Fairy, I really am a villain!

How could Wang Anyang accept this? How could he explain to his dead comrades and see his wife and children in the afterlife? !

He didn't even have the chance to find out whether his offspring was a boy or a girl!

However, when he turned around, Wang Ningzhu's face was not as angry as he expected; his sword-like brows gradually relaxed, and his expression became calmer.

She took out half of the tiger talisman from her bosom and said, "Uncle San, you said so much just for this. Use it to command the Dragon Might Army, obtain the Heavenly Lock, and then release those enslaved monsters to shake the Gao family's empire from the inside out."

"As expected of Ningzhu, you see things clearly," Wang Anyang showed admiration on his face, "As long as you bring out the Jun Cen Knife, you can protect the safety of my Wang family."

"Protect my Wang family? What about the innocent people in Dingjun?"

"How can they be innocent? Do you know how many people go up the mountain to worship Buddha every day?" He stood up, pointed outside the wing room, and said loudly: "They would rather use money to worship the ethereal and traceless gods and Buddhas than say thank you to us, as if the death of my Wang family soldiers is justified!

In this case, let the gods and Buddhas come to save them!"

The emotions were intense and hysterical; Fang Xiwen sighed in her heart when she thought of Butcher Wen's evasive eyes.

He just walked around the room with his sleeves hanging down, silent.

The uncle and nephew stared at each other for a long time. Then, Wang Ningzhu took back the half tiger talisman and asked, "What if I don't want to?"

"Don't want to?"

As he spoke, Wang Anyang was filled with anger for a moment, and then he seemed to collapse, suddenly fell down on the futon, and pointed to the door: "You idiot, get out of here."

"Go away? Without the tiger talisman, does Third Uncle have other means?"

"I told you to get out! And you, bastard, get out of here too, don't hang around here!"

Seeing this, Fang Xiwen, who was pacing back and forth in the room, shrugged, pulled Wang Ningzhu's sleeve and walked towards the door.

The latter let him pull her, but said firmly: "Third Uncle wants to collect the debt from Gao family, Ningzhu supports it, but it should not be done in this way; if so many people in Dingjun are dragged into it, then who did our ancestors die for and what did they defend?

If this is the case, what reason do we have to ask the Gao family for debts? What is the difference between us and them? !"

"This is a necessary pain that ignores the overall situation!"

Seeing that neither could convince the other, they both shut up; and at this time, Fang Xiwen, who was about to reach the door, stopped.

"Master Fang?"

"I have a question for Mr. Anyang," he turned around, "Are the things you just said the secrets of the Wang family?"

"nature."

"How can an outsider like me know this?"

Hearing this, Wang Anyang finally looked over.

"Even Wenxuan doesn't know, let alone you?" After a pause, he said seriously: "Feng Liujian, you are not bad. Ever since the encounter during the escort robbery, I knew that you were suspicious by nature and very cunning, so -"

"So you want me to die?" Fang Xiwen glanced upwards with a half-smile: "You still say you don't hate me?"

Bang bang bang!

Before he finished speaking, murderous intent suddenly arose in the room. Several black figures appeared from the beams and suddenly jumped down!

The weapon in his hand stabbed straight down, shining with cold light, and the sword reflected Wang Anyang's furious face.

"Niece, you should just hand over the tiger talisman obediently!" He waved his sleeves and stood up from the mat, pointing at Fang Xiwen: "And you, you bastard, you behaved improperly and even hooked up with a decent family with an engagement... What kind of death do you think I will give you?!"

Following his order, those assassins turned their weapons around and stabbed at his lower body.

Even though there was still some distance between them, Fang Xiwen felt some phantom pain, thinking that this old man was truly vicious; although he had ways to deal with it, he did not move.

The moment the assassin jumped down from the beam, Wang Ningzhu chopped him down with a knife.

From Fang Xiwen's perspective, she even looked like a member of the siege; when he looked at her, there was pleading, anxiety, and even guilt for involving him...

Without dodging or evading, he let Wang Ningzhu chop him with the knife.

Then, the tip of the knife suddenly turned around and went straight up. The blade trembled rapidly nine times, as if it had sucked out all the air in front of him, and even emitted a kind of suction force -

Purple thunder strikes seven times, and violent thunder shakes the sky!

boom! !

There was a loud bang, and countless arcs of electricity spread out in the air, striking all the besieging assassins, making them groan and fly backwards.

Although the sword was deliberately restrained, its power could reach an area of ​​half a mile. However, Fang Xiwen, who was at the center of the explosion, was not hurt at all and even drew his sword and stabbed two people to death.

The man followed the knife. Wang Ningzhu stepped in front of him and asked with concern, "Is it not frightening you?"

"Just a little surprised."

"Eh?"

"It turns out that the Wang family really has two tyrant swords." Fang Xiwen put the sword back and blinked: "I am so handsome."

Such a straightforward compliment made her choke.

When he looked up again, Wang Anyang had already drawn his sword, as if he was going to fight in person. He angrily said, "In this situation, you are still talking nonsense?"

"What do you think? If persuasion fails, you will kill your own niece to get the tiger talisman. Who the hell are you?"

The two men each held a sword, their backs leaning against each other. After looking at each other, Fang Xiwen made a sarcastic remark.

"This is a necessary sacrifice. You don't have a sense of the overall situation. Who do you think is playing house in this shitty world?!" Wang Anyang pointed his sword and shouted, "Everyone, come out!"

Before he finished speaking, two auras connected to heaven and earth suddenly emerged.

In this small room, there are actually two masters who are proficient in the art of concealment and stealth and have the ability to travel half a step outside!

Despite such a strong configuration, Wang Anyang still wants to tell his story... Is he seeking peace, or is he letting them down their guard?

But no matter what, the two of them are probably dead.

Two blurry black shadows appeared in the air, and murderous intent appeared as if it were real; Fang Xiwen got goose bumps on his arms and his palms were sweating. The spiritual perception brought by the Tianyan Atlas told him to leave this place quickly.

Dangerous!

“My dear niece, no matter how high your celestial realm is, can you fight against three half-step masters?!” Holding up his sword, Wang Anyang was determined to join forces with the two masters to attack!

As for the remaining miscellaneous soldiers, they were more than enough to deal with the Feng Liu Jian.

Seeing this mighty attack, Wang Ningzhu was not afraid at all, but rather excited. He turned his sword and included the three people in the range of the sword, and stepped forward to meet them: "Just try it and you will know!!"

The long sword seemed to be moving fast but was actually slow. There were several heavy pauses when it was slashing, as if outlining the shape of a mountain, followed by a sudden burst of five different forces.

Thunderstorms hit the Five Mountains!

It was as if a mountain had really exploded, with thunder roaring and almost making people's eyes go white; and such a domineering and powerful attack actually stopped the momentum of the three people and bought precious time for someone to escape.

Looking up, Wang Anyang had a mocking look on his face. He said with a smile, "You little brat, why don't you just run away with your tail between your legs? She's already been beaten to this point!"

Wang Ningzhu, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, was about to turn around to persuade him, but he heard him continue, "Yes, quickly convince yourself with the excuse of going to find reinforcements! You need a plausible reason, I've already thought of it for you! Hahahaha!"

How can a young man withstand such provocation?

"Mr. Fang, ignore him——Ah!!"

No matter how strong she was, it was her limit for her to be able to hold back three people for a few breaths; Wang Ningzhu was suddenly blown away by the strong wind, and her tall figure was like weak grass in the air, dancing and bringing up a lot of blood.

She clearly saw Fang Xiwen running to the door of the compartment, but she was so excited that she stopped.

Not only that, the latter also stretched out his arms;

Wang Ningzhu bumped heavily into his chest, causing him to stagger a few steps.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, a assassin landed at the door and blocked all escape routes with one step.

This was a real trap; Wang Anyang even put away his sword, pointed at him, and laughed: "What a tough guy who advocates morality!"

Hearing this, Wang Ningzhu could not help but get angry and said, "What are you doing? Don't you want to go out and find reinforcements? Why don't you stay here and die with me?"

"What's wrong with you? You think it's great to die to save me, right?" Fang Xiwen unexpectedly had a reason. "Then you don't have to worry about the Wang family, marriage, and a bunch of shit... But you're just running away!"

After being stabbed, Wang Ningzhu seemed to realize it only now, and his voice weakened: "I didn't..."

He straightened Wang Ningzhu's body and said angrily, "I will never allow it!"

The woman has always had a strong and upright character, and no one has ever said that to her since she was a child;

But the current situation is: Uncle San has his reasons for doing this, how can I, who have never experienced it, comment on it? Should I hand over the tiger talisman to save my life?

Then, will the death of the people of Dingjun be blamed on her, an incompetent general?

But if I could die to protect the Tiger Talisman, I would have done my best and would have a clear conscience.

"It's true that I want to escape, but would it be good enough if you stay and die together? It's better to leave me alone!" Wang Ningzhu finally yelled at him, as if the emotions that had been accumulated for a long time were suddenly released, and he felt an indescribable sense of relief in his heart.

Seeing this, Fang Xiwen paused, then laughed: "You finally said it. You are obviously under a lot of pressure, but you still pretend to be cheerful... It's really difficult to be from an aristocratic family."

Stunned for a moment, she met that calm gaze, as if she saw a sea that accommodated everything.

It turned out that he knew everything...that's why he stayed and didn't let her face these two dilemmas alone.

"Ha...it's all Master Fang's fault. We are really going to die together."

With a relieved smile, the thought came to his mind again. Wang Ningzhu actually felt relaxed all over. The ancestral orifice between his eyebrows continued to heat up. An illusory bridge between heaven and earth appeared before his eyes. The entrance to the world was just around the corner.

Having reached this heavenly realm, she could actually achieve a breakthrough... Strange.

"Eh? There's something wrong with the power of heaven and earth here." She frowned.

Wang Anyang, who was gathering his strength, heard this and was about to sneer, but he saw a smile on the kid's face; his heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly realized that there had been no surprise on Fang Xiwen's face since he entered the room.

"Is it Mr. Anyang who set up the concealing formation? It's quite clever." He clapped his hands and smiled.

"Yes, no matter how you make trouble, you can't get out. Just die here!" Although he looked fierce on the outside, Wang Anyang was feeling ominous inside.

"Then aren't you curious about how I know that?" The curve of Fang Xiwen's mouth grew bigger and bigger, and he slowly stretched out his hand.

At this moment, Wang Anyang suddenly remembered the comment on the list: "He has a high level of attainment in battle formations, and is particularly good at group battles..."

Could it be?

"You were just wandering around, setting up the formation—"

"Guessed it right!" Fang Xiwen suddenly closed his left hand, and countless array patterns appeared in the room, rotating and changing. "Ming Lei Array, start!"

Boom boom boom boom!

In an instant, the entire wing turned into a thorn forest, and a huge bolt of lightning struck the assassin at the door, tearing apart the protective qi and knocking him to his knees!

If the formation had not been prepared long ago, why would Fang Xiwen take the initiative to expose Wang Anyang's disguise? It was to make him act in advance so as not to be detected;

Why did he pretend to run away? It was to lure people to the door to block him. The main force of his formation was deployed there, and fully activating it could directly make people temporarily lose their ability to move.