"I'm thirsty!"

After Fang Dou heard the shoulders, Chongliu's voice came.

He stopped and looked around. In the north, there were different water networks in the south. If you want to drink water, you must find a village with a well.

It has been five days since escaped from the capital.

News came from the clone Dan Rong that, three or two days ago, all the members of the Ma Sect in the capital had been killed.

Taoism has won a great victory and has occupied the important land of the capital.

However, there were still a few fish that escaped from the capital and fled in all directions.

Because the battle between the two sides has not ended.

The true man of Guanglin is powerful. He used his own strength to fight against the Three Realms of Taoism, and accompanied many real people from the side as minions.

As we all know, Guanglin Zhenren is the root of the Ma Sect. If he does not die, even if the Ma Sect dies, he will still make a comeback one day.

At this time, Taoist people had already freed up their hands and began to send people to chase and kill fish that had missed the net.

Fang Dou didn't expect that he was also one of the "Yiyu" and was ranked among the top on the Taoist wanted list.

Along the way, Taoist people came to chase after him. At the beginning, they killed a few, but finally stabbed the hornet's nest.

Taoist practitioners come to chase and kill continuously, making Fang Dou untied.

It would be fine if he was the only one, but Chongliu was still with him, and the child came with him and suffered a lot.

"Uncle will find you water now!"

Fang Dou grabbed the air and frowned slightly. The yellow earth was everywhere, and the wind and sand with squinting eyes were rolled up from time to time, without any moisture.

A moment later, a mass of water as big as a fist appeared out of thin air.

Chong Liuyi sipped the water, drank about half of it, and said sensiblely, "Uncle Shi, you drink water too!"

Fang Dou shook his head. At this time, his magic power was more precious than Qingshui.

He used his magic power to condense clear water, but it was because the child was too pitiful. Chongliu's lips were already dry and cracked because of dehydration.

"Don't be afraid, after crossing the river, we will be saved!"

This is the Northland, and belongs to the home court of the Northern Dao Sect. Fang Dou has no power at all.

After crossing the river, there is room for movement.

Chong Liu nodded, "Okay!"

"Fang Dou!"

Brush, the earth-yellow light kept approaching from afar.

This is a sign of earth escape technique.

The dust on the ground was not raised, but the escape light was approaching step by step, which shows that those who used the escape technique were all mages with profound cultivation.

After a while, five or six Taoist monks were wearing earth-yellow Taoist robes, blocking Fang Dou's way.

"From the Houtu Dao Crain!"

Fang Dou recognized at a glance that these Taoist practitioners were affiliated sects of the Five Virtues Dao Sects.

The practitioners of the Houtu Dao lineage are famous for their earth escape technique, and they have worked hardest to track Fang Dou during this period.

"You guys are doing well, what can you do, you are going to die!"

Fang Dou shook his head helplessly, "Zhongliu, blindfolded his eyes and turned his head over!"

"good!"

Chongliu covered his eyes with both hands and turned his head to one side, and his movements were very skillful.

"Fang Dou, don't be arrogant."

The Taoist priest, who was headed, was about fifty years old, and his temples were covered with gray hair. He was obviously the elder who was the leader of this group.

"I'll tell you bad news. Your master Banfeng died, but he was killed by Guanglin!"

This important news came out, and the Duke of the Liberty thought that it would shock Fang Dou on the spot.

What a mess!

Fang Dou’s inner thoughts were speechless.

"Don't try to hide it. You are from Jiangnan. As a casual cultivator, you have the skills of flying swords. No one in the world knows the source!"

"But this time, you were finally exposed when you participated in the Macao uprising."

"In the Ma Sect, only the real person of Banfeng is proficient in flying swords, so we all know that you are a disciple of Banfeng!"

After the priest said this, he looked at Fang Dou with satisfaction.

Fang Dou's eyes widened. This ability to repair one's brains is an indispensable talent for real Di Hualien!

"Listen, your master was killed by Guanglin Zhenren, why bother to him again!"

The priest of the 19th century said with great thought, "Surrender quickly!"

Fang Dou was stunned for a moment and couldn't help asking, "Who else knows this news?"

Fearing that the other party was not clear, he emphasized, "Banfeng real person is my master's business!"

"Haha, everyone in Taoism knows it!"

The 15-year-old Taoist priest stroked his beard and said confidently.

Fang Dou slapped his forehead, "Since that's the case, let you die under the famous flying sword of the 'mend teacher'!"

He spread his hands and seventy-two flying swords flew up in one go. In the past few days, he finally initially condensed the sword weapon, and he also obtained the half-stroke sword force hidden inside by the real person in half.

It's okay, someone comes up to die and uses it to test the sword.

The priest and his fellow disciples saw a large group of flying swords, no more or less, just seventy-two, which was exactly the same as the number of flying swords of the half-final real person that day.

They had watched the battle in the capital before, but they witnessed with their own eyes how Fu Ji Zhenren lost his life under these seventy-two flying swords?

"You are indeed the beloved disciple of Real Man Banfeng. Even this set of flying swords has been passed on to you!"

Fang Dou rolled his eyes and said, "This is the equipment that killed people."

"The flying sword cannot be defeated. Walk quickly and don't be touched by the sharp edge!"

The 15-year-old Taoist priest took the lead, and the group of people rose from their feet and began to perform the earth escape technique.

In the blink of an eye, these Taoist practitioners were like stepping on skateboards under their feet, rubbing zero friction on the ground, moving in any direction.

Fang Dou activates the flying sword and wants to kill one or two people, but he doesn't expect that he will always be half a beat slower.

These people stepped on the earth and used the earth escape technique, which was like a fish in water, and their speed was a little faster than that of a flying sword.

"Not thick!"

Fang Dou had long known that Taoist sects are not simple, and any sect has its own unique skills.

The group of Taoists in front of him had a very simple purpose, using earth escape technique to entangle the square dove and use a slow-down strategy.

Fang Dou suddenly realized that more powerful people should come, and these people deliberately delayed in order to keep themselves here.

"I think beautifully!"

Fang Dou pinched a sword technique, seventy-two flying swords, and at the same time, the tip of the sword hit the ground and pierced into the soil.

Although he did not understand earth escape, his sword technique had already differentiated into the five elements of changes. The flying swords were freely shuttled and flew around the earth, and their speed was no slower than the so-called earth escape.

What's more, among practitioners, the most classic point is that no matter how fast the escape technique is, it cannot escape the sword of chasing the life.

"not good!"

When the 1st Taoist priests and their group used the earth escape technique, they could see the land under their feet and instantly sensed seventy-two sharp ice and cold air flows, hovering under them.

"rise!"

Fang Dou changed his gestures and flew his sword and broke out from the ground with one mouthful of mouth.

The 15-year-old Taoist priest fled desperately, with yellow light rising under his feet, eager to break free from the shackles of the land.

However, it's too late.

Silver light flashed, the earth-yellow light immediately cracked, and blood gushed out.

"ah!"

A Taoist priest split his waist along his waist, his body was counted into two pieces, and he kept twisting on the ground.

The 50-year-old Taoist priest had the deepest cultivation level, and he blocked seven or eight flying swords one after another. Finally, under the ninth flying sword, he was pierced through his heart and leaned back and then silently.
Chapter completed!