Volume Four, Chapter Twelve, After Shadow Scatter, Enemy Destruction
"Your grudges have nothing to do with me." Fang Yunchu said lightly, turned around and left.
"**, you have a pretty temper." Zhou Ping sneered, "Little Saint, you're looking for death! Go and kill him." Zhou Ping then changed his tone.
"Zhou Ping, don't kill innocent people indiscriminately!" the clear water girl said coldly.
"Hehe, kill!" Zhou Ping first chuckled, then changed color instantly, and said coldly.
Two intermediate saints behind Zhou Ping responded and rushed straight to Fang Yunchu, sweeping out the sword light from afar without any hesitation.
Fang Yunchu paused slightly, stopped, and did not look at the two people rushing towards him, but looked at the women indifferently. The women of Qingshui just now wanted to intercept these two people for him, but they were blocked by Zhou Ping and others. Fang Yunchu's heart moved. It seemed that these women should not be bad people.
The sword light was extremely fast, directly covering Fang Yunchu. Several women turned around and looked elsewhere.
"Bang bang!" The sword light suddenly shattered, and followed the two masters to fly backwards, bursting in the air, and being directly killed. These intermediate saints were just like those intermediate saints, and their combat power may be higher than those saints, but they were not Fang Yunchu's opponents now.
"Hmm?" Zhou Ping's face changed, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he stared at Fang Yunchu fiercely.
Qingshui and a group of women were also stunned, and then they were a little happy. Qingshui thought she could kill the two intermediate saints just now, but she still couldn't do such a clean and neat way to kill. Could this man in black, full of hostility, be at the god level? In this way, they might be able to get out of the predicament.
"Young man, be careful!" Qingshui suddenly exclaimed, because she saw the old man moving, turned into a shadow, and had already rushed to Fang Yunchu. The old man was at the level of a junior god.
Fang Yunchu also moved, very fast, his shadow flashing everywhere, just like the essence.
"Bang!" Fang Yunchu collided with the old man and both retreated.
Then there was another roar, and many shadows of Dao Fang Yunchu appeared beside the old man, attacking the old man together. The old man stepped forward and retreated, his face turned red and his steps shaking.
Before the old man could recover, Fang Yunchu's attack in front had already hit.
"Boom!" Fang Yunchu's fist hit the old man's heart. The old man screamed and flew backwards, bleeding from his seven orifices, his chest was sunken, and he seemed to be inactive.
Fang Yunchu's shadows flashed, and then they all gathered together, leaving only a black figure standing there like a demon.
The old man underestimated the enemy a little, but Fang Yunchu immediately split up and fought with all his strength against the enemy. He first injured the old man, and then killed him with one move, neatly.
The people in front of them were stunned and did not react for a moment. The old man was at the level of a primary god. He was a master in their sect. Now he was killed instantly? They almost didn't understand what was going on. The time was too fast, and it was far less than a breath. They only saw Fang Yunchu's shadows all over the ground, and gathered in a flash, and the old man was killed. Fang Yunchu seemed to turn into thousands of figures. They were a little confused. Is this a ** or a remnant shadow left at the extreme speed?
Fang Yunchu was also a little scared. The primary god evil was far from his opponent. If this old man had not underestimated the enemy, he would have to fight hard. But he just collided head-on and felt that he didn't gain the upper hand. Those spirit evil spirits were indeed inferior to those outside human masters. It seems that they should be careful in the future.
"You...you killed Mr. Wu..." Zhou Ping's face changed wildly, and he shouted at Fang Yunchu, his eyes full of viciousness. It seemed that he was used to being arrogant and had not yet figured out his situation.
Fang Yunchu responded to him with a golden fist, invincible.
Fang Yunchu flashed in front of Zhou Ping in an instant and punched him.
Zhou Ping was a little panicked, but he didn't react slowly. He waved his sword and stopped him. He turned out to be at the realm of a high-level saint.
But these were not enough. Fang Yunchu's fist was unstoppable. Zhou Ping's long sword was directly hit to one side, and then the fist hit Zhou Ping's chest. Zhou Ping's face turned red in an instant, and then pale, and flew straight backwards. During the flight backwards, a long blood line was sprayed out.
Fang Yunchu was extremely fast and rushed straight to the camp of Zhou Ping and his group of people, and divided into three ***, each of which left behind afterimages all over the ground, and the tricks were similar to those just now. The ground was filled with Fang Yunchu's shadows, which made people unable to tell.
Screams came one after another, and after half a breath, Zhou Ping's group of subordinates fell into the blood wave. Fang Yunchu's shadow quickly gathered, leaving only Fang Yunchu. Qingshui and the others still couldn't see Fang Yunchu's **.
In the distance, Zhou Ping was not dead. His clothes were also treasures, blocking the killing attack for him. At this moment, Zhou Ping was finally scared and flew back quickly, turning back while flying, his eyes full of fear.
Fang Yunchu saw it and disappeared from the spot when he appeared again. When he appeared, he blocked Zhou Ping.
"Don't kill me, wuwu...I..." Zhou Ping shouted tremblingly, and actually started to cry.
"Young Master, show mercy!" Qingshui actually shouted loudly.
"Boom!" Fang Yunchu ignored it and swept it out with one kick. It hit Zhou Ping's head. Zhou Ping was frightened and didn't even know how to dodge. Fang Yunchu kicked his head out and the body was kicked back.
Fang Yunchu flashed to the ground and looked at Qingshui and others.
"Ah!" The group of women exclaimed when they saw Fang Yunchu and retreated repeatedly, looking a little scared. Even Qingshui trembled. Fang Yunchu's killing speed was too fast, and there was also a full of resentment, which was like a demon god, which made them afraid.
Fang Yunchu has been fighting in this unmanned land for ten years, and sometimes he also goes to compete with the fire warriors, never stopping. Now he has just come out, so it would be strange if he doesn’t have any hostility?
Fang Yunchu's eyes turned cold and he looked at Qingshui and his group of people sharply, thinking about whether to kill them together. Judging from what he looked just now, Qingshui was actually pleading for Zhou Ping...
A group of women exclaimed again.
"Young Master, thank you for saving your life!" Qingshui mustered up the courage and walked a few steps forward and said.
Fang Yunchu didn't say anything, looking at Qingshui indifferently.
"Young Master, we are not jealous of Zhou Ping, and we are old rivals. It's just that Zhou Ping is the grandson of a palace lord of Tiancang Palace. Killing him will be in big trouble, so I just reminded the young master to show mercy." Qingshui noticed Fang Yunchu's thoughts and quickly explained.
Fang Yunchu's eyes calmed down. He felt that Qingshui was not lying, but he did not agree with Qingshui's point of view. Even if Zhou Ping was released, he would not give up. Perhaps it would be even more troublesome. As for Tiancang Palace, if you kill it, Fang Yunchu was not afraid.
"My name is Qingshui. These are my junior sisters. We are the best students from Biyuechi. Thank you for your help. I don't know the name of the young master?" Qingshui said.
"Where is this? What are you doing?" Fang Yunchu asked without answering.
"Uh..." Qingshui paused, obviously not expecting Fang Yunchu to ask, "Young Master, this is a no-man's land. We are here to train. Although there is insufficient spiritual energy here, there are many spiritual evil spirits and difficult conditions, which is very suitable for tempering ourselves."
"I mean what part of this place is..." Fang Yunchu was a little depressed. He wanted to ask if this place was the Holy Land and which direction it was. Before Fang Yunchu finished speaking, a sharp light flashed in his eyes and turned his head to look into the distance.
A black vortex whirls, accompanied by a loud laugh, and it was the intermediate evil spirit who was chasing him. He was patient.
"Haha, boy, die!" The god evil rushed straight to Fang Yunchu. Fang Yunchu was divided into four, and swung his fist to block the god evil, but he also withdrew for more than ten steps in a row, and merged, spewing out a large mouthful of blood.
"Haha... Huh? There are so many women, tsk tsk, everyone is so watery. I am so blessed. Haha..." Shensha then saw Qingshui and a group of people, their eyes were full of filth and laughed constantly.
"Shen Evil?" Qingshui and his group of people changed their faces, and many of the low-powered ones trembled. The Shen Evil was covered in evil spirits and they couldn't stand steadily.
"How could the evil spirit appear on this periphery? How could it be?" Qingshui's pretty face looked very ugly.
"I...we are from Biyuechi. If you dare to touch us, your master will not let you go." Someone said in a trembling voice.
"Haha!" Shensha laughed loudly, without any fear, but became even more excited. Since he enjoyed a human woman for the first time, he fell in love with a human woman. The more afraid the woman is, the happier he is.
"You go!" Fang Yunchu shouted, and then took a step to kill the gods and evil spirits, directly divided into four figures, besieging the gods and evil spirits and left.
It seems that the gods and evil spirits are chasing themselves, and each person is doing things. Fang Yunchu doesn't want to implicate others. The most important thing is that after a brief conversation, Fang Yunchu has a good impression of these women.