Princess Jing's eyes were wide open on the city wall, even her cherry lips were open.

In fact, a second ago, Princess Jing had already begun to consider burying Fang Dang's body there, whether it was a rotten poisonous beach, or a rotten burial post outside the city, and how to deal with the waves of attacks from the second and fourth princes.

It’s not that Princess Jing is ruthless, but that she is in a place where she lives is full of dangers, so she can’t think too much about other things.

But now, her head was numb, and she didn't know what she was thinking, just staring at Fang Dang like that.

Zheng Shou's palms were clenched tightly, and the two walnuts in his palm made a harsh friction sound.

The pigeon pinched the peace talisman he carved on his neck with one hand. He was originally praying for peace to Fang Dang, but what happened in front of him really shocked him, so he squeezed the peace talisman he carved with force to smash the peace talisman he carved...

Fang Dang's grandfathers were even more exaggerated than everyone at this time, but unfortunately no one could see them.

These ten old men and ten old wives were already desperate, and they were cooking tea in the pot. As soon as Fang Dang died, they would draw Fang Dang's soul into the jade of the ten-generation doctor.

But I didn't expect that things would turn like this.

After being shocked, these twenty old men and women with white beards and hair were so excited that they scratched their ears and heads, just like monkeys who were burning their butts.

You should know that when Fang Dang dies, all of them will be ruined. Unless they can touch the bloodline of the Fang family to activate the tenth-generation doctor jade, they will be imprisoned in this piece of jade forever. Ten thousand years is short, and ten thousand years is nothing great. It is terrible to think about it.

Fang Dang's victory was simply a freshman for them.

The black armored sword halberd soldiers behind Fang Dang who were once full of jealousy of him were staring at Fang Dang's back one by one. Although Douzi was just a cultivator in the blood-tempering realm of Yunjian Mountain, there were many strong people who had reached the strong muscle level, Douzi was an inner disciple of Yunjian Mountain. With such an identity, he was comparable to ten strong muscle warriors, and he was killed by Fang Dang so simply.

And Fang Dang still killed the other party with his sword.

Especially Fang Dang's treatment method, stepping Douzi's head into a meat paste with one foot is too consistent with their personality and too close to their hearts.

The simplest soldiers are, they are wandering between life and death, so they admire power the most. If you are strong, I will submit to you.

Their jealousy for Fang Dang was now shattered by Fang Dang's sword and completely disappeared.

At this moment, they were thinking about it, no wonder the prince would give this guy who was called good luck to the official position of the general governor. This guy is indeed extraordinary. The prince really has a keen eye to recognize the pearl.

Everything happened like this, and it happened in a way that no one could understand, so fast that it was too fast to cover its ears.

Fang Dang gasped heavily. Although it was just a collision between one move, Fang Dang had exhausted all his strength. Not only did he splatter blood from his hands, but blood also splashed from the corners of his mouth. Douzi's sword broke open the Qianye Blind Grass Sword and also damaged Fang Dang's heart veins. After all, Fang Dang and Qianye Blind Grass Sword were closely linked at that time, and they were not distinguished from each other!

At this time, Fang Dang's whole body seemed to be exhausted. Fang Dang's hands were even shaking, but Fang Dang's eyes were full of excitement. He did it and he survived!

Fang Dang laughed loudly. Not to mention that everyone else thought that Fang Dang would die, even Fang Dang himself would have the idea of ​​dying when he was trapped by Douzi's rage.

Fang Dang's laughter suppressed everyone present, and they were all silent. Now, they could only listen to Fang Dang's laughter, because there was only Fang Dang on the entire stage.

However, Fang Dang just laughed out loud, and the change suddenly broke out!

A shadow suddenly emerged from Douzi's corpse. Even though he was dead, Douzi still held the Dinghai Sword tightly, as if he had come alive, bounced up and flew into the shadow's hand.

Shadow held the sword and slashed towards Fang Dang.

Fang Dang's pupils suddenly contracted, and the words "Sword Nu" exploded in his mind like thunder.

The official disciples of Yunjian Mountain all have sword slaves, but Fang Dang never expected that Douzi, who only had blood quenching realm, also had sword slaves.

The sword slave usually holds a sword, but when practicing martial arts, he is used by his master to sharpen his sword skills as a supplementary practice.

Therefore, the sword slave's sword skills are often comparable to those of the master, and some sword slaves are even more powerful than the master. The sword slave in Douzi in front of him is obviously not bad. The power of this sword completely continues Douzi, just like Douzi resurrecting, killing Fang Dang with the same trick.

Fang Dang was exhausted at this time, and even the strange poisonous inner pill in his mouth felt helpless. Fang Dang didn't even have the strength to raise his hand and raise his sword.

Seeing that the deep sea-like sword body of Dinghai Sword was about to be slashed on Fang Dang's neck, the only thing Fang Dang could do was to poke the neck.

Extreme happiness leads to sorrow, and Fangdang is the lamb to be slaughtered!

The next second will be a scene where blood splatters five steps and a human head rolls.

At this moment, a sudden voice sounded: "Stop!"

The Dinghai Sword in the sword slave's hand stopped with a buzzing sound, and then it suddenly hit Fang Dang's neck. The sharp sword body cut through the outer skin on Fang Dang's neck, and blood slowly overflowed.

If the sword body of Dinghai Sword was one centimeter ahead, Fang Dang's artery would be cut off. Even if there were spiritual medicines that connected the bloodline, they would have been sent down from the Fire Poison City, Fang Dang's blood would have long since squirted away.

Everyone, all eyes, looked at the person who spoke, who could stop the Shadow Sword Slave's killing sword move in just one sentence?

When I saw that person, everyone was stunned, and many people were unable to turn their minds. That person should have hoped that Fang Dang would die the most. How could he save Fang Dang's life at such a critical moment?

What opened his mouth was the sword head of the Xuanyun Sword Tower, which had become much older in an instant, Ziyun Mountain.

Ziyunshan's eyes were blood red. After blinking, the blood faded and he spit out two words: "Colle the sword!"

The Dinghai Sword, which had stabbed into Fang Dang's flesh and blood, swept it gently and took it away from Fang Dang's neck.

Shadow Sword Nu held the sword in both hands and walked to Douzi's body with his eyes closed.

The shadow sword slave in black clothes, the black cloth on his body withered inch, like a butterfly flying all over the sky. Under the cover of the black clothes, he turned out to be a simple white mourning clothes.

Jiannu only has two sets of clothes in his life, one set of shadow pretending to hold a sword, and one set of filial piety to guard the tomb!

Under the white clothes was a thin, cold and expressionless woman's face. The sun was gone for a long time, making this face look particularly pale.

Jiannu dug a big pit on the ground, Douzi's two bodies and the head that was mixed with mud, sank directly into the pit.

Then Jiannu covered the soil, and after the ground was flattened, the shadow swordnu, dressed in white clothes and wearing filial piety, held the sword in both hands, fell to the ground, and disappeared into a shadow.

The Dinghai Sword flew up and hung in front of Ziyun Mountain.

The disciple of Yunjianshan was buried there when he died.

When the sword slave is there, he holds the sword for the master, and after the master dies, he guards the tomb for the master.

If Douzi had not died today and really became the number one person in the immortal world, then this shadow sword slave would become the second person in the immortal world. Unfortunately, there are not so many people in the world!

From then on, Douzi's shadow sword slave will no longer see the sun, sink into the ground, and decay into mud with Douzi, disappearing without a trace.

Ziyunshan slowly stretched out his hand and took back the Dinghai sword that he personally gave to the young man with extraordinary talent!

After Ziyunshan vomited out the turbid air in his chest, his eyes looked at Fanghuan.

Fang Dang immediately felt as if he had been pierced by thousands of swords. The pain as if it was substantial made sweat roll on Fang Dang's forehead.

"My Yunjianshan disciple can die in water, fire, under a knife, under a stick, under a poison, under various evil means, but absolutely cannot die under a sword!"

"Douzi died under your sword. No matter how he was killed by you, I have to admit that you are an amazing guy. A guy like you must die at the hands of my Yunjianshan disciple. My Yunjianshan disciple will come to you with dignity and kill you with dignity!"

After saying that, Ziyunshan turned around and left.

Although the other party gritted their teeth, they all agreed with Ziyun Mountain's words. When the disciples of Yunjian Mountain live, they must live a sword and a sword.

If Fang Dang is just an ordinary enemy, it doesn't matter whether it is a sneak attack or any despicable means to kill it. The disciples of Yunjianshan never stick to the means of doing things.

But Fang Dang is not an ordinary enemy. Fang Dang used his sword to kill the enemy of his disciples of Yunjianshan in a dignified occasion. Although the disciples of Yunjianshan gritted their teeth and hated this kind of opponent, they must admit that the other party is a not simple opponent. Giving the other party enough respect will definitely use the same dignified and legitimate means to kill the other party.

This is not a stubborn mind, not a second pole, but a defense of the dignity of the Yunjianshan sword path.

At this time, the voice of the tiger and wolf king of Hong Zheng came from the top of the city: "The Fire Poison City Commander is lucky. He fought alone with thousands of cultivators on Yunjian Mountain. He has made contributions to defend the enemy, killed the enemy, retreated the enemy, and conferred the partial generals and commanded three thousand soldiers!"

The disciples of Yunjian Mountain who turned and left were slightly paused, but in the end, except Ding Ku'er and Ding Yanger, none of them turned back.

One person fights against thousands of monks on Yunjian Mountain alone. This sentence is extremely humiliating!

But the disciples of Yunjianshan could not refute because it was Fang Dang who resisted their troops alone!

This world belongs to successful people. What the successful people say is, and the losers are not even qualified to let go!

Fang Dang climbed up a higher level while stepping on Douzi's body!

When the disciples of Yunjian Mountain came, their momentum was like a tide, and they were surging like thousands of horses. They retreated, silently, and walked cleanly in a moment.

Fang Dang breathed a sigh of relief at this time and sat on the ground. The anger of thousands of disciples of Yunjian Mountain in Ziyun Mountain was too powerful, a hundred times stronger than Douzi's rage.

As soon as the enemy left, the pressure was relieved. Fang Dang was like a pool of mud. He couldn't stand up even if he wanted to stand, and couldn't even sit still. Fang Dang didn't care about making a fool of himself, and just lay on the ground like a pile of mud, gasping for breath.

Huang Nuer in the sky narrowed his eyes slightly, withdrew his gaze placed on Fang Dang, looked at King Hong Zheng under the Hong-name banner, and bowed to him: "Prince, you have surpassed the position of the general. The emperor personally granted the title. You don't seem to have the right to add the title."

King Hong Zheng laughed, his voice like a night owl, without any smile at all, "Then I'll ask Huang Zhangyin to submit it on his behalf. I believe the emperor is not short of such a small position as a general."

Huang Nuer smiled femininely and said, "Okay, Nuer will definitely not forget this matter. There are still some things in the capital. Nuer will take back." After Huang Nuer said that, she turned her body, waved her python robe and sleeves, and flew away directly, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The Venerable Poison Tomb looked at Fang Dang again and again, and his eyes were confused, but the most important moment in the Fire Poison Immortal Palace, and he had no time to delay here. That matter was related to the rise and fall of the Fire Poison Immortal Palace, which was extremely important. Since Yun Jianshan retreated, he must immediately return to the Immortal Palace.

Therefore, the Venerable Poison Tomb led hundreds of disciples of the Immortal Palace and turned into blue fires again, like meteorites rising up, as if they were flying into the sky, disappearing.

At this point, the catastrophe brought about by thousands of disciples on Yunjian Mountain was completely overturned, and at least it was over.

boiling!

The Fire Poison City was boiling up and down.

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Chapter completed!