Unfortunately, Fang Ming rarely made a kind heart, but was regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs.

"This man and the Khitan dog thieves are not a good thing either!"

These martial arts masters are full of murderous aura and come specifically for killing people. At this time, they are passionate, have developed limbs, simple minds, and act recklessly.

"I think this girl and his group are not a good person, so I did it together! How could my Central Plains martial arts flow into the outer realm?"

A big man holding a knife flashed his eyes, and a ghost-ring sword thrust at the confused Li Qingluo.

"don't want!"

"stop!"

Several men in black kept shouting, and even the leader found something wrong and shouted: "Go and do it!"

Unfortunately, the man in black had some brain problems, or maybe it was just a secret man buried by Murong Bo, and he ignored him, fearing that the matter would not make a big deal, and the blade broke through the air and slashed at Li Qingluo.

When it comes to distance at this time, although several masters have already rushed over to stop them, it is too late!

laugh!

Blood squirted wildly!

Many men in black have closed their eyes, obviously unwilling to see a small life pass away.

"Ah...my hand!"

But the man in black screamed in tears.

Everyone saw that Li Qingluo was still standing there, but the black-clothed man's arm holding the knife disappeared!

"Invisible Sword Aura!"

The leader clasped his hands together: "It turns out that he is a member of the Duan family in Dali!"

A figure flashed, Fang Ming had already passed by the crowd, picked up Li Qingluo, and sneered: "I'm going to do this hard work on the child. It seems that among you, you should really clean up a batch!"

As he spoke, what time was the left hand that the man in black had lost his left hand and his left foot, and his last big head also flew up, as if he was dismembered by five horses!

Corpse were everywhere, blood was dark red.

Such a cruel scene immediately made a man in black faint.

"Why are you... so hard to do this?"

The leader blocked everyone and shouted loudly.

"It's nothing else, but several of you are too angry. It's better to be able to save yourself as soon as possible, so that you can benefit the martial arts world!"

Fang Ming's face flashed with compassion and said solemnly.

"The Demon's Sayings!"

"This man is already possessed!"

"Kill him and avenge Boss Xue!"

All the heroes present were from the world, chatting and killing people but laughing at me. At this time, the enemy was facing each other, and several people were noisy and showed off their weapons to rush forward.

Others, or their familiarity, relatives and friends, were also surrounded by them. The leader looked at each other with two other men in black, sighed and joined the besieged group.

In an instant, the scene changed drastically. The twenty-one men in black who were supposed to ambush Xiao Yuanshan suddenly became good at besieging Fang Ming.

Of course, he killed one before and fainted another one, and at this time there were only nineteen left.

"Oh... I don't know the number of days, I don't know how to advance or retreat!"

Fang Ming sighed and suddenly stepped forward. He still held Li Qingluo in his right hand, but he grabbed a long sword with his left hand and picked it up gently.

A sword light flashed like a dragon, and the few people who had been shouting the most before covered their throats and fell down.

"Du... the three heroes of Du family have fallen!"

A scream came from the crowd, and a tower-like man shouted loudly, his eyes were blood red, and he grabbed the iron rod and smashed it down, making a huge force, as if he was pressing down on the top of Mount Tai.

"I'm a little less force!"

Fang Ming threw the sword casually, and the sword light penetrated another person, and his left palm was used to hit him with a large monument throwing technique.

With a loud bang, the man from the tower flew backwards, and the iron rod in his hand was broken into two pieces, and they all sank into his chest!

"The Hero of Fang Daxiong, the Iron Tower of Datong Mansion, is over! Everyone is fighting with him!"

Seeing Fang Ming's martial arts skills like a rabbit rising and falling, walking like a ghost, killing people without a second move, many martial arts heroes were shocked. After being stunned, they rushed forward under the leadership of the leader, such as swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, fists, feet, weapons, and poisonous skills, and all kinds of swords, guns, swords, and halberds.

It’s a pity that they are fast! Fang Ming is faster than them!

Even though these good players are already top-notch people in the world, they are still too far from Fang Ming!

The gap between this is so big that even if Fang Ming holds one person and binds himself, he can still slaughter these "good martial arts masters" like slaughtering chickens and dogs!

With the clear roar, Fang Ming's figure rushed towards him, just like a devil's incarnation. He rushed to the east and killed one person. After turning to the west, he killed another person. In just a moment, nine out of the original nineteen people had fallen.

"Evil thief, why did you use my Shaolin martial arts?"

The leader said with bloody eyes.

"I can easily find martial arts in the world. What is the only Shaolin martial arts? It's just the little monk Xuanci, you have to go back to practice your magic robes and devil-suffering skills!"

Fang Ming turned his figure and brushed his left cuff out, wiping it out in a casual manner. He also used the magic robes to subdue demons, and he also spoke casually, without any fear of venting his true energy.

"Ah, the magic sacrificial arts!"

Xuanci only felt a soft and powerful force coming like a tide, just like a tide in Qiantang. His little skill seemed like a small ants in front of the other side. He couldn't help but take a few steps back. The acupoints in his body were stagnant, and he was all blocked, and he couldn't help but feel desperate.

"Brother lead!"

Seeing Xuan Ci's critical moment, a man in black rushed forward without hesitation, and slapped out his left palm, sounding like a dragon's roar, but his right hand held a short stick and turned into a exquisite stick technique along the way.

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms! Dog-beating Sticks! You are Wang Jiantong, the leader of the Beggars' Sect!"

Fang Ming used his left hand to dissolve the fierce attack invisibly. Another bullet made Wang Jiantong's body tremble and he worked with Xuan Ci all the way.

Wang Jiantong and Xuanci looked at each other and saw Fang Ming coming and going, clicking, catching, snatching, and slapping with his left hand, all of which were extremely exquisite tricks. The few remaining people on his side also fell to the ground one after another, and the acupoints were controlled, and his whole heart was cold.

"Who are you? What kind of hatred do you have with us?"

Seeing that more than a dozen of first-class players on his side could not beat the other side, Xuan Ci was completely disappointed and had no idea of ​​finding a place in the future. Only this question, if he didn't ask clearly, he would die with his eyes open!

"There is no grudge but the people I killed are all deserved. If you don't believe it, you can check what connection they have with the informed person, so as not to be fooled yet..."

Fang Ming sneered.

Now he is sitting in the Forgetful Sutra and becoming more profound, his heart is flawless, and he is even more sensitive to external malice.

Therefore, among the twenty-one men in black, he knew exactly which one was wrong and which one was just passionate.

In the battle just now, all those who were ill-behaved had already died at his hands, and those who could survive were confused like Xuan Ci and Wang Jiantong.

"Being fooled?"

Xuanci and Wang Jiantong looked at each other, and their faces showed horror.

"There are no Khitan warriors who want to seize the Shaolin secret! The person who spread the news just wanted to provoke the chaos in the Song and Liao dynasties... and even, among you, there were many spies!"

Fang Ming said calmly.

Thinking that the dozen or so Khitan warriors just now seemed to be a little too weak, which was quite inconsistent with the rumored samurai who were selected, Xuan Ci hesitated and said, "Do you have any evidence?"

"I said to myself, what do you have to do with me if you believe it or not?"

Fang Ming laughed silently and looked at the end of the road again.

There, more than a dozen Khitan knights who had escaped before were coming around, surrounded by a young couple. The wife was holding a baby in her hand and was surrounded and protected by a group of Khitan warriors. The man was dressed in gorgeous clothes and rushed forward and whispered loudly: "Who are you? Why am I ambushing my tribe?"

Of course, he was speaking Khitan, and the audience could understand it, otherwise he would not have made mistakes again and again.

"That...you just know that they are a group of fools. After hearing a lie from a Xianbei descendant named Murong Bo, you will be fine if you want to kill your whole family!"

"What? I once swore that I would not kill a Song man in my life, nor would I have to make things difficult for the State of Song. Why did they do this?"

Xiao Yuanshan was obviously very puzzled.

He asked again: "Who are you? Why do you know this?"

"Am I?"

Fang Ming's mouth raised a curve: "You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know one thing. Your son is destined to be with me and should join me. I'm here today to extradite him!"

"not good!"

Xiao Yuanshan was shocked and shouted: "Protect the mistress, he is coming to steal my child!"

Many Khitan warriors immediately unsheathed their swords and guns, and bows and arrows were lifted, protecting the young woman and the baby even closer.

"This is God's will. If you block it, you will not only suffer from the separation of your flesh and blood, but also suffer from the loss of your beloved wife!"

Amid the laughter, Fang Ming took several feet to come to Xiao Yuanshan.

Xiao Yuanshan grabbed the saddle with his right hand and kicked the left foot. Under the chain legs of the mandarin ducks, there were phantoms everywhere, like howling wind.

"The legs are good!"

Fang Ming raised his finger, and Xiao Yuanshan saw that no matter where he attacked from his toe, he would send the point on his legs to the other party's fingers. He was shocked and knew that he had encountered a powerful enemy that he had never seen in his life.

He pointed his legs and toes at the same time, and he took them back when he couldn't help it. He jumped down from his horse, and his body was like a ghost, exerting all his martial arts.

Xuanci and Wang Jiantong are connected, and there are other groups of heroes who cannot move their hands and feet, but their eyesight is still there.

Seeing that the Khitan Han was very skilled in martial arts, every move was emitted from an incredible direction, and his move was even faster, no matter how fast it was, as fast as lightning, the cold sweat on his forehead could not help but rustle, and they all thought to themselves: "If this strange young man hadn't come out of nowhere, with this man's martial arts, even if we were waiting for it, we would not be the opponent, and we would have died terrible!"

Unfortunately, even though Xiao Yuanshan's martial arts skills are already at the top of the martial arts world, he is not inferior to the three elders of Xiaoyao, and his real fighting is even better, but he is still a little worse than Fang Ming.

The two of them turned into phantoms. After dozens of moves, Fang Ming had seen through Xiao Yuanshan's martial arts, pointed out with his left finger, and brushed Xiao Yuanshan's right arm, and used the method of sealing the acupoints. Xiao Yuanshan's right hand was immediately weak and even the internal energy in his chest was stagnant.

If Fang Ming makes up a palm at this time, he will have to give away all his ten lives!
Chapter completed!