Plundering the Heavens

Chapter 180: Wild boar

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Coincidentally, the people who searched for Fang Xing in this area of Qingyun Sect were the disciples of Qingyun Sect who had just entered the inner sect but had not had time to enter the four valleys. Two of them were old with Fang Xing. One is Meng Xuanzhao, and the other is Yu Sanliang, a fat Taoist. The two of them have met each other because of Fang Xing before, and they know each other well, and there is a gap in their hearts.

This Meng Xuanzhao was also a leader in the outer sect back then, a disciple of about the same level as Qin Xing'er and Liu Heihu, but he was tricked by Fang Xing twice in a row, which led to his lack of resources, coupled with the shadow in his heart, he entered the border. Even slower, the time to break through the fourth level of agility was a full two years later than Qin Xing'er and others, and fell into 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's rise and his status are prominent, he doesn't even think about revenge, he doesn't even dare to talk about his hatred to outsiders, and he is usually like a mouse , hid his hatred, and could only hide in the shadows and grind his teeth secretly. He thought that he would never have a chance to take revenge, but he didn't expect that after Fang Xing's status rose to the extreme, he suddenly betrayed the sect. I actually had the opportunity to search for him, but this was a god-sent opportunity.

He even thought that if he could find Fang Xing, no matter what, he would stab him twice first.

Also because of Fang Xing, Meng Xuanzhao didn't have the slightest affection for Yu Sanliang, and Yu Sanliang was only at the low level of the fourth level of smartness, but Meng Xuanzhao had already reached the high level of the fourth level of smartness not long ago, so he didn't take him seriously in his heart. inside.

Of course, after all, the few of them don’t think they really have any hope of finding Fang Xing. After all, this area is too big, and Elder Qingniao has brought a total of 600 disciples. Among the 600 disciples Standing out from the crowd and finding Fang Xing is tantamount to winning a big prize. The hope is really very slim, and Meng Xuanzhao is just addicted to his mouth.

A group of four people walked towards this cliff while talking. One of them, with sharp eyes, was about to go around the cliff when he suddenly let out a cry and jumped up the hillside. A clump of weeds, withered, yellow and scorched, with faint traces of burning, the disciple twirled it and asked strangely, "Why are there traces of scorching in this deep mountain and wild ridge?"

The other disciples thought that he had discovered some great signs, but when they saw that it was only a small scorched mark, they immediately snorted and said: "Just such a small scorched mark, what can it explain? See how surprised you are." !"

The disciple frowned, and said: "It's not right, only this small piece of this large piece of weeds has been scorched, it must not be a mountain fire, otherwise the scorched marks will only be piece by piece, maybe it has something to do with that little ghost It doesn't matter, I said, let's spread out and search, after all, this is what the mountain is for, don't let the opportunity come to you, but let it go for nothing... "

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

The Golden Crow hiding in the tree not far away, groaned inwardly, it had already cleaned up all the traces when it dragged Fang into the cave just now, but it did not expect that this small scorched trace caused the disciples of Qingyun Sect to panic. Note that this was burned by the high temperature of Fang Xing's body when he was just put down by it. At first glance, it was almost indistinguishable from ordinary weeds.

"Do you want to kill these guys?"

Jin Wu thought about it, and was extremely hesitant in his heart. Its current cultivation level has also been raised by one level, and it has reached the seventh level. It is not a problem to kill these disciples of the fourth level of agility, but it is worried that it is killing them At that time, the news was passed out and attracted the siege of the elders of Qingyunzong, which not only harmed Fang Xing, but also put himself in danger.

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

In addition, if someone from the Qingyun Sect was attracted, even if it killed someone, it would not be able to save Fang Xing.

After all, Fang Xing's body was emitting an astonishing heat at this time, and it didn't dare to touch him at all.

"Huh? It smells so heavy, it's like... magma..."

Those Qing Yunzong disciples who searched dully did not find any unnecessary traces, but suddenly smelled a strong smell of gunpowder smoke.

The Golden Crow on the canopy was also startled, and thought to himself: "I can't help you now, it's so easy to hide you so tightly, and you insist on making such a big noise yourself, isn't it courting death? "In its heart, it also understood that Fang Xing's body heat had increased again, so that even the rocks were scorched, and that's why it gave off such a strong smell.

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

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

In the distance, the other three disciples of the Qingyun Sect were startled, and rushed over quickly, fearing that Meng Xuanzhao would take advantage of them alone. After rushing to the entrance of the cave, they immediately sneaked in blindfolded, and asked: "Is it him?" Before the words finished, Meng Xuanzhao's ecstatic voice sounded: "God help me, Fang Xing, you bastard, you still fall into my hands!"

"It turned out to be him..."

Among the three Qingyun sect disciples who followed, two immediately took out the communication talisman.

They have already seen the depths of the cave, a person is unconscious, leaning on the cave wall, the heat on his body is astonishing, like a big alchemy furnace, even the rocks around his body are scorched, but fortunately Fang Xing at this time He was wearing a cassock that was impermeable to water and fire, and he could still maintain it under the heat. His clothes hadn't been burned, and he was naked in front of these big men...

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

After all, finding it is not considered credit, but the first one to notify Elder Jade Bird is considered credit.

As for Meng Xuanzhao, after seeing the unconscious Fang Xing, he slashed at his leg with a sword.

The first thing he thought of was not to inform Elder Qingniao, but to stab Fang Xing first to relieve his anger.

Three people, two reactions!

The fourth person made a third reaction!

This person is Yu Sanliang.

After rushing into the cave, he was sure that it was Fang Xing inside, he immediately gritted his teeth secretly, a light flashed in the small eyes on his big face, and quickly grabbed the magic formula with both hands. Because he was the weakest in cultivation, he was also the last one to rush into the cave, and the other three had their backs to him. As a result, when he pinched the formula, no one else saw it.

"Whoosh..."

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

The two Qing Yunzong disciples who were about to light the communication talisman were taken aback, turned their heads to look, and shouted: "What do you want to do?"

Yu Sanliang didn't say a word, and rushed towards them suddenly, his eyes were serious.

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

The disciple of Qingyun Sect who bear the brunt was taken aback, shouted sharply, and at the same time held out the long sword.

Another Qing Yunzong disciple and Meng Xuanzhao also discovered the fat Taoist's plan at this time, sneered, and came up to attack the fat Taoist. From their point of view, the fat Taoist is really nothing, after all, the three of them have cultivation bases higher than those of the fat Taoist. He, together with the fat Taoist who is usually honest and soft as dough, belongs to the type that can be easily caught in their hearts.

However, no one expected that when the fat Taoist rushed forward, he let out a low growl, and above his head, a huge wild boar image suddenly appeared, with a sharp mouth and a big head, and the mane behind his head stood upright like steel needles. The sharp fangs were like two sharp knives, his mouth burst into rage, and he let out a silent scream. In an instant, he collided with the frontmost disciple of Qingyun sect.

"Papa papa..."

The disciple was also holding out his long sword, and collided with the phantom of the wild boar. The long sword was smashed into pieces, and then the fangs of the wild boar pierced into his body. His eyeballs bulged out all of a sudden, as if he never expected that he would die in the hands of this seemingly harmless fat man with one move...

"This... what kind of evil skill are you doing?"

The other disciple of Qingyun Sect and Meng Xuanzhao were startled at the same time, subconsciously shouted loudly.

They were very sure that what Fat Taoist displayed was definitely not any one of Qing Yunzong's five righteous methods.

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

The fat Taoist killed one person, and the phantom of the wild boar seemed to be more detailed and his expression was more fierce. Without stopping for a moment, he rushed towards the other two people and roared in a low voice: "This is the art of controlling spirits and beasts... Junior Brother Fang for me…”

"Boom..."

When the words fell, he had already rushed between the two, and the phantom of the wild boar was even more ferocious. He overturned another Qingyun Sect disciple with his head, opened his mouth wide, and gnawed off half of Meng Xuanzhao's arm, turned around and stomped heavily. He stomped on the Qing Yunzong disciple who had been overturned until his chest bones were shattered, he vomited blood and died, while Meng Xuanzhao was seriously injured, staggered back, and suddenly fell beside Fang Xing.

"You...don't come here...or I...I'll kill him...ah..."

Meng Xuanzhao suddenly found Fang Xing not far away, and immediately stretched out his hand in fright to pull him, wanting to use him as a hostage, but just touching Fang Xing's body, he yelled in pain, his palm was burned, and hurriedly He hurriedly let go of his hand, and at this moment, the fat Taoist rushed forward, and the phantom of the wild boar appeared, directly touching Meng Xuanzhao's chest, knocking him away.

"Puff puff… "

Meng Xuanzhao was directly knocked into the air, the bones in his chest were shattered, and he died in the air, spurting blood.

Until then, the fat Taoist breathed a sigh of relief, put away the phantom of the wild boar, wiped the cold sweat off his head, and said to himself: "This Art of Controlling Spirits and Beasts is really so powerful? Brother Fang is really kind to me." …”