Super Golden Eye

Fang Yang stroked his wrist and quickly made a circle. Sitting on the ground, he took out the black bird and shook the dragon pillar from his arms, and stabbed his shadow fiercely!

Sure enough, as soon as the golden shining black bird shaking the dragon pillar touched Fang Yang's shadow, he heard a scream: "Ah! How is it possible? What is this? It can break my shadow killing secret!"

"Hehe, don't you want revenge? Aren't you very powerful? Didn't you just drag me like two to five or eighty thousand? Come and kill me and give your brother a funeral!"

Fang Yang was determined in his heart, and he was really bet! The treasure I got accidentally is so useful.

Completely ignoring Ma Chaohui's screams, Fang Yang kept his hands, every time he stabbed, the shadow would scream. He wanted me to escape, but when he hit the circle drawn by Fang Yang with blood, he bounced back as if struck by lightning.

After being stabbed nine times in a row, Fang Yang's shadow finally twisted and slowly returned to normal. Ma Chaohui himself finally appeared, crouching on the ground, motionless.

Fang Yang took a closer look at Ma Zhaohui's body and knew that he had just passed out in a coma and was not life-threatening.

But the meridians all over his body were destroyed, his bones were shattered, his internal organs were displaced, his dantian collapsed, and basically only one breath remained.

There was no threat to Ma Chaohui on the ground, and Fang Yang didn't want him to die like this. He injected a breath of real energy into him. Soon, Ma Chaohui woke up quietly.

Fang Yang looked at him calmly: "Now, can we have a good talk?"

Ma Zhaohui naturally knew the condition of his body, and couldn't help but feel ashamed. His eyes were full of despair: "Give me a good time!"

Fang Yang was a little strange: "Why do you want to have a good time? It's better to die than to live."

Ma Zhaohui smiled sadly: "I am a genius of the Ma family, hope for the future. Now the meridians are all destroyed. What's the use of being alive? Is it ridiculed?"

Fang Yang was silent for a while: "If you can give me the answer I want, then I can help you recover!"

"What you said is true?!" Ma Zhaohui trembled, as if a drowning man had caught the last straw.

Fang Yang said: "Of course it is true. In this situation, do I have to lie to you?"

Ma Chaohui was hesitant at first, but when I thought about it, this was indeed the truth. His life and death are in Fang Yang's hands, what's the point of deceiving yourself?

You know, but the life and death of the first sign, if it is really dead, even if the Ma family wants to avenge themselves, there is no excuse!

Not only that, but what he promised Fang Yang must also be said. After all, if An Hongtao and Xu Yunfei were not given face, the consequences would be extremely serious for the other family.

Taking a deep breath, Ma Zhaohui decided to take a gamble for his own future: "Our Ma family has always had a good relationship with Mai Mai.

A few days ago, the head of the family was pointing me to practice, and a person named Li Songhao came to the door, and I was listening by the side.

Li Songhao showed the token of Maimai's head, and asked our Ma family to help him solve one person. Because the other party was not from the ancient martial arts circle and wanted to ensure confidentiality, I let my brother go. result…"

Having said that, Ma Zhaohui stopped. Fang Yang didn't make it difficult for him: "Do you know what Li Songhao's specific background comes from? What is his position in Mai Mai?"

Ma Chaohui thought for a while: "The Patriarch will tell me something deliberately, and he knows a lot about Mai Mai. But he has never heard of this name, but the treasure of the head in his hand is absolutely impossible to fake."

Fang Yang nodded: "Do you know how to contact him?"

Ma Zhaohui said: "He came suddenly and left quickly. He left directly after he explained the matter. Then I went out first, wondering if there was any contact information left with the owner of the family."

It is estimated that only so much can be learned from Ma Zhaohui, and Fang Yang is no longer reluctant: "Well, I believe you, come, first help you heal the injury."

Although Ma Chaohui was seriously injured, Fang Yang already had experience, mobilizing the power of Feng Shui between heaven and earth, and constantly wandering through Ma Chaohui's body, repairing his body and meridians.

Three weeks later, Ma Chaohui, who was dying of his studies just now, felt that besides his body was a little weak, he had basically recovered!

"Thank you! But my brother died in your hands, I will not forgive you! You save my life, one day, I will also save you once, pay this favor, and then avenge my brother!"

After speaking, Ma Chaohui stood up slowly and walked outside staggeringly. Fang Yang just smiled, didn't take his words seriously, followed behind him, and walked out slowly.

Ma Zhiming and others, who were waiting outside, were confident at first, thinking that Ma Chaohui cleaning Fang Yang was basically just cutting melons and vegetables, and it didn't take much effort.

But gradually I became a little uncomfortable. It has been nearly an hour and I haven't seen anyone come out yet!

Looking at An Hongtao and Xu Yunfei who were sitting next to him, they didn't seem to be anxious at all. They were still talking and laughing, with a relaxed expression, and couldn't help but ask:

"Chief Andorra, the two of them are also alive and dead. In case something goes wrong, don't you feel a pity?"

An Hongtao didn't care at all: "There is nothing to be a pity, life and death depend on fate, wealth and wealth are in the sky. If he should be fate, he will not be able to hide."

Ma Zhiming's pretentious posture: "Don't worry, Mr. An Daohui, the old man has already explained to Zhaohui, and the discussion will not hurt his life until the point is reached."

An Hongtao slightly said, "Brother Ma Dao is interested."

Then a few people began to chat about unimportant topics again, but their eyes were inadvertently paying attention to the direction of the trial field.

Finally, Ma Zhaohui staggered out, and two disciples immediately stepped forward to help him to Ma Zhiming's.

Before Fang Yang came out, Ma Zhiming checked Ma Zhaohui first: "Well, I have suffered some internal injuries, but fortunately, it is not very serious.

Didn't I tell you to be merciful? Where is Fang Shinephew? If something goes wrong, just wait for the family law to take care of it! "

Ma Chaohui said in a low voice: "I lost."

"What?!" Ma Zhiming stayed for a while, not believing his ears at all.

Ma Chaohui actually lost? A master at the elementary level, unexpectedly lost to a master at the profound level on his own territory? !

Ma Chaohui said those three words, and the whole person seemed to feel a lot more relaxed: "Yes, I lost. I am convinced that I lost. If he didn't save me, I'm afraid I would be dead."

In the shock of everyone, Fang Yang walked out of the trial field slowly with his hands behind his back. Although his clothes became ragged strips, covered with wounds and bloodstains, his spirit was much stronger than Ma Chaohui.

Fang Yang walked to An Hongtao and bowed to him and Ma Zhiming: "Master, the disciple has not insulted the teacher."

An Hongtao stroked his beard slowly: "It's just your luck this time, didn't you break through?"

Fang Yang shook his head: "I can already feel that the bottleneck is a little loose, and it seems that I have a clear understanding, but the mysterious and mysterious feeling is always impossible to fully grasp."