The Strongest Qi Refiner

Before Fang Yu finished speaking, a cold voice suddenly came from all directions!

When these words reached my ears, they continued to reverberate and shocked my soul!

Yue Yan's legs went weak and he knelt directly on the ground. His body was shaking violently and he cried: "Spare my life! My lord, spare your life! I'm just a little guy. I have no intention of offending the Wuxiang Mansion. Please let me go..."

Fang Yu frowned and looked to the left.

Although the sound just now came through his spiritual consciousness, he could still trace the location of the source of the sound.

"Since you want to chat, let's come out and chat." Fang Yu said.

"Buzz!"

There was a buzzing in my ears.

Then, a gray shadow flickered and appeared in the sky.

This is a monk.

He was wearing gray clothes and his face was covered, only his eyes were exposed and he had no obvious features.

Even the aura of cultivation is nothing special.

"A bastard who is not even known to the Wuxiang Mansion is not worthy of living in this world." The monk stared at Fang Yu, without any emotion in his voice, "You will die, and at the same time...everything related to you will be implicated. Gotta die.”

This sentence made Fang Yu couldn't help laughing.

This is a bit too pretentious.

Even An Ran, the Holy King of the Holy Court, never said such a thing in front of him.

However, an evil cultivator in the East Wasteland's Yuanlingquan area could be so arrogant, which really made him laugh.

But it can also be seen from the side... This Wuxiang Mansion has never encountered any setbacks in the Yuanlingquan area, and it is running rampant.

"I didn't know you had so many Wuxiang Mansion. Outside of the Wishing Spirit Spring area, who knew about your Wuxiang Mansion?" Fang Yu said after he finished laughing.

Both Fang Yu's smile and these words were full of contempt for Wuxiang Mansion.

Yue Yan put his head on the ground, so frightened that he almost passed out.

In his opinion, Fang Yu's current provocation will undoubtedly make his death worse!

The strength of the monks in Wuxiang Mansion is very likely to exceed that of Xuanxian Realm!

Although Fang Yu is in the Mysterious Immortal Realm, he may not be able to defeat this monk from the Wuxiang Mansion!

"Since you insist on seeking death, then... I will give you a ride." The monk sneered.

As he spoke, he raised his right palm.

"call out!"

At this time, Fang Yu also set off.

His figure turned into a flash of light and disappeared instantly.

The next second, he appeared in front of the gray-clothed monk.

The monk felt a strong gust of wind coming towards him, his eyes changed slightly, and he was about to release his immortal power to fight back.

However, he didn't expect... Fang Yu's punch speed was much faster than his reaction speed.

"boom!"

This punch hit the gray-clothed monk directly in the chest.

A bloody hole was directly punched through his sternum!

The gray-clothed monk's eyes bulged, and he looked at Fang Yu with only shock.

Severe pain hit him, causing him to vomit blood.

"With this little strength, you speak so arrogantly. I would have thought you were a powerful person in the Four Symbol Realm..." Fang Yu said lightly, and at the same time stretched out his hand to pull off the black cloth on the monk's face. down.

The monk's face appeared in front of Fang Yu.

It's a very ordinary face.

At this time, blood continued to spurt out of his mouth, and his chin and shirt were stained.

His face was full of shock and horror.

In fact, he noticed the abnormal auras of Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi very early and did not rush to take action.

However, after Fang Yu stopped to talk to Yue Yan, he couldn't help but take action.

This is also the way Wuxiang Mansion has always done things.

As long as they marked the place, other monks were not allowed to enter.

Even if the other party has no prior knowledge, we must pursue it!

As long as other forces and ethnic groups need to fear their Wuxiang Mansion, they Wuxiang Mansion... don't need to fear any forces or ethnic groups!

But he didn't expect...the monk in front of him to have such terrifying strength.

The power of that punch just now almost destroyed him physically and mentally!

Fang Yu retracted his fist, then grabbed the monk's head with one hand and slowly lowered it to the ground.

Yue Yan still put his head on the ground, not only shaking, but also crying.

After hearing the explosion just now, he thought that Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi were dead, and it would be his turn next.

Fang Yu glanced at Yue Yan, shook his head, looked at the gray-clothed monk who was held in his hand like a dead dog, and said, "Do you have anything else to say?"

Hearing Fang Yu's voice close at hand, Yue Yan slowly raised his head.

Then, I saw this scene.

It was completely opposite to the scene he imagined!

Why, how could this happen...

"This place has been marked and it belongs to Wuxiang Mansion. Kill me and Wuxiang Mansion will not let you go..." The gray-clothed monk gasped and said through gritted teeth.

"boom!"

Fang Yu punched out again, piercing the gray-clothed monk's abdomen.

"puff!"

The gray-clothed monk spurted out blood again, his head hanging down.

These two punches almost killed him.

Although he was still breathing, all the meridians in his body were shattered, he completely lost his ability to resist, and his cultivation was basically abolished.

"I was planning to withdraw, but you had to take the lead." Fang Yu said expressionlessly.

"Wuxiang Mansion will not let you go, will not let you go! The Holy Lord's will will notice you, and you will die miserably, ten thousand times more miserably than me!" The monk in gray screamed miserably.

As he spoke, his breath was almost cut off.

"Ten thousand times worse than you? It seems you still don't know how you will die." Fang Yu narrowed his eyes.

After saying this, he threw the gray-clothed monk to the ground and stepped on it with his right foot.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang.

Yue Yan next to him was thrown away by the sudden burst of power. The ground within a radius of hundreds of meters collapsed instantly, and several towering trees were broken and collapsed.

This was the result of Fang Yu withdrawing his strength.

As for the gray-clothed monk, he had turned into flying ashes and disappeared without a trace.

"Master, why did you kill him now? You used to ask some questions before killing him." Han Miaoyi asked doubtfully.

"No matter what you ask, this guy won't tell. This is the characteristic of evil cultivators. They are relatively not so afraid of death." Fang Yu said, "Keeping his life will only give him a chance to contact his companions. Bringing more trouble.”

"But we can also lure Wuxiang Mansion out and kill them all." Han Miaoyi said.

"There is no need to find something to do." Fang Yu said, "It's just an evil cultivator, just deal with it."

Yue Yan got up from the ground in the distance.

When he saw Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi, his eyes widened and his mind went blank.

The monk from Wuxiang Mansion... was killed instantly! ?

"Boom boom boom..."

At this moment, the ground suddenly shook again.

There was also a low roar accompanying it.

Yue Yan's face changed slightly, then he looked at the ground under his feet and said loudly: "Fang, Venerable Fang... the giant wood spirit is coming out!"