Zheng!

The small gravel on the ground kept shaking and making rustling sounds.

The sound of the piano was heard more than ten feet away, and it was faintly visible that the vitality of heaven and earth seemed to be as turbulent as ripples.

The wisps of the piano sound were melodious, as if condensed into a wave and surged out, and directly bypassed Jiang Mu and others, surging and oppressing the hundreds of fast horses of Buer Villa.

The fast horse that charged in the front suddenly disappeared from people's sight.

The dull collision sounded, and the smoke and dust were slightly slight. - The mount under the man from the world suddenly lost its strength because of the forelimbs.

During a high-speed charge, this situation is equivalent to suicide.

Immediately afterwards, another knight disappeared and fell heavily to the ground with the war horses under him. Then more men from the world fell to the ground one after another.

The imposing pursuit turned into an extremely tragic collision accident as these scenes occurred. Dozens of horses rushing in front were neighing and falling to the ground, with broken limbs and broken bones, and blood splattered everywhere!

In just a moment, thirty or forty men from the world fell into a pool of blood, and tall horses with broken legs were wailing.

The men in the martial arts world who were chasing in Buer Villa were panicked, and their horses ran around and did not dare to take a step forward.

Finally, a leading man walked up to the front, looked at the forest where the piano sounds were heard, and bowed: "I don't know which friend you are, Lu You, who is suspected in Xiabu Er Villa. If you have any trouble, please forgive me. I, Bu Er Villa, will definitely come to the door to apologize another day, and please give me face to you."

Silence in the forest for a while,

"Zheng"

Suddenly, another piano sounded,

The man who was riding a horse who claimed to be Lu You in Buer Mountain Villa widened his pupils and had no time to react. He squirted out a mouthful of blood, and his chest flew backwards, smashed to the ground hard, and then rushed three or five feet to the ground before he could barely stop.

The clothes were torn by stones on the ground, and then the skin was blooming and blood was spread all over the ground.

Lu You raised his head in horror and looked at the forest.

A very young man walked out slowly with a piano in his arms, with a handsome face and a calm expression. The plain clothes he was wearing were white, which was obviously modified. The sleeves and hem of the robe were very wide, and they were blown by the spring breeze, like a hermit with a fairy-like appearance.

"Buer Mountain Villa is worthy of my face?"

The man seemed to be confused, but his tone was a statement, as if he was talking about a worldly truth, which made people unable to think of refuting.

Lu You from Buer Villa widened his pupils. He recognized this person, fear occupied his body and heart. His body, which was obviously seriously injured, burst out with endless potential at this moment and suddenly turned over.

Then, he kneeled down with a "plop".

"I don't know that Mr. Fang Ting is here, so I have no intention of disturbing me. Please spare my life!"

A heavy sound hit the ground, hit the stone, and blood flowed all over the ground in an instant.

At the same time, dozens of men from the martial arts and rivers standing in Buer Villa were instantly panicked and became confused.

This scene made Jiang Mu amazed.

He didn't expect that the man in white who looked so weak had such great pressure and had no name to report, which scared the people of Buer Villa, who had just been arrogant and arrogant, and the dead were so scared.

This Buer Mountain Villa is not a small force, and the man named Lu You should not be weak. Jiang Mu is probably at least a first- and second-grade martial artist, and he is considered a very weak little master.

Mr. Fang Ting looked indifferent and said, "You are so brave in Buer Villa. You dare to rob the identity token of my Qingyun Sect. You dare to kill my Qingyun Sect's personal disciple?"

Lu You kept kowtowing and said, "Mr. Fang Ting, it was my lard that caught my heart, and it was my greed that caused me. If you give me a chance, I will definitely make up for my mistakes."

"You are not enough." Mr. Fang Ting waved his sleeves lightly, touched the strings, and said, "Go back and let your owner come and give me an explanation."

"Yes, yes, thank you for not killing me, thank you!"

Lu You hurriedly dragged his trembling body and called his subordinates to leave quickly. He didn't dare to ride a horse, but he left carefully with his horse.

In the woods, it became quiet in an instant.

Tan Zhiyao and Doudou looked at Mr. Fang Ting's eyes full of admiration, as if they saw the stars in the sky, which was simply shocking.

However, even Jiang Mu was sighing,

Mr. Fang Ting's style is much better than him. He has always felt that he has always made a debut invisibly, with a calm and gentle atmosphere.

It was not until this moment that I knew what it means to have someone outside of people and there was a heaven beyond the sky.

At this moment, Mr. Fang Ting slowly turned his head and looked over.

Tan Zhiyao and Doudou suddenly tense all over and subconsciously hid behind Jiang Mu.

Although it is undeniable that Mr. Fang Ting's style is very pleasing to the eye, what cannot be ignored is the blood everywhere and the bloody smell in the air.

The whiter the clothes are, the more ruthless the murderer is.

Mr. Fang Ting walked over slowly, looked at Jiang Mu and the others, and whispered: "Who are you holding the Qingyun Sect's identity token to worship me in Qingyun Sect?"

Tan Zhiyao was a little scared, took out the token from her arms respectfully, and handed it to Mr. Fang Ting carefully.

Mr. Fang Ting took the token and looked at it, and said, "Since I am lucky enough to meet you, I think you have good talents and a little plasticity, so I will join me Changqin Peak. As for which elder's disciple, it depends on your own fortune."

"Yes, yes, okay!" Tan Zhiyao nodded hurriedly.

"Well," Mr. Fang Ting received the token and said, "My name is Fang Ting Weiwan. I am the master of Changqin Peak in Qingyun Sect. If you have nothing else, please follow me into the mountain gate now!"

Tan Zhiyao looked at Jiang Mu.

Jiang Mu nodded and said, "Since that's the case, Jiang Mu will say goodbye, and there will be a date later!"

"slow!"

Suddenly, Fang Ting called Jiang Mu without even being called out, and said with a little surprise: "You are Jiang Mu Jiang Zibai?"

Jiang Mu was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "It's just that, I wonder what's wrong with sir?"

Fang Ting held the piano and saluted, saying, "It turned out to be Mr. Jiang, who has long admired his reputation and has lost his respect."

Jiang Mu asked in confusion: "Mr. Fang Ting knows it's time?"

Fang Ting smiled slightly and said, "The ninth place in the earth list, is said to be invincible in the realm of heaven and man. Jiang Mu and Jiang Zibai. I think there are very few people who don't know the gentleman at the 100,000 mountains now."

Jiang Mu was stunned and said, "Earth List? Invincible in the realm of heaven and man?"

"Don't Mr. Jiang know?" Fang Ting Weiwan said in a little puzzled: "Bai Xiaotang issued the ground list half a month ago. Mr. ranked ninth, just in front of him. It is rumored that Mr. Duan Cultivated a sword talisman, once killed the pseudo-Valley with one sword, and suppressed the four innate masters with one talisman. Now, more than one person wants to challenge Mr. No. 100,000 people."

Jiang Mu: "??"
Chapter completed!