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    Cheng Renli looked at the woman in front of him who was trembling with anger, and thought to himself, I wanted to sell you to the bandits and get it over with, but I didn't expect that the old man and the young man came back again.  Huh, if you really don¡¯t want to take the road to heaven and have to cross the Naihe Bridge, then don¡¯t blame me for being cruel!  This Cheng family property can only belong to him, Cheng Renli. Why should a woman whose husband has died fight me?  Even if I beat you to death in the street, in the entire Yuling County, you will be punished for your crimes. I wonder who dares to point fingers and meddle in other people's business here!

    It¡¯s a pity that this niece-in-law is still pretty. If she wasn¡¯t afraid of causing any trouble, it would actually be better to enjoy it by herself.  Those bandits were really, damn unprofessional. Such a good piece of tender meat was brought to their mouths, but they didn¡¯t know how to eat it. What damn fools!

    As for the young man whom he accused of being an adulterer, Cheng Renli didn't take it seriously at all. Since you, Uncle Cheng, have labeled you an adulterer, you deserve to be the unjust ghost!

    Just when he was thinking about whether to parade them through the streets after beating the woman to death or to bury them hypocritically, he saw that the strong man who rushed towards the young man was punched away.

    Although these strong men all have the fourth or fifth level of Qi training, they seem to be the same person in Yuling County, but in front of Fang Ling, they are really far behind.  In addition, Fang Ling was already angry because of Cheng Renli's words, so naturally he would not be polite to them.  What he hit with this stick was Fang Ling's head, if he were an ordinary person.  This stick will lead to death. Faced with such a villain who wants his life, Fang Ling will naturally not be merciful.  Whoever kills me will pay with his life!

    Out of a dozen strong men, Fang Ling only threw seven punches.  Seven punches killed seven fierce men on the ground.  Those strong men were originally going to rush towards Fang Ling.  Seeing this scene, I was so frightened that I trembled and dared not act rashly.

    Cheng Renli was also stunned with fright.  After being stunned for a long time, he stammered: "Youyou killed them, you devil, killed them!"

    Fang Ling supported the frightened Xiaotong and said calmly: "They are just taking a nap, kid. Come on, let's go into the house and talk."

    Seeing the little girl stunned and unresponsive, Fang Ling felt a little regretful.  I was a little too harsh just now, and I actually forgot that there was a child beside me.

    "It's murder, it's murder!" Mrs. Li shouted in panic, her face turned pale with fright.  At this moment, someone asked in a deep voice: "Who dares to kill people here?" Following his words, a man wearing white brocade clothes stepped out. This man was seven feet tall and very majestic.  Although he looks only in his thirties, he has an air of calmness and dignity.  But for Fang Ling, this is not the point. The point is that this person is a monk, and he is also a monk in the foundation building stage. As soon as he appears, his consciousness is locked tightly on Fang Ling's body.

    "You monster, you are so brave. You dare to take human life here. If I don't kill you today, I, Mu Jinxian, will not be worthy of being a disciple of Shaotian Clan."

    Before Fang Ling could speak, Jiang Qingyue had already argued hurriedly: "This immortal master, Mr. Fang is not a monster. He escorted our mother and daughter all the way home. He is a good man, and he has nothing to do with the little girl  ¡­¡±¡­

    "You frivolous woman, there is no place for you to talk here!" Mu Jinxian waved his hand and slashed towards Fang Lingzhi with a flying sword: "Today you killed seven people in a row, I will act on behalf of heaven, you must die.  !¡±

    Fang Ling looked at the flying sword light and sneered: "It's such a big statement to act for heaven. I want to see how you can represent heaven!" As soon as he finished speaking, he activated the energy in his body.  After using the Immovable Diamond Art, dark golden light instantly enveloped his body, and then he rushed straight towards Mu Jinxian.

    "Don't care about life and death!" Mu Jinxian was very disdainful of Fang Ling's actions. In his opinion, this was an act of not knowing whether to live or die. His flying sword was made from the essence of a hundred irons. He practiced Qi for seven consecutive days.  A person who doesn't even have the upper level wants to rely on the body protection method to catch his own flying sword. Isn't this looking for death?

    "Crack!" The moment the flying sword struck Fang Ling's body, it made a sound like the clash of gold and iron.  And at the moment when the sound rang out, Fang Ling's figure appeared strangely beside Mu Jinxian, and his fist with dark golden light struck Mu Jinxian's chest fiercely.

    Mu Jinxian obviously did not expect this. He was so shocked that he had no time to react.  He was punched and sent flying by Fang Ling.  Fortunately, he had a body-protecting robe. The moment he was hit by Fang Ling's fist, a green light appeared and enveloped his whole body, so his body was not blown apart by Fang Ling's punch.

    He fell heavily to the ground, and a lot of blood flowed from the corner of Mu Jinxian's mouth. His face was ashen. He thought he would be able to gain some limelight this time, but he didn't expect to be punched away.??, which made him very angry.

    He pointed his finger at Fang Ling and said in a cold voice: "You monster, I had a compassionate heart and wanted to spare your life, but I didn't expect that you, a monster, would repay kindness with hatred. I must let you die without a burial today!"  "

    While he was talking, a strange box appeared in his hand. He smacked the box and dozens of flying knives formed a knife wheel in the void and slashed towards Fang Ling overwhelmingly.

    If Fang Ling was still cultivating, it would only be a matter of raising his hand for Fang Ling to break open the sword wheel.  But now, he didn't have many methods at his disposal. Seeing that the sword wheel was at the level of a magic weapon, Fang Ling pondered for a moment and then rushed towards the sword wheel.

    The light of the sword was like a wheel, and it struck Fang Ling's body crazily, making a sound like a grinding wheel grinding iron. Unfortunately, the rolling light of the sword did not penetrate Fang Ling's protective golden light at all.  At this moment, Fang Ling appeared strangely next to Mu Jinxian again. This time he not only used his fists, but also his feet. After punching Mu Jinxian a few times on the face, Fang Ling's feet simultaneously  More than fifty kicks!

    Every kick hits the same place, and the power of each kick is over 50,000 kilograms.  This ferocious force not only kicked Mu Jinxian away, but also cracked the green light protecting his body. The moment he fell to the ground, he vomited a large mouthful of blood again.

    Fang Ling secretly screamed a pity, if he could kick fifty more times, he would definitely kick Mu Jinxian's protective clothing to pieces.  Although the defense of this Immovable Vajra Technique is very powerful, when used for offense, it is a bit useless and very ineffective!

    But at this moment, Mu Jinxian, who was standing opposite him, had a trace of fear in his eyes. The punch and kick from Fang Ling just now had already damaged his vitality. If the beating continued like this, it was very likely that he would suffer from hatred.  In the hands of this weird demon.

    "Senior brother, what's wrong with you?" In a concerned voice, several figures flew out. The one who spoke was a woman wearing a long aqua dress. Although she was not very delicate, she still had a somewhat enchanting appearance.

    "Junior sister Cheng, this demon's spells are weird and hard to hurt with flying swords. You should be careful." Mu Jinxian was not enthusiastic about the woman's enthusiasm, so his voice sounded a little cold.

    Junior Sister Cheng looked at Fang Ling who was standing in front of Jiang Qingyue's mother and daughter, and sneered: "Brother, this man has weird magic skills. Flying swords can't hurt him. I don't believe he can escape the fire. Before going down the mountain this time,  , I specially borrowed five fire flags from Senior Sister, please see how Junior Sister vents her anger for Senior Brother!"

    As she spoke, she slapped her storage bag with her palm, and five fire flags flew straight out from her storage bag, instantly surrounding Fang Ling's ten feet of space.

    "Senior Sister Cheng, there are women and children next to the demon. If you cast the Fire Flag, the two of them may also" A young man who looked about eighteen or nineteen years old said softly to Junior Sister Cheng.

    A hint of coldness flashed in Junior Sister Cheng's eyes, but she did not speak. Instead, she pretended to be delicate and looked at Mu Jinxian: "Senior Brother, what do you think?"

    "Everyone can punish adulterers and adulterers. Even if Junior Sister uses the fire flag to burn the adulterers and adulterers to death in the fire, it can be regarded as burning their filth with flames." Mu Jinxian sneered.  , said lightly.

    As soon as he said these words, several other disciples also followed suit: "Senior Brother Mu is right, adulterers and adulterers should die. For such shameless people, Senior Sister, you don't have to hold back!"

    Cheng Renli said loudly: "Qingjun, you don't have to be merciful to these adulterers and adulterers who corrupt the family tradition. Only by burning them to death can they reduce the stain on the lintel of my Cheng family!"

    Fang Ling listened to this guy's sanctimonious words and sneered secretly in his heart.  Jiang Qingyue couldn't help but wear the hat of an adulterous woman, and she regarded him as a monster.

    The billowing flames, triggered by Senior Sister Cheng's magic formula, instantly surged towards Fang Ling and the others.  Facing this flame, Jiang Qingyue's face was full of despair.  Holding Xiaotong tightly, she said softly: "Xiaotong is good, don't be afraid, mom is here"

    "Are you playing with fire?" Fang Ling chuckled. Thoughts flashed in his mind. A red and blue light cloud rushed out from his body. He pointed towards the light cloud and said coldly:  "Then burn these filthy things!"

    The red beetle that swallowed the earth's heart fire is so powerful that it can make a large number of foundation-building monks change their colors after hearing it.  It should be said that they should have become Fang Ling's right-hand assistant.  It's just that after Fang Ling achieved the reputation of the Four Sons of the True Dao with his external elixir, he used them too rarely.

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