If I could describe Fang Zheng's current mood in one sentence, it would definitely be, beep beep beep beep beep... beep beep beep all the girls in your family!
Of course, there were too many people present. If all the girls from the families present were put in front of him, he really wouldn't have that much time and energy to beep.
However, this is obviously not the point.
The point is that Fang Zheng was speechless now. He was pretending to be dead with his eyes closed. He didn't see Nangong Tian murdering Nangong Mu immediately, so he naturally had no way to stop it.
When he roughly guessed what happened, he was somewhat shocked.
The experience of his previous life and the preciousness of this life made him more and more unable to accept such a "sacrifice", so for a while he really couldn't react.
Then…
There's no after that.
Because, the moment he opened his eyes, he saw this exaggerated scene in front of him. The huge ice and snow sacred tree rushed into the sky, as if it was about to pierce the sky. The powerful aura pressed down, making him tremble. It felt like I was so small in front of this huge ice and snow sacred tree.
What's more important is that the ice and snow tree in front of you seems to have a terrifying devouring power, constantly sucking in the surrounding power into it.
And these powers naturally include him.
"Is this the bloodline of the sacred tree that Chi Guyan just mentioned?" Fang Zhengzheng looked at Nangong Hao floating in the air. It was impossible to say that he was desperate, but it was also impossible to say how happy he was. .
After all, Nangong Hao's current appearance looks a bit like a successful counterattack. At least, he is much, much stronger than before.
This was what Fang Zhengzheng was thinking.
However, he did not notice that when he stood up, almost all the faces of the sect disciples around him had expressions like they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
"This guy didn't faint?!"
"Why did he... stand up again?"
"What's going on? Why did this guy suddenly get up again?"
The surrounding sect disciples were already in a state of panic, but now they saw Fang Zhengzheng standing up suddenly, and they were all shocked.
But soon, they all reacted.
Fang Zhengzheng did not faint!
That can only mean that everything just now was just an act!
However, what they didn't quite understand was why Fang Zhengzheng pretended to be stunned in that situation. Pretending to be stunned when he could already defeat Nangong Hao was really something they couldn't understand.
Of course, not everyone cannot understand the reason. For example, Mu Qingfeng and Dao Xin are exceptions.
"This kid actually does this?!" Although Mu Qingfeng could understand, he still couldn't hide his surprise.
And for Tao Xin...
Her mood was obviously more complicated. She had calculated everything, but she only missed one thing, that is, although Fang Zhengzheng was shameless, he could give everything he had to Yan Xiu.
Is it because you can see that Yan Xiu wants to be first in the martial arts competition
Daoxin could understand why Fang Zhengzheng did this, but she really couldn't understand that Fang Zhengzheng could really not care about fame and fortune for Yan Xiu.
Friendship!
Could it be that there really is such friendship in this world? !
"Crack!" The tea cup in Dao Xin's hand was crushed directly by her. She was really unwilling to do so. With this arrangement, Fang Zhengzheng could still escape, and he still escaped in this way.
She wanted to remind Yan Xiu again to seize the last chance while Nangong Hao attracted everyone's attention, and the other party would take action.
But she knew it was no longer possible.
Because she saw a kind of confusion on Yan Xiu's face, a kind of confusion that originated from the heart, a kind of confusion about the other party's upright approach.
Yes…
Yan Xiu was confused.
He didn't understand why Fang Zhengzheng did this, from not stopping at the beginning, to showing no reservations in the process, to pretending to faint at the end.
All this seemed to be telling him one thing.
Fang Zhengzheng didn't care at all that he was going to snatch the first place in the martial arts competition, nor did he care who defeated Nangong Hao at the last moment.
"Why? Why would he do this?!" Yan Xiu stared at Fang Zhengzheng tightly. He wanted to think about it, but for some reason, he couldn't think of it at all. It was like everything was blank, like a blank sheet of paper. The same blankness made it impossible for him to see the past.
This feeling made him a little painful, so painful that he wanted to scream.
However, at this moment, he suddenly found that Fang Zhengzhi seemed to be looking at him, and even blinked at him, as if he was telling something.
"Huh? Do you want me not to do anything for now?" Such a message inexplicably flashed through Yan Xiu's mind. It felt so natural, as natural as if he actually heard Fang Zheng say these words in his ear. .
This made Yan Xiu's expression stunned again, because he didn't understand why Fang Zhengzheng could understand the meaning with just a simple blink of an eye.
And, most importantly…
Why did Fang Zhengzheng ask him not to do anything for the time being
While Yan Xiu was thinking about this problem, a voice rang out out of thin air, breaking the fear, suspicion and shock around him.
"Wow, the fruit of this sacred tree is so magical, isn't it? You can spit it out again after eating it. Doesn't that mean whoever kills Nangong Hao will own the fruit of this sacred tree?"
It was obvious that this voice came from Fang Zhengzheng, and it could be heard that there was an overwhelming excitement in Fang Zhengzheng's voice.
"Can you spit it out after eating it?!"
"Killing Nangong Hao... is equivalent to possessing the fruit of the sacred tree?"
"Huh? It seems like this is really the case!"
When the surrounding sect disciples heard this voice, their originally frightened faces suddenly changed, from fear to one of excitement and excitement.
The fruit of the sacred tree!
Nangong Mu was able to break through to the Holy Realm in such a short period of time, almost equaling Chi Guyan. Could it be that the fruit of the Sacred Tree was not the reason
Moreover, the same is true for Nangong Hao in front of him.
The surrounding sect disciples all saw with their own eyes that Nangong Hao had almost no strength to fight back just now, but after swallowing the fruit of the sacred tree, he seemed to have suddenly changed into a different person.
"Treasure, absolute treasure!" In an instant, the eyes of the disciples of the sect also lit up completely. Compared with the fear just now, when they looked at Nangong Hao now, it was as if they were looking at a living god. Like the fruit of the tree, there is a kind of heat that comes from the heart.
However, the martial arts competition is going on now, and the World Alliance has not ended yet. They are not qualified to take action against Nangong Hao, so how can they take action immediately
"Nangong Hao has lost. He left the range of the altar just now. The martial arts competition is over. He just swallowed the fruit of the sacred tree and did not absorb much power at all. This is the best opportunity. If you don't take action, , when will we wait!" Fang Zhengzheng's voice rang again.
And this voice naturally made the surrounding sect disciples feel happy again.
That’s right!
Nangong Hao just left the altar. He had already lost. This martial arts competition had just ended. Now there was no need to worry about the World Alliance and the martial arts competition.
A strong impulse arose in their hearts.
However, being impulsive, the surrounding sect disciples did not take action immediately because they were all thinking about another problem.
Why didn't Fang Zhengyi take such a good opportunity? Instead, he gave up such a good opportunity like a good man.
It's a scam!
There must be a scam!
Just when they were thinking this, Fang Zhengzheng took action.
However, just when he jumped less than one person high, he suddenly hit the ground again as if his center of gravity was out of control.
"Ah... my legs!" Fang Zhengzheng covered his thighs with his hands while gritting his teeth in pain, sweat dripping from his forehead: "Damn it, the fruit of my sacred tree is not good. If it drags on any longer, the original power will It’s all going to be sucked up by Nangong Hao, damn it, it’s so hateful!”
"Original power?!"
"Absorb light!"
In an instant, the expressions of the surrounding sect disciples all changed drastically, because what Fang Zhengzheng said was exactly what frightened them the most.
The moment the Ice and Snow God Tree appeared, they felt the original power in their bodies passing rapidly, constantly converging into the cloud patterns on the ground.
"It's Nangong Hao, Nangong Hao is absorbing our power!"
"Damn it, my power is all obtained by my own hard work, how can I give it to others!"
"We can't continue like this, we must stop him!"
"That's right, let's work together to kill him and steal the fruit of the sacred tree!"
Finally, the surrounding sect disciples all understood the truth. They had no time to hesitate anymore and must kill Nangong Hao immediately.
The urge to snatch the fruit of the sacred tree, coupled with the threats they faced, made them quickly make a decision to gather everyone and work together to seize the "treasure".
"Whoa!" A figure flashing with red light rushed into the sky, with a graceful figure, and the long sword passed across it, bringing with it a wisp of sword light like a flame.
"Don't even think about hurting the eldest young master!" A black shadow surrounding Nangong Hao also took action at this time, and punched the rushing figure.
Unfortunately…
This is the Tianxia Alliance.
There are countless sects gathered together, as well as the world alliance of the elites of the four major dynasties.
So, once someone takes the lead, will this group of elites continue to tolerate it and live their "little life" with their mouths open and pointing fingers
The answer is obviously no!
Because, the moment that figure rushed forward, a second figure rushed up, and then, there was a third figure, a fourth figure, a fifth figure...
"Everyone is gathering firewood and the flames are high. Let's all attack together. Don't be afraid. Attack him from eight directions. Each direction should be lined up in a straight line. Only in this way can the best attack effect be achieved!" The pain on Fang Zhengzheng's face showed. This moment disappeared without a trace, replaced by a look of excited shouting.
However, people now obviously will not notice this anymore, because their enthusiasm has been completely ignited.
"Go, everyone attack him from eight directions!"
"Get in line!"
"As long as we work together, we can definitely kill him!"
When someone reminded them, the disciples of the sect naturally quickly changed from unorganized to organized, and launched attacks one after another according to Fang Zhengzheng's words.
The ancestor of Xuanji Sect also narrowed his eyes at this time.
As the sect leader of the Xuanji Sect, one can imagine Zulian’s status outside the holy realm, but that is only outside the holy realm.
Once it comes to the five gates of the sanctuary.
His ancestors...
Still not even a fart.
"The fruit of the sacred tree?" A cold light flashed in Zulian's eyes. Now his strength is in the late stage of the holy realm. In order to be able to go further, he has been making money crazily over the years, consuming countless resources. However, There is always a long distance from the peak of the Holy Realm.
Not to mention a breakthrough, I haven't even touched the edge.
How could he be willing to do this
For Zulian, the wealth and prosperity in the world can no longer satisfy him. What he wants is the supreme, the supreme that surpasses everyone.
Supreme power, supreme strength.
Just like a prince in a dynasty who seizes the heir, as a prince, you are born with wealth, which can be said to be a lifelong pursuit for ordinary people.
However, the princes did not think so.
What they pursue is always the supreme position. Even if they know that once they step into the vortex of the position, there will be no way out, either you will die or I will die, they still work hard without caring about themselves.
"As long as I take the fruit of the sacred tree, I can hope to break through the peak of the holy realm and reach the world's supreme level!" Zulian's fist tightened at this moment.
He has not forgotten the humiliation that Fang Zhengzheng brought him just now. It is precisely because he has not forgotten that he has a stronger desire for the fruit of the sacred tree.
"The disciples of the Xuanji Sect obeyed the order and captured Nangong Haozhe and made him the deputy sect leader of the Xuanji Sect. In addition, all the disciples who participated in this battle will be rewarded heavily!"
"yes!"
Following Zulian's order, the disciples of the Xuanji Sect also went crazy. For them, the deputy sect master of the Xuanji Sect and the generous reward were obviously more realistic.
"Swish, swish, swish!" Figures rushed up in an instant, pointing their long swords at Nangong Hao, who was floating in the air.
"It's chaos, it's all chaos!" Seeing such changes, the elders of Tiandao Pavilion all looked at Mu Qingfeng, not knowing whether to stop or help.
Mu Qingfeng was also frowning at this moment.
Because he is also thinking about this problem, help? Wouldn't that be more messy? But what if you don’t help? What is the Nangong family’s plan and what will be the consequences? Also unpredictable!
"Come on, everyone, come on together, charge on, don't be afraid of death, Nangong Hao can't kill you all by himself, charge forward with all your strength, there are more people, there is more power, even one person can drown him by spitting!" Mu Qingfeng was unable to make a decision. At that moment, Fang Zhengzheng's inappropriate voice floated into his ears again.
Then, Mu Qingfeng saw Fang Zhengzheng holding Chi Guyan in one hand and Pingyang in the other, hiding behind a huge stone sculpture on the edge of the altar at an extremely fast speed.