It has been three days since Fang Cun went to Yan Luo Tie, and intensive inspections have already begun in the city, but as everyone expected, Fang Cun seems to have disappeared from Qingzhou Mansion, no matter how hard you search, you can't even think of finding a trace .
Zhang Junjie stood in front of the window looking a little sleepy, then retracted his head and said, "You say, don't you have the guts to do something about that square inch? It's been three days. If he doesn't show up all the time, don't we have to stay here all the time?" Stay here?"
"Okay, don't complain, I just heard that Mu Qiu, the son of pity, had fought against him. At that time, he was only no more than Xuan rank, so Mu Qiu suffered a little loss. Based on this alone, we can't Look down." The people behind smiled and shook their heads and said, "Third senior brother, you are now at the peak of the earth, I don't know, what are your chances of winning when you meet Mr. Xihua?"
When asked about this, Zhang Junjie was at a loss for words. Although he was usually conceited about his talent, but when he mentioned that when he was at the Xuan level, he had leapfrogged and killed the evildoers who were strong at the low level, he felt a little apprehensive. Although they are all at the peak of the earth level in name, in reality, the gap in strength may not be the slightest bit.
After all, he has not been qualified to teach Qinglian Jiangang until now, but Mu Qiu, the successor of the demon king, probably has more than one or two unique skills.
"One yard is one yard. Besides, it is rumored that Mu Qiu has been tracking down his whereabouts. If we really meet, it will save trouble." Shaking his head, Zhang Junjie immediately said, "However, if you want me to say, we also There's no need to stay here stupidly, I thought, that is, in the past few days, there must be some reaction, or, let's go to see the excitement?"
Most of the people present were the disciples of Qingzhou Mansion Lord, and now the third disciple Zhang Junjie and the fifth disciple Xiao Yuan were in charge.
"It's okay for the two of us, but their strength is a bit weaker." Shaking his head slightly, Xiao Yuan said softly, "After all, we should not underestimate Fangcun. If we really want to fight, even if we lose, the aftermath of the battle will not be them. bearable."
This is not an exaggeration. Although these people are all disciples of Qingzhou Mansion Master, in fact, most of them are just pretending to be names, and they may not see Qingzhou Mansion Master once in a few years. Most of the strength is only at the Xuan level. This strength is naturally good elsewhere, but if it is compared with Fangcun, it is naturally too far behind.
On weekdays, Bai Rong, the big brother, is more like a teacher.
Of course, Zhang Junjie and Xiao Yuan are different. This time, when they came here, they were in charge of watching other people not to cause any trouble.
"Boom!"
While he was talking, he suddenly heard a loud noise coming from outside the mansion, and in a blink of an eye, a white suit suddenly appeared in the sky.
"who?"
Almost instantly, the guards in the mansion reacted, but looked at the figure standing in the air with the sword, but there was nothing they could do.
Although Yu Jian's flight is a bit of a trick, but he is always flying in the sky, isn't he? Most of these guards are nothing more than the strength of the Xuan rank, how can they get to them?
"Come here uninvited, if there is something abrupt, if you don't die, you have to bear with me for a while." With a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, Fang Cun's eyes fell in the direction of the main hall, and he smiled, as if it was just A visit between friends is average.
Being in the drizzle, however, it seemed that there was an invisible force that gently pushed the raindrops away, but none of them fell on the body.
"Fang Cun?! You are Fang Cun!"
I don't know who was the first to react, but after calling out this name, there was an uproar immediately, and everyone couldn't help feeling a little dazed for a moment.
At this time, Fang Cun should have gone to fight Bai Rong, why did he come here? Could it be the wrong place?
No one expected that Fang Cun would kick off the curtain in such a way after throwing Yan Luotie and attracting everyone's attention.
Taking a panoramic view of everyone's reactions, Fang Cun didn't care about them at all.
Yan Luotie? That's right, Yan Luo's post was indeed posted, but no one stipulated that besides that, he couldn't kill anyone, right?
?Assassins act, they pay attention to the falsehood and the real, and the shots are all at unexpected times.
As for what other people think, why bother?
"Fang came from afar, is this how you treat guests?" He didn't care whether other people recognized his identity at all. Fang Cun frowned slightly, and said lightly, "Since you guys don't intend to invite me in for a cup of tea, why don't you come out together."
After a word fell, with a light touch in the hand, a sword light flashed, and everyone was in the same place.The Qinglian Sword Gang has already been handed down.
What's more, Fang Cun has not only comprehended a trace of sword intent now, but has truly understood the sword intent and formed his own sword intent. It is only one step away from transforming it into the rules of the sword.
This kind of sword intent is actually the most original power, and it is simply not something that ordinary people can compete with.
Until now, Zhang Junjie didn't understand why Fang Cun had the guts to challenge Bai Rong directly!
Because, in comparison, they are no longer qualified to fight Fangcun head-on.
It's a pity, it's too late for him to understand these times!
The next moment, there was a touch of blood in the throat, and the consciousness had gradually dissipated, leaving only the last trace of consciousness, and vaguely heard the last line of poetry uttered by Fang Cun.
"¡¡Hello."
In just a few minutes, including Zhang Junjie and Xiao Yuan, the thirteen disciples of Qingzhou Mansion Master died together!
The drizzle was drizzling, but the rain seemed to have been stained with a faint layer of blood mist.
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