Refining Heaven and Earth Chapter 1589: Interlude

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Fang Bai glanced over, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of Fang Bai's mouth. With this strength, he wanted to make trouble?

On the surface, it looks pretty good. The two saints are ninefold, and the other seven are seventy-eightfold saints. As for the rest of Fang Bai, there is no interest in taking a look.

"How can you enlighten me?" Fang Bai asked, looking at the two saints in front of the battleship, the nine-fold elder, his expression of disdain was undoubtedly revealed, which aroused dissatisfaction between the two.

Huh!

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The old man in a white robe said solemnly: "Crossing into my blue jade gate without permission, dare to be so arrogant, I don't know what to do!"

"Uh..."

Fang Bai smiled, maybe his attitude was a bit wrong just now. There has been too much experience in recent years, and it will be revealed involuntarily.

He looked straight, and said: "I'm really sorry for entering your door by mistake. Please forgive me."

The attitude has changed rapidly, not to mention Qingyumen, even Chen Yu is at a loss, but he knows Fang Bai's methods well, so he doesn't care.

"Are you teasing the old man?" The white-robed old man's face grew gloomy.

Fang Bai was speechless for a moment, and his attitude was hard to say is arrogant, and when his attitude was good, it was said to be a teasing. What should I do?

At this moment, I was thinking about rushing back to Mingjian Shengu, not willing to have more troubles, and patiently said: "Misunderstandings, all misunderstandings, please make it easier."

Huh!

The white-robed old man said coldly: "People can go, but the warship stays."

"Huh?"

Fang Bai frowned slightly. A warship is worth a lot, but it hasn't been put in his eyes. The question is Chen Yu's thing, how can it be handed over to others?

Even if it belongs to oneself, it cannot be easily handed over to others. It has not been subjected to such threats.

"What if you don't make it?" Fang Bai looked unhappy, and Chen Yu was gearing up to do it. He had been blocking roads in the sea for many years, but he didn't expect to be stopped by someone else in Lanzhou.

"Then don't leave." The white-robed old man said coldly.

Fang Bai smiled, "It's okay if you want to keep me, do you have this kind of strength?" Inadvertently glanced around, Fang Bai smiled more strongly, and his strength was similar to that of Zhang's family, and it was still vaguely. Some are not as good.

"What an arrogant person, do it!"

The white-robed old man yelled coldly, dozens of brilliance rose up at the same time, and he would act if he didn't agree with him.

"Put away the battleship."

There is still half a year away, Fang Bai didn't want to fly over by himself, Chen Yu put away the battleship, the two started almost at the same time, and went straight to the two sage nine-fold old man.

Ordinary saints can't get into their eyes at all.

"Looking for death!"

The white-robed old man shouted angrily, the blue light rose, and felt the incomparable sword light suddenly stunned, "How is it possible?"

At this time, he realized that Fang Bai, a saint eightfold, is not simple, and stronger than the ninefold saint.

But now it's too late to say anything. The two brilliant sword lights fell almost at the same time, the blue light shattered in an instant, and the two figures spewed blood and retreated almost at the same time.

"Huh?"

Fang Bai frowned slightly. Unexpectedly, the two of them were so unhelpful. The Qingyumen crowd who had been killed around couldn't help but stunned. Amidst the roar of the two saints, the nine-fold old man roared towards Fang Bai.

"I don't know what to say!"

The Wuque Sword swept across, the rays of light shattered, and Chen Yu chopped off afterwards, shouts of exclamation continued, and the crowd retreated one after another.

Fang Bai stared blankly, and the surrounding crowd turned pale, staring at the two of them blankly, not knowing what to say for a while.

"Do you want more warships?" Fang Bai asked with a smile.

The old man in the white robe looked extremely ugly, with blood still on the corners of his mouth, where he dared to talk nonsense, opened his mouth, perhaps because he felt unable to speak, and shook his head.

"Does anyone want to stay?" Fang Bai asked with a smile again.

The old man in the white robe looked bitter and shook his head again.

"That's good!"

Fang Bai smiled, and when he looked back at Chen Yu about to leave, he suddenly felt that it would be good to surrender these people.

"Why don't you follow me in the future, you will not be able to keep your strengths sooner or later, and you will be destroyed if you are not careful."

"I..."

The white-robed old man was aggrieved and speechless, and he couldn't rob him. Instead, he wanted to take himself in. Looking at the other side, although there were only two people, defeating them was easy. Even if someone could escape, Qingyumen would be destroyed.

Stealing chickens does not lead to loss of rice. Who can understand the kind of suffering?

"Not willing?"

Fang Bai's face sank, and the sword's light was shining, and the incomparable sword light enveloped the surroundings, killing intently.

Chen Yu sneered, the spirit is controlled by others, and his status is extremely low. If these people join, there will be a backstop, but he doesn't know that there are many people before him.

"My friend, don't you think it's too much?" The white-robed old man said solemnly.

Fang Bai smiled. When he is reasoning, they will need strength, and when he is strong, they will need to reason. Where is there such a cheap thing in the world?

"Either hand over the soul, or die, choose yourself!" Fang Bai didn't bother to talk nonsense with them. If it wasn't them that I met today, what would happen to him? Just think about it, you don’t need to be kind to such a person. .

Huh!

The white-robed old man said coldly: "Do you think you can keep the old man?"

Fang Bai said indifferently: "You can try, but you will be left behind by then."

Hahahaha!

The white-robed old man laughed and said: "What an arrogant man, the old man wants to see and see today..." Before the voice fell, the man had turned and galloped away, and it was dozens of miles away in the blink of an eye.

Fang Bai couldn't help but stunned. He didn't expect this person to be so neat and tidy. Even the saints of Qingyumen were dull and fled like this?

"Who moves and who dies!"

Fang Bai's words fell, chasing him like lightning, and after a few flashes, he disappeared into the distant sky.

"No one is allowed to move!"

Chen Yu exploded and locked on the last saint Jiu Zhong, and never gave him a chance to escape.

A stream of light flew across the sky, and the white-robed old man had escaped three thousand miles away, his divine sense swept backward, and Fang Bai chased him a hundred miles away.

"Not good!"

The white-robed old man was shocked. At this speed, it would be good to be able to escape thousands of miles. How could he not think that Fang Bai was not only powerful, but also so fast.

I was frightened and hurriedly increased the speed to the extreme.

"You can't escape!"

Fang Bai said in a cold voice, speeding up again, shortening the distance to eighty li in an instant, the white-robed old man's complexion instantly turned pale, he could not pull the distance, but pulled closer again, how can he not be surprised?

"Why?"

The white-robed old man roared angrily, and felt that Fang Bai was approaching fast, almost desperate.

"Stay!"

Fang Bai arrived immediately, and Wuwei sword burst out with a roar of bright light.

Aware of the murderous intent behind him, the white-robed old man was completely desperate, and hurriedly turned his head, the blue light rose and greeted him fiercely.

Boom!

When the sword light fell, the blue light burst instantly, and only heard the scream of the white-robed old man, his body retreated violently.

At this moment, Fang Bai's figure flashed, and he was already in front of him in an instant, and he was cut with a sword.

"Stop!"

The white-robed old man knew that there was no point in resisting, so he hurriedly said loudly: "I am willing to hand over my soul."

Jianmang cut across him in an instant, and the white-robed old man's face was pale, with cold sweat, and his expression was extremely miserable between the thoughts of life and death.

"What are you waiting for?" Fang Bai said lightly.

The face of the old man in the white robe became more and more ugly, his soul slowly floated, Fang Bai put it away directly, "Let's go!"

When the two returned, the sages of Qingyumen were still there, and seeing the white-robed old man following behind him dejectedly, he immediately realized what had happened.

"Oh!"

While sighing helplessly, every soul floated, and Fang Bai laughed.

Half an hour later, the battleship reappeared, heading east, with sixty-eight saints, the battleship did not become lively, but more lifeless.

How can you be happy if you fail to robbery, but instead put yourself up?

Fang Bai didn't bother to pay attention to this, and practiced in retreat again.