Fantasy: I, The Salted Fish Will Become Stronger

"Humph!"

Hei Tianhu looked at Qin Hao and his party, and snorted contemptuously:

"A few juniors of the Taiyi Sword Sect, do you think they can win this seat? If the truth comes from your sect, this seat will be a little scared."

"Coincidentally!"

Liu Xiaopang stood up and said: "My senior brother is the true lineage of my Taiyi Sword Sect Sect Leader, but to deal with a cat or dog like you, there is no need for my senior brother to take action at all."

Hei Tianhu's expression changed slightly when he heard this, and his eyes locked on Qin Hao instantly.

He sent someone to check on Qin Hao's group, so he naturally knew that this kid was the so-called senior brother, but the kid surnamed Qin was clearly a kid in the Qi Refining realm.

"Huh! Just this little trick, and you still want to deceive me, do you think I am a three-year-old child?"

"Just stay here obediently and wait to die."

While speaking, a group of cultivators dressed in black and covered in Killing intent surrounded the two groups of people.

Seeing the arrival of own reinforcements, the smile on Hei Tianhu's face became even more ferocious.

The task assigned to own by Master Xuexi is to guard the power of the Liu family and the city lord before the formation is fully opened. Now the old Liu family and the city lord are both injured.

Now no one can escape here, and after a while, the big formation will be formed, and the blood sacrifice will begin.

At that time, Hei Tianhu has the opportunity to become a Gold Core cultivator.

Just when Hei Tianhu was looking forward to the future, an old voice sounded.

"Xuan Ye is right, it is enough to deal with your old man."

With the sound of the voice, Liu Quanfu walked out of the crowd unharmed.

Seeing this scene, the vast majority of people present couldn't help showing consternation in their eyes.

"You... are you okay?"

Fan Xiong stared at Liu Quanfu with wide eyes, could it be that his strength is superior to his own?

Liu Quanfu smiled and said, "Of course it's fine. Before you came, Mr. Qin asked me to feign defeat to you to lead out this group of rats."

When Fan Xiong heard this, the muscles on his face twitched involuntarily. At this moment, he didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

After working on it for a long time, he was the only one who didn't know that Huang Tianjiao was going to make trouble.

Although everyone in the Liu family was kept in the dark, seeing that the ancestor was safe and sound, they instantly had a backbone, and their hearts were aroused with fighting spirit.

Hei Tianhu didn't expect the Liu family to have such skill, but since he dared to come, he was naturally prepared.

A mere Liu Quanfu can't afford to turn around any big storms.

"This is your last hole card, isn't it just that?

Show all your hole cards, the leader of this gang wants to see how capable you are? "

Qin Hao has seen many arrogant guys in his life, but this is the first time he has seen such a good-looking guy who likes to pretend.

clatter!

He snapped his fingers casually, and said flatly: "Since you want to die, then I will grant you, Fang Ping kill them."

As soon as the words fell, there was a sword cry in the air.

Clang!

In the blink of an eye, dozens of men in black fell to the ground.

Before everyone could react, a Daoist figure passed through the crowd and stopped beside Qin Hao.

What a fast sword!

What a scary Sword Qi!

When did this guy come?

Everyone turned their gazes to that man, and saw a man holding a long sword with an expressionless face standing beside Qin Hao, his eyes full of respect.

A group of men in black who were originally full of Killing intent looked at the man in front of them, subconsciously raised their weapons, and looked at him with vigilance.

A serious expression appeared on Hei Tianhu's face, and he kept thinking in his mind, where did he hear this name?

His pupils dilated, and he asked in astonishment, "You...you are Fang Ping, the cold-faced killer?"

Fang Ping slowly set his eyes on Hei Tianhu, did not speak, but nodded slightly.

call……

A gust of wind blows, not cold.

But Hei Tianhu brought a group of people who were trembling.

As followers of the Yellow Heaven Sect, the name Fang Ping can be described as thunderous.

The man in front of him is known as invincible in the same realm, a terrifying existence that no one survives under a sword.

Even Lord Xuexi hadn't taken down this terrible man at the beginning, and they couldn't possibly be Fang Ping's opponents.

Wherever Fang Ping looked, all the followers of the Huangtian Cult took a few steps back.

"Brother Fang, I want to eat that black guy's beast core."

A milky voice suddenly rang out, breaking the chilling atmosphere.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and it was the White Tiger cub that Qin Hao was holding in his arms who spoke.

This scene is very funny, and it makes people feel unbearable.

But looking at Fang Ping's forbidding expression, no one could laugh.

"OK."

Fang Ping only said two words, and the sword in his hand stabbed towards the black tiger under the Heitian Tiger Seat.

Hei Tianhu turned around and fled without thinking, leaving only the black tiger with a confused face.

At this moment, the black tiger has an urge to curse, I may not be human, but you, the black tiger, are real dogs.

Can my big cat deal with this killer?

But the sword had arrived, and the black tiger knew that turning around and fleeing was only a dead end, so it suddenly opened its bloody mouth, wanting to make a final desperate fight.

"Roar!!!"

At the same time, the sword in Liu Quanfu's hand was also unsheathed.

"Hei Tianhu, where to escape!"

"Damn it!"

When Hei Tianhu saw a sword coming from behind, he quickly took out the tiger-headed broadsword in his hand to meet him.

Qin Hao waved his hand: "Junior Brothers, kill me, leave no one behind!"

When Fan Xiong and the head of the Liu family heard this, they echoed loudly: "My sons, follow the envoy of Taiyi Sword Sect to kill the enemy!"

In an instant, the situation of the battle was reversed.

One's own forces fought together in an instant.

But the battle was over before it lasted a cup of tea.

With Fang Ping's sword, the head of the black tiger was chopped off.

The followers of the Huangtian Cult who besieged the two major forces immediately appeared in disgrace.

Hei Tianhu turned around and wanted to escape, but Fang Ping's sword had already arrived.

"Leave this guy alive."

Just as Qin Hao finished speaking, Sword Ray flashed by, and Hei Tianhu's arm holding the tiger-headed broadsword was cut off in an instant.

Two words flashed through his mind - Sword intent!

As expected, this cold-faced killing god understood the Sword Intent as the rumors said, and immediately felt ashamed and did not struggle, allowing the ancestor of the Liu family to capture him.

Seeing this scene, the rest of the Huangtian Cultists broke up one after another.

Qin Hao ignored these small fish, and let the City Lord's Mansion and Liu's family members beat up the dogs in the water.

He set his eyes on Heitianhu whose arm was still bleeding, and asked lightly:

"Where is the cry of blood?"

When Hei Tianhu heard this, a sneer appeared on his face and said: "You will see Lord Xuexi soon, and you will all die by then!"