On a small road in the back mountain, a man in night clothes was lying on the ground, frantically struggling with his body, but the iron lock on his leg was getting tighter and tighter.

"If you continue to struggle, your leg will be cut off alive!"

Fang Yang landed next to the other side to remind him, and then cut off the operation of the mechanism with a wave.

At the same time, Yueying and his party have also arrived at the scene. Huang Ning is the first to catch the intruder and lift his hand to open the veil on the other party's face.

"Let me see who you are!"

However, when the veil fell to the ground, the moon shadow and the disciples of the Kirin sect suddenly widened their eyes, and an expression of disbelief appeared on their faces.

"What's going on?"

The intruder's eyes were dull. The most important thing was that the other party was a member of the Qilin clan who died in the front line!

Moon shadow quickly asks Huang Ning to put him down, but Fang Yang suddenly realizes that there is a strong sense of killing around Qilin villa.

Almost instantly, everyone on the scene moved quickly, and countless flying knives came from all directions, jingling and crashing on the ground.

With the help of the ability of golden eye, Fang Yang found that these flying knives all came from the same direction. He raised his hand and did not hesitate to move to the East woods to make the big hand print of Tantric school.

With a bang, more than ten pine trees fell. At this time, in the dark, a man in a black cloak came out of the woods slowly.

His height seems to be a little short, but his cloak is very long. It's nearly two meters long. When he walks, he will make a strange jingle.

Huang Aohan and others immediately come to Fang Yang. They haven't met this person on the scene. It seems that the other party should be one of the few killers in the evil spirit hall.

"I didn't expect so many people to come out to meet me," said lake, stopping and laughing. "Are they all eager to sacrifice my knife with their lives?"

"Fart your mother!"

Huang Ning came forward and spat. Then he pulled out his sword and rushed over. The strong Qi burst out from his body, shaking up a piece of dust on the ground!

Yueying and others found more evil hall apostles in other places. They rushed into Qilin mountain villa from all directions and did not pay attention to Zhong Qiang's mechanism.

The sound of thunderbolt rang through the sky. Fang Yang noticed that these apostles had a characteristic, just like walking dead!

"Everyone, be careful. There's something wrong with these enemies!"

Moon shadow of course also saw the strange place, but when she just gave the order, Huang Ning, who was fighting with lake, suddenly fell to the ground from mid air.

Poop!

Fang Yang appears at Huang Ning's side in time, reaches out his hand to pull the other side who almost rolls down the cliff.

"Are you OK, brother Huang?"

Looking at the Dagger's position, he didn't know when he was biting him!

It seems that the short man in front of him is a ruthless role. He injured Huang Ning in less than a minute, and his strength should be in the later stage of the sky!

"Do you want to fight me?"

Lake narrowed his eyes and couldn't help laughing wildly. He seemed to think that each of these people standing in front of him could be his own enemy.

But I didn't expect that when this sentence was just finished, a black figure came behind him.

All the people on the scene were fighting against the apostles in the evil spirit hall, and they didn't notice the expression of amazement on Lake's face.

"I'll fight you!"

Fang Yang attached to his ear to say such a sentence, raised his leg and directly kicked on Lake's body, let the other side fall to the ground like Huang Ning, flying in mid air and lying on the ground.

These movements even lasted less than half a second. Lake only felt his head buzzing. When he woke up, he realized that he had already rolled several times on the ground.

But this guy belongs to the character of the more brave in the war, under the pressure of absolute strength, he will also burst out more powerful!

"What's your name?" he asked with a sneer

"You don't deserve to know!"

Fang Yang's expression was very cold. He didn't intend to give this guy any breathing opportunities. His figure flashed again, and he raised the dragon scale sword to rush past.

"I'm not going to hit the same trick the second time..."

Bang!

Lake's eyes are fixed on Fang Yang's moving track, but when he reaches out his hands and stabs each other with a dagger, he suddenly pours into the air!

At the same time, Fang yangsa appeared in the rear and kicked him on the back again.

"I'm not stupid enough to use the same trick a second time!"

After clapping his hands, Fang Yang noticed that Yueying had finished solving the other disciples in the evil spirit hall, but they were all disciples of the sect who had died in the front line, just as he thought!Huang Aohan even saw his friends who fought with him three years ago!

At this time, he was in a breakdown mood. When he found that lake had not yet climbed up from the ground, he raised his right hand and urged Zhenqi to fight out.

This move took ten successful forces. As soon as he got up and wanted to open his mouth, he was suddenly hit on the wall behind him by the real Qi like a big wave, and his limbs suddenly broke.

There was no expression on people's faces. The practice of the evil spirit hall made them realize the cold blood of darkness. They would use the corpses of the dead to continue to control the fight and completely touched the moral bottom line.

"Why use these people?"

Fang Yang pulls out the dragon scale sword and walks up to lake. His voice questions the other side coldly.

"Because I know you can't stand this!" Even though lake could not move, he still showed a terrible smile, "I went to look for the bodies of these people, in order to give you this surprise!"

"You pervert!"

The dragon scale sword brushes across Lake's chest, and a wound nearly seven centimeters long suddenly appears in front of everyone.

"I, lake, just want you to remember the hall of evil spirits, so that you will never forget the pain in your dreams!" The stronger his pain, the more excited his spirit was. "Sooner or later, the hall of evil spirits will rule the whole human world, and you people will become sacrificial objects, skinned and hung alive on trees!"

His sharp voice reverberated in the valley several times. People couldn't listen to this crazy speech. They urged Fang Yang to do it quickly, and finally he got rid of the madman.

"I have a better way!"

Fang Yang didn't choose to do it. After putting away the dragon scale sword, he summoned the Zhong's mechanism not far away, and then put it in front of lake.

"What are you doing?"

Lake looked at the round, jar like object in front of him and couldn't help asking.

"I'm going to put you in this, of course, and then..." Fang Yang's eyes flashed a more cruel chill, "slowly watching you lose too much blood to die!"

As a killer of the evil spirit hall, lake has always been cold-blooded and merciless, but this time he can't help sweating when he hears Fang Yang's words.

"If you want to kill me or cut me, what is the ability to torture people?"

"That's what I'm going to do with you. You don't have the right to choose!"

- the content is from [Migu reading]