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Chapter 184: Fire Banner

Cheng Renli looked at the woman in front of him who was trembling all over, and thought to himself that he wanted to sell you to bandits, but he had finished all of them, but he didn't expect that the old and young people would come back again. Humph, I really don't have to go to the heavenly road and have to come to Naihe Bridge, so don't blame me for being ruthless! The property of the Cheng family can only be Cheng Renli. Why should a woman with a dead husband fight me? Even if you beat you to death in the street, in the entire Yuling County City, that's also the cause of your crime. I think who dares to point fingers here and meddle in other people's business!

What a pity, this niece-in-law is still pretty. If it weren't for the fact that she would have left some troubles, she would have enjoyed it better. Those bandits are really unprofessional. Such a good piece of fine skin and tender flesh was delivered to them, but they didn't know how to eat it. What a fucking fool!

As for this young man who was called an adulterer by him, Cheng Renli didn't care at all. Since you, Mr. Cheng, had a adulterer's hat, you deserve to be this unjust deceased!

Just as he was thinking about beating the woman to death, should he parade them in the streets or bury them with false kindness, he saw the strong man who rushed to the young man, being punched away with a punch.

Although these strong men all have the cultivation level of the fourth or fifth level of Qi training, they seem to be a person in Yuling County City, but they are too far behind Fang Ling. In addition, Fang Ling was already angry because of Cheng Renli's words, so he naturally would not be polite to them. He hit Fang Ling's head with this stick. If he was an ordinary person, this stick would be dead. Faced with such a villain who killed his own life, Fang Ling would naturally not be ruthless. Whoever killed me would be exchanged for his life!

A dozen strong men, Fang Ling only swung seven punches. Seven punches killed seven fierce men to the ground. Those strong men who were originally about to rush towards Fang Ling were so scared that they trembled and did not dare to act rashly.

Cheng Renli was also stunned for a long time. He was stunned for a while before stammering: "You... you killed them, you devil killed them!"

Fang Ling held Xiaotong, who was frightened, and said calmly: "They are just sleeping for a while, the child. Let's go and let's talk about it later."

Seeing the little girl stand still and no response, Fang Ling regretted it. She was a little too ruthless when she started to do it just now, and she actually forgot that there was a child next to her.

"Kill people, kill people!" The Li Grandma was so scared that her face was bloodless and shouted in panic. At this moment, someone asked in a deep voice: "Who dares to kill people here?" As he said, a man in white brocade clothes stepped out. The man was seven feet tall and very majestic. Although he looked only in his thirties, he had a sense of self-righteousness. However, for Fang Ling, this was not the point. The point was that this person was a monk, and a monk in the foundation-building stage. As soon as he appeared, his spiritual sense was tightly locked on Fang Ling.

"The demon man, I am so brave. I dare to take human life here. If I don't kill you today, I, Mu Jinxian, will not be worthy of being a disciple of the Hantian Sect."

Before Fang Ling could speak, Jiang Qingyue had already argued urgently: "This immortal master, Mr. Fang is not a demon. He escorted us mother and daughter home all the way. He is a good person, and he has no connection with the little girl..."...

"Woman with watery and beautiful flowers, there is no place for you to speak here!" Mu Jinxian waved his hand and slashed at Fang Ling straight: "Today you kill seven people in a row, I will do my best to heaven, you must die!"

Fang Ling looked at the flying sword light and sneered, "It's such a big tone for the sake of heaven. I want to see, how can you represent the sky!" As soon as he finished speaking, he activated the immovable Vajra Art in his body. The dark golden light instantly enveloped his body, and then he rushed towards Mu Jinxian.

"I don't know how to live or die!" Mu Jinxian was very disdainful of Fang Ling's actions. In his opinion, this was a move that was ignorant of life or die. His flying sword was made of the refinement of hundreds of irons. A person who didn't even have the seventh level of Qi training wanted to take over his flying sword with his body protection technique. Wouldn't he be seeking death?

"Dang!" The moment the flying sword slashed on Fang Ling's body, it made a sound like the sound of metal and iron. At the moment the sound was heard, Fang Ling's figure had already appeared strangely beside Mu Jinxian, and his fist, which contained a dark golden light, even slapped Mu Jinxian's chest hard.

Mu Jinxian obviously didn't expect this. When he was shocked, he didn't have time to react? He was knocked away by Fang Ling. Fortunately, he had a body-protecting velvet on his body. The moment he was hit by Fang Ling's fist, a green light appeared, wrapping him up, and he was not blown up by Fang Ling's punch.

It fell heavily to the ground, and a lot of blood flowed from the corner of Mu Jinxian's mouth. His face turned pale. He thought he could show off this time, but he didn't expect that he would be hit by someone with a punch, which made him very angry.

He pointed at Fang Ling and said coldly: "You monster, I have a compassionate heart and want to spare your life. I didn't expect that you monster would repay you with kindness and revenge. Today, I must let you die without a place to bury you!"

While speaking, another strange box appeared in his hand. He slapped at the box, dozens of flying knives formed a knife wheel in the void and slashed towards Fang Ling overwhelmed.

If his cultivation level is still there, Fang Ling breaks the knife wheel and raises his hand. But now, he doesn't have many methods to use. Seeing that the knife wheel is at the level of magic weapon, Fang Ling ponders for a moment and then rushed towards the knife wheel.

The sword light was like a wheel, slashing Fang Ling's body wildly, making a sound like a grinding wheel grinding iron. Unfortunately, the rolling sword light did not mean to penetrate Fang Ling's golden light to protect his body. At this moment, Fang Ling appeared strangely again. This time, he did not just use his fists, but also used his feet. After punching Mu Jinxian in the face a few times, Fang Ling kicked more than fifty feet at the same time!

The place where each kick was the same, and the power of each kick was above 50,000 pounds. While kicking Mu Jinxian away, this fierce force kicked his body-protecting green light, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood again when he fell to the ground.

Fang Ling shouted in secretly. If he could kick fifty more, he would definitely kick Mu Jinxian's body-protecting suit. Although the defense of this Immovable Vajra Art is very powerful, it is a bit useless for attack and is very weak!

However, at this moment, Mu Jinxian, who was standing opposite him, showed a hint of fear in his eyes. Fang Ling's fist and kick just now had already hurt his vitality. If he continued to fight like this, it was very likely that he would be detested in the hands of this strange demon.

"Senior Brother, what's wrong with you?" A few figures flew out in a concerned voice. The one who spoke was a woman in a water-green long dress. Although she was not very beautiful, she also had a somewhat captivating appearance.

"Junior Sister Cheng, this demon man's magic is weird, and it's hard to hurt the flying sword. Be careful." Mu Jinxian was not enthusiastic about the woman, so he seemed a little cold in his voice.

Junior Sister Cheng looked at Fang Ling standing in front of Jiang Qingyue and his daughter, and sneered: "Senior Brother, this person's genius is weird. The flying sword cannot hurt him. I don't believe he can escape the fire. Before going down the mountain this time, I specially borrowed five fire flags from my senior sister. Let's see how my junior sister vents anger for her senior brother!"

While she was talking, she slapped the storage bag with her palm, and five fire flags flew out of her storage bag, instantly surrounding Fang Ling's ten feet of space.

"Sister Cheng, there are women and children next to that demon. If you cast the flame flag, they may also..." A young man who looked eighteen or nineteen years old said to Junior Cheng softly.

A hint of coldness flashed in Junior Sister Cheng's eyes, but she did not speak, but looked at Mu Jinxian with a pretended gentleness and said, "Senior Brother, what do you think?"

"Everyone can kill the adulterer and the adulterer. Even though the junior sister uses the fire flag to burn the adulterer and the adulterer to death in the fire, it can be considered as burning their dirty things with flames." Mu Jinxian sneered and said lightly.

As soon as he said this, several other disciples also said, "Senior Brother Mu is right. Adult and adulterers should die. For such shameless people, senior sister, you don't have to keep your back!"

Cheng Renli even said loudly: "Qingjun, you don't have to be kind to such adulterers and mistresses who are corrupting the family style. You can burn them to reduce their defilement on the lintel of the Cheng family!"

Fang Ling sneered in his heart when he heard this guy's hypocritical words. Without saying anything, Jiang Qingyue not only wore a hat to rape a woman, but also regarded him as a demon.

The rolling flames, under the pinching of Senior Sister Cheng's magic tricks, rushed towards Fang Ling and the other two. Facing the flames, Jiang Qingyue's face was full of despair. She hugged Xiaotong tightly and said softly: "Be good, Xiaotong, don't be afraid, mother is here..."

"Do you play with fire?" Fang Ling smiled, his thoughts flashed, and a red and blue cloud of light rushed out from his body. He pointed at the clouds and said coldly in his mouth: "Then burn these dirty things!"

The red beetles that swallowed the earth's heart's soul fire were so powerful that they could change their color when they heard it. They should have become Fang Ling's right-hand assistants. However, after Fang Ling relied on the outer pill to achieve the reputation of the Fourth Master of True Dao, there were too few use them.
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