The Genius of Formation and Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 137 Instant Kill and Siege (3)

Hearing Fang Yunlong's words, the surrounding people were furious. Looking at Fang Yunlong, they wished to have his skin cramped and his bones crushed.The tall old man laughed angrily, "Haha, you are quite brave. On the road to Beijing, the old man and Junior Brother Lu went to assassinate Tian Zheng, the Prince of Lu, and you formed an array to kill Junior Brother Lu, and then you escaped the old man Is it you!" The voice became more and more severe, and the last sentence was uttered violently.

Everyone around was shocked when they heard the tall old man's words.Earlier, the tall old man said that he and Junior Brother Lu were trying to assassinate Tian Zheng, the Prince of Lu, on the Shangjing Road, but they were stopped by a masked man using a shrunk gun, and Junior Brother Lu was also killed by him. They analyzed that the man might be The successor of Tang Yuan, the sage of shrunken land, was also worried about the appearance of that person.Today, the young man that the six of them came to deal with was Fang Yunlong, the grandson of Fang Ligong who had been turning back and forth. Unexpectedly, Fang Yunlong was the head of the two families, which surprised everyone.

Fang Yunlong ignored the tall old man's anger, and said with a smile: "Oh, you are talking about that dwarf pig, yes, it was slaughtered by the young master."

Hearing that Fang Yunlong admitted to killing Junior Brother Lu, the tall old man couldn't hold back his anger any longer. With a shout, the long sword stabbed sharply, and the inch-long sword light showed the full strength of the tall old man.Seeing that the tall old man was attacking with all his strength, several other people immediately launched an offensive.

Hearing that Fang Yunlong admitted that he had killed the short old man surnamed Lu, Yimeng was also surprised. At the same time, he understood the fact that Tian Zheng, the Prince of Lu Kingdom, proved that the assassin had a mark on his body when he came to the palace. Neither can do without Fang Yunlong.Thinking of this, Yimeng couldn't help feeling hatred, regret and pity again.Looking at the figure of Fang Yunlong fighting with the crowd, he pondered for a while, and then gently hooked his jade finger on the Yaoqin, and a crisp sound was transmitted to the few people in the battle.

Fang Yunlong raised his sword and chopped the sky, opened and closed, like a thousand troops and horses galloping forward, with long swords and great halberds, covering thousands of miles of yellow sand.Fang Yunlong resisted the attack of the four people, using Lihuo swordsmanship with all his strength, a dazzling red light flashed in the sky, which was extraordinarily bright in the dark night.Driven by the tall old man, the fat man's hammer, the Taoist's broadsword and the crutches of the dove-faced old man tightly surrounded Fang Yunlong. It kept ringing in the silent peach forest.

Although the four people's attacks put a lot of pressure on Fang Yunlong, but with the miraculous Lihuo swordsmanship, the sharpness of cutting the sky, and the wide enough to defend the sword, Fang Yunlong can hold on for a while, but the key to the battle is Two people outside.One is the middle-aged scribe, although he feels that his martial arts is not high, but he always feels a little restrained, and seems to have some scruples about the middle-aged scribe.The second is Yimeng who is playing the piano on the side, the sound of the piano has a strange charm, and frequently leads him into deep fantasy. As soon as he stopped, he would wake up immediately when the unknown zhenqi was running, but at this moment, Fang Yunlong had been in danger many times.Suddenly, Fang Yunlong was in danger.

(End of this chapter)