Before he finished speaking, Fang Chong had already moved. Without the constraints of heavy armor, his speed was now extremely fast, and he turned into a phantom.
Brush...
The phantom flashed, and the few men in black robe didn't even see Fang Chong's shadow clearly. They just felt that the sharp blade had already arrived in front of them.
Terrible speed!
At this speed, coupled with Fang Chong's nearly ghostly footwork, the destructive power burst out instantly was extremely amazing. Even the man in the black robe could not stop it. In the blink of an eye, blood was already splashed out from the body of several people, and Fang Chong cut several wounds.
Unfortunately, Fang Chong was able to take advantage of this instant that he could only cause these men in black robes to suffer some minor injuries.
His speed was indeed fast enough that several black-robed men could not keep up. However, the opponent's speed of firing a knife was much faster than the movement speed. In addition, his powerful cultivation was not enough to kill Fang Chong, but it was more than enough to block Fang Chong's attack.
Relying on his speed, he grabbed a glimmer of life and tore an exit between the black-robed man. Fang Chong did not hesitate and pulled Fang Zongqing up and rushed out, saying, "Father, hurry up, let's rush over and rush into the middle of that caravan. This is our last chance."
The two were running quickly, causing a gust of cold wind.
The caravan Fang Chong was referring to was the caravan that had always made him unable to figure out the details. He had always speculated that the people in the caravan were definitely not simple, and they were likely to be a peerless master. If they could attract that peerless master to take action, they would have a chance of 90%.
Of course, they may be killed by the peerless master, but now he has no choice but to give it a try.
brush!
A gust of wind passed, and Fang Chong and Fang Zongqing had already rushed into the middle of the caravan.
All the ordinary caravan personnel retreated in fear and avoided them from afar, fearing that they would burn their bodies. Only a few strong men who had been protecting the carriage remained motionless, holding the hilt of the knife in their hands, their eyes as cold as a knife.
"Stop them, don't let them get close to the carriage." The eldest cheetah of the Blood Eagle Gang shouted suddenly, and took the second and third brothers to sweep across the void like three big birds, crossing dozens of feet away, and instantly blocked Fang Chong and the others.
The cheetah is extremely burly, almost two meters tall, with strong limbs like cast by steel, full of terrifying explosive power.
"Fortunately, the people in the carriage had no intention of taking action." Cheetah subconsciously looked back at the carriage, and felt relieved.
The carriage had a strange aura, which made him, a master in the first-class warrior realm, feel creepy, like a god of death, and the cold aura was very uncomfortable. He had no doubt that once he provoked the person in the carriage, the fate would be very miserable.
Looking at the three people blocking the front, Fang Chong's vest was covered in cold sweat. From the other party's aura, he already understood that these three people were all masters in the first-class warrior realm.
"Damn it, I almost succeeded a little bit." He cursed fiercely, Fang Chong and Fang Zongqing leaned against each other, and they looked at each other and nodded at the same time. At this time, they had to fight. They had to fight to the point where the blade was in the bones. If they could not win, they would die. There was no way out, so they could only fight to the death.
"Boy, are you running?" Behind, nine men in black robes followed and laughed wildly.
"Lao Qi, don't talk nonsense, kill them immediately and leave here." Cheetah frowned and Li shouted. The breath of the carriage behind him made him feel uncomfortable, and he just wanted to leave as soon as possible.
Nine second-rate warriors and three first-rate warriors, such a powerful combination surrounded Fang Chong and Fang Zongqing, and if they were forced into a desperate situation.
"Father, kill me. Even if I die, I will have to pull two people on my back." Fang Chong gritted his teeth.
"Okay, Chong'er, dad is useless and I can't protect you. I hope we can meet again in the next life." Fang Zongqing's eyes were filled with tears, murderous aura was boiling, and his whole body was filled with rushing flames. The temperature was as high as Baidu. He rushed into the black-robed man with a loud roar.
kill!
kill!
At this time, fighting is all the scenery.
In just a moment, Fang Chong and Fang Zongqing were both injured. A huge hole was cut in Fang Chong's arm, half an inch deep, and he was also stabbed on his back, dripping with blood.
Fang Zongqing was injured more severely, because the attacks of the three first-class warriors of Cheetah and Flying Squirrel almost all fell on him. If it weren't for the powerful and fierce Hunyuan Jin and the Breaking Wave Fist, he would probably have fallen now, rather than just being seriously injured.
"Boy, go and die!"
A man in black robe approached Fang Chong's side, stabbed him with a long sword, and a smile appeared on his face. He was very confident in his sword technique. If he stabbed him, a big hole would be opened in the chest of this incredible boy, and he would definitely die.
However, the smile on his face instantly frozen.
In his incredible gaze, Fang Chong's body suddenly twisted into a strange arc as if it had been broken, and just rightly dodged his blade.
At the same time, Fang Chong's fingers formed claws and slammed the neck of the man in black robe, and the powerful muscle strength exploded instantly.
Scratch!
The throat was broken, and the man in black robe fell down unwillingly.
"Hmph, I'm really ignorant of fighting with me. Even if I'm one big level higher than me, I can still kill you." Fang Chong smiled coldly and threw the dead man in black robe out. His figure flashed away and quickly rushed towards another man in black robe.
As an ancient martial arts master, close combat is Fang Chong's strength, because the opponent's internal strength cannot explode between square inches, so even a master at the second-rate warrior level is still not his opponent in close combat.
However, this situation was only once. If one person died, the other party had discovered that Fang Chong was terrible in close combat and would not repeat the same mistakes.
puff!
Blood splattered, and a long sword pierced Fang Zongqing's abdomen, piercing back and forth, and a powerful sword light opened a big hole in his body.
Fang Zongqing's eyes were cold, and he grabbed the long sword passing through his body. His fist was as strong as a rainbow. When the opponent had no time to retreat, the deformed fist that could bombard the steel knife was extremely powerful, and directly exploded the head of a man in black robe into a pile of meat paste.
At the price of serious injury, Fang Zongqing and Fang Chong killed a man in black robe respectively.
During the siege of a group of masters, Fang Zongqing and Fang Chong were able to kill two men in black robe, and their strength was shocking.
Many people in the caravan couldn't help but feel excited, and the guards also held the long sword tightly with their arms and clenched their teeth. Zhuang Jun, who was as strong as a cow and had a strong defense, took a step forward suddenly, and the long sword in his hand burst out with a three-foot sharp edge, as if he wanted to take action.
"Zhuang Jun." Manager Liu shouted coldly, shook his head, and said, "This is not our business. Remember, your responsibility is to protect the caravan."
"Damn..." Zhuang Jun cursed fiercely, but his sharp edge on the long sword was dissipated, and he stepped back unwillingly, shouting: "Brothers, protect the caravan."
No one helped, Fang's center of gravity was ashamed, and he forced a man in black to retreat with one punch and rushed to Fang Zongqing in two steps.
At this moment, Fang Zongqing was seriously injured, and even his breathing became rapid. The surging internal energy on his body had long dissipated, and it was difficult for him to stand up.
Fang Zongqing held Fang Chong's hand tightly and smiled, "Zhong'er, Dad, I'm sorry for you. I didn't protect you. You won't blame Dad, right?"
Fang Chong was stunned, feeling his eyes a little wet, and said, "Dad, I didn't blame you. Don't worry, there will be no problem, I won't let them hurt you."
Holding Fang Zongqing behind him, Fang Chong stood up like a gun, staring at the man in black robe in front of him with cold eyes. No one noticed that on his back, the tattoo of "The Beauty of the Country" suddenly came alive, and became lifelike under the stain of his blood, emitting a faint green light.
"Master, have you really decided?" Mei'er's voice sounded in Fang Zhong's heart.
"Mei'er, I'm very proud to know you. Thank you for staying with me during this period." Fang Chong smiled slightly and responded in his heart: "I was lonely in my previous life and I have never felt the taste of family affection. This family is my most precious thing."
"So, I will never let them hurt my father."
"But..." Mei'er's charming and natural figure appeared in Fang Chong's mind, and she frowned and said, "Master, once you use the forbidden technique of "The Beauty of the River and Mountains" you will die."
Fang Chong smiled slightly and did not answer. Meier had not experienced his life, and she would not understand the value of family affection, nor would she understand Fang Chong's heart at this time.
A faint green light flowed on Fang Chong's back, and it was not easy to see, but a strange aura rose up, communicating with the heaven and earth in the dark, making the law of order between heaven and earth suddenly become violent, and a terrifying destructive force may burst out at any time.
Artifacts and forbidden artifacts destroy all directions.
In "The Beauty of the Mountain", Mo Wentian once engraved a ban that can make the Beauty of the Mountain burst out with devastating power at the most dangerous time, destroying everything, including time and space...
This kind of ban is a forbidden technique that will die with the enemy. Once used, even if Fang Chong is the owner of "The Beauty of the River and Mountains", it will be wiped out by destructive power.
Of course, "The Beauty of the River and Mountains" is a magical weapon and will not be so easily destroyed. It will only break through the space again and drift in the long time and space until it meets the next person with destiny, and inherit the "The Beauty of the River and Mountains" and open the magical weapon, and inherit the inheritance of Mo Wentian.