Young Master Tang San was furious and stretched out his hand. His fist hit the swordsman's chest with a thud. The swordsman's body flew out like flying leaves, and fell to the ground with a thud.

However, Mr. Tang San obviously had no intention of taking his life, so the swordsman still had a breath.

"Where is Fang Dang?" Mr. Tang San stepped on the swordsman's forehead with one foot and asked coldly.

Mr. Tang San's foot stepped on the swordsman's bones creaked constantly.

The swordsman was crying and cursed: "You beast, you must die a little! I want to kill you, I want to kill you..."

The expression on Mr. Tang San's face turned cold, and his feet began to exert a little force, and the swordsman let out a terrifying howl of pain.

At this moment, a voice came: "People from the Tang Sect?"

Mr. Tang San frowned slightly and turned his head to look at him. He saw a young man standing not far away, with cold eyes staring at him.

Mr. Tang San frowned. The guy opposite had no cultivation. He could make a judgment by just a scan. He wanted to say that you dare to care about my affairs, but then, this face suddenly began to overlap with something in his memory.

Then Mr. Tang San's body began to tremble, excited, excited, and nervous!

"Fang... Fang Dang, are you Fang Dang?"

When they heard Mr. Tang San's words, dozens of monks who were originally surrounded by Mr. Tang San were shocked and retreated in one after another, and their movements were neat. Obviously, these monks had put in a lot of effort to capture Fang Dang.

However, even though they knew that Fang Dang had lost all his cultivation, they still thought of retreating and even escaping when they saw Fang Dang. With Fang Dang's accumulated power, even Mr. Tang almost ran away.

Mr. Tang San bit his tongue tightly, and then he woke up and calmed down.

And what he had always dreamed of was Fang Dang in front of him. As long as he could catch Fang Dang, for Mr. Tang San, everything he had longed for before was within his reach!

After Mr. Tang San took a deep breath, he exerted force suddenly under his feet, and with a clatter, the swordsman's head was stepped into mud. Only then did Mr. Tang San turn his head and look at Fang Dang.

Fang Dang glanced at the two headless corpses on the ground. Fang Dang's eyes turned slightly cold.

Mr. Tang San looked around and confirmed that Fang Dang was alone. Then Mr. Tang San looked at Fang Dang carefully again.

After confirming that Fang Dang had no cultivation, a smile finally appeared on Mr. Tang San's stiff face.
Chapter completed!