Lord of the night.

Chapter 299

Tang Zheng suddenly showed a spiritual smile on his face, and said: "Then I will go another day, Deacon Fang, please... pay attention to safety. Haha, be nice to Deacon Zhao."

Fang Che smiled bitterly: "Get out of here."

"Good."

Fang Che also turned and left.

Tang Zheng watched Fang Che's figure in black disappear into the crowd, with a smile on his face. He turned around and continued patrolling the streets. He did not go back.

Just as Deacon Fang said.

Although your cultivation level is not high, you are walking here wearing the clothes of guarding the main hall, and the people nearby feel safe, and those in the demon sect need to consider what they want to do.

Doing things does not necessarily require high level of martial arts.

As long as you dare to do it, you can do it!

Tang Zheng now understood this sentence deeply.

Deacon Fang left, and he couldn't leave anymore. He had to keep patrolling the streets until his shift was about to end and his colleagues here came to take over.

Although he was also very scared, his heart kept pounding, lest a demon cult monster suddenly jump out.

He pressed his hand on the handle of the knife, his palms wet with sweat.

But he always kept his body upright and walked among the crowd, imitating Fang Che's appearance, with a serious face and eyes like an eagle.

Fang Che hurried to Xishan, thinking about what he would say to Zhao Ying'er tonight.

The current self is not ignorant.

He knew all Zhao Ying'er's thoughts about him.

But... Fang Che didn't dare to accept this kind of emotion no matter what.

He thought about it all the way...

……

After Zhao Yinger finished burning the paper money, he also burned the other incense candles he brought.

Then, one jar after another, they knocked away the iron-blood platform and slowly poured it in front of the grave.

The empty jar was placed behind him, to be taken away when he was ready to leave.

Already No.19.

There was sadness on her face, and she recalled every bit of the past in this cemetery of heroes.

I couldn't help but shed tears one drop at a time.

At this moment, a voice said: "Deacon Zhao, Deacon Fang hasn't come yet?"

Zhao Ying'er's expression changed.

Look up.

In the smoke, he saw a fat man standing opposite, looking at him with a smile.

It was the tavern owner.

"you!?"

Zhao Ying'er's expression changed.

Without turning around, he suddenly gathered all his cultivation with a sudden kick and kicked hard on the wine jars stacked behind him.

Suddenly, seventeen or eight wine jars flew into the sky and rolled down the mountain with a roar.

She reacted very quickly. As soon as she saw this person appear, she instantly remembered that this person had asked her who she was with when she was buying wine.

It was immediately deduced that this person's target was Fang Che.

So she made a prompt decision and immediately kicked the wine jar away and rolled down the mountain to warn Fang Che.

At the same time, she raised her hand and a rocket shot into the sky.

And a long sword was already shining coldly in his hand.

But when the rocket was halfway forward, the man opposite raised his hand slightly and flicked his fingers, causing the rocket to shatter silently.

"Who are you?" Zhao Ying'er felt her heart suddenly sink.

With just this move, she knew that the other party was definitely a master.

The lowest level is also the Marshal level, or the Wuhou level.

"I'm Lao Xia. Deacon Zhao."

The tavern owner Lao Xia looked at her with a smile. After shooting down the rocket, he ignored all her actions and didn't take it to heart at all. He said lightly: "It's useless. If that deacon Fang takes you at ease, he will find out The wine jar will definitely come too.”

"It's useless to send your rocket. It's too far away. The nearest ones stationed here can't come that fast, let alone Deacon Zhao."

He smiled slightly: "I am a Wuhou. Do you think the people who come will pose any threat to me?"

Zhao Ying'er's face turned pale: "Who are you?"

"Why do you still ask this question?"

Lao Xia smiled lightly: "Deacon Zhao, if I wasn't from the Guangming Sect, how could I be here?"

He felt a little sad and said: "Actually, I'm quite reluctant to give up. Since I entered Baiyun Continent 15 years ago, I have been selling wine peacefully. Until I broke through Wuhou recently, I have done almost nothing."

"What a pity. Who allowed your sweetheart to take over the helm of our Illuminati Sect?"

Zhao Ying'er took two steps back without leaving a trace and said, "So you want to take revenge?"

"It's not that I want revenge, but that we, the hidden stakes, have received orders to intercept and kill Deacon Fang."

Lao Xia said sadly: "From today on... I can no longer live such a peaceful life... Deacon Zhao, you have hurt me."

Zhao Yinger flashed her long sword and said in a low voice, "Then you still won't take action?"

Lao Xia was not anxious at all and said: "Deacon Fang hasn't come yet, don't be anxious."

He smiled and said: "Deacon Zhao, do you want Deacon Fang to turn around and walk away when he sees those wine jars?"

"Do you still want him... to come regardless of life and death?"

Zhao Ying'er's face turned pale: "Of course I'm leaving!"

"Then...deacon Zhao, your affection is not worth it."

Lao Xia sighed and said, "Deacon Zhao, do you know what is the most satisfying thing in the world?"

Zhao Ying'er said: "What is it?"

"In front of a couple who love each other, he first insults his woman, and then kills the man in front of this woman... Hahahaha..."

Lao Xia laughed wildly: "I like to do this kind of thing the most!"

"demon!"

Zhao Ying'er couldn't bear it anymore and took action immediately.

But it's not killing the enemy.

She pierced her heart with one sword!
Looking at the devil in front of her with beautiful eyes, Zhao Ying'er showed a sad and contemptuous smile: "You, you, also want to torture us who guard the hall?" She was only a general, facing Lao Xia, she didn't do anything at all. The power to fight back.

Not even a chance to do it.

Whether she was caught and threatened by the other party, or insulted by the other party, or watched Fang Che die with her own eyes, she was unwilling!

So she made a quick decision.

Lao Xia was shocked and hurriedly flicked the sword out, but Zhao Ying'er moved too fast and he only deflected the sword a little.

Still inserted deeply into the chest.

Zhao Ying'er exerted so much force that half of the sword tip actually came out from behind!

……

Fang Che has arrived at the entrance of the Heroic Spirit Cemetery.

Looking at the neat rows of tombs, I felt much more solemn.

He took a quick look and started walking up quickly.

Just walking...

Suddenly there was a rumble...

More than a dozen wine jars fell like rolling drums, and several of them hit the tombstones and shattered. The empty mountain echoed like muffled thunder.

Fang Che's expression changed.

Something happened to Zhao Yinger!

He immediately took out a Danyun Divine Pill and pressed it under his tongue.

Be prepared to fight for the first time!

With the long knife in his hand and his waist raised, he turned into a line of smoke and rushed forward like a ghost.

……

Lao Xia placed Zhao Ying'er in front of a pine tree, pulled out the long sword and threw it aside. He didn't care about the blood flowing on her chest and let her lean against the tree. He said with a cruel smile: "Okay, you are fierce enough! I can't play with you." , I also want you to see how your Deacon Fang died! Don’t worry, just lean on it like this, no matter you live or die, you will see it!"

Zhao Ying'er's eyes dimmed and she murmured: "Devil!..."

But her eyes were looking anxiously towards the way they came.

You don't want to come.

Don't come.

Just then...

In Zhao Ying'er's expectant eyes, something seemed to flicker in mid-air.

Lao Xia immediately stood up, holding a knife, and said loudly: "Deacon Fang, your sweetheart is dying, why don't you come out and say a few words?"

Suddenly.

In the eyes of Zhao Yinger, who was half lying down.

In the eyes of Lao Xia who was standing.

Suddenly there was a sun in the sky.Rising just under the setting sun of the western mountains!
Thousands of rays of light!

That was...a brilliant sword light!
The trend of the sun!

Sword of the Sun!

It was the sword intention left by Ningxue Sword Rui Qianshan when Fang Che was in Tianren Martial Academy!
Fang Che showed it without reservation.

The body and sword merge into one, heading straight towards Lao Xia!

There was a loud bang, and Lao Xia's body was thrown backwards. Fang Che spit out a mouthful of blood with a scream. At the same time, with a rush of spiritual power, the Danyun Divine Pill under his tongue rolled down his throat, but his body was also shocked. Fly back.

But he had already calculated the angle, and as soon as he retreated, he came directly to Zhao Ying'er's side, and without hesitation, he stuffed a Danyun Divine Pill into Zhao Ying'er's mouth.

"Swallow!"

Fang Che drank hoarsely, not daring to speak as there was medicine in his mouth.

Then he rolled his body, jumped up suddenly, kicked off his feet, and used the Sword of the Sun to unite his body and sword once again!

Just one collision, Fang Che knew it in his mind.

Marquis Wu!

The other party is definitely a Wuhou, and his rank is not very high.

But... even if the opponent's level is not high, he cannot match the strength of his current third-level handsome level.

Although he can fight beyond the level, even if he is a ninth-level handsome man, he will not feel any pressure when he kills him.

But Wuhou has crossed the great rank.

With Fang Che's current level [-] handsomeness, he still couldn't resist.

"Only one grade missing!"

Fang Che was filled with hatred.

If he were a fourth-level handsome man now, with the power of his compressed dantian spirit mist, he could kill this guy in front of him!

But now, he is at a disadvantage.

If the time to take action now is noon, and I use the power of the sun to send out the sword of the sun, the effect will be much better than now.

But now it is dusk, and the sun has almost no power.

Lao Xia was knocked back by the sword and rolled two feet away. A mouthful of blood spurted out. He immediately turned over and stood up. Fang Che's second sword had already arrived!

"What a good deacon Fang!"

Lao Xia roared angrily: "It's really hidden!"

With a flip of the sword, he attacked with all his strength.

Bang bang bang bang, in the blink of an eye, hundreds of moves have passed.

Fang Che came up unexpectedly and shocked Lao Xia, but after all, Lao Xia's background was much higher than Fang Che's. Now he was breathing calmly. Under the desperate fight, Fang Che slowly fell at a disadvantage.

This Lao Xia's moves are not as exquisite as Fang Che's swordsmanship, but they are powerful and powerful.

Fang Che's sword only needs to be blocked by his knife, and he will probably be able to fly out immediately.

Lao Xia knew this, and Fang Che also knew it.

So now Lao Xia would rather fight to get hurt and strike Fang Che with his sword first, or find a chance to block Fang Che's sword.

But Fang Che would not let Lao Xia succeed no matter what.

The long sword whistled with sword wind, and as soon as the tip of the sword was released, it hit the throat and chest.

Never let the opponent have the possibility of 'killing him with injury'!

　Oh, the monthly ticket is [-], which is still [-] short of my wish of [-] votes.it turns out! ...Is there any chance of realizing it?
　　
　
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