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Chapter 362 Song Yanjun(1/3)

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In the dark and silent cave.

Yang Fang's eyes suddenly opened, like a bolt of lightning, and turned over and moved his body.

The night outside was heavy and the stars were dotted.

This time, there was no damage to the body, but it was over-explosive and felt a sense of fatigue. Fortunately, under the influence of some Qi Recovery Pills, a lot of recovery has been recovered at this moment.

Yang Fang first stood outside the cave, listened outside for a while, and after confirming that there was no abnormality in all directions, he breathed a sigh of relief and began to think about what to do next.

Underworld!

Mysterious and powerful.

Even forces like the Sky God Palace and the Tianling Tower have no choice but to do anything to them.

They were secretly detailing their investigations.

Black Impermanence smiles.

These jade talismans are consumables, and they will not use them if they are in a crisis of life and death.

This Killing Sword King Peak is equivalent to being directly deposed half of it.

···

In the dark forest.

The two of them were as if they were shrinking into inches. Their bodies swayed and disappeared in an instant, which was incredibly fast.

Hei Wuchang smiled, and his voice came out, but it still made everyone around him unable to hear it.

Yang Fang did not agree directly, but asked.

Yang Fang had already changed into a human skin mask, and even his favorite black and green robe, wearing a newly bought white robe.

"Now?"

With a bent finger, a burning sandalwood instantly inserted into the table, and blue smoke emerged.

"Yuanshi, Yuanshi...that senior is really unfathomable."

Seeing that dawn was about to break out, he grew up and stopped waiting for more, but his body flashed, swept past and rushed towards the distance.

With his current ability, even if he can kill Hei Wuchang, he will definitely not be able to deal with [Song Yanjun].

Area outside the hall.

Even if other people's bodies are transplanted, their physical strength and flexibility are definitely not as strong as those of their original wife.

But I didn't expect that he seriously underestimated you and died at your hands. I have to say that Bai Wuchang is too useless, both weak and fun. Such a person will die if he dies. Why should I fight for him?

This time I came here, I still wanted to win you over. How about it, are you interested in joining the [underworld]?"

The masters of the three major forces almost didn't move much during this day, but gathered together firmly and waited for reinforcements.

Just as Yang Fang was having a meal quietly and was about to wait for the night to return to Tianling City again, suddenly, outside the tavern gate, a figure in a black robe appeared here with a smile on his face.

Ye Xuan opened his eyes from the room again, his body instantly turned up, and he let out a light breath, falling into thought.

"Who are you?"

The white robe is bright and untainted by dust, and it looks like a black hair, with a unique temperament.

It made his body unable to heal at all.

If you just leave like this, the pills will be in vain.

It made them feel surprised and dared not take action.

Yang Fang's tone was calm.

As for the underworld's mission, let's take a step first.

"Friend, I wonder if I can sit down?"

There is no such prosperity as other temples in the main hall. It seems that the sunlight is gone all year round, and it looks a bit gloomy.

As long as you are still limited to the third ladder, you don’t need to be afraid of relying on various trump cards.

"Isn't it to avenge Bai Wuchang?"

The figure flashes.

An unspeakable evil aura surged into his body, constantly eroding his body.

Black Impermanence smiles.

“Yes, that’s now.”

No one seemed to notice his arrival and his voice.

Rather than doing this, it is better to settle for the complete picture.

Yang Fang was shocked again.

Anyway, the elixir from Liu Xianquan is about to be refined.

What a strong spiritual secret.

Yang Fang said to himself, put away the jade talisman in his hand, then returned to the cave again, and sat down cross-legged.

Although I tried to kill their people at once, the subsequent troubles will definitely not be small.

The entire Taoist temple is extremely inconspicuous, deserted, and there are not many pilgrims.

The dark and haze is full of fragments of hair and flesh, and there are many strange sounds and vague figures. Are there living things here?

Suddenly, Yang Fang remembered something, and flipped his palm and several broken yellow jade talismans appeared, revealing a hint of regret.

I couldn't imagine that at this moment, a strong man who they could not see or hear had already appeared opposite Yang Fang.

Then, he raised his head, stepped on his feet, and it appeared from the door area on the second floor of the restaurant like a shuttle.

There is a high probability that you will be disabled!

More likely to die tragically!

Therefore, it is impossible to say that you are not nervous.

Yang Fang's heart was surging rapidly.

Hei Wuchang smiled and said, "We have checked your deeds. The organization has a very high reputation for your talent, so I sent Bai Wuchang to win you over before, but Bai Wuchang was too conceited and very playful. He wanted you to fall into a desperate situation and then appear in person to win you over!

Otherwise, wouldn’t Wang Feng be dead at this moment?

···

At noon.

It has already appeared in a deep mountain Taoist temple.

One stick of incense...

Does it mean that once time passes, do you have to act forcefully for convenience?

Unless you can use some genius treasures to transplant other people's bodies in the future, you will always be a disabled person.

He had age spots on his face and gray hair. He looked quite old, and seemed to be around 80 or 90 years old. His whole body exuded a rotten atmosphere of [just till he was about to die].

Whether it is to make a name for one fell swoop or be defeated by Tang Huan, we will all see this time!

The three martial arts competitions are not just about failure.

Thinking of this place, Yang Fang paused, changed direction and rushed to a nearby town.

His voice came out, containing a strange power.

"Yes, this eastern area is just under the responsibility of [Song Yanjun]. Not everyone can enter this adult's eyes, so I can give you time to consider, a stick of incense is OK?"

Yang Fang took a breath, threw half a penny at his fingertips, and followed directly behind him.

"No, Hei Bai Wuchang is just an errand runner under Song Yanjun. It's also hard to work. By the way, Bai Wuchang's position is often changed. Three Bai Wuchangs have died. Brother Xiao must be careful in the future. If you kill Bai Wuchang, you may also replace him."

Yang Fang asked.

This is like a huge spiritual realm, which encompasses everyone in this spiritual realm. Anyone who hears and sees is seriously controlled and distorted by him.

Yang Fang was shocked and suspicious.

I feel like I am being stared at by some unknown evil beast.

"What kind of power is the underworld? What can I get when I join the underworld?"

"You have traces of the Holy Art on your body, this is what Zhou Yuan passed on to you."

Faced with such a terrifying scene, how could the three major forces dare to follow further? They just wanted to wait for reinforcements here and find a way when the Supreme Elders come.

The famous Killing Sword King Feng ended up like this. Who can believe it?

Killing Sword King Peak and Demon Sword Wan Ming are all masters who have entered the third ladder.
To be continued...
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