square inch kill

Chapter 293 Polar Regions!

"call!"

There was a trance in the mind, and when the violent spatial fluctuations disappeared, a gust of cold wind swished in head-on, the howling cold wind poured in from the neckline, and within a breath, the exhaled gas was instantly scattered as ice slag On the ground, in just a few seconds, the exposed parts of the face and hands were covered with a layer of frost.

"boom!"

In just one breath, the true qi in Fangcun's body began to flow spontaneously, driving away the frost on his body.

Even now, Fangcun can still feel the slightest chill, and subconsciously sweeps forward, only to find that the surroundings are covered with ice and snow, and the edge cannot be seen at a glance. , the surrounding temperature is at least minus nearly 500 degrees, that is to say, the physical fitness of a square inch is far superior to that of ordinary people, and it also has the strength of a low-level peak. Dead here.

With a wry smile, Fang Cun subconsciously shrugged his shoulders, identified the location, and pondered for a moment, "Little devil, is this the place you mentioned?"

When I went to the ancient Shayu site before, Fangcun was considered to have been to the extreme north, but the temperature at that time was much milder than it is now. Otherwise, with Fangcun’s strength at that time, there would be no need to toss anything , it is not bad to be able to escape back.

"This?" With a hint of disdain in his mouth, the little devil jumped out from Fang Cun's shoulders, "This is just the outermost edge, keep going north, and pass through a seal, then you have really stepped into the circle, otherwise, Why should I make you wait until the Heavenly Rank to come again?"

"..." With a wry smile, Fang Cun shook his head helplessly, but he didn't want to dwell on this issue anymore.

"However, your luck is pretty good. You can use the random teleportation array to teleport here directly, which saves a lot of effort." With a curl of his lips, the little devil looked around and said, "Let me remind you one last time. If you break in with the strength of the ground level, the probability of your failure is definitely more than [-]%, at that time, even if you have the wings of the demon soul, you may not be able to escape."

"I never realized that you still have such a long-winded side." Fang Cun jokingly shook his head with a casual smile.

Long-winded?Hearing this comment, the little devil almost fell from the sky. Since the day it was born, no one has dared to comment on it like that.

However, the little devil didn't talk nonsense anymore. He could easily feel his heart. It was a determination to break the boat. No matter how many challenges and dangers he faced, he would never back down... !
The crunching sound of feet stepping on the snow is very clear in this quiet world.

In this wind and snow, apart from square inches, there is no half a person, nor any other living things, except for the wind and snow, it is the wind and snow, and the loneliness makes one's heart palpitate.

Of course, these are not a problem for Fangcun who has experienced the road to nothingness.

.........

Just when Fang Cun was walking alone in the extreme north, Fang Cun killed the leader of the cult in the West Desert, and was recognized by the national teacher, and the news that he was named the master of protecting the country seemed to have grown wings, and spread quickly. After traveling all over the five continents, it is conceivable how explosive this news is. For a moment, everyone was in an uproar, especially those powerful men of the heaven rank, who were so shocked that they couldn't react for a while.

The ground level kills the existence of the pinnacle of the heaven?Is this too exaggerated?Even with the Emperor Sword in hand, it is still unbelievable.

If it is said that most of the heaven-level powerhouses in the past regarded square inches as fish and meat, then this time, it undoubtedly sounded the alarm for everyone. During this period, the roles of hunter and prey may have begun to switch.

Among other things, those who were spying on the emperor's sword became a lot more honest because of this. Even if they were strong in the sky rank, few people would dare to look for the traces of Fang Cun alone.

Of course, while being scrupled by everyone, Fang Cun has also attracted the attention of more real powerhouses. Invisibly, Fang Cun has been deeply remembered in their hearts and regarded as a real threat.

After all, if such a descendant of the Emperor Sword is allowed to grow to the heavenly level, or even the peak of the heavenly realm, he might really become another Necromancer Emperor. Such a result is absolutely unacceptable to them.

Under such pressure, even the Western Desert King finally couldn't bear the pressure, and leaked the news that Fang Cun returned to the Northern Territory by borrowing the teleportation array.

This can't be blamed on the king of Ximo. The pressure is too great. The national teacher passed away, and Ximo doesn't have any top experts to support him. Blindly being tough will only bring disaster to Ximo. , had to compromise.

For a time, countless strong men rushed into the Northern Territory at the same time, digging three feet into the ground to search for traces of square inches. Unfortunately, no matter who they were, they still couldn't find the slightest clue.

The land of the extreme north is itself a blind spot in the Northern Territory. No matter how powerful it is, it is impossible to monitor it there. Most importantly, no one would have thought that Fang Cun would go there.

What's more, when Fang Cun left the West Desert, he used random teleportation instead of location teleportation, and even cut off all the clues, making it impossible for people to check. After all, the Northern Territory is really too big.

As the starting point for Fangcun to embark on the legendary road, in the Northern Territory, the reputation of Fangcun far exceeds that of any other continent. Almost everyone in the Northern Territory is familiar with the miraculous rise of Fangcun, and the younger generation regards Fangcun as an idol. Worship, in the streets and alleys, you can see young people in green shirts dressed as scholars everywhere.

"Xiao E, tell me, Mr. Fang, is he okay now?"

Standing quietly in the bamboo garden, looking to the north, Princess Hongluan asked softly.

After a moment of silence, the little girl replied, "It should be fine, the young master's temperament is free and easy, like the clouds in the sky, no one can restrain him."

After a pause, the little girl said softly, "Miss, do you hate him?"

Fang Cun regretted the marriage that day, although Hong Luan pretended to be strong on the surface, but no one knew the pain in Princess Hong Luan's heart better than the little girl, even the little girl herself, couldn't breathe because of the pain?

"Hate, I don't hate." Looking quietly at the sky, Princess Hongluan said softly, "I know, after all, I am not worthy of him. It was like this at the beginning, and it is even more so now... as you said, he It’s like the clouds in the sky, we like them, but we can’t touch them.”

Back when there was only Xuan rank, Fang Cun's blooming demeanor was enough to impress anyone, but now with the passage of time, it is even rumored that even the existence of the peak of Tian rank was beheaded by Fang Cun.For Princess Hongluan, the gap is getting farther and farther, and even if she tries to stand on tiptoe, she can't see the back of her neck at all.

"Miss, tell me... will he still remember us?" The little girl asked softly, a little absent-mindedly, staring blankly at the empty bamboo forest.

.........

"I remember, of course I remember." Holding the jug, Xiaoyaozi lay on his back on the ground in the imperial garden, and smiled lazily, "Not only I remember, I believe that kid must remember too... He promised to help you take care of it." Hongluan, as long as that bastard doesn't die, I believe he will definitely do it."

Smiling and shaking his head, the king of the Northern Territory didn't answer, but just drank heavily.

"He doesn't owe you, but he owes Hongluan." Xiaoyaozi said softly, looking silently at the slightly aged Northern Region King, "He will have to repay this love sooner or later."

"I don't want to mention this, but I still can't believe it. How did that kid do it? The strength of the leader of the cult, even if you do it yourself, Brother Dao, I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort?" Laughing Shaking his head, the Northern Territory King said softly.

"Because of the trend of the times, do you still remember Yan Luotie? That kid, since he was still weak, has been good at taking advantage of the situation, and various methods emerge in endlessly! The national teacher in Ximo is definitely not an easy person. There is no handwriting in this matter, do you believe it?" Cursing his lips, Xiaoyaozi took a sip of wine lazily and said, "I really want to know now, when that bastard comes back here again, what will happen to him?" What a sight."

"When does Brother Dao think he will come back?" Startled slightly, the Northern Territory King asked softly.

"Before the Heavenly Rank, that bastard probably wouldn't come back. He will know better than you and me what he will face when he returns to the Northern King City. If he is not fully sure, he will not come back." , there was a chill in Xiaoyaozi's eyes, and he said lightly, "I have been looking forward to this battle for a long time."

Looking at Xiaoyaozi silently, the king of the Northern Territory naturally understood that what this old friend was looking forward to was not only a small explosion, but also a battle with all his strength.

Now, even the king of the Northern Territory can no longer feel Xiaoyaozi's realm. When this old friend really shows his edge again, there must be a shocking bloody storm, just like helping him ascend to the throne.

.........

"Buzz!"

The real dragon jade pendant in his hand once again emitted a terrifying breath of a real dragon. However, this time, Fang Cun was not panicked at all, but Fang Cun was completely refined into his body with ease.

The national teacher's talk on Taoism clearly conveyed the spiritual realm in the way of preaching, and let Fang Cun truly step into another realm. Now this little bit of real dragon breath can no longer affect him at all.

For the past few days, Fang Cun has been walking alone in this extreme northern land, but the time has not been wasted at all. With the passage of time, Fang Cun has almost completely digested the Taoism taught by the national teacher.

"call!"

He let out a long breath, but a wry smile unconsciously appeared on Fang Cun's face, and silently put away the real dragon jade pendant.

"It's still a little bit... It's still too difficult to open it."

I originally thought that as long as I digested what the national teacher said, I would be at least [-]% sure to open the real dragon jade pendant under the spiritual transformation, but after real practice, I can understand how difficult it is.

It seems that there is only a little bit left, just like the last layer of window paper, but this last layer of window paper firmly blocks the square inch from the outside, there is no way to do it.

(End of this chapter)