Nine days alone

The flames were a little bit, and the noise was loud.

After walking a short distance, Fang Zhong saw the flames in the distance. There were bandits coming towards him. There were so many people that they gathered into a fire dragon.

"The bandits must have found that the caravan didn't have what they wanted, so they came after them." Fang Zhong's heart was shaken, and he accelerated suddenly, and quickly shuttled among the trees.

The most precious thing is on Shopkeeper Liu's back, those bandits will naturally not let it go, they will chase after them as soon as they find that there is no one in the caravan, and Fang Zhong can be sure that there will be more and more people, because that thing is too important , the entire army of bandits will come to fight for it.

Therefore, Fang Zhong's time was limited, and he couldn't get things quickly. It would be very dangerous to escape here.

After a while, he finally found Shopkeeper Liu and Heita, and the two rushed to the forest, apparently due to serious injuries and exhaustion.

Fang Zhong approached the two carefully, the ground was covered with bloodstains, shopkeeper Liu's face was pale, and he fell to the ground, the burden on his back was exposed, it was a purple-red wooden box with strange patterns engraved on it, Very beautiful and obviously worth a lot.

Fang Zhong had seen this kind of wooden box in Shopkeeper Liu's Fuji Firm, and it was worth 50 taels of silver. Things contained in this kind of box must be very valuable.

Shopkeeper Liu was already dead, he was breathless, and his whole body was covered in blood.

A few meters behind shopkeeper Liu, a congenital master like an iron tower fell to the ground, staring unwillingly, with dark iron chains wrapped around his body, like a black boa constrictor, which made people feel terrified and involuntarily A creepy feeling arises.

"It's great that both of them are dead." Fang Zhong was overjoyed. Shopkeeper Liu and Heita were both breathless, and they should have died suddenly from serious injuries.

The purple-red wooden box was right next to shopkeeper Liu. Fang Zhong stepped forward and picked it up. The wooden box was not big, only one foot long and half a foot wide. And there is a faint fragrance, which is refreshing.

"The wooden box worth 50 taels of silver is indeed extraordinary." Fang Zhong admired in his heart, looked at the wooden box, and found a round hole, which looked like a lock, and couldn't help being a little excited: "What is it inside? How could it attract so many people to snatch it?"

at this time--

A creepy feeling rose from the bottom of his heart, causing Fang Zhong's expression to change drastically.

Behind him, Heita, who was already dead, came back to life, with a strong body like a black bear standing there, a pair of eyes gleaming with blood, and a murderous look.

In an instant, the hairs on Fang Zhong's back stood on end. He had observed carefully just now, and Hei Tower was indeed dead, but now he suddenly came back to life, which is simply unbelievable.

A terrifying aura came from behind. The power of the innate realm powerhouse was very fierce, like a mountain, piercing through his mind, making Fang Zhong tremble all over, his bones creaked, and he felt overwhelmed under the pressure of the huge momentum , is really terrifying.

Heita's eyes were blood red, and he spoke coldly, like a ghost, and said, "Do you think I'm dead?"

Fang Zhong didn't speak, and he didn't dare to vent his breath. The other party put too much pressure on him.

"Indeed, I am already dead." Heita's voice was as cold as a knife, and said: "However, I am not reconciled, and I am not reconciled to let the fisherman benefit. So, I am alive again, and Lord Yama dare not accept me. Come back and send you Xiaoxiao to hell, killing thousands of people can change my life."

"Kill thousands of people in exchange for your own life?"

Such words made Fang Zhong feel horrified, and his heart trembled. He didn't know whether it was true or not. If it was in the past, he would have scoffed at it, but now it is different. Facts have proved that there are really gods in the dark, whether hell It really exists, he is not sure?

The aura emanating from the black tower is like the ghost of hell, very penetrating.

Fang Zhong clenched his teeth, and his whole body's energy and energy were raised to the limit. The spirit gathering array in his body started to function crazily, and a steady stream of heaven and earth spiritual energy poured into his body, and then walked along the tendons, Gathered to his hands, emitting a faint blue light.

"Do you still want to resist?" Heita's icy voice came again, and the iron chains on his body suddenly flew up, turning into a long black dragon and soaring into the sky.

"This is the only chance, kill!" Fang Zhong shouted, a three-foot-long sword light condensed out of thin air between his hands, as dazzling as blue neon, sharp and unstoppable.

boom!

The huge shock was transmitted within a radius of 20 meters, and all the trees became riddled with holes in an instant, as if they had been chopped by countless blades.

Fang Zhong's body flew back upside down, his left hand was severely fractured, and twisted into a terrifying arc. He spurted out a big mouthful of blood in the air, and his internal organs were shaking.

At the same time, Heita also took two steps back. Standing there with his sturdy body, he didn't even make a move, as if his soul had come out of his body.

"Just two steps back, the gap is so big." Fang Zhong got up from the ground, feeling a cold heart, the gap between him and the innate realm is too big, just gathered the strength of the whole body, burst out the most fierce sword glow , actually only made the opponent take two steps back.

This gap cannot be made up by any martial arts.

The feeling of danger permeated Fang Zhong's heart, spreading like water waves, which made him smile wryly: "This world is so fucking crazy. Human life is worthless, and if you have no strength, you may die every minute. It's a pity. After one year of living..."

Suddenly, Fang Zhong was stunned. He noticed something strange. After the blow just now, Heita didn't attack again, but stood there blankly.

"what happened?"

Fang Zhong looked at Heita suspiciously. He was surprised to find that the spirit in Heita's eyes was disappearing, his pupils were gradually slackening, and the breath of life was constantly passing away. He... died!

After half a minute passed, Fang Zhong didn't go forward until he was sure that the black tower was dead.

After observing Heita's body, Fang Zhong heaved a sigh of relief, secretly exclaiming that it was a fluke, because under the blow just now, the iron chain hit Fang Zhong, and the bloodthirsty blade flew out from him.

The bloodthirsty blade was hit by the iron chain in the air, changed its direction by coincidence, turned to Heita's back, and pierced into his back without him being prepared, the coquettish demonic power spontaneously The eruption killed Heita and drained his blood.

"Hey, it seems that I'm lucky. Things like this will happen. I really... don't know what to say." Fang Zhong giggled, his heart was cold, and he was terrified.

If it wasn't for that bloodthirsty blade, if it wasn't for the favor of Goddess of Luck, I'm afraid he would die here today. Facing the masters of the innate realm, he would have no chance of surviving.

Of course, luck is also a part of strength. Throughout the ages, many people were talented and amazing, but they all lost to luck, and thus the tragic hatred disappeared in the long river of history, which made people sigh.On the contrary, some people who are not as brilliant as them, relying on such a little bit of luck, eventually become the real masters of history and fight against the big waves.

.......

Pulling out the bloodthirsty blade from the black tower, Fang Zhong didn't dare to stay any longer, put away the wooden box and ran away, the fire behind him was getting brighter and brighter, and the noise of people and horses was clearly audible.

Returning to the place where Fang Zongqing was hiding, he handed the wooden box to Fang Zongqing. Fang Zhong stopped Fang Zongqing from asking, carried him on his back and ran away.

There are tens of thousands of pursuers behind, and even the leader of the fifteen-hole bandits, a strong man in the innate realm, if they catch up, the consequences will be self-evident.

For two full hours, Fang Zhong ran uninterruptedly and escaped for nearly a hundred miles, but he found sadly that the pursuers behind him not only did not decrease, but more, the horses neighed, and the flames shot up to the sky. Behind him, he felt very depressed.

"Chonger, we can't escape if this goes on." Fang Zongqing's face was pale, he was silent for a while, and said, "Let me go and escape by yourself. Without me dragging you down, your speed is enough to throw them off."

"No." Fang Zhong flatly refused, and said without hesitation: "Father, you know, it is impossible for me to do this, so there is no need to say any more."

"But....."

"Father, there's no need to say any more. At worst, we will die together. Anyway, I won't abandon you." Fang Zhong waved his hand, panting violently while holding his legs.

Running at full speed for two hours in a row, even with Fang Zhong's physical fitness, he felt endlessly exhausted. His legs seemed to not belong to him, shaking violently, and the feeling of muscle twitching was extremely strong. If it wasn't for his firm will I couldn't hold on anymore.

Suddenly, a row of sparks bloomed in the distant sky, like some kind of signal.

"What it is?"

"It seems to be a summoning signal from bandits. We saw it just now when we were escaping." Fang Zongqing's expression changed, and he asked in doubt: "Could something have happened? Otherwise, why would those bandits send out a summoning signal?"

"Something must have happened in the rear, and it's a major event." Fang Zhong's heart moved, pointing to their pursuers, and said: "Look, dad, those pursuers who chased us stopped and turned around. They To return, there must be a big problem in the rear.”

Behind Fang Zhong and the others, the pursuers who had been chasing so hard turned around and were leaving quickly, getting further and further away.

In such a situation, it was already certain that something serious must have happened behind the bandits, and it was definitely not a good thing. You could tell by their anxious looks.