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Chapter 62: Siege, Death

"Oh? Since you have guessed it, there is no need for us to hide it. Yes, it's Mr. Yu who asked us to deal with you. I know you are a little capable, but can you be our fourteen Kaiyuan realms opponents?" One of them took two steps forward and pointed at Fang Hong and said.

"Is it Yu Jilong? He sent that person last time?" Although Fang Hong was already 90% sure, it was more guaranteed to say these things in person.

The dozen people were shocked when they heard this, because the people sent out last time had never come back, and no one knew whether they were dead or alive. They always thought that the person had encountered something unexpected or had a provoked, because no one wanted to believe that Fang Hong would be the opponent of the inner disciple.

However, Fang Hong actually asked this today, which means that he had contacted that man, and the reason why the man did not come back was probably killed. In this way, how deep is Fang Hong's strength? From that time on, he could defeat or even kill inner disciples at the fourth level of Kaiyuan. So now his cultivation has improved greatly, how terrible is his strength?

Almost everyone knows that Fang Hong has a way to improve his skills in an instant, but no one knows what the limit is. However, one thing is certain. The higher Fang Hong's own cultivation level, the greater the power of the secret method to improve his cultivation level.

‘Are we all fourteen people coming today, and they are not his opponents? Impossible! No matter how strong he is, it is absolutely impossible to directly improve his cultivation from the realm of entering the Yuan to the Chi Yuan. As long as it is still below nine Yuan, the fourteen of us can definitely kill him!’ The man thought for a while, and hesitated at the beginning, and hesitated until the end.

Yes, Fang Hong's anti-blood curse will definitely not allow him to cross two levels in a row, or even directly cross the level to enter the nine-yuan realm. So no matter what method he uses, even if he exchanges his life for life, he will definitely die here, at most he will pull two people to cull it.

"Okay, Yu Jilong, I remember. When I go back, I will definitely find you." Fang Hong nodded silently and said coldly.

"Hmph! Then you have to have the life to go back! Brothers, come on!" The man waved his hand and rushed up first. When the other thirteen people saw that the boss had come on, they all took action one after another.

Fang Hong instantly moved the Blood Demon Fight to the fastest speed, and the vital energy in the meridians seemed to be stimulated and was running rapidly. Every time he ran a small circle, Fang Hong could feel an extremely huge force emerging from his dantian.

Although Tiaoxue Wuhen is a relatively low-level body technique and the kind used to rush on the road. However, Fang Hong's body is extremely sensitive, coupled with the sharp insight of the Tongtian Eye, the rush on the road can also be used for combat. Although the effect is a little worse, he can barely get on the stage.

However, the fourteen people on the other side had the lowest level of Kaiyuan cultivation, and each person had a spiritual weapon in his hand. With just a few encounters, Fang Hong was cut four or five holes. Although the injury was not deep, the pain caused by the spiritual weapon was extremely strong. If it were not for the devil's cultivation of burning blood backwards, such injuries would have been enough to affect Fang Hong's performance.

"Fang Hong! Death!" One of the men holding the knife shouted loudly, and a long sword emitting blue light in his hand was instantly cut off.

Fang Hong quickly dodged and narrowly avoided the blade. However, a distance suddenly came from behind and was hit by a palm.

This palm directly beat Fang Hong into blood and spit out a mouthful of blood. It must be a magic trick that is not weak.

‘Are I going to die here today? No! How can I die without revenge of family enemies? Fight!’ Fang Hong said harshly in his heart, and then he ran the secret method of the blood-reverse curse twice in a row. He felt that the vital energy in his body suddenly surged, and the flow speed became particularly fast, and even his meridians were washed and painful.

"I want me to die, right? Well, come on!" Fang Hong spurted out a mouthful of blood. The impact of using the anti-blood curse twice this time was too great.

The secret method of the blood-reverse curse is very special. Although the vital energy flows in the meridians of the human body will not be interrupted, it cannot fill the meridians. This is also the mystery of the human body. For the sake of the safety of the meridians, the flow of vital energy is deliberately limited.

The anti-blood curse breaks this routine, not only forcibly breaking the boundary, but also adding counter-trend to the flow of vital energy along with the trend. In this way, the entire meridian is full. In addition, the two vital energy in completely different directions rub against each other, the power generated is definitely not as simple as one plus one.

However, the disadvantage of doing this is that it consumes too much meridians. If used for a long time, the meridians will not be able to withstand this overload operation and will eventually be completely broken.

The flaws of the Anti-Blood Curse have already shown that if you are not absolutely necessary, you must never use the Anti-Blood Curse. If it is not a critical moment of life and death, you must not use the Anti-Blood Curse twice in a row.

But what Fang Hong is facing now is a life-and-death moment, so he had to use this forbidden move regardless of everything. In an instant, his strength caught up with the peak of Kaiyuan, and it can almost be said that he is infinitely close to the Chiyuan realm.

‘The King of Hell’s Soul-Devouring!’ Fang Hong shouted in his heart. He knew that he was unable to fight and had to find a gap to escape, otherwise if the effect of the anti-blood curse was lost, the one waiting for him would be death.

‘Bang!Bang!’

In just a moment, two people each fell into Fang Hong's palm, and their ribs were shattered several times by the heavy palm force. But for those two, the pain had just begun, and the soul-devouring energy of the King of Hell did not need to flow through the meridians, and it directly pierced into the sea of ​​consciousness. A feeling of falling from the void suddenly came, followed by a turbulent impact in their minds.

"Ah!!" The two men grabbed their hair in great pain, and even tore their scalp open. The pain came from their minds, making them want to open their heads.

The other twelve people were all terrified when they saw this. This scene was too weird and even a little scary.

'Bang!'

Just as these people were lost, Fang Hong hit one of them again. The man fell to the ground and howled in pain, just like the first two.

The killer suddenly came, one in two not three. The remaining eleven people knew that Fang Hong had used his secret method to improve his skills and immediately became twelve points. However, with the lessons from the three people, they were still a little guilty, fearing that they would become like that after being hit by a palm.

"Come on! Let you see my move!" Fang Hong immediately opened the door, opened his hands, and presented the black flames on his palm to the other party's eyes.

Seeing this, the eleven people retreated, and no one dared to resist this move. Although Fang Hong gave up any defense at this time, it seemed like he was going to fight to the death. Whoever dared to go over, even if he killed him, would be killed by his ultimate move.

Although these people are all under Yu Jilong's men, they are not the kind of deadly soldiers who are fearless. If such a situation occurs, no one wants to be the first to be the one to be so ugly.

"Kill!" Fang Hong had a ferocious face, like a demon king coming from the underworld, slapped his hands together with both hands.

'Bang!'

No one knew what was going on, but looking at Fang Hong's expression, the power of this move was absolutely terrifying. So the people quickly took a few steps back.

‘It’s this time!’ Fang Hong was secretly happy, and then he shouted lightly and rushed towards the mountain. Only a faint black flame was left in place.

"What is this? What's going on?" The leader looked at the flames on the ground and asked cautiously.

However, as he finished saying this, the black flame disappeared instantly and ignited with a "boom". The scene immediately scared everyone, but before they could jump up, everyone's faces were full of surprise.

"Damn it! Flint! Chase!" The leader then realized that he was being tricked. What trick was just a frightening person. In the end, he threw it away was just an ordinary flint. But the black flame at the beginning was not clear what it was.

Just when these people knew they were deceived, Fang Hong had already run a hundred meters away. With his current double blood curse, if he was on the flat ground, he would have run out a mile long ago.

"Fang Hong! I have to peel your skin alive today!" The leader was so angry that he smoked his orifices, and he held his sword tightly and rushed forward.

However, their speed was a little worse than Fang Hong, and they could only watch the distance grow farther and farther, until they finally turned into a small black dot.

"Boss, he ran too fast, we are still chasing?" One of them asked while sprinting.

"Chasing! Of course, chasing! He has used secret techniques to improve his skills and can't last long. At that time, it would be easy for us to kill him." The leader said angrily. It seems that if he didn't kill Fang Hong today, his anger would be impossible to eliminate.

Sure enough, not long after, Fang Hong's body shook a few times, and the speed instantly slowed down a lot. The effect of the anti-blood curse disappeared, and the subsequent severe side effects were severe.

"Haha! He's finished! Let's go!" The leader said excitedly, and rushed up first.

Finally, Fang Hong climbed to the top of the mountain. With such a huge peak, the top of the mountain was only less than half a mile. Except for the mountain roads people walked out behind him, there was no serious road at all on the other sides.

Fang Hong endured the backlash of side effects and walked forward, hoping that another way could be found on the other side of the mountain. But after he walked over, he realized that there was no way, and it was clearly a bottomless cliff.

"Fang Hong! I want to catch you and torture you to death!" At this time, those people had already chased after him, and the leader roared angrily and rushed over without any effort.

‘Are you going to die? Even if you die, you have to be buried with someone!’ Fang Hong saw someone rushing towards him, not only did he not hide, but instead stared at the other party’s boss.

'Do you want to catch me? Humph! Come on, I'll let you catch me!' Fang Hong waited quietly. Although the leader was fast, he could see all the movements clearly at Tongtian's moment. Just as the other party grabbed the palm, Fang Hong instantly reached out his hand.

The leader was stunned, but he didn't expect Fang Hong to surrender. But the next moment he knew what fear was. Fang Hong's hands were extremely powerful, even three or four times stronger than his power, and he could not break free.

"Do you want to die, right? Then let's die together!!" Fang Hong grabbed the leader in front of him and said viciously to his face. That look was really scarier than the man-eating demon king.

The leader felt a chill on his back, and an unknown premonition rose from the bottom of his heart. He wanted to retreat, but Fang Hong's power was too great, so he pulled him back and jumped violently.

The cliff was so deep that it was not far behind. Fang Hong laughed wildly and pulled the leader and jumped down.

There is madness, despair, raging and sadness in this laughter.
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