Repairer Chapter 219

  Chapter 219 Another Three Kills with One Sword

  Senior Brothers sat drinking tea in the refining workshop, but Senior Brother Kong's complexion was not very good-looking.

  In total, he got less than two taels of musk tea from Mr. Yang, and Su Xiaofan drank more than half of it in a short while.

  The key point is that senior brother Kong can't say no, when Su Xiaofan took out the monkey wine just now, he didn't feel bad at all.

   After finally staying up until night fell, Senior Brother Kong opened the door of the Artifact Refining Workshop, wishing he could kick the two of them out.

   "Two junior brothers, don't be late to deliver things to Senior Brother Zu. Be careful on the road. It's not peaceful recently, so you must be careful..."

  Brother Kong sent Su Xiaofan and Fang Yijun out of the refining workshop, speaking very softly, as if whispering in their ears.

  However, for a cultivator of the Yang God Realm, as long as he wants to hear, he can tell what you want to say from the shape of your mouth even if you keep your mouth open.

   "Brother, hurry back, so as not to attract attention."

  Fang Yijun frowned and said something in a low voice, and Senior Brother Kong turned around and entered the refining workshop.

   "Senior Brother Fang, our acting is not very similar."

  Su Xiaofan said with a voice transmission: "Shouldn't the two of us try our best to restrain our cultivation, and then sneak out quietly, so that we can appear a little sneaky..."

  For Su Xiaofan, who is a capable actor, he felt that he was not well prepared for today's scene and could not fully display his acting skills.

   "Junior brother, you can pass the acting like that."

  Fang Yijun curled his lips, "We are Jianzong, if a disciple of Jianzong acts sneakily, he will be suspected."

  Are you kidding me? In terms of acting skills, Fang Yijun is inferior to you. For such a small scene, just act in your true colors.

   "That's right."

  Su Xiaofan nodded when he heard the words. The disciples of Jianzong have always acted arrogantly and domineeringly, but they suddenly lowered their profile, there must be something wrong.

   "Hey, let's see who will be hooked."

  Su Xiaofan looked around nervously, while Fang Yijun was as proud as ever.

  The two of them went out of the ice cave, greeted the cultivator guarding the gate, and went straight to the east.

   "Huh? Why did this young man get mixed up with Fang Yijun?"

  The doorkeeper is still the cultivator surnamed Feng, looking at Su Xiaofan's figure in the distance, he is a bit puzzled, isn't this just a casual cultivator.

  However, not long after Su Xiaofan and Fang Yijun left, another cultivator in the middle stage of foundation establishment came out of Fangshi.

   "It's the middle of the night, why don't you run outside, and you're not afraid of encountering arctic wolves."

  The cultivator surnamed Feng didn't look very good, and closed the door cursingly. The door of Fangshi is closed at night, and he must open the door when going out.

  Before the words fell, another figure appeared in the passage.

   "Senior Song, are you going out?"

  Seeing that figure, the cultivator surnamed Feng became a bit more careful when speaking. He knew that Taoist Crow had a bad temper, and he didn't get along well with those big shots in Fangshi.

   "Yes, open the door." Taoist Crow was dressed in black, with a skinny figure, and he didn't look very conspicuous.

  Only those who are familiar with him know that this is the damage to the foundational blood when he forcibly broke through the Yang God, and it has not been repaired for so many years.

  The cultivator surnamed Feng didn't dare to say much, and quickly opened the ice door several meters thick in Fangshi, and Taoist Crow's figure disappeared in a flash.

   "Xiao Kong, Taoist Crow has gone out, isn't it for Yi Jun?"

   After several people left one after another, Elder Dong's voice reached Senior Brother Kong and Xiangu He.

  In Fangshi, the few of them are the real Zongmen family alliance that advances and retreats, and the casual cultivator alliance is just a nail inserted in.

   "That's right, Senior Brother Kong, yesterday Yijun had some conflicts with Taoist Crow."

  Xiangu He's voice also rang out. When she was not promoted to Yangshen, she always called Senior Brother Kong, and she hasn't changed it after so many years.

  Of course, the reason why Xiangu He has not changed her name is that Tieguaixian, the boss of their Eight Immortals Sect, once reminded her to respect Senior Brother Kong more in Fangshi.

   "Ah? There is such a thing. Could it be that he is really going to deal with Junior Brother Yijun?"

  Brother Kong's stunned voice sounded, "That won't work, I have to go and see, together with Yijun, I am not afraid of that crow Taoist..."

  Following the words, Brother Kong also left the Artifact Refining Workshop and came straight to the gate of the passage.

   "Brother Kong, you... are you going out too?"

  Seeing that there was another person in front of him, the cultivator surnamed Feng who had just sat down couldn't help but make a bitter face.

   "Well, Xiao Feng, open the door."

  Brother Kong said with a smile on his face: "I forgot to give something to Junior Brother Yijun, I hope I can catch up."

   "Okay, okay." The cultivator surnamed Feng agreed repeatedly, and opened the ice door again.

   "Old bastard!"

  Just after Senior Brother Kong left Fangshi, Xiangu's voice rang out faintly.

   "Xianggu, it's enough to be a cunt, there is no need to add an old man."

  Old Dong replied in dissatisfaction, who can be older than him in terms of age, this old bastard's attack area is a bit too wide.

  Two figures were driving in the dark at a leisurely pace.

  Su Xiaofan's agility is very ordinary, very in line with his cultivation in the early stage of foundation establishment.

  Fang Yijun on the side didn't exert his full strength, obviously he was accommodating Su Xiaofan.

   After leaving Fangshi for more than half an hour, the two of them traveled thirty or forty miles, but they could no longer see Fangshi when they looked back.

   "Junior Brother, did that person keep up?" Fang Yijun sent a voice transmission to Su Xiaofan while walking forward.

   "Follow up, it's just seventeen or eight miles behind us." Su Xiaofan nodded, he had also imprinted his spiritual consciousness on that person before.

As a cultivator of the Yang God Realm, Su Xiaofan's spiritual consciousness is not weaker than the other party, and there are so many noisy people in the city, and the spiritual consciousness is even more sweeping, no one will pay attention to the little mark left on his clothes .

   "Well, there seems to be one more."

  Su Xiaofan's expression suddenly changed, "Senior Brother, that Taoist Crow has also followed, are the two of you together?"

   "Well, can you sense it?"

  Mr. Fang Yi was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, but he didn't go into details. "Crow Taoist belongs to the Loose Cultivator Alliance. The Loose Cultivator Alliance and the Mafia Organization were not clear at first, and it is likely that they belong to the same group."

   "This is a bit troublesome. I can last a while alone. If two people go up together, I really have to work hard."

  Fang Yijun showed a wry smile on his face. Seeing that the Yang God was approaching, he didn't know when he would be able to cross this threshold again after working so hard today.

   "No, it seems not two, but three." Su Xiaofan's expression changed again.

   "Then it should be Senior Brother Kong following up."

  Fang Yijun heaved a sigh of relief. Although senior brother Kong hadn't entered the Yangshen yet, his fighting power was extraordinary.

   "It's not Brother Kong, that person is in front."

  Su Xiaofan shook his head, the wave of spiritual consciousness is relatively unfamiliar, but he is also a Yangshen cultivator.

   "What? There is another person in front?"

  Fang Yijun's complexion changed drastically at this time, and he didn't bother to ask why Su Xiaofan's spiritual consciousness was so much stronger than his own.

   "Little Junior Brother, how far is it from the person in front?"

  Fang Yijun said via voice transmission: "When you are still 500 meters away from that person, please notify me in advance, and I will take you there..."

  Fang Yijun already had desperate thoughts, and he was sure to seriously injure or even kill a Yangshen early-stage cultivator with a desperate strike.

  And if Fang Yijun has the will to die, he can also stop the two pursuers, but in that case, it is not a problem of him not being able to be promoted to the Yang God this time, but a matter of death.

  Jiangzong disciples are all decisive in killing and killing. Fang Yijun made what he thought was the best choice in the shortest possible time. He could escape even if his younger brother died.

   "That person is more than 20 kilometers away from us."

  Su Xiaofan saw Fang Yijun's meaning, and immediately said via voice transmission: "Senior brother, you will put on a desperate posture later, but don't burn your blood, and there is me, brother..."

   "Little junior brother?"

  Fang Yijun looked at Su Xiaofan suspiciously, wondering if he really had any trump card.

   But in all fairness, Fang Yijun now knows that he is far behind his younger brother in terms of the strength of his spiritual consciousness.

  As for the cultivation level, Fang Yijun didn't dare to guess, because he really couldn't believe that Su Xiaofan, who was only in his early twenties, was actually a cultivator of the Yang God Realm.

   "Brother, what's the point of trusting me once?"

  Su Xiaofan has completely calmed down. Although the meat shield around him is a bit worse than that of Old Yang this time, what they are facing is not a saint-level extraordinary.

   "Brother, you should make your voice first, indicating that you have spotted the pursuers."

  Su Xiaofan's spiritual consciousness fluctuated and said: "If it is an enemy or not a friend, they will definitely surround you, and you have to put on a posture of desperately fighting against it."

   "Huh? I'm good at this."

  While running, Fang Yijun shouted loudly: "There are ambushes in the front and there are pursuers in the back. Which seniors are joking with Yijun, dare to leave their names?"

  The voice mixed with true essence spread far and wide on the empty glacier land.

   This meeting has already run fifty miles away, otherwise Fang Yijun's voice would have been transmitted to Fangshi.

   "Hmph, sneaky, afraid to meet people?"

  Fang Yijun's voice sounded again, "I don't know if there are any fellow Taoists around. If our Fang Yijun dies here, please go to Jianzong Tongchuan, and there will be a follow-up report!"

   "Boy, why bother, how about... hand over the few spirit stones on your body, and I let you go there?"

  In more than ten miles ahead, a gloomy voice sounded.

  However, the voice gathered together but never dispersed, and it was directly transmitted to Fang Yijun and Su Xiaofan's ears, obviously it was the method of the Yang God cultivator.

   "Dream, this is what my master wants, and you dare to **** it, aren't you afraid that my master will be angry?"

  While Fang Yijun was speaking, he and Su Xiaofan turned around and were about to go deep into the restricted area. The meaning was obvious, they wanted to provoke powerful extraordinary creatures.

   "Your master must also be able to know who I am."

  The voice laughed in a low voice, but the direction had changed, and it was still blocked on the path leading to the depths of the restricted area.

  Both sides were running fast, and they were approaching each other, and the distance of more than twenty miles was quickly shortened.

   "Brother, there is still one kilometer left, ready." Su Xiaofan's voice sounded in Fang Yijun's mind.

   "Is it you? You are actually a black hand?!"

  At this time, Fang Yijun had clearly seen the other party's appearance, and let out an exclamation in his mouth.

   "The old man is not bad, I will leave you a way to survive and hand over the spirit stone!"

  The person who stopped in front had a long knife floating in front of him, with a sneer on his face.

   Although Jianzong is strong, as long as he catches the opponent's desperate sword and enters his own field, Fang Yijun will undoubtedly die.

  As for the little cultivators who followed Fang Yijun, this person didn't pay attention at all, and he would just enter the field and suppress them all together.

   "Old ghost Qi, I will fight you!"

  Fang Yijun suddenly let out a loud shout, and the sound was heard dozens of miles away.

   At the same time as the explosion sounded, Fang Yijun's body suddenly swelled up. He was originally only about 1.75 meters tall, but now he seems to have grown to two meters.

   "Damn it, are all Jianzong lunatics? Just burn their blood and go all out?"

  The man called Old Ghost Qi was really taken aback. I just didn't want to work hard with him, so I used the spirit stone to talk about it. I didn't expect this kid to be so strong.

  Old Ghost Qi didn't dare to be careless, the field was fully opened, covering hundreds of square meters around his body, and the long knife in front of him also made a "clank" sound.

  It seemed that the two people behind heard the voice ahead, and their forward speed suddenly increased several times, and they came to a place seven or eight kilometers behind Fang Yijun in a short while.

  Behind the two of them, a figure moved even faster, but Senior Brother Kong showed a hint of anxiety on his face.

  Feeling the soaring sword intent and the coercion of the Yang God Realm, Senior Brother Kong knew that he had miscalculated this time. He didn't expect that besides the two people in the market, there would be Yang God cultivators blocking in front.

  But the matter has come to this point, Senior Brother Kong can only use his body skills desperately, and rush to Fang Yijun and Su Xiaofan's direction.

   "Old ghost Qi, die!"

  Fang Yijun, who was chasing after him, could no longer take care of him. Before entering Qi Laogui's field, Fang Yijun stopped his figure, and a bright light flashed in the night, shooting into the opponent's field like lightning.

  Under Fang Yijun's full urging, the effect of that field seemed to be mediocre, unable to hinder Feijian at all, and it came to Qi Laogui's chest almost instantly.

   "Dang!" came out with a crisp sound, Fei Jian was hit by the long knife and retreated backwards, and Old Ghost Qi couldn't help laughing.

  So what about the genius disciples of the Sword Sect, it's not as good as Yangshen is an ant after all, because his speed and attack power have been weakened by his own field.

   "Well, didn't he burn his blood?"

  Old ghost Qi suddenly saw that Fang Yijun, who was outside his field, had returned to normal, and it seemed that he didn't expend much effort.

   Just when Qi Laogui was a little confused, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck, but he didn't find anything abnormal.

   "What's going on? Is my inner armor not warm enough?"

  For some unknown reason, Qi Laogui's thoughts were a little distracted. When facing a strong enemy, he actually felt a little cold.

   At this moment, Qi Laogui suddenly felt that the battle in front of him was a bit boring. What's the point of killing me and killing you? Shouldn't practitioners pursue longevity and long-term vision?

  Old Ghost Qi found himself entangled in this philosophical problem. For a moment, he even forgot the enemy in the distance.

   "Hey, little junior brother, you... why are you lying down?"

  Fang Yijun outside the field didn't see anything wrong, and he didn't notice that Su Xiaofan beside him made a move, but suddenly he lay flat on the ice.

   "There are still two people behind, brother, you continue to work hard, don't forget, it's fake hard work..."

  Su Xiaofan used all his strength to restrain the spirit this time, and his aura suddenly disappeared in Fang Yijun's sense of consciousness.

   "Fuck, why are you out of breath?"

  With no mental preparation at all, Su Xiaofan suddenly lost his aura. Fang Yijun was really taken aback. If he hadn't heard Su Xiaofan's voice transmission, he really thought Su Xiaofan had died.

  You must know that high-level cultivators who have reached the Yinshen Leaving Aperture Realm basically don't use their eyes to see if a person is alive. They believe in divine consciousness more than their eyes.

  So at this moment, not only Fang Yijun lost his sense of Su Xiaofan, but even the three people chasing after him couldn't feel Su Xiaofan's aura.

  But this is normal. In the case of Yangshen Realm cultivators taking action, Fang Yijun's ability to save his life is considered to be his strength. A small cultivator in the early stage of foundation establishment is not easy to destroy.

  For Old Ghost Qi, the two who caught up didn't feel anything wrong.

  At this moment, Old Ghost Qi was surging with qi and blood, his old face was full of blood, obviously, he was slightly injured by Fang Yijun's desperate killing move just now.

   And the young man was indeed lying on the ground, without the slightest energy fluctuation in his body, even if he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, he had lost the ability to resist.

   "Crow Taoist, you should die!"

  Feeling the energy fluctuations coming from behind, Fang Yijun turned around and at the same time, a mouthful of blood gushed out like money, staining his snow-white skirt and chest red.

  What a simple matter, is it difficult for a cultivator in the yin and **** realm who can control the blood of the whole body to spit out a few mouthfuls of blood? Fang Yijun felt that he acted well.

   "Crow Taoist, take your life!"

  Fang Yijun let out a loud roar, and his figure swelled to two meters away again. The flying sword flew across the night, and instantly came to Taoist Crow and another Yangshen cultivator.

   There is still a fight? Crow Taoist distanced himself from the other cultivator, otherwise the two of them would not be able to exert their full strength in the field conflict.

   Just when Taoist Crow released the field and took out a dust-like weapon to block, he suddenly discovered that the person who was attacked by the flying sword was not himself.

  In the field, it was as if he was on his own territory. Although Fang Yijun's flying sword came unexpectedly, the Yang God cultivator still had enough time to block the flying sword.

  The weapon of this Yangshen cultivator is very strange. What he holds in his hand is a miniature Xuanhua axe. The thick back of the ax hits the flying sword, sending the flying sword flying far away.

   "Jianzong is a genius, but that's all."

   Such a thought flashed through the mind of the Yangshen cultivator.

  But at the next moment, the Yangshen cultivator suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and the surging blood all over his body disappeared like a punctured balloon.

   "Jianzong genius, well-deserved reputation!"

  Looking down at the open wound on his chest, the Yang God cultivator spoke the last eight words of his life.

   "Huh? What's going on?"

   Taoist Crow was guarding Fang Yijun's flying sword with his whole body, but suddenly he saw a bright light flying over the chest of the cultivator, and Taoist Crow's scalp went numb with the trace of killing intent.

   "Boom!"

   At this moment, the head of Old Ghost Qi, who was standing upright in the distance, suddenly burst open, and a column of blood spewed out from the neck of a headless corpse.

   But when Su Xiaofan drew his sword across Old Ghost Qi's neck, the sword energy still shattered his head, but the energy and blood in his body were still there, and the strong vitality of the Yang God cultivator made him think about life for a while.

   "You, you are already Yangshen Jianxiu?"

  Crow Taoist looked at Fang Yijun as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes were full of disbelief. He knew that he was not the opponent of Yangshen Sword Cultivator, but it was impossible for the other party to kill the Yangshen Sword Cultivator Yu Wuwu, right?

   "There is Yangshen Jianxiu, but it's not me!"

  Fang Yijun glanced at the lifeless Su Xiaofan from the corner of his eye. Have young people become so sinister now?

   "Old Ghost Song, you can go on the road too!" Fang Yijun looked at Taoist Wu Ya.

   "Stop, I... I have something to say!"

   Taoist Crow rolled his eyes, suddenly soared into the air, and flew towards the entrance of the restricted area. At this time, he also felt Brother Kong who was running behind him with all his strength.

  At this moment, Senior Brother Kong no longer cared about concealing his cultivation, and the energy and blood in the Yang God Realm around him surged like a great sun, and he quickly plundered Taoist Crow.

  But just as Brother Kong was about to release the flying sword, he suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and a flash of killing intent made him stop suddenly.

   Taoist Crow, who was a thousand meters away, really fell from the sky like a big crow, and the aura of the Yang God Realm dissipated in mid-air.

   "Kong... Brother Kong?!"

  Looking at Senior Brother Kong whose whole body seemed to be on fire, he looked down at Su Xiaofan who was sitting up slowly.

  Fang Yijun feels that his spiritual consciousness is a little confused at the moment. Have I been living in an illusion for decades?

  Fang Yijun knew the old and young couple in front of him, but he didn't seem to know each other!

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