Fang Luo's meaningful gaze fell on the big man in black robe and said: "Why didn't you stop me when you saw me killing him?"
The big man in black robe said: "What's the use of keeping such a piece of trash? It's you, Fang Luo, Yan Mou underestimated you before, but this trash is not useless at all, at least Yan Mou can see it clearly
Your strength."
Fang Luo said: "This guy died unjustly. He was just used by others, but he was still slandered like this after he died."
The big man in black robe said: "Hey, do you want to kneel on the ground yourself, or do you want me to do it myself?"
Fang Luodao: "Fang cherishes his life very much and will not put his life in the hands of others. If you want to take it, use your strength to take it! Of course, if your strength is not good enough, you may end up with it."
Just like him, he will be killed by me."
The big man in black robe burst out laughing: "Your joke is not funny at all. There is no way you could survive as long as Yan is here."
Fang Luomeifeng shrugged and said: "Since you think Fang is destined to die, can you ask me who asked you to kill me?"
The big man in black robe said: "You don't need to trick me, you just need to know that someone wants you to know! And now, the person who killed you is me, so if you want to complain to the Lord of Hell, just report it to me
Just the name will do.”
Fang Luo said: "Then what is your name? If I die, it would be a shame if I don't even know whose hands I died by."
The big man in black robe said: "Yan Jiuchong!"
When he said this name, the big man in black robe was stunned, and then violent anger showed on his face, and he roared: "You little bastard, I fell into your trap, you die!"
Buzz!
Waves of roaring sounds erupted from the black-robed man, and billowing cyan sword light suddenly erupted.
In an instant, a heavy sword more than six feet long appeared above Yan Jiuzhong's head.
Yan Jiuzhong's consciousness rolled around crazily, and the heavy sword made a roar, setting off an endless wave of air and suppressing it towards Fang Luo.
The power of a sword is already so powerful that it reaches the ninth level of the Martial Emperor!
This is the strongest existence below the tenth level of the Martial Emperor.
Fang Luo's eyes narrowed, and an idea came to his mind, and he said: "You must be from the Nine-Nine Supreme Sect!"
When he said this, Fang Luo's figure suddenly moved, as if he were floating in the air, and he retreated more than a few feet away in an instant.
Boom!
The air wave erupted from the heavy sword hit the ground, creating a deep pit several feet in diameter.
Fang Luo pointed out his identity.
Yan Jiuzhong's face suddenly had a ray of green energy. He didn't say anything, but just squeezed the magic formula in his hand, and another flying shot came out. The violent momentum, together with the heavy sword, was very promising to kill Fang Luo.
The meaning of not giving up.
Fang Luo retreated again, as if he didn't care about Yan Jiuzhong's attack, and continued to stimulate his opponent with words, saying: "If you don't want to explain, that's it! Let Fang think about it. In the Jiujiu Supreme Sect, we are considered to be mortal enemies.
It seems that there are only a few people, and Ling Yunhe is one of them."
At this point, Fang Luo's eyes lit up: "I know, it must be Ling Yunhe who asked you to come, right?"
At this time, Yan Jiuzhong's second round of heavy sword bombardment fell into the air again.
Rumble!
Echoed again in this mountain forest.
Yan Jiuzhong's face became even more gloomy. Fang Luo's words were like nails driven into his heart.
In his heart, his whole body was shaken.
The murderous intention towards Fang Luo couldn't help but become even more intense.
If such a person does not die and waits for him to grow up, it will be fine.
He originally didn't agree with Ling Tianxiao's order to kill Fang Luo, but he suddenly agreed with it.
At this moment, the air waves around him were extremely fierce.
The third round of heavy sword attacks broke out again.
With a rumble, the sword's edge kept spinning, and green cyclones rotated around the sword's edge.
Yan Jiuzhong shouted loudly: "Qingfeng has no concubines, and he dominates the world!"
As the sword light differentiated, the cyclones manifested one after another, turning into sword blades, erupting into extremely manic waves of air, rushing towards Fang Luo.
Fang Luo moved and also shouted: "The demon is immortal."
The billowing black air waves blessed his body, and Fang Luo's body was suddenly filled with ancient aura. The bones all over his body were vibrating crazily. The huge man seemed to be transformed into a demon. The fierce flames and essence emanated from his body.
In the same manner, he shot towards the sword flying down.
Bang bang bang!
There was a violent vibration in the void.
Dense shock waves spread out in all directions, and the ground tens of feet far away cracked every inch as if it had been plowed by violent bulldozers.
The sky is full of mud and dust flying everywhere.
For a moment, Fang Luo saw Yan Jiuzhong's figure in his eyes, and Yan Jiuzhong was also confused for a while. How could he still see any trace of Fang Luo with his eyes?
I was shocked.
Instinctively taking a few steps back, Yan Jiuzhong grabbed the heavy sword, held it horizontally in front of him, and slashed hard into the void in front of him.
The swirling mud and dust were immediately separated.
There is no trace of Fang Luo anywhere.
Yan Jiuzhong's face suddenly turned ugly.
Fang Luo closed his eyes directly, replaced his eyes with the Shura Divine Sword, and his consciousness rolled around crazily, locking Yan Jiuzhong from a distance.
Such an environment was the perfect time for him to take action.
In order to prevent the mud dust from falling and revealing his figure, Fang Luo Tianpeng's body technique appeared. Invisibly, it seemed like two wings condensed on his back and flapped fiercely towards the mud dust in all directions.
The mud and dust that were about to fall down were shaken and flew up again.
Afterwards, Fang Luo snorted coldly and walked towards Yan Jiuzhong with a ghostly figure.
When it was only ten feet away from Yan Jiuzhong's body, the Pluto gun suddenly shook, and the fluttering black gun flowers stabbed Yan Jiuzhong, who was sensed by his mind.
Yan Jiuzhong is worthy of being the ninth level of the Martial Emperor.
His mind was not weak either. He sensed this murderous intention and sneered: "Boy, these tricks are too childish for your eyes!"
The heavy sword was placed across the direction where the guns and flowers exploded. Amidst the clanging sound, the guns and flowers had not yet unleashed their lethality, and they had already been wiped out by Yan Jiuzhong.
But at this moment, Yan Jiuchong felt as if his heart was being tugged by something.
It started beating violently, and an incomprehensible murderous intention suddenly condensed on his back.
He couldn't help but feel horrified, the heavy sword swept across, fell behind him, and turned into a huge sword and shield.
clang!
A violent shock wave exploded crazily at this moment.
one share
The impact was beyond his imagination, and the heavy sword he relied on to become a fatal attack force was directly torn into pieces.
ah!
Yan Jiuzhong let out an extremely shrill scream, and streams of blood spurted out of his mouth for free. His whole body was rolled up by the remaining power, and rolled out like a kite with its string broken.
Go out more than ten feet away.
At this time, the mud and dust dissipated.
Fang Luo appeared five feet away with a calm expression, looked at him calmly, and said: "What you think is a childish method, but now it can kill you, what do you think? Do you accept it?"
"This, how is this possible!" Yan Jiuzhong looked at Fang Luo in horror.
It should be said, looking at a bead in Fang Luo's hand.
What is this?
How could it actually unleash such ferocious lethality?
Fang Luo also weighed the beads in his hand a few times and said: "With it, everything is possible! Yan Jiuzhong, I don't care who sent you to kill me, but I think if I kill you, that person
He will definitely be furious, and then he will jump out by himself without me having to look for it myself."
"How dare you kill me!" Yan Jiuzhong's eyes were wide open.
As a well-known inner sect brother in Cuiyun Mountain, except for those who became the leaders of the inner sect disciples, no one dared to tell him directly that they dared to kill him.
This is simply ridiculous and the most ridiculous thing in the world!
After swaying for a few times, Yan Jiuzhong stood up and looked at Fang Luo with a sinister look on his face: "Boy, you can't kill me! You don't dare to kill me either. My identity and
My status far exceeds yours, if you dare to kill me, you will definitely die too!"
Fang Luodao: "I'm sorry, how come your status exceeds mine, but this is not the Nine-Nine Supreme Sect. If I kill you here, who knows?"
Yan Jiuzhong was speechless. He instinctively took a step back, rolled his eyes a few times, and then said: "If I die, the sect will definitely know about it, and sooner or later it will be traced to you."
Fang Luo shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "We'll wait until we track it down, but I think the people behind you will try their best to erase all traces of your pursuit of me, because they definitely don't want to be implicated by you! So I
What I want to say is that after you die, unless the person behind you is an idiot, he will take the initiative to say that I will kill you."
Yan Jiuzhong's face suddenly turned gloomy.
It was so gloomy that it seemed like there were countless dark clouds all over it, making it extremely ugly.
Fang Luo said: "How about it? Do you think what I said makes sense?"
At this moment, a hint of madness suddenly appeared in Yan Jiuzhong's eyes: "In that case, let's die together!"
When he said this, Yan Jiuzhong took out a black iron ball flashing with thunder from his sleeve. He was also willing to risk it. He originally thought that Fang Luo would give up the idea, but he didn't want Fang Luo to kill him. He was extremely worried.
of blazing.
When there is no hope of survival, we can only resort to the last resort.
This is a Yin Thunder! It is a destructive weapon made by the predecessors of the Nine-Nine Supreme Sect using their own true energy and mixed with various gold and stone fuels.
A single Yin thunder is enough to destroy a peak Martial Emperor.
Now that Yan Jiuzhong took out this thing, it was obvious that he had the intention of dying together.
Unexpectedly, Fang Luo's expression turned a little strange. He stared at the Yin Thunder in Yan Jiuzhong's hand and laughed: "Are you sure the Yin Thunder you are holding is not bad?"