Chapter 723

The middle-aged messenger has never been in such a dilemma in his life as today.

In the past, the identity of the messenger of the hanging mountain was his greatest dependence and shelter.

Even those who are stronger than him, such as Lei lie, and the heads of other forces.

When you see yourself, you are also respectful.

Although they know that what they respect is not themselves, but the backer standing behind them.

But no one doesn't like it and is revered.

The same is true of middle-aged messengers.

He likes this feeling and drives stronger martial artists than himself to do what he wants them to do, which makes the middle-aged messenger very satisfied.

But he never thought that one day, he would encounter such an arrogant existence as Zhao Fang.

If Zhao Fang is Jin Zun's strong man, or is very polite to him and gives him some face, it's all right. He won't care about the death of Lei lie and others.

For him, Lei lie is just a person who can be used. He dies when he dies. It doesn't matter to him. Naturally, he won't avenge him.

But Zhao Fang did not take himself in the eyes. His attitude was so arrogant and arrogant.

However, he did not dare to take the initiative to attack.

After witnessing the defeat of the five leaders of the green Wolf castle, he saw the golden puppet standing in front of him like a cold stone statue. He really didn't know how much chance he would win if he really released his hand to Zhao.

50%?

Thirty percent?

Or hopeless?

Yes, even if he doesn't want to admit it, the facts are there, which makes him feel oppressed and a little bored at the same time.

"Do you really want to be the enemy of Xuankong mountain? I think you are a talent. As long as you can apologize, I can ignore your unintentional loss and give you a great fortune."

Although the middle-aged emissary was very angry with Zhao Fang, he also knew that with his own strength, if he really started a war with the other party, he must be the one who died in the end.

So he chose to give in.

As soon as he said this, the scene suddenly burst into an uproar.

They didn't expect that the messenger of Xuankong mountain, who has always been overbearing to the outside world, would say such words.

What's more, Zhao Fang's behavior of killing Lei lie and killing the God of thunder was just an "unintentional loss" in the eyes of the high middle-aged envoy.

They heard the middle-aged messenger's concession.

He also secretly marveled that Zhao Fang's strength forced his middle-aged envoy to give in temporarily.

They thought that when things came to an end, Zhao Fang would give the middle-aged messenger a step down.

Then, both sides are happy and solved perfectly!

Unfortunately.

They still underestimated Zhao Fang's character.

"Apologize? Why apologize? What qualifications do you have for me to apologize?"

Zhao Fang's words attracted more uproar.

After hearing Zhao Fang's words, the two supreme elders of the Thor Association, who had a gloomy look because the middle-aged messenger gave way, suddenly smiled with a ferocious and cold smile.

"Arrogance and ignorance!" the middle-aged messenger looked gloomy and waved his big hand, "put in the array!"

As his voice fell, the two people beside him moved together, pulled out their long swords at the same time, retreated to the positions on both sides behind the middle-aged Messenger, and formed a "pin" shaped sword array with the middle-aged messenger.

"I don't know what's good or bad. In that case, I'll teach you a good lesson on behalf of your elders!"

The middle-aged emissary put his sword in front of his chest and raised his index finger and middle finger of his right hand. When he brushed the long sword, the long sword hummed and exuded awe inspiring sword Qi.

At this moment, the three middle-aged messengers looked solemn and had a strong breath. The three breath were one, and they reached the level of six-star golden statue.

"The top-grade Zunqi is similar to the combined attack array, but it is better than the combined attack array?"

Zhao Fang narrowed his eyes and saw through the details of middle-aged messengers and others.

The middle-aged emissary slightly closed his eyes and opened his eyes for a moment. The sword Qi in his eyes was vertical and horizontal. The long sword in his hand was displayed, and the three sword Qi were integrated into a virtual shadow of a giant sword three feet long.

As soon as the virtual shadow of the giant sword appeared, a cold breath swept and spread from inside.

Even the people standing far away were shocked by the edge of the breath when it dispersed, and their faces changed greatly and retreated in panic.

"Cut!"

The middle-aged messenger pointed to Zhao Fang in the distance.

The empty shadow of the giant sword moved with a roar. With a harsh sword roar and sword Qi, he cut into the air and cut at Zhao Fang.

At the moment when the shadow of the giant sword was cut out——

A golden figure stepped forward and appeared in front of the virtual shadow of the giant sword.

Boom!

The giant sword virtual shadow hit the golden figure.

Surprisingly, many people were alarmed and even frightened. When they met the golden figure, it was like cutting into an unshakable world.

The golden figure, motionless, took the blow without damage!

See this.

The face of the middle-aged messenger changed greatly.

On the field, more quiet!

"How possible!"

The middle-aged messenger couldn't believe that this golden puppet had such strong defense that it couldn't shake a penny with a sword as strong as the six-star golden Zun.

Doesn't this mean that this golden puppet has reached a level comparable to the eight star golden statue or even the nine star golden statue?

When the middle-aged messenger was shocked, he could not help feeling jealous and eager.

He was jealous of Zhao Fang's fortune and longed for such a puppet.

In addition to these emotions, more people are still at a loss.

"Even the combined attack technique inherited by the mountain gate can't break the defense. How can we get close to him? Can we only leave in such a gloomy way?"

The middle-aged messenger was unwilling and sneered, "you have no other means except gold puppets?"

Zhao Fang smiled, "I've never seen anyone like you who doesn't even want his life for face."

The middle-aged messenger's face changed dramatically when he heard the speech!

Because he found that Zhao Fang stretched out a finger to him, just like the five fingers he used when dealing with the five people of the green Wolf castle.

"You're cruel! Let's go!"

The middle-aged messenger doesn't want to stay for a moment. Qingye town is too dangerous.

At the moment, they have no respect for face. Compared with losing their lives, face is nothing.

However, just when the middle-aged messenger thought that he would bow his head and admit defeat and Zhao Fang would let him go, he heard such a sentence.

"I said, let you go!"

Zhao Fang hates people who don't pretend completely and run away.

So as his voice fell.

The golden puppet stepped forward and chased the middle-aged messengers.

The middle-aged emissary looked frightened. "What do you want to do? We are emissaries of the hanging mountain. How dare you kill us?"

Zhao Fang sneered: "how about the emissary? Dare to provoke me, whether you are the emissary or the mountain Lord, blow them all!"

The golden puppet shot, and the three had no room to resist.

After three shrill, unwilling and cursed roars, their bodies burst open, and their flesh and blood fell like rain!

Hanging mountain, three people, dead!