Whoosh!


    The old slave flew forward madly, with high speed.


    His face was tense and excited.


    "Fast, fast."


    He had seen the mountain from a distance, as if he saw the old man on the top of the mountain.


    He knew that the man must be waiting for him on the top of the mountain, because it was their agreement.


    But he also knew that the man behind him was getting closer and closer.


    "Whoosh!"


    The sound of breaking the air above his head suddenly rose, and Fang Haotian stood in front of the old slave.


    The old slave''s face changed sharply and dived down, but when he landed and was about to flee into the mountains ahead, he suddenly felt the danger of fear.


    He looked up in horror.


    Boom!


    Time seemed to slow down countless times. Just when the old slave looked up, a sword light brighter than the sun rushed down.


    "Sword tiger kill"!


    Fang Haotian sensed that there were people on the top of the mountain and strong people. He thought that the reason why the old slave escaped here was because of the people on the mountain, so he tried his best when the old slave landed.


    The old slave could make Fang Haotian chase for so long and so far before he was stopped. Naturally, he would not be an expert at the level of Yuanyang territory.


    His real strength is the existence of six aspects of heaven and man.


    "Hum, do you really think I''m afraid of you?"


    In the face of the terrible sword light, he gave a cold hum. There was no hiding anymore. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he showed his sword and waved it with all his strength.


    Boom!


    The sabre light has the ability to cut through the sky.


    "Boom!"


    Sword light, successfully cut the sword light.


    But the next moment, the old slave''s face changed. After he saw the sword light, there were nine swords!


    Boom!


    Nine swords suddenly burst out. All nine swords are "a spark will start a prairie fire for all ages" in Erdu Jiujie sword technique.


    Nine wisps of sword light flashed, and then it became the sword light all over the sky. It was like an instant downpour.


    "What a terrible sword!"


    When the old slave''s face changed dramatically, he bit and waved his knife.


    Crackling!


    The old slave successfully blocked the sword light again. Although he was black and blue all at once, the trauma was not fatal.


    However, after he sent out the sword light, there was still a sword, and a sword had been stabbed in front of his eyebrows.


    Chixiao Yanlong sword, hidden dragon out of the abyss!


    However, as a strong man with six levels of heaven and human environment, the old slave naturally had his extraordinary means and strain. Suddenly, there was a rune in front of his eyebrows.


    Chixiao Yanlong sword stabbed on the rune surface.


    Bang!


    Fu burst open and shook Chixiao Yanlong sword.


    "Die!"


    Seeing the opportunity, the old slave chopped out his sword.


    "Bang!"


    The loud noise suddenly arose, and the old slave''s knife was cut on a tripod. Then the tripod suddenly became larger and covered the old slave in the tripod.


    "Damn it."


    "Wu Zun, help me!"


    The old slave''s frightened voice soon came out of the tripod.


    "Bang Bang..."


    There was an amazing impact sound in the tripod.


    When the divine tripod of creation covered the old slave, the nine soul sword had quietly sneaked into the tripod.


    The old slave was powerful again. In the limited space of the divine tripod, he had a lot of trouble dealing with the crazy attack of the nine soul sword.


    Bang!


    A terrible air wave suddenly rose, and the nine soul sword and the divine tripod of fortune were suddenly blown up, showing a body covered with blood.


    In this regard, Fang Haotian was expected.


    The old slave was so powerful that it was normal for him to finally fly the heaven tripod with all his strength.


    Since he expected it, Fang Haotian was naturally prepared.


    So at the moment when the divine tripod flew up, Fang Haotian''s Chixiao Yanlong sword had been waved with all his strength.


    "Wu Zun, help me..."


    As soon as the old slave flew the heaven of creation tripod and the nine soul sword, he saw Fang Haotian''s sword coming with terrible power. He immediately lost his heart and issued a shrill and frightened cry.


    Poof!


    Before the old slave''s voice fell, most of his body sprayed blood and water, and then cracked like paper paste.


    "Hoo!"


    Fang Haotian also turned a little white.


    In order to kill the old slave quickly, he spent a lot of money.


    But it''s worth it!


    Fang Haotian saw a small black card in the middle of the scattered bones of the old slave. If there was no accident, it should be a space treasure that can accommodate living people.


    "That should be it."


    Fang Haotian reached out and sucked up the small brand.


    However, at this time, he suddenly felt the strong wind above his head, and a powerful force fell from the sky.


    "Not good."


    Fang Haotian''s face changed dramatically.


    He knew someone on the top of the mountain and already knew what the old man was, but he didn''t expect the other party to be so strong.


    Wu Zun was at the top of the mountain. He shot so far away that he still had such a terrible blow.


    With Fang Haotian''s strength, he was patted by a big hand falling from the sky before he could hide.


    "Bang!"


    Huge noise shook the sky, the earth shook the mountains, earth splashed rocks, and a large pit up to 67 meters deep appeared in the air.


    With Fang Haotian''s ability, he was photographed at the bottom of the pit without even having a chance to escape.


    Whew!


    The small sign flew to the top of the mountain and fell into the old man''s hand.


    Beside the old man, the young woman knelt, lowered her head deeply and put her face on the ground.


    The old man looked at the young woman indifferently and said, "this will not be an example!"


    The young woman trembled slightly and kowtowed repeatedly: "thank you, Lord, thank you...!", She shed tears of gratitude for the old man not killing Fang Haotian.


    "Hum!"


    The old man snorted coldly, rolled his sleeves and flew up with the young woman and disappeared in the twinkling of an eye.


    At the foot of the mountain, in the pit, Fang Haotian lay motionless.


    Around, the smell rustled, and there was a faint surge of murderous gas over the top of the pit.


    After a while, Fang Haotian''s body trembled slightly and his mouth gushed blood.


    He didn''t die. He didn''t die under that palm.


    But the first thing he thought of when he woke up was why the old man was merciful.


    Since Pang Yan''s old slave fled here with the treasure and a strong man rescued from the underground palace of the wild city and handed it to the old man called wuzun, there is no doubt that the old man should be the strong man of the holy devil temple.


    He didn''t understand that the strong man in the holy devil Temple showed mercy to him.


    If he hadn''t been stunned by a slap at that time, maybe he would know why the old man showed mercy to him.


    But in this case, he will still have something he doesn''t understand.


    Why should a maid beside a strong man in the holy devil Temple save him?


    When he felt the old man, he naturally knew the existence of the maid.


    He''s sure he doesn''t know her.


    But why did she know him and save him?


    But now Fang Haotian doesn''t understand the former. He doesn''t know that the young and beautiful maid saved him.


    "It''s terrible. What level of power is Wu Zun? Beyond the existence of immortal masters in the virtual Dan realm? "


    Fang Haotian struggled to sit up.


    This old man, called wuzun, is definitely the most powerful person Fang Haotian has ever seen.


    It is stronger than Nan Tan of the demon family, and stronger than the mysterious old woman who took the virtual night moon and asked him to participate in the demon Slayer selection competition.


    Poof!


    Another mouthful of blood gushed out.


    Fang Haotian''s canthus teeth.


    It hurts!


    The whole body is painful. Although Wu Zun finally left strength, he still feels that the whole body skeleton is scattered.


    Even the trembling of his body during blood spraying can bring a sharp pain, which makes him have the impulse to faint himself to alleviate the pain.


    But pain is better than death.


    In such a situation, it hurts even if he doesn''t move. It''s even more painful if he moves. It''s difficult to leave the pit. He can only treat the injury here, recover his body and make plans again.


    Whoosh!


    Above the pit top, the sound of breaking the air suddenly rose, and a fat figure stood on the edge of the pit top.


    Fat man is Fei an, the leader of the wild city.


    He saw Fang Haotian, his face changed slightly, then jumped down and said, "how could you be so badly hurt, Pang Fu?"


    Fang Haotian said, "dead, I killed him.", Then he asked, "who are you?"


    Fei''an was stunned: "don''t you know me?"


    Fang Haotian said, "I don''t know."


    Fei''an''s eyes suddenly became a little sharp: "I''m fei''an, the leader of the wild city. Aren''t you from Mo shanlou?"


    "So you are the Lord of Philadelphia." Fang Haotian breathed a sigh of relief. "I''m not from Moshan building. I just happened to pass by the wild city and shot when I saw the demons in the holy devil hall as the enemy."


    "I see..."


    Feian nodded gently, but the suspicion in his eyes was stronger, and there were some obscure differences that could not be explained clearly. Then he glanced vaguely, and finally hesitated and asked, "is there anything left after Pang Fu''s death?"


    "You mean a black brand?" Fang Haotian said, "the sign was robbed by an old man. I was badly hurt by the old man.", With that, Fang Haotian put a pill into his mouth in front of Fei an.


    After taking the pill, Fang Haotian said, "Lord Philadelphia, my injury is very serious."


    "An old man? He beat you badly? "


    Fei''an was stunned. He looked up at the top of the pit and thought that the big pit was the old man''s masterpiece. After thinking a little, he suddenly flew to the top of the pit and said, "there are often monsters in this area. I''ll guard it for you."


    "Then thank you, Lord Fei."


    Fang Haotian didn''t refuse. He thanked and closed his eyes.


    Soon, Fang Haotian''s breathing became more and more uniform.


    On the top of the pit, fei''an''s face became more and more gloomy. He looked at Fang Haotian, and the cold light in his eyes flashed more and more fiercely. It seemed that he would jump down the pit to attack Fang Haotian in the next moment.


    "He meant to kill me."


    Fang Haotian will not be completely relieved because fei''an is the leader of the wild city.


    He has always been on guard. While healing with luck, he shrouds fei''an on the pit with soul induction. Every move of the other party can''t escape his induction.


    If fei''an moves, waiting for fei''an is an angry nine soul sword.


    "He can kill Pang Fu, and his strength is at least the six levels of heaven and man..." at this time, Fei an''s heart is struggling and his mind is turning, "can I kill such a strong man under serious injury? Also, what if his injury is not as serious as it seems? He seems to believe me now, but I don''t know him at all. He can''t set no defense against me because I''m the leader of the wild city. If he was really so naive and killed early, how can he cultivate such strong strength... "


    Time, a little past.


    Finally, faan didn''t do it.


    When it was almost dawn, Fang Haotian suddenly flew up from the bottom of the pit.


    Although his body has only recovered one or two percent now, it is no problem to come from the bottom of the pit.


    "Thank you, Lord Fei."


    Fang Haotian thanked Fei an.


    "You''re welcome." Fei''an said, "you have the intention to deal with the holy devil temple, which is the chivalrous man of our Terran. When you are seriously injured, I will guard for you, which is equivalent to doing something for the Terran. Now you''re all right. Why don''t you go back to the city with me and recover in my city master''s house? "


    "You can''t help me even if I''m seriously injured." Fang Haotian said, "the city Lord has a great responsibility. The city was so chaotic last night. Now it must be urgent for the city Lord to go back and preside over the overall situation. The city Lord doesn''t need to waste time for me."


    Fei''an stared at Fang Haotian, his mouth moved, as if to ask something, but in the end he just smiled, then turned and quickly swept away in the direction of the wild city.


    Looking at Fei an''s back, Fang Haotian''s eyes narrowed slightly and thought deeply!