Chapter 51 The Death of the Wind Beard

Fang Xin is really puzzled why people like Qin Yan pay attention to themselves again and again. Thinking of Qin Yan's attitude towards himself since his appearance, including Qin Wu's repeated tolerance of his behavior of saving Liu Lin, Fang Xin was also a little confused for a while.

"Do they think I'm good and talented, so they want to recruit me under his command?" In doubt, Fang Xin suddenly thought of such a reason. But on second thought, Fang Xin couldn't help laughing bitterly at himself. Seeing that the young Qin Yan has now reached strength, Fang Xin did not think that he would move such geniuses even with the help of the demon soul.

But in addition, Fang Xin can't think of the reason why Qin Yan treated him like this. Is it to plot some treasure on me? Fang Xin continued to speculate, but then smiled bitterly. But thinking of this, he still subconsciously looked at Mo Zhu beside him. The bronze tripod obtained outside Xuanyang City must be on Mozhu at this moment. The copper tripod even remembers the demon soul, so maybe Mozhu is worth Qin Yan and his idea. But this little thing in my body is really safe to think about it.

However, just as Fang Xin kept thinking about Qin Yan's intention, Qin Wu's cheerful laughter pulled him back to reality. At this time, Qin Wu's clothes had been blown out by many cracks by the strong wind. The old man simply tore his coat, revealing his hardcover muscles, praising the subtle magic of the Taoist just now.

But at this time, in the face of Qin Wu's praise, Fengxu Taoist has no reaction. In the previous battle, I tried my best, but in the end, I was defeated by Qin Wu, who was known as the king of war. Feng Xu is very clear about the significance of this battle. The victory or defeat of this battle is not only related to his reputation and life, but also to the fate of Zhaoyunmen. Unfortunately, the wind must have been defeated after all.

Looking around the bodies of the many disciples of Zhaoyunmen left on the square at this moment, as well as those Zhaoyunmen monks who were still alive but showed timidity, the wind beard Taoist closed his eyes in pain and said hoarsely, "Lost, completely lost, I am the sinner of Zhaoyunmen." After saying that, he suddenly fell to the ground, and the wind lotus in his hand suddenly broke open. This is his magic weapon, which was broken by Qin Wu.

Looking at the depressed appearance of Fengxu Taoist, Fang Xin's mind is very complicated at this moment. He hates Fengxu Taoist. If it hadn't been for his agreement with Xuanguang Taoist, Liu Lin would not have fallen so far now. After the blade Xuanguang, Fang Xin also thought that one day Fengxu would pay the same price. However, seeing that there is no way to teach now, Fang Xin is unwilling to go forward and fall into the well.

"Alas, you are not strong enough. You still let me understand this truth better. After closing his strong murderous intention towards Fengxu, Fang Xin finally sighed in a low voice.

But at this time, the wind whiskers, which seemed to be ready to be captured, suddenly moved again. And as he left, a devastating breath burst out of his body in an instant.

After this sudden change, Fang Xin was stunned first, and then said with a wry smile, "Oh, do these old monsters like to blow up their spirits when they are dying to pull a few cushions?"

The reason why Fang Xin can still be so calm in the face of this situation is that Qin Wu, who has always confronted him, moved almost at the same time as Fengxu.

"Hahaha, I guessed you would be like this and want to die together? No way!" Obviously, Qin Wu had been wary of the wind and self-exploding Yuanling, so Qin Wu's reaction did not lag behind.

It may indeed avoid the power of Fengxu Taoist's self-exploding Yuanling, and Qin Wu finally sacrificed his weapon at this time. The man used a spear. A dark spear was thrown by Qin Wu. As if no spell was used at all, the spear turned into a streamer and went straight away.

On the one hand, it was a self-exploding spirit fighting with death, and on the other hand, it seemed that it was a spear that was all cast by physical strength. Seeing this scene, Fang Xin also doubted whether Qin Wu was big again this time.

But the final result was that the black spear finally penetrated firmly in the body of the Fengxu Taoist. And at the moment when the spear pierced the body, the destructive breath of Fengxu Taoist people disappeared in an instant. The black spear penetrated the body of the wind beard and inserted it diagonally on the ground, slightly raising the body of the wind beard. In the end, the wind beard could not even kneel on the ground.

His vitality is constantly losing. When he stared at Qin Wu, his eyes were first resentful, and then unwilling. After turning into endless sadness, he finally slowly lost his mind. Until he died, his eyes were not closed.

Seeing that the leader was killed like this, the disciples of Zhaoyunmen present were all in chaos. Most of the disciples chose to submit, and although a few people rebelled, they were quickly erased.

Zhaoyun Xianmen, which has dominated the mainland of China for 3,000 years, withdrew from the battlefield of hegemony in the world.

Seeing that all the dust settled, Qin Yan still came to Fang Xin with his ten thousand years of calmness and said with a smile, "Fang Xin, the good play I asked you to see is still wonderful?"

Although Fang Xin was puzzled by Qin Yan's attitude towards himself, he still said, "After all, I have been practicing in Zhaoyunmen for a long time. Now that this place has been destroyed, how can I feel wonderful?"

"Ha ha, affectionate, not bad." Hearing Fang Xin's answer, Qin Yan nodded and praised.

However, Fang Xin shook his head and said, "It has nothing to do with love. I'm just nostalgic. To be honest, before that, I hoped that Zhaoyunmen would be destroyed more than all of you. It's just a pity that it was not destroyed by me.

Qin Yan, who was just joking with Fang Xin, suddenly heard Fang Xin say such words and immediately re-examined him with strange eyes. After looking at it for a long time, Qin Yan smiled and said, "Well, it's really bold. I'm starting to take good care of you."

"Hmm?" Hearing a little extracurricular sound in Qin Yan's words, Fang Xin's doubt was even stronger.

However, Qin Yan did not explain Fang Xin's doubts. He just nodded and finally looked at Mo Zhu beside him.

"Mozhu Taoist friend, how do you feel after reading tonight?" Although Qin Yan was smiling, his tone was not as soft as when the other party believed.

However, after being neglected for so long, Mo Zhu will no longer mind Qin Yan's attitude. With a dry smile, he took another look at Qin Wu, who was wiping the spear. Mo Zhu rubbed his hands and said, "Ha ha, good means, good momentum."

Seeing Mo Zhu's current performance, not to mention Qin Yan, even Fang Xin couldn't help frowning. He couldn't understand why he, who had given himself a strong posture not long ago, behaved so carefully in front of Qin Yan so quickly, as if he wanted to please him every word.

Although he also showed a little disgust, Qin Yan then continued to say, "In this case, please inform Lingshi Qingsong Taoist about what you have seen tonight. Don't forget to add a sentence, saying that my Qin family is a little bored and wants to come out and walk around.

"Okay, I will definitely bring it." Hearing Qin Yan's instructions, Mo Zhu nodded hurriedly.

This behavior made Qin Wu, who had just put away his spear away, couldn't help humming. Then he strode over and first glanced at Fang Xin. After he stopped talking, he still looked at Mo Zhu.

He patted Mozhu on the shoulder and said blankly, "Can't we miss a word?" After seeing Mo Zhu nodded again, Qin Wu said angrily, "Let's go, go quickly."

"Okay, if there is any dispatch in the future, Mo Zhu will definitely arrive." He slipped again. After seeing that Qin Yan and Qin Wu's faces were full of disdain, Mo Zhu smiled and turned around and left with Fang Xin. However, when he turned around, Mo Zhu frowned, because after being patted by Qin Wu just now, Mo Zhu suddenly felt a chill in his body.

Although Fang Xin is curious about Qin Yan's identity, since he sees that he can leave, he will no longer foolishly stay with these dangerous people. However, when he turned around, Qin Wu's voice suddenly came to Fang Xin's ear: "Fate person, see you later."

Hearing this sentence, Fang Xin was stunned, but did not look back. Seeing that Mo Zhu beside him did not respond, he understood that it must be Qin Wu's divine voice. Just thinking of what Qin Wu said, Fang Xin couldn't help swearing, "Damn, it's really evil. Why am I predestined to anyone?"

"Uncle, do you think it's really worth doing this?" After Fang Xin left, the smile on Qin Yan's face finally gradually decreased, and then said to Qin Wu with a little doubt.

Hearing this, Qin Wu first took a look at the direction Fang Xin left, and then sighed and said, "Ha ha, at this point, it's not time to discuss whether it's worth discussing. Now that you have done it, you can't waver."

"Yes, I think too much." He shook his head with a wry smile. Qin Yan seemed to remember something again and immediately asked, "Uncle, what did you do to the Mozhu when you left?"

"Ha ha, don't you see that Mo Zhu always seems to have bad intentions towards that Fang Xin boy? Such a dangerous factor can't be left. Moreover, Mo Zhu is the head of Taihe sect, but he secretly developed a lot of connections just to bring down Qingsong. How can such a two-sided three-knife thing make him live a long life? Qin Wu shouted all the ugly things he collected about Mozhu, and at this time, he couldn't help cursing a few more words.

"Uncle, you are still so straightforward." Hearing Qin Wu's words, Qin Yan smiled first, and then continued to say, "But that's fine, so we don't have to worry about this and that. Even if it's a small gift for Fang Xin, I hope he won't let us down in the future."

And just as Qin Yan and Qin Wu had said that Mo Zhu was a dead person, this guy who had always been unscrupulous was really thinking about Fang Xin at this moment.

After leaving Zhaoyunmen, Mozhu already had plans to send Fangxin on the road. Thinking of the love of Qingsong Taoist for no reason, and the importance that Qin Yan and Qin Wu attached to him tonight, Mo Zhu was really curious about what could make him so valued by these bigwigs. Looking back on the strange scene when Fang Xin entered the Zixuanmen Fairy Pavilion, Mo Zhu has gradually firmly believed that there must be a big treasure in Fang Xin, otherwise it would definitely not be so.

Thinking of this, Mo Zhu couldn't help thinking about it in his heart: "Let alone say whether this boy has any treasures, but that I have seen all kinds of unbearable performances today, and this person can't be retained. How can my Mozhu's character be criticized behind my back?

While Mo Zhu's other party was confident in killing, the demon soul quietly reminded at this moment, "Fang Xin, be careful, this old man's murderous intention towards you is getting stronger and stronger."

Hearing the words of the demon soul, Fang Xin's face did not have emotional fluctuations, but he secretly complained in his heart: "I'm not stupid. How can I not feel his strangeness? But what if you notice it? Can you help me get rid of this one?

"No, I haven't recovered yet." In this regard, the demon soul replied very directly.

"That's it. It's useless to be in a hurry now. You can only take one step." Thinking of the power gap between himself and Mo Zhu, Fang Xin has always been unwilling to be soft, but now he has to go forward carefully.

However, just as Fang Xin hoped that everyone would be at peace, Mo Zhu finally leaned over and said with a smile, "Brother Fang, what are you thinking?"