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"Haha, kid, do you still want the hero to save the United States?".

The Poison Master sneered, and then he tried to harvest Fang Chen's life with a real Qi.

However, Fang Chen's reaction at this moment completely exceeded everyone's expectations.

The amethyst giant sword in his hand dragged his hand directly.

Flying towards the imperial poison master, the amethyst heavenly sword is the weapon of the spirit king Ye Xu, let alone whether it can be destroyed by the imperial poison master using true energy.

Even if it is a powerful blow from the holy realm, I am afraid it is impossible to leave any traces on this alien holy thing.

boom--

Infuriating hit the amethyst giant sword.

as predicted.

This sword was completely undamaged, but it was blown away by this blow again.

It fell far away in a wasteland and plunged straight into the mud.

Fang's ethereal person was in the air, Liu eyebrows clenched.

There was a strong sense of weightlessness, and he was completely unable to use a trace of true energy. The distance of fifty meters was enough to smash any undefended martial arts master.

"I didn't expect my ethereal fairy to die in this way...".

Fang Yingmiao felt funny himself.

At this moment, Fang Chen's roar sounded;

"Wu Dilu, come here...".

He jumped up to a height of three meters, palm down.

The black book dashed through the air and rushed at an extremely fast speed.

It is Fang Chen's Wu Dilu.

The person was in the air, and with the impulse of Wu Dilu flying over, Fang Chen was also smoothly taken into the air.

Before Fang Miao could react, he fell into a warm embrace.

"Little thief...".

But Fang Chen didn't feel so well.

Suppressed by the attributes of the extinction field, the true qi in the body was lost.

Fang Chen was just an ordinary person with slightly better physical fitness at the moment.

Fang Chen's beautiful shadow falling from an altitude of fifty meters was swept into Fang Chen's arms.

He only felt that at this moment, his hands were almost broken.

Fortunately, when Emperor Wu Dilu flew over, he provided a little strength, which caused Fang Chen not to lose his initial velocity.

boom--

The two directly fell to the ground as a ground gourd.

Fang Chen felt that his body was about to split, and he showed a white tooth in pain; "hiss".

But at this time, Fang Chen still didn't forget to make a joke.

"Miao Miao, you should lose weight."

"you……".

Fang Yanmiao lay on Fang Chen's chest and glanced distressedly at the man's expression.

But the poison master over there showed a playful smile on the corner of his mouth;

"Hey, he is indeed Fang Huajiu's son, and the reaction speed is not slow...".

Fang Chen stubbornly held a sigh of relief, and helped Fang Yingyan up.

The current situation has completely turned into the poison master alone strategizing, with the device that can suppress the innocence of others, and destroy the aura.

Whether it was Fang Biyun or Fang Yingmiao, now they have become an ordinary woman.

As for Fang Chen.

Not only was he severely injured, but he couldn't show a trace of true energy to heal himself.

"In this extinction field, only Fang Huajiu and I can mobilize true qi, and you are the turtles in the urn, a group of ordinary people without the power to bind chickens."

"Fang Huajiu, how do you think I should cut the three of them?".

The poison master enjoys the perverted pleasure of calculating success.

A dignified spiritual realm powerhouse, unexpectedly used such a method in order to capture the three of them in a foolproof manner.

With mental arithmetic and unintentional, the current situation.

It's really just as the imperial poison master of the emperor that day said.

The lives of Fang Chen's trio were completely in his hands.

Fang Huajiu, the man in blood, shook his head mechanically.

"The Poison Master decides for himself."

Seeing this scene, Fang Chen only felt his chest hurt and couldn't breathe.

I am afraid that all these methods are from my father's handwriting.

This kind of bowing into the game, everyone else is a chess ‘fighting the landlords’.

Isn’t it what Fang Huajiu is best at?

"Father……".

Fang Chen bit his lip with his teeth, and the smell of blood spread in his mouth.

He stared at the imperial Poison Master, if it weren't for his inferior skills, he would have become a prisoner.

The youth could not wait to slash the imperial Poison Master with a thousand swords.

"Fang Yingmen, in fact, at the beginning, I originally planned to wait for you to come out of the Styx Valley monument, and then intercept you, then you will help me to smoothly take out the inheritance of the predecessors of the fairy pavilion."

Fang Chen's pupils widened, and memories continued to surface in his mind.

At that time, Fang Yingming mentioned that after she left the monument, she had encountered an attack by a mysterious spiritual realm powerhouse.

Now it seems that he was talking about the Emperor’s imperial poisonous master, right?

It turned out that this bastard was the culprit who caused Fang Yingmiao to almost leave Fang Chen.

New hatred and old hatred, his father is controlled by this poison master.

The life and death of the eldest sister is unknown in the future timeline.

Fang Chen clasped his palms tightly into the dirt on the ground, swearing in a low voice;

"In this life, as long as I have the opportunity, I will definitely cut your beast thousands of times to vent my resentment...".

Over there, the Poison Master seemed to notice Fang Chen's unconcealed hatred, and sneered;

"Tsk tut, hate? This hatred is really a bit scary!".

"But do you think you still have a chance to see the sun tomorrow?".

As soon as the Poison Master's voice fell, the next moment, a movement of his body appeared directly in front of Fang Chen.

He pinched the latter's neck.

Fang Miao and Fang Biyun who were not far away were shocked.

Fang Yanmian rushed over almost without thinking.

The long sword in his hand stabbed out.

However, here today, the only person who can use True Qi normally is the Emperor and Poison Master that day.

Fang's attack is as weak as a child struggling in the hands of an adult.

The Poison Master didn't even look at it, and then smashed it down with an infuriating puppet, and Fang Yingmiao was shot and flew away.

"Miao Miao... asshole".

Snapped--

Fang Chen responded with a slap.

"Boy, be honest."

Fang Chen slapped him and his face instantly became swollen and swollen.

On the other side, a sharp small sword appeared in Fang Biyun's hand, ready to find a chance to attack.

However, the Poison Master just glanced at it faintly, and then lifted Fang Chen by the neck;

"Ha ha".

"It seems that these two women seem to care about your safety. I didn't expect that an ordinary-looking kid would have such charm, so I am envious."

"Fang Huajiu's son is really Yanfu."

Fang Huajiu, the man in blood over there, didn't get instructions from the poison master, and stood still quietly, without any movement.

But it was after the five words "Son of Fanghuajiu" came out.

Fang Huajiu, who had always been in a state of no wave in the ancient well, raised his eyebrows suddenly for no apparent reason.

"Let go of the little thief."

Fang Yingming gritted his silver teeth and looked at the imperial poison master of the emperor that day with a cold face.

The Qing Xiao sword in his hand was supported on the ground.

Fang's misty white dress did not have the grace and calmness of the past.

"Hehe, this kid, I don't let it go, it depends on the performance of the two of you."

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