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Fang Shiyi shrugged innocently: "...It's not my fault."

Luo Zhi pulled out a soft sword slightly, the thin and slender blade met the attacking tentacles, entangled them, twisted the blade, and those tentacles all fell off.

Everyone on the bank showed their own abilities, but those who intended to fly across the river did not feel so comfortable.Nearly a hundred tentacles were heading towards them. They were suddenly entangled in their hands and feet. There were countless suction cups attached to the tentacles. Wherever they were entangled, the spiritual veins there were somewhat blocked. Everyone was shocked for a moment, and the flying sword fell completely On the ground, several people struggled hard, but in vain, Zhi Neng watched in despair as he was getting closer and closer to the bottom of the river.

Fang Shiyi quickly dealt with the tentacles attacking this side, looked up, raised his sword and rushed forward without hesitation, the long sword was full of sword energy, and swung fiercely.

It's just that in desperation, he intended to slow down the tendency of the tentacles to pull those people down, but he didn't expect that he swung his sword away, and a sword aura several feet long was formed, cutting off nearly a hundred tentacles in the middle.

The momentum of the sword did not slow down, and it rushed straight to the ground, forming a deep pit.

Everyone on the shore stared dumbfounded.

Yu Xingyou and Mo Ling were blocked behind the senior brother and elder brother, and they were dumbfounded: "My darling..."

The few people who were rescued rushed back to the shore in embarrassment, rolled and crawled, recalled their sabers, and rushed to thank Fang for picking up the lost things.

Fang Shiyi was also a little stunned, glanced at Wang Shu, and smiled slightly: "In this kind of place, it's better to be careful."

Hundreds of tentacles were broken at once, and the monster at the bottom of the river was a little wilted, but those tentacles were still being reborn, breaking through the ground continuously, and everyone felt their scalps go numb, and hurried away from the river.

Fortunately, most of the things in this place are limited, and they have not been able to catch up.

Those who were planning to leave all walked back in silence, looked at Fang Shiyi inquisitively, and looked at the sword at his waist with fiery eyes.

In today's world of cultivating immortals, the sword is the most respected weapon of hundreds of schools, and almost all sects practice swords. Everyone wants to ask the current swordsmith master to forge a good sword for him, or to get a magic weapon by luck.

Except for Yaogu and Fang Shiyi, the others who were present were all stabbing away at the rumored divine sword.

Fang Shiyi remained silent, leaning on the sword at his waist, carefully discerned the direction of Mingming in his heart, lifted his foot, and walked towards the distant mountains.

Although Yungu is called a "valley", it seems that there is another world hidden inside. The world has been turned upside down by a powerful person. It is almost another world, with mountains, rivers and rivers all available.

A few people scattered away, and the rest were far behind Fang Shiyi, Luo Zhiwei and his party.

Mo Ling glanced back: "Senior Brother Fang, Brother Zhiwei, shall we let that pedestrian follow?"

"It's okay." After Luo Zhiwei finished speaking, he turned to look at Fang Shiyi.

Fang Shiyi smiled: "Follow if you want. Zhiwei, this place is dangerous. If you don't go back first, I will stay for a while and help you get it out."

"This is my business, how can I put you in danger," Luo Zhiwei shook his head, "Besides, I don't know where the exit is at the moment."

Fang Shiyi nodded silently, and suddenly heard the word "Fang's family" mentioned by the group of casual cultivators behind him, his ears twitched slightly, and he listened attentively.

"...Does that Excalibur really exist?"

"Even if it doesn't exist, we are still here. Before I came in, I told the fairy from Qixingyu that I will come back to marry you when I get the Excalibur..."

"Of course it exists! That divine sword is rumored to have been carried by the ancestor of the Fang family. Back then, the ancestor used that sword to slay big monsters and kill evil spirits. It is said that the ancestor wiped and carried it for a long time, and it has a bit of spirituality. , gave birth to the sword spirit."

"Really? The only sword with spirituality today is the 'Knowing Misfortune' in Wen Xiuyue's hand..."

"Who is Wen Xiuyue? How dare you covet him? Once he draws his sword, you won't be able to see the sun tomorrow."

After the chatter was over, someone suddenly said: "Look at the sword that the man in front used...it's so powerful."

"He just saved your life. You don't know what's good or bad, and you will repay your kindness with revenge."

"I didn't say anything, besides, aren't you jealous?"

Everyone was silent for a while, then changed the subject again:

"...Hey, speaking of Sword Master Knowing Misfortune, it is said that his eldest disciple Fang Shiyi took his junior brother down the mountain for a tour. The ancient battlefield is so lively, do you think he will come and join in?"

"Wait, Fang Suyi's surname is Fang, and that treasure house is also surnamed Fang, so it could be..."

"Hey, there are a lot of people with the surname Fang in the world, and I also have the surname Fang."

"Fang Shiyi is just a beggar picked up on the street. His background is very poor. If he becomes the master of Shanhaimen in the future, this is a shameful past that cannot be said casually. Hehe, you don't know, the little son of the Xiao family and He entered the Shanhaimen in the same year, and he missed it by a little, becoming the second disciple. The two of them have had troubles these years, and they almost drew their swords at each other several times. The Xiao family is not convinced by this first disciple."

"If you don't give in, dare to challenge Wen Xiu even more?"

……

Hearing that the topic was getting more and more biased, and there was a faint momentum to discuss the gossip of several disciples of the head of the Shanhaimen, Fang Shiyi was not interested in listening to his own gossip, so he withdrew his attention, thinking helplessly: It is really the crime of pregnant.

It's a pity that the treasure house and divine sword left by the ancestors failed to benefit future generations, but instead attracted countless wolves, tigers and leopards to stare at them.

The person who spread the news about the Fang family's treasure house seemed to know a lot of inside information, and he didn't know if he was a descendant of the Fang family...or if he knew, but he didn't announce it.

No matter what the current situation is, it's better than shaking it all out.

I don't know how many people came.

Fang Shiyi let out the breath that was sinking in his heart, and looked up.

In front is a narrow canyon, surrounded by undulating mountains in the distance, and there is only a narrow gap to pass around, forming a overlooking trend.

Not to mention walking alone in this kind of place, even if you look at it from a distance, your scalp feels numb and the pressure is heavy.

Everyone hesitated for a moment, wondering whether they should continue to follow.

Fang Shiyi sensed it carefully—it was unmistakable, passing through this long and narrow canyon, he was not far from Meng Mingchao.

The silly bird is in good condition for the time being. When he pushed the bird over, he told it and Eggy to protect Meng Mingchao well. As long as it is not injured, Meng Mingchao should be fine.

But Fang Suyi was still worried.

It may take a few days to get around here, and there are many dangers along the way.

Things are changing so fast here, he doesn't have the courage to bet that Meng Mingchao will always be safe and sound.

Fang Shiyi looked up and walked over without hesitation.

Luo Zhiwei, Mo Ling, and the Yu family brothers didn't ask any more questions, and each took out their magic weapons for self-defense and followed.

A group of casual cultivators in the back looked at each other, and finally someone couldn't help but said: "Fellow Taoist, please stay!"

"Huh?" Mo Ling smiled and raised her hands, "Don't follow, you'd better find the way out early."

Fang Shiyi paused: "Everyone, why don't you think about it? If the reports on the cultivating tabloids are true, why don't the people who submitted the reports just enjoy themselves, and insist on spreading the news through the tabloids to attract so many monks from all over Central Continent?" he said. He said, turned around, with a gentle and calm expression, "If you fall in the ancient battlefield, the soul will be trapped here forever, and become a part of the lonely soul wandering in chaos, why bother."

A scarred face couldn't help but retort: ​​"What are you pretending to do so earnestly, boy, don't pretend to be lofty, don't you come here for the treasure house and the Excalibur?"

Fang Shiyi said: "Really not."

After finishing speaking, regardless of those who were stunned, he nodded slightly, stopped talking, and disappeared into the deep and narrow canyon with Luo Zhiwei in the blink of an eye.

"Hey, speaking of it," Yu Xingyou was a little afraid of this place, and shrank away from Yu Zuochen, "Senior Brother Fang, what exactly are you doing here? You brought the little beauty with you."

Fang Shiyi thought for a while: "Actually, it's similar to Zhiwei. I'm here to find something to save people."

Yu Xing suddenly realized: "Save your little brother?"

Fang Shiyi smiled, but didn't answer.

This canyon is said to be a canyon, but it is actually more like a gap in the middle of a mountain. The rocks on both walls are sharp and abrupt. As it goes deeper, the gap becomes narrower.The oppressive feeling seemed to penetrate the body and reach directly to the heart. After walking for a while, even Yu Xingyou was in no mood to speak again.

Luo Zhiwei observed for a while, then his expression suddenly became concentrated, he approached a mountain wall, picked up a little dust and observed: "This is..."

Fang Shiyi's footsteps also stopped.

Yu Xingyou was taken aback, and pulled out his sword reflexively: "What's wrong?"

"..." Fang Suyi was not too dirty, put his ear to the stone wall and listened for a while, then said slowly, "I have a bad feeling..."

Everyone's hairs stood on end immediately: "You better stop talking!"

It's a pity the words have already been spoken.

The ground beneath his feet began to tremble.

Yu Xingyou was desperate: "Brother Fang, hurry up and say yes."

"Okay," Fang Suyi followed suit, "I feel like we won't die."

"Accept your auspicious words," Luo Zhiwei looked up at the almost line of the sky, "but it seems a little hanging."

The rest of the people looked up subconsciously.

Seeing that the gap above was getting bigger and bigger, gravel and dust fell down, the narrow mountain gap began to expand, and the hundreds of feet of peaks were pulled away one by one, and then a bald boulder head appeared on top.

It was the troll from before.

Everyone: "..."

Mo Ling broke down: "It's just burning its hair, why are you so persistent!"

Fang Suyi: "Run!"

Take advantage of this crack in the mountain before being bald!

It is impossible to go back the same way, the previous caution was thrown away, and several people ran in the narrow gap in an orderly manner. Yu Xing ate a few mouthfuls of ashes and poohed a few times: "Brother Fang, If you want me to tell you, if you can’t get along in the world of cultivation in the future, you should go be a charlatan, curse those big families a few words, and then go clean up for them after it’s fulfilled, and you’ll be sure!”

Yu Zuochen slapped him on the head: "Shut up."

Fang Shiyi: "Thank you for your guidance, I believe I can become a well-known charlatan in Central Continent."

Just as he was talking, the sound of beeping, beeping, and peeling stones was getting louder and closer, and his heart was jumping.

Unlike before, the mountain crevasses can run freely, but there are some restrictions.

In less than a quarter of an hour, one side of the mountain wall suddenly heard an earth-shattering sound of collapse, and the sky suddenly brightened—the mountain demon stripped half of the mountain wall alive and split the mountain!

Fang Shiyi's eyelids twitched violently.

The majestic and tall figure of the mountain giant appeared in front of several people.

At such a short distance, unless a teleportation talisman is used, there is absolutely no way to escape.

Fang Shiyi took a deep breath, shook his dusty head, and pulled out Wangshu: "Stand back."

Luo Zhiwei took a step forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with him: "Back up."

Mo Ling also drew out her own weapon—it turned out to be a broad-backed broadsword. The situation was not so urgent before, and she was embarrassed to draw it out in front of Fang Shiyi.The little girl, carrying a big knife, stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Luo Zhiwei.

"..." Fang picked up the leftovers and saw that the brothers of the Yu family were about to come forward, he couldn't laugh or cry, "Come on, you two push this little girl down for me. It's the brothers who protect the brothers and sisters. Be good by your side."

Yu Zuochen and Yu Xing looked at each other, thought for a while, and obediently pulled Mo Ling down.

The mountain giant held up a huge boulder and looked down at a few lifeless ants at the bottom of his feet.

hair.

How many years will it take to grow back.

Looking up, this mountain demon was actually much taller than the other side of the mountain wall. Fang Shiyi put his hand on the brow bone, looked at it, and discussed: "I am left and you are right. Cut the legs but not the neck. Once If I can't catch it, I will restrain it, and you guys run first."

Luo Zhiwei has a good temper and doesn't argue with him: "Go ahead."

The two, one on the left and the other on the right, raised their swords and flew up.

Fang Shiyi jumped to the knee of the mountain demon, and tried to slash out with a sword—as expected, the power of the river was gone, and only a shallow trace appeared.

The mountain demon roared angrily, threw the boulder in his hand, and stretched out his hand to catch the two ants.

It's a pity that big things have big disadvantages - Fang Shiyi and Luo Zhiwei are as nimble as the wind, and the mountain demon tried several times but failed to catch them.

But after a while, the two rushed to the neck of the mountain demon and exerted their strength at the same time.

With a sound of "Dang", the gravel shot out.

Probably if the mountain demon didn't move at all, they would have to chop it off for ten days and half a month.

While hiding from the mountain demon's hand, Fang Shiyi decisively threw a stack of blasting talismans and stuck it to the edge of the mountain demon's neck: "Zhiwei!"

"know."

The moment Luo Zhi dodged to avoid it, Fang Shiyi also glided and hid behind the mountain monster. With a loud "bang", rubble rolled down.

The mountain demon was completely enraged.

Several large pieces were incompletely broken on its neck, and its speed unexpectedly increased a lot. Fang Shiyi was careless for a moment and was almost caught by it.

At the same time, the mountain demon's body began to be uneven and bulge, and if there was anything, it would break through the ground.

Fang Shiyi felt deeply uneasy in his heart, and just about to make Luo Zhi retreat slightly, those bumps splashed out—it was his hand.

Pale hands.

This scene was really disgusting and terrifying. Fang Shiyi had the most side, and was caught off guard by his ankle. He hissed and shouted without hesitation: "Zhiwei, you go first, I'll finish!"

"Fuck you!"

It was the first time in Mr. Luo's life that he uttered such indecent words, and rushed over to cut off Fang Shiyi's hand.

Fang Shiyi smiled: "So you would say such things."

After being touched by those hands, the layer of clothing that Fang Suyi lost was completely corroded, and even his ankles became bloody.

Luo Zhiwei tugged at him, and wanted to jump off, but the rock under his feet suddenly turned into a big hand, and his five fingers gradually closed.

Fang Shiyi's expression changed, and he lifted Luo Zhiwei's collar to throw him out.

Luo Zhiwei wanted to scold someone: "Fang Shiyi, you fucking..."

He didn't finish cursing, only heard a "crack", as if a gold stone was broken.

The five fingers that hadn't closed together suddenly stopped.

Fang Shiyi seized the opportunity and took Luo Zhiwei out of Wuzhi Mountain, staying in the air, looking down.

Not far away, in mid-air, stood a man facing the wind, wearing white clothes like Zhilan.

With a bird on its head.

There is also a cat with nine tails who can only act like a baby in her arms.

Fang Shiyi is too familiar with this person—except for the look on his face at this moment.

That handsome face was sinking, and he looked coldly at the mountain-like monster, as if it was made of paper.Then he suddenly raised his hand, pointed at the mountain demon, and shook his palm.

There was another loud sound of "bang", and the mountain giant, whose body was as solid as black iron, had no time to scream. It was instantly torn apart and shattered into countless pieces of rocks, rolling down with smoke and dust.

Meng Mingchao gently stroked the cat in his arms, his voice was very soft, but it reached the ears of everyone present: "Looking for death."

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Meng Mingchao: QAQ is so scary, brother hug

Fang Suyi: I dare not dare