The noisy sound was like a wave gradually spreading over.

The noisy maker was dozens of monks, plus a hundred soldiers, who pulled everyone out and watched them from door to door.

The leader is a man named Mr. Tang San.

Yes, they are from the Tang Sect.

His name of Mr. Tang San was inherited from the previous generation of Mr. Tang San, and Mr. Tang San was refined into a slave of flesh, bone, and blood by Fang Dang.

The names of monks from the Tang Sect are constantly inherited and inherited. I don’t know how many people have ever owned the name of Mr. Tang San.

This young master Tang San is a middle-aged man with a slender figure. Unlike the previous young master Tang San, who had no hands. He is not only good at both hands and feet, but also has a very handsome man. He can be called a handsome man.

At this time, his eyes were full of fierce gazes. Mr. Tang San had not only Tang Sect monks, but also nearly a hundred soldiers. These soldiers rushed into the homes of the households like wild animals, driving them out all the young and old.

Then Tang San's eyes wandered around the old and young people. If he couldn't find Fang Dang, he would drive the next family out. However, the family still could not return to his house. He had to walk towards the south of the city under the squad's drive and be gathered together.

Obviously, after surrounding Fang Dang, the Tang Sect used the largest power in this Xingyue City.

Originally, Mr. Tang San did not dare to come to Fang Dang for bad luck, but when he heard that Fang Dang had lost all his cultivation at this moment, the gentle lamb immediately became the most ferocious wild dog. For Mr. Tang San, if he could catch Fang Dang, his position in the Tang Sect will rise sharply, not only in the Tang Sect, but also in the entire world of immortal cultivation will rise to an unprecedented level.

At that time, he will be unable to get many benefits.

Driven by such huge temptation of interests and hatred, even his parents can betray them!

"It's too slow, too slow, tell them to get out at the fastest speed!" Mr. Tang San shouted in a grim voice.

Which soldiers dared not to violate the orders of the cultivators? They were originally concerned about the friendship between the people of the same city, but now they dared not have such thoughts. They immediately rushed into various households ten times more fiercely than before, and then they cried, scolded, and the sound of the cabinets and bowls falling.

Far away, Fang Dang felt the waves getting closer and closer. At this time, Hong Jing, who was holding the child, and the Leng Rong Jian holding the sword. Fang Qi, Fang Huier, Zheng Shou, Zhao Yaner, mother and son, Ding Kuer Ding Yaoer, and mother and daughter, all walked out of the room. They looked at Fang Dang and waited for Fang Dang's orders.

Undoubtedly, their goal is too big. Under such circumstances, it is impossible to hide in this city, not to mention that the other party uses a search method like scraping the ground.

"What are your plans?" Zixun stood beside Fang Dang and asked in a low voice.

In his opinion, since Fang Dang chose to enter the city, he should have expected such a situation long ago, so there will naturally be solutions to deal with it.

Although Zixun dislikes Fang Dang quite a bit and thinks that Fang Dang is an arrogant guy, he does not doubt Fang Dang's IQ. How could a guy who can create a brand new branch of the sword and who can become a golden elixir in a short time be a fool?

Fang Dang listened to the sound approaching little by little, then looked at Leng Rong Jian. Leng Rong Jian nervously grabbed the hilt of the sword, so that she felt the palm was wet and slippery. This was a taboo for the swordsman who used the sword, but Leng Rong Jian would not say it no matter how nervous he was. Facing Fang Dang's gaze, Leng Rong Jian nodded slightly.

Then Fang Dang smiled and said, "They want to catch me, I will meet them now!" Then Fang Dang turned his head and looked at Xiang Zixun and said, "I'll give it to you for my family."

As he said that, Fang Dang took a step and walked out of the house.

Fang Dang's actions made everyone present stunned.

What's the meaning?

Zixun hurriedly chased Fang Dang and said, "What are you doing in Fang Dang? Your cultivation level is not even as good as an ordinary qi-training cultivator. Once you appear, it will fall into their hands immediately."

Fang Dang did not look back at Zixun, and Zixun only had a string of cold laughter in his ears.

Seeing Fang Dang's back disappearing from the corner of the street, Zixun felt that he was a fool. If he was not a fool, then Fang Dang would definitely be a fool.

Zixun didn't think he was stupid, but he could not equate Fang Dang with stupid.

Zixun turned his head in surprise and looked at Leng Rongjian. He understood something in Leng Rongjian's eyes. Fang Dang left, and he was about to be arrested.

But...what is this guy thinking? This guy wants to die so much?

At this time, not Guangzixun was full of confusion, and Zheng Shou and others were even more confused. However, they were different from Zixun. Zheng Shou had absolute trust in Fang Dang. In Hong Jing's eyes, Fang Dang was a person who specialized in creating miracles and changing his destiny. Therefore, although Hong Jing was also worried, she did not speak out because she knew that Fang Dang would never do anything for no reason. Since he decided to face those guys, Fang Dang must have his own plan.

Although he thought so in his heart, Hong Jing's hand holding Fang Xunfu still tightened.

Fang Xun's father felt the change in his mother's power and raised his head to look up at his mother's firm face.

At this moment, Hong Jing suddenly spoke, "Look, that's your father. He used to be the most humble person in the world. Now, he has stepped on the whole world. Before you are born, the elites in the whole world will crawl at his feet! He has given up everything for you and gave up everything. Although he didn't say anything, he must be the one who loves you the most in the world." Hong Jing said, her eyes became transparent. Although Hong Jing complained about Fang Dang in his heart, when Fang Dang gave up everything and returned to the mortal world, Hong Jing had already forgiven Fang Dang halfway. Of course, Hong Jing's forgiveness does not mean that Hong Jing will return to the past with Fang Dang.

Hong Jing is the kind of woman who has always tried hard to control her own destiny and change her destiny. She will never go on the path her mother used to be.

Fang Qi and Fang Huier also trust Fang Dang. For them, when Fang Dang, who had sent poison into their bone marrow, entered the Fire Poison City, it was the closest Fang Dang to death. From then on, Fang Dang will only return triumphantly forever!

This was the case before, but now Fang Dang still does this even if he loses his cultivation level!

Fang Dang never disappointed them.

Therefore, even though they watched Fang Dang move towards death step by step, they still inertially believed that Fang Dang would return in triumph.

Only Zhao Yan'er, who had been avoiding Fang Dang, stared at Fang Dang who had been away, staring at Fang Dang who had gone away. Zhao Yan'er suddenly shouted: "Fang Dang, your life is mine. My father is dead because of your son. You owe me a life. You must wait for me to kill you!"

Fang Dang, who had already reached the intersection of the street, paused slightly, then Fang Dang turned his head and looked at the little girl who had been in a bad mood since she saw him.

In Fang Dang's eyes, Zhao Yan'er will always be the little girl who likes to hold wild flowers and leaves.

"The person who killed Uncle Zhao must turn into meat sauce and be crushed to ashes!" Fang Dang's words said softly, but the chill inside made Zixun feel the skin on his neck tremble and explode.

He didn't know, nor did he understand, how could a guy who had lost all his cultivation still have such coldness? Even if it was just a word, he could make such a monk like him feel cold.

Zhao Yan'er looked at Fang Dang in a steady state, turned around, and then completely disappeared from the corner of the street. Then tears finally slipped through Zhao Yan'er's delicate face.

She always wanted to take revenge, but unfortunately, the enemy was too strong and she had no ability to take revenge at all. She hoped that Fang Dang could help her father get revenge, but Fang Dang didn't mention this matter since she saw her, and even said a word to her from beginning to end. This made her feel endless hatred from Fang Dang. Her father died for Fang Dang's son, but Fang Dang didn't say a word. Fang Dang naturally hated Fang Dang so much, and even passed on his hatred for the sad man to Fang Dang.

Now, he finally made a promise. Zhao Yan'er felt that her body was soft. As soon as tears came out, she could no longer stop it. Zhao Yan'er, who was trembling, suddenly remembered something and turned her head to look at Hong Jing.

Hong Jing, who was holding the child, had a cold look in his eyes. He seemed to feel Zhao Yaner's gaze. He turned his head and said, "Don't worry, I have nothing to do with that person anymore. Since he started to attack my child, he and I have been ruthless. Fang Dang said that he would turn it into meat sauce to crush bones and ashes, and he would definitely do it!"

Zhao Yaner finally cried loudly.

When Fang Dang threw a pill into his mouth, he heard the wailing sound. After the pill was drunk, Fang Dang's ugly face immediately began to change. Fang Dang's blood-red pupils, which were like drunkenness, began to become clear, and then his pupils were so cold that they overflowed with cold air.

"Emperor Dahong!"

Mr. Tang San searched half of the city at this time, and half of the city turned into a dead silence. Everyone was taken away, and all the rest were just a dead house.

However, at this time he still did not find Fang Dang's trace. Although Mr. Tang San had expected it in his heart and knew that Fang Dang would definitely not be so easy to find. Moreover, the news they received was that Fang Dang might enter the city, and he had never said that he would definitely enter this Xingyue City.

Arresting Fang Dang is a matter of luck.

However, even if it is a chance, Mr. Tang San will do his best.

At this time, nearly a thousand soldiers around Mr. Tang San had already reached the end of the house. These soldiers were constantly taking the people out of the house and forming a team to Mr. Tang San.

Unfortunately, these people were driven away by Master Tang San.

Of course, being driven away is better than being kept.

At this time, the sound of fighting came from a family. Young Master Tang San’s eyes lit up slightly, and his body moved and flew up directly on the wall of the yard.

I saw a figure in the yard holding a long sword in his hand, fighting with more than ten soldiers like a mad tiger.

sword?

Although swords are not uncommon in the mortal world and there are more sword dancers, Mr. Tang San knew that Fang Dang and the disciples of Yun Jianshan were hooked up. This time, they were the first to guard against the swordsmen of Yun Jianshan. So when they saw the sword, Mr. Tang San became a little excited.

He immediately moved his body, like a tiger descending down the mountain. His aura directly knocked away the soldiers. Then he pinched the swordsman's neck and lifted the swordsman up.

The swordsman was shocked and quickly swung his sword to slash at Mr. Tang San.

Young Master Tang San sneered, not dodging or dodging, and allowed the swordsman to slash it with one sword.

With a tingling sound, the swordsman was surprised to find that his sword slashed until the length of Mr. Tang San's neck was as if it had been slashed on a hard rock, and he could no longer move forward.

"Say, where is Fang Dang?" Mr. Tang San's voice blew coldly through his teeth.

The swordsman was pinched by Mr. Tang San, and his head was as red as a persimmon. A few words came out of his throat: "Who? I don't know... what Fang Dang..."

Mr. Tang San's eager pupils were slightly cold.

At this time, a little girl stumbled out, crying and shouting: "Bad man, let go of my dad, let go of my dad..."

The little girl ran to Mr. Tang San and blew her two small steamed bun-like fists on Mr. Tang San's thigh.

Mr. Tang San's eyes turned slightly cold, and he kicked out immediately, kicking the little girl out directly. The little girl's head was directly tied to the brick wall, and then her body softened.

The man who was pinched by Mr. Tang San's neck was stunned and then began to roar. I don't know where he got the strength, and suddenly waved the sword in his hand and slashed at Mr. Tang San with no chance.

In other words, his sword slashed into the air that was a palm away in front of Mr. Tang San.

Such chopping is obviously useless and is wasting your own strength in vain.

Mr. Tang San, who was holding the swordsman in his hand, threw the swordsman to the ground. The swordsman was already half-crushed to death. At this time, he was hit on the ground and fell to death.

However, the swordsman almost stopped. Even though he was thrown to the point where his internal organs were turned upside down, he still climbed directly to the wall, watching his daughter's head slamming, leaving only a ball of bright red pink and white things.

The swordsman collapsed in an instant, and he was stunned and stunned...

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The swordsman suddenly bounced up from the ground, turned around suddenly, and slashed the sword in his hand towards Mr. Tang San.

Mr. Tang San sneered disdainfully. In his eyes, mortals were like ants. He just kicked an ant to death. How big a thing?

He even disregarded the desperate swordsman in front of him. Although he could see that his swordsman's swordsman's level has been immersed in many years, his cultivation level is only at the level of martial arts and flesh refining. Such a guy can't hurt him at all.

However, the swordsman's sword suddenly felt a little painful, and the swordsman's sword actually slashed on his shoulder, penetrating his protective energy.

How terrible is a full-strength attack in a person's rage? To what extent can it increase its power?

Now is the best interpretation.

Unfortunately, this sword only cut through the flesh and blood on Mr. Tang San's shoulders and did not go deeper. Such a wound would not cause much harm even an ordinary mortal, let alone a existence like Mr. Tang San.

Mr. Tang San's eyes were almost bleeding at this time. He never expected that he would be injured by a mortal. This was a very shame for him.
To be continued...