Chapter 79 Crisis
As soon as Wang Mogang returned to Xianling Island and didn't even rest, he received a letter from home. The Fang family was in an emergency, and he had to rush back as soon as possible.
Along the way, Wang Mo even gave up the carrier of Flying Tissot and directly sacrificed the take-off sword into a rung of light and went to Lancheng on the mainland.
Lancheng to Wuxincheng is the most convenient way. The house below is in a hurry. Wang Mo has no leisure to waste time. He directly envelops the path.
Although some sea monsters and land monsters came to attack in the middle of the way, now he is not what he used to be. The sea king has a bow in his hand and shoots an arrow, and the world is invincible!
At the same time, he also seized the gap and spent a lot of spiritual stones to practice crazily.
In this world, strength is respected, and it is the same everywhere, especially after experiencing the bloody storm in the sea, which makes Wang Mo realize this.
He doesn't know what kind of enemy the Fang family faces, but the stronger he is, the more chances he has to win.
"Hear it, I'm coming!"
Wang Moxin said anxiously, and the speed suddenly accelerated.
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The unintentional city family is in a state of nervousness and anxiety at this moment.
Dozens of young disciples in white Taoist robes rode a white crane around Fang's mansion. Among them was a young man. He stepped on the crane and stood with his hands behind his hand. The wind in the air made his clothes hunt. The only strange thing was that he had white hair.
This is incredible to a young man in his twenties.
His electric eyes swept coldly at the people of the Fang family under him without saying a word. There were also two young men standing on the two cranes beside him, and one of them said loudly, "The five-day period has arrived. Should your Fang family also make a choice?"
The man said and spit out a breath of vitality. In an instant, the breath of vitality turned into a storm and blew to the disciples of the Fang family below.
"Ah ah..."
Those disciples of the Fang family are just low-level monks in the refining period. How can they withstand such destruction? Immediately shouted, and some of the uncultivated people were directly lifted up and fell to the ground heavily. They spit out a mouthful of blood, and their lives were in danger.
"Bully, these families are too bullying!"
A bold disciple of the Fang family saw that the brothers and sisters on the side were blown to the ground by the man on the crane. He didn't know whether to live or die, and immediately roared, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.
But as soon as he shouted, the man who only listened to him snorted coldly. The man screamed, and his whole body exploded and turned into a blood mist.
Seeing the miserable death of their companions, some disciples who wanted to resist immediately shuddered, shut up and stopped talking, but gritted their teeth and silently endured the wind blowing over the sky.
When He Yang and his party made waves outside the Fang family, in the main hall of the Fang family, Fang Hong's face was ashes. Fang Hong sat powerless on the main seat, with his eyes closed, looked gloomy and short of breath.
He Yang outside is really too powerful. He is a man with the cultivation of the spiritual elixir period and can definitely sweep the people of the Fang family. Even if he joins hands with several elders, he is not his opponent, not to mention that there are so many monks in the foundation period around him.
Of course, what Fang Hong is most taboo is the power behind him, the elite disciples of the immortal land!
The immortal land, one of the four holy places, can never be resisted by them.
The atmosphere is dead.
Suddenly, Fang Meng couldn't help it. He jumped up and roared, "He & Mom, just fight with them, these bastards! I don't believe it. We will be afraid of them if we play with our lives!"
Fang Meng said, rubbing his hands, and a murderous atmosphere gushed out of his body.
Seeing this, Fang Jie shook his head and dissuaded him, "Second brother, don't do this. Now is not the time to be angry. You can also see the other party's momentum. How can we compare!"
"Huh, is it just waiting for them to slaughter? The other party asked us to hand over two spiritual veins. Isn't it life-threatening? Without the spiritual stone, what is left in our family? How to improve the cultivation of the children of the Fang family?
Fang Meng said, and his beard was upturned and very angry.
"But now, it's not okay not to hand over the spiritual mine. That He Yang, with gray hair, is a very strange person at first glance. His means must be fierce, if..."
This time it's Fang Qing.
After using Wang Mo's refined skin cream, Fang Qing's injury has healed. At this moment, her skin is like snow, moist and flawless, and can be broken by blowing.
But at this moment, because the whole Fang family is in danger, her pretty face is also beautiful and tight.
"Fad! Why did I never know that there was such a horrible person in the He family?
Fang Hui clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. Such a big thing happened to the Fang family. Naturally, they learned about it through their brothers and sisters, just like Wang Mo. At present, he is already the second level of cultivation in the foundation period, but in the face of He Yang in the elixirsian period, he is still too weak.
Fang Xue and Wang Nan sat in a corner and were silent. Fang Xue was a little nervous and looked uneasy. She twisted her silk handkerchief and bit her lower lip. Suddenly, she approached Wang Nan a little, pulled his skirt, and whispered, "Brother Nan, what should I do now?"
Wang Nan picked up the wine pot and drank a mouthful of medicinal wine. He closed his eyes, as if he was thinking about something. After a moment, he slowly opened his eyes and stood up.
At this moment, Fang Hong and everyone looked at Wang Nan.
Wang Nan has strong hidden strength, but he can't easily use it, but at present, he is also the most likely person to save the situation of the Fang family.
"I'll go out and have a look."
"Brother Nan..." Fang Xue was very worried and whispered to Wang Nan.
"Don't worry, I'll be fine."
He said lightly, and his figure disappeared like a gust of wind.
"So strong... Isn't this... the legendary teleportation, the magic power that only monks in the Yuanying period can have?"
Fang Hong and others were shocked, and there was a sudden spark of hope between their despair. Perhaps Wang Nan could really suppress this situation.
"Xueer, Wang Nan, what the hell is..."
Fang Hong hesitated, but still asked questions for many days.
Since Wang Mo's accident that day, they have been shocked by the strength shown by Wang Nan. Many people have speculated about his real cultivation in private, but no one can verify it, and no one dares to ask.
Fang Xue turned around and sighed, "Brother Nan's cultivation is not what we can imagine, but unfortunately, he has been fatally injured by the 'Yunshen Burning Poison Prohibition', and 90% of his cultivation has been suppressed."
"What? Ninety-nine of the cultivation?
When Fang Hong and others heard the words, they were so scared that they almost jumped up from the table and chair, and Fang Meng's eyes stared even more.
"It may not be a problem to deal with He Yang, but behind him is the immortal land..."
Fang Xue muttered, and his beautiful eyes were full of sadness.
Outside, there was a storm and dark clouds covering the sun. Heyang and dozens of people stepped on the crane, and each person on the crane released an aura field and completely locked the Fang family.
"Why, the head of your family hasn't appeared yet? Are you afraid or something? If you are afraid, hand over the spiritual mine quickly. Everything is fine. You should know that Brother He Yang is fully capable of killing your veins directly, but now he has given you enough face to negotiate with you here. Don't be shameless!"
Another person around He Yang also roared at the disciples of the Fang family below with an arrogant look.
The scene was calm, and the disciples of the Fang family were still speechless, just enduring the storm over the sky.
"What's the bastard, Fang Hongren, come out quickly, or..."
Seeing that the Fang family did not respond, the He family wanted to speak again, and the white-haired He Yang finally moved.
"Don't waste time. They don't want to surrender at all. In this case, let the Fang family completely disappear from this world!"
He Yang waved his hand and said lightly, but at the moment after he said this, his face suddenly changed, and a fierce anger gushed out!
He waved his sleeve suddenly, and there was a fierce and violent atmosphere in his sleeve. Countless wind blades blew down from the air and swept away at the disciples of the Fang family.
Bang bang, some small trees planted on both sides of the edge were directly blown up into powder, some giant trees were uprooted, and the marble ground was also lifted up. The wind blades seemed to cut everything, cutting the raised marble into pieces and smashed towards some Fang family members.
"Ah...help..."
Looking at the sand and gravel, wind blade and ice arrows all over the sky, these children couldn't stop it. Some of them rushed straight with their heads in their arms, and some fainted directly.
The scene is chaotic.
"Young man, you don't have to make such a decision, otherwise, the disaster will be small!"
Suddenly, a low and illusory voice sounded from nowhere, and with a crash, the fierce wind blade disappeared silently, as if it had never appeared.
But the messy ground and flowers and trees prove that everything just now is true.
"What's going on?"
Seeing this scene, He Yang standing on the crane changed slightly and showed a solemn face, as for the other disciples on the side. All of them turned pale and looked at the quiet Fang family courtyard below.
What kind of situation will it be if he can easily crack the magic spell "Wind Blade Attack" created by a spiritual alchemist?
He Yangxin said, "I was obviously the cultivation of the elixir period, but that was my full blow. How could it be so easily cracked? What is the origin of this person?"
When his mind turned white, a figure suddenly appeared in the air and faced him face to face.
The man wore a green robe, took a gourd wine pot in his right hand, and looked at him indifferently.
He Yang was slightly stunned and carefully glanced at the person in front of him, but when he saw the man in green robe with his feet hanging in the air and no flying sword mount, his face finally changed greatly!
"Yuanying period! This person turned out to be a monk in his infancy? Being able to stand in the void without pretending to use any flying tools, such cultivation, at least infancy!"
He Yang felt a pool of bitter water in his abdomen.