"Is this person really flying in Shari?"

Han Jingfei looked at the overlord who died under his hands and couldn't believe it.

The trouble that has troubled my family for many days is now cut by myself?

This is Wuzong!

"Not only... and Cheng Miao is the head of Yuxuan Sect and the only Tongmai Wusect... If you release the news of his death, I'm afraid the entire Yuxuan Sect will collapse..."

Fang Yuan walked out slowly and said casually: "As for the remaining loyal people, as long as you practice the sword technique I left behind, you will definitely be able to deal with it. This is also the pressure I put on you..."

"Thank you sir!"

Among these dead bodies, Han Jingfei suddenly matured.

He forced himself to forget the aggrievance and powerlessness he had just been manipulated, and saluted Fang Yuan respectfully: "If it weren't for the gentleman's actions, my Han family might have really hurt their muscles!"

"Well, let's go back!"

Fang Yuan shook his head.

To be honest, if it is purely a master-apprentice teaching, such a short time is certainly not enough.

But he is a dream master, so he naturally has a way to take advantage of things, roughly similar to an initiation, so that the brother and sister can become famous as soon as possible.

I didn't say much at this time, and left the Sha Family Gang's headquarters and returned to the Han family.

"grandfather!"

When Han Jingfei saw Han Xiaotian waiting in the hall, he immediately knelt down and saluted: "The grandson and Mr. Kuangdao have already solved all the troubles of the Sha Family Gang and Yuxuan Sect when they go!"

"Is that true?"

Han Xiaotian's face turned pale, a hint of gloom appeared in his eyes, and he forced a smile: "I am grateful for my great kindness and great virtue. I also asked Mr. Kuangdao to enter the hall for a banquet."

"good……"

Fang Yuan glanced at the old man and walked into the hall carelessly.

"Jingfei...you and your sister go to the back hall to help!"

Seeing that Han Jingfei wanted to come in, Han Xiaotian immediately whispered, his tone as stern as ever.

"yes!"

Han Jingfei also noticed something, his face turned pale, and he hurried to the backyard.

...

"Come on, Mr. Kuangdao, I'll toast you this cup!"

A sumptuous banquet has been arranged in the hall. The meat is spiritual flesh, the fruit is spiritual fruit, and spiritual wine and spiritual tea. It can be said that one meal requires the assets of more than 100 middle-aged families. Even with the Han family's family's background, it is not easy.

"You're welcome, you're welcome..."

Fang Yuan refused everyone and killed him in one go.

This wine is made of amber, and it tastes very good.

"Come on, this is the meat of the Sara beast. It is rare locally, so sir, use it more!"

"I'm a man, Han Liudi, Mr. Daokuang's cup, I've done it, you can do it!"

"Come on, please use the Spirit Fruit!"

...

Those who attended the meeting were all old men. After Han Xiaotian introduced them, they were basically first-class people from the elders of the family, with a total of four people.

At this time, he was diligent in urging drinks and picked up food, and his face was full of redness.

Fang Yuan pretended not to know and just ate and drank.

"Mr. Daokuang, you really have a good alcohol tolerance and a very generous spirit!"

After three rounds of wine and five flavors, Han Xiaotian's face suddenly became cold: "It's just... I have something to do, don't you know whether to ask?"

"You said, I know everything!"

Fang Yuan held a wine cup in his hand, smiling rather than smiling.

"According to my incompetent grandson, your method of manipulating his body in the restaurant is a dream master, right?"

Han Xiaotian stared at Fang Yuan, his voice became colder.

“That’s right!”

Fang Yuan nodded.

"Okay! OK! OK! Finally, I've let you find this place!"

Han Xiaotian suddenly collapsed, as if his spirit was being pulled away, and his eyes looked at Fang Yuan were ruthless again.

"Brother, I've fought with him. With the arrangement of my uncle, what are you afraid of?"

A white-haired elder of the Han family said with a voice, wishing he could come up and bite a piece of meat from Fangyuan.

"Well... it seems that the layout is very thorough?"

Fang Yuan said: "Next, should we throw the cup as a symbol, and the three hundred swords and axes will all come together?"

"Three Hundred Knife and Axeman?"

Han Xiaotian shook his head: "The three of them think there are too many. Do you know that although the wine and food are not poisonous, they will produce a breath of drunken immortals in cooperation with the formations arranged around the hall. Even the dream master will be really weak and unable to move... This is arranged by our uncle himself. Under the powerful, they are all the killers, in order to deal with you, dream masters who are terrified! Now, try to move a little bit of the dream Yuanli?"

"Brother, why bother to tell him so much?"

An old man blushed angrily shouted, and pulled out a huge black axe: "Slash him first!"

Fang Yuan was speechless immediately. He had counted that this person had the most flattering attitude and toasted the most. Unexpectedly, he would take the lead when he started.

Moreover, the master left a good message. He offended all the dream master and didn't even have a friend. When his descendants saw the dream master, they thought they were looking for revenge.

call!

At this time, the elder blushing could no longer wait, and the axe was blown down with great force.

clang!

A huge muffled sound spread, and the terrifying reaction force directly broke the handle of the axe and flew up from afar. The red-faced elder even flew backwards and hit the copper pillar, causing the entire hall to tremble.

"impossible!"

Han Xiaotian looked at the axe with a semicircular gap, and Fang Yuan who could not sit upright and had not even fallen a hair. He almost stopped breathing. After a long time, he spit out two words: "True Saint..."

These two words seemed to have magic power, and the elders around them all looked desperate.

"I didn't expect that you are not only a dream master, but also a true holy warrior..."

Han Xiaotian made a gesture secretly and smiled bitterly: "If you can take such a powerful man, it will be fine if we die..."

"Don't be too busy holding me back or transferring my own line or something..."

Fang Yuan drank another sip of wine and was speechless: "I just admit that I am a dream master. How do you decide that I am an enemy?"

"My uncle once said that he had too many guilty people, and there was no one in his best friend... Anyone who came to the door would rather kill the wrong one than let go!"

Han Xiaotian said dismally.

Fang Yuan rolled his eyes, feeling that this was the character of a true Juexin lay Buddhist.

The kind master who adopted him later probably changed his mind after this drastic change?

"alright……"

Fang Yuan spread his hands and felt that if he pretended, he would scare this old guy to death. That would be a revenge.

Immediately said, "You may have made a mistake in my guess. I am not your enemy, but Master Ye Li's disciple..."

"Ye Li...uncle?"

When Han Xiaotian heard this, his eyes lit up and immediately shook his head: "Impossible... My uncle has never accepted a disciple!"

"It's not necessary to accept disciples in Daqian... And why do I need to lie to you?"

Fang Yuan sneered: "If you really want to do it, I can kill you all over the door within a moment!"

"indeed……"

Seeing Fang Yuan still sitting upright with a big golden sword, Han Xiaotian couldn't help but believe it: "Uh... I don't know what certificates this adult has?"

"Voucher? Does this count?"

Fang Yuan waved his hand, and the four-handled magic swords of Feng, Thunder, Water and Fire appeared, and combined the Four Symbol Sword Formation to evolve the prototype of the domain.

"The four symbols of heaven and earth are the prototype of the domain, and it is indeed the eight-sect sword formation of my uncle!"

When Han Xiaotian saw it, his eyes turned red and he quickly stood up and saluted: "This guy has offended me so much before. I wonder if my uncle is going to be good recently?"

The elders next to them looked embarrassed, especially the red-faced elder who had just greeted Fang Yuan's head with a mountain-opening axe, who wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

“Master, he has already transformed…”

Fang Yuan sighed and said a few words about the experience of Juexin lay Buddhist.
To be continued...