Chapter 251 Oh, There Is Something Good [Additional Chapter 19 for Silver Alliance Old Bookworm No. 6 (Complete)]

Fang Che let out a long howl, and the first blade of the Hate Heaven Sword Technique was launched suddenly!

Hate Heaven Has No Eyes!

With a loud bang, the murderous aura filled the sky.

The knife light flew out like a streak of silk, sweeping across the sky like a white dragon.

Puff puff puff...

Suddenly, more than 20 heads left their necks and jumped into the air at the same time, their bodies still standing, blood spurting out of their necks, and their heads flew up several feet.

They were the closest, and were frightened by the murderous aura, their bodies were stiff, their reactions were extremely slow, and they were beheaded with a single blade, without a chance to fight back.

One of the heads belonged to Qiao Yishu.

His flying head even had a proud and cruel look on his face, and he opened his mouth and said, "Looking for..."

He couldn't say what he was looking for.

On the roof, Zuo Guanglie and others' eyes almost popped out.

Damn!

More than 20 heads flying in the air with one blade, this is the first time I've seen such a spectacular scene.

This deacon Fang is too bold.

This is a demon from the Demon Cult, how can he just chop him like a carrot?

Fang Che held the knife, and spun around with a white light and blood color, puff puff puff...

Ning Chengwei and others were killed by him with three or four of them, and he did not show mercy to the women. Under the shock of murderous aura, he swung the knife horizontally, and several beautiful heads flew up.

Blood flew everywhere in an instant.

Several people on the periphery were directly scared to pee, their legs were weak, but they turned around and ran.

"Don't let anyone go!"

Fang Che shouted loudly: "Let's do it together!"

Zuo Guanglie and others recovered from their stunned state.

He immediately flew down, and the hidden weapon had already stopped him.

Fang Che in the middle circle had already killed more than 70 people with five consecutive knives.

His body floated around like a ghost, and blood spurted wherever he went.

Fresh lives were like dead grass in his hands.

With a "puff", Zuo Guanglie and a young man on the periphery exchanged palm strikes, and immediately retreated seven steps, saying in surprise: "Handsome..."

The young man was about to run away, but with a "whoosh", Fang Che's knife flew in the air and cut off his head with one blow!

The few who ran the farthest were almost flying up the wall. In the air, a silver light swept through like a streak of silk, and they were immediately cut in half from the waist and abdomen, and fell down screaming.

With a "bang", the window was broken, and the guy who was recuperating in the room became the last survivor, breaking the window and escaping.

"Run?! If you run, who will the innocent dead in the whole pit ask for their lives?!"

Fang Che flew a knife over, and with a "puff", the back of the knife hit him hard on the back of his waist, and his lumbar vertebrae were shattered immediately. He screamed and fell on the wall.

Fang Che flew up, grabbed his ankles, and dragged him back like a dead pig.

Drag all the way, screaming all the way

With a bang, Fang Che pulled him to the pit of corpses and smashed his head with a clean palm.

He didn't even ask a question.

Fang Che sighed softly at the pit and bowed slightly.

"You can rest in peace!"

In a flash, the battle was over.

Ten deacons killed two low-level demon cult members, and the remaining eighty-five were all killed by Fang Che! Not one was left alive.

The whole backyard turned into a river of blood.

The blood flowed on the ground and poured into the pit, because the soil there was the loosest and the terrain was the lowest.

The blood flowed on the ground, making a sizzling sound.

It seemed to be apologizing to the innocent people who died.

Blood all over the ground.

Dead bodies all over the ground.

The smell of blood made the ten deacons feel nauseous and almost vomit.

Looking at Deacon Fang's eyes, it was like looking at a god.

He killed so many people in one breath, and the blood was all over the sky, but this Deacon Fang didn't have a single drop of blood on his body!

With a clang.

The sword returned to the sheath.

Fang Che staggered, and he had overdrawn his strength just now.

These demon cubs all had high cultivation. Fang Che was afraid that the deacon would be injured or killed, so he used the Hate Heaven Sword three times in succession.

When he was at the first level of the commander level, one sword could drain his spiritual power. Although he has been promoted to the first level now, he still can't hold on after three consecutive swords.

But he still insisted on killing everyone else.

At this point, he was really overdrawn.

"What are you all standing there for?"

Fang Che waved his hand to refuse Zuo Guanglie's support and said, "Search the body, find evidence, and prepare to go back to report the merit. You are familiar with this, right?"

"Very familiar!"

Zuo Guanglie laughed, "Brothers, start working. Deacon Fang has already done the big work. If we can't do the remaining small things well, we will lose the master."

The deacons immediately started to work.

After the inspection, all kinds of treasures and weapons were found and put aside.

And the others also began to collect.

Someone went into the secret room to search. All kinds of boxes and cabinets were rummaged through.

After a while,

"As expected, they are all from the Tianshen Cult."

Zuo Guanglie grinned: "As for those few, they are actually from the headquarters of the Weiwo Zheng Cult. They brought a lot of good things. They should be the gold-plated ones in this batch."

"Yes."

Zuo Guanglie was full of admiration: "Deacon Fang, you have a high level of cultivation and kill people quickly. We are also surprised, but it is reasonable. But how can you find them so accurately?"

Fang Che has recovered a little and smiled faintly: "They didn't kill all the escorts here..."

He stopped talking halfway.

He didn't say anything else.

Zuo Guanglie suddenly realized: "I understand, I understand! Deacon Fang has made great achievements again this time. This meritorious service... tsk tsk, a dozen commander-level achievements."

"Coupled with other things, Deacon Fang's achievements in this wave amount to more than two thousand."

A dozen people were envious.

"This is our common merit." Fang Che said, "How can I say it's my own?"

Zuo Guanglie's face turned red and he laughed: "We all want merit, but we can't steal it so shamelessly. The information is yours, you killed the people, and you chewed all the hard bones. This It would be unjustifiable if we still lick our faces to share the merits.”

"And originally Deacon Fang planned to do it alone, but we shamelessly followed him."

"What's so polite about that?"

Fang Che said: "Everyone has taken action, no matter whether they are successful or not. Let's do this, Captain Zuo."

Zuo Guanglie: "Deacon Fang, please tell me."

"I want seven successes."

Fang Che said without question: "You divide the rest between you and your brothers. That's it, don't push it around anymore, it's meaningless. We are all warriors, so just do it."

Zuo Guanglie gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! Then I will thank Deacon Fang on behalf of the brothers."

"Then those seizures..."

As soon as Fang Che said six words, he was directly interrupted by Zuo Guanglie: "Brother Fang, if we take away your merits and share the captured seizures with you, then what will happen to us? No matter how shameless we are, we can't bear it. "

Fang Che laughed and said: "In that case, I will pick the ones myself, and then Captain Zuo will take the rest back and give them to the main hall to help the victims."

"good!"

Fang Che also recovered a little, walked to the pile of seized items, and rummaged through them.

"I want this knife, it just replaces my knife."

Fang Che picked up a knife, which was pretty good. A material of a higher level than the Feng Steel Sword. Moreover, the ordinary knife that I often use is now somewhat damaged.

So he took off the knife and replaced it.

Then he put some banknotes in his pocket and screamed in surprise.

"I'll go, there's something really good!"

He said happily: "I am so satisfied with this harvest. There is still such a small piece of divine power essence and spiritual crystal... I have made a fortune. I want this, but I don't want the spiritual crystal."

As he said that, he took the divine power essence that was rewarded by his plan to cultivate Gu into a god in his hand and laughed.

"What's this?"

But Zuo Guanglie didn't know him.

"This is a good thing, a good thing that can restore the warrior's broken origin. It just so happens that one of my elders has his broken origin. Such a small piece should be enough for him to recover."

"congratulations."

Zuo Guanglie congratulated from the bottom of his heart: "This is Deacon Fang's luck. I have to say that these guys from the headquarters brought really good things."

"Leave the rest to Brother Zuo, and return it to the main hall together with the escort's silver and other treasures. If Brother Zuo sees something you like, it doesn't matter if you just grab a few. And these weapons are also good things. I can change my equipment for my brothers.”

"If we have the weapons, you'll be welcome, but forget about the rest."

Zuo Guanglie smiled and said: "It's not that I don't want to take it, but some things are too valuable. If we take them, there will really be disaster. Haha, especially things that cannot be kept secret, Deacon Fang understands."

Fang Che laughed and said, "I understand."

Fang Che knew in his heart that this was Zuo Guanglie's insinuation to remind him of the essence of his divine power.

Xindao, this guy is really nice.

Seeing that everyone was busy, Fang Che said goodbye and walked out of the escort agency alone as everyone saw him off.

The Celestial Sect takes over the helm and gets it done.

Watching Fang Che walk out, Zuo Guanglie said hello: "Everyone, hurry up and work. No one can touch that pile of things! Don't lose our brothers."

"I know, boss, how dare we touch those things. Hey."

"Deacon Fang has done a lot of work for our brothers in the north this time. Think about it, brothers. A dozen commanders, a dozen generals... If this lurks in our northern district, what will happen in the future? What are the consequences?"

Zuo Guanglie said, feeling a little chilly in his heart.

Damn it, this power is too huge.

In the future, they will be able to cause great damage at every turn, and they will also have a frontal identity cover, making it impossible to guard against them.

Moreover, with such a group of devil bastards here, it is conceivable that the comrades here will continue to sacrifice. I don't know how many will be sacrificed before it is possible to find these guys.

Will he be among these sacrificed people?

Zuo Guanglie had no confidence at all to save his life.

"Deacon Fang is equivalent to saving the lives of brothers. After returning, help Deacon Fang report his merits. Then, find an opportunity to treat Deacon Fang to a drink!"

"Must have a drink!"

Everyone was in high spirits.

At the same time, just like Zuo Guanglie, the fear in his heart was simply out of the question!

Thinking that this hidden danger has been eliminated, my heart feels relaxed and feels like I am about to fly!

"Work, work!"

"hurry up!"

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