The Strongest Qi Refiner

Seeing the smile on Fang Yu's face, all the cultivators around him were pale and trembling with fright.

Seeing with their own eyes their leader Wan Jia and the eldest lady Xue Lian being killed in such a brutal way... Their courage has long been shattered.

At this moment, they didn't even dare to move!

"Go back, go back and report, report! This is an enemy attack! An enemy attack!"

Some monks still came to their senses, shouted loudly, turned around and wanted to run away.

However, at this time, Fang Yu slashed forward with his right palm.

"Whoosh!"

Although he didn't have a sword in his hand, the fierce aura he slashed out was not inferior to the sword aura!

"Boom boom boom..."

Under the bombardment of this terrifying aura, the group of monks could not avoid it, their bodies shattered one after another, turned into bloody flowers, and scattered around.

"Ahhh..."

There were screams everywhere, but they stopped abruptly in just a few seconds.

In the end, the surroundings returned to a state of dead silence.

"Tat-tat-tat..."

There was only the slapping sound of blood rain splashing down on the ground.

In front of Fang Yu, the eight chariots were still hanging in the air, glowing with light.

Before the eight chariots, there was only one monk left.

The monk stood there, dumbstruck, with a lot of blood spattered on his clothes.

He opened his eyes wide and looked at Fang Yu, already frightened into a fool.

"call out!"

Fang Yu flashed his figure, came to the monk, and stretched out a finger.

"bass!"

The monk didn't even dodge, letting Fang Yu's fingertips touch the monk's forehead.

With a flash of light at his fingertips, the monk lost consciousness.

After finishing this, Fang Yu turned his head and looked backward.

Hong Yaozu had already stood up, took out a elixir and swallowed it, the injury on his body obviously improved a lot.

"Whoosh!"

Fang Yu brought the unconscious monk back to Hong Yaozu.

"Let's go." Fang Yu said.

"Okay, okay, big brother." Hong Yaozu came back to his senses and immediately agreed.

"call out!"

In the next second, Fang Yu and Hong Yaozu disappeared in place with the monk.

...

Not long after Fang Yu and Hong Yaozu left, a large group of monks came in front of the eight suspended chariots.

Seeing the situation of the top-shaped chariot at the head, and seeing the blood stains all over the ground... The expressions of this group of monks changed drastically.

"Something happened! Something big happened! This is Miss Xuelian's team!"

"Miss Xuelian was going to Jiquan Villa to attend a wedding banquet today, how could this be..."

"Quickly report back to the headquarters of the territory! Quick!"

This group of armored monks who looked like guards were like ants on a hot pot, all of them were so frightened that their expressions changed and their voices were trembling!

This is Miss Xuelian!

The most beloved daughter of the master of Yangtian lineage, Miss Xuelian!

And the place where the accident happened is still within the territory of their Yangtian lineage!

Even if it belongs to a relatively marginal position, such a thing will never be allowed to happen!

This is a big deal! Big enough to make them lose their heads!

Who is it! ?

Who dares to invade the Yangtian lineage and attack Miss Xuelian in the territory of the Yangtian lineage! ?

This time, the guards were all flustered and hurried back to the headquarters of the territory to report.

They knew very well in their hearts that when this matter reached the ears of the Great Vein Master... there would definitely be a bloodbath!

...

"Brother, just now, those great elders of the Saint Rune Clan just now... just killed them like this?"

After leaving the Yangtian lineage territory, Hong Yaozu swallowed and asked in a dry voice.

"Otherwise?" Fang Yu turned his head and glanced at Hong Yaozu, and said.

"That woman seems to have a very high status in the Yangtian lineage... Will killing her like this affect our follow-up actions?" Hong Yaozu licked his lips and asked.

"Didn't I tell you before, this operation is to destroy the Saint Rune Clan." Fang Yu said lightly, "So, no matter how high this Xuelian's status is, if you kill it, you will kill it. As for whether it will It will affect our follow-up... In any case, our face and appearance can be changed at any time. If necessary, it would be fine to change another face."

"Also..." Hong Yaozu nodded and said nothing more.

After continuing to fly forward for a while, Fang Yu fell from the sky and woke up the comatose Yangtian cultivator in a small forest.

Seeing Fang Yu in front of him, the monk was so frightened that he screamed again and again, his legs went limp, and he sat slumped on the ground.

"Let me go, let me go..." the monk shouted in fear.

"Snapped!"

Hong Yaozu slapped the monk on the face, and said viciously: "Don't make a fuss, as long as you are obedient and answer my elder brother's question truthfully, you will have a chance to live! Otherwise, you will die!"

The cultivator was awakened by the slap, took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and nodded repeatedly: "I said, I am willing to say anything, as long as you save my life..."

"Where is your convoy planning to go?" Fang Yu squatted down and asked.

"I, we, miss..."

As soon as Xuelian was mentioned, the cultivator recalled the scene where Xuelian was trampled to death by Fang Yu, his tone changed and he trembled violently.

"Snapped!"

Hong Yaozu slapped him again, and said angrily, "Speak clearly! Why are you shaking?!"

These two slaps were full of anger, and they were so strong that the monk's mouth was bleeding.

"I, we were going to Jiquan Villa to attend a wedding banquet. Young lady is the representative of our Yangtian lineage..." the monk replied.

"Wedding banquet? Whose wedding banquet?" Fang Yu asked with a slight frown.

"Yes, it's the wedding banquet for the young master of the Lanqing lineage to marry the princess of the Yuanshan lineage... The entire southern lineage sent representatives to attend the wedding banquet..." The monk replied tremblingly, "We Just one of them."

Hong Yaozu turned his head and glanced at Fang Yu.

"Are the Lanqing and Yuanshan veins very powerful? What is the southern vein? Explain all of this clearly!" Hong Yaozu patted the monk on the cheek and said coldly, "Otherwise, I will let your head land."

"Say, I'll say everything, don't kill me, don't kill me..." The monk was frightened and said repeatedly.

...

Almost half an hour later, the cultivator passed out again, lying motionless on the ground, as if he was dead.

At this time, Fang Yu had already obtained all the information he wanted.

The so-called Southern Lineage is one of the two major factions in the Saint Rune Clan that were separated by land boundaries.

Correspondingly, it is the northern lineage.

The veins in the south and the north are united with each other, and they are opposed to the other major vein, and the relationship is not good.

But above the two major lineages, there are also four great saints who are the masters of the holy pattern clan. Therefore, both the southern lineage and the northern lineage have to obey the orders of the four great sages.

And today, the Lanqing and Yuanshan bloodlines who are going to hold a wedding banquet at the Jiquan Villa... can be regarded as the two top bloodlines in the southern bloodline, and their strength backgrounds are both in the forefront.