I am a dead man, why should fairies die for me?

The reason why he directly killed him was because he knew that what happened today was destined to be unforgettable, and he also knew that the flying sword could not really kill the man. It was mainly to test out the old man behind the man.

At this time, the noble master had already taken action.

In the early stage of Yuanhai realm, one can indeed be called a genius.

He used a sword move with many variations. One sword was like a hundred swords. It was hard to distinguish the true from the false. It went straight to the key points on Fang Ling's body. He seemed to be confident about facing a Purple Fetus Realm monk. If he couldn't If you win with one move, you might as well be reincarnated and practice again.

The old man closed his eyes and rested his mind.

There was no reaction on Ji Siwang's face. He never took the reckless man in black seriously. He just stared at the little girl. He was wondering what was so special about this little girl's physique that would make that person with a huge background... Your young master took the initiative to find you.

Fang Ling took a step forward and stabbed out with his sword.

Between Lightning and Flint.

puff……

Fang Ling was hit with a sword on his left shoulder and left abdomen, but the sword in his hand also penetrated deeply into the heart of the noble master.

Fang Ling looked calm. This was the best solution he had thought of. When the idea came to him, he made a decision in an instant and decisively took the opponent's two swords.

Fang Ling didn't care about the injuries on his body. He knew that the noble young master was actually not dead yet.

Injury for injury?

No, from the beginning, Fang Ling was determined to exchange death for death.

Never delay.

He directly grabbed the little girl's arm and rushed out of the bookstore before she could react.

Old Man Yu smiled with relief and gratification.

The noble prince has fallen down, with the long sword still stuck in his heart. He looked at the blood flowing out, his face was bloodless, and his mind was blank.

Is it possible that he is going to die?

With his status, how could he die so easily...

The withered old man had used his magical power to temporarily stop the noble master's injuries with a solemn expression, and then gave the noble master a pill. However, he was still not out of danger. The sword contained extremely powerful sword intent, and in his heart pulse It was extremely difficult to plunder, so he couldn't pull out the sword easily, otherwise the noble master's breath would really be broken.

He snorted coldly, "It's really vicious."

The old man thought of the young master's father, took a deep breath, no longer hesitated, and used a certain secret technique to forcefully extend the young master's life. In an instant, his whole body became weak.

In this case, he would no longer be able to pursue Fang Ling and the other two.

This is also the most important reason why Fang Ling did not kill the noble master directly.

Ji Siwan, who was carrying a sword on his back, said calmly: "I'm going to catch them."

His tone was calm, as if he was stating the facts, and he obviously didn't think he would fail.

After saying that, he disappeared from the bookstore.

At the same time, Old Man Yu had lost his breath.

......

Fang Ling's principle is to never actively cause trouble. He is not a righteous person with a heart, and he definitely doesn't like to meddle in other people's affairs.

But seeing the little girl's white hair and her temperament that was very similar to Qiu's childhood, she still chose to take action.

Fang Ling had no regrets. He had anticipated all possible consequences before taking action.

If you don't take action, it will be against your true intentions.

Fang Ling took the little girl and fled straight out of Xiaocang Town. On the way, the little girl remained silent and didn't say a word.

Three days passed, and when Fang Ling saw that the old man never caught up, he knew that he had deliberately left the noble young man to breathe, and it had worked.

At night, Fang Ling took the little girl to find a place to rest temporarily.

The little girl sat on the stone, hugging her legs, looking at the bonfire in front of her, dazed, and asked: "Is my grandpa... dead?"

This was the first time she spoke in three days.

Fang Ling, who was closing his eyes to recover his spiritual power, opened his eyes, nodded slightly and said, "Yes."

The little girl's eyes were a little red, and she said with a cry: "I know, sir, you couldn't take grandpa away at that time. I know, I'm just... a little sad. I don't understand why such a thing happened. Grandpa and I What did I do wrong..."

Fang Ling remained silent.

After a while, the little girl wiped the corners of her eyes, knelt down and kowtowed to Fang Ling, stayed up for a long time, and said softly: "Master, thank you for saving me. Xiaoqing will always remember this kindness, but I still want to ask for help." One thing about you, I want to practice with the young master, and hope that I can take revenge with my own hands in the future."

Fang Ling did not let the little girl get up, but asked: "What's your name?"

"Yu Xiaoqing."

"I don't like trouble."

Yu Xiaoqing pursed her lips.

Fang Ling said calmly: "So, I will not be your master, but I will teach you how to practice. As for how much you can learn, it depends on you."

Yu Xiaoqing's lips trembled, but silently.

......

Fang Ling and the little girl named Yu Xiaoqing did not leave Xiaocang Town too far, they just hid in the surrounding mountains. Fang Ling did not forget his original purpose. He could not really leave like this.

He knew that someone had been following his trail, but as time passed, the other party would always give up.

Just be patient.

Regarding Yu Xiaoqing, although Fang Ling promised to teach her how to practice, he didn't know how to do it specifically. What he was best at was killing people. Should he just teach her how to kill people?

But Yu Xiaoqing looked at him eagerly every day.

Fang Ling had no choice but to give her a book of superior sword techniques and let her practice them first. Yu Xiaoqing took it very seriously as if she had found a treasure. When she encountered something she didn't understand, she would come to ask Fang Ling.

This kind of thing was the first time for Fang Ling, so he could only get used to it slowly.

On the other hand, he didn't see anything special about Yu Xiaoqing's physique, and he didn't know why those people wanted to kidnap her.

Yu Xiaoqing's cultivation speed can only be said to be average, and his current cultivation level is only at the early stage of the Body Tempering Realm. However, his progress in the practice of sword techniques is not bad.

Another month has passed, and Fang Ling has decided to take Yu Xiaoqing back to Xiaocang Town.

When he was approaching Xiaocang Town, Fang Ling saw a figure on the road ahead.

If nothing else, they should be waiting for him.

Fang Ling stopped.

Ji Siwang, one of the ten young people in Shanhaizhou, looked at Fang Ling and said two words expressionlessly.

"Ants."

Chapter 38 The genius of Shanhaizhou

Ants?

There was no turmoil in Fang Ling's heart.

Ji Siwang's eyes were filled with condescending contempt. Judging from his title in Shanhaizhou, there seemed to be nothing wrong with such a gesture.

Ji Siwang said calmly: "The man you almost killed was called Liu Fangshu. He himself was nothing, but his father Liu Kan was a Yin-Yang monk. Although he was only a casual cultivator, he was in the Yin-Yang Realm of Shanhaizhou. Among the monks, his combat power is enough to rank among the top five.

"Because of your reckless behavior, I almost got implicated. If Liu Fangshu really died, everyone present at the time would have to be buried with him. Fortunately, he finally left a life, but I still have to If you take him back, there is nothing you can do. Who gave him a good life? If his life is not good enough, then he can only have good talent."

"Why do you, a lowly ant with bad luck and mediocre talents like you, have to cause more trouble? What do you think you mean?"

"I've seen people like you a lot. They're all pretentious and nosy, but ants are just ants. Do you think the Shangqing Sect can really take a liking to someone like you?"

After Ji Siwan finished speaking, Fang Ling asked Yu Xiaoqing next to him to stay away. Yu Xiaoqing looked worried, but still obeyed.

Naturally, he had no intention of answering Ji Siliang.

Just because I really don't care.

The sword intention rose instantly, and a shocking wave was already used.

"If you are so eager to seek death, I can help you."

Ji Siwang's eyes were extremely cold. He pulled out the sword he was carrying and raised the tip of the sword forward. It was like a scorching sun appeared, dazzling with light, and then exploded!

boom!

Fang Ling retreated straight away, grabbing Yu Xiaoqing's shoulder on the way, retreating again and again until he was a hundred meters away.

But Ji Siwang stood still and didn't move at all.

Yu Xiaoqing said worriedly: "Brother Fang, are you okay?"

Fang Ling shook his head. He was worthy of being one of the ten young people in Shanhaizhou. His general strength had been tested. He was in the middle stage of Yuanhai realm. He had learned the royal sword and understood the meaning of the sword, but it was even more important. The move just now, It is formed by the direct explosion of the released sword energy due to the circulation of special energy.

Such a young person in the middle stage of the Yuan Hai Realm is of course rare, and he has a solid foundation and extremely outstanding combat power. No wonder he is so arrogant.

However, compared to Song Chanyi or the already dead Chen Jie, they are still inferior.

But it is indeed quite difficult for Fan Ling now.

Cross-level fighting is not very effective against those who are true geniuses. The slightest difference will be magnified to the extreme.

Ji Siwang's reputation is not in vain.

If Fang Ling wants to exchange death for death again, I'm afraid it won't work.

Ji Siwan walked forward slowly and said casually: "If you are sensible, it is better to give up resistance."

Fang Ling took out a gourd from the space ring. The gourd was purple-gold in color and the size of a palm. This was the magic weapon that fell from the sky before and caused Fang Ling to be chased by five monks in the Tongxu Realm.

The gourd is called a Qi-nourishing gourd, and most of the strange Qi in the world can be absorbed into it, such as spiritual Qi, evil Qi, dragon Qi, sword Qi, etc.

This is a rare treasure, so it attracted the attention of five Tongxu Realm monks at that time.

But now, all the Qi Nourishing Gourd is filled with sword Qi.

Fang Ling opened the mouth of the gourd and pointed it at Ji Siwang with a calm expression. Since Ji Siwang liked to use sword energy, he would give him a whole river of sword energy.

Ji Siwan had stopped at this time.

The torrent of silver sword energy continuously pours out from the gourd mouth, as if it has turned into a Milky Way, so vast and dazzling.

Ji Siwan twitched the corner of his mouth, his momentum changed in vain, and he came out with his sword, also releasing dense sword energy, and the two sword streams collided fiercely.

Sword energy is constantly rushing out in all directions, destroying everything around it, and this collision seems to have no end.

There was a hint of surprise in Fang Ling's eyes. Ji Siwang's physique must be somewhat special. He could release so much sword energy that not even Song Chanyi could do it.

But this delay is enough.

Fang Ling took Yu Xiaoqing and retreated directly. Killing the opponent was just a means, not the purpose. If he was not sure, Fang Ling would not fight to the death.

After all, although Ji Siwan wanted to kill Fang Ling, Fang Ling didn't take him to heart, so he naturally didn't feel any psychological pressure about escaping.

Ji Sixian sarcastically said: "It's ridiculous."

After saying that, he chased after Fang Ling with his sword. The last time he chased Fang Ling and the two, he failed to catch up. This was unacceptable to him who was so proud and arrogant. He even regarded it as a great shame and humiliation. That's why Fang Ling was so murderous. heavy.

Everyone's nature is different, so some things seem a little unreasonable.

Even talented people can be narrow-minded and have evil intentions, but this does not affect their unique opportunities and talents.

God is ruthless and treats everyone equally.

Through the secret technique of the skinny old man, Ji Siwang deduced that Fang Ling would definitely come back, so he waited here and made sufficient preparations. This time, there was no way that the ant could escape!

Ji Siwang did not move forward with his sword, but kept going up, up, until he could no longer see his figure.

The next moment, a long rainbow fell straight down, like a meteorite falling, heading straight for Fengling. The speed was extremely fast, and it was already falling in just a few breaths.

Fang Ling's eyes narrowed and he quickly avoided it. With a loud noise, a large crater of tens of meters was smashed directly in front of him, and some aftermath spread, all of which were destroyed by Fang Ling's sword intent.

This kind of move combines sword moves with body skills, and there may be some other skills mixed in. The burst speed is extremely fast in a short period of time.

If Fang Ling and Yu Xiaoqing didn't distance themselves from the beginning, it would be difficult to escape.

Ji Sixian sneered: "Are you just going to run away?"

Without saying a word, Fang Ling disappeared in a flash and appeared not far behind Ji Siwang. He was chasing lightning and pursuing speed, aiming to make the opponent unable to guard against him.

Ji Siwang did not turn around, the corner of his mouth was slightly raised, the index finger and middle finger of his left hand were pointed at the sword, and with a slight turn, tens of thousands of sword energy burst out!

Like thousands of arrows fired in unison, heading straight towards Fengling!

Fang Ling's expression remained unchanged, and he pushed his body skills to the extreme. The sword energy never touched the corner of his clothes, and the hits were only some afterimages. It seemed that he still had some remaining strength.