Chapter 449

"Here they are Ah, there are still a lot of people coming. Is this the one who has poured out his nest? "

Fang Bai's divine consciousness spread with all his strength. He was able to detect the movement within the range of nearly 1000 meters. He found that hundreds of martial artists were rushing towards this side. It was Wen Xiangxin who led the "Yanyu tower" disciples.

"Yanyu tower" sent out so many disciples. In Fang Bai's opinion, this is Wen Xiangxin's attempt to kill, and want to leave the lives of his master and apprentice in Xishan.

Fang Bai couldn't help sneering at him secretly. Wen Xiangxin also overestimated the strength of Yanyu building.

Although the two sides have an absolute advantage in terms of the number of people, what's the difference between the disciples of Yanyu tower and a group of mobs, except for Wen Xiangxin and other Xuanwu level martial artists?

Hundreds of "yanyulou" warriors, nearly kilometers away from feilaifeng, were divided into two routes. One was led by Wen Xiangxin, and the other was scattered around.

Wen Xiangxin's purpose is to lay a net around the peak, not to give fangbai and Guishou the chance to escape.

The ghost hand stood up and looked forward to Fangshan road along fangbai's eyes.

Although the ghost hand still can't sense the fluctuation of the warrior, he knows that master Fang Bai's strength is far better than himself. Therefore, he has no doubt about Fang Bai's words.

"Yanyulou" disciple's arrival means that a great war is coming. Master said that he will watch the battle and sweep the array, and he is the main character.

Thinking of the tragic scene of the school being slaughtered on that day, the blood of the ghost hand began to roar and boil, and the battle spirit quickly rose. The spirit of the whole person reached the peak at this moment.

"I'll get rid of those soldiers and crabs who want to surround us, and I'll leave it to you! Those "yanyulou" disciples who appear in front of you later should be those who participated in the slaughter of your school. You don't have to be kind to these people! "

Fang Bai stood up and tapped his toes on the stone pillar. The whole person jumped up in the air like a swallow. Then he stepped into the air and flew over a low mountain in the distance and disappeared.

"Master's strength is really unpredictable."

The ghost hand looked at Fang Bai, who was just like a fairy. There was a trace of admiration and admiration. Then he looked at the mountain road in front of him.

At this time, he finally sensed that there were more than a dozen martial arts people, and they were all Xuan level warriors.

Wen Shiba, who was struggling to wriggle in the snow, had already climbed far away. After hiding in a stone, he showed half his head and looked at the ghost hand in horror, for fear that he would suddenly rush over and kill himself.

The ghost hand sneered and laughed. He was already too lazy to take care of Wen eighteen, who was already a waste man.

Wen Shiba was also one of the participants when the "wanyaogu" was destroyed on that day. Although he only guarded the exit of the "wanyaogu" to prevent the "wanyaogu" disciples from escaping, he did not start to kill, but the ghost hand still did not let him off.

Although Wen Shiba's life was saved, his meridians and limbs were abandoned by ghost hands, and the rest of his life could only be spent in bed.

For a warrior, this blow is not like death.

Whoosh -

whoosh -

whoosh -

the sound of clothes breaking in the air sounded one after another, and a dozen white figures appeared in the sight of ghost hands. In a flash, they arrived at the open area in front of the stone pillars. It was Wen Xiangxin's disciples who led the "Yanyu tower".

They were the core force of Yanyu building. They were the two ancient Wuzong sects of Qingcheng temple and Shaolin to destroy "wanyaogu".

"Dad

Curled up behind the stone in the snow, Wen Shiba saw Wen Xiangxin standing among a group of men in white clothes. He immediately burst into tears and gave out a heartrending howl.

"Eighteen!"

Wen Xiangxin turned her head when she heard the sound and saw her son in a mess. She was surprised and immediately jumped over.

"Eighteen, you are What's the matter? "

Wen Xiangxin wanted to help his son up from the snow, but found that his limbs were soft and drooping, and he could not stand at all. He asked in horror.

"Dad, my meridians My hands and feet It's all abandoned I'm finished It's over... "

Wen Shiba's head stuck to his father's legs and cried loudly. His nose and tears wiped his father's trousers.

Wen Xiangxin heard the speech and was shocked. The whole person stayed there.

Wen Shiba is not only his only son, but also a martial arts genius of the Wen family for a hundred years. He is also the candidate of the next owner of Yanyu building in Wen Xiangxin's heart.

It can be said that Wen Xiangxin has placed great expectations on Wen Shiba's son. He hopes that in the near future, Wen Shiba can inherit his own martial arts inheritance, lead the Wenjia family and lead the "Yanyu tower" to rise to be the first major gate in the secular ancient martial arts world and become the existence of everyone's awe.

But now, the son, who had been placed high hopes on himself, was abandoned, and all his expectations were in vain. The blow to Wen Xiangxin was undoubtedly enormous.In an instant, Wen Xiangxin's anger rose and his hatred was overwhelming.

"Beast! You beast

Wen Xiangxin suddenly turned back, eyes such as angry ghost hand, pointed to him and roared: "I according to your request, bring people to come to the appointment on time, why do you still hurt my son?"

"Why?"

"This question, you should ask me the hundreds of dead spirits of" wanyaogu "

"You Who are you? "

Wen Xiangxin body a shock, involuntarily back a step, a face frightening at the ghost hand.

"Who am I Oh, I am the only disciple of wanyaogu who has escaped the destruction of the family! It's also the fish in the eyes of your three major families! Wen Xiangxin, you can't think of it? "

The voice of the ghost hand is getting louder and louder, such as rolling thunder, exploding in the ears of Wen Xiangxin and others.

"108 disciples of Wanyao Valley, we found only 107 corpses that day. It turned out that you were the one who escaped by chance! Good Good... "

Wen Xiangxin glared at the ghost hand, and suddenly burst into a long laugh, but his laughter was full of strong hatred and murder.

"On that day, the three major sects jointly attacked the" Wanyao Valley ". They said that they would kill all the people who agreed to kill them. However, the disciples of Shaolin thought that we had killed too much evil, so we had to give up halfway. Otherwise, how could you escape? After that, we sent disciples from Yanyu tower and Qingcheng temple to hunt down you, a fish who missed the net, but we failed to do so. Unexpectedly, you came to our door

Wen Xiangxin said that his eyes were steep. He was like a sword out of his sheath. With a sharp breath, he walked step by step to the stone pillar where the ghost hand stood.

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