Forced by Fang Xing's sneer, the palm of the spell-casting seal trembled, and he almost hit it, but immediately an elder of the Lingqiao sect beside him came over and grabbed his wrist, and said in a low voice: "Brother Shi , don’t really kill them. After all, they are still my Lingqiaozong disciples. If they are really killed, it will greatly damage the reputation of my Lingqiaozong. Wouldn’t it be worth the loss if they are branded as the Demon Sect? Plus this little devil has nothing to do with Zhongyu The Yuan family has something to do with it. If the Yuan family is really annoyed, I'm afraid our Lingqiao sect..."
The following words did not go on, but the worried expressions of the other elders already explained everything.
And after holding the spell-casting seal on the palm for a long time, it was slowly lowered. If someone has a sensitive mind, he would find that his palm was trembling slightly, and he didn't know whether it was from anger or what. Facing Fang Xing's sneer, he quickly regained his composure, and said softly, "Fang Daoist, you are joking, these disciples are all members of my Smart Sect, and they have always been no different from the disciples of Shenzhou. How could you mess with the killer? It was just a joke!"
Fang Xing turned his head to one side in disdain, spat in the air, and sneered, "Shameless!"
Immediately, the face of the casting seal turned dark again, and at some point in his hand, there was a string of crystal clear, purple beads, which were constantly being pulled out, as if to relieve the anger in his heart, and he said after a long while: "Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times. Fang Xiaoyou's unfeelingness has given Shi some insight! The matter has come to this point, so there is no need to talk nonsense. Everyone knows that you are a descendant of the Yuan family in Zhongyu, but Shi has made a special trip to find someone to inquire about it before. But you, there is also a young friend who was born in Nanzhan who is upright, but he couldn't see your bluffing and deceitful behavior, so he told me all your details, hehe, I didn't know that I worshiped Nanzhan Qingyunzong since I was a child, and then I went to Qingyunzong again. Entering the Great Snow Mountain, beheading Huangfu Daozi at the end, and disappearing afterwards, what relationship do you have with the Yuan family in the Central Region? As for you and the Canglan Sea Dragon Palace..."
Having said that, he sneered softly, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.
All the cultivators around were also stunned, looking at Fang Xing with a bit of suspicion in their eyes, they just didn't know if what the Qixiu Peak Master said was true or not, if it was true what he said, this kid grew up in Nanzhan, wouldn't it be Said that his identity as "Yuan Family" was fake
These questions are troublesome, after all, the Yuan Family Token Talisman is real, so it's hard to make a judgment!
When Shi Fayin said this, a coldness flashed in his eyes, he glanced in the direction of the Taoist hall, and said with a sneer: "Even if you will become the son-in-law of Canglanhai, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep the treasure of my dexterous sect, right? It's in Tianyi Palace, this real person won't break the rules here, but you can't stay in Tianyi Palace forever, when you leave here, Shi will wait for you outside the gate of Tianyi Palace!"
Having said that, he bowed to the elder of Tianyi Palace Bell next to him, and then bowed to the direction of Tianyi Palace Daotang, then glanced at Fang Xing, flicked his sleeves, and said nothing more, turned to Tianyi Swept away from the palace gate.
Seeing his actions, all the elders who followed from the Lingqiao Sect were startled and their expressions were uncertain, but they still became cruel after all, let go of Ye Guyin and others who were bound by them, and sneered at Fang Xing, He turned around and followed, although he didn't say much, but he was obviously murderous, and he seemed to have made up his mind to wait outside the Tianyi Palace, and Fang Xing would never die.
"Fang Xing, even if Ling has misjudged you, you are still that little devil who commits all kinds of crimes and has never changed!"
Around Fang Xing, after everyone from the Smart Sect left, there was silence for a while, but a young monk from Nanzhan suddenly spoke angrily, breaking the silence. He looked at Fang Xing with disappointment and disgust in his eyes, even mixed with A trace of hatred.
"That's right, we have blinded ourselves when we came to visit these few days, so Wang will cut off his righteousness with you!"
The other person was even more annoyed, unexpectedly he swung his sword and cut off a corner of his robe.
And beside Ye Guyin, someone helped Ye Guyin up, and said in a low voice: "Senior Sister Ye, let's go, no matter how difficult the situation is, you don't have to ask this little devil. Do you have more than half the heart to be considered by others? Let's go, even if we die, we will not lose Nan Zhan's morality, as for him... let him continue to be a lonely ghost!"
"Heh, I heard people say that he is about to become Cang Lanhai's son-in-law, what a great prestige..."
A group of Nanzhan monks spoke angrily, supported each other, and walked towards the gate of Tianyi Palace.
Seeing such a scene, the onlookers of Tianyi Palace looked at Fang Xing with complicated eyes.
On the other hand, Fang Xing just sat quietly on the top of the mountain, keeping silent until one of the Nanzhan monks passed by him far away and spat in the air bitterly, then he suddenly opened the door. With strange eyes, he came in suddenly, slapped him with his backhand, and said coldly: "What are you, you are still talking coldly in front of the young master, thinking that I dare not kill?"
The Nanzhan cultivators who were slapped by this slap scattered in all directions, stumbling around, and their eyes were terrified.
At this moment, this little devil still dares to attack them
"If you have the ability, you beat me to death and let me die in the hands of monk Nan Zhan, which is better than being bullied to death by the Chinese people!"
After the monk who had been slapped was shocked, he became even more angry and shouted desperately.
"OK!"
Fang Xing agreed in a cold voice, suddenly his stature skyrocketed, and a blood shadow roared out, slashing straight at his forehead.
"Junior Brother Fang..."
At this moment, Ye Guyin screamed sadly, full of pleading.
A flash of knife light suddenly stopped on the forehead of the monk Nan Zhan, and the sharp knife energy was as cold as ice, and a bloodstain had been cut out on his forehead and heart, and even the cassock on his body was cracked open with a "chi la". However, it was split into two halves by the cold air on the knife. It can be seen that the murderous aura of this knife is not just for people to look at. The frightened monk Nan Zhan's face was ashen.
"I'm useless, but I'm counting on the young master to rescue me? You guys are really promising!"
Fang Xing looked at this person's face, and at the same time glanced at the people around him coldly: "Remember, I never owe you anything, and don't expect me to work hard for you. When you came to Shenzhou, you Why didn’t you think about today’s end? Hehe, I’m afraid you were still full of good things at the time? How many people were squeezed out to get this opportunity? Did you kill anyone?”
Cultivator Nan Zhan, who was pointed at by him with a knife, looked ashen and opened his mouth, but he didn't say a word.
Fang Xing didn't bother to say anything to him, and slowly withdrew the knife: "I don't have the ability, so I'll die, and stop bothering me!"
With a loud shout, it was like a muffled thunder, which shook the cultivator dozens of feet away and hit the mountain peak.
"Okay, let's go!"
For a moment, all the cultivators in Nanzhan were filled with resentment, but they were deterred by his ferocity, but they didn't dare to say anything. Someone went to help the monk who was blown away by him, and supported each other, their eyes were resentful, and they lowered their heads Come on, slowly leave in the clouds.
During this process, only Ye Guyin turned her head slowly, gave Fang Xing a miserable look, and shook her head slightly.
But Fang Xing was silent, and sat on the mountain peak, looking in the direction of the mountain gate, remained silent, and took out a gourd to drink.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but when monk Nan Zhan left, there was a sense of coldness and isolation around him.
It was almost dusk, and a twilight fell from the gap between the mountain peaks, reflecting the mountains and rivers like blood.
The big golden crow came over with something small, and looked at Fang Xing from a distance without disturbing him, but there was worry in his eyes.
The dragon girl who hadn't shown up for three days also appeared. She came not far from Fang Xing, sat down lightly, and didn't speak.
There are more and more disciples in Tianyi Palace, standing far away in the void, not daring to speak out, but pointing quietly.
"Is this little devil really so heartless, ignoring the life and death of their Nanzhan monks?"
"That is, even if he has something to do with the Yuan family, he was born in Nanzhan anyway, but he doesn't even care about this kind of incense?"
Some people ridiculed and looked contemptuously.
"Hey, after all, it's so easy for him to have such a status now, and then mix with those people, and return to his original form?"
"That's right, between Dragon Palace and Nan Zhan, he will make a choice anyway, otherwise how can he be a good son-in-law of the eldest princess?"
"That's what a wise man does..."
Some people sighed softly, with a little understanding mixed with jealousy.
"Oh, it's a pity that the Lingqiao Sect will not let him go, and even blocked the mountain gate. This is to fight him forever!"
"Perhaps the Dragon Lord will protect him, not necessarily!"
"Not necessarily, he is completely wrong about this matter, sooner or later he will hand over those things..."
Amidst all the discussions, night was almost falling, Fang Xing also drank a gourd of wine, raised the blood-drinking mad knife and slowly got up, releasing an inexplicable ferocity, but it silenced all the discussions around him Pressed down, countless eyes looked at him curiously or indifferently, while he looked outside the gate of Tianyi Palace, where the dark clouds were surging, and occasionally a powerful aura flashed among the clouds. As Shi Fayin said, he firmly controlled the gate of Tianyi Palace, just waiting for Fang Xing to leave Tianyi Palace.
"Smelly shameless, you listen to me!"
Fang Xing took a breath, and suddenly pointed the blood-drinking mad knife at the void. The sound was like thunder, rolling towards the surrounding fields, and went straight to the cloud outside the gate of Tianyi Palace: "Aren't you going to gamble? I will take it when the time comes." Bet your head on yours. Within a month, I will definitely leave Tianyi Palace. How many people and magic weapons do you have in the Lingqiao Sect? Just pull them over and guard them, and I will kill you from among you. Look at you Can you keep me, whoever loses will keep the head, do you dare to bet?"
boom!
All the cultivators in the space were shocked, and their complexions had become extremely strange, while the Dragon Lord at the entrance of the Taoist hall suddenly laughed loudly...
boom!
All the cultivators in the space were shocked, their complexions had become extremely strange, and a long laugh suddenly came from the entrance of the Taoist hall...
It's Dragon Lord!
But in the dark clouds outside the gate of Tianyi Palace, there was a long silence, and after a long while, there was a cold shout: "It's a bet!"