In the depression, Master Yan laughed loudly, and the laughter vibrated everywhere.

"If such a person is not eliminated, he will sooner or later be the enemy of my Qianqiu Society!"

"Everyone, if you let him go this time, if you want to get rid of him in time, you will inevitably sacrifice more companions!"

Speaking of this, Venerable Yan stopped, "You know, this nameless monk is just a teenager."

The surviving warlocks all looked up, their eyes showing shock. Just a teenager killed them so embarrassedly?

"Everyone, the travelers of a hundred miles are half ninety-nine. We have already walked to the door, how can we let him go?"

Venerable Yan stretched out his hand and pointed it was exactly the direction of the temple.

"I want to go through and kill the little monk Fang Dou for the future of Qianqiu Society!"

"Are you going?"

The mountain-killer held up the door panel and said, "Go!"

The remaining warlocks also started and agreed to go with them.

Seeing this, Master Yan laughed, and his morale was available. He knew that although he was suffering from heavy casualties, the real elites, the mountain killer, Fei Jiannu and others were still there.

With these main forces, killing the square and fighting is no problem.

After leaving the depression, Master Yan asked the serious injury to stay, and the warlock was left to follow him.

After a group of people walked a few steps, Master Yan suddenly said, "Flying Sword Slave, kill!"

A white line appeared in the air, stabbing dozens of meters on the side of the road. The seemingly empty and decent face was actually lurking with dog spirits.

Oh, the white line divides the dog spirit into two halves, clean and neat.

After the crushing defeat just now, Venerable Yan guessed that his group was beaten passively, and there must be eyeliners hidden beside him.

He was meticulous and pretended not to care, but in fact he secretly ordered the Fei Jiannu.

Fang Dou miscalculated and miscalculated the existence of the Feijian Slave, and was rebelled with the generals.

The dog spirit will not die, but it will be hard to deal with this battle.

Next, the gap between the two sides was widened and they had to meet and fight.

Fang Dou recalled that the power of that sword was explosive, and such an enemy was too threatening to hide in the dark.

His mind changed rapidly and he began to think of countermeasures.

Venerable Yan and his group had already appeared outside the temple and saw the altar in the open space, along with the square dove sitting in the center.

The nameless monk who killed them in a mess was actually a little monk who looked harmless.

"Wearing in Taoist robe, worshipped in the temple..."

Master Yan's eyes passed through the open space and fell to the main hall of the temple, slightly surprised.

"It's a Confucian Saint!"

"As soon as the God of Ears said, the three families are all complete!"

At this time, Fang Dou spoke, "The guest is coming from afar, and it is a great honor!"

When Master Yan looked at Fang Dou again, there was a newly built altar, obviously for the preparation this time.

He turned to the mountain knocker, "Look, I'm ready for it, and I'll prepare multiple killer moves for us."

"We plunged in with a glance, and we were defeated without any wickedness!"

"Dying Shanke, go!"

After hearing this, the Demonichiker bowed to Master Yan, held the door panel in his hand, and flashed toward the valley.

Master Yan spread his hands, "How much help can a mere altar bring to you!"

A tall blue-faced evil ghost with a huge face as big as a wheel, a mouth full of daggers, and a very long arms, and his claws are even more comparable to half of his arms. He can touch the insteps when he hangs down.

Venerable Yan waved his hands repeatedly, and three identical evil ghosts appeared, ranking in four directions, southeast, west and north, and happened to surround the altar in the center.

Without saying a word, the four blue-faced evil ghosts launched an attack on the altar.

Each time there was a heavy blow, a burst of light burst out from the altar, counteracting the fierce attacks of the evil ghosts.

Light patterns appeared on the altar, gradually wrapping the square dou.

After a while, Fang Dou jumped up high, grabbed the evil ghost's arm with one claw, and slapped it hard, and the hands were heavy and hard as pig iron.

However, the Golden Rooster Art, which is now different from the past, can finally shine.

Fang Dou's eyes were sharp and his wrists were torn, and he broke the evil ghost's arms at the same time.

The remaining three evil ghosts surrounded them at the same time, and six arms intertwined into a net, trying to bring Fang Dou into it.

The sharp claws were waving like meat grinders, enough to tear Fang Dou to pieces.

Fang Dou took a deep breath, golden light shining in his pores, his whole body was like a layer of golden robe, majestic like a god of war from the sky.

He stretched out his claws, wrapped in golden light, like a sharp fingertip.

The tips of the ten fingers penetrated the evil ghost's arm and slammed it into pieces.

Fang Dou pulled it at will, and the evil ghost with huge bodies could not be used all his strength. He was pulled back and forth, and the dongdongdongdong kept making dull noises.

"My four ghost generals are not the opponent?"

Master Yan was both shocked and angry, and waved his hand suddenly in the direction of the mountain destroyer disappearing!

"It's time to start!"

As if in response, the sound of a whistling sound of a whistle through the air came from the air. A rock as big as a water tank flew to the high altitude and fell. The target was the altar under Fang Dou's feet.

The rocks are already heavy, and when they drop from high altitude, they not only have excellent accuracy, but their potential energy is even more terrifying.

It's like a stone cannon, accurate and landed on the altar.

Fang Dou raised his foot and kicked the rock to pieces, and shook the altar under his feet twice.

Before he could recover, the sound of breaking through the air above his head continued, and three or two big stones fell from the top of his head.

At this moment, Fang Dou finally understood the reason why the mountain-killing guest entered the mountain.

This person is born with divine power and is even more powerful in body refining. He has the nickname of destroying mountain tourists. He enters the mountains like a fish in water and can continuously dig big stones.

A mountain destroyer, a human trencher who is exhausted.

"Is it just that?"

Fang Dou was not nervous, and the big rocks that fell were kicked to pieces by him one after another.

The sky was filled with gravel and gravel fell one after another. After a while, a layer of burying around the altar had been buried, and it was still rising.

Another big rock fell down, Fang Dou was quick-witted and beat him to pieces.

Suddenly, the straw sandals I stepped on finally couldn't bear and were crushed to pieces.

It would be fine, but a subtle sound of breaking sounded in Fang Dou's ears, not from other places, but from the altar under his feet.

"not good!"

Fang Dou finally understood the other party’s real intention.

Although the stones falling every time are broken, there is always some force that falls on the altar through the square dove, and accumulates again and again, and finally takes effect.

A layer of turtle shell-like cracks appeared on the surface of the altar. The hard stone experienced tremors and was already weak and fragile. With a slight force under your feet, you can step on footprints.

So what if you figure it out?

The mountain-killing guest had no intention of stopping, and was still prying the big stone and throwing it to the altar.

Even Venerable Yan and everyone were eyeing each other. Once Fang Dou wanted to leave the altar to deal with the mountain-killing guests, they would give them an opportunity to take advantage of it.

The tactics of these people from Qianqiu Society have already surfaced, creating a situation and forcing Fang to fight.

Fang Dou smiled bitterly, "Sure enough, none of them are simple!"

I won two games before, but I was a little proud, but a basin of cold water in front of me was poured on my head, which woke him up.

The enemy is not NPC, but a living person with flesh and blood, with thoughts and strategies, and is definitely not the one you can cut and escalate.

"That's fun!"
Chapter completed!