"I hate it so much! I hate it so much!"

Song Zhong roared, looking at his palms that were spreading black air, and then looked at Fang Yuan, her eyes that she wanted to peel him and get cramps.

If I had known that the enemy who killed my son was right in front of me, there would be so many concerns before Song Zhong. Even if I die together, I would have to pull Fang Yuan on the road.

But at this time, he was plotted against and had no power to fight back.

"You took the seven-day death pill first, and then used the secret method many times to urge your own essence, and your whole body was already ruined... At this time, under my black sand palm, there is no way to survive. Today next year will be your sacrifice day!"

Fang Yuan looked cold and took out another post from the King of Hell and surrendered it to himself.

Song Zhong is worthy of being a master of the Three Risks. He just hid the black sand palm power in the eagle claws. Even though he hurt him, he was also attacked by the opponent's internal force. The mutant bead-tail snake's poison partially flowed backwards, harming others and themselves.

But he has the antidote medicine of King of Hell, so there are naturally no taboos.

There is no such good luck in Songzhong.

"Please ask the old man to go on the road!"

Fang Yuan stepped forward and looked at Song Zhong, who could no longer speak and was sensible, with a voice in his mouth, with a weak expression: "I am helpless too... Song Yujie sent his subordinates to make things difficult for me again and again. If I don't fight back, would you be obedient and die?"

"As for you, Mr. Song, it is a big disaster for me. You can't stay in the world for one more day!"

Although the effect of the Resurrection Pill is magical, it is definitely not unsolvable. For example, the legendary spiritual pills can completely save Song Zhong's life.

Fang Yuan naturally didn't want to have any more troubles. Even if this hope was extremely slim, he would not be willing to leave hidden dangers.

"I'll ask the old man to go on the road. Remember to stop messing with me in the next life!"

Fang Yuan nodded and slashed his right hand.

puff!

Blood splashes.

...

Outside the forest, the sound of hurried footsteps rang one after another.

"There are footprints, there!"

"The old thief from Song Zhong is right in front of him, he can't escape!"

A group of warriors surrounded, but the first ones were Lin Leiyue and the two guardians of Guiling Sect.

"Leiyue, your friend went to chase Song Zhong alone?"

A female guardian shook her head: "Oh... how unwise this move is? That old thief is cunning, erotic, and has great martial arts skills. I'm afraid he has been attacked at this time?"

"Fang Yuan...he doesn't know!"

Xiaoqing chattered beside him, and anyone who has seen Fang Yuan and Song Zhongfang will have more confidence in him.

"Hmph... Song Zhong is an internal master. Do you understand the internal strength? The ordinary internal breath realm is completely destroyed at one touch... No matter how greedy you are, you will have more than enough death..."

Another guardian snorted coldly, and when he saw Lin Leiyue looking over, he couldn't continue.

"Huh? Someone is there!"

The vanguard stopped and watched a young man slowly walk out of the dense forest. Who is it if it is Fang Yuan?

"Brother Fang!"

Xiaoqing stepped forward in surprise: "Where is the old thief in Songzhong?"

“Here!”

Fang Yuan raised his right hand, and Song Zhong's hideous head suddenly appeared, attracting a shocked and suspicious look.

"This old thief has been awarded the title of the head?"
Chapter completed!