The woman was not ugly, but she was indeed a little taller than the sky, which made her feel a deep sense of inferiority deep in her heart. At this time, she heard Xiaotong's sarcasm, and her face was blushing with anxiety. There was only one reason why she couldn't stand Xiaotong just now, that was that the favorite senior brother who followed her to the street looked at the young and beautiful Xiaotong from time to time.

"You witch, today I want to do my best to heaven so that you won't harm others in the future!" As the woman spoke, she slapped a small embroidered bag tied to her waist, and a cold light suddenly slashed down towards Xiaotong's head like lightning.

The man who was following her was so anxious that he rubbed his hands, but he didn't dare to take action. He just had time to call out "Junior sister", and the cold light rushed to Xiaotong's approach. Although Xiaotong's cultivation has not improved much in the past year, there are many good things in her hands.

When she saw the cold light, she was not afraid at all. She also beat the small Qiankun bag, and two treasure talismans flew out of her small Qiankun bag. One of the treasure talismans instantly turned into a black veil, blocking her, while the other treasure talisman turned into a lilac rope and rolled straight towards the woman.

The woman's sword light fell on the black gauze and was immediately swept by the gauze and could not fall even apart. This shocked the woman, but at this moment, Xiaotong's rope had quickly covered her body. Originally, according to her cultivation, the woman's cultivation was definitely above Xiaotong, but Xiaotong's treasure talisman was given to her by Li Taifeng from a Yuanying ancestor, and its power was even more than ordinary treasure talismans.

Before the woman could sacrifice the magic weapon again, the rope had already bound the woman's surroundings. Looking at the woman who was about to be captured, Xiaotong showed a hint of pride on her face.

After all, this is a battle against the enemy in front of Uncle Fang Ling, and he has won so unscrupulously. Why don’t Xiaotong’s eyes be filled with joy? At this moment, a cold murderous intent came from a distance. With this murderous intent, someone shouted in a deep voice: “The witch dares to hurt people at will, seeking death!”

The sword light is vast, like a horse.

Magic weapon, this is the flying sword of the Jindan stage cultivator. Once this sword light falls, Xiaotong will definitely lose its fragrance. Fang Ling, who is standing next to Xiaotong, naturally could not see Xiaotong suffer losses. He snorted coldly. He grabbed the void with his big hand, and a dark palm directly grabbed the flying sword in the air.

The envoy of the flying sword obviously did not expect that the flying sword that he had worked hard to sacrifice would be captured. For a moment, he activated the magic tricks to shatter Fang Ling's black hand. Although Fang Ling did not use the demon-impering banner at this time, the sword light could not break free with the mysterious aura. In an instant, the sword light went straight towards Fang Lingfei.

"Dare you, the demon!" With a loud shout, a red flame burned towards Fang Ling like the clouds in the sky.

Fang Ling, who had originally had a calm expression, had a hint of solemnity in his eyes the moment the fire burned. What he paid attention to was not the rolling flames, but the flying sword hidden in the flames. Although the flying sword was not revealed, there was a kind of yang and strong aura. After feeling the breath from the flying sword, the mysterious female** on his body could not help but circulate a little faster.

Fang Ling, who had no time to activate the Demon-Demon Banner, pinched the magic tricks in his hand, and hundreds of mysterious vines turned into a big net, wrapping the rolling flames and the flying sword hidden in the flames into the net.

The rolling flames shattered silently at the moment when they merged with Fang Ling's mysterious female energy. The flying sword that was originally hidden in the flames was also revealed at this time. This was a red flying sword that was four squares and four straights, like a ruler. At the moment they were exposed, they cut off Fang Ling's mysterious female energy hundreds of them.

However, in the end, the flying sword did not break through Fang Ling's Xuanpin's net and was trapped in the air by the Xuanpin's aura. However, Fang Ling knew very well that his Xuanpin's aura could not defile the flying sword at this time.

At this time, four figures flew from a distance, one of the middle-aged men looked at Fang Ling with anger on his face. However, Fang Ling was not paying attention to him, but a tall woman who was taller than an ordinary man. The woman had a graceful and graceful cheeks. Although she didn't laugh, she seemed to be laughing all the time. Her eyes were also staring at Fang Ling tightly.

"Monster, this Xiangjing City is not a place for you to make trouble. Today, I, Huang Renchu, will do my best to kill you, the monster." The flying sword that the man worked hard to refine was naturally defiled by Fang Ling. Although he knew that he was not Fang Ling's opponent, he felt that killing an evil demon was not a difficult thing, after all, the woman's record was there.

Fang Ling really didn't know who Huang Renchu ​​was. He ignored Huang Renchu ​​at all. Instead, he glanced at the fiery red flying sword and said, "The Chiyang Tianhuo Sword is indeed well-deserved."

The woman smiled lightly, stroked her slender fingers with her hair, and said lightly: "I thought I could only see Brother Fang's style on the day of the auction, but I didn't expect to see Brother Fang here."

The man's face suddenly changed. In the Southern Chu Kingdom, there was only one person in the devil who could be called Brother Fang so seriously by this woman, that was Fang Ling. Fang Ling, who was one of the four heroes and five heroes, was killed on Fuzhi Mountain, and Fang Ling, the most famous among the Jindan real people of the Scream God Sect.

I just wanted to kill demons and eliminate demons from him. Isn’t this asking for death?

Just when Huang Renchu ​​was nervous, Fang Ling said lightly: "The four heroes and five heroes of the Hantian Sect, the first person to see in Xiangjing City is you Zhu Yunying, I didn't expect it either."

"This is a prosperous place. My little sister still has something to do now. Why not wait until the auction before I can experience Brother Fang's **." Zhu Yunying smiled softly and said lightly.

With the flash of his divine thoughts, Fang Ling took back the silk condensed by hundreds of mysterious females. Zhu Yunying bowed gently and said, "Thank you, Brother Fang."

When Zhu Yunying turned around and was about to leave, Huang Renchu ​​also followed, but Fang Ling said coldly at this moment: "Brother Huang, I didn't seem to say that you should leave!"

Huang Renchu's face suddenly changed. He turned around and looked at Fang Ling, saying with a stern look on his face: "What do you want, Fang Ling, you are so devil, I, Huang Renchu, are still afraid that you won't succeed!"

Generally speaking, there are few people who are afraid of anyone among the Jindan Zhenren. But this is just generally speaking, and Fang Ling is different. He blocks the Jiang Jian Sect and blocks the door and kills Duan Renjie on Fuqian Mountain. All these things are told to everyone. Fang Ling is one of the strongest among the Jindan Zhenren Zhenren.

Although Huang Renchu ​​didn't think he was the weakest, he knew that he was not Fang Ling's opponent at all, and Zhu Yunying, who was regarded as a supporter by him, obviously didn't want to fight Fang Ling now.

"It's better not to be afraid of it." Fang Ling smiled lightly and suddenly moved forward.

This step seemed to be calm and gentle, but with this step, Huang Renchu ​​felt a mountain pressing on his heart. Although he fought desperately, under Fang Ling's strange pressure, his spiritual sense became extremely uncomfortable.

As Zhu Yunying's face changed, she whispered to Fang Ling: "Brother Fang, why don't you see what happened just now?"

Zhu Yunying's words were soft and full of smiles. In an instant, there seemed to be thousands of romantic things, all hidden in her smiling face. Xiaotong happened to be standing beside Zhu Yunying, and she also understood that Zhu Yunying would never have anything to do with her uncle Fang, but her little eyes still felt jealous.

This woman is more beautiful than her mother. Xiaotong has always felt that her mother is the most beautiful woman in the world. However, Zhu Yunying's kindness forced her to admit that this woman is more beautiful than her mother.

"Since Miss Zhu, you said that, if I don't give you some face, it will be too inhumane." Fang Ling smiled softly, and Huang Renchu, who had a cold look on his face, said: "He just made a sword at my niece, and I don't ask for anything else. As long as he takes my blow."

Huang Renchu ​​was still sure of one attack. Although Fang Ling's cultivation was stronger than him, he was a dignified Jindan real person. How could he not be able to take Fang Ling's attack? He smiled coldly and said, "Since Fang Ling, you said that, then I, Huang Renchu, will compete with you."

Zhu Yunying was thinking about how to save this blow for Huang Renchu, but she didn't expect that before she could speak, Huang Renchu ​​agreed to Fang Ling's request without knowing it. She felt a little angry for a moment.

He wanted to stop him again, but he thought that Huang Renchu ​​was the real person of Jindan. If he blocked him like this, he would not only not be able to make any mistakes, but he might also be resentful to him. After hesitating, she said to Fang Ling: "There are people coming and going here, Brother Fang, we should not stop it for too long."

"Soon." Fang Ling said these two words and looked at Huang Renchu. The moment when the look fell into Huang Renchu's eyes, Huang Renchu ​​felt a huge palm suddenly appear in his mind, directly hitting his spiritual sense.

This palm made Huang Renchu ​​feel confused for a moment, and he almost fell to the ground. At this moment, Fang Ling, who was like a ghost, had already arrived at Huang Renchu ​​and punched Huang Renchu ​​hard.

"Bang"

It was like a rag bag, and Huang Renchu ​​fell to the ground hard. His eyes widened, and he couldn't believe all this, and then he vomited blood from his mouth.

With one move, I was also a real person in Jindan, but I didn’t even catch Fang Ling’s move. How could this be possible?

Huang Renchu's heart was full of disbelief and reluctance! (To be continued...)
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