By chance, the person who was searching for Fang Xing in this range was the disciple who had just entered the inner sect of Qingyun Sect but had not had time to worship the disciples of the four major valleys. Two of them had old friends with Fang Xing, one was Meng Xuanzhao, and the other was Yu Sanliang, who had met with Fang Xing before, and they knew each other well because of Fang Xing.

Meng Xuanzhao was also a good outer sect at that time, and was about the same level as Qin Xinger and Liu Heihu. However, he was cheated by Fang Xing twice in a row, which resulted in some insufficient resources. In addition, he had a shadow in his heart and made his entry slower. As a result, the time to break through the fourth level of Agility was two years later than Qin Xinger and others, and he fell to the same level as Yu Sanliang.

It is precisely because of this that he has always secretly hated Fang Xing in his heart, but Fang Xing has a prominent identity. Not to mention thinking about taking revenge, he doesn't even dare to talk about his hatred to outsiders. He usually hides his hatred like a mouse, and can only hide in the shadow and grind his teeth secretly. He thought he would never have a chance to take revenge again, but he didn't expect that after Fang Xing's status reached its peak, he suddenly betrayed the sect, and he actually had the opportunity to search for him. This was a god-given opportunity.

He even thought about it that if he could find Fang Xing, he would stab him twice before talking about it anyway.

Because of Fang Xing, Meng Xuanzhao had no fondness for Yu Sanliang, and Yu Sanliang only had the fourth level of spiritual power, but Meng Xuanzhao had reached the fourth level of spiritual power not long ago, and he didn't take him seriously.

Of course, no matter how much they say, they didn't think they really had the hope of finding Fang Xing. After all, this area was too big. Moreover, the Bluebird Elder brought 600 disciples. Standing out among these 600 disciples and finding Fang Xing was tantamount to winning the grand prize. The hope was really slim, and Meng Xuanzhao just enjoyed his mouth.

The group of four people walked towards the cliff while talking. One of them was sharp-eyed. Just as he was about to go around the cliff, he suddenly exclaimed and jumped onto the hillside. However, on the edge of a bluestone, he found a cluster of weeds, withered yellow and dried, with faint traces of burning. The disciple twisted it and said strangely: "Why are there any traces of burning in the deep mountains and wild ridges?"

The other disciples thought he had found something extraordinary, but saw that it was just a small burning trace. They immediately scorned and said, "What can just be said for such a small burning mark? It's your shocking and deception!"

The disciple frowned and said, "Not right, this large piece of weed is burnt only. It must be not a wildfire, otherwise the burning traces will only be one by one. Maybe it has something to do with the little ghost. I said, let's spread and search, after all, it's just for this to enter the mountain. Don't let the opportunity come in front of you, but let it go in vain..."

Seeing that he said this, the other disciples felt it was reasonable, so they nodded, scattered around, and searched carefully.

The golden crow, hiding in the tree not far away, complained secretly in his heart. It had already cleared all the traces of the drag Fang into the cave, but unexpectedly, this small burnt mark attracted the attention of the disciples of Qingyun Sect. This was the high temperature of the fire on Fang Xing's body when he was put down by it. At first glance, it was almost no different from ordinary weeds.

"Do you want to kill these guys?"

The golden crow thought about it and was extremely hesitant. Its cultivation level has now increased to the first level and has reached the seventh level. It thought it would be no problem to kill these disciples of the fourth level of agility, but it was worried that when they were killed, the news would be passed on and attracted the clamp of the elders of Qingyun Sect. This would not only harm Fang Xing, but also fall into danger.

It had made up its mind to protect itself before, and it really didn't want to take risks.

In addition, if it attracts people from Qingyun Sect, even if it kills people, it will not be able to save Fang Xing.

After all, Fang Xing was emitting amazing heat at this time, and he didn't dare to touch him at all.

"Hmm? What a heavy burnt smell, it's like... magma..."

Those Qingyun Sect disciples who were searching dullly did not find any extra traces, but suddenly smelled the strong smell of gunpowder.

The golden crow on the tree canopy was also shocked and thought to himself: "I can't help you now. I finally hid you so tightly. You have to make such a big noise. Isn't this asking for death?" In its heart, it also understood that Fang Xing's heat increased again, so that even the rocks were burnt, which made such a strong smell come out.

"There is a stone cave here, and the smell comes from the cave..."

At this moment, Meng Xuanzhao shouted excitedly, danced his sword, protected his body in front of him, and rushed into the cave.

In the distance, the other three Qingyun Sect disciples were shocked and rushed over quickly, fearing that Meng Xuanzhao would take advantage of her own. After rushing to the entrance of the cave, he immediately crawled in with his head and asked, "Is it him?" Before he finished speaking, Meng Xuanzhao's ecstatic voice had already sounded: "God helps me, Fang Xing, you bastard, still fall into my hands!"

"It's really him..."

Two of the three Qingyun Sect disciples who followed him immediately took out the messaging talisman.

They had already seen a coma deep in the cave, leaning on the wall of the cave, the heat on their bodies was astonishing as a big alchemy furnace, and even the rocks around them were burnt. Fortunately, Fang Xing was wearing a robe that was not soaked in water and fire. Under this heat, he could still maintain it, and his clothes were not burned, and he was exposed in front of these big men...

These disciples were not overwhelmed by surprise, and immediately thought of notifying the Blue Bird Elder.

After all, finding it is not a credit, and the first person to notify the Bluebird Elder is considered a credit.

Meng Xuanzhao, after seeing Fang Xing who was unconscious, directly rushed to his legs with a sword.

The first thing he thought was not to inform the Blue Bird Elder, but to stab Fang Xing with a sword to relieve his anger.

Three people, two reactions!

The fourth person made the third reaction!

This person is Yu Sanliang.

After rushing into the cave, he confirmed that it was Fang Xing inside. He immediately gritted his teeth secretly, and a light flashed in his small eyes on his big face, and his hands quickly squeezed the magic trick. Because he had the weakest cultivation, he was also the last one to rush into the cave. The other three people all turned their backs to him, which caused no one else to see when he pinched the magic trick.

"Swoosh..."

A powerful and crazy aura suddenly released from Yu Sanliang's fat body.

The two Qingyun Sect disciples who were about to ignite the messenger talisman were shocked, turned around and shouted: "What do you want to do?"

Yu Sanliang suddenly rushed towards them without saying a word, with a gaze.

"This fat pig wants to protect this little devil and capture him!"

The disciples of Qingyun Sect, who were the first to be blasted, were shocked and shouted sternly, while handing out the long sword.

Another disciple of Qingyun Sect and Meng Xuanzhao also discovered the attempt of Fat Taoist at this time. He sneered and came up to attack Fat Taoist. In their opinion, Fat Taoist was nothing. After all, the cultivation level of the three of them was higher than that of him. In addition, Fat Taoist was honest and soft, just like dough, and in their hearts, they were of the kind that could be easily captured.

However, no one expected that when the fat Taoist rushed over, a huge wild boar suddenly turned into the image of a huge wild boar, with a sharp mouth and a big head, and a mane behind his head stood up like a steel needle. Two sharp fangs were like two sharp knives, and their bloody mouths opened and made a silent scream. In an instant, they collided with the Qingyun Sect disciple in front.

"Smack it..."

The disciple was also handing out the sword and colliding with the wild boar's illusion. The sword was knocked into seven or eight, and then the wild boar's fangs pierced into his body. The disciple of the fourth-level middle level of agile groaned and his eyes suddenly bulged out. It seemed that no matter what, he would die in the hands of this fat man who seemed completely harmless in one move...

"This... what kind of evil skills are you?"

The other disciple of Qingyun Sect was shocked at the same time and subconsciously shouted loudly.

They are very sure that the fat Taoist priests are not using any of the five Dharmas of Qingyun Sect.

And this power is by no means something that ordinary basic spells can achieve.

The fat Taoist killed one person, and the wild boar's illusion seemed to be more detailed and his expression was more fierce. He rushed towards the other two people for a moment, and roared in a low voice: "This is the technique of controlling the spirit and beast control......... "

"boom……"

When he finished speaking, he had already rushed to the middle of the two men. The wild boar had an even more ferocious illusion. He arched over another Qingyun Sect disciple, opened his mouth and bit Meng Xuanzhao's arm half, turned around and stepped on it heavily, slashing the Qingyun Sect disciple who had been arched over before, and his chest was broken and his blood was vomited. Meng Xuanzhao was seriously injured, staggered back, and suddenly fell to Fang Xing.

"You... don't come over...or I... I will kill him...ah..."

Meng Xuanzhao suddenly found Fang Xing not far away, and immediately reached out to pull him, wanting to use him as a hostage. However, as soon as he touched Fang Xing's body, he screamed in pain. His palm was already burned, and he hurriedly let go of his hand. At this moment, the fat Taoist rushed forward, and the wild boar illusion appeared, and he directly hit Meng Xuanzhao's chest and knocked him away.

"Puff puff puff..."

Meng Xuanzhao was knocked away directly, her chest was broken, and the person was in the air and had already bleeded blood.

It was not until this time that the fat Taoist let out a sigh, put away the wild boar illusion, wiped the cold sweat from his head, and said to himself: "This spirit-controlling beast technique is really so powerful? Junior Brother Fang is so nice to me..." (To be continued...)

ps: Alas, I got stuck in the street yesterday at three o'clock in the morning and didn't meet a "good friend" at the intersection. I'm so depressed, so please comfort me... But there will still be three chapters today, keep your word!

Chapter 179: Wild Boar:
Chapter completed!