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Four hundred and sixtieth chapters straight

"I didn't expect that Taoist Liuyun had actually cultivated the Four Symbols Mysterious Art!"

Fang Ming floated down from Tiandu Peak, looking at the almost destroyed peak, with a sigh on his face.

The result of this battle was naturally that Wang Longbiao was defeated and fled.

But although Taoist Liuyun showed his magical power of Xuan Xuan, and he had hope of breaking it, he was also injured. He didn't even say anything on the scene, so he just sat on the iron beak and flew away.

Fang Ming made a quick decision and quickly got off Tiandu Peak.

Huh!

The mountain roads on both sides seem to turn into illusions, showing how fast Fang Ming is.

He is running away!

Of course, you have to run away! After this battle, the righteous man's power has soared, and maybe you will come to siege and kill these demons!

The identity of the Demon Lord is not very clean! Especially, he has just made a move with the people from the Tianlei Sect.

Therefore, Fang Ming went down Tiandu Peak almost at the same time as Taoist Liuyun.

However, the other person had an iron beak and flying crane as his feet, and he had already disappeared without a trace, but Fang Ming was still running wildly on the ground.

"This trip is worth it! This trip is worth it!"

With other masters of magic to attract firepower, Fang Ming is the fastest one and he is still confident that he can escape.

Moreover, with this experience, he also had a vague inspiration for his future path, which made him sigh that this trip was worthy of.

How fast is Fang Ming?

Although I laughed at myself as eating soil on the ground compared to Liuyun, I also scurried dozens of feet in an instant, and I went away for several miles in my breath.

In just half an hour, he had completely left the scope of Tiandu Peak and headed towards Xiling City.

However, just as he was about to stop his light skills and switch to walking or horsepower, a voice came from afar:

"The Demon Lord stays!"

Fang Ming was shocked immediately!

It’s really a great time the other party chose!

It happened to be the time when he ran and stopped and consumed half of his energy!

Moreover, when he shouted out at this time, he also saw through the meaning of walking, which made Fang Ming think that his every move was already under the control of the enemy's hands, bringing a powerful sense of oppression.

"So amazing! But... with my speed and spiritual sense, if someone follows me, I will never be ignorant. It should be that when I went to Tiandu Peak, I was tricked?"

Fang Ming's thoughts were heard: "If you can track a master and block it, the other party will definitely have more than one person, and you must have it from all directions! Even Ji Ling may not have such a force, unless it is a force of the Three Sects and Five Sects and the Outer Domain Demon Sect at the level!"

In just a moment, he calculated the causes and consequences clearly. The only thing he didn't understand was the other party's motives.

After all, there is no need to mobilize a demon lord like this for the sake of the open.

"Listen to this person's voice, the sound is in line, and it just happened to be heard at the point where I stopped. My vision and skills are extraordinary, at least I am a master, maybe even a little higher!"

Fang Ming's eyes condensed and looked at the speaker.

At this moment, he secretly hated that if he would sit in the fifth level of true view of Forget the Sutra and practice perfectly, the true nature is always calm, and when sitting in the void, his heart will feel remotely when outsiders are hostile, they will never be tracked or even ambushed so easily!

The general tracking method cannot do anything to the master. It can be seen that the one who takes action against Fang Ming this time must be an extremely powerful force!

"Who are you……"

He had seen the person who had just spoken out to intercept him.

It was an old man wearing a straw raincoat and fishing by the river. He was still holding a green hanging rod in his hand, but the bamboo basket next to him was empty and obviously nothing was found.

"Haha! The fish are on the bait!"

The old man suddenly laughed and raised his wrist!

Amid the water splashes, a black-green-headed grass carp was caught immediately, and its tail was still shaking, slapping at the water splashes.

The old man took off the grass carp. At this time, Fang Ming saw that his hook was straight and had no curvature at all.

"Why rather take it straight than seek it in the curve?"

Fang Ming suddenly said.

"My friend is smart! I'm right, I've seen me!"

The old man took off his hat, and Fang Ming then realized that the other party was not old, probably no more than fifty years old, his skin was as jade as he could see without any wrinkles. It was obviously very well maintained. The most eye-catching thing was his golden eyebrows, which rippled in the sun with a dreamy smell.

While he was talking, a grass carp was like crazy and popped out of the water, following the big-headed grass carp before, and jumped into the fish basket.

It seems that the grass carp that was caught before was the "king" among them, so they want to follow them!

"The sympathy of heaven and man! What a great master's method!"

Fang Ming's eyes twitched.

Using true qi as silk thread fishing is not a profound trick, and even a master of innate qi can do it.

But you can use spiritual illusions to confuse nearby waters, and then "pop up" grass carp lines through the river! Such feats cannot be achieved without the sympathy of heaven and man.

As for the heavens?

Fang Ming thought he didn't have such a great face, and he had also seen Liuyun and Wang Longbiao. Although the golden eyebrows in front of him were powerful, they were far from the realm of the previous two.

"I heard... Yulong Nao's heart fell into the hands of his friend?"

Zhi Feiqu asked slowly, but there seemed to be a flash of lightning in Fang Ming's heart!

His doubts just now were immediately explained!

This is actually neither the Demon Sect nor the Righteous One, but the remnant of Daqian!

Although the Daqian Dynasty is still there, it is a bit inappropriate to call the remnants, in Fang Ming's opinion, these people are no different from those rebellious in the previous dynasties.

‘Not bad! There are three kilograms of nails in the rotten ship. Although the Daqian royal family has been in decline, there are still many loyal people who have been in the position of the king and the minister for hundreds of years. When they gather together, it is also a huge network of relationships!’

Even if the Qing Dynasty was destroyed, a bunch of old and young people could be left behind. Naturally, the Daqian Dynasty would not have done any worse.

‘For both the righteous and the demons, one of the hardships is nothing, but the Daqian royal family is different! Is it because Prince Daqian was afraid that the other party would come to my hands and reveal some secrets?’

‘However, I have been sent to die before, so what are I afraid of? Could it be to confirm some information?’

All possible chances flashed through Fang Ming's heart, but his face suddenly became muffled: "I am so sad? He is already dead. If you don't believe it, I can take you to see his bones!"

"I naturally know this!"

Zhifeiqu nodded with great understanding: "If he has performed the 'Three-day Death Skill, he will naturally have to die, and the Daluo God is hard to save! Now you may have guessed that I am the commander of Yu Longzhi!"

His eyes under his golden eyebrows emitted divine light, as if he wanted to pierce Fang Ming!

Fang Ming said intimately that the other party's words were like martial arts, with no trace to be found, but they were at ease, suppressing and dismantling his will to resist like a cook Ding cut a cow.

"I am naturally not interested in a dead person, I just have a few questions to ask my friend!"

Zhifeiqu naturally could not imagine Fang Ming and the terrifying magical power of the Demon Tribulation. At this time, he had already thought that Tie Xinku would definitely die: "It is said that Tie Xinku seemed to be desperately defending his friend before he died, but he didn't know what was going on?"

"So this is it!"

Fang Ming looked disgusted: "He used his life-saving grace and his memory of martial arts secrets as bait, and asked me to do something for him!"

"Oh? What's the matter?"

Zhi Feiqu's face moved, and even his body leaned forward a little unconsciously.

But what greeted him was a sword light!

Divine Sword Slash!!!

Faced with this great master who was even better than him in martial arts, Fang Ming even took action with him in a disagreement!

Not only did you take action, but you also had the full moon scimitar with one move, the most powerful and direct 'Divine Sword Slash'!

"you……"

The word Zhifeiqu had to retreat after he said it. The straight cut-off line even made him feel a strong sense of crisis!

"Old guy with obvious malicious intentions! Death!"

Fang Ming's sword came out without returning, the full moon scimitar went straight down, and the blade roared even more, spreading a strange aura, which was dazzling.

Zhifei Qu retreated again and again, and even one foot had stepped into the surging river water, soaking her trousers' legs, making her look very embarrassed.

Because he was confident and felt that the situation was in control, he never expected Fang Ming to be so brave, so he naturally missed his chances.

But the second point was that Fang Ming deliberately told a secret, which made him feel scruples.

As long as he still wants to know the secret that Tie Xinkuo told, he will definitely not be able to kill Fang Ming!

In this way, one side is intentional, the other side is unscrupulous, the other side is concerned, and the other side is in a disadvantage several times. Zhi Feiqu has not been split in half yet, which is already a strong enough martial arts!

"Since I've come to you, I definitely don't plan to let me go. Anyway, I have to take action sooner or later, the sooner the better. Otherwise, when the other party comes, I will be trapped in a siege!"

Fang Mingqing roared, his black hair scattered, his clothes roared, and his terrifying demonic nature emanated from his eyes, like two purple-red sharp arrows, stabbing into the eyes of the Grandmaster.

At the same time, as if affected by his magical nature, the full moon scimitar roared even more, and even the straight line gradually converged.

Facing this slash that even the last trace of the knife light was restrained, Zhi Feiqu's expression was so serious that it was beyond words.

He kept walking on the water like a candle, and he suddenly retreated more than ten feet away in an instant! Finally, he avoided the range of the scimitar.

Fang Ming stood with a knife, but did not pursue him.

"What a quick knife, what a evil knife!"

Zhi Feiqu murmured, and suddenly a bloodline appeared in his eyebrows!

This blood line starts from the center of the eyebrows, crosses the bridge of the nose, lips, and even reaches the navel. The flesh and flesh are turned open and a trace of blood is overflowing.

"I have fought against masters all over the world, but I have never seen such a magical sword technique. As long as I get a little deeper, I am afraid I will not be able to escape the disaster of breaking my stomach!"

At the end of the conversation, a trace of blood even spilled out from the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!
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