God of Life and Death

"Phantom Legion? Good!"

Fang Yue's eyes widened, rejoicing.

The Phantom Legion is the world of the Fang family. At that time, he no longer has to worry about others making things difficult!

"Who is Fang Yue, get out for Laozi!"

A fierce roar sounded. Sounds through the wild, like a lion roaring!

The visitor is a purple-clothed boy, with a long body and a cold face. There are traces of purple aura on his body, and he is very proud and arrogant!

Behind him are two strong men and three servants!

It was one of the black-faced burly guys who had shouted before. He was burly in shape and more than two meters tall. He was carrying a hammer in each of his hands. He was extremely heavy. As long as he fell, he would definitely end up with a broken tendon.

All these six are military commanders!

Especially the purple-clothed boy has reached the realm of a senior general. The two strong men behind him are all intermediate generals, and the three old slaves are all at the level of junior generals!

"who are you?"

Fang Yue was wary, he looked at this team.

The blood of these people is strong, like a red ocean, and each one has an air of temperament, like a fairy in the dust!

"Ziyue Dongtian, Zhang Huaiyue! Zuo Jun is my junior brother! I heard that you caused my junior brother to lose his official position, and I was recalled to Kyoto to wait for trial, so I came here to vent my anger for him!"

The purple-clothed boy has a sweet smile, like a harmless boy next door.

But Fang Yue felt a feeling of being stared at by a poisonous snake in his smile!

He is unkind, and once he does it, he will definitely not be as harmless as the smile on his face.

"It's my fault for your junior brother! He was out of luck. During his tenure, someone happened to escape from prison!"

Fang Yue retorted. He really didn't want to work with the purple-clothed boy.

Because of his talent, facing the purple-clothed boy, the outcome is actually predictable.

"Regardless of the passage, I only hope you will give me an explanation from Ziyue Dongtian! Seeing that your attitude is good enough, abolish martial arts, and cut yourself off. I can consider letting you make a living."

The purple-clothed boy's voice was very soft. As if just talking about a trivial thing.

Fang Yue's face changed slightly.

Seeing that the purple-clothed boy is young, his heart is so vicious.

"Do you think it is possible to agree?"

Fang Yue sinking his face, he secretly took the nine-stroke flag from the stone pendant.

The purple-clothed boy didn't regard Fang Yue as the same thing.

"If you don't agree, then you can only let my people take your life! Ziyue Dongtian is quite famous in the country of Yan, and you can sit with the royal family! This time, my brother must have an accident. Give me an explanation to Ziyue Dongtian, so as not to damage my reputation!"

The purple-clothed boy told the truth.

He was not afraid that Fang Yue would know.

Even if there were a total of five generals behind Fang Yue, Zhang Huaiyue didn't take them seriously.

They are true cultivators, and they have gradually escaped from the mortal world and have immortal energy.

What is Fang Yue?

It's just an eye-catching ant! In fact, he came this time without Zuo Jun's request.

It was just because I passed by occasionally and heard about it, so by the way, Fang Yue paid some price.

I warn the world that the people of Ziyue Cave can not be provoked by just a cat or dog!

"The young master doesn't have to be angry! The old slave can clean him with one hand!"

Behind Zhang Huaiyue, a servant in gray clothes walked out, his feet fell, and gray smoke was swirling around. The gray smoke was actually corroding the earth.

If it falls on people, the final result can be imagined!

"I will fight you!"

Behind Fang Yue, a Fang family elder shouted angrily.

Ziyue Dongtian was too arrogant, and he actually took the second son of their Fang family to set up a blood sacrifice.

"The elders don't have to take action! It's just a servant, it's not worth dirtying your hands! Let me, a junior, take care of him!"

Fang Yue walked out with a hint of pride in his tone.

Since it is destined to be an enemy, there is no need to be too humble!

"Bone Breaker!"

The servant of Ziyue Dongtian took the initiative and snapped a pale hand to Fang Yue's collarbone.

His palms were dry and his skin was wrinkled like a chicken paw.

Unfortunately, there are no pickled peppers!

The pity thoughts in Fang Yue's mind flashed away.

His cultivation base has been advancing by leaps and bounds recently, but he has never had a chance to fight. This time, he decided to take it seriously and see how strong he really is.

Boom!

Fang Yue took off the small iron behind him, and the bottom of the pot called Ziyue Dongtian's servant's claw.

I don't know how much steel metal was eaten, Xiao Tie's body has undergone qualitative transformation!

It is extremely hard, hard to damage with swords, and not invaded by water or fire!

The claws of the servant of Ziyue Dongtian hit Fang Yue's iron pan, and the servant's claws cracked! Shattered three bones!

"Ah! Daring Rat, you hurt me?!"

The old slave of Ziyue Dongtian was furious for a while. He looked at Fang Yue and shouted!

A senior warrior, in his opinion, should be caught in his hand.

Unexpectedly, he was injured as soon as he fought.

This is a great shame to him, even if he is a servant in the Ziyue Cave, it is not comparable to or comparable to Fang Yue!

"Baoshan Seal!"

The old slave of Ziyue Dongtian made another move, his old face was gloomy and his hands were knotted.

A phantom of a tall and towering mountain congealed out. This mountain is as real as it is, and it is depressing to breathe!

This is the killer of the old slave, and few people in the realm of the military commander can practice this imprint.

The mountain peaks are majestic, irresistible, as long as they are really hit, they will inevitably become a pool of flesh!

"Fang Yue, die!"

The old slave's eyes widened, and the shadow of the mountain fell suddenly!

Fang Yue grasped Xiaotie's handle with both hands and fought hard, exhausting all his strength to crush the phantom of the mountain.

Boom!

Fang Yue's hands exerted strength, and the phantom shadow of the mountain burst suddenly!

"This is impossible!"

The old slave roared.

He seemed to see some kind of incredible scene.

The Baoshan Seal is his greatest pride and pillar. Not to mention a high-level warrior, even an intermediate-level warrior, after encountering the Baoshan Seal, it may not be easy to resist.

But his seal of holding a mountain was actually scattered by Fang Yue!

This is as ridiculous as an ant shaking a mountain!

"The true seal of the mountain, the ultimate in cultivation, can form thousands of mountains, endless! That is a world of mountain peaks, unless the fairy comes to the dust, otherwise it cannot be resisted. Your seal of the mountain is fake. It's just the fur, and even the shadow of a mountain is so vaguely condensed, this move is not worthy of being called a seal of the mountain!"

Fang Yue had read Laogui's book, which recorded his travel experience in the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

Every secret technique, every technique, is all intact, the most high and holy, these incomplete versions of mortal dust are full of flaws in his eyes, and they are extremely clumsy!

The old slave vomited blood!

His face is pale!

He was actually despised by a mortal! This caused his internal organs to be damaged, and he almost died of anger.

"Old slave fights with you!"

The old figure burst out with the last light, and he wanted to die with Fang Yue, in order to wash away the shame in his heart.

Fang Yue glanced at him contemptuously.

A guy who even broke his Dao heart is no longer worthy of being his opponent.

Fang Yue's palm was shot, and it fell on the old slave's heavenly spirit cover!

Plasma splashes.

The old slave's head burst like a watermelon, red and white things scattered all over the place, the scene was extremely bloody!

"Fang Yue, do you know what you did?"

Zhang Huaiyue looked at Fang Yue's face as cold as frost.

Although there is no shortage of military commanders in Ziyue Dongtian, it is definitely not everywhere.

Although this old slave is responsible for protecting his safety, he also needs to pay a huge price because of a small incident!

Fang Yue moves his muscles and bones.

Recalling the feeling of fighting just now. He feels underestimating himself! Ordinary junior generals are no longer his opponents.

He underestimated his combat power. The source of the three powers is the celestial scriptures, and any one of them is supreme and will last forever. It is definitely not comparable to the power of ordinary exercises.

Any single scripture alone is enough to make him leapfrog.

The three powers refined from the three classics made his power stronger.

"Of course I know what I am doing. You people in Ziyue Cave have no way to kill people in the street. I just killed an old dog under your guard!"

Fang Yue completely spared it.

The relationship between the two parties has been completely broken and irreparable.

"You killed my people in Ziyue Cave Sky, you must pay for his life, my people in Purple Moon Cave Sky can kill you, but if you move half of his hair, death is inevitable!"

Zhang Huaiyue roared frantically, his hair was furious, and the whole figure resembled a lion with curly hair.

"You have the ability to single out!"

Fang Yue hooked his fingers, full of provocation.

Zhang Huaiyue snorted coldly: "You don't deserve to let me take action, Jiang Yue killed him!"

Zhang Huaiyue sent a big man under him with two-handed bronze hammers. He was an intermediate general, and his realm was two levels higher than Fang Yue.

The border is like a mountain.

The gap in the realm of the first level is already extremely obvious, and there is a two-level difference, and no one can make up.

A cold light bloomed in Zhang Huaiyue's eyes, and Fang Yue was dead.

Facing an intermediate general, he didn't even have the qualification to escape!

Fang Yue also felt the pressure on that big man. That is a kind of trembling millet from the soul.

Cultivation is equivalent to the transformation of life again and again, from the mortal to the immortal. The process of this is difficult to describe and cannot be predicted!

"Come and die!"

The big man's voice was deep and thick, full of a sense of oppression. He roared like a thunder rolling, and every character made Fang Yue's chest stuffy.

"This is what you forced me!"

Fang Yue looked at the strong man with an angry expression on his face.

This Huaiyue was really determined to kill him, and it actually sent a strong man two levels higher than him to shoot.

If this spreads, even if it wins, Ziyue Dongtian's face will be dull.

"Fang Yue, let me come! This level of battle is no longer something you can participate in!"

The elder of the Fang family stood up again, and he was also an intermediate general. He might lose to the Dahan in a battle, but there should be no problem in protecting his life!

"No! I want to turn a piece of land into their graveyard!"

Fang Yue's voice was indifferent and he laughed and joked in the daytime, and Sapo was completely different.

He is really angry this time!

"The people at the Ziyue Gate are not abiding by the rules. I think only the dripping blood is the best lesson for them!"

Fang Yue's voice was cold, like a life-deathing voice from hell.

He put down the iron pot in his hand and replaced it with a slender sword!

The surface of the sword shone with a blue luster. It smells like the ocean.

This is a warrior-level weapon that Fang Yue bought from the military merits of the Apocalypse Legion. There is a hint of ocean breath in it.