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Chapter 162: If you die, you will be blamed!

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    Frowning slightly, Fang Cun ignored the people who followed him, and still carefully looked at the surrounding environment without saying a word.

    The material of the pillars in this blood-colored corridor is actually not special, and what you feel when you touch it is just ordinary stone, but it can resist your own palm without any damage.  There seems to be a lot of weirdness in this.

    Visualizing the Seven Killing Monument in my heart again, feeling the strange murderous intent caused by the killing, the divine thoughts slowly dispersed, and in an instant, I suddenly realized that as the killing intent continued to penetrate, there were some faintly appearing on the stone pillar.  Bloody texture.

    The next moment, Fang Cun suddenly realized that the reason why the stone pillar could resist his attack was probably related to the scarlet lines.

    In this short period of time, the number of people around has decreased by a large amount, and under the blood, the second round also passed.

    Silently following the footsteps of the crowd, the square inch of consciousness kept sweeping over the stone pillars, observing the difference in the bloody lines, and constantly deduced in his mind.

    Time passed quickly, although Fang Cun couldn't find the flaw in it after all, he forcibly recorded the bloody lines, and he had a vague understanding in his heart.

    This kind of bloody pattern can not only be used on stone pillars, but if it is attached to weapons, it may also have great power. Unfortunately, the time is too hasty. In such a short period of time, no matter how small or small  No way to analyze the results.

    "Zheng!"

    As the killing escalated, someone finally lost their minds and launched an attack out of nowhere.

    With a cold snort, the folding fan in his hand suddenly clicked, and a terrifying force suddenly spread out. With one blow, he directly blocked the man's long sword, stood up and passed by, and slapped the other hand casually, directly because of the blow.  The forehead of the person directly shattered the skull, killing him with one blow.

    It wasn't until now that Fang Cun realized that Wang Xiaoxue was also caught in the melee. Although no one could really threaten her, it wasn't easy.

    The weirdest thing is that a trace of bloody lines can also be vaguely seen from the eyebrows of several people, Fang Cun.

    However, before Fang Cun could figure it out, the blood-colored corridor with nine turns and thirteen turns had come to an end, and a mass of light silently appeared in everyone's sight.

    And at this time, there are only seven people who are still alive.

    Following the appearance of the exit, the rest of these people reacted suddenly, and rushed out one by one, as if if they took a step slower, they would never be able to get out.

    Looking back at Fang Cun, Wang Xiaoxue finally left the Scarlet Corridor silently.

    Silently recalled in my heart, the bloody lines I wrote down, Fang Cun then calculated the time, and jumped into the exit in one step.

    "Boom!"

    As soon as he stepped out, the bone-piercing chill hit him like a tide, making people's nerves tense again. Although the cold wave had been weakened, it still made people feel a chill from the bottom of their hearts.

    Unfolding the beauty fan, there is no movement in the square inch, stepping on the cold wave, and leaping out, the movements are graceful as if walking in the garden.

    "Stop, everyone stop for me."

    As soon as he left the scope of the cold wave, Fang Cun suddenly caught a glimpse of Wuying Sanren, and a faint smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

    In the air, Wuying Sanren stood with his hands behind his back, exuding an intimidating demeanor. He also used this technique of controlling the sky to clearly tell everyone his heaven-level strength.

    "The old man has no shadow and scattered people, and he has no intention to kill. I just ask you to show the inheritance you have obtained in the ancient killing field. As long as you don't hide your secrets, the old man will naturally not leave trouble."

    The naked robbery, the people who escaped from the ancient killing domain after a narrow escape, couldn't help being dumbfounded. It's shameless for a majestic master of heaven to come to such a naked robbery?

    For a moment, everyone's eyes could not help but fall on Fang Cun. Among so many people, this young man Xi Hua was the strongest.  Anyone who dares to disagree, but if Young Master Xihua refuses, then naturally this master will take the lead.

    There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, Fang Cun naturally understood other people's small thoughts, but he didn't expose them, he shook the folding fan lightly in his hand, looked at Wuying Sanren and said, "Sanren is very interested, he has been guarding here for a month.  Do I have to worry about my things too?"

    When his eyes fell on Fang Cun, Wuying Sanren finally frowned. He still had some scruples about the successor of the demon king.When he clicked it out suddenly, the bloody kill word suddenly gathered in the air and greeted Wuying Sanren at the same time.

    Seven kills and one move, blood all over the road!

    Although Fang Cun didn't dare to incorporate the sword intent into this sword, the power of the Seven Kills Sword Code alone is enough to deal with the Wuying Sanren who is seriously injured.

    The killing intent all over the sky seemed to be solidified in an instant, and it crashed down with a piercing murderous intent, fiercely colliding with Wuying Sanren's Sanshou.

    boom!  With a sound, the two took a step back at the same time, their eyes full of murderous intent.

    "So you were injured too? Now your strength has dropped to the level of Xuan rank. Hmph, no wonder you dare to fight for the Emperor Sword." Looking at Fang Cun with cold eyes, Wuying Sanren naturally contacted him about the fact that Mr. Xihua had never participated in the fight for the Emperor Sword.  After all, they are descendants of the Demon Lord, even if they are not as good as those two evildoers, they will definitely not have no chance to compete.  Wuying Sanren naturally does not believe that Mu Qiu can easily give up the inheritance of the Emperor Sword.

    "Isn't it the same for loose people? Even if they are seriously injured, they can't stop the emperor's sword! I don't know, how much combat power can loose people exert at this moment?" Fang Cun didn't care, and revealed his shortcomings unceremoniously.

    Others were afraid of offending Wuying Sanren, but he didn't care. Anyway, even if Wuying Sanren couldn't be kept, the one he held grudges for was Playboy Xi, and it had nothing to do with Fangcun.

    After all, Mr. Xihua is dead, and it is not a big deal to let him take the blame. He will not crawl out of hell to ask himself, will he?

    ps: Today should be the third watch!

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