Lord of the night.

Chapter 580: Fang Tu was scared to death [Two in one]

Duan Xi Yang currently has only this one direction.

Although it may not be the revenge he suffered, it is at least the best choice when there is no other option.

At least there is a goal.

With Duan Xi Yang's strength, he could basically go to a mountain and sweep it with his divine sense, and control the entire mountain. All the related monsters and wild beasts would be pulled and locked by his divine sense, and with one shock, no matter whether they were underground or on the surface, all would die.

Now, among the thousands of hills that Duan Xi Yang passed by, there was no weasel or similar animal left!
And he was still killing intensively on one hill after another.

It's not difficult anyway.

Since you are called the Divine Itachi Cult, then you must be related to 'Itachi'. If you don't come out, I will kill all the 'Itachi' in this world!
……

What Sun Wutian did was... Sun Wutian did nothing.

He knew his position very well: sitting in the southeast! Keeping an eye on the Death God Itachi Cult!

Therefore, as long as the God Weasel Cult doesn't show up, I will just "sit in charge" here. To put it simply, it means: do nothing.

And I'm in a bad mood.

So after Feng Yun set out, Sun Lao Mo was still sulking for a few days, and he closed his eyes for two days to adjust his breathing and recuperate. He was sure that his Hate Heaven Sword Intent would not come back.

After being stunned for a long time, he packed his things and set off from the Southeast Headquarters.

Head straight to Baixiangzhou.

Sun Wutian was not in a hurry for the families at the headquarters. He could kill them anytime when he returned!

But the most important thing now is the successor.

Hateful Sword!

As the ancestor, although he did not go to Fang Che's parents' wedding, he could not pretend not to know. It would be fine to use his resources to make a gift.

But the most important thing now is to stay with Fang Che for a few days and focus on examining this kid's Hate Heaven Sword.

This is a top priority!
And along with that, he will teach the true essence of the new Hate Heaven Sword.

Sun Wutian had mixed feelings along the way. He was filled with hatred one moment and full of longing the next. However, the more he longed for it, the more he hated the Ningxue Sword.

"Rui Qianshan! You really deserve to die... You really deserve to die!"

He cursed Ning Xuejian all the way, almost without stopping.

When he had cursed 136,518 times, which was the ninth day of the Baixiangzhou massacre, Sun Wutan also arrived at Baixiangzhou.

A strong fishy smell came towards me, as three corpse-carrying trucks were coming towards me.

On the carriage, several people looked at Sun Wutan with their eyes open and ferociously. That deadly look made Sun Wutan feel very annoyed!
"Damn it, even the dead look down on me!"

Sun Wutan coughed violently and blew some air over.

More than a dozen heads were shattered silently.

This relieves the anger.

Enter the city gate and walk forward.

"No matter if they are dead or alive, you can't glare at me! You are all spoiled! You are as annoying as Ning Xuejian!"

The city was still bustling with people, everyone was living and working in peace and contentment, many of them had smiles on their faces, as if the bloody corpse truck that just passed by had no effect on them.

"Tsk, people nowadays are so brave. In the past, there would be people all over the streets with pale faces."

What Sun Wutan didn’t know was that these people at the city gate... had already become accustomed to this kind of thing!

How far have we come today? Only six cars have gone out.

If it were a while ago, there would be six or seven hundred cars going out in a single day. Just try it!
Now we are used to it.

Sun Wutan turned a corner and entered a clothing store. When he came out, he had changed his clothes, had gray hair, and a kind face.

——I don’t know what’s going on or what’s going on in their minds, but no matter whether it’s Duan Xiyang, Sun Wutan, Yan Nan or other big demons of the Only Confucianism, as long as they are in disguise, they all have kind faces, indescribably kind.

People feel respect and friendliness at first sight.

From this point of view, if the Solitary Orthodox Church is destroyed in the future, and all the demons disguise themselves and blend into the crowd, and catch all the kind-looking people and kill them, it is estimated that the Solitary Orthodox Church can be wiped out in one fell swoop...

After walking around the city a few times, without asking any questions, he naturally walked towards where Fang Che was.

From a distance, it felt like Fang Che was practicing in seclusion, and there was an ant standing guard in front of the door...

"This is such a bad coincidence."

Sun Wutan turned around and found an inn nearby to stay. He felt Fang Che practicing martial arts. Through his spiritual sense, he could clearly feel that Fang Che was refining the blood evil energy, and it was already coming to an end.

"It looks like he just killed a lot of people. No wonder he needs to refine the blood evil energy."

Sun Wutian frowned: "But this bastard is so blatantly refining evil spirits here, isn't he afraid of being targeted?"

In an instant, his divine sense spread throughout the city, and he made a surprising discovery.

There is actually only one super master in Baixiangzhou now, and he is almost undetectable deep underground. There are no other super masters!
The Ningxue Sword, the Qinglong Knife, the Fengyun Stick... they are all gone!

This surprised Sun Wutan.

Where have all these guys gone?

Why isn't anyone here? This is abnormal!
Sun Wutian twisted his beard, a little puzzled. In this way, no one could detect Fang Che's movements, and he was safe.

But why are they not here? What are they doing?

In this case, as long as I want, I can wipe out all the people in Baixiangzhou by myself, right?
Thinking of the cruelty, he couldn't help but grin, and a hideous smile suddenly appeared on his kind face.

The corpse transport vehicle outside the city arrived at the mass grave.

The driver came down to carry away the body.

"This isn't right... Why are there a dozen heads missing?"

The driver was sweating profusely: "Did this thing fall on the road?"

This is no small matter. If you lose a dozen heads while transporting corpses, what are you doing? Wouldn't it scare people to death?

The driver was unable to carefully search through the grass along the way, and he found nothing even after going back. He also found nothing when he asked others.

"This is... really weird! The severed head ran away by itself?"

……

Just as Sun Wutan settled down in Baixiangzhou.

Tianwang Xiao also came to the forest outside the city.

He didn't have Sun Wutan's ability to use his spiritual power to monitor the entire city without being discovered, so he circled around Baixiangzhou.

"It's not dangerous."

Tianwang Xiao came to the conclusion.

But there's something strange about it.

Because, I could vaguely sense the aura of... Sikong Ye.

"Could it be that that guy has also come to Baixiangzhou? Is it such a coincidence?"

Tianwang Xiao disguised himself in the forest outside, dressed himself up as a gentle and kind-looking man with a harmless look, and walked into Baixiangzhou in a graceful manner, waving a folding fan.

Then he asked around and came towards the guarding hall.

Because Fang Tu is here.

Then, he chose an inn not far from the town hall, asked for a room on the top floor, and stayed there.

Being high above the ground, you can always see what's going on over there.

Although the distance is a bit far, it does not hinder movement.

"Wait."

Tianwang Xiao crossed his legs and lay on the bed.

To him, it was nothing.

I'm just a butcher, a nobody. It's just a matter of a wave of my hand.

……

Yinshen Gong has returned to the Yixin Sect headquarters, but he is still in a bad mood. He is in a very low mood!

When he reported to Yan Nan that he had returned to the headquarters, he was actually scolded.

"You made such a mistake, and you are the leader of a subordinate sect! Where is your dignity?"

Yin Shengong lost his temper after being scolded.

He also found out.

As long as he didn't report the news about the Night Demon to the deputy chief leader, he would basically be scolded.

It's been several days since I came back.

He closed his eyes, but An Ruoxing was still cursing in front of him: "Yin Shen Gong! You damn devil!"

"Hey!"

Yin Jingu became a little sentimental.

Moreover, he no longer called Mu Linyuan and others when he drank, and often drank by himself.

It can be seen that the mood has been depressed to a certain extent.

I was drinking that day when Yan Nan suddenly sent me a message.

"I remember you said that Night Demon is practicing Blood Smoke Hand now, right?"

"Yes, Deputy Chief."

"Well, there are not many people practicing Blood Smoke Hand in the sect now, and there is no one in the upper echelons. I have the complete Blood Smoke Hand manual here. I will send someone to deliver it to you. Please give it to Night Demon."

"Thank you, Vice-Chief."

"Also, there are arrangements made by our sect in the Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits. After the great war, evil spirits were everywhere, and blood evil was everywhere, so our sect set up an array there and cultivated some blood dragon ginseng. It was originally prepared for Sun Wutan, but now Sun Wutan can't use it, let alone others. I'll have someone give you the secret land token, and you can give it to Ye Mo as well, so that he can go and get the Blood Smoke Hand and Hateful Sky Sword to assist in his practice. It can be regarded as some benefits our sect has given him."

Yan Nan had mixed feelings when he told the news.

Those things were cultivated by taking advantage of the situation. Sun Wutian fell there, and it was also a chance of life and death. As long as Sun Wutian is resurrected, the blood dragon ginseng will be old enough, so let Sun Wutian take all of it, and then match it with the divine Wuxiang Jade after resurrection, and push the Hate Heaven Sword to its true peak in one fell swoop.

In this way, a super master appeared in the sect, who could even reach an absolute height higher than Duan Xiyang and approach the level of the chief leader!

Yan Nan has been setting up this scheme for five thousand years!

I never dreamed that Sun Wutian would be destroyed as soon as he appeared. I am so exhausted from complaining!
But now that Night Demon has appeared, Yan Nan has new ideas: because Night Demon's qualifications are much stronger than Sun Wutan's!
Moreover, he is a descendant of the Hate Heaven Sword. Even if Ye Mo does not have the divine Formless Jade, with such targeted training, it is certain that he will surpass Sun Wutan in two or three thousand years!

"It can only be considered a lucky coincidence. What else can I do? That thing is really useless to others. It is only suitable for Sun Wutian's Hateful Heaven Sword."

Yan Nan thought helplessly in his heart.

"I thought five thousand years would be enough, but it turns out I have to wait at least two thousand years..." Yan Nan was furious but couldn't vent his anger.

"Yes, thank you, Deputy Chief." Yinshen Palace was overjoyed. The Night Demon had come to benefit again!
This really excites me more than giving me welfare!

"Go."

Yinshen Palace waited for three full days before the envoy from the headquarters arrived.

After getting the things, Yinshen Palace didn't even look at them and directly gave them to Mu Linyuan: "Go and give these things to Ye Mo, and then let him act according to the circumstances and get the benefits."

"Yes, Master. You... should also take care of your health and not be overly troubled by the past."

Mu Linyuan was a little worried and said, "It's been so many years... It's time to let it go. Besides... He is the guardian."

Yin Shen Gong smiled sadly and waved his hand: "Go."

At night, he sat on the top of the mountain where the Yi Xin Sect was headquartered, looking at the stars in the sky.

What echoed in my mind was Mu Linyuan’s words: He is the guardian!

"Yeah, even if she wasn't dead, there's no possibility of that happening...but who made her die?" Yin Shen Gong murmured to himself.

"Mountains cannot stop the white clouds from crossing, and the vast ocean cannot measure a heart; back then, on the road of life and death, I have been wandering and hesitating until now."

"That stretch of road... I am still walking back and forth alone. There is no starting point, and there is no end point. The entire journey is 370 miles, from the time you saved me to the time you died."

"I can't get out, it's impossible to get out, and I don't want to get out."

"So even after becoming a demon, you still have this kind of emotion. Yinshen Palace, you have lived in vain for so many years."

But no matter what, Master Yin is in this state, and I'm afraid he won't be able to get out of this state of mind and emotions in a short period of time...

Mu Linyuan left the headquarters that night.

He was alone, so the target was much smaller. Besides, he seldom showed up in public, so he changed his appearance, altered his body shape, and facial features, and went out openly, all the way to Baixiangzhou.

……

It was not until the evening that Fang Che walked out of the bedroom refreshed, wearing loose pajamas and cooking for himself.

A little hungry.

Not only was he not served today, but he had to cook and serve Ye Meng himself. Captain Fang felt that he was a good man who loved his wife.

Moreover, when he brought the porridge into the room, Ye Meng scolded him angrily.

"Animals!"

Livestock are just livestock.

Fang Che did not take it as an offense at all, but was rather complacent about it.

He took the knife and went to the yard to start meditating.

Then, he once again began to merge the bloody evil energy and the fierce evil energy.

Race against the clock.

Suddenly, a voice came into my ears: "You started playing with women right after you came out of retreat, and you've been playing with them for three hours? You good-for-nothing! Do you still have some ambition?!"

I grass!

Fang Che almost jumped up in fear.

Sun Wutan’s voice!

Why is he here!? The key question is... when did he come? Did he sense the bloody aura? Did he recognize him?

This node is so bad! I was digesting your evil spirit and you popped out! !

He jumped up in a panic, muttering, "Ancestor... Ancestor?"

Sun Wutian cursed angrily: "Can't you hear my voice? Why are you afraid of me? Can I eat you? Look at your impetuous look, did you take the time to lick a woman's belly?"

Fang Che was still in shock, but he slowly came back to his senses, grinning and was about to speak.

"Are you stupid? Who are you talking to now? I am still so far away from you! You want to talk to me now? Where's your brain!?"

Fang Che quickly shut up, with a look of panic on his face. He looked around and raised his head: "..."

"What the hell!?"

Sun Wutian scolded: "Calm down!"

"..."

Fang Che had no choice but to lower his head, looking calm, then raised his head, holding the knife, pretending to be practicing sword skills calmly.

"Look at your stiff posture, you look like a zombie that has been buried in the ground for three thousand years! What a mess!"

Sun Wutian’s curses continued.

Like a string of cannonballs.

Fang Che was scolded all the time and he was almost numb from being scolded.

Neither standing nor sitting.

People are stupid.

Then Sun Wutan’s cursing was like a raging river, coming madly.

"Are you stupid? Why are you so stupid? How could your master like someone like you when you are so stupid?!"

"Why are you sticking your neck out?! Are you a goose?"

"Calm down!"

"You are so impatient and unstable. What are you doing as an undercover agent?"

"What are you shaking for? Why are you shaking for? Why do you look like you've seen a ghost?!"

"..."

Fang Che kept cursing in his heart.

Damn it, I just came out and the bloody evil energy was merging with your evil energy, and then you appeared.

If I didn’t see a ghost, then what did I see?

Take a deep breath and force yourself to calm down.

The problem is that Sun Wutian beside my ear is like an old mother, chattering one sentence after another...

I am really a little upset and can't calm down.

Sun Wutian was also a little annoyed: "How come you...dog meat can't be served at the main table...you should go and have a rest. I'll be in the inn outside your garrison hall. Find a way to come out and see me at night."

Fang Che looked at the sky.

Saw the sky full of stars.

Is this... is this actually daytime?
"I'm talking about tomorrow night! What's the point of you coming out tonight when your legs are weak?"

Sun Wutian said impatiently: "Don't play with women tonight, take a day off tomorrow and come back quickly!"

Fang Che was sweating profusely.

After what happened to you, knowing that you were listening right next to me, I can't even get hard even if you give me the courage.

What else are you playing!

Fortunately, the old devil Sun Wutan was now even more impatient than Fang Che, so he just lay down without saying anything.

Fang Che finally felt himself waking up from his daze.

A forehead full of sweat.

This shock was unprecedented.

Wiping the sweat off his face, he walked into the room trembling a little and sat down.

I just felt the chair under my butt was instantly wet with sweat.

He was not afraid of anything else, but he was most afraid of one thing: the evil spirit that was just being fused once belonged to Sun Wuotian.

The bloody evil spirit belongs to the blood demon.

Just as these two forces began to merge, Sun Wutian's voice appeared...

Fang Che thought nervously.

"My fear...although it's a little outrageous, but as a descendant of a different generation, it's normal for me to suddenly hear the voice of my ancestor. So from Sun Wutian's voice, I can tell that he didn't see through it."

"On the contrary, this fear made him feel dissatisfied and disappointed with his parents, so he used it as a sufficient excuse and cover for his "young age and lack of experience"."

"So today we barely escaped any danger. If the old devil really recognized something, he would have taken action just now. He wouldn't care about guarding the palace."

Thinking of this, Fang Che felt relieved.

Then I started to reflect: "I was still in an unstable state of mind and couldn't keep my composure. When faced with an emergency, I wasn't calm enough. I could have panicked for a while, and then calmed down and dealt with it calmly."

But I know it in my heart.

Sun Wutian was like a chatterbox, chattering incessantly, and cursing in a very harsh voice... Logically and emotionally, one should have been terrified at that time.

Fang Che didn't think his fear was wrong.

But what he was not satisfied with was that his fear and panic came from the heart and was not pretended!
This made him very dissatisfied with himself.

Very dissatisfied!

"Why are you so worthless!"

Fang Che silently twisted his leg.

I don’t dare to slap him because it makes too much noise. What if the devil is still monitoring me?
Ye Meng asked from the side: "What's wrong with you? Why are you sweating so much?"

"Maybe I was too tired just now..." Fang Che said silently.

"..."

Ye Meng blushed and said angrily, "You...you...what nonsense are you talking about? You have no shame..."

Fang Che sighed, and lay on the bed with his arms and legs spread out, saying, "To know shame... you have to be alive to know shame... Go to sleep, I'm really exhausted today..."

……

Over the course of one night, Fang Che mobilized all of his soul power, trying to fuse the two pieces of divine formless jade together.

At the same time, he silently practiced his skills, trying to integrate the blood evil and fierce evil as much as possible.

He lay on the bed, motionless, but the energy and spiritual power in his body were secretly working at full capacity.

One night and one day were his last time.

An old devil like Sun Wutian still has to maintain some dignity, especially since he is the descendant of the previous generation. Since I said I would meet him tomorrow night, I will definitely not come to monitor him tonight.

Even if it is monitored, the spiritual consciousness will not descend directly, so it is impossible to detect the movements of one's own sea of ​​consciousness and the actions of soul power.

Fang Che pushed hard. Even if it moved forward a little bit, it would still be a safe distance.

He did not regret not working hard in the past few days, because he had worked so hard in the past few days!

Day two.

The whole city is still under rectification.

Mo Ganyun and others were busy all night, so they sat down for a while and then ran out again.

Before leaving, he came to Fang Che to ask, and Ye Meng replied: "The retreat has not yet ended. Although it is nearing the end, my state of mind is unstable and I have entered into meditation again."

Everyone understands the situation of "unstable state of mind after retreat". If it is not handled properly, it may affect one's progress throughout life.

So they quickly told the boss to have a good rest, and then the seven of them went out without stopping.

Starting from early morning, Fang Che once again went through a day of hard training.

His sea of ​​consciousness was almost boiling because of him.

The two pieces of divine formless jade have reached the point where they are stuck together. If you want to take them out, it will take a lot of force to separate them.

But these were still two separate pieces of jade after all. Fang Che felt that it was still a little unstable.

Only when he is completely integrated into one can he feel absolutely sure.

The only thing that made Fang Che feel a little relieved and surprised was... his blood burning technique had inexplicably been cultivated to the top level!
But this kind of thing made Fang Che speechless.

Because in the past few days, he had never practiced the Blood Burning Technique! He hadn't even thought about it.

His main attack direction and spiritual thoughts have always been on various attacks, the training of swords, spears, swords and halberds, blood smoke hands, night demon magic skills, night nightmare magic skills, etc.

All offensive aspects are being strengthened desperately.

He didn't even pay much attention to defense, let alone the blood-burning technique that was specifically used to escape.

But... somehow he managed to practice the Blood Burning Technique, which is useless except for escaping, to the highest level. How was that?

(End of this chapter)