The three Nine Chongtian Lao Xiu, together with the Ji Lao fairy, are naturally no ordinary characters.

They are all sitting in the ninth heaven, well-known, guarding the ancestral monster on one side.

Not only does everyone's cultivation practice reach the peak of Yuanying, but also they have their own ambitions. Some are good at refining plague, some are good at making sickness, some are good at refining poison, and some are good at driving evil spirits. That is to say, in the whole practice circle, all four of them are also fierce, deterring the existence of the Quartet. No one wants to be an enemy with them, and would rather retreat.

Especially the evil soldiers created by the four of them are regarded as nightmares by every fairy gate.

Their reputation even surpassed some of Jiu Tiantian’s true celestial beings, emperors, and princesses, because they were difficult to entangle, because their methods were too weird, but now, they are suddenly weak. ant……

"call out……"

A sword light flew by, and the head flew together.

The three of them are in it, and it looks no different from the other heads. Yuan Ying is crushed by Jian Qi.

"escape……"

And in this scene, the people around him who were shocked and frightened, and the last trace of warfare also disappeared invisible.

So there was an immediate chaos in the surrounding void, and the Cultivators no longer had any intention of fighting. They just wanted to flee and stay away from the battlefield.

Under the intimidation of the old deacon of Forgotten Island, the great gods, and Guan Ao, Yu Yan, and the incompetent dragon, these assassins have long been in a mess, unable to escape and even reorganize. What kind of situation can only be divided into a few groups, with bitter water in the throat, mechanically supported in front of the slaughter, and now even the strength of support is gone.

At this time, Fang Yuan suddenly walked around like a line.

Beside him, a sword of light flew like a snake, swiftly walking in the void, disappearing from time to time.

Jianguang passed everywhere, whether it was the elders of the world, the sect master, the strange assassin, the **** of war, and everyone was like a paper. Before the reaction, the head flew and rolled. Dang, fell into pieces...

...

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Kill kill, kill chaos.

The head was rolling, blood was screaming!

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...

Sword Qi is vertical and horizontal, and the fire is sky-high!

"Go quickly, you can definitely open a gap..."

Among the crowd, there is an old man in black robe, who is obviously higher than the others. He is brave and warrior. He rushed out of the crowd, and then he slept. He had to take advantage of the chaotic crowd to touch the edge of the fire wall. , Find a way to escape.

"Meow!"

He just rushed to the edge of the fire wall and heard a meow.

In amazement, as soon as he turned his head, he saw the white cat that had been chased and killed by him just now.

At this time, he was standing on a bluestone rock, his eyes fiercely looking at him, his eyes seemed to be scornful.

"Even if you are a beast, look down upon me?"

The old man in black robe was furious, and raised a sharp gun, spitting out layers of frost, and rolled straight towards the white cat.

The white cat jumped aside and escaped the sharp gun. The old man in the black robe continued to hide and tried to escape, but the white cat actually followed him, chasing him and yelling, like Calling Fang Yuan, hurry to avenge himself.

"Actually so vengeful?"

The old man in black robe was anxious and angry.

But this white cat is very treacherous, and if he hits it, he runs, and if he doesn't hit it, he follows, and he can't take it.

"Ok?"

The white cat's voice is easy to distinguish. Fang Yuan also heard in this chaos.

Looking down, he saw the white cat with a face of hatred, pointing his claws straight at the old man in black robe, and immediately understood in his heart, raised his hand with a sword, and beheaded the three or four babies around him, and then Big sleeves fluttered and flew down on Suzaku Lei Ling.

"How can children be so fierce, the old man fights with you..."

Seeing that the old man in black robe couldn't hide, he was frightened and angry, and his sharp gun opened, and he slammed into Fang Yuanmen's door.

"Wow..."

This gun condensed the endless icy air, passing the gun, and frozen a huge ice wall that was hundreds of feet long. I don’t know how many scattered fairy soldiers escaped. Sealed inside, his face was terrified and terrified, and it was very clear.

"Is there such a master?"

Fang Yuan's expression was slightly cold, and his figure came out.

Suzaku pounced out at his feet, steaming the boundless ice wall into water vapor, and dissipated into the invisible.

And Fang Yuan himself, swayed in shape, approached the white cat, picked it up, put it on his shoulder, and then turned back, just as the old man in black robe condensed a shot of mana and came straight, strength The weight seems to tear the void into a fissure, but Fang Yuan just turned his head slightly, this gun stabbed a void, then lifted his left hand and grabbed forward.

The old man in black robe shot himself empty, panicking, and greeted the claw, he instantly came up with hundreds of ways to escape, each of which was extremely delicate, but he didn't even use any of them. Fang Yuan grabbed his neck.

The reason is very simple, the catch is too fast.

Holding his neck, Fang Yuan pulled him to himself.

"Meow……"

Seeing this scene, the white cat on his shoulder showed a sense of hatred. He rushed along Fang Yuan's arm, raised his paw high, and called out to the old man in black robe. Slap, scratching three or four **** wounds.

And this paw also pulled the face mask from the old man's face off, revealing a face that was horrified and inexplicable.

Fang Yuan had seen this face in Bahuang City not long ago.

One of the ten great generals of the magical side, and Wang Huang, the guardian of Wangming.

"You actually do this kind of thing?"

Fang Yuan looked at his frightened face and shook his head.

One of the magical gods in the hall will actually appear in the assassination of another god. Of course, it is a big event that shocks countless people. But now, Fang Yuan has been surprised, and his heart has not yet. How many waves were born, just a backhand, cut the **** off the first level, flew in the air, and turned three times, when he fell, he was still blank.

"I missed it this time. Brother Cat suffered, and I couldn't bear you!"

Fang Yuan said to the white cat with a little apology.

"Meow……"

The white cat ignored it and pointed in another direction, destroying Fang Yuan to avenge himself.

"Ok?"

Fang Yuan followed the white cat's tail and looked at it. When he saw the chaotic crowd, there was a fascinating woman. Seeing that the surrounding fire was steaming, Fang Yuan was leading the people to open the killing ring, knowing that the assassination was hopeless. Anxiously sacrificed a quaint teapot, and then jumped in, and the teapot immediately flew into the air, hitting the western fire cloud...

Actually, I wanted to borrow the pot, broke through the surrounding flames, and escaped to life.

"Can't go..."

Fang Yuan assured the White Cat that his body shape changed, and he traversed dozens of miles in an instant. He hurried to the teapot before turning around and rolling towards the circle, with endless waves around. Ziyi's teapot punched.

"boom!"

With this punch, Shenyan was encircled, and his power was endless. It was heaven and earth, and he seemed to be making a hole.

But hitting this pot, it was just that the pot was backed dozens of miles, I don’t know how many people were killed before the dodge, but the teapot itself was not damaged, but instead took advantage of his punch and flew Go out and flee in the other direction.

"Meow……"

The white cat was furious, and it seemed that the monster was useless.

Fang Yuan was helpless, but raised his eyebrows, and then took out the evil sword.

Condensed mind, a sword chased away.

"Uh!"

On the sky pot, there were layers of purple mist, which even contained the power of some laws to resist this sword, but this sword light contained indescribable sharpness, and it had a kind of omnipresent meaning , A sword was cut, attached to the purple mist, with the pot body, all fragmented, at the end, the pot was swayed, the lid on the top was cut in half, and the whole body quickly became smaller.

The law inside the pot had collapsed. The voluptuous woman fell out of it, her face was horrified, and she looked at Fang Yuan.

Looking at the woman, Fang Yuan stunned slightly, and seemed familiar.

The woman responded very quickly, observing her words, and barely squeezed out a smile, saying: "In the secret home of the Jin Family in Tianlai City..."

Before she finished speaking, the white cat patted Fang Yuan on the shoulder, urging him.

Fang Yuan nodded and cut off with a sword, but also cut off the rest of her words.

Yuan Ying was swallowed by the toad who followed Fang Yuan. The woman's face was surprised: "Don't you let the words finish?"

"It turns out that you people are also involved..."

Fang Yuan has now also remembered the identity of this woman~lightnovelpub.net~If you have any idea.

But by this time, I couldn't think too much, and continued to use the sword to kill other places.

Seeing that the two enemies had been cut, Bai Mao was satisfied, and jumped from Fang Yuan's shoulder, looking for a safe place to watch the battle.

At this time, the nine fire dragons that Fang Yuan cast out were shrinking slowly, and naturally, they squeezed the countless people in front of him, so he didn’t even have to chase, just raised the sword to cut casually Just kill...

Whether it is the Nine Nether Palace Demon God, Yuan Yuan from unknown, all beheaded by him.

There are a lot of hundred infants, but under such slaughter, they actually died very quickly.

However, during the tea time, blood was rolling around, and it was spilled from the air like blood rain.

Above the ground, there are piles of corpses, like hilly mountains.

"Forgiveness...forgiveness..."

"I wait... drop..."

In response to this endless killing, and the surrounding fire dragon that blocked all the way, the last remaining fairy soldiers completely lost their fighting intentions. Just now Fang Yuan and others were killing the strong, Instead, they died later, but now the dragons are headless, mournful, and the three thousand immortal army, without any intention of war, kneel down and beg for mercy.

"Taozi..."

The old deacons who were all blood, and all the gods loyal to the Forgotten Island, looked at Fang Yuan.

If it is Yuanying, then naturally kill it directly!

It was just that these fairy troops were undoubtedly condemned by people. With a large number of people, they also looked at Fang Yuan and asked for an idea.

Fang Yuan just glanced coldly, then said lightly: "All killed, one will not stay!"

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