After traveling eight thousand miles, Yunheyue and Fang Yunzheng came back in half a day.
At least in a very short period of time, there should be no killers along the way.
If so, you must have just stepped into this range.
The road from Bibo City to Donghuzhou is a thousand miles away, and eight thousand miles ahead, Fang Yunzheng, who was protected to the extreme, killed a surging river of blood.
All the killers not only died, but their bones and ashes were scattered, and even their soul particles were completely dispersed.
All the way to the Sunshine Avenue!
"You actually want to assassinate my son! How damn... I really have a great temper!"
A certain father whose name he did not know was filled with anger and anger in his heart after almost wiping out the killer world.
Very dissatisfied.
Although the Thousand Killing Sect, Ten Thousand Tribulations Alliance, Ghost Roaring Valley, Baiyue Pavilion, Black Killing Tower and other killer organizations were all killed and uprooted, not a single person was released alive...
But labor and management actually found no one from Wumianlou.
That is the biggest threat.
It's a pity that it looks like Sun Wutian will be given an advantage.
Fang Laoliu was very dissatisfied. My son actually wanted Sun Wutian to protect him... Is he worthy?
Yan Nan is really ignorant! If he really wants to protect him, he should send Zheng Yuandong, the chief leader of the Only One Orthodox Church, to protect him. I don't worry about the others.
Fang Che and the others set out on the road together, while Fang Zhenghang and others arrived at the city gate.
Standing at the gate of the city, looking out, he watched the three people walking away, their figures getting smaller and smaller in the field of vision, until they turned a corner and the woods were no longer visible. Fang Zhenghang was still looking over there hard.
A look of relief.
"The children have grown up, grown up..."
Fang Zhenghang murmured to himself: "Now, I really don't have any regrets even if I die now."
Fang Qianyi said angrily: "Brother! What you say these days is really unpleasant. You talk about life and death every day. What are you doing! In the future, there will be hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of years of good times! Don't
Say such depressing things."
Fang Zhenghang chuckled: "Okay, okay, I won't say it again, I won't say it anymore."
Fang Yunzheng stood with his hands behind his back, watching his son go away this time, and suddenly remembered the scene in his heart when he separated from his brothers and went out to explore alone.
It was from that day on that Baiyi Xinghe became famous, and later finally joined Fengyunqi's world supervision team and became the sixth one.
There, I got to know nine brothers again.
There are those who originally monitored the world, there are those who believe in solipsism, and there are those who are the guardians...
now……
Fang Yunzheng's eyes were wandering, as if he were traveling through thousands of years, and he seemed to see the faces of those brothers again.
The wind roared, lifting up his white clothes, rustling in the wind. For a moment, he felt like he was riding on the wind and clouds across the world.
"hehe……"
Fang Yunzheng smiled softly.
In his mind, he had gone through many vicissitudes of life, but on his face, he just smiled indifferently.
"Go back."
Fang Yunzheng said softly, took his wife's hand and walked back side by side.
Fang Qian couldn't help but look back.
All the way back.
Yang Luoyu and Dong Changfeng were surprised.
Not a single killer!
"Tsk... On the way here, I still felt why the world is so chaotic, and there are so many killers..."
Yang Luoyu said: "But on the way back, I had another feeling: When did the world become so peaceful?"
Dong Changfeng smiled: "Not necessarily, although even Yin Yin Hong died, but... this assassination should not be over yet. Because Wu Mian Lou, who firmly occupies the top spot in the assassin world, has not taken action yet!"
"With such huge benefits, Wumianlou cannot bear it."
"However, along the way, besides you and me and the Feng family, there should be other super masters protecting the road, so... it shouldn't be a big problem."
Dong Changfeng said: "But the ghosts in Wumianlou have many tricks, so we still have to guard against them."
The journey back was much faster than when we came here.
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Outside Donghuzhou.
East Lake Night Emperor Sikong Ye is fighting with several men in black.
Sikong Ye was originally entrusted by his elder brother Sikong Dou to go to one of the secret warehouses where Sikong Dou had been stealing for so many years to get some treasures for Ren Chun and other little guys.
To put it in the words of an old thief: The foundation of martial arts can be built as thick as you can, and you can build up a mountain!
But the old thief is now suffering from laziness and doesn't want to move.
Sikong Ye, the younger brother, had no choice but to make a trip for his eldest brother.
As a result, as soon as I got the things and came out, I happened to meet three top killers from Wumianlou.
We are discussing how to intercept and kill Fang Tu.
Sikong Ye came out quietly and chopped off one of them with one strike of his sword.
Then he killed one of the other two, but one escaped with serious injuries.
Before Sikong Ye returned to the city, he was suddenly besieged by Wumianlou!
This battle shook the mountains.
Sikong Ye is one of the top ten in the cloud weapon spectrum, and can be said to be a peak powerhouse.
However, under the siege of the opponent, they were completely at a disadvantage.
Fighting and retreating along the way, the Night Emperor's Ghost Blade appeared and disappeared, actually extending the battle circle for thousands of miles.
Round and round.
But during the second detour, a man in black with extremely high cultivation suddenly appeared and hit Sikong Ye on the left shoulder with his palm.
Sikong Ye fought back desperately and cut off one of the opponent's little fingers.
It was this little finger that shocked Sikong Ye: it was all hair!
He knew that he had encountered an existence that he could not understand today, so he made a prompt decision and immediately ran for his life, using the full power of the Nightmare Magic.
Fortunately, the opponent's main target was not him. Seeing that it would be difficult to catch up, he gave up the pursuit.
Sikong Ye experienced countless changes, and entered East Lake Continent after confirming safety.
Immediately send a message to Fang Che: "Be careful, the people from Wumianlou are waiting outside Donghuzhou City to intercept and kill you. The opponent's cultivation level is very high. There are at least three people who are not weaker than me, and there is one person whose cultivation level is higher than mine."
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"Be careful!"
After sending the message, I went to Sikongdou’s bookstore.
"Brother, I've been poisoned again..."
Sikong Ye said.
"Fuck you...why are you poisoned every day! I've been treating you for poison for my whole life..."
The old thief was angry.
"When I was a child, I was stung by scorpions and wasps, and I was constantly poisoned. Later, I became successful in academics. You were poisoned once today and again tomorrow... I have never done anything else in my life.
, the light has detoxified you... My grass, this is a poisonous palm? What kind of poison is this?"
The old thief's eyes widened.
I saw a palm print as dark as ink on Sikong Ye's left shoulder.
At the location of the palm print, no muscles could be seen at all, and it was completely black.
Moreover, there is still a faint hint of black air emitting strangely.
"Brother!"
Sikong Ye looked down at his shoulder, not caring about his injuries at all, and said solemnly: "I may have met the legendary... goblin!"
"Fairy!"
Sikongdou was shocked: "What crazy words are you talking about! How can there be any fairies in this world?"
Sikong Ye sighed: "I know you don't believe it, and I didn't believe it either before I met you today! But it's true!"
"Human form, can talk and walk like a human, has hands and legs like a human. Can perform human skills, is covered in hair, invulnerable. Masked and faceless..."
Sikong Ye hissed: "Brother, what is this if it's not a goblin?"
Sikong Dou took out a strange hollow jade needle, twisted it with his fingers, and pierced it into the palm print. In an instant, a stream of dark blood flowed out.
It also has an inexplicable odor.
He said disgustedly: "You said you only recovered from being a stinky person for a few days? Now you stink again..."
Then he continued to take out all kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures that were absolutely legendary in this world, and poured them into Sikong Ye's mouth continuously.
Then pour out the poisonous blood.
Fortunately, Lao Tou'er's knowledge was incredibly profound, and his palm prints gradually became shallower and shallower, and finally he used a sharp knife to dig out the rotten flesh in the middle.
The blood that flowed out slowly turned red.
He breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, I can still be cured, otherwise I would have to find Fang Che again... I found him last time, but now the labor and management have been treated like an old donkey by him..."
"You make it sound as if someone is forcing you." Sikong Ye sneered: "Why don't you just become an apprentice to someone who wants to steal someone else's money?"
"Hmph..."
Sikong Dou asked while busy: "How did you encounter such a monster?"
"The people who assassinated Fang Che were from Wumianlou." Sikong Ye sighed.
"I don't know if my little brother is ready. This wave is really dangerous. Yang Luoyu and Dong Changfeng alone may not be able to protect him. Hurry up, make sure you are safe and I will go and take care of him."
The Night Emperor urged.
"What the hell... this thing actually exists in the world, why haven't I heard of it before..."
Sikong Dou murmured curses.
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On the road.
Fang Che received news from the Night Emperor.
Suddenly he frowned and immediately started to contact Sun Wutian: "Master, this time we are really here."
Sun Wutian was overjoyed: "Wumianlou is here?"
"Here he is." Fang Che said: "Not only is he here, but he is also a super master. Now he is..."
Fang Che passed on the news about Wumianlou in detail and said: "Master, you can... rush ahead of us and dress up like me... That's it."
Sun Wutian was shocked: "Great!"
It’s been a long time coming!
The old devil rushed forward without looking back.
Leave Fang Che and others far behind.
Can't wait!
Fang Che naturally continued to move forward as if nothing had happened.
There is no pretense of cooperating with Sun Wutian: If Sun Wutian really encounters an encounter and the other party takes action, what does that have to do with me?
Someone is pretending to be me? How do I know?
Guess if you like.
In addition, if the other party sees through the disguise and waits for him, Sun Wutian will take action anyway...
Nothing matters.
No matter how it develops, everything is the best arrangement of fate.
Nothing happened to Yang Luoyu and the two of them. They protected Fang Che and actually returned to Donghuzhou smoothly.
The invisible Emperor of the Night who came to meet him on the way saw this situation, his eyes almost popped out, and he felt bad all over.
Nothing happened?
What about the assassin?
What about the faceless building?
After Fang Che and others entered Donghuzhou, they suddenly felt the ground shaking, as if gods were fighting in a distant place.
The earth was trembling slightly and roaring.
And this roar... actually lasted for five consecutive days before it ended!
The entire continent was shocked!
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In a mountain forest not far away.
Sun Wutian shouted loudly, and jumped up with blood dripping from his body. His Heavenly Hatred Sword emitted light that illuminated the world, and knocked the two masked men in black in front of him to the ground with one strike!
Beside them were seventeen or eighty bloody corpses.
They were all dressed in black and masked, and some were covered in hair.
The two men in black who had just been knocked to the ground by him had their chests rising and falling slightly and were covered in hair.
Sun Wutian gasped, looked in front of him with ferocious eyes, laughed strangely, and spit out two mouthfuls of blood.
"Ugh, vomit, vomit..."
He retched several times.
With a twisted face, he took two pills and drank two bottles of spiritual liquid.
"Damn it, kill me? Kill my descendants? It's your grandma's fault! Ugh..."
Sun Wutian muttered a few curse words, and then started to retching again.
He pretended to be Fang Che and was actually assassinated by the opponent. He came up and pretended to be injured and tried to escape. Then he guided the seven people who attacked into the mountain and started to fight back.
But he always retains the strength not to kill the opponent.
It just put the opponent at an absolute disadvantage and forced the opponent to ask for help. Then the reinforcements came, and they were all masters.
Sun Wutian immediately exploded, and the Hentian Sword was deployed with all its strength, and the battle lasted the whole afternoon.
Of the twenty-five people, he killed eighteen, beat them to a deep coma, and knocked five of them unconscious. The last two were knocked to the ground by him with his Heaven-Hateful Saber Intent!
Seven were captured alive!
Four of them are hairy ones!
The performance was brilliant to the extreme.
But Sun Wutian also paid a huge price, his whole body was almost chopped to pieces, because he was obsessed with capturing the opponent alive, which is absolutely different from directly chopping up melons and vegetables!
Moreover, these killers of Wumianlou are definitely not mediocre.
Among the eighteen people Sun Wutian killed, twelve were indeed not high in cultivation, around the level of the Holy Emperor, but the others were all Saint-level masters!
And two of them are even among the top ten in the cloud weapon spectrum!
What puzzled Sun Wutian the most was that these people were clearly not in the weapons spectrum, but their combat prowess was not inferior at all.
Then the question arises, how did these people reach such a high level of combat power without the understanding of divine power generated by the advancement of the cloud weapon spectrum?
After a battle, Sun Wutian showed all his strength, and he gritted his teeth and chewed off the bone.
The price he paid was that his whole body was in a mess, five or six ribs were broken, a section of his arm was broken, and three sections of his left leg were broken.
His head was struck more than a dozen times and was almost punctured.
Fortunately, there is an elixir.
But when their cultivation level reaches their level, the healing effect of elixirs is greatly reduced.
For example, the instant recovery elixir under the Holy Emperor can make a saint and holy king recover immediately; but the elixir at the level of the Holy Lord and Saint King cannot even have half of the recovery effect for the Holy Lord and Saint King.
After the cultivation level is too strong, the effect of heaven, material and earth treasures on the body will be infinitely reduced.
It is almost a natural treasure in itself. How can external medicine work? This is the truth.
Therefore, the higher the cultivation level of a person, the harder it is to recover after being injured.
A simple analogy is: if a piece of plastic cracks, it only needs to be simply smelted or replaced, but what if a piece of jade cracks?
However, although the injury was serious, Sun Wutian did not feel too uncomfortable.
What made Sun Wutian most uncomfortable was that he had been stung three times during this battle.
Stinky again.
And it's getting worse and worse.
For a while, Sun Wutian was completely bathed in a sea of stench while fighting. He also breathed heavily several times uncontrollably.
Even the internal organs stink.
Sun Wutian felt that if he breathed out now, it would probably stink half of a big city like Donghuzhou! Not to mention the flesh and blood all over his body, even every hair on his head would stink to an outrageous level.
Even, uncontrollable!
"Ugh, vomit..."
Sun Wutian vomited crazily for a while before sending a message to Yan Nan: "Fifth brother, tell me if I am awesome this time!"
Yan Nan immediately replied: "Since Protector Sun himself dares to say this, he must be extremely awesome!"
Sun Wutian laughed loudly, then retched, almost vomiting out his intestines, before he managed to stop, changed to internal breathing, and quickly sent a message: "The people who came to assassinate Night Demon this time are from Wu Mianlou, and I caught them.
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"A total of seven were arrested, four of them were covered in hair."
"I killed everyone else!"
"But I was also seriously injured this time, and my whole body stunk three times..."
Sun Wutian vomited: "Send someone quickly... I can't protect the Night Demon recently. What the hell, I'm going to stink to death..."
Yan Nan almost laughed out loud.
But he also realized the seriousness: "Just wait! I'll send someone over right away!"
"One Ji Hong is not enough!" Sun Wutian said: "I tried my best to suppress it, but I could only suppress the stench and hide it for less than a day."
"clear!"
Yan Nan looked serious.
He knew that since Sun Wutian said this, it meant that Sun Wutian himself was seriously injured and had little fighting power.
Although it is not stated explicitly.
Sun Wutian was going back to the headquarters to recuperate this time, but he couldn't suppress the stench after trying to suppress it for a day.
That means that the whole way back is accompanied by a stench.
This is an obvious target. The Shenwei Cult will definitely intercept and kill it with all its strength, and will not let its own people bring back prisoners!
So the journey back is extremely dangerous!
After pondering for a moment, Yan Nan immediately started making arrangements.
Bi Changhong, Xiong Jiang, and Chen Gu led the team, followed by Madman Halberd, Bing Tianxue, and Bai Zhan Dao, forming the first wave.
Fifteen more old devils, including Tian Wang Xiao, were secretly sent to follow. And the people under Ji Hong and Feng Yun over there were ready to respond at any time!
One light and one dark are enough to cope with all changes.
"Bring him back to me as soon as possible!"
Yan Nan's death order.
The top experts of Weiwo Orthodox Church immediately mobilized en masse.
But this time, the shock caused was something that Yan Nan himself had not expected!
Bi Changhong and others quickly contacted Sun Wutian, and then obtained prisoners from the field that Sun Wutian has been supporting until now, and controlled them with the secret method of Solipsism.
Prepare to bring back the sect.
And this obviously touched the bottom line of the Shen Weasel Sect and Wumianlou.
Along the way, they launched a crazy interception and killing spree on Sun Wutian and Bi Changhong and his party!
The number of experts and their high quality made Bi Changhong feel horrified.
After experiencing three uninterrupted interceptions and killings, in order to ensure safety, Yan Nan was summoned and a few more people came for reinforcements.
Yan Nan was shocked. Such a lineup actually needed reinforcements?
So he mobilized his troops, led the team himself, and took Duan Xiyang, who was still injured, to kill him quickly by opening the bone portal.
An unprecedented battle actually started without any warning!
The battle lasted for five days. It was a miserable battle!
He even entered the mainland of Solipsism!
In this battle, more than 200 masters of the Holy Emperor level of the Weiwo Orthodox Church fell, 35 masters of the Holy Lord level, and one master of the Holy Lord level, and more than 100 masters who participated in the battle were seriously injured.
And Wu Mian Lou officially surfaced, and he was indeed a subordinate of the Shen Weasel Cult.
The Shenwei Cult and Wumianlou have collectively lost more than 400 masters of all levels.
Until they arrived at the mainland of the Wealthy Orthodox Church, the masters of the Wealthy Orthodox Church came from all directions. More and more masters came from the Wealthy Orthodox Church, and the Shen Weasel Sect finally fell into a complete disadvantage.
Finally escaped.
But they actually collected all their own corpses and fled with them.
Thousands of mountains stretching over thousands of miles around the border were turned into hilly areas of approximately the same height.
Unexpectedly, the First World War completely changed the topography and even affected the weather - the air convection blocked by the mountains caused the entire area to rain wildly for several days in the early winter after the battle...
Then, the weather unified...
In this battle, Feng Yun showed his outstanding commanding skills. Feng Yun got the news about the No. 1 Young Master of the Solipsism who was dormant in the southeast when the first batch of Bi Changhong and others arrived.
Then he urgently mobilized his masters and came in formation.
He did not participate in the initial battle of masters. He used the Star Dou Stealth Formation to ambush the surrounding areas. When a large number of people from the Divine Weasel Cult arrived, they were about to rush into the battle circle with thunderous force.
Feng Yun led his troops to use the Centipede Serpent Star Formation, connected end to end, and inserted the battle formation into the middle. He used his troops to resist the reinforcements of the Weasel Cult for a quarter of an hour.
It was this quarter of an hour that established the victory of Solipsism.
Bi Changhong, Sun Wutian, Chengu and others in the inner circle cut through the mess quickly and killed most of the masters of the Shenwei Cult who came to intercept them.
When Feng Yun's battle formation was counterattacked, Feng Yun's troops were almost exhausted.
But I persevered after all.
In the subsequent situation, Bi Changhong, Chen Gu and others were very conceited and wanted to annihilate the Shenwei Cult here. However, Feng Yun resisted all opinions and suggested breaking out towards the Were Orthodox Cult, and then requested reinforcements to come immediately to respond.
Although he was reprimanded for this, he persisted.
Then he said something that made Bi Changhong change his mind: "No one can stop the ancestors from returning to the sect, but we must go back victoriously, not escape! These two results are very important to our Solipsism.
Say, there is a world of difference!"
It was this sentence that convinced Bi Changhong to send a request for reinforcements to Yannan.
The final result of the battle afterwards also confirmed that Feng Yun's words were correct.
After all, this is the home ground of the Divine Weasel Cult.
It is true that Bi Changhong and others can go back no matter what. No one can stop them from breaking through and escaping.
But as Feng Yun said: After all, the reputation of escaping back is not good.
And there is a worst-case outcome that Feng Yun didn’t say: Even if you top old devils can escape, everyone else will definitely die here!
That kind of loss is too great.
Because they include several experts who are already ranked in the top 20 in the cloud or are enough to be ranked in the top 20 in the cloud!
After this battle, Yan Nan greatly praised and rewarded Feng Yun.