Chapter 441, Ethereal Return

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As the saying goes, if the mountain is not high, there will be immortals.

Water does not have to be deep.

I don't know how many generations of capable people and strange things have been recorded on this thousand peaks, the rise of the generation of strange silver and ingenious schemes.

From the Jiutian Xunxian Pavilion, I don't know how many talented people came out.

Here, it is regarded as a treasure land of pilgrimage by countless martial arts practitioners.

Unfortunately.

Today's top of Qianjue Peak has suddenly become a ruin.

The wailing of countless disciples of the Nine Heavens Xunxian Pavilion can be heard endlessly.

The Nine Heavens Cloud and Mist Formation was shattered when the strong assassin from the Assassination Department showed up.

However, it was beyond the expectation of that fellow from the Spirit Realm Assassination Department.

The owner of the Nine Heavens Xunxian Pavilion is so ruthless that he was born at the last moment.

To die clearly.

He chose to blew himself up without hesitation.

The aftermath of that explosive force, engulfed in the majestic true energy she had practiced all her life, turned into a layer of light rain, which slanted on the land in spots.

It not only made the nine-day cloud and smoke formation more stable.

Moreover, he successfully forced back the strong members of the assassination department who wanted to massacre all the sects of Jiutian Xunxian Pavilion.

"Pavilion Master".

Crying sounded one after another on the top of this peak.

The sect has collapsed.

at this time.

Not far away, a beautiful figure in white clothes was stepping into the void at an extremely fast speed.

Coming from not far away, there were layers of blue ripples under her feet.

Like a fairy falling from the sky.

The woman fell to the ground as lightly as a feather, without making a single sound.

The aura of otherworldly fireworks on his body is even worse.

But the next moment, her beautiful eyes looked around with a bit of horror, and her slender brows like willow leaves tightened.

Cheeks with violent ups and downs are rare.

There was a little more surprise and uncertainty.

The sky is full of gunpowder smoke!
In less than a few weeks, how did the sect look like this after I came back?
"It's Misty Elder Sister who has returned, Elder Sister...".

"Master, woo woo woo, a lot of things happened today."

"Our...

Zongmen has been destroyed, and we are already homeless."

The sect was destroyed and there was no home to return to.

These two words directly pierced into Fang Yaomiao's heart like a sharp sword.

"Fat, what happened?".

"Where is the pavilion master? Why can't I feel the pavilion master's aura?".

Fang Piaomiao felt a little flustered in his heart; "Where is Junior Brother Murong Tian? Let him come out and speak...".

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a wailing disciple.

"Elder Sister, Murong, Brother Murong, he was killed...

Pavilion Master, Pavilion Master was also killed."

boom!
What is the five thunderbolts?

Fang Piaomiao's soles of her feet went limp, and she almost fell to the ground when she felt dark in front of her eyes.

A fine drizzle suddenly began to drip.

The vermilion lips under Fang Misty's veil trembled;
"Who? Who did it?".

"Who framed me for Jiutian Xunxian Pavilion...".

There was a disciple who cried bitterly; "Master, you are an extraordinary God of War, a boy named Fang Chen."

Fang Chen?

Hearing this name, Fang Yaomiao's heart was shocked.

This name is all too familiar to her.

But this...

how is this possible?
Fang Chen did this?

Fang Chen killed the pavilion master?

Fang Chen killed Murong Tian?
Today RB came to preside over the wedding ceremony of Murong Tian and Xiao Qi.

It's just that the road was delayed because of some things.

It was not too late to rush back to the sect, but when she returned to Qianjue Peak, there was only a ruin left for her.

And the smell of gunpowder and fire all over the sky.

Numerous disciples suffered heavy casualties and wept.

This scene is too worrying.

"why?".

Fang Piaomiao's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, and his silver teeth were almost crushed.

"He came to snatch the marriage.

He, he took away Mr.

Fang and Brother Murong's bride.

Then, before leaving, he directly ordered the army stationed at the foot of the mountain to attack us."

"The pavilion master activated the nine-day cloud and smoke formation, but the power of those hot weapons is really terrifying."

"In the end, it even forced the pavilion master to choose to blew himself up."

Blow up!

boom!
As soon as these words came out, Fang Piaomiao's vision dimmed a bit, and he felt a splitting headache.

The firm heart of Xunxian Wendao was also covered with a bit of rare sadness.

Was the pavilion master forced to explode by Fang Chen?

In Fang Miu's eyes, the pavilion master who had always been respected and amiable didn't even leave a complete body behind?

whoosh-

Fang's ethereal and frail figure seemed to have lost all her strength at this moment.

Her eyes were clouded with tears, and she felt a little powerless all over.

No matter who the enemy is, she Fang Miu will chase and kill him to the ends of the earth.

But, but why?
Why is it Fang Chen?
The rain hit her stunningly beautiful face, and the surrounding water was steaming.

The Qianjue Peak, which is not low in altitude, began to be covered with a layer of faint clouds.

"Senior Sister Misty, this, this is what was left after the Pavilion Master fell...".

A disciple walked up to Fang Yumiao's side and handed over an emerald green green seal.

This is the palace seal of the owner of Jiutian Xunxian Pavilion.

boom -

A flash of thunder streaked across the sky, and the small rain of the sun turned into a torrential rain at this moment.

Fang Piaomiao's heart was ashamed.

"Calculate the casualties."

The jade hand tightly grasped the emerald green seal.

Suddenly, spontaneous shouts sounded one after another.

"Senior Sister Misty, please seek justice for us."

Fang Piaomiao glanced at the disciples of Jiutian Xunxian Pavilion who were still alive, and the white teeth under the veil almost bit the small mouth of Yingtao.

Slowly closed his eyes.

The slender eyelashes drooped on the eyelids.

A trace of water was drawn from the high bridge of the nose, and it was hard to tell whether it was tears or rain...

"I will".

……

Fang Jiuran is fine, the place where Fang Ruoyu's plane stops is the best hospital in Bashu.

Accompanied by Fang Shiyun, Xuanyuan God of War with a calm temperament.

Fang Jiuran was completely out of danger soon.

And as for Fang Chen...

He didn't think of it himself.

The speed of the court session was so fast, it took less than 24 hours.

Fang Chen went to court with the silver bracelet.

At the first glance, Fang Chen noticed that Huang Bufan was sitting in a wheelchair wearing a cap and a big mask, fully armed, and almost changed to a normal Huang Bufan.

Behind Huang Bufan.

There are also Yang Futu, Lin Tian, ​​Lin Zifan and others, some teachers and wives have met and some are unfamiliar.

They all followed.

In the first place, Huang Bufan gave Fang Chen a thumbs up.

There was a look of relief in his eyes.

Or the master knows the apprentice best.

In the case of Mr.

Wu, Mr.

Zheng and the others felt a burst of regret, wondering how could it have come to this point?

And Huang Bufan didn't have any at all.

Knowing Fang Chen's temperament clearly.

I also understand the ins and outs of things, the cause and effect of all occurrences.

Huang Bufan felt that everything Fang Chen did was out of emotion and reason.

He didn't think Fang Chen did anything wrong.

Fang Chen smiled, and saluted Huang Bufan from the air.

(End of this chapter)