There were two crisp sounds, like a fixing spell, and the disciples of the Hundred Beasts Sect were frightened, and they didn't dare to move.
The little girl in red was blocked by Fang Xing's neck, and the dagger pierced her neck with a finger. With just a light pick, her throat could be severed. At that time, even a god would be hard to save. . At such a juncture, no one dared to act rashly, even a person with a Ninth Level of Smartness, could not be sure to rescue the little girl in red in such a situation.
And the little girl in red seemed to be dazzled by those two slaps, and seemed to be frightened by the short knife pierced into her neck. She stood in front of Fang Xing blankly, not daring to move. fell to the ground.
On the title page, there is a line of large characters printed: Erotic Palace Picture - Yang Diaoban.
It turns out that this is the so-called harmony of yin and yang...
If you really want to compare it to the truth, it's true.
It's just that the disciples of the Hundred Beasts Sect were completely stunned. Who would have thought that with so many of them, a seemingly inconspicuous child would be taken aback for a while with a book of erotic pictures, and even captured his junior sister. gone
"Let go of Junior Sister, or I will swear that I will tear all of you to pieces..."
The young man in brocade clothes turned pale, and the words seemed to be squeezed out word by word from between his teeth.
"Let your uncle go, if you have the ability, you can break one for me to see?"
Fang Xing sneered: "Wearing a padded jacket in summer looks like two hundred and five, do you think you are very powerful?"
"you!"
The young man in brocade clothes gritted his teeth, and his hateful eyes almost burst into flames.
How dare this brat call himself two hundred and five
The young man in brocade clothes really would never have dreamed that if he hadn't cultivated a wrath, the ghost would wear it like this.
"Little devil, do you really think I dare not kill people?"
The young man in brocade clothes said coldly, and at the same time looked at the disciples of Qingyun Sect with unkind eyes.
But he also wanted to capture a hostage so that he could negotiate terms with Fang Xing.
Fang Xing chuckled, and said, "Okay, you catch it, except for Senior Sister Feng Qingweifeng, I don't worry about anyone you catch..."
In the crowd of Qing Yunzong disciples, several eyes suddenly turned to Feng Qingwei.
Feng Qingwei was so frightened that she hurriedly hid behind Xiao Jianming, and said in a trembling voice: "You...don't talk nonsense!"
But Xiao Jianming's eyes froze, he put his hand on the iron sword, and took a step forward, Xu Lingyun was also side by side with him.
The two of them obviously also found a chance. Now that there are hostages in hand, they don't have to be restrained by the other party.
"Junior Brother Fang, come behind me!"
Holding the long sword in his hand, Xu Lingyun said softly to Fang Xing.
Fang Xing chuckled and said, "Senior Sister Lingyun is more interesting..."
Speaking of the little girl in red, he walked slowly forward. The disciples of the Hundred Beasts knew that the Qingyun Sect wanted to protect Fang Xing who was holding hostages, so they naturally didn't want him to pass by, so they stopped him without saying a word. In front of him, Fang Xing smiled coldly. Suddenly, the dagger slashed the face of the little girl in red twice, and immediately drew a bloody "fork" on her left cheek, which was shocking.
"Good dogs don't block the way, get out of the way, or I'll pick out her eyeball with one knife!"
Fang Xing spoke coldly, it didn't seem like a joke at all.
The Hundred Beast Sect disciples who were standing in front of him were terrified, and hurriedly stepped aside.
The wound on the face can be healed, but if the eyeball is picked out, the trouble will be bigger.
And the little girl in red felt her face was burning hot, and she also knew that she was disfigured. In addition, the fear in her heart was getting stronger and stronger. Naturally, she looked very cunning, but no matter how courageous she was, she was frightened out of the little girl's original timidity when she met a ruthless little devil like Fang Xing.
"Hehe..."
Hearing the little girl's cry, the fierce slave suddenly went berserk and rushed towards Fang Xing.
"Young slave, don't act rashly!"
Two Hundred Beast Sect disciples hurriedly stopped Ji Nu, for fear that he would offend Fang Xing.
Although the little girl is their junior junior sister in name, in fact she has an exceptionally noble status, equivalent to her master.
If she made a mistake, none of the Hundred Beasts disciples present would survive.
This point, but Fang Xing knew it when he talked with Jinwu.
The evil slave was stopped, still screaming "Hehe", very violent...
Fang Xing sneered, quickly approached the Qingyun Sect disciples, and then shouted at the two Hundred Beast Sect disciples: "Let him come here!"
"Um?"
The two Hundred Beast Sect disciples who stopped the fierce slave were all stunned.
The dagger in Fang Xing's hand gesticulated on the eyeballs of the little girl in red, and shouted, "Let him come here!"
The two Hundred Beast Sect disciples didn't know what Fang Xing was going to do, but they were afraid that he would really slash the little girl's eyes, so they didn't dare to disobey, and stepped aside. Low and powerful, seeing that there were no Hundred Beast Sect disciples blocking him, he immediately rushed towards Fang Xing, with only one thought in his mind, that is to save his little master.
"kill him!"
Seeing this fierce slave approaching, Fang Xing suddenly gave Wu Tong an order coldly.
"Disciple Duan Zhengu listens to the order, take the divine machine crossbow and the red copper chain, and follow the orders of senior brother to kill!"
Wu Tongtong was startled, and then suddenly realized that the other party did not dare to disobey what he said. With a loud shout, all the Duan Zhengu disciples immediately jumped out, and the four of them held red fire copper chains and rolled on the spot. He tripped the fierce slave, and then entangled him. Another disciple of Duanzhengu squatted down holding a divine machine crossbow, and the other two guarded him by his side, aiming at the violent head.
At this time, the fierce slave was looking at the little girl in red eagerly, and screamed in his mouth.
However, at this moment, the divine machine crossbow exploded, and a fierce brilliance burst out.
"Boom..."
The fierce slave's head, which was as big as a washbasin, exploded like a rotten watermelon, spilling blood, brains, and broken bones all over the floor.
This time, not only the disciples of the Hundred Beasts Sect were startled, but even several disciples of the Qingyun Sect trembled.
"The fierce slave..."
The little girl in red stretched out her hand feebly, and reached out to the murderous slave who was headless and still stretched out her hand.
The voice is mournful, as thin as a gnat.
"Ha ha… "
Fang Xing laughed loudly, pulled the little girl by the back of her neck and entered the crowd surrounded by disciples, and smiled at the young man in brocade clothes in the distance: "One life for one life, now it's even, we can discuss how to solve the problem Already!"
The young man in brocade clothes said coldly: "Let go of Junior Sister Qiaoqiao, everyone disperses, well water does not interfere with river water!"
Fang Xing grinned and said, "Your uncle, the abacus is crackling..."
The young man in brocade clothes looked like a sword: "What do you want?"
Fang Xingdao: "Come, come, hand me all your storage bags!"
The disciples of the Hundred Beasts Sect were stunned and looked at each other, with ten thousand muddy horses rushing madly in their hearts...
There seemed to be blood flickering in the eyes of the man in brocade, and he looked at Fang Xing with overwhelming anger.
Fang Xing smiled and didn't care, and looked at him without timidity.
After a long time, the man in brocade clothes sighed softly and said, "Throw the storage bag to him!"
All the disciples of the Hundred Beasts sect gritted their teeth with hatred, but they still took off the storage bags and threw them down one after another.
Seeing this, Wu Tong looked at Fang Xing, and his eyes indicated whether he wanted to pick it up.
Fang Xingdao: "Let the disciples of Shanhegu pick it up!"
The disciples of Qingyun Sect were stunned, and all of them looked at Fang Xing. A disciple of Duan Zhengu said, "Why, Senior Brother Fang?"
Fang Xing laughed and said, "I don't feel bad because they are dead!"
The Duan Zhengu disciple immediately shut his mouth, while the Shanhegu disciple's eyes showed sadness.
"You're delusional..."
Feng Qingwei turned her head and shouted at Fang Xing.
However, before he finished speaking, Xiao Jianming said impatiently: "Go and pick it up, they dare not act rashly!"
But even he could tell that the little girl captured by Fang Xing was of a very high status, otherwise the disciples of the Hundred Beasts would not be so nervous. Talk about conditions.
The disciples of Shanhegu had no choice but to go out cautiously, and picked up all the storage bags all over the floor. Fortunately, although all the disciples of the Hundred Beasts Sect looked at each other with bad eyes, no one made any changes. After picking up all the bags, and returning to the crowd, Fang Xing asked the disciples of Duan Zhengu to put away the storage bags, and the disciples of Shanhegu did not dare to refuse.
"Now we can always let people go, right?"
The young man in brocade clothes said gloomily, calm on the surface, but a layer of cold sweat was already breaking out inside the brocade robe.
"If it were you, would you let him go?"
Fang Xing said with a grin, he didn't want to let go of the hostage he got so easily.
"what on earth do you want?"
The young man in brocade clothes was also a little restless, Fang Xing was far more difficult than he expected.
Fang Xing smiled and said, "Please eat something!"
As he spoke, he turned to Xu Lingyun and said, "Senior Sister Lingyun, can you make a batch of poison pills that will make them unable to use their aura in a short period of time?"
Xu Lingyun was slightly taken aback, frowned and thought for a while, then said: "Yes, give me half an hour!"
"You want to force us to take the poison pill?"
The complexion of the young man in brocade clothes changed drastically, and he couldn't help shouting at Fang Xing.
Fang Xing sent the dagger to the neck of the little girl in red, and said with a sneer, "Of course, otherwise how would I know if you would cooperate after I let you go? But don't worry, I just want you to take the poisonous pill, and in a short time It’s just that you can’t use the spiritual energy, and you don’t need too many people to take it, as long as you, the other two Spiritual Ninth Layers, and the remaining half of the people take the poison pill!”