Chapter 441

The street was covered with snow and the water was covered with ice.

Into the cool winter, the temperature in the old snow city is getting lower and colder.

Compared with the snow covered buildings, the streets of the snow old city are so quiet at this time.

At least the street is so quiet.

Fang Haotian walked slowly in the street against the wind and snow.

The street was empty and empty, only snowflakes kept falling.

Fang Haotian's goal is the courtyard ahead.

Mr. Fu had been badly wounded by him and had no way to escape. Finally, he fled into that compound.

"Sure enough, the wisdom is as deep as the sea, and there is such an arrangement. Is this your last retreat? However, in front of absolute strength, it's no use how high your wisdom is. "

Fang Haotian dragged the emperor's supreme sword in his hand and pulled out a ditch mark that was constantly covered by snowflakes.

This street is obviously a back road left by Mr. Fu for himself, and it is also a plan.

Although Mr. Fu was very satisfied with the layout of man Xue building, he calculated everyone by using Qi Fenshi to prepare for the wedding.

But he was cautious by nature. No matter how perfect the plan was, there might be accidents, so he arranged heavy troops in this street just in case.

Now, the arrangement he was very reluctant to use had to be used because he was seriously injured.

He hopes that his arrangement can stop Fang Haotian and delay him. He needs time to deal with his injury. Only when his body recovers can he hope to escape.

On both sides of the street, I don't know how many people are hidden.

These should be Mr. Fu's most powerful and final strength in xuelao city.

As long as these people are eradicated, Mr. Fu will be alone in xuelao city.

Fang Hao's murderous spirit was awe inspiring, and he had no mercy.

Only kill!

Fang Haotian didn't fly directly to the courtyard, because there are many Yuanyang realm experts around. Flying is no different from walking, and someone will stop it.

Just like the withered willows swaying gently on both sides of the street.

In fact, the withered willow has no strength to move. It doesn't want to move, but it can't move if the cold wind blows.

It has no choice.

Although Fang Haotian has a choice, someone will stop him from flying in the air. Fang Haotian is too lazy to waste his energy to choose, so he walks on the snow.

He is full of confidence, because his soul martial arts is already at the level of heaven and man.

If you have the strength of heaven and man, why should you be afraid of it.

Since these people want to stop him, he will follow the trend and kill all these people.

Wasn't his original intention to wipe out all Mr. Fu's strength?

With his understanding of Mr. Fu, he could not deny that it was a shocking force. If this force is not removed, once it is used by Fang Wei and then completely colludes with the demon family, it is definitely a great trouble for the human family.

Fang Haotian still adheres to one purpose.

There should be a bottom line for how the Terran colludes with each other and how they cheat and kill each other for the sake of interests, that is, they can't collude with the demon family, which has the ultimate goal of exterminating the Terran.

People like Mr. Fu and Fang Wei have gone beyond this bottom line for personal gain. There is no bottom line, which Fang Haotian can't tolerate.

So he wants to kill.

Now he has the opportunity to kill more such people. Naturally, he can't miss it.

As for the time for Mr. Fu to breathe, Fang Haotian was not worried.

Mr. Fu took Baiyin shadowless pill, and his latent skill was no longer effective for him, so he was confident that he could catch up wherever the other party fled.

With the coverage of 10000 meters of inductive force, Mr. Fu has no place to hide.

What if the other party's injury is cured?

Chasing him all the way just now can hurt him. I believe it will be the same for a while.

Even if the other party has a strong layout in the yard, Fang Haotian is not afraid of relying on his soul martial arts.

One hundred meters ahead, there is still no one to stop.

Fang Haotian sneered. The other party didn't start until he completely entered the encirclement, trying not to let him have a chance to escape.

But he really didn't want to escape!

He came to kill people. He wanted to kill all these people. Why did he escape.

In this world, at least there are no people who need him to run for his life.

But he entered the siege alone, but in the eyes of Mr. Fu's men, he felt that he was a fool and that he was now dying.

They looked at the young figure walking in the cold long street and among the dancing flowers. What they saw was a dying poor man moving towards death tragically.

The wind is rustling and the snow is cold!

Of course, Fang Haotian can defeat Mr. Fu, and they also know Fang Haotian's strength.

But there are many of them, and they are all experts. They don't believe Fang Haotian can kill them all.

So many people killed him.

Finally, someone appeared and someone stood in front of him.

Is an old man, old enough to have wrinkles on his face, standing trembling in the wind and snow.

The old man was cold and his edge was hidden between his clothes, as if he was not from the world, because the snowflakes here could not fall on him.

It's not that snowflakes don't want to, but the invisible vigorous Qi around each other's body blocks snowflakes away.

There was a sudden wind breaking the air, whistling a little harsh.

The old man rushed forward like electricity and rolled up snowflakes all the way. It seems that he was not from the world just now, but now he wants to integrate into the world.

Close, close to ten meters in an instant.

At this time, snow flakes fluttered from the eaves on both sides, and there was a sound of breaking the air on both sides. Two swords stabbed Fang Haotian from left to right.

Soon!

The two swords soon pierced Fang Haotian's ear almost as soon as they came out. They both had to pierce Fang Haotian's ear and pierce his head.

Definitely an assassin.

For a moment, Fang Liangtian felt the edge of the two swords and the mixed breath of death.

This is the sword technique of killers, the sword technique of special assassination, and the sword technique of killing for killing.

Fang Haotian didn't look. He only looked at the old man in the snow ahead.

Of course, just because he doesn't look doesn't mean he can ignore it.

No, that's because he doesn't have to.

Poof!

The two soul swords burst out from left to right. When the two swords would pierce into his ears, the two soul swords pierced into the eyebrows of the two people, and then Shengsheng took each other to break through the wall and into the house.

There were many people in the houses on both sides, and then the two soul swords began to blast wildly in the house.

The old man opposite also arrived. A sword stabbed out of the snow and stabbed Fang Haotian's eyebrows.

Faster, faster than the swords of those two people just now.

Fang Haotian's eyes narrowed slightly.

The old man is really a master. With his seven cultivation accomplishments in Yuanyang, he is also a master of kendo.

The sword is also the sword of the killer.

It can be rebuilt into a sword to assassinate nine ordinary masters.

But Fang Haotian's eyes narrowed slightly not because of the other party's sword, but because of the other party's hidden sword.

This time Fang Haotian did not use the soul sword, but stabbed out the emperor's supreme sword in his hand.

Stabbed the other party's sword, then smashed the other party's sword, then stabbed forward, picked it again, and lifted the other party's left arm.

"Your sword likes to hide, so hide it all the time!"

Fang Haotian said.

The other party's hidden sword is in the left sleeve. Now, the sword will never appear.

The old man retreated in horror, but as soon as he stepped back, he felt a flash of sword light, and a sword light pierced into his eyebrows.

"Poof" hissed, and a blood arrow shot out of the old man's eyebrows.

The blood fell to the ground and was drowned in the twinkling of an eye by the falling snowflakes.

There was a deep blood hole in the middle of the old man's eyebrows. His eyes were filled with despair.

He wondered why Mr. Da would let Fang Haotian do it alone when he was so powerful.

He will never know the truth.

The old man fell to the ground and died. His blood into the blood, dust to dust, earth to earth, blood to snow to the earth.

Fang Haotian continued to move forward.

There were shadows on both sides, and each one seemed to be an ancient demon God who killed all ages.

But Fang Haotian thinks these people are moths, and he is the fire that can burn everything.

Moths to the fire seem to have been written for Fu xianshou's men.

When Fang Haotian stood three meters in front of the gate of the yard, the bodies of 47 experts in Yuanyang territory were left behind.

The forty-seven Yuanyang realm masters were killed by Fang Haotian's Huangji supreme sword. Fang Haotian was too lazy to calculate how many the two soul swords killed.

Although Zhang Hao was shocked that there were no corpses lying on the street, he was still like garbage.

Of course, the man blocking the door was not shocked.

This is a young man. He looks very young. He looks as young as Fang Haotian.

He came out of the yard as if he had come straight out of the snow.

He looks very peaceful. Looking at Fang Haotian, there was a respect in his eyes. Unlike those people before, seeing Fang Haotian was like Fang Haotian killed their whole family and was a great enemy.

"I'm here to die." The young man said, "kill me and you can go in."

"Why?"

Fang Haotian suddenly asked.

The young man confessed to death, and those who died behind him were also killed?

"Maybe someone will give you the answer."

The young man smiled calmly and then shot.

Fang Haotian suddenly felt the colder and colder in the wind and snow. He thought of a possibility.

"Poor."

Fang Haotian sighed gently.

The young man heard Fang Haotian's sigh and sighed gently, "yes, poor!"

I just don't know whether he mocked himself or said Fang Haotian was pathetic!

Maybe Fang Haotian.

Because dead people are not pathetic.

Young people have strong strength and are the nine major experts in Yuanyang. He's not really young. He's too old to remember how old he is. But he remembered that when he was 46, he vowed to follow Mr. Da to the death.

Now to keep his oath, he's dying.

Fang Haotian's sword pierced the young man's throat.

Instead of looking at the sword stabbed into his throat, the young man looked at Fang Haotian. He was smiling and relieved. Then he fell to the ground after Fang Haotian pulled his sword.

Fang Haotian looked at the gate of the hospital.

In the hospital, there are many people who are experts.

Fang Haotian looked at the door in front of him. Instead of coming forward immediately, he suddenly stood silent.

For a while, he sighed softly.

Whoosh!

He fell into the hospital.

He saw three middle-aged people at first sight.

The three look as like as two peas in the middle aged.

They sat side by side.

When snowflakes fall from the sky and fall on them, once they touch their clothes, there will be a very slight hissing sound.

Snowflakes are cut into countless pieces by knife gas, and countless small knife flowers bloom.

Three people, three knives, knife Qi is colder!