At this time, Liu Qiushui's hands were cold and stunned. In fact, before Yizhangyuan shouted out the news that Yan Chenzhou was defeated, he already knew that his senior brother had lost.

If you know Yan Chenzhou best, only Liu Qiushui. After the screams came into Liu Qiushui's ears, Liu Qiushui felt his body tremble for a moment.

In fact, at that moment, he was sure that the scream came from Yan Chenzhou. Although this thought made him unable to believe the rationality in his heart, the fact he saw was that only Fang Ling stood there.

Fang Ling defeated his senior brother, how is this possible!

He was unwilling to accept this fact, but he had to admit that it was a fact, a true and unquestionable fact.

After all, Liu Qiushui was Liu Qiushui. When countless people were shocked, he was the first to react. He looked at the horrified crowd around him and shouted loudly: "Yan Tianjun is just a loss-win situation with Fang Ling!"

"Now, Zong Zhou is right in front of us, and victory is right in front of us. As long as we try harder, we can take Zong Zhou down."

"As long as you take down Zongzhou, the items seized by the Dazong in three days will belong to each of them!"

If Yan Chenzhou's defeat was a huge blow to the monks who owned the Holy Alliance and the Hantian Gate, then Liu Qiushui's words re-established their confidence.

Everyone's first feeling was that Liu Qiushui was right. Even if Fang Ling defeated Yan Chenzhou, he would be at the end of his strength.

Zong Zhou has been broken. As long as they have a little harder, they can accumulate countless years of Zong Zhou and take it into their own hands.

Greed made countless monks open their eyes wide. They looked at the already open gate of the Sect Zhou city. Many people shouted loudly: "Enter the Sect Zhou, everything is ours."

"Fang Ling is already at the end of his power. Killing Fang Ling will lead to the supreme magic weapon against Channel Zhaotian!"

I don’t know who roared, and at this moment, it sounded among the crowd. With the roar, many people looked at the three Fang Ling greedily.

Fang Ling had no passage to Zhaotian, but he defeated Yan Chenzhou. Now if he was really at the end of his strength, he would kill him and take away his magic weapon. That would be the lord of the world.

Although many people are still self-aware, there are also many people who believe in wealth and danger. So after this shout, hundreds of spiritual consciousnesses were shrouded on Fang Ling, who was in the void.

All of these spiritual consciousnesses come from the Nascent Soul Ancestor.

Although most of these Nascent Soul Ancestors who enveloped their spiritual consciousness on Fang Ling are in the middle and middle stages of Nascent Soul, they also have half-step power.

The only one who can truly threaten Fang Ling is the powerful half-step. At this time, they are like a crocodile hidden in deep water, ready to rush out at any time and give Fang Ling a fatal blow!

Fang Ling felt these spiritual senses that were shrouding him. A hint of coldness appeared in his eyes. He smiled coldly, and his eyes fell thousands of feet away, commanding the black zombies to attack the city of Zongzhou.

As his magic power was activated, his whole body turned into a black shadow and disappeared silently into the void.

When everyone's spiritual sense sensed Fang Ling again, the place where Fang Ling appeared was already above Liu Qiushui.

Liu Qiushui was shocked and patted his small Qiankun bag and offered a flying sword with blue and red colors.

This blue-red flying sword has a very vulgar name, it is called the blue-red sword, but the power of this sword is extraordinary. In terms of its level, it is at the peak of spiritual treasures.

This sword was a spoil obtained after Yan Chenzhou destroyed a sect that did not surrender. Because it was of good grade, it was rewarded to Liu Qiushui.

Liu Qiushui also likes abnormality for this flying sword. After years of sacrifice and refining, the green and red sword has its current power.

The Qinghong Sword is not only powerful, but also extremely sharp. As long as an ordinary magic weapon collides with the Qinghong Sword, it will be cut into two pieces.

But the moment he sacrificed the green and red sword, Liu Qiushui flew back, and he was not even ready to ask for the green and red sword.

Fang Ling did not chase Liu Qiushui's escape. As his divine thoughts flashed, Fang Ling, in black, stretched out a palm.

As his palm waved, a black palm several feet wide appeared in front of him, and the palm directly held the green and red sword in his hand.

The green and red sword trembled, trying to break the restraint of the black palm, but the black light flashed on the black palm, directly dispersing the sword light of the green and red sword.

Taking the Qinghong Sword was just a blink of an eye, and in this blink of an eye, Liu Qiushui had already escaped a thousand feet away.

Such a distance is just a safe distance for the Nascent Soul Ancestor like Liu Qiushui. Although Fang Ling is powerful, he may not be able to do anything to Liu Qiushui through such a long distance.

Of course, Fang Ling wanted to rush to catch up with Liu Qiushui, which was naturally a different scene.

But Fang Ling did not chase after him. After capturing the Qinghong Sword with his big black hand, he made another move towards Liu Qiushui who had already gone away.

There was no power in this move, and even the sound of the wind was not touching. However, with this wave, Liu Qiushui's body, which had already escaped, retreated silently towards the black big hand.

Liu Qiushui tried hard to activate his true energy and struggled, but his body was still regressing. During this process, Liu Qiushui even activated his magic power to explode his Nascent Soul.

But it was a pity that his body seemed to be bound by something, and he couldn't move at all.

"How is this possible?" A half-step giant looked at Liu Qiushui who had fallen back into Fang Ling's black hand, and his words were filled with unbelievable smell.

Although Liu Qiushui has not reached the realm of being a half-step powerful person, his status in the Hantian Gate is really too high.

Apart from Yan Chenzhou, it is him. Even the life and death of the half-step powerful people is sometimes in his mind.

Many monks who defected to Yan Chenzhou were afraid of Liu Qiushui, but now, Liu Qiushui, who was extremely powerful in their eyes, was captured by Fang Ling with a wave of his hand.

This method and such situation made them feel a little unbelievable.

But Liu Qiushui had indeed fallen into Fang Ling's hand. The black big hand fixed Liu Qiushui to the finger in the middle, and Liu Qiushui's body could not move at all at this moment.

"Fang Ling. What method are you doing?" Liu Qiushui seemed to have returned to peace in an instant.

Fang Ling glanced at Liu Qiushui, and finally said in a deep voice: "This is a mysterious female capture!"

"Xuanpin's big capture? I haven't heard of it." Liu Qiushui said lightly after repeating what Fang Ling said.

Fang Ling smiled and did not explain. This Xuanpin Great Grabbing was a new method he learned from Xuanpin Daozun. According to Xuanpin Daozun, as long as Fang Ling could reach the level of Taoist ancestor, the Xuanpin Great Grabbing could be said to be captured in everything.

Even if Fang Ling's body is not moving, if he wants to capture people or things millions of miles away, it is just a matter of waving his hand.

Although Fang Ling has not reached the level of Taoist ancestors now, it is not difficult to rely on this Xuanpin to capture Liu Qiushui and capture magic weapons like Qinghong Sword.

Seeing Fang Ling silent, Liu Qiushui continued, "I admit defeat this time. I don't know what Fang Ling is going to do with me?"

The question asked by Liu Qiushui is also a concern for many people who look at Fang Ling. Liu Qiushui can almost be regarded as the brain of the entire Hantian Sect. Fang Ling now grabbed him in his hands. For many people, it may not be a good thing.

After all, this will make Yan Chenzhou crazy.

As the existence of the tunnel Zhaotian, although Yan Chenzhou lost to Fang Ling, he was also an existence that few people in the world were willing to offend.

Fang Ling smiled softly and said, "If you capture me, what will you do to me?"

Liu Qiushui's eyes suddenly narrowed. He felt a chill that rose from his heart, but Liu Qiushui was Liu Qiushui after all. After pondering for a moment, he smiled and said, "Actually, I am alive and die, which is more useful to you."

"I am deeply trusted by my senior brother. If you exchange me with my senior brother, I believe my senior brother will definitely not refuse."

"And you killed me just to vent your anger. In fact, you can't get anything. People like me can't pose any threat to you, don't you?"

Fang Ling remained silent, but from his pondering expression, Liu Qiushui breathed a sigh of relief. Although he looked calm in the eyes of countless people, he was still afraid of death.

For him, death can be said to be the thing he feared the most in his life. He was unwilling to die, and even more unwilling to die in his hands, and he died silently.

"You are very right, but I really can't understand what Yan Chenzhou has, which is worth my exchange for." When Fang Ling said this, his expression was still calm, which made Liu Qiushui feel cold in his heart.

Just as he was pondering, Fang Ling's black big hand began to slowly close, and once the big hand was closed, it was the time when Liu Qiushui was burial.

Liu Qiushui didn't want to die, so at the moment when his big hands were closed, he shouted loudly: "Don't kill me, you can't kill me!"

"As long as you don't kill me, I... I'll ask my senior brother to exchange the best things for you, Hua Shuying, my senior brother can exchange Hua Shuying for you!"

...

Cuipin Mountain is thousands of feet high. Three peaks are in the shape of a Pin character standing on the earth, so it is called Cuipin Mountain.

There are houses deep in the white clouds, and there are not only houses deep in the Cuipin Mountain, but also a large temple.

This is a large temple mainly for women's practice, called Xuannv Temple. There are forty or fifty women who practice. However, for this large temple mainly for women, the people around them are all in awe.

What they were afraid of was that almost every woman in this temple could fly to the sky and escape, and every one could call the wind and rain.

So I don’t know when, families within a radius of 500 miles began to worship this Xuannv Temple according to year and month. (To be continued)

ps: Today's first update, thank you brothers for your support to the kitten, especially 001 Seven Ding Xingzhi, I am waiting for my brother's reward. Kitten thanks. I won't say much more, today's third update!
Chapter completed!