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As he spoke, Fang Cun had already flipped his palm lightly, and pressed down towards the elder of the mountain.

By this time, he had guessed a lot of things.

Before, I always felt that the elder of the mountain was a lunatic, and it was difficult to communicate and communicate. Therefore, after finally seeing the elder of the mountain became sober, he also felt quite lucky, so he wanted to get some clues from the awake elder of the mountain. However, even though he thought so, his natural vigilance made him not fully believe in anyone, and this time, with the elder Shenshan telling a little bit about the past, coupled with his own deliberation, it is enough to make He came up with an answer to this matter...

what a shame.

Elder Shenshan can indeed be sober under certain circumstances.

But it was not Elder Shenshan who came to his senses.

On the contrary, it is the elder Shenshan who is crazy and unbearable.

...

...

"Who on earth are you?"

"Or, are you still a human being?"

"Did you pass on to him the practice technique of Sect Master Xiao Xu intentionally?"

"..."

During successive inquiries, Fang Cun’s moves became heavier and heavier. He still held the Eight Treasure Gourd in his hand. He only greeted the enemy with a single palm. The first palm slapped away the devilish energy from the "Elder Shenshan". , Rotating and deceiving the body and rushing forward, he directly split his hands and grabbed the shoulders of the elder Shenshan who was not good at sight and wanted to escape. His body was still and his mana was shaking, so he shook his yin legs without looking back.

"Huh!"

He squeezed the tactics with a single palm, and endless changes occurred between heaven and earth.

All the weird weapons all fell from the sky and quickly fell towards the elders of the mountain.

And his voice still seemed unusually stable: "Where is Sect Master Xiao Xu now?"

"Did you trick him into passing?"

"He is now alive or dead?"

"..."

Every time a word was asked, a demon soldier descended, carrying the endless fierce might, and fell on the elder of the mountain.

Take it!

The earth was cracked and murderous, countless magic soldiers landed, enclosing the earth.

It was like a fence, and like a cage intertwined with magic soldiers.

No matter where the elder Shenshan fled, he was pointed at by the magic soldier with infinite killing intent.

The elder Shenshan was pointed at by the demon soldier, and a deep drink sounded in his ear, which caused him to be upset. He suddenly went mad, and shouted: "The little Fang family, I have learned a little bit of fur, and dare to come and make me devil. Zong’s Shen Ming Secret Art to deal with me?"

Before the sound fell, his figure suddenly swelled.

It was like the magic breath between heaven and earth, all swallowed by him.

At the next moment, he suddenly opened his mouth, his mouth opened wide, and unexpectedly spit out a magic soldier from his mouth. The magic soldier was black with bright blood patterns on it. It looked unopened, but on the magic soldier, there was no black matter. The stopping surging, shaking, naturally, formed an extremely sharp cutting edge, and when he roared, he vigorously waved the magic sword in his hand and slashed forward fiercely.

Titicaca...

The demon soldiers that stopped in front of him were all swept away by him with a single sword, and they saw their way again.

This made him gritted his teeth and rushed forward, but when he saw a demon soldier blocking the way, he cut it off with a sword.

But just after escaping three or four feet, a white figure appeared in front of him. Without thinking about it, he cut it off with a sword.

But this figure was square inch, raised his hand and gently pinched the edge of the Demon Sword.

"This is the real magic soldier?"

Fang Cun lowered his head slightly, took a look, then forcefully broke a piece from the top with his fingers.

"It's just that!"

He popped out with his fingers, and this fragment of the magic soldier suddenly penetrated the elder of the mountain.

"puff……"

The elder Shenshan spouted blood and turned his head to escape. This time, he fleeed in the direction of the guarding mountain sect. Facing his figure, Fang Cun only frowned slightly, because he was here to find Xiao Xiao Sovereign Xu’s clues, so he didn’t get the killer before and after. This allowed Elder Shenshan to escape twice, but, if there is no killer, how can he ask for clues?

Fangcun gently analyze:

If you can escape, you are afraid of death.

There is a breakthrough if you are afraid of death.

simple!

...

...

Fang Cun thought so, and sighed lowly. He stretched out his hand to call to the side. A piece of the magic soldier stuck on the ground was recruited into his hand. This magic soldier was a sword, and it was a bit incomplete. It was swiped by the elder of the mountain just now, and there was only one piece left. Although it was transformed with supernatural powers, it looked extremely real, and it looked heavy and interesting when held in his hand.

"My supernatural power is actually despised?"

Fang Cun thought to himself, and said: "However, compared to him, I really can only count as pirated..."

When this thought flashed through, he remembered that he just stretched out his hand to pinch the aging magic weapon from the sacred mountain, and when he broke it out of a gap, he felt the change in it, and he turned his mind slightly, and mana surged from his palm. Swinging out, it was like a faint divine light, climbing up the half of the magic knife, and on the magic knife, it continued to extend, changing its shape.

In a moment, this magic sword has become a little bit weird, just like the one that was transformed by the elder of the mountain.

Then Fang Cun shook the magic knife with satisfaction~lightnovelpub.net~, raising his hand and cutting it away.

"laugh!"

The devilish masterpiece, traversed more than ten miles, slashed forward.

At this time, the elder of the mountain was running towards the guarding mountain sect. It seemed that he was only returning to the original back mountain, but Fang Cun could see that his purpose should be to escape back to the guarding mountain sect or to hold the disciples as hostage. Or something else interrupted.

However, Fang Cun did not intend to give him this opportunity.

The magic light slashed forward and reached the elder of the mountain in an instant.

Elder Shenshan realized that something was wrong and hurriedly dodged to avoid him, but was still swept away by the magic light.

"Shit..."

At least half of his body turned into rotten flesh, his body fell into the valley, and his face had become shocked.

"You...you dare to kill me?"

"..."

"Why don't you dare?"

Fang Cun held a sharpening knife and walked along, and in one trip, he was in the back mountain.

It seems that the distance from the elders of the mountain is only a few meters away.

The elder Shenshan was frightened and angry. He was very frightened. Under the pressure of a square inch, he felt that his hands and feet could not move. At this time, he began to have a red light in his eyes. The kind of madness gradually regained the upper hand. , There was a sudden roar in his mouth, and he stood up and got up, only to see him forcefully hitting himself on his face, hitting his face desperately, with an extremely cruel attack.

Fang Cun frowned slightly, not feeling ridiculous.

He saw it, this should be the real elder will of the mountain has the upper hand.

"Where is Sect Master Xiao Xu now!"

He stared at the elder Shenshan, and asked in a deep voice, "Can you give me a clue?"

"magic……"

In the madness, the elder Shenshan struggling to open his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but his speech was extremely vague.