Chapter 6476

It has to be said that the method of cultivating successors of the killer family is an eye opener for ye Qian.

A long crooked heirs, after three years of simple stocking, directly into another person, not under the hand at this time also feel completely indifferent.

In Ye Qian's opinion, Fang Jilang, the brother of his compatriots, is Fang Jibo's sharpening stone. After only three years of cultivation, he is no match for Fang Jibo, who has been trained by the head of Fang's family for 12 years since he was a child, let alone let him live on his own for another three years.

Unfortunately, at this time, Fang Jilang, a young man in white, did not have ye Qian's rich experience. He was finally trained by his family. He wanted to kill his eldest brother and really identify himself as the heir of his family.

When he heard what Fang Jibo said, Fang Jilang, a young man in white, changed his face and instantly returned to indifference. His eyes were full of cold light. He looked at his brother, who was rumored to have betrayed his family. His young face was full of perseverance. With a few vicissitudes, his mouth turned up slightly. His thin green clothes could only cover his shame, and a bamboo flute was pinned around his waist.

Young Fang Jibo said with a smile: "can't you believe it?"

The boy in white shook his head and sneered: "the Fang family can only have one heir. They should also inform you that since you didn't want to do it at the beginning, now please lead your neck and kill your brother!"

A few cold stars run to the young Fang Jibo as the language falls, and draw a perfect arc in the air.

Young Fang Jibo shook his head and sighed slightly. He turned to the right side, just avoiding the cold star. He tied a seal in his hand and said, "ice arrow!"

A crystal clear ice arrow shot at the young man with sword.

Brother Fang Jilang's sword tip trembles slightly. He just picks up the ice arrow and stabs young Fang Jibo with his sword.

Young Fang Jibo's feet move between, with a small turn, can avoid the sword, but also no time to cast the technique.

Fang Jilang, a brother of his compatriots, saw that the attack had been fruitless for a long time, and his opponent was calm and calm, so he used his sword as a sword to attack young Fang Jibo.

Fang Jibo, a young man, was not surprised. He still moved his body away from the long sword. However, Fang Jilang, a brother of his compatriots, suddenly turned his body and carried the sword with him, so that the long sword, which should have been straight down, changed its direction in the middle of the way, perfectly marking an arc to cut Fang Jibo's belly.

A little surprise flashed in young Fang Jibo's eyes. A smile appeared on his face. His body suddenly leaped back and dodged the sword point that had cut his thin clothes.

As if knowing that Fang Jibo would dodge like this, Fang Jilang, brother of his compatriots, suddenly shot out a long sword in his hand and interrupted Fang Jibo, who was about to make a seal. He also made a seal in his hand and cheered coldly: "ice arrow!".

Three ice arrows braved the cold light and shot at the young Fang Jibo in the shape of Pinyin.

The young Fang Jibo dodges the sword in his hand and sees the ice arrow coming. He quickly seals his hands and says, "ice shield.".

A transparent ice mirror appeared in prepress, rotated and expanded rapidly, and finally formed a half meter square ice shield, which just blocked the ice arrow. However, in my ear, I vaguely heard my brother Fang Jilang's icy whisper: "go to die."

The snowflakes dancing all over the sky seem to be inspired. They gather in front of Fang Jilang's changing fingerprints to form a bucket of thick ice dragons, roaring to the young Fang Jibo.

Young Fang Jibo's face changed, his hands tied the seal quickly, and he cried out: "the secret technique - Fire cocoon!"

The star's blood red flame came out from prepress, spread all over the body quickly, surrounded the young Fang Jibo like a cocoon, and expanded outward.

"Bang Hiss... "

Ice dragon, fire cocoon collision, ice and snow burst out, melting each other, breathtaking beauty.

Compatriot brother Fang Jilang is a sweet throat, a mouthful of blood from the mouth, blood teeth bite, trying to control the ice dragon.

In a moment, the color of the fire cocoon gradually faded away, and the ice dragon only had the body of the snake. With the bone chilling, it hit the young Fang Jibo painlessly.

Looking at the boy half kneeling on the ground, the boy Fang Jibo wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "it's my turn."

Young Fang Jibo made a seal with both hands and said in a deep voice: "secret skill - Snow Lotus!"

An ice arrow is now in front of the press. The snowflakes are flying around and dancing wildly, just like a snow lotus in bud. The young Fang Jibo looks at it pitifully, and his lips are slightly opened, "go."

The snow lotus shoots like an arrow, gradually blooms, and finally withers. The lotus petals circle the two lotus branches and dance with each other. When Fang Jilang, his brother, is in front of him, it turns into nothingness.

"Go back and tell my father that I won the three-year contract. From then on, Fang Jibo is no longer the successor of the Fang family!" In the cold wind, Fang Jibo's younger brother, Fang Jilang, looks at the snow lotus disappearing. His face is cold and consistent. His charming pupil shrinks suddenly, and a trace of anger flashes by. He wipes the blood from the corner of his mouth, and reluctantly stands up with his mouth slightly open. He wants to say something.

He said that he worked hard for three years and was unwilling to be defeated by Fang Jibo?

Said that he regarded the right of inheritance of Fang family as life, which was abandoned by this rebellious brother like a shoe?

Or is he grateful for living twice, but he doesn't feel a little grateful, he just feels insulted?

Compatriot brother Fang Jilang didn't say anything at last. He looked at the young Fang Jibo resentfully and left without looking back.Ye Qian, who lives in the body of young Fang Jibo, looks at everything with great interest. In addition to fighting, it's a bit boring. In the end, his brothers don't hurt each other. It's really a bit unexpected. Fang Jibo's personality in his youth is very good!

Ye Qian didn't know how Fang Jibo, who became the elder of Feixian sect hundreds of years later and regarded the powerful soul as a plaything, was trained.

At this time, what ye Qian really considered was whether he would have a chance to get in touch with Fang Jibo and join him in the Feixian sect to understand the true transmission of nihilism.

What's more, why Fang Jibo's secret arts are not like other soul secret arts, which let the practitioners immerse themselves in one side of the world.

The present world is obviously derived from everything that Fang Jibo has experienced. It seems very real. But for ye Qian, it is impossible to indulge in it, forget his predecessor and kill his soul.

In the final analysis, ye Qian has a headache now. He doesn't know how to crack this art at all. His strong spirit and soul still have a little effect in the face of Lihen scattered people. But now, he has no effect at all. He can't feel any difference in the world. He has no way to crack the false part.

When ye Qian was thinking about how to solve the problem, Fang Jibo, a young man, looked at his brother Fang Jilang's back and laughed indifferently. Suddenly there was the sound of a long sword shooting into the air. He instinctively caught it and turned to look at it. His face could not help changing. He said politely, "I'll see you."

"Get up." The voice was long and kind.

"Yes." Young Fang Jibo gets up and stands in the same place.

Master? Is this the voice that led young Fang Jibo to become a disciple of Feixian cult? Ye Qian's heart moved slightly. If not, how can the descendants of a small town killer family enter the top forces such as Feixian cult? Sell the whole Fang family and make up enough money to buy the quota.

You know, according to the information Ye Qian got from Fang Jibo's brain, the whole Fang family didn't even have a Taoist monk.

"Kill it."

A white shadow across the sky, fell in front of the young Fang Jibo, it is just his white dog.

"Yes." The sword has been shot through the white dog's shriveled belly.

The white dog twitches, sobs and sobs. He looks at Fang Jibo's round eyes, full of pain and confusion. It took him a long time to lose his luster.

"This dog has been with you for three years. You can do it without any hesitation, but why do you show mercy to your brother who you don't know twice?" Voice with a little surprise, but still so kind.

"I'm not merciful to my younger brother, but I don't want to leave him to inherit the Fang family. How can I get rid of the Fang family? You can't kill the whole family to break the dust. Besides, I don't have the strength now! " Young Fang Jibo replied.

"Yes, come to me tomorrow. The teacher's Association will invite the Fang family to give a gift and officially accept you as an apprentice. When this happens, I will take you back to the mountain gate and see the world of the real cultivators!" Said the affable voice with a little satisfaction.

"Yes." Young Fang Jibo salutes again, with a few words of excitement.

For a long time, seeing that there was no movement in front of him, the young Fang Jibo just got up and looked at the empty front with a cold smile.

Fang Jibo, a young man, throws down his sword and takes the white dog to the bridge. He sits down in the old place and looks at the white dog. Half of his thick hair is red, and his blood is still flowing. He dyed his thin and worn clothes red.

Fondly rubbing the white dog's warm ears, the young Fang Jibo smiles inexplicably, with a little joy, pain, helplessness in his eyes, and more admiration and yearning. He holds the white dog in his arms, holds his knees, and looks at the endless white snow, as if everything is the same, but the warmth in his belly has become cold.

The sky is still dim, the snow is still falling, hit the young Fang Jibo face, the water falls, leaving only shallow water marks, gradually replaced by new water marks.

Ye Qian pays close attention to the change of young Fang Jibo, but explains that when he kills the white dog mercilessly, Fang Jibo obviously tells a lie. Maybe it's because of the integration. Ye qian can really realize that Fang Jibo doesn't want to kill, but has to.

In Fang Jibo's impression, this master from the outside never appeared in front of him. Every time he communicated with him, most of what he did was killing, and let Fang Jibo continue to do his old business.

Young Fang Jibo clearly remembers that when he was expelled from the house, his master asked him if he would take the road to become an immortal. He agreed on the spot in order to rely on him. But unexpectedly, in order to test his sincerity, his master threw him directly into the wolf's den. The little white dog was the booty he killed from the wolf's den and brought out with him.

Little white dog is not a dog, it's a white wolf. Fang Jibo got the task from his master at that time, that is to rob the little white dog from the wolves, and then raise it until now. He didn't know what the master wanted him to raise the little white wolf for. There were many conjectures, but he didn't expect that the master asked him to keep the White Wolf for three years, just to let him survive today Kill it.

The end of little white wolf may have been predestined as early as three years ago. The moment Fang Jibo killed little white wolf without hesitation, he became strong and uncontrollable, and became Fang Jibo's firm belief in his way

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