Chapter 39 Killing

"The old thief will die!"

Fang Yuan roared loudly, and the muscles on his back twisted like a roc spreading its wings.

Huge strength from the back from the arm, from the arm to the elbow, wrist, all the way to the fingertips.

Crackling!

The joints on his body exploded, like levers one by one. After such a transmission, the original strength is not only several times stronger?

"Eagle Claw Hand!"

Lin Leiyue looked at this scene, her heart was shaken and she couldn't help herself.

She has also seen Yu Qiuleng, a famous master in the eagle-clawed iron cloth shirt among the sects, but it has to be said that apart from having a deeper skill, in terms of imposing manner and spirit, he will be immediately compared to this young man.

'Is this still the old brother of the Fang family? '

Lin Leiyue's eyes flashed, but she didn't know what she was thinking.

"It's...it's so..."

Xiaoqing's mouth was wide open, and she lost the slightest image of a lady.

At this moment, she only had one thing in mind: 'If this... this Fang Yuan exerted his full strength back then, where would my life still be? '

In fact, she overestimated Fang Yuan.

At that time, Fang Yuan's attainments in Eagle Claw Kung Fu were far less sharp than it is now, but he had a system in his hands, and his martial arts progressed by leaps and bounds.

The description of saying goodbye for three days and treating each other with admiration is completely appropriate when applied to him.

Hoo hoo!

The claw wind roared, piercing the heart, before the move came, the strong wind was already shaving and hurting the face.

"Good boy!"

Song Zhong sighed and sighed again, his face turned red again, his hands danced and turned into a sky: "Magic Wind Hand!"

Peng!

The eagle claws touched the palm, and an astonishing explosion sounded.

Whoosh!

Amidst the dust, Fang Yuan's figure flew out, and landed firmly on the ground again, with a trace of blood red from the corner of his mouth.

"Your inner breath...and physical strength, how could you be so tyrannical?"

Song Zhong stood on the spot with a puzzled look on his face, and grinned again: "Unfortunately... no matter how tyrannical you are, you will never be able to catch up with the gap in rank... Cough cough..."

Halfway through his speech, purple-black blood gushed out again.

"If it's a normal six-level master, I will naturally run away... It's just an old dog, how long can your body last?"

Fang Yuan shook the knuckles of his palm, making a crackling sound.

He has also heard the name of Huansi Dan, who can only heal the injury once and maintain the peak state, but the injury of Elder Li later, and even the attack of Lin Leiyue and others before, are not without value.

"Old... old dog?!"

Song Zhong was stunned for a moment, and even Lin Leiyue's eyes widened.

"You... brat, you are dead!"

In the middle of the Song Dynasty, smoke was born from the seven orifices. As a pampered hero, when was he ever humiliated like this?

Even though they were expelled from the sect before, they still didn't agree with each other, blood spattered five steps.

But this brat, dare to humiliate him in such a face-to-face?

Even Lin Leiyue couldn't believe it, giving birth to the illusion that the world has changed drastically.

"Haha... old dog, it's not certain who lives and who dies!"

Fang Yuan laughed boldly, stepped forward and attacked fiercely, without giving Song Zhong a chance to reply: "Look at my eagle claw combo!"

At this time, Song Zhong was close to the end of the scull, but at least his foundation was still there. If he was given a little time to adjust his breath and recover, no one on his side would be an opponent of the internal force warrior.

Therefore, the only fighting secret is to stalk!

In this regard, Fang Yuan has great confidence!

After all, he has nearly twice as much essence as ordinary people, which represents extremely powerful recovery and battery life.

And the combination of the black sand palm and the eagle claw iron cloth shirt, which are both on the fifth floor, is enough to even out the gap for him.

chi chi!

The claw wind pierces the air, piercing the heart.

"Impossible, how did you reply so quickly?"

With a trace of surprise on Song Zhong's face, he gritted his teeth suddenly: "Want to kill me?"

His complexion was originally as red as blood, but at this time, blood beads really overflowed from his pores: "The blood demon disintegrates, it burns the soul!"

This is his secret method of pressing the bottom of the box. It can suppress the injury and urge the last strength of the valley. It has been used once before to kill Elder Li. This time, when it is used again, the burden will be heavier immediately, and even the body will become a broken sack generally.

"Die! Magic Wind Hand—Blood Palm!"

Song Zhong stepped forward suddenly, blood seeped from the pores of his right hand, turned into a bright red palm print, and collided with the eagle's clawed hand in the air.

boom!

Amid another loud noise, Fang Yuan flew upside down, his complexion changed, and he spat out a big mouthful of blood: "Happy!"

His eyes were hot, and he leaned forward again: "Come again!"

"This kid...is he a lunatic?!"

It has to be said that Song Zhong was a little scared by this desperate style of play.

Whoosh!

At this time, voices from outside came one after another, even with the sound of clothes ripping through the air, it was obvious that some masters were rushing at full speed.

Song Zhong's complexion changed, he turned around and left, hiding in the dense jungle.

In the current situation, it was already impossible for him to kill this pair of adulterers, so he could only lie dormant and wait for the opportunity.

Anyway, within seven days, there must still be a chance, especially the young man in front of him, who is very difficult to deal with, if he does not recover a few points, he really has no chance of winning.

"Where to go!"

Seeing that Song Zhong was about to run, Fang Yuan yelled, and immediately chased after him regardless of the exclamation from behind.

How could he let the other party run away?

Even if he knew the characteristics of the 'Returning to Death Pill', the world was too big, and it was hard to guarantee that Song Zhong would not have any adventures. Fang Yuan would not be relieved if he did not see him die in front of his own eyes.

And is there a better chance than the present?

At this time, the opponent's combat power has undoubtedly reached a low ebb, and he couldn't even win a fifth level immediately, which is an excellent time to kill.

If you miss it, you may not be able to have it again.

Whizzing!

In the forest, the two ran one behind the other, not knowing how far they had traveled.

"This old ghost really has long stamina, I wonder if it's because of the elixir?"

Seeing that instead of getting closer, Fang Yuan ran farther and farther away, Fang Yuan was speechless.

"Old dog, don't you want to know how your precious son died?"

He looked around, rolled his eyes, and immediately shouted.

"What?"

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Song Zhong, who was still running wildly, suddenly stopped as if struck by lightning, turned around slowly, and stared at Fang Yuan with sharp eyes: "What do you know? Tell me!"

At this time, there is still a distance from the main force, even if there is a delay, it is enough to escape, the real culprit is related, Song Zhong immediately made a decision.

"Who killed that puppy...hehe..."

As soon as Song Zhong stopped, Fang Yuan did not slow down at all, he caught up directly, his hands became eagle claws, and he slammed down: "Go down and ask your son, and everything will be clear!"

"Shut!"

Song Zhong's face turned cold: "Do you really think I can't kill you?!"

His palms were facing up, the palms were slightly sunken, with a strong force.

Boom!

When fists and claws were handed over, Song Zhong's complexion suddenly changed: "No...you..."

He stepped back again and again, looked at his hands, and saw several clear blood holes had emerged in the palms, and black blood was gurgling out.

"You use poison... no... this is the poison technique... Black Sand Palm... so it's you!"

His eyes were bloodshot, and he swooped, but he couldn't hold on halfway, and fell to the ground.

"I hate it! I hate it!"

Song Zhong roared, looking at the palms where the black air continued to spread, and then at Fang Yuan, his eyes almost wanted to peel him and cramp him.

If he had known that killing his son and enemy was right in front of him, why would he have had so many scruples before Song Zhong, even if they both died together, they would have to pull Fang Yuan on the road.

But at this time, he was plotted against, and he no longer had the power to fight back.

"You first took the Seven Days Returning to Death Pill, and then used the secret method many times to stimulate your own essence, and your whole body has long been useless... At this time, there is no way to survive under my black sand palm. Today next year, it will be Your birthday!"

Fang Yuan's expression was cold, and he took out another Hades card and swallowed it for himself.

This Song Zhong is worthy of being a master of the Three Dangerous Passes. He just hid the palm power of the black sand in the eagle claws. Even if he hurt him, he was counterattacked by the opponent's internal force.

But he has the antidote elixir of Yan Wangtie, so naturally there are no taboos.

Song Zhong didn't have such good luck.

"Also invite the old man to go!"

Fang Yuan stepped forward and looked at Song Zhong, who could no longer speak, and who was hooting loudly, with an indifferent expression: "I am also very helpless...Song Yujie sent his subordinates to make things difficult for me over and over again. If I don't fight back, why don't you be obedient? die?"

"As for Mr. Song, you are also a great disaster for me. I can't let you stay in this world for one more day!"

Although the effect of the death-returning pill is miraculous, it is by no means unsolvable. For example, several legendary panacea pills can completely save Song Zhong's life.

Fang Yuan naturally didn't want to have any more side effects, even if the hope was extremely slim, he didn't want to leave hidden dangers.

"Also invite the old man to go on the road, remember in the next life, don't mess with me!"

Fang Yuan nodded, and swung his right hand down.

puff!

Blood spatter.

...

Outside the forest, hurried footsteps sounded one after another.

"There are footprints, over there!"

"The old thief in Songzhong is right ahead, he can't escape!"

A group of warriors surrounded them, but Lin Leiyue and the two guardians of the Guilingzong were the first.

"Lei Yue, did that friend of yours chase Song Zhong alone?"

A female Dharma protector shook her head: "Hey... how unwise is this? That old thief is cunning, unnaturally born and skilled in martial arts. I'm afraid he has already been murdered by now?"

"Fang Yuan...he won't!"

Xiao Qing chattered beside him, anyone who has met Fang Yuan and Song Zhongfang will have a lot of confidence in him.

"Huh... Song Zhong is a master of the inner family, do you understand the internal force? Ordinary internal energy realm, it will collapse at the touch of a touch... No matter how greedy you are, you are more than dead..."

The other protector snorted coldly, and when he saw Lin Leiyue looking over, he couldn't continue.

"Huh? There's a figure!"

The vanguard stopped and saw a young figure slowly walking out of the dense forest. Who else could it be if it wasn't Fang Yuan?

"Brother Fang!"

Xiaoqing stepped forward in surprise: "What about the old thief in Song Dynasty?"

"it's here!"

Fang Yuan raised his right hand, and Song Zhong's ferocious head suddenly appeared, attracting surprised and uncertain eyes.

"This old thief has been conferred?"

The eyes of the two guardians were dull, and they were both in disbelief.