of relief.

"The children have grown up, grown up..."

Fang Zhenghang murmured to himself: "Now, I really don't have any regrets even if I die now."

Fang Qianyi said angrily: "Brother! What you say these days is really unpleasant. You talk about life and death every day. What are you doing! In the future, there will be hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of years of good times! Don't

Say such depressing things."

Fang Zhenghang chuckled: "Okay, okay, I won't say it again, I won't say it anymore."

Fang Yunzheng stood with his hands behind his back, watching his son go away this time, and suddenly remembered the scene in his heart when he separated from his brothers and went out to explore alone.

It was from that day on that Baiyi Xinghe became famous, and later finally joined Fengyunqi's world supervision team and became the sixth one.

There, I got to know nine brothers again.

There are those who originally monitored the world, there are those who believe in solipsism, and there are those who are the guardians...

now……

Fang Yunzheng's eyes were wandering, as if he were traveling through thousands of years, and he seemed to see the faces of those brothers again.

The wind roared, lifting up his white clothes, rustling in the wind. For a moment, he felt like he was riding on the wind and clouds across the world.

"hehe……"

Fang Yunzheng smiled softly.

In his mind, he had gone through many vicissitudes of life, but on his face, he just smiled indifferently.

"Go back."

Fang Yunzheng said softly, took his wife's hand and walked back side by side.

Fang Qian couldn't help but look back.

All the way back.

Yang Luoyu and Dong Changfeng were surprised.

Not a single killer!

"Tsk... On the way here, I still felt why the world is so chaotic, and there are so many killers..."

Yang Luoyu said: "But on the way back, I had another feeling: When did the world become so peaceful?"

Dong Changfeng smiled: "Not necessarily, although even Yin Yin Hong died, but... this assassination should not be over yet. Because Wu Mian Lou, who firmly occupies the top spot in the assassin world, has not taken action yet!"

"With such huge benefits, Wumianlou cannot bear it."

"However, along the way, besides you and me and the Feng family, there should be other super masters protecting the road, so... it shouldn't be a big problem."

Dong Changfeng said: "But the ghosts in Wumianlou have many tricks, so we still have to guard against them."

The journey back was much faster than when we came here.

…

Outside Donghuzhou.

East Lake Night Emperor Sikong Ye is fighting with several men in black.

Sikong Ye was originally entrusted by his elder brother Sikong Dou to go to one of the secret warehouses where Sikong Dou had been stealing for so many years to get some treasures for Ren Chun and other little guys.

To put it in the words of an old thief: The foundation of martial arts can be built as thick as you can, and you can build up a mountain!

But the old thief is now suffering from laziness and doesn't want to move.

Sikong Ye, the younger brother, had no choice but to make a trip for his eldest brother.

As a result, as soon as I got the things and came out, I happened to meet three top killers from Wumianlou.

We are discussing how to intercept and kill Fang Tu.

Sikong Ye came out quietly and chopped off one of them with one strike of his sword.

Then he killed one of the other two, but one escaped with serious injuries.

Before Sikong Ye returned to the city, he was suddenly besieged by Wumianlou!

This battle shook the mountains.

Sikong Ye is one of the top ten in the cloud weapon spectrum, and can be said to be a peak powerhouse.

However, under the siege of the opponent, they were completely at a disadvantage.

Fighting and retreating along the way, the Night Emperor's Ghost Blade appeared and disappeared, actually extending the battle circle for thousands of miles.

Round and round.

But during the second detour, a man in black with extremely high cultivation suddenly appeared and hit Sikong Ye on the left shoulder with his palm.

Sikong Ye fought back desperately and cut off one of the opponent's little fingers.

It was this little finger that shocked Sikong Ye: it was all hair!

He knew that he had encountered an existence that he could not understand today, so he made a prompt decision and immediately ran for his life, using the full power of the Nightmare Magic.

Fortunately, the opponent's main target was not him. Seeing that it would be difficult to catch up, he gave up the pursuit.

Sikong Ye experienced countless changes, and entered East Lake Continent after confirming safety.

Immediately send a message to Fang Che: "Be careful, the people from Wumianlou are waiting outside Donghuzhou City to intercept and kill you. The opponent's cultivation level is very high. There are at least three people who are not weaker than me, and there is one person whose cultivation level is higher than mine."

.”

"Be careful!"

After sending the message, I went to Sikongdou’s bookstore.

"Brother, I've been poisoned again..."

Sikong Ye said.

"Fuck you...why are you poisoned every day! I've been treating you for poison for my whole life..."

The old thief was angry.

"When I was a child, I was stung by scorpions and wasps, and I was constantly poisoned. Later, I became successful in academics. You were poisoned once today and again tomorrow... I have never done anything else in my life.

, the light has detoxified you... My grass, this is a poisonous palm? What kind of poison is this?"

The old thief's eyes widened.

I saw a palm print as dark as ink on Sikong Ye's left shoulder.

At the location of the palm print, no muscles could be seen at all, and it was completely black.

Moreover, there is still a faint hint of black air emitting strangely.

"Brother!"

Sikong Ye looked down at his shoulder, not caring about his injuries at all, and said solemnly: "I may have met the legendary... goblin!"

"Fairy!"

Sikongdou was shocked: "What crazy words are you talking about! How can there be any fairies in this world?"

Sikong Ye sighed: "I know you don't believe it, and I didn't believe it either before I met you today! But it's true!"
To be continued...