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"Aren't you Blood Spirit Cult monks? I remember that the attitude you expressed your loyalty just now was very sincere."

Fang Chen looked at Xu Peng and smiled.

Xu Peng's expression changed continuously, and he forced a smile and said: "I just did this on purpose, just to save my life. How could I really take refuge in the Blood Spirit Cult?"

"Yes, yes, it's the same for us."

Everyone spoke one after another, and the most urgent task now was to distance themselves first to avoid being liquidated later.

"You are quite shameless, and you will stand on whichever side has the biggest fist, but do you still have any sense of shame?"

Wang Yi sneered.

Everyone looked embarrassed by what he said and bowed their heads in silence. Only Xu Peng was not convinced:

"Wang Yi, don't think that you are great because you are a swordsman. Why do people practice immortality? Isn't it because they are afraid of death? I, Xu Peng, am afraid of death. What is there to be ashamed of?

But even if I am afraid of death, I still have right and wrong in my heart. If the Blood Spirit Sect wins today, I will follow the trend and go undercover to provide information to the Lingzhan Division. Why not!"

Wang Yi sneered repeatedly. Although he did not refute in words, the disdain and contempt in his eyes already showed his attitude at this moment.

King Ji Xian smiled lightly and said: "Mr. Fang, what are you thinking about? Anyway, you have won 90%, so there is no need to kill everyone. Let me leave, which is good for you and me."

The hall became quiet again, and everyone looked at the two of them slightly uneasily.

Fang Chen smiled, clasped his fists and bowed: "Fang Chen, give Mr. Ji a ride!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately raised their throats again.

Because King Ji Xian not only did not leave, but instead slowly took a few steps back, the smile on his face disappeared, and was replaced by a solemn expression:

"If you want to fight, then I will fight with you and see if the Immortal King you called can really keep me."

The world was instantly filled with terrifying murderous intent, and everyone in the hall felt their hair stand on end, and goosebumps stood up one after another.

puff--

With a soft sound, the terrifying sharp blade burst out of Ji Xianwang's chest, bringing out a stream of blood.

The murderous intention gradually faded away, but the creepiness did not disappear. Everyone looked at the appearance of King Ji Xian at this moment, and their hearts became more and more horrified.

Qin Hucheng's brows furrowed into the Chinese character "Chuan". It was hard for him to imagine what kind of existence could have severely wounded the Immortal King so easily.

A flash of realization flashed in King Ji Xian's eyes: "It turns out..."

Ancestor...

Before he finished speaking, the vitality in his body had been completely destroyed by the power of Lord Panshan.

The lifeless corpse slowly lowered its head, and then everyone saw clearly that behind King Ji Xian, there was a being wearing dragon scale armor.

He had black hair like a waterfall and a solemn expression. He killed the Immortal King with just one blow. They couldn't imagine what level of cultivation this man had reached.

Countless people twisted their stiff necks in a daze and looked at the expressionless Fang Chen, with horror, awe, and fear in their eyes.

Whether it was the old man, the bride, or the being who killed King Ji Immortal, I'm afraid they were all summoned by this young man.

To be able to drive such a strong man, they can't imagine what kind of means it is...

Gai Wu pulled Yu Qingmei's sleeves and retreated silently.

At this moment, a sword light suddenly flew from the sky and pointed directly at Fang Chen.

"Be bold!"

Three angry shouts sounded.

As soon as everyone's eyes flashed, they discovered that the Empress Dowager Ci and Lord Panshan had disappeared.

Outside the sunset-filled sky, there seemed to be a battle going on that they couldn't see.

The sword light just now was also caught by Shi Long. He staggered back more than ten steps before releasing the power from it.

It was an ordinary-looking stone sword, but now it was gradually turning into dust in Shilong's hands.

The Yin Qi in Shilong's body surged up and down. After several breaths, it gradually calmed down, but his face looked obviously pale.

"Master Shi, are you injured?"

Fang Chen looked solemn.

"Some minor injuries, nothing to worry about. I think I can handle the intruders."

Shi Long said softly.

Everyone looked at each other in shock. The change just now was too rapid. It only happened in an instant, and they didn't react until now.

Someone just attacked and killed Fang Chen!?

It seems that the person who took action... may be much stronger than King Ji Immortal. If not, how could the 'bride' and the dragon-scale soldiers who killed King Ji Immortal disappear together? They obviously joined forces with the attacker.

The person who killed him left in a fierce fight.

"The Patriarch of the Blood Spirit Religion..."

Fang Chen looked at the sunset in the sky, thoughtfully.

With his strength, even if he turned on the Beginningless Immortal Eye, he could only vaguely see a few figures fighting together in the deep sky. The picture was blurry and the details could not be observed.

It seems that...the three Taiyin Dragon Kings can't gain a clear upper hand even if they join forces.

Fang Chen did not let Shi Long join the battle. He was worried that the Blood Spirit Cult had other means to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

After more than ten breaths, the attacker seemed to glance down and then walked away.

The three Taiyin Dragon Kings didn't chase each other, they just stared at each other's back until they completely disappeared, and then they breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's so dangerous. This guy's strength may be even higher than Master Shi's."

Taiyin Dragon King said in a deep voice.

The Empress Dowager's eyes were gloomy: "We can't underestimate the immortals in the human world, not to mention that this is still someone else's territory. Your and my strength are more or less weakened in the human world."



"People evacuated."

Shi Long said softly.

Fang Chen nodded slightly and saw that the other party had left.

The visitor must be a loose immortal in the world, an ancestor or the like, but he can be sure that the other party is not here in advance, but has arrived in a hurry, otherwise he would not have to wait for King Ji Xian's death before taking action.

"Gai Wu, the matter between you and me is not settled yet, why are you leaving?"

Fang Chen said suddenly.

Everyone was slightly startled and turned to look around, only to see that Gai Wu had already taken Yu Qingmei with him and was about to leave the mourning hall. Everything seemed quiet. If Fang Chen hadn't reminded him, no one would have noticed.

"hehe."

Gai Wu shrugged: "Tell me how you want to solve it. Today you are the king and we are the bandits. Everything depends on you."

"Mother-in-law, you still need a maid by your side."

Fang Chen smiled.

Gai Wu's expression suddenly changed: "Come at me if you have any problem, don't hurt my mother!"

Yu Qingmei's face turned pale, and in a daze, she saw the woman in red wedding dress walking towards her.

She shouted in horror: "Don't come here!"

Then, she suddenly found that her body became light and airy, following the woman in the red wedding dress as she floated to the sedan chair.

She turned around and took a look, and saw her mummy lying on the ground, and Gai Wu was staring at her mummy in silence.

"I am dead?"

Yu Qingmei looked blank, and then she suddenly saw two figures with complicated expressions, also standing next to the sedan chair.

One is Ancestor Li Xiao, and the other is King Ji Xian who was just killed.
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