Ten Desolate Daluo

Chapter 987

boom!
Yang Fengzhi was about to make a move, but was held back by a monk next to him.

"Senior Brother Yang, this is the Sutra Pavilion, this kid is plotting against you." The young monk said with a dark smile.

Yang Fengzhi suddenly came to his senses, and the eyes he looked at Fang Qi suddenly became more and more fierce. He sneered, put away his palms, and said with a sneer: "That's right, Xu Fang, how dare you play tricks in front of me? But In the face of eternal strength, everything is false!"

Fang Qi was too lazy to look at the other party, but looked at the secret book in his hand with relish. The secret book in his hand changed one after another, and he started to change bookshelves to continue reading after a while.

"Young master, is this the end?" Qiuye and Chuncao were stunned.

The speed of reading this is too fast, almost turning the pages of books. Although monks read books very fast, each of these secret books is extremely exquisite. For disciples like them, they usually only find three books that are most suitable If you choose more ways to cultivate yourself, you will be greedy for more than you can chew, and it will not be beautiful.

However, Xu Fang's reading speed is even faster than turning pages!
Yang Fengzhi sneered, turned and left, leaving behind a sneer: "Xu Fang, I want to see how long you can hide in the Buddhist scriptures pavilion! Is it possible that you will never come out for the rest of your life?"

After that, he turned and left, and boarded the second floor. To him, the first floor had no meaning.

Fang Qi looked at the secret book in his hand thoughtfully. Not long after, all the bookshelves on the square on the first floor were read. These secret books were not of high level, which made him not interested. The reason why he did this was to Find a few martial arts to cover up your original martial arts.

As the sun was setting, Fang Qicai slowly walked out of the scripture storage pavilion.

"Come out!" Fang Qi suddenly stopped and said lightly.

"Junior Brother Xu Fang! When did your nose turn into a dog's nose, and you actually knew we were hiding here in advance? What luck for you!" In the lush grass, several figures suddenly jumped up, He rushed out and took a deep look at Fang Qidao.

"Yang Fengzhi, what do you want to do? Is it possible that you want to attack the same sect in the sect?" Qiu Ye frowned, and said a little annoyed.

"So what if you make a move?" Yang Fengzhi sneered, with a hint of murderous intent on his fat face, "How can I feel at ease if this kid is not dead?"

"However, what makes me strange is that the last time you were hit by my palm, it is logically impossible to survive. The true energy in your body will be burned and completely dissipated. I am very curious about how you survived. What?" Yang Fengzhi moved his fat body and smacked his lips.

Fang Qi glanced lightly at the two young guards beside Yang Fengzhi, and said lightly, "You'll know if you try it yourself?"

"My lord, this kid is really out of his mind. It's strange that he still looks calm when he's about to die, but doesn't ask you to spare his life..." A young guard next to him said with a half-smile.

"He's pretending to be an elephant with green onions!" Yang Fengzhi didn't care at all, and sneered. At the same time, he rushed forward with both hands, only to hear bursts of loud noises flying into the air, followed by a huge and illusory The figure is gathering and rushing down towards Fang Qi.

"Looking for death..." Fang Qi glanced at the other party lightly, and suddenly his fingers turned into swords.

groan!
The two girls were startled, and saw that Mr. 'Xu Fang' didn't panic at all, suddenly stretched out his sword finger, and slashed lightly in the air. Suddenly, lotus flowers bloomed in the air, and everyone suddenly felt a lotus flower blooming. The Buddha suddenly Raw clean glass feeling.

"This, this, this is the White Lotus Glazed Sword Qi?!" The two looked at each other. Without the mental method and outline, there is no way to practice. With incomplete moves and incomplete sword manuals, it is impossible to practice successfully!
The son actually practiced it?
The faces of the two were full of bewilderment. This sword technique has been placed on the first floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for so many years. No one has successfully practiced it. The young master only watched it for an afternoon. Is it so successful?

A strong sense of unreality suddenly struck, and at this moment, the sound of sword chant sounded in the void, and white lotuses bloomed one after another in the void.

puff puff-

The two young men were still looking at Fang Qi with a sneer, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, they all lowered their heads to look at themselves, but they could only see their lower body collapsing into the dust.

"How? How could his sword energy..."

The last thought of the two of them flashed away, and then they fell to the ground.

Puchi!

At the same time, the contest between Fang Qi and Yang Fengzhi was decided in an instant. Before Yang Fengzhi could use his Yangshen, Fang Qi's sword light cut off a hand in an instant, and blood gushed out!

"Get out." Fang Qi glanced at the other party lightly, and then passed by.

Yang Fengzhi's complexion suddenly changed, and he looked at Fang Qi full of resentment: "Impossible! You were beaten to death by me two days ago, how could it be possible that your cultivation has changed like this after only three days?" Earth-shaking changes?"

"who are you?!"

"You are definitely not Xu Fang! You are a spy from outside!"

"Who are you?" Yang Fengzhi's fat face trembled wildly, and his other hand tightly covered the wound, using a secret method to expel the sword energy from the wound.

He was a little dazed. Two days ago, Xu Fang could not get through three rounds with his own fist, but today he defeated him with one move?

This huge sense of gap made it difficult for him to adapt at once.

However, to his disappointment, Xu Fang ignored him at all, but glanced at him with indifferent and alienated eyes. Yang Fengzhi immediately gritted his teeth, trembling all over his body, and roared angrily:

"Xu Fang, you are courting death!"

He knew that Fang Qi was mocking him silently. With a roar, a strange wooden stake suddenly appeared in his hand. The wooden stake suddenly moved, and a strong tide of vitality erupted, flying towards the top of Fang Qi's head. To crucify him alive on the spot.

"Fulong pile?" Elder Yi glanced at the speeding wooden pile in surprise, narrowed his eyes, but shook his head immediately, "It turned out to be just an imitation, no wonder it's so much less powerful."

when!
Fang Qi felt a little interest in his heart, grabbed the wooden stake with his big hand, and immediately held the wooden stake firmly in his hand. At the same time, the spiritual thoughts in his heart tilted and fell in love like a vast ocean, and erased the other party's traces in the Fulong stake on the spot. The imprint of divine consciousness, in the Ancient God Pavilion, one cannot kill people casually, otherwise they will be expelled from the mountain, which is why Fang Qi let the other party go.

However, this time it seems that the harvest is really good.

　The state is extremely bad. I reviewed all night yesterday. I just came back and I haven’t closed my eyes yet. I feel groggy when I look at things. I’m sorry.
　　
　
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