"This person... is it really flying in the sand?"

Han Jingfei looked at the tyrants who died under his own hands, and some could not believe it.

I am troubled by my own troubles for many days.

This is Wu Zong!

"More than that... There is this Cheng Yu, it is the head of Yu Xuanzong, and the only one of the Tongmai Wuzong... The news of his death is released, I am afraid that the entire Jade Emperor Xuanzong will fall apart..."

Fang Yuan slowly stepped out and said casually: "As for the remaining loyal people, as long as you practice the knife I left, I must still be able to cope. This is also the pressure I gave you..."

"Thank you, Mr.!"

Among this dead body, Han Jingfei suddenly matured.

He forced himself to forget the grievances and weaknesses that had just been manipulated, and respectfully bowed to Fang Yuan: "If Mr. Fei is shot, my Han family may really want to hurt!"

"Well, let's go back!"

Fang Yuan shook his head.

To be honest, if it is pure teacher-apprentice teaching, such a short period of time is certainly not enough.

It’s just that he is a dreamer. Naturally, he has the method of opportunistic tricks. It is roughly similar to the topping, so that the brothers and sisters can be as good as possible.

Not much to say at this time, directly left the general altar of the Shajiabang and returned to the Han family.

"grandfather!"

When Han Jingfei saw Han Xiaotian waiting in the hall, he suddenly bowed to the ceremony: "Suner and Mr. Mad Knife have gone here, and the troubles of Shajiabang and Yuxuanzong have been solved!"

"Is it?"

Han Xiaotian’s face was white, and there was a hint of haze in his eyes. He smiled and said: “Da’s great virtue, grateful, and please entertain the banquet.”

"good……"

Fang Yuan took a look at the old man and walked into the hall.

"Stunning fly...you go to the back hall with your sister to help!"

When I saw Han Jingfei also want to come in, Han Xiaotian suddenly drank, and the tone was unprecedented.

"Yes!"

Han Jingfei also noticed something, his face was a little white, and he rushed to the backyard.

......

"Come here, Mr. Mad Knife, this cup I respect you!"

Within the hall, a rich banquet has been arranged. The meat is the flesh, the fruit is the fruit, the spirit wine, the spirit tea, and it can be said that it is necessary to eat the assets of a hundred people in the middle of the family, even if it is Han The home is also very difficult.

"Polite, polite..."

Fang Yuan did not refuse to come, and killed it directly.

This wine is amber, the entrance is pure and the taste is very good.

"Come on, this is the beast of the Sharo beast. It is rare in the local area. I use it more!"

"The old man is plundering the land, and he has a cup of Mr. Knife, I am doing it, you are free!"

"Come, please use the fruit!"

......

On the table, they are all a group of old men. After Han Xiaotian’s introduction, they are roughly the first-class characters of the family elders. There are four people together.

At this time, I was diligently urging the wine to pick up the dishes, one by one.

Fang Yuan also pretended not to know, eat and drink directly.

"Mr. Knife, it’s a good drink, good spirit!"

After three rounds of wine, after the five-flavored dish, Han Xiaotian’s face suddenly became cold: “Just... the old age has something, I don’t know if I ask it inappropriately?”

"You said, I know everything!"

Fang Yuan holds the wine cellar, like a smile.

"According to my unsuccessful grandson, the technique of manipulating his body in your restaurant is a dreamer?"

Han Xiaotian stared at Fang Yuan and his voice became cold.

"Exactly!"

Fang Yuan nodded.

"Good! Good! Good! Finally let you find here!"

Han Xiaotian’s softness, like the spirit of God, was taken away in general, looking at Fang Yuan’s eyes with a twilight.

"Big brother, fight with him, have the layout of the uncle, what are you afraid of?"

A white-haired Korean parent said, "I want to come up and bite a piece of meat."

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

Fang Yuandao: "Next, is it the same as the cup, and the three hundred-knife hand is on?"

"Three hundred knife axe?"

Han Xiaotian shook his head: "There are too many people in the three. You can know that although this wine is non-toxic, it will produce a drunken atmosphere with the arrangement of the array around this hall. Even the dreamer must be weak. Can't move... This is our uncle's self-arrangement, under the power, all are lore, in order to deal with you such a thief's undead dreamer! Now you, then move half a dream to try? ”

"Big brother, why bother to say so much to him?"

A red-faced old man screamed and pulled out a black giant axe: "Cut him first!"

Fang Yuan was speechless immediately. Before that, he was the most flattering person. He respected the most and respected him. He thought that he would take the lead and be the first to take the lead.

Moreover, the teacher's message is quite good. He has sinned the dreamer, and even a friend has not, so that when the children and grandchildren see the dreamer, they think they are going to seek revenge.

call!

At this time, the red-faced elders can't wait, the axe is a tiger, and the girl squats.

clang!

The huge muffled sound spread, the horrible reaction force directly caused the axe handle to break, and flew away. The red-faced elders flew out and crashed into the copper pillar, causing the whole hall to tremble.

"impossible!"

Han Xiaotian looked at the axe that had already had a semi-circular notch, and the square that did not move, even a hair that had not fallen, almost stopped breathing. After a long time, only two words were spit out. Come: "True holy..."

These two words seem to have magical powers, and the elders around them are showing the color of despair.

"I don't think you are not only a dreamer, but you are still a true holy warrior..."

Han Xiaotian secretly gestured and smiled: "You can handle such a powerful shot, I will not die until I die..."

"You are not busy dragging me, or transferring something..."

Fang Yuan drank another drink, very speechless: "I just admit that I am a dreamer. How do you think that I am an enemy?"

"The uncle once said that he has too many people to sin, and there is no one to pay for it... but the dreamer who goes to the door, Ning is wrong, let go!"

Han Xiaotian was miserable.

Fang Yuan has turned a blind eye, feeling that this is the character of a truly ruthless layman.

Later, the kindly master who adopted him, I am afraid that after undergoing this upheaval, I have changed my mind.

"All right……"

Fang Yuan spread his hands and felt that he would put it on again. Eighty percent of the old guys must be scared to death. It’s not to repay, it’s a revenge.

Immediately said: "My identity, you may have guessed wrong, I am not your enemy, but the disciple of Ye Shishizun..."

"Ye is... Uncle?"

When Han Xiaotian heard it, his eyes lit up and he immediately shook his head: "Impossible... my uncle has never received an apprentice!"

"It doesn't have to be in the big hands to get the apprentice... And, why should I lie to you?"

Fang Yuan sneered aloud: "I really want to start, I can kill you all over the door in a moment!"

"indeed……"

When Han Xiaotian saw Fang Yuan or Da Ma Jindao sitting, he could not help but believe: "Hey... I don't know this adult, what is the certificate?"

"Voucher? Does this count?"

Fang Yuan waved his hand, and the wind and thunder fire and four swords appeared, and combined with the four-image sword array, the derivation of the field.

"The four images of Tianhe, the embryonic form of the field, is indeed the uncle's eight swords of his old man!"

When Han Xiaotian saw it, his eyes suddenly became red, and he quickly got up and saluted: "This little brother, I have been offended before. I don't know if my uncle is good recently?"

A few elders next to me, suddenly look stunned, especially the red-faced elders who had just greeted the head of the mountain with a big axe, and had no choice but to find a place to sneak into it.

"Shi Zun, his old man has been seated..."

Fang Yuan sighed and said a few words about the experience of the ruthless layman.

"Oh... I don't want to be filial, I can't bear the joy of my knees, thank you little brother!"

Han Xiaotian and others were red-eyed and bowed to Fang Yuan.

"Well, this time I came, just want to see how the Master respects the future generations, and take care of them one by one. Now it seems that it is a good life... I don't need to worry about it..."

Fang Yuan smiled slightly: "It’s just that although I have also cultivated great power, but the master has too many enemies, for the sake of safety, it is still good to hide..."

"This we know!"

Han Xiaotian and others are bitter smiles, and as if they think of something, they get up: "We have kept the same relics of the uncle's adult here, please see the little brother!"

Now move the wine table, open a slate and find a leather bag.

"Ok?"

Fang Yuanyi.

As early as the beginning, he swept through it for dozens of times, but did not find this institution.

It seems that this leather is very extraordinary, with the miraculous effect of covering the mind.

Han Xiaotian flipped the leather bag and poured out a bright yellow jade slip. He smiled and said: "Original, this is a thought left by the uncle's adult. If we have a dreamer qualification in the descendants, after the achievement of the virtual holy, We can deliver this thing, but we are not, the family is bloody, and even the spirits have never had..."

"Ok!"

Fang Yuan took some curiously, and he swept away. He suddenly realized: "This is the inheritance of the Eight-Dollar Swordsman. If a dream teacher is out, it is indeed possible to embark on the road of the Dream Soldier... eh? ”

This inheritance, I have a copy, naturally nothing.

However, when Fang Yuanshen saw the back, he saw that after the Eight-Door Sword Array, there was a large amount of information, which could not help but be remembered.

"This thing has a little effect on me... I will record one or two!"

He generously returned Ming Huangyu to Han Xiaotian, thought about it, and took out a blood-red jade: "This is a set of martial arts, called Qiankun Giant Spirit, which can open eight veins." It’s a good practice to condense the giant spirits, and it’s a good practice in Dagan, and the road is very clean, so you don’t have to be afraid to be discovered!”

When the Yang family died, the Qiang Kun giant spirit had already flown out, and there was a practice in the dream world, so it was nothing.

"Thank you, adults!"

Han Xiaotian is overjoyed. Although his big shackles are overbearing, they do not have the method of condensing the Eucharist. At this time, this giant spiritual power is the foundation of a family's rise.

"Well, when things are done, I should go!"

Fang Yuan Wei Shi a ceremony, a layer of fog will appear around, people in the field immediately blurred eyes.

"Sorry, just in case, some of your memories still have to be revised..."