"They have the most precious resources in the world of cultivation, so they naturally advocate benevolence, righteousness and morality, stand on the commanding heights of morality, restrain others' hands and feet, and let others not covet their own treasures."

"Even if they discover enough treasures, they will still take off the cloak of fake morality and kill and rob people."

"The world of cultivation is bloody. The reason why some people talk about morality is that the benefits are not great enough to make people excited."

Fang Laoer's words, one by one, one by one, tore off all the hypocritical appearances of the world of cultivation.

Just as he was about to continue speaking, suddenly, Fang Laoer frowned:

"Hmm? Someone!"

Zhang Yang's chaotic heart also suddenly became raised - the people from the Sword Spirit Sect are finally here?

A figure flashed in front of him, and Old Man Fang had disappeared.

The next moment, a scream not far away, followed by the sound of a harsh shout and a collision between weapons, and soon returned to peace.

After a second, the light escaped and Fang Laoer grabbed a man in green with a vulgar appearance and returned to the cave.

Bang!

ah!

The vulgar man in blue was thrown to the ground, touching the wound on his body, and screaming.

A monk in the foundation-building stage!

Zhang Yang's eyes condensed.

"Say, who are you and what are you doing here?"

Old Man Fang's face was cold and his voice was majestic.

"Senior, show mercy! Li Fei, the junior sword spirit sect, has no intention of offending him, please forgive me." Li Fei had no backbone and immediately knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Sword Spirit Sect? Why did your Sword Spirit Sect come here?" Fang Laoer frowned, obviously looking at him with some concerns about the Sword Spirit Sect.

Li Fei was stunned, obviously considering whether he should tell the truth. Seeing that Old Fang seemed to have an unhappy look, he immediately spoke:

"Train! I am the nephew of the Qi Refining Period coming out to practice."

Obviously, Li Fei's mind was turning aside and thought that telling the truth was not a good choice.

"Training? How many people have you come?" Fang Laoer's tone was plain, and he didn't know if he believed it.

"There are nearly a hundred people coming to our Nanfeng in total."

Li Fei answered, his eyes rolling around and his forehead was sweating. When he was attacked by Fang Laoer, he had already secretly crushed the jade slip for the message. He thought that as long as he delayed the time, he would have a chance to survive when the reinforcements of his fellow disciples arrived. Therefore, before Fang Laoer asked in detail, he continued to answer:

"Our hundred people are divided into several teams, with the foundation-building disciples leading the team, and the Jindan master and uncle are not far away to take care of..."

Li Fei sang a big show with a tiger skin. In order to make Mr. Fang feel afraid, he exaggerated his strength.

Zhang Yang heard it from the side and snorted coldly in his heart. Li Fei was really stupid. When he said that he was a disciple of the Sword Spirit Sect, Zhang Yang saw a flash of murderous intent in Fang Laoer's eyes.

You know, when Fang Laoer took action just now, he must have used a killer move, and this Liangzi had already formed a battle. Although Fang Laoer is a powerful Jindan stage, he may not be able to offend a big sect like the Jianling Sect. In order to avoid the leak of news, he had to kill people and silence them.

Sure enough, before Li Fei finished speaking, Fang Laoer had already slapped him with a palm.

puff!

The former didn't even react, and his head was slapped like a watermelon. Poor Li Fei died indecisively.

"I can't afford to offend the Sword Spirit Sect. Moreover, the other party has a Jindan master attacked this time. Once we are entangled by the other party, it will be difficult for us to get out. Let's leave immediately and stay away from here quickly."

Old Fang said, stood up, greeted Zhang Yang and was about to leave.

But, it's too late.

I saw a light from far to near and directly reaching the entrance of the cave.

A middle-aged man with slightly white hair was floating in the air with a wide flying sword. He was shocked to see the situation in the cave and glared:

"Senior, I wonder where my disciple of the Sword Spirit Sect offended you, it is worthy of your killing!"

This middle-aged man is naturally Wu Feng of Nanfeng.

Wu Feng was depressed! This time he led his team out to compete with Beifeng for the Tianmen Order, but he didn't expect that he had lost more than a dozen Qi Refining Disciples from the beginning, and now a Foundation Establishment Disciple has died.

A disciple of the Foundation Establishment Stage!

Every disciple in the Foundation Establishment Stage was cultivated by spending a lot of resources in the sect, and was the cornerstone of the sect. Now, one of them has been killed like this.

In this way, no matter what the result of this action is, I have been ineffective.

Thinking of this, Wu Feng was so angry that he even forgot his fear and due respect for the powerful Jindan stage.

"Hmph! You are ignorant! You dare to talk to me in this tone. You are so impatient." Old Fang snorted coldly, too lazy to explain anything, so he immediately took action.

Whoosh!

The figure moved and shot towards Wu Feng.

Although Wu Feng was angry, he was always alert. Seeing this, he retreated. At the same time, the flying sword under his feet turned into a huge stream of light and slashed towards the figure.

bite!

The sound of metal and stone fighting, the flying sword was suddenly shaken away, and it flew back like a spinning and out of control.

And Fang Laoer's figure was also stagnant.

Teng!

Wu Feng landed on the ground with his feet, immediately pinched a gesture, and made continuous magic tricks in his mouth.

call out!

A silver light flashed, and the flying sword was controlled again, turning into a stream of light, floating above Wu Feng's head.

"Senior, are you determined to be an enemy of my Sword Spirit Sect?"

Wu Feng shouted anxiously with an anxious look on his face.

Before Old Fang could reach the interface, he saw several streams of light passing by in the distance, and soon arrived in front of him.

"Senior Brother Wu Feng!"

Several foundation-building monks landed next to Wu Feng. Seeing this, the latter immediately breathed a sigh of relief:

"My junior brothers, please immediately take this old man with me. Although he is a Jindan stage cultivator, he is injured. As long as we join forces, it will not be difficult for us to keep him."

Wu Feng had a unique vision and could see Fang Laoer's weakness at a glance. I'm afraid this is the main reason why he dared to challenge Fang Laoer, a powerful Jindan stage man directly.

Palala!

A gust of wind sounded, but groups of people in blue in the foundation-building period escaped from the dense forest and quickly surrounded them.

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