Fang Yuhao took a deep breath, wore a straw hat and a straw raincoat, and strided heavily on the mountain road.

Bai Ze followed behind him step by step, like a ghost, or it was originally a ghost.

Hula, Hula.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. The rain on the hat slid down like pearls, dripping onto the arms in a string, cold and wet.

Bai Ze never kills people. This time, he has no helper and can only rely on himself.

He breathed in the mountain air with his big mouth, and his fighting spirit rose in his heart. His will began to slowly condense, like a sharp sword.

Thinking about half a year ago, he was a down-and-out young man with a frustration in the workplace; a few months ago, he was still scared to death when facing various supernatural phenomena.

At this moment, this decision was made just by an impulse. All the changes in life are like this.

He doesn't regret this decision.

There is no benefit, just to avenge your enemies!

After crossing several small streams in a row, the cold water surged on the feet, creating a faint numbness.

There were fishermen fishing at night, and the melodious sounds were conveyed far away: "The water of Canglang is clear, so that I can wash my tassels; the water of Canglang is turbid, so that I can wash my feet!"

Maybe it's not fishing, it's just angering the world.

Fang Yuhao recalled Confucius' comments.

"It is enough to clean the tassels, and it is enough to clean the tassels in the turbidity, and it is taken by oneself."

The fisherman sighed, shook his head, and hid back into the wooden house.

Fang Yuhao continued to move forward.

After walking briskly for an hour, the destination arrived.

Bai Ze roared, indicating that these people were right in front of him.

The rain slowly stopped, a full moon rose, and the cold moonlight shone on the face.

Fang Yuhao slowed down and walked forward carefully. A faint fire appeared not far away, and there was a temporary shed there.

He held his breath, untied the basket on his body, and gently placed it on the ground.

"Don't worry, I'll kill my enemy for you!"

There were five people on the other side, all of whom were well-trained people who were in the evil spirits. Two of them were vigilant at night. A distance of hundreds of meters, separated by dense jungle, had extremely poor visibility.

Fang Yuhao squatted down and moved slowly, his eyes showing a hint of evil.

He put his hands together, holding a dagger in his hand, and a faint red light appeared in his palm!

This is the "shocking sword technique", which is the so-called throwing technique.

After thinking about it carefully, I will give up for the time being. This throwing Taoist technique consumes a lot, and it will make a huge sound of breaking through the air when throwing, awakening everyone. It is not cost-effective to attack and kill one person.

Fang Yuhao squatted in the grass and approached inch by inch.

The air flow from the mountains kept blowing on the face.

He saw the two night watchmen holding long swords unsheathed, constantly adding firewood. He could vaguely hear the "crackling" sound of firewood.

The light was very dim, and Fang Yuhao sat in the darkness, as if he had merged into the entire forest.

Time passed by minute by minute, and he was waiting for an opportunity.

At this moment, a rustling sound suddenly sounded around.

Bang!

A stone was thrown over and another sound of climbing a tree came.

"It's just a wild creature."

"I'll get it for midnight snack."

Fang Yuhao's blood circulation accelerated and his body temperature increased rapidly.

His right hand tightly grasped the hilt.

The man walked over, walked very slowly, very careful, with an inexplicable smile on his face.

Suddenly, murderous intent emerged in the grass!

The shadow of the knife flashed, and the knife that had condensed for a long time suddenly swung it out!!

The visitor focused his attention on the tree, and his pupils contracted slightly in the face of a sudden knife. His lower back suddenly leaned back and made an inhuman avoidance move.

"die!"

The blue veins on Fang Yuhao's forehead swelled up, and the long sword on his hand burst out red, and his erection accelerated several times!!

Shocking sword technique!

Too fast!

not good!

No matter how much I twist my body, I can't escape it.

brush!

Before he could even scream, the man was already in a different place. The entire section was like a piece of tofu cut by a knife, flat and smooth.

one!

"Who?!"

Another night watcher also jumped up alertly.

He suddenly heard a huge sound of breaking through the air, and a red light suddenly came like lightning!

A flying knife that exceeds the speed of sound means that you are already hit when you hear the sound!

"ah!"

In the blink of an eye, before he could come back to his senses, he was flew up suddenly with a huge force!

When I looked down, I felt incredible. A blood hole as big as a bowl of mouth appeared in my chest, and I didn’t even feel any pain!

"Taoism?!"

He trembled all over and fell to the ground. He hadn't died immediately, but obviously he couldn't live long.

two!

After using Taoist techniques in a row, Fang Yuhao also fainted slightly. He bit his tongue suddenly to restore his awakening.

Such a loud noise woke the other three people up from their sleep, and the carp bounced up from the ground like a thunderous sound.

"Second, fourth brother is dead!"

"Who are you?"

"Kill your people!"

Fang Yuhao greeted several people without any fear.

Under the shadow of the tree, the moonlight was mottled, and he relied on his super high perception to feel the movements of these people.

"superior!"

These people act like ghosts, and their agility is far more agile than ordinary people. Flashes of sword lights and swords.

The two besieged Fang Yuhao, and the other looked around vigilantly, guarding against the secret sneak attack of Fang Yuhao's accomplices.

Beware of it for a long time, but no one else was found.

"Is there only one person? The heroes of the world are doing the way for heaven?"

"ridiculous."

I have encountered such a thing before, and he is not worried about his companions. What can ordinary warriors do if their swordsman is good? Can they get involved in their bodies?

He lowered his head and tried to check his companion's body.

There was a wound the size of a bowl on his chest, with a faint smell of burnt smell, as if it had been cooked by a sudden high temperature.

"What is this...a means?"

He frowned and suddenly thought of a possibility.

His pupils contracted slightly, and his hair stood up all over his body!

"Not good, it's Taoist art!"

At this moment, Fang Yuhao and the two of them had a fierce battle. One of them was the main attacker, and the other was hiding in the dark, attacking from time to time, which was extremely difficult to deal with.

"What a quick skill!"

He waved his knife and suddenly his brain became cold.

Danger!

Fang Yuhao turned his head suddenly and saw a man in black jumping out of the woods, stabbing his head with a long sword.

A grim smile appeared on the man in black.

Even if the sword technique is good, what can I do? If my body is facing away from me, can I fight back with my third hand?

"Last brother, be careful of Taoism!" The other man in black who was inspecting the corpse issued a terrified warning.

"It's too late!"

Fang Yuhao laughed loudly, and the long sword in his hand flashed red.

ah!!

A loud shout.

Originally, he was unable to counterattack in the face of this spike, but at this moment, the Shocking Sword Technique used all his strength, and the speed of the long sword accelerated rapidly, like a spiraling red lightning!
Chapter completed!