Chapter 130 Marquis Xuanping

Fang Xiwen's heart almost stopped.

He struggled wildly, and the star threads on his body kept falling off. The goddess covered her mouth in surprise, watching the concealing canopy being torn apart bit by bit.

"Dear, you..."

Her words were suddenly interrupted. Fang Xiwen held the three Blood God Stones hard, with evil energy surging, his eyes turned scarlet, and his eyes were indifferent and distant.

It’s just a location, you won’t be able to handle it, right——

Emperor!!

Boom!

Before the giant palm of demonic energy fell, the hollow tree suddenly exploded, and two figures flew out in opposite directions!

Fang Qingxiao, who has a clear sword heart, and Li Muyou, who is sensitive, both noticed the crisis almost at the same time, and made a decisive move!

"My dear disciple, tell me, where is the other little bug?" The short figure made an old voice, and Jie Jie laughed strangely.

"I won't tell you." Li Muyou was thrown away. He climbed up a branch in the air, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a sneer: "Have all the people in Mie Tian Clan died? You actually sent this old immortal thing like you?"

Come out."

"This is the attitude you should have, my good disciple!" Seeing her unkind tone, the old man in black robe became happy, "But you did not complete the task and wanted to take action personally for me. I am very disappointed."

Otherwise, the Mie Tian Clan is a group of psychopaths. The so-called severance of human desires means that when the apprentices kill their masters regardless of their teachings, that is the day they come out of the mountain.

Therefore, the old man did not attack Li Muyou, but targeted another person.

The next moment, a huge amount of demonic energy directly sealed Fang Qingxiao's whole body, and a huge palm print pressed down like a mountain. At first sight, it felt like the spiritual platform collapsed and he was unable to move!

Whoosh!

Countless bright sword lights criss-crossed, trying to break up the demonic energy, but it was like a drop in the bucket and was quickly extinguished!

But Fang Qingxiao was not frightened, his sharp eyes were still staring at the palm print, and the long sword was raised——

"Huh?"

Suddenly, she interrupted the secret technique, and saw two water sleeves flying like ribbons, twitching on the devil's palm, and then rolled down, pulling Fang Qingxiao out!

Boom!

The devil's palm stagnated for a moment, and then fell suddenly, shattering the rocks on the ground!

"Hey, how's that kid doing?" Fang Qingxiao fell into the arms of a woman in white gauze. The latter wore a starry headdress and said urgently: "Aren't you his sister? Where are the others?!"
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"I don't know." She stood up immediately, pointing her sword at an angle, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Fang Qingxiao knew that this woman was only half a step outside the scene and was far from the old man's opponent.

Seeing this, Lin Huazhi gritted her teeth and quickly distanced herself - she had been locked by the scene above, and her connection with the world was directly cut off!

"As expected of a half-step from the Star Palace, it can actually block my palm," the old man chuckled, feeling like a cat playing with a mouse, "Try again!"

He regained the feeling of playing with Fang Tianyu back then. He beat the talented and talented junior like a dog. In the end, he could only hand over his daughter in shame and stared at her with eyes full of blood and tears.

This is one of the reasons why the old man tried his best to train Li Muyou. Thinking about the scene of his son killing his father in the future, his heart is already surging!

"Old ghost, if you have the guts, wait until I'm on location before you fight me!" Lin Huazhi was so regretful at this moment that her voice was almost crying. Forget it if you didn't save the kid, your life will be at stake now.<

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Amid the unpleasant laughter, she activated her body-protecting techniques with all her strength. Countless stars lit up around her, and the brilliance of secret treasures reflected each other.

Then, a palm fell!

The world seemed to be quiet for a moment, solidifying into a miserable picture. Lin Huazhi felt that her seven orifices were bleeding, her ears were buzzing, and her body flew out like a rag doll.

Then I was caught by someone and fell into a warm embrace.

So, she reluctantly opened her eyes that were covered in blood, looked at the person who came, was stunned for a moment, and then raised the corners of her mouth: "You still have some conscience... Your eyes are so red too..."

This is naturally Fang Xiwen who has activated the emperor state. A hard attack on the outside may not be possible, but it is still possible to estimate the flight trajectory and catch the person.

‘There is already a powerful aura approaching.’

‘I still have some secret treasures with me. After joining Fang Qingxiao, I should be able to withstand a single blow with the combined strength of the two of them.’

As soon as he thought of this, he placed Lin Huazhi on the ground and rushed out.

As if responding to him, an extremely sharp sword shot up from the ground into the sky, and Fang Qingxiao shouted loudly: "So what about the exterior scene? Take my sword!"

"As you wish."

Hearing this, the old man smiled and clapped his hands. He really liked to see weak people struggling. Survival, despair, hope... they were all human desires, and they were all extremely filthy weaknesses.

Under the huge clutch, the bright sword light appears extremely slender. Although it is not strong, it is firm enough!

"Come here!"

Fang Xiwen ran towards the sword light like a moth to the flame, his body lit up with the light of several secret treasures, and he stretched out his hand from a distance.

The woman in white took out her sword, lowered her head and smiled, and a corresponding light lit up on her body.

Amidst the fierce purple-black evil energy, the two hugged each other tightly.

They all have some stress-related secret treasures on their bodies, such as the Aoki Transformation Pendant, Xuanwu Bead Ring, etc. Disciples like Fang Qingxiao, who are highly regarded, will have some on them. As long as they do not affect their fighting mentality,

You can bring it.

Fang Xiwen is purely afraid of death.

But these were still not enough to block the next blow. At the critical moment, low laughter sounded and countless stars fell down.

Boom!!

A violent wave of air spread, and the two of them hugged each other and were thrown away, each spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Fang Xiwen felt that many of his bones were broken, his chest was in severe pain, and his head was about to hit a big rock, but he still held his sister tightly in his arms.

Suddenly, a pair of cloud shoes appeared in his sight, and his whole person fell into a soft aura, and his momentum stopped.

It seemed to be very far away at first, but suddenly arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye. As his footsteps fell, all the evil spirits and strong winds stopped, and everything was calm.

In such a chaotic place, he got rid of the feeling of strolling in the garden, and everything settled down.

Even Fang Xiwen's body fell lightly to the ground without any collision injuries.

The man turned around and stared subconsciously.

It was a middle-aged man wearing a silk gown and dressed as a businessman. He seemed to be Fang Jinzhi whom he had seen before, but his facial features looked tough and his eyebrows were thick.

He looked past Fang Xiwen and looked at someone. A pair of tiger eyes seemed to have a flash of water, but disappeared instantly. He didn't say anything, just flicked out a finger.

With the vast Zhongzheng aura coming in, the redness in Fang Xiwen's eyes instantly dissipated, and the true energy flowed into the meridians as if from the same source, repairing internal injuries, external injuries, and even cracked wounds were healed visibly to the naked eye.

Fang Xiwen was startled for a moment, and quickly helped her sister up. Seeing that her injury was healed, she ran over and picked up Lin Huazhi, looking at the man longingly.

Seeing how quickly he reacted, the man felt dumbfounded for a moment, and then pointed his finger again.

"Boy, you, you have a great conscience..." Lin Huazhi gasped, looking at him and smiling.

"Okay, for the sake of saving me twice, I won't mess with you anymore." Fang Xiwen helped her sit upright and smiled happily.

Over there, Lin Huazhi was busy healing her wounds and didn't say much.

Fang Qingxiao seemed to glare at the man fiercely, and then threw his younger brother down with a smile in his eyes: "Xiwen, you are so courageous."

"As long as you're okay, sister. In that case, we can only gamble..." The two hugged each other naturally, and the man glanced at them, his eyes somewhat pleased, and he took a step up to the sky.

"Fang Jinzhi, how dare you come to save people? What the hell!" Li Muyou's master, a short old man, laughed wildly, his voice extremely arrogant: "Even if my realm falls and I need to use my strength to suppress old wounds, it will be easy to kill you!"

Underground, Fang Xiwen hugged her sister, looked at Lin Huazhi next to her, and then at Li Muyou. She finally calmed down and asked, "Sister, what is the second uncle's cultivation level?"

"Anyway, I haven't crossed the first level of the ladder." Fang Qingxiao blinked his eyes, looking very indifferent.

"Ah? Then why did he come here, to kill someone?" Fang Xiwen was shocked for a moment, grabbed Lin Huazhi's wrist, said hello and prepared to run away.

He couldn't tell who was stronger and who was weaker, but looking at the old ghost's relaxed expression, he didn't try his best to tease them just now!

"Where are the people from your Star Palace?" he asked eagerly.

"You really don't have any eyesight." Lin Huazhi took out her hand directly, feeling a little moved and a little funny, and said angrily.

On the other side, Li Muyou also slowly came over. He wanted to hug but didn't dare to hug him. He could only pretend to be seriously injured and get close to him. After hearing what he said, he hesitated to speak.

In the air, a man in a long robe heard the words, shook his head and laughed, and said in a deep voice: "I thought the Mietian Clan had made any progress after so many years, but in the end, they are still bullying the small ones. They are really useless."

"Eh?" Fang Xiwen was stunned. This voice was not Uncle Fang's...

"That's our dad." Fang Qingxiao rolled her eyes and hugged his head lovingly.

Before he finished speaking, the man punched out, and half of the sky was dyed red gold, as if the clouds were lowered, and a majestic dragon roar sounded!

Boom!

The old man who was so majestic just now was driven directly into the ground. I don't know how many layers of soil were penetrated, all his limbs were severed, and his whole body was stuck in the big pit like a puddle of mud!

The dark Dharma image behind him was even dispersed into black energy, and the strong wind swept away, leaving nothing behind!

His eyes and mouth were covered in blood, but he could still speak normally at this time, looking surprised and uncertain: "You, you actually left the city of God..."

"Old ghost, you didn't expect that, did you?" The burly man grinned, but there was no hint of elegance!

This is not the second uncle of the Fang family at all...this is Fang Tianyu, the Marquis of Xuanping, the master of the Seventh Heavenly Scenery!!
Chapter completed!