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Chapter 76: Stones

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    Look at that direction, isn¡¯t it where Fang Lang rests?  However, at this time, there was still not much movement on Fang Lang's face, and he didn't even open his eyelids. His hands were crossed naturally and held in front of his chest. The sword-like Gu Sha was standing upright beside him.  .

    The expression on the yellow-robed Taoist's face was changing at this time. He couldn't tell what emotion he was in, but Lu Xiaofeng knew that he was definitely no better than the person who just won the bid, and he looked quite painful. It was just a small  How could a stone have such an effect?  While Lu Xiaofeng was wondering, Fang Lang had already opened his eyes.

    He glanced in the direction of Lu Xiaofeng, then took the sword in his hand and walked slowly towards their direction. There was no expression on his face, but it made people feel serious and not angry.

    "Tell me, who sent you!" Lu Xiaofeng shouted at the man.  The voice was not loud, but it was very intimidating. It could be heard that he was not in a good mood at this time. However, the Taoist in yellow was bothered by the itching on his body at the moment and had no intention of listening to Lu Xiaofeng's words.  Go in, it's just a small stone, how can it have such an effect.

    Fang Lang kicked him, and the itching feeling on his body disappeared immediately.  The Taoist in yellow even looked at Fang Lang gratefully.  Fang Lang still showed no emotion and asked, "Who sent you?"

    The Taoist in yellow lowered his head and said nothing.  In other words, he didn't dare to speak at all. At this time, Fang Lang was looking down at him condescendingly, and his aura was so shocking that he didn't dare to speak for a while.  Lu Xiaofeng didn't have the patience and grabbed his sleeves.

    "You think we have a lot of time?!" After changing his usual playful smile, there is no need to be so kind to the enemy.  In addition, he didn't think there was anything pitiful about the person in front of him. He looked like a treacherous villain, which made people feel disgusted when he saw him. Fang Lang did not stop Lu Xiaofeng's behavior, or he had already acquiesced.

    After the melee just now, the Taoist in yellow no longer has the strength to resist.  He stumbled and almost lost his balance and fell down. Lu Xiaofeng's expression at the moment was a bit ferocious. People who love to joke can sometimes be very scary when they are angry.

    The Taoist in yellow couldn't bear it and fainted on the spot.  The corpses on the ground were particularly dazzling. It seemed that they were not welcome here. However, it was not these people's turn to decide whether they should leave or stay.

    Suddenly, little Taoist priests came out of nowhere, one after another, about a dozen of them.  Fang Lang and Lu Xiaofeng glanced at each other indifferently, and they could see that these people had no fighting ability at all, and they didn't take them seriously at all.

    However, these little Taoist priests did not take any further action. They just formed a group of two and cleaned up the corpses on the ground one by one. After a while, the place returned to the clean state it was at the beginning.

    However, the sycamore tree next to it has been stained by the blood of these secular people, slowly penetrating into the soil and becoming his nutrients.  Looking back, I seem to understand why the sycamore leaves here are always redder than elsewhere. They are all irrigated with donated blood, so the scenery is naturally much more beautiful.

    Suddenly, a cold sword energy came from above the head. It was hard to describe the feeling in words.  It's as if the god of death is licking your neck, which makes people shudder, and is about to penetrate the pores of Fang Lang's skin.  However, the person who was attacked didn't seem to feel anything at all, and just stared straight ahead with an expressionless face.

    I really don¡¯t know whether it¡¯s better to call him arrogant or confident.  The person who came out was wearing a white robe, and the white clothes were fluttering. He seemed to be a bit of a master, and his Taoism was also unpredictable.

    Lu Xiaofeng looked at the person in front of him unceremoniously. It seemed that this person should be the master of Baiyun Temple.  But, why do you have to make a fake one in advance? Could it be that you want to test their martial arts?  However, not to mention Fang Lang, but Lu Xiaofeng¡¯s reputation in the world, who still needs to verify the code?

    The person who came didn¡¯t say a word, and pointed his sword straight towards Fang Lang.  However, it seemed that Fang Lang had no intention of taking action, because he knew that even if he did not make any move, it would not pose any threat to him.

    Lu Xiaofeng, on the other hand, smiled and suddenly stretched out two fingers to pinch it!  Fang Lang had already noticed this person and had been hiding behind the wall, probably wanting to watch the battle, but he didn't want to expose him, but wanted to see what other tricks he could come up with.

    Before the white-clothed Taoist heard his laughter, the sword edge was already clamped by him, and his attack was far faster than his voice.  It seems like an almost impossible task now, but it is a skill that Lu Xiaofeng has practiced since childhood.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????¡­He was unable to even touch Lu Xiaofeng's hair.  Lu Xiaofeng restrained her breath slightly, and it was obvious that she didn't want to go into details. After all, the purpose of their coming here was not to provoke anyone.

    Of course, this does not mean that they can be provoked by anyone.  When it's time to take action, you still have to take action.  You know, people in this arena are all about picking weaklings. A person without ability is not worthy of anyone's pity.

    The sword energy had disappeared. Lu Xiaofeng held the edge of the sword between two fingers, smiled, and looked at the person in front of him - a middle-aged man in rich clothes, with a white face and a slight beard, who was also looking at him in surprise.

    Fang Lang calmly walked up to the Taoist in white and stared at him "affectionately" with an inquiring expression.  Although I knew very well in my heart that everything that happened before must have been caused by the person in front of me.

    But, since he loves to pretend, he can only compete to see who can pretend better.  As soon as Lu Xiaofeng loosened his fingers, the white-clothed Taoist's sword was broken, and fell to the concrete floor with a "ding-dong" sound. What a crisp sound.

    Sure enough, the Master of Baiyun Temple was stunned for several seconds before he came to his senses and realized that Lu Xiaofeng had not taken any action.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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