Chapter 388

"This man...is he really Shalifei?"

Han Jingfei looked at the overlord who died under his hands, and couldn't believe it.

The troubles that have plagued my family for many days, and now I am cut under the knife by myself?

This is Wu Zong!

"Not only that... there is also this Cheng Miao, who is the head of the Yuxuanzong and the only Martial Sect who can communicate with the meridian... If the news of his death is released, the entire Yuxuanzong may collapse..."

Fang Yuan walked out slowly, and said casually: "As for the few loyal people left, as long as you practice the saber technique I left behind, you can probably handle it. This is also the pressure I put on you..."

"Thank you sir!"

Among the dead bodies, Han Jingfei suddenly matured.

He forced himself to forget the aggrieved and powerless being manipulated just now, and respectfully bowed to Fang Yuan: "If Mr. hadn't made a move, our Han family might have really suffered a lot!"

"Well, let's go back!"

Fang Yuan shook his head.

To be honest, such a short period of time is certainly not enough for pure master-apprentice teaching.

It's just that he is a dream teacher, so he naturally has a way to opportunistically, roughly similar to empowerment, so that the brothers and sisters can become talented as soon as possible.

At this time, I didn't say much, and left the main altar of the Sha family gang directly, and returned to the Han family.

"grandfather!"

When Han Jingfei saw Han Xiaotian waiting in the lobby, he half-kneeled and saluted: "The grandson and Mr. Kuangdao are here, and all the troubles of the Sha Clan and Yuxuanzong have been solved!"

"Is it?"

Han Xiaotian's complexion turned pale, and a gloomy look appeared in his eyes, and he forced a smile again: "I am so grateful for your kindness, and please invite Mr. Crazy Knife into the hall for a banquet."

"good……"

Fang Yuan glanced at the old man, and walked into the hall carelessly.

"Jingfei... you and your sister go to the back hall to help!"

Seeing that Han Jingfei also wanted to come in, Han Xiaotian immediately drank, his tone unprecedentedly severe.

"yes!"

Han Jingfei also noticed something, his face turned pale, and he hurried to the backyard.

...

"Come on, Mister Crazy Knife, I respect you with this cup!"

In the hall, a sumptuous banquet has already been arranged. The meat is spiritual meat, the fruit is spiritual fruit, as well as spiritual wine and spiritual tea. It's not easy to own a family.

"You're welcome, you're welcome..."

Fang Yuan never refused anyone who came, so he killed them immediately.

The color of this wine is amber, the taste is pure, and the taste is also very good.

"Come on, this is the meat of the Saluo beast. It is rare in the local area. Mister use more!"

"Old man Han Luedi, toast Mr. Dao Kuang, I've done it, you can do whatever you want!"

"Come on, please use the spirit fruit!"

...

Those present were all a group of old men. According to Han Xiaotian's introduction, they were generally first-class family elders, and there were four of them in total.

At this time, they are attentively persuading them to drink and add vegetables, and their faces are all red.

Fang Yuan also pretended not to know, and ate and drank directly.

"Mr. Knife Crazy, you really hold a lot of alcohol and are so proud!"

After three rounds of drinking and five flavors of food, Han Xiaotian's face suddenly turned cold: "It's just...the old man has something, I don't know if I should ask it or not?"

"Tell me, I know everything!"

Fang Yuan held the wine cup in his hand, smiling half-smile.

"According to what my ineffective grandson said, the method of manipulating his body in your restaurant is a dream master, right?"

Han Xiaotian stared at Fang Yuan, his voice became cold.

"Exactly!"

Fang Yuan nodded.

"Good! Good! Good! Finally let you find this place!"

Han Xiaotian went limp all of a sudden, as if his energy and energy had been taken away, and he looked at Fang Yuan with a cruel look.

"Brother, fight against him, with uncle's arrangement, what are you afraid of?"

A white-haired Han family elder hissed, wishing he could come up and bite a piece of Fang Yuan's flesh.

"Hmm...does it seem that the layout is very thorough?"

Fang Yuan said: "Next, shouldn't it be time to throw the cup as a sign, and the three hundred knives and axes will come together?"

"Three hundred knives and axes?"

Han Xiaotian shook his head: "The three of them think it's too much, you know that although the food and drink are non-toxic, when combined with the formations arranged around this hall, they will produce a kind of drunken fairy aura, even the dream masters will be really weak , unable to move... This is arranged by our uncle himself. Under his power, he is always a lore, in order to deal with such ruthless dream masters like you! Now you, try to use half of your dream force? "

"Brother, why tell him so much?"

A red-faced old man shouted angrily, and pulled out a huge black axe: "Chop him first!"

Fang Yuan was immediately speechless. He had been counted as the most flattering person before, and the most toasted person. Unexpectedly, he took the lead when he made a move.

Moreover, the master's message was right, he offended Master Meng completely, and he didn't even have a single friend, so that when his descendants saw Master Meng, they all thought he was here to seek revenge.

call!

At this time, the red-faced elder couldn't wait any longer, and the ax swung furiously, smashing down his head and face.

clang!

A huge muffled sound spread, and the terrifying reaction force directly caused the handle of the ax to break and flew into the distance. The red-faced elder even flew upside down and hit the copper pillar, making the entire hall tremble.

"impossible!"

Han Xiaotian looked at the ax with an extra semicircular gap, and Fang Yuan, who was sitting upright without a hair falling off, almost stopped breathing. After a long time, he uttered two words Come: "True Holy..."

These two words seemed to have magical powers, and the elders around showed despair.

"Unexpectedly, Your Excellency is not only a dream master, but also a true holy warrior..."

Han Xiaotian made gestures secretly, with a sad smile on his face: "If you can take such a powerful shot, I will die in vain..."

"Don't you bother to hold me back, or transfer the lineage..."

Fang Yuan drank another sip of wine, very speechless: "I just admit that I am a dream master, how do you think I am an enemy?"

"Uncle once said that he has offended too many people, and not a single one of his best friends... But any dream master who comes to the door, I would rather kill the wrong one than let it go!"

Han Xiaotian said sadly.

Fang Yuan, on the other hand, rolled his eyes, feeling that this is the character of a true layman.

The benevolent master who later adopted him probably changed his mind after going through this drastic change, right?

"alright……"

Fang Yuan spread his hands, feeling that if he continued to pretend, he would most likely scare the old guy to death, then it would be revenge rather than revenge.

Immediately said: "My identity, you may have guessed wrongly, I am not your enemy, but Master Ye Li's disciple..."

"Ye Li...uncle?"

When Han Xiaotian heard this, his eyes lit up, and he immediately shook his head: "Impossible...my uncle has never accepted a disciple!"

"It doesn't have to be a big job to accept apprentices... And, why should I lie to you?"

Fang Yuan sneered: "If you really want to do it, I can kill all of you in a moment!"

"indeed……"

Han Xiaotian saw that Fang Yuan was still sitting upright with a big horse golden knife, so he couldn't help but believe it: "Uh... I don't know about this lord, what proof does he have?"

"Certificate? Does this count?"

With a wave of Fang Yuan's hand, the four divine swords of wind, thunder, water and fire emerged, and combined with the four elephant sword formations, the embryonic form of the derivation domain was formed.

"Tianhe Sixiang, the embryonic form of the domain, is indeed the eight-door sword array of my uncle and his old man!"

When Han Xiaotian saw it, his eyes turned red, and he quickly got up and saluted: "This little brother, I have offended you so much before, how is uncle?"

The elders next to him suddenly looked embarrassed, especially the red-faced elder who greeted Fang Yuan with a big axe just now, and could not wait to find a crack in the ground.

"Master, the old man has already sat down..."

Fang Yuan sighed, and said a few words about Jue Xin's experience.

"Alas... I waited for my descendants to be unfilial and failed to accept Huanhuan's knees. Thank you, little brother!"

Han Xiaotian and the others saluted Fang Yuan with red eyes.

"Well, this time I came here just to see how Master's descendants are doing, and to take care of them for a while. Now it seems that they are doing well... I don't need to worry too much..."

Fang Yuan smiled slightly: "It's just that although I have also cultivated to great power, Master made too many enemies at the beginning. For the sake of safety, it's better to continue to hide..."

"We know this!"

Han Xiaotian and the others smiled wryly, and immediately stood up as if they remembered something, "We still have a relic of my uncle here, please take a look!"

Immediately, he removed the wine table, opened a stone slab, and took out a leather bag.

"Um?"

Fang Yuan was taken aback.

As early as the beginning, his divine sense swept over here dozens of times, but he didn't find this mechanism at all.

It seems that this leather is very extraordinary, it has the miraculous effect of covering up divine thoughts.

Han Xiaotian turned the leather bag over, poured out a bright yellow jade slip, and smiled wryly: "Originally, this is a thought left by my uncle, who told us that if any of our descendants has the qualifications of dream masters, after they become sages of emptiness, We can deliver this thing, but we are not talented, the family blood is thin, and even the spirits have never had it..."

"Um!"

Fang Yuan took it curiously, and with a sweep of his divine sense, he immediately understood: "This is the inheritance of the Eight Gates Sword Formation, if there is a dream master, you can indeed walk on the road of a dream soldier... Huh? "

This inheritance, I have already had a copy, so naturally there is nothing.

But when Fang Yuan saw the back, he saw a large piece of information behind the eight-door sword formation, so he couldn't help but memorize it directly.

"This thing... still has a little effect on me, so I'll just record one or two!"

He generously threw the bright yellow jade slip back to Han Xiaotian, thought for a while, and took out another blood-red jade slip: "In it, there is my set of martial arts, called Qiankun Giant Spirit Art, which can open eight veins , Condensing the real body of the giant spirit is a good skill in Daqian, and the way of origin is very clean, so don't be afraid of being discovered!"

Back then when the Yang family perished, the Qiankun Giant Spiritual Art had long since flowed out, even in the dream world there were exercises for sale, so it was nothing.

"Thank you, my lord!"

Han Xiaotian was overjoyed. Although his big thunderbolt hand was domineering, he didn't have the method to condense the holy body. At this time, having this giant spirit skill is the foundation of a family's rise.

"Well, it's time for me to go when I'm done!"

Fang Yuan saluted slightly, and a layer of mist floated around, and the eyes of the people present were immediately blurred.

"Sorry, just in case, some of your memories still need to be revised..."