Chapter 640 Betting on Heads, Do You Dare?

Forced by Fang Xing's sneer, Shi's palm trembled, and he almost hit it, but immediately an elder from the Lingqiao Sect beside him came over and grabbed his wrist, and whispered: "Junior Brother Shi , you can’t really kill them. After all, they are still disciples of my Lingqiao Sect. If you really kill them, it will greatly damage the reputation of our Lingqiao Sect. If they are labeled as the Demon Sect, wouldn’t it be worth the loss? In addition, this little devil has nothing to do with Zhongyu after all. The Yuan family has connections, if we really offend the Yuan family, I’m afraid our Lingqiao Sect..."

The following words were not spoken, but the worried looks of several other elders said everything.

After raising the palm of his hand for a long time, he slowly lowered it. If someone is sensitive, they will find that his palm is shaking slightly. I don't know if it is because of anger or something. But after he lowered his palm, he Facing Fang Xing's sneer, he quickly regained his composure and said softly: "Fellow Daoist Fang is joking. These disciples are all members of my Lingqiao Sect. They have always been the same as the disciples of China. Once they enter our sect, they will be treated equally. Why would you kill someone randomly? It was just a joke!"

Fang Xing turned his head to the side in disdain, spat in the air, and sneered: "Shameless!"

Shi Fayin's face suddenly turned dark again. He didn't know when a string of crystal clear beads with lingering purple energy appeared in his hand. He was pulling them out, as if to expel the anger in his heart. After a while, he said: "Seeing is worth hearing a hundred times. Fang Xiaoyou's ruthlessness has given Shi Mou some insight! Now that the matter has come to this, there is no need to talk nonsense. Everyone knows that you are a descendant of the Yuan family in Zhongyu, but Shi Mou has made a special trip to find someone to inquire about it before. However, there is a friend from Nanzhan who is an upright person. He couldn't see your deceitful behavior and told me all your details. Haha, I didn't know that I worshiped Nanzhan Qingyun Sect since I was a child, and later became a disciple of Nanzhan Qingyun Sect. After entering the Snowy Mountains, killing Huangfu Daozi, and then disappearing, what relationship will you have with the Yuan family in the Central Region? As for you and Canglan Hailong Palace..."

Having said this, he sneered softly, with a hint of sarcasm flashing in his eyes.

All the cultivators around him were also startled, looking at Fang Xing with a bit of suspicion in their eyes. They didn't know whether what Qixiu Peak Master said was true or not. If it was true as he said, this kid grew up in Nanzhan, wouldn't it be true? Are you saying that his "Yuan family" identity is fake?

These questions are a headache. After all, the Yuan family's talisman is real, so it's hard to make a conclusion!

When Shi Fayin said this, a coldness flashed across his eyes, he glanced in the direction of the Taoist Hall, and sneered: "Even if you become Canglanhai's consort, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep the treasure of our Lingqiao Sect? Now, right? It’s in Tianyi Palace, and I won’t break the rules here, but you can’t stay in Tianyi Palace forever. When you leave here, Shi will be waiting for you outside the gate of Tianyi Palace!”

Having said this, he bowed his hands to the elder Zhong Yi of Tianyi Palace next to him, and then bowed towards the direction of Tianyi Palace Taoist Hall. Then he glanced at Fang Xing, flicked his robe sleeves, said nothing more, and turned to Tianyi Passed away from the gate of Gongshan.

Seeing his move, the elders who followed Lingqiao Sect were all startled and looked uncertain, but in the end they were cruel and let go of Ye Guyin and others who were bound by them, and sneered at Fang Xing. , turned around and followed him, although they didn't say anything more, they were clearly full of murderous intent and seemed to have made up their minds to wait outside Tianyi Palace and fight Fang Xing until death.

"Fang Xing, even if Lingmou misjudged you, you are still the little devil who does all kinds of evil, and you have never changed!"

Around Fang Xing, there was silence for a moment after the Lingqiao Sect members left. However, a young monk from the south suddenly spoke angrily, breaking the silence. He looked at Fang Xing with eyes full of disappointment and disgust, even mixed with A trace of hatred.

"Yes, we have blinded ourselves when we came to visit you these days. Wang will cut off our ties with you right now!"

The other person was even more angry. He swung his sword and cut off a corner of his robe.

Beside Ye Guyin, someone helped Ye Guyin up and whispered: "Senior Sister Ye, let's go. No matter how difficult the situation is, there is no need to ask for help from this little devil. He only cares about himself and how can he be free?" Do you have more than half a heart to consider others? Let’s go, even if we die, we will not lose Nanzhan’s morality. As for him... let him continue to be a lonely ghost! "

"Oh, I heard people say that he is about to become the Prince Consort of the Canglan Sea. He is really majestic..."

All the monks looking south spoke angrily, supported each other, and walked towards the mountain gate of Tianyi Palace.

Seeing such a scene, the expressions in the eyes of the onlookers of the Tianyigong disciples looking at Fang Xing also seemed a little complicated.

Fang Xing, on the other hand, just sat quietly on the top of the mountain, silent all the time. When one of the Nanzhan monks passed by him from afar and spit in the air hatefully, he suddenly opened the book. A strange man with two eyes suddenly came in, slapped him out with his backhand, and shouted coldly: "Who do you think you are? You talk coldly in front of me, do you think I don't dare to kill anyone?"

This slap caused all the Nanzhan monks to scatter in all directions, staggering around, and their eyes were filled with shock.

At this point, this little devil still dares to attack them?

"If you can, beat me to death. It would be better for me to die in the hands of monk Nanzhan than to be oppressed to death by the Chinese people!"

After the monk who received the slap was shocked, he became even more angry and screamed at the top of his lungs.

"OK!"

Fang Xing agreed coldly, and suddenly his figure surged, and a blood shadow whizzed out, slashing straight towards his forehead.

"Junior Brother Fang..."

At this time, Ye Guyin screamed sadly, full of pleading.

A flash of sword light suddenly stopped on the forehead of the Nanzhan monk. The sword was as cold as ice. It had cut a bloody mark on his forehead. Even the cassock on his body was torn with a "sneak" sound. But it was cut in half by the cold air on the knife. It can be seen that the murderous intent of this knife is not just for people to look at, it frightens the Nanzhan monk's face to turn earth-colored.

"You are useless, but you expect me to save you? You guys are really promising!"

Fang Xing looked at this man's face and at the same time glanced coldly at the people around him: "Remember, I never owe you anything, and don't expect me to fight for you. When you came to China, you Why didn't you think about what would happen today? Hehe, I'm afraid you were still thinking about good things at that time, right? How many people did you squeeze out to get this opportunity? Did you kill anyone? "

Brother Nanzhan, who was pointed at by him with a knife, turned pale and opened his mouth, but no words came out.

Fang Xingyi was too lazy to say anything to him and slowly put away the knife: "If you don't have the ability, just go die and stop bothering me!"

A loud shout was like a muffled thunder, which actually shook the monk dozens of feet away and hit the mountain peak.

"Okay, let's go!"

For a moment, all the cultivators in Nanzhan were filled with anger, but they were frightened by his ferocious aura and did not dare to say anything. Someone went to help up the cultivator who was knocked away by him, and they supported each other with resentful eyes and lowered their heads. Come, slowly drive away in the clouds.

During this process, only Ye Guyin slowly turned his head, looked at Fang Xing with a sad look on his face, and shook his head gently.

But Fang Xing remained silent and sat on the mountain peak, looking towards the mountain gate. Silently, he took out the gourd and drank.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but as soon as Brother Nanzhan left, there was a vague sense of loneliness and loneliness around him.

It was almost dusk, and a ray of sunset fell from the gap between the mountain peaks, reflecting the mountains and rivers like blood.

Dajinwu came over with the little thing and looked at Fang Xing from a distance without disturbing him, but there was worry in his eyes.

Dragon Girl, who had not been seen for three days, also appeared. She came not far from Fang Xing and sat down lightly without speaking.

There are more and more disciples in Tianyi Palace, standing far away in the void, not daring to say anything, but quietly pointing.

"Is this little devil really so cruel that he ignores the life and death of the monks they are looking to the south of?"

"That is, even if he has a relationship with the Yuan family and is from Nanzhan, he doesn't even care about this incestuous relationship?"

Some people were sarcastic and looked at him with disdain.

"Hey, after all, it's so easy for him to achieve his current status. How can he mix with those people and return to his original form?"

"Yes, he will make a choice between Long Palace and Nanzhan. Otherwise, how can he be a good son-in-law for the eldest princess?"

"This is what smart people do..."

Some people sighed with a slight understanding mixed with jealousy.

"Oh, it's a pity that the Lingqiao Sect will not let him go and actually blocked the mountain gate. They want to fight him to the death!"

"Maybe Long Jun will take action to protect him, but that's not necessarily the case!"

"I don't think so. He's completely wrong about this. Sooner or later, he will have to hand over those things..."

Amidst all the discussion, the night had almost fallen. Fang Xing also drank a whole gourd of wine and slowly stood up with the Blood Drinking Knife. An inexplicable ferocity was released, but all the comments around him were ignored. Pressing down, countless pairs of eyes looked at him either curiously or indifferently, while he looked outside the gate of Tianyigong Mountain, where dark clouds were surging, and occasionally powerful auras flashed among the clouds. He was obviously an expert from the Lingqiao Sect. Just as Shi Fayin said, he firmly controlled the mountain gate of Tianyi Palace and just waited for Fang Xing to leave Tianyi Palace.

"You are so shameless, listen to me!"

Fang Xing took a breath and suddenly pointed the Blood-Drinking Crazy Sword into the void. The sound was like muffled thunder, rolling towards the surrounding areas and heading towards the dark cloud outside the gate of Tianyigong Mountain: "Don't you want to bet? I'll take it when the time comes. I bet my head on yours. Within a month, I will definitely leave Tianyi Palace. How many people and magic weapons does your Lingqiao Sect have? Just pull them over to guard you. I will kill you all. It depends on you. If you can keep me, whoever loses will keep his head, do you dare to bet?"

boom!

All cultivators in the space were shocked, and their expressions had become extremely strange, while Lord Long at the door of the Taoist Hall suddenly laughed loudly...

boom!

All the cultivators in the space were shocked, their expressions had become extremely strange, and suddenly a long laugh came from the door of the Taoist Hall...

It's Mr. Long!

There was a long silence among the dark clouds outside the gate of Tianyigong Mountain. After a long while, a cold shout came: "It's a bet!"