Liuli just said that she was injured, so she should not be counted on.

Thinking of this, Fang Leng really wanted to scold people.

You, Guapi, would betrayed by your subordinates. You know there is trouble, but you didn’t say you would let me run away earlier and you still slept here for a night. I’m so convinced you!

It's still up to yourself!

Fang Leng made a decision in an instant, and he sneered: "Haha, ordinary, do you know who am I?"

Although he was facing two big shots, Fang Leng also forced himself to calm down, which really scared Hei Bai Wuchang. Bai Wuchang said curiously: "Who are you?"

Fang Leng said: "I am the only disciple of the Immortal Master Yaoguang. If you kill me, my master will definitely avenge me in the future."

Fang Leng had no choice but to lift Yao Guang's thigh and hug him. Hei Bai Wuchang would definitely be afraid, because as long as they killed Yao Guang's apprentice, Yao Guang would definitely know who did it. It was impossible to hide, and it was impossible to hide the truth.

But after Fang Leng said that, Hei Wuchang immediately smiled.

"Hahaha, if you say the names of other saints, I might be scared, but Yaoguang, she has died in the Piaoxue Immortal Palace. Your master is dead, how can you help you get revenge? Don't you think about other backers?"

Hei Wuchang said jokingly, looking at her like this, it doesn't seem like she is telling lies.

Fang Leng was shocked and could not believe this. Suddenly, he felt a thrust in his heart. Thinking of his master so good to him, he died in a vague way, and a sense of unspeakable grief surged from the bottom of his heart.

"I will not believe you if you live, and if you die, you will see your corpse."

Fang Leng held the magic pen in his hand, and now he can only fight.

Piaoxue Fairy Mansion is the destination of his trip. No matter what, he must make a breakthrough, but first, he must overcome the dangers in front of him.

"Hmph, overestimate one's own abilities."

Bai Wuchang snorted, with a move, a white sword appeared in his hand, just in the same color as the sword that Fang Leng dug out.

Hei Wuchang took out a mourning stick. These people in the underworld have too deep into the underworld, and they probably really regard themselves as the underworld.

"A gust of wind!"

"Howl!"

Black and White Impermanence each used a spell. For a moment, the black Yin wind rushed straight to Fang Leng and Liu. Accompanied by the shouting, Fang Leng said, "Zi Bu Wu said that the strange powers and the gods are in chaos!"

The sage's mouth follows the Dharma.

Fang Leng does not have the cultivation of a saint, but his profession is a sage.

It can be said that he is the real saint. Giving gifts to heaven and earth is more famous than giving gifts to the emperor.

Fang Leng said a few words, and suddenly, the wind was gone, and ghosts cried, and all the magic disappeared invisibly.

Hei and Bai Wuchang were shocked. He said that he was just a cultivator in the transcendent realm, and he actually had this ability. Obviously, his future prospects are limitless!

Originally, they were just here to chase and kill the injured and displaced people, otherwise when the displaced people healed, they would all die!

But I didn't expect that a scholar appeared halfway through, and he was still such a potential scholar, and he was a child of a saint.

Fortunately, Yao Guang was really dead, otherwise they would not dare to take action with the reputation of the Sword Saint...
Chapter completed!