The Qingcao Sword Sect just sent a saint-level disciple to come and denounce him, but this Fang Yue actually wanted to hire assassins to kill everyone in his family! "Yes!"
A bloody word fell in the void.
There is endless murderous intent in this handwriting! Fang Yue smiled, he had known for a long time that people from the Six Paths Organization would be lurking on the side.
Although he has gradually withdrawn from the frontline battlefield, he is still one of the focuses around the Taiyin Ancient Mine! "Fang Yue, you are so cruel!"
A middle-aged man wearing a navy blue monk's robe and holding a whisk in his hand came over and accused Fang Yue angrily.
"Who are you?"
Fang Yue glanced at the man.
"The third elder of Qingcao Sword Sect, Qingmeng!"
The middle-aged man introduced himself to his family, showing a proud look.
"kill!"
Fang Yue turned around and snorted coldly.
A bloody light shadow fell from the void and pierced Qing Meng's chest.
"You..." The killer of the Six Paths Organization suddenly took action, and Qingmeng didn't even have time to react! "You can't find anything even if you break through iron shoes! It takes no effort at all to get here!"
Fang Yue smiled lightly.
"Tomorrow, the grass will be wiped out!"
Murderous Alert! Everyone observing in secret was moved by Fang Yue's decisive killing! Just a disciple's question, Fang Yue wanted to kill everyone! No one wants to use such a cruel method to fall on their own heads
! "Fang Yue, you are treasonous and collude with killers. Today I will do justice for heaven!"
A righteous low roar came.
Fang Yue raised his head.
A swordsman flew over.
The long sword on his feet is like a rainbow light.
This is a sword immortal, in the Void Immortal Realm, whose killing aura fills the sky! "A person from Yitian Pavilion?"
What a pity!”
Fang Yue took a step back and pushed into the boundless array flags. The array flags hunted, and endless vitality surged wildly between heaven and earth.
The spiritual energy gathered and turned into a long sword. The long sword was milky white and was a hundred feet long! The sword rose and the sword fell! The sword fairy of Yitian Pavilion was cut into two halves with a sword! "Is this the case for the sword fairy of Yitian Pavilion?
?”
There was a hint of disappointment and contempt in Fang Yue's voice.
Everyone was silent again.
A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Even though Fang Yue's cultivation has been abolished, his cultivation in formations is still there.
In the lair he arranged, I am afraid that Fang Yue's combat power level is not weaker than the ordinary peak virtual immortal or even the real immortal! Sword Immortal, the number one in attack and kill since ancient times.
But in front of Fang Yue, he couldn't withstand a round! Two little zombies at the Yin-Yang level skillfully picked up the body of the sword fairy on the ground, took away the belongings on the body, and threw the body into the blood pool! Gudong, Gudong, Gudong
!Blood bubbles of different sizes appeared one after another.
A generation of sword immortals has since completely fallen, and the last traces in this world have been erased! "Silver Moon Sword Sect, this sect, ranks 95th among the sects that just besieged me, and there are three virtual fairyland level in the sect.
The Sword Immortal is quite famous around here! But this Sword Sect and I have lived next to each other for such a long time, and they still don’t know that my temper and temperament deserve to be killed! The Silver Moon Sword Sect is relatively close to my old lair.
, so I won’t bother the killers of the Six Paths Organization to take action!”
Fang Yue smiled modestly.
At the same time, he squeezed the Seal Technique with his hand! Billions of spiritual energy gathered crazily and poured into the flag formation! A spear with a length of one hundred feet condensed in the void, just like substance! The spear broke through the air and came out suddenly.
The next moment, there was a loud sound, and the void tore apart.
Hundreds of kilometers away, a mountain peak exploded! This mountain peak is the Silver Moon Mountain where the Silver Moon Sword Gate is located! Unexpectedly, Fang Yue, hundreds of miles away, was able to use the formation flag to form a spear and crush one of them to pieces! Countless of them were
The disciples of the Silver Moon Sword Sect were hovering in the air with their swords.
With one blow, their mountain gate was gone, and hundreds of disciples had no time to escape and were buried under the mountains.
This hatred is irreconcilable, no matter how high the price is, Fang Yue must be killed to avenge him.
Disciples from the Silver Moon Sword Sect came flying over one after another.
Among them, there is even a sword cultivator who has reached the sixth level of the Void Immortal Realm! "Fang Yue, you have bullied others too much and dared to destroy my sect. I, the Silver Moon Sword Sect, have no relationship with you!"
This sword correction belongs to the head of the Silver Moon Sword Sect - Wu Fan.
The hatred of destroying a family is like a surging river that cannot be cut off.
"It was your third elder who came to bully me first. I am a very simple person. I repay kindness with kindness and revenge with hatred!"
Fang Yue's voice was very cold.
If others didn't bully him, he would naturally not take the initiative. But just now, people from the Silver Moon Sword Sect came to the door. If Fang Yue didn't fight back, he would really be regarded as a soft persimmon.
Fang Yue's voice fell.
The eyes of everyone in the Silver Moon Sword Sect showed embarrassment.
Fang Yue was actually right.
There was no enmity between the two parties, but it was their people who came to bully him first.
If it was a soft persimmon, I'm afraid there would be only a cold corpse left now! But unfortunately, this Fang Yue is a hard bone. They didn't chew it off and even lost a big tooth! "Fang Yue, you have been destroyed.
The Silver Moon Sword Sect's portal also killed hundreds of their disciples. Although they have done it, they have to spare others and spare them. This matter is for the sake of our Yitian Pavilion, so why don't we just forget about it!"
At this time, an old man came out to make peace.
This old man is very unfamiliar, but he has already reached the peak level of the Void Immortal Realm. He is here on behalf of Yitian Pavilion. According to Fang Yue's estimation, this man is very likely to be one of the foundations of Yitian Pavilion.
It is hidden deep in the snow burial on weekdays, and is only summoned when the sect encounters a life-or-death crisis.
"You, Yitian Pavilion, are here to mediate?"
Fang Yue almost laughed out loud at this guy! Among these sects, Yitian Pavilion is the evil leader. They are the worst. What qualifications do they have to stand up and mediate?
"Yes, how about giving us Yitian Pavilion some face, and I, Yitian Pavilion, will guarantee that the grievances between you will be wiped out from now on?"
The old man is as steady as Mount Tai, calm and composed.
He seemed to be absolutely sure that Fang Yue would compromise.
Fang Yue's cultivation has been abolished, and he is no longer the same person he once was! Now that Fang Yue has fallen from the clouds, he should know how to advance, retreat, and make choices! "What kind of face do you have in Yitian Pavilion?"
A cold smile appeared on the corner of Fang Yue's mouth.
"Just now, the person who took the lead in rioting and besieging me, if my guess is correct, should be the people from your Yitian Pavilion?
Why, do you people from Yitian Pavilion have such bad memories?
Do you still need me to remind you?"
Fang Yue did not leave any face to Yitian Pavilion.
The old man's face suddenly became gloomy.
"Fang Yue, we have given you a chance, but you don't know how to cherish it!"
The old man's voice fell, and a huge pressure fell from the sky.
On the old man's back, a pair of giant dragon wings broke through the skin and slowly stretched out.
The wings are as red as blood, and they are covered with a layer of dark golden divine patterns! This old man is not simple! Fang Yue's expression condensed slightly.
The blood in his body is extraordinary, and part of it belongs to the dragon bloodline.
The coercion that just emitted from the old man's body belonged to the legendary dragon's power! Dragon's power is an illusory thing, but it has a strong suppressive effect on creatures with lower bloodlines.
If they are at the same level, the dragon power of the earth level can suppress the strength of Xuanji's opponent by at least 30%! Therefore, in a war, dragon power is an unbreakable trump card! Who would have thought that this old man is actually good at dragon power?
Power.
"As expected of Yitian Pavilion's trump card, it does have some tricks up its sleeve!"
Fang Yue sighed in admiration.
But he didn't have the slightest fear of the old man.
"If you only have this ability, I'm afraid you will be buried with the Silver Moon Sword Sect!"
The majestic dragon's power fell on Fang Yue's body, as if a breeze was blowing on his face, without affecting any of Fang Yue's movements at all! Fang Yue is the Ten Thousand Devouring Demonic Body, which can be ranked among countless special physiques of the human race.
The first three, swallowing billions of bloodlines and evolving them to the extreme, can even reach the legendary level of bloodline levels that surpass the heavenly level! This dragon's power does not pose any threat or burden to Fang Yue at all!
"What?
My dragon power can't suppress your bloodline at all?
This is impossible! I am a bloodline at the pinnacle level of the earth level. I can be king among many ethnic groups around this ancient Taiyin mine. But you are just an ordinary human race. My bloodline level is at least two levels higher than yours.
Great realm level! How can you be immune to my dragon power!"
The old man was shocked.
This Longwei is his biggest trump card.
Relying on Longwei, he is almost invincible among those at the same level.
Even if the opponent can match him in terms of bloodline, if there is the blessing of Longwei, the opponent Yue's combat power may not be able to match him.
Longwei is not only a kind of bloodline suppression, but also a mental shock.
This power of dragon power is almost invincible, and even some ancient ethnic groups will feel extremely headaches when encountering it.
"Who do you think you are?
Why should I explain it to you! But Long Wei’s ability is indeed good, and it would be a waste to keep it with you. Why don’t you keep Long Wei’s ability and go die yourself!”
Fang Yue suddenly showed a ferocious look.
"No!"
The old man shouted and wailed.
However, the next moment, his head had already flown into the sky.
Without the blessing of Long Wei, the old man is just an ordinary practitioner at the peak level of the Void Immortal Realm. But with the blessing of the formation flag, Fang Yue is like a god of war coming to the world, invincible.
"True fairyland-level combat power!"
When some big shots hidden in the void saw Fang Yue showing off his power, all of them couldn't help but be secretly frightened.
This Fang Yue is indeed outstanding in terms of combat power! Even if his Taoist base is abolished and all his cultivation is wasted, with the blessing of the formation, he can still return to his peak combat power.
"Yitian Pavilion has suffered heavy losses this time! This old man should be the legendary Dragon Walker - Han Yansong.
He is one of Yitian Pavilion's many trump cards, and his best skill is group battles. With him, Yitian Pavilion can almost remain invincible in wars below the Void Immortal Realm.
As a result, he met a nemesis like Fang Yue and used the formation to kill him with one blow."
A voice of schadenfreude sounded in the void. Not everyone around the ancient Taiyin mine was so fond of Yitian Pavilion. Over the years, Yitian Pavilion colluded with the Shadow Demon clan to massacre the indigenous creatures, which has almost become a well-known thing.
matter.
Yitian Pavilion has a very bad reputation among the many forces surrounding Taiyin Ancient Mine, and has almost fallen to the freezing point.
It's just that due to the strength of Yitian Pavilion, most people dare to be angry but dare not speak out.