Chapter 448

The mountain wind is suddenly tight, and the war heart is suddenly strong and fierce.

The atmosphere in the camp suddenly became tense.

"Two hours?"

Wei biannan's face color changed and became ferocious: "they are in a hurry to die. OK, OK, the sooner they start, the better. With the commander, they are dead. "

Fang Haotian is very pleased with everyone's confidence in him, but he will not forget it. Tell him what he knows. After that, he said, "I'll kill their three elders first. The three guys didn't arrive. The people of Youxue gate thought that they had changed their mind, so their war preparation would be relaxed. When I came back, we would take the initiative to attack, take them by surprise and leave them all here. "

"OK, that's good."

Someone shouted good.

Of course, some people worry that Fang Haotian will deal with the safety problems of the three nine major masters alone.

So is Wei biannan. His identity is different, so he dares to say, "commander, the other party is three nine major experts after all. Do you want to take some people to help you?"

"Don't say three, even thirty will die!"

Fang Haotian stood up with calm and supreme confidence.

The people in the camp immediately had more worship in their eyes.

Whoosh!

Fang Haotian's figure flashed slightly, and then he swept out of the camp. Unconsciously, he sneaked out of the Jueling and plundered to the ground in the direction of Youxue gate.

Beyond the Jueling land, there is a long and narrow canyon road. Coming from the direction of Youxue gate, this canyon road is the only way for the nearest route.

Fang Haotian sat down beside a stone on the top of one side of the canyon.

The wild wind blew his clothes, but it could not move his killing heart.

To you blood gate, he really moved to kill.

For Wu Linmao, for Chixia's three thousand dead and wounded brothers.

Blood debt must be paid with blood.

I don't know if it's the state of mind. Fang Haotian felt that the wind was vaguely mixed with tiger roaring and wolf howling. He felt miserable.

Before the man arrived, he sat cross legged, meditated quietly, and the powerful Xuanli in his body swam away slowly. Now his spirit is strong, and there is no problem with counting at ordinary times. While he was in retreat, he recalled the war with heixin again, thought about what he had experienced in the snow field, and finally thought of Mr. Fu.

Two rings, two wrists.

One is Mr. Fu's substitute and the other is Mr. Fu's.

The two rings are as like as two peas.

Fang Haotian casually opened a space ring.

"So much space."

Fang Haotian was overjoyed.

The space ring is more than twice as large as the space ring he is using now. I believe the other one is the same.

There are a lot of things in this ring. It is a silver note commonly used in the world by the Hongwu emperor alone. The amount is as much as 10 million Liang. Among them, there are many pills, weapons, skill scripts and so on.

Fang Haotian couldn't help looking at another ring, but was stunned to find that although the space of this ring was as large as that ring just now, it was empty. There were only some low-level pills, low-level secrets and some useless paintings and calligraphy.

After reading both rings, Fang Haotian thought that the space ring with nothing was the real Mr. Fu's. The one with many things is a double.

The real Mr. Fu knew that he would die, and all his important things should be taken away by the man in black.

Until now, Fang Haotian still couldn't know who the black robed man was.

Of course, he couldn't think of who the old woman who secretly protected him was. Even now he began to doubt whether the old woman existed. If it existed, it might have been once, and now it might not be with him.

Since Mr. Fu's ring is relatively empty, Fang Haotian decided to use this one. He began to clean up those things. Although those things were useless, they were not rubbish. He put them in the corner for the time being.

"Why is this picture so strange... These swords..."

Suddenly, a picture of twelve swords caught his attention. He turned his wrist and took out the picture.

Twelve swords are vividly painted. At first glance, they are made by famous masters. The painting is simply superb.

"It's a good painter. Each sword is not only beautiful, but also terrible. The person who painted the sword should have seen the twelve peerless swords. Who owns the twelve powerful swords... Although I have nine soul swords, I'm far from the twelve precious swords. I feel that each sword is no less than the Chixiao Yanlong sword..."

Fang Haotian liked it more and more. Although it was only a painting that even Mr. Fu didn't care about, it wasn't really twelve swords, Fang Haotian felt very happy looking at it.

He couldn't help looking at each sword carefully, thinking that he would be able to forge it like these twelve swords in the future.

But he didn't expect that when he looked at it, he suddenly felt an aura rising in the picture, and then he felt twelve sharp sword Qi attacking him.

"It's terrible."

Fang Haotian was shocked and felt that any of the twelve sword Qi was thousands of times more terrible than heixin's full strength.

The sword fell to the ground, but did not send out the terrible attack as imagined.

Fang Haotian, whose face was pale, took a short rest and carefully picked up the sword map again.

The sword picture, as he had just seen, was just twelve beautiful swords without any sharp sword spirit.

But with the experience just now, Fang Haotian's heart moved. He vaguely felt that this picture might be more than a sword picture, but it might be a treasure.

"Mr. Fu, you never thought that a painting you think is ordinary would be a treasure map that even my soul trembles?"

Fang Hao Tian Da le.

You know, he is an alternative existence. The cultivation of soul martial arts is already the realm of heaven and man, and the soul power is incomparably powerful. However, the sword Qi contained in the suddenly rising light of the sword map made him feel that his soul was almost killed. It can be imagined how terrible the sword Qi of the sword map is.

Fang Haotian determined that the sword map was a treasure and checked it carefully again.

But now no matter how serious he is and how he studies it, the sword map has no response, as if what just happened was just an illusion of Fang Haotian.

But Fang Haotian is sure it's not an illusion.

"Coming!"

Suddenly, Fang Haotian sensed three powerful breath and entered his sensing range.

He put the sword away and stood up slowly.

Before long, he heard the ticking of horses' hoofs.

The sound of Horseshoes is very fast and fast. When I heard it, I was still breathing a few miles away from the canyon in front, but I saw it.

Fang Haotian's eyes narrowed, and a team of people and horses came into his sight.

Three hundred horses, each of which is a handsome horse twice the size of ordinary horses, with strong limbs running forward and almost flying close to the ground.

Flying cloud horse!

This is the world's second only to dragon scale horse, snow dragon horse and other top-grade God Jun BMW.

From this point of view, as one of the ten major gates sealed by barbarians, the details of Youxue gate are really not comparable to ordinary sects.

There are three black Jiao horses in front of the three hundred riders. The people on the horse are three old men with white beards. They naturally exude an amazing powerful smell without any intention.

There is no doubt that the three elders are the three supreme elders of the Youxue sect.

Finally!

The speed of Youxue gate is really fast.

Baojun galloped with four hoofs and climbed mountains like flat ground.

Whoosh!

Fang Haotian slowly flew up and flew towards the middle of the canyon.

"Stop."

Fang Haotian suddenly appeared, and the three supreme elders of Youxue gate raised their hands at the first time. The 300 elite disciples behind him immediately stopped and reacted very quickly.

Although the three hundred people were only masters at the level of Lingwu realm, the number of the three hundred people gathered together. At this time, the suspicion changed. When they all killed, the atmosphere soared to the sky and startled the sky.

The eyes of the three supreme elders were locked on Fang Haotian at the same time, and the attack was invisible.

Fang Haotian immediately felt the stabbing of three sharp weapons. If he is only a general cultivation in Yuanyang, it is estimated that he will be stared at by the three supreme elders. He can't control his Qi and blood, and he will fall from the air.

Fang Haotian fell in front of the team and stood in the middle of the road. The meaning of getting in the way is very obvious.

"Who are you? How dare you stop me from waiting? "

The elder in the middle narrowed his eyes.

"Three supreme elders of Youxue sect, three hundred elite disciples?" Fang Haotian raised his voice, "are you going to Xilu mountain to deal with the Chixia army?"

"Who the hell are you?"

After the three super elders, some people drink.

Fang Haotian smiled calmly and said, "ha ha, I'm a member of the Chixia army. You don't have to go to Xilu mountain. The scenery of this canyon is good. Just stay here! "

"Hahaha..."

The elite disciples of Youxue sect immediately laughed and felt that Fang Haotian was an idiot who said he wanted to kill them all here.

His laughter was full of endless ridicule and strong murder.

"Something that doesn't know what to do."

The elder in the middle Leng hum.

"Let's kill him."

More than a dozen riders rushed out. The momentum was extremely violent, and the people on board had ferocious faces. It seemed that they wanted to directly hit Fang Haotian, who was in the way, with his horse.

"Hehe!"

Fang Haotian smiled indifferently, and his toes shot forward like a shell. Almost in a flash, he came to the fastest horse and punched it.

Fists are like thunder. They can penetrate everything, break stones and trees, and destroy stars.

Broken star fist!

Although it is only a simple broken star fist, Fang Haotian can produce an unstoppable momentum all at once.

Bang!

The elite disciple with eight accomplishments in Lingwu realm should blow open with his fist.

"Not good."

All the people in Youxue gate were surprised.

At this surprised time, before the three supreme elders had time to respond, Fang Haotian's figure flashed up and crossed the dozen horses.

More than a dozen riders represent more than a dozen elite disciples of Youxue sect's Lingwu realm. When Fang Haotian crosses their feet and lands on the ground, Youxue gate means losing more than a dozen elite disciples, all of whom are killed by Fang Haotian's fist.

"Die!"

The superior elder on the left flew up from his horse and roared and shot at Fang Haotian.