Immortal World Supplier

When the door of the shop was just pushed open, a series of cold arrows shot directly at Fang Qi and the others.

These arrows have obviously been finely processed, and the tips of the arrows carry rich spiritual power, which greatly increases the power of these arrows.

"puff……"

Fang Qi saw with his own eyes that an arrow shot a hidden guard at the Nascent Soul Dzogchen level, piercing his body directly.

After the body was pierced, countless strands of black toxin emerged from the tip of the arrow, crazily surging in the body of the dark guard.

The body of the dark guard withered at an extremely fast speed... Even his face gradually began to rot.

If Fang Qi hadn't fed him Banlangen in time, he might have died just now.

Only at the stage of transforming gods can one barely stop the sudden attack of these arrows!

"Who is playing tricks!"

Fang Qi snorted. At first he thought that the original owner of the shop, Haishamen, was looking for trouble, but the first time he saw these powerful arrows, Fang Qi understood that this couldn't be Haishamen. Haishamen doesn't have this strength.

"Sure enough! It's worthy of being someone who can kill the Ninth Envoy!"

whoosh whoosh...

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and eight or nine men in black suddenly landed from the air.

Fang Qi glanced at the top of the store, where a big gap had been opened.

"Ninth envoy? Who are you?"

Fang Qi narrowed his eyes, and he began to secretly detect the cultivation of the people in front of him. Among the nine people in front of him, there were three monks of the late Nascent Soul, four monks of the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul, and two monks of the Transformation Stage.

These two cultivators at the stage of transforming gods are both low-level cultivating gods...not worth mentioning.

However, there are not many forces capable of dispatching such a lineup... in the entire cultivation world.

A cultivator in the transformation stage can never be a Chinese cabbage.

"I am the second envoy of Zantian Pavilion, Zandi!"

The leading man in black opened his mouth lightly, and spit out a silver-white dart from his mouth, heading directly towards Fang Qi.

Clang...

As soon as Xue shot, the dart fell to the ground.

Fang Qi was shocked, he really didn't react just now, if Xue Yi hadn't reacted in time, he might have been plotted against!

This group of people... really took every opportunity to assassinate.

Hearing the words Zantian Pavilion, Fang Qi instantly understood that he had encountered an assassination about a few months ago, and Fang Qi directly killed the assassin at that time.

Later, through baby washing, I probably knew that this guy was the ninth envoy of Zangtian Pavilion...

From this point of view, these people are here for revenge?

"Hehe... I have no enmity with you at the Zantian Pavilion, why bother to force each other?"

Fang Qi staggered his steps, ready to face the battle at any time.

The man in black on the opposite side glanced at Fang Qi and Xue Yi unexpectedly.

"You... are stronger than I imagined. The moment you kill the Ninth Envoy, we are already deadly enemies!"

"Revenge at the Zangtian Pavilion, no one can stop it!"

The grave made a hoarse throat, his voice was very strange, as if his throat was blocked by something, listening to him, I always felt that his throat was being cut by a blade.

The analogy is not very appropriate, but it has this feeling.

"Your Ninth Envoy came here by himself, otherwise I wouldn't kill him! If he wants to kill me, should I just sit and wait for death?"

Fang Qi sneered disdainfully, the brain circuits of these people are really strange.

"The Zangtian Pavilion kills people, regardless of the reason!"

"It's your honor to be beheaded by me personally!"