This supermarket is not right [Honghuang]

Bai Qi's eyes were extremely deep, and his dark pupils looked at Fang Zhe.Like endless sparks in the night sky, there was a fiery glow in the air.

Fang Zhe gasped in a low voice, the willow branch in his hand became more and more green.The grand greenery caught people off guard, as if it was March in Yangchun, and the breeze was blowing past.Eyeful willows grow side by side one by one.Bai Qi took a few steps back slowly, taking a defensive posture.His silver teeth were clenched, and his squinted eyes were full of angry resentment.

The silent Fang Zhe didn't speak, his star-like eyes were like the calm water of a lake, without the slightest wave.The grand opening of the verdant green oil even dyed Fang Zhe's pupils a little green.In an instant, his pupils became dark, like dazzling emeralds.

Bai Qi stared at Fang Zhe firmly, and took a deep breath.With one slash, countless waves of air rushed towards Fang Zhe with a dark red light.

The shrill shouts whizzed past Fang Zhe's ears, and Fang Zhe took a few steps back slowly.At this time, Bai Qi was like a demon god, he looked ferocious and distorted while waiting in the supermarket, his handsome face became extremely terrifying.The sea of ​​blood in the supermarket was tumbling like a purgatory.

Countless palms rushed out of the churning sea of ​​blood and grabbed Fang Zhe.The bone-chilling chill rushed from his thighs to Fang Zhe's brain, as if freezing his thoughts.The pair of bloody hands looked terribly frightening. They bent their five fingers and pulled Fang Zhe's thigh vigorously, as if they wanted to drag Fang Zhe into the boundless sea of ​​blood.The willow branch in his hand is even more green, covering the entire supermarket.

Bai Qi was stung by the green light and closed his eyes.The shrill screams seemed to have disappeared, and when Fang Zhe opened his eyes, he found that the sea of ​​blood had already disappeared, leaving only Bai Qi standing in front of him with fluttering white clothes.Biting his lower lip tightly, Fang Zhe didn't care too much.Shaking the willow branch lightly, with a "pop", the willow branch made a loud noise in the air.

The huge force is like an endless river, and Bai Qi is swallowed by the doomsday like a catastrophe. With a bang, Bai Qi was knocked down by the willow branch.And Ying Zheng didn't know when, he had already stared at Qinghui with disheveled hair.The branch in Qinghui's hand exudes light of seven colors, looking extremely peaceful.As if an old hatred had settled down, it slowly flowed through Fang Zhe's heart.

"Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree!" Ying Zheng's voice was a little hoarse, and he kept panting.I used too much force just now, and I didn't expect that this Kunlun sect disciple would have such a treasure in his hands.The black dragon robe was disheveled, he swallowed his saliva, his eyes were full of hatred, and his brows were fierce.The He's Jade in his hand was twirling, and the branch in Qinghui's hand emitted a burst of powerful light.

Ying Zheng snorted coldly, and He Shibi soared into the sky, like a nimble swimming dragon, rushing towards Qinghui from midair with endless power.

Qinghui didn't see any movement, he held the Qibao Miaoshu tightly and brushed lightly.He's Bi's original grand light dimmed, and it hit the ground with a "snap", rolled a few times, and didn't even move.Qinghui raised his eyebrows, and said to Yingzheng with a cold face, "Qin Shihuang is nothing more than that!"

Although Qinghui was talking to Yingzheng, the movements in his hands were not slow.The branch of the seven-color light brushed against Ying Zheng fiercely, and Ying Zheng staggered and took a few steps back.The disheveled appearance has long lost the graceful, luxurious and condescending aura of the world.Today's Qin Shihuang is more like a bereaved dog, terrified all day long.He looked viciously at the Qibao Miaoshu in Qinghui's hand, and said with a sneer, "If it wasn't for the Qibao Miaoshu, you kid would have been torn into pieces by me!"

Qinghui's pale face turned red, and he also knew that the treasure in his hand was an extremely powerful magic weapon.This magic weapon doesn't seem to listen to him, but it protects him all the time.In that precious light, there seemed to be some quiet fragrance of lotus.Makes people soothe their minds and calm their minds.

Even he, who suffered from the disaster of exterminating his family, calmed down in this quiet fragrance.Ying Zheng tidied up his robes, lightly shook the mountain whip in his hand, and the pressure fell from the sky like a majestic Mount Tai.It was so heavy that he was almost out of breath, but fortunately, the Qibao Miaoshu in his hand exuded a faint brilliance, which slowly melted away the pressure on Qinghui's shoulders.Ying Zheng looked at Qinghui, and the grand seven-treasure tree was constantly changing with colorful brilliance.

With a sneer, Ying Zheng's whip flicked again.Qinghui bent down slowly, the weight on his body was getting heavier and heavier, as if it was going to press him into the floor.Fang Zhe watched Bai Qi lying on the ground writhing and howling in pain, unable to get up for a while.He flicked towards Yingzheng lightly, and the emerald green light rushed towards Yingzheng like a river.

"Call!" Ying Zheng turned around, and sipped lightly at the green light that was rushing towards him.The mountain whip collided with the green light, and there was a "bang".A roar like thunder and lightning exploded in the ears of Fang Zhe and Ying Zheng.

Qinghui's body relaxed, and the invisible pressure gradually dissipated.Watching Ying Zheng's mountain whip colliding with the green light from the willow branch in Fang Zhe's hand.The Qibao Miaoshu in Qinghui's hand is getting tighter and tighter, looking for the right moment.When Ying Zheng was about to throw out the mountain whip again, Qinghui brushed Ying Zheng's back.

Ying Zheng swayed a few times at first, but staggered and couldn't stand still.With a bang, he fell to the ground.He was about to stand up, but a huge force bound him to the floor.Ying Zheng looked at Fang Zhe viciously, and said with dissatisfaction, "Despicable means!" Fang Zhe took back the willow branch panting, but still held it tightly in his hand.As if it was a life-saving straw, "What's the matter?"

Fang Zhe looked at Qinghui with slightly bewildered eyes, and Qinghui was the same as Fang Zhe.Tired and sweating profusely, he touched the sweat on his forehead with his hand, "They can't get up for the time being, we have to find a way. Otherwise, if we let them go on, I'm afraid things won't be so simple. "

Qinghui's words reached Fang Zhe's ears, and Fang Zhe nodded vigorously.He agrees with Qinghui's words very much, these two people are like lunatics, if they disagree with each other, they will fight.They really need to be on guard, but he still doesn't know how to solve these two troubles.

Both of them are old monsters for many years, and they can even drive away the existence of heavenly soldiers.For Fang Zhe and Qinghui, they just took advantage of the magic weapon.If you wait for these two old monsters to recover, then things will be a big deal.

With a sound of "squeak", under the dim street lamp, a man in battle robe and armor with two swords in his hands walked in.His face was very stern, and those eyes seemed to see through the world.With a sharp-edged silhouette, a heroic spirit between the brows soars into the sky.Fang Zhe was taken aback, looked at the man and asked, "You, who are you?"

"Your Majesty, Yang Jian, was ordered to arrest Ying Zheng and Bai Qi for interrogation!" Yang Jian looked stern, and bowed to Fang Zhe with his hands clasped in his hands, "May I, Manager Fang, let me arrest the two of you and bring them to justice!"

"Yang——Yang Jian?" Fang Zhe was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped. He stared at the tall man standing in front of him, unable to imagine that the tall and handsome man in front of him was the legendary Yang Jian with three eyes.This man was born extremely handsome, his tall figure was wrapped in armor that shone with silver light.There was no rumored third eye on the forehead above the two eyes. His expression was extremely severe, and he looked at Ying Zheng and Bai Qi solemnly.

Even Qinghui gasped, Yang Jian is the God of War in the Heavenly Court.The Tao name is "Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun", he is the righteous god of heaven and his status is not low.A small mortal supermarket is actually greatly respected by Erlang God Yang Jian.Qinghui swallowed his saliva and looked at Fang Zhe with a sluggish face. Maybe even the store manager in front of him didn't know the mystery.

Yang Jian's eyes burst into light, he looked at Fang Zhe, and asked, "Shop Manager, what do you think?" Fang Zhe was taken aback, then came back to his senses and said, "Yes, yes!"

"Heh—" Yang Jian looked at Ying Zheng and Bai Qi and sneered, "When you killed Emperor Gou Chen that day, did you think about today?"

Ying Zheng snorted coldly, looked at Yang Jian without looking sideways and said word by word, "If it weren't for the wonderful tree of the seven treasures, how could I have lost! You are just taking advantage of the magic weapon, hmph—" Yang Jian froze for a moment, frowned and looked at Qinghui, and saw that the branch in Qinghui's hand exuded seven-colored brilliance.

He is no stranger to this magic weapon. During the Battle of the Conferred Gods, the owner of this weapon appeared many times.He glanced at Qinghui coldly, then turned his hands over, and a rope of golden light appeared in his palm.

"Tie the immortal rope!" Bai Qi looked at Yang Jian in astonishment, and before he could speak, the immortal rope flew towards the two of them.Under the golden light, the two were tied very tightly. Yang Jian held the rope for a while, and said to Fang Zhe, "Thank you, Manager Fang, my uncle—" Yang Jian opened his mouth and was about to say What.His expression changed, and he suddenly turned to look outside the supermarket.

Clouds began to gather one by one, and the colorful clouds illuminated the entire sky beautifully, as if entering another beautiful world.Yang Jian yelled, "Oops!" He hurriedly nodded at Fang Zhe and said, "Shop Manager Fang, I'm going back to report to you, so I'm leaving!"

Just as Yang Jian took a step, it was like bumping into a wall. With a "bang", he covered his forehead with bared teeth.Fang Zhe's expression froze.Some of them didn't understand the current situation. Through the glass door, they looked outside the supermarket with clouds and clouds all over the sky, illuminating the entire roadside outside the supermarket as if it were dawn.Under the golden light, lotus flowers bloomed on the cement road, and large purple clouds filled the entire sky.

Yang Jian said with a bitter face, "It's still a step too late!" He lowered his head and sighed, "It's still coming!" Fang Zhe was stunned, why was it slow, and who came here?