Chapter 839

News of dragon Kun in the North

Silence for a long time.

Yang Qingcan took the lead in breaking the silence.

He looked complex, but said with envy and reluctance.

"You really got the inheritance of master Panlong!"

In his opinion, the red butterfly, a strange creature he had never heard of, should be raised by a "coiled dragon".

Zhao Fang understood what he meant and sneered, "if this is your last words, you can die!"

Yang Qingcan's face has changed dramatically!

Shanyin old man, glittering, blood devil and others also have a great change of complexion!

Zhao Fang obviously targeted them!

"Boy, I admit that the red butterfly does have some means, but do you really want to kill with us?"

Yang Qingcan was timid.

Even if he knew that Zhao Fang had killed all his yin-yang cave elites, he didn't want to fight with Zhao Fang again.

Because his future is bleak and hopeless!

"You haven't given me the qualification to bargain!"

Zhao Fang's face was indifferent.

meanwhile.

The red butterfly that landed on Zhao Fang's shoulder suddenly flapped its wings and flew up.

Seeing this scene, Yang Qingcan's face changed dramatically.

"No!"

He roared and grabbed Shi Xiaokui, who was also in panic, in front of him!

Boom!

He touched the woman who had brought him infinite happiness countless times. In this way, she exploded without any reaction in front of him!

Flesh and blood splashed Yang Qingcan all over!

He was stunned, touched the blood stain on his face, and was stunned for a long time!

The complexion of the old man in Shanyin, Jin Shanshan and others is as ugly as it should be.

When hongdie killed the more than 40 heavenly powerful people, they were afraid, but their fear was not deep.

They believe that it should not be difficult to resist the attack of red butterfly with their strong strength!

Just.

They never thought of it.

Shi Xiaokui, who is also the nine star Heavenly Master, turned into a blood mist when the red butterfly flapped its wings!

Even Shi Xiaokui.

Who can escape all those present?

For a time, fear filled everyone's heart.

"Tut Tut, you really deserve to be the leader of Yin Yang cave. You actually use your wife as a shield. Such a shameless person can still live to this day. God is blind!"

As soon as the word "eye" was exported, Shi Xiaokui's broken flesh and blood also turned into a red butterfly with light wings.

Yang Qingcan reacted with enlarged pupils and a frightened look, which was almost branded on his face.

But still can't change his fate.

Boom!

Yang Qingcan burst into a blood mist.

With the death of Yang Qingcan, the panic mood lit everyone's heart in the audience. They all looked at the red butterfly turned into flesh and blood in fear.

"Little friend, just now I'm confused. I have something to say!"

Jin Shanshan quickly asked for mercy.

"Xiaoyou, I am willing to submit to you. Please let me live."

Shanyin old man also said.

"Little brother, spare your life. The three of us are willing to take the 'oath of blood and soul' and swear allegiance. We will never betray!

The three blood devil ancestors also said in a hurry.

In the past, beizhou was as high as the gods overlooking the great people in the world.

When facing the threat of life and death, the performance is not much better than ordinary people.

Seeing this scene, the disciples of Guangming Shinto thought so while they were shocked and speechless.

"Want to surrender to me?"

Zhao Fang smiled, but the smile, especially the words behind the smile, made Shanyin old man and others look gloomy and angry to the extreme, "want to surrender to me? You are not qualified!"

The red butterfly's wings vibrated slightly, and the bloody killing game was about to open.

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha light, mixed with the breath of Zhongzheng peace, stubbornly inserted, making the originally dangerous situation a little more stable.

The old Zen monk looked at Zhao Fang with a compassionate look and said, "benefactor, since they know their mistakes, why don't you give them a chance? The Buddha said, saving one life is better than building a seven level floating slaughter."

The old monk seems gentle, but the Buddhist breath in the Buddhist horn just now suppresses the wings of the red butterfly.

Seeing this sign, Shanyin old man immediately looked at hope and quickly shouted to the old monk, "master forgetting Cang, save me!"

"Master forgetting Cang, help!"

They all regard the old monk as a life-saving straw!

The old monk still looked at Zhao Fang with a compassionate face, as if waiting for his answer.

Zhao Fang ignored the old monk.

tell the truth.

After Panlong Yunhai was calculated by Puwen's old bald donkey, he didn't like any Buddhist practice.

What's more, the old monk seems peaceful and actually hides his edge, which makes Zhao Fang unhappy.

"I don't believe in Buddhism. What you say about Buddhism is none of my business. This time you hinder me, I can look at huikong Huineng's face and don't care about you. If there's another time, I'll kill you together!"

Zhao Fang's words were resolute and angry.

It really surprised everyone else at the scene!

Zhao Fang is really a man without respect and fear. Even Buddha sect, the most difficult group to provoke, dares to threaten!

Although the other party is just a Buddhist branch of Zen, it is not so easy to deal with.

"Benefactor, do you insist?"

The color of compassion on the old monk's face became more intense.

Zhao Fang answered him with action.

The red butterfly flapped its wings. Jin Shanshan and the blood devil, who had hoped that forgetting Cang would be rescued, were instantly twisted into powder.

It was the old man in Shanyin who didn't know what secret method he had used and directly fled into the void.

"You ~"

Zhao Fang's unscrupulous killing really makes you angry with the old monk forgetting Cang.

"Your anger is too heavy. I will bring you back to Zen and use the Buddha Dharma to dissolve your anger day and night!"

While talking, master forgetting Cang suddenly grabbed his thin palm. It was obviously a weak palm. At the moment of grasping, it was filled with divine brilliance, giving people an irresistible feeling.

"Zen magic, dragon catching hand?"

The Lord of light exclaimed.

"Come on!"

Zhao Fang didn't let Hong die do it. He drank low and was furious. When his cultivation soared to the peak of the heavenly statue, Yi Lingyin slapped it and met the thin palm in mid air.

Under the loud bang, the two were equally divided.

"What!"

"This boy actually has the fighting power of the highest god?"

"How is this possible!"

The leader of the light sect was trembling.

Even the Shanyin old man who had escaped into the void and was ready to take advantage of the situation to attack and kill Zhao Fang was stunned when he realized this situation.

But when he was stunned, he noticed that Zhao Fang looked at the void where he was.

At that glance, it was ordinary, but the heart of the old man in Shanyin jumped wildly.

"Did he see where I was?"

The old man in Shanyin was frightened. Without hesitation, he turned and left.

"Yes!"

When the soft cry came out, Zhao Fang grabbed it with his empty hand, and the palm of the service spirit seal directly shook the old man out of the void, and then grabbed it in his palm.

Under everyone's gaze, pinch it directly!