Chapter 110 Depot

The hundreds of dust threads were in his hands, as if they had been given life. After they were shot out, each one pointed to an acupoint on the body of Qingxu and Wen Xiangrong, and the speed was more than doubled.

Qing Xu and Wen Xiangrong have gone through several battles one after another, and their real energy and physical strength are almost exhausted.

Moreover, the two of them couldn't play a stunt similar to Fang Bai's "Dragon Breaking Hand".

Although they tried their best to dodge, everyone was stabbed with dust threads that looked like two large white-furred hedgehogs.

Fang Bai recognized the acupoints accurately, and there were dozens of silver needles stabbed on Qingxu and Wen Xiangrong, each of which sealed an acupoint on their bodies.

Qingxu and Wen Xiangrong only felt their bodies numb for a moment, lost consciousness, stood unsteadily, and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Fang Bai didn't kill him, otherwise as long as the dust threads penetrated deeper, they would lose their breath and die on the spot.

Despite this, the two dignified Xuan-level warriors, apart from their normal facial features, can't move their bodies at all, almost like a crippled person.

At this time, even an ordinary person who has no power, can easily kill them.

Fang Bai glanced at Wen Xiangrong and Qingxu, ignored them, but waved to Ghost Hand, motioning him to come over.

"What are your orders, senior?"

The ghost hand saw Fang Bai and solved dozens of disciples of Yanyulou and Qingchengguan in a short time. His strength was stronger than that of the white ape. He had been in awe for a long time. .

Although Fang Bai was wearing a mask, the ghost hands could not tell his true age, but in the martial arts world, the masters come first. No matter how old Fang Bai was, it was always right for him to call him a senior.

Although Fang Bai's apparent age is only about 20 years old, a little younger than Ghost Hand, his psychological age is already tens of thousands of years old, so he doesn't feel awkward at all when he is called "Senior" by Ghost Hand. .

"Go and get the six treasures of the Heavenly Rank martial artist."

Fang Bai pointed to the six treasures scattered on the ground in the distance, and said to the ghost hands.

Guishou didn't say a word, ran over immediately, carefully put away the six treasures of the Heaven-level martial artist, and brought them back to Fang Bai.

"I've accepted these three things. The dagger and the two exercises, I'll give it to you."

Fang Bai put away two jade bottles containing "Juyuan Dan" and a wooden box containing ten red primordial stones, and then waved his hand.

After speaking, Fang Bai ignored the stunned ghost hand, turned around and left.

He was so fast that he left the valley in the blink of an eye and disappeared into the vast mountains.

For Fang Bai, what happened in the valley was only a trivial matter, and the disciples of the four major sects were only passing visitors in his cultivation career, and he did not want or want to have too many interactions with the other party.

Ghost Hand stared blankly at the back of Fang Bai's departure, and it took a long time to react.

He could never have imagined that his previous kindness would be so hugely rewarded. Looking at the three treasures in his hand, he felt as if he was in a dream.

"Junior Brother Liu, come and pinch me! Work harder!"

After a long while, the ghost hand turned his head and said to a disciple of Wanyaogu who came to his side.

The Wanyao Valley disciple surnamed Liu stretched out his hand and pinched him hard.

Ouch--

The ghost hand screamed, and the tears of pain were about to flow out.

"It's not a dream, it's real!"

Ghost Hand was ecstatic, raised the dagger and two exercises in his hand, and said to the dozen or so disciples of Wanyao Valley surrounding him, "We didn't run in vain this time, we got three treasures and returned to Wanyao. The Queen of the Valley will definitely be rewarded by the owner of the Valley!”

After a pause, he said, "It's not too late, let's leave immediately and return to Wanyao Valley."

More than a dozen disciples of Wanyaogu responded, surrounded by ghost hands, and happily left the valley.

As for the dozens of Qingchengguan and Yanyulou disciples who were knocked unconscious by Fang Bai, as well as Wen Xiangrong and Qingxu who were immobile, Guishou and others ignored them.

This is a deep mountain. At night, there will be wild beasts. It is up to the fate of these people in the valley to survive.

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The torrential rain, like the pouring of the water from the Tianhe River, instantly enveloped the city of Yanjing with a population of tens of millions.

For a time, in the streets and alleys of Yanjing, pedestrians almost disappeared, and vehicles were scarce.

Right at this moment, Fang Bai was holding a small black umbrella that he carried with him, braved the wind and rain, and walked on a national road outside the city of Yanjing.

Such a violent rain, such a strong wind, did not have any effect on Fang Bai, and he did not even splash a drop of rain on his body.

After leaving Fuhu Mountain, the road leading to Yanjing is basically a plain.

Fang Bai went to many places, but did not find any available cultivation resources. Seeing that there was not much time, he stopped walking and stopped, but flew all the way to the vicinity of Yanjing.

As for the "Juyuan Dan" and ten red primordial stones obtained in Fuhu Mountain, Fang Bai was going to settle down in Yanjing, and then find a secluded place to practice.

With two bottles of ten "Original Gathering Pills" in total, plus ten Red Primordial Stones, with the help of these cultivation resources, plus his own cultivation, Fang Bai believes that his strength can be improved to a small realm in a short period of time.

Due to the heavy wind and rain, no pedestrians could be seen on the national highway, and it was only after a long period of time that a vehicle could be seen speeding by.

As long as there is no one, the speed under Fang Bai's feet will suddenly increase and fly for a while.

When a vehicle drives by, Fang Bai's pace will slow down again, like a pedestrian in a hurry.

When he came to the middle of a stone bridge several hundred meters long, Fang Bai slowed down again, raised his eyes and glanced at the trees on both sides of the road on the other side of the forward stone bridge.

"It's murderous!"

Fang Bai frowned slightly and muttered in a low voice.

beep-

Just then, a rapid car horn sounded behind him.

Fang Bai stepped diagonally and dodged to the side of the road.

Turning to look, I saw four all-black sedans, surrounded by a silver bulletproof car in the middle, passing through the heavy rain curtain and driving towards the other side of the stone bridge.

Fang Bai has excellent eyesight. When the convoy passed by, through the gap in the window of the silver bulletproof car, he saw four people sitting inside.

The two people in the front row were all dressed in black suits and dressed as standard bodyguards. One served as the driver and the other sat in the co-pilot.

Two people in the back row, one is an old man in a red Tang suit, and the other is a girl with double ponytails.

The old man in Tang suit looked like he was in his seventies. The girl with two ponytails seemed to be young, only thirteen or fourteen years old. Judging from the profile of her face, she seemed to be very beautiful.

"Those who are ambushing in the woods ahead should be targeting this convoy."

Fang Bai looked at the motorcade passing by, holding the black umbrella in his hand and continuing to move forward, his footsteps slowed down.