The Wicked Cultivation Game

The unloading force value is getting closer and closer to the full value, which makes Fang Yue feel relieved.

However, the rise of [Curly Land] is indeed slow, I wonder if there is any shortcut that I don't know.

"Name: Ye Se Dawn."

"Cracked Realm: High Blood Level [4.1%]."

"Status: Curse [乌雨], —."

"Yang Shou: May 11."

After confirming his attributes, Fang Yue looked at the flames approaching from a distance.

If you are out of control, you can only go back and study it slowly. Now is not the time.

Find out the rat constellation, ask the Phoenix organization base, rescue An Donger, this is what I should do now.

Suddenly, the flames coming from a distance from Fang Yue suddenly became confused, and seemed to have received some interference.

Suspicious, a Nuo Mianmian suddenly emerged from his chest.

His expression was stunned, his little hand suddenly pointed at his face door, his arm stretched suddenly, and he ejected.

Her complexion changed, and the black knife flashed, Fang Yue cut off the waxy blue line, as if shaved, and also shaved the remaining roots, Fang Yue's face was ugly.

Weird? It just happened at this time.

Sweeping the system prompts, fortunately, it wasn't some kind of curse, but it was just deliberately emerging from the misted black robe.

I didn't know what level of weird it came, but I didn't even notice it at all.

As Fang Yue was thinking about it, a loud shout suddenly came from the mountain road.

"Night! Bull! Bull!"

Good guy, I didn't report my family, how come all the people in Dongliushan knew it was me.

Fang Yue narrowed her eyes and guessed that Rattus might have some way to communicate with the Phoenix Organization from a distance, even if she exchanged information.

This is the only way to react so quickly and call someone to deal with him.

Fang Yue's exposed strength is estimated to be around the elementary level of the human level, so this group of people dare to make trouble for themselves, and their strength positioning will not be too far apart.

No one arrives, the sound comes first.

The first thing that flew over was a flying knife.

The flying knife broke through the air and pierced his eyebrows quickly.

when!

Raising his hand to open the knife grid, with a bang, the flying knife cracked and opened directly, turning into a cloud of mist, covering Fang Yue.

With a squeak in her heart, Fang Yue violently retreated out of the fog.

As soon as he rushed out of the fog area, a big knife slashed towards Fang Yue's head.

"It's done!"

The person who dropped the knife had an excited face and a pleasant look on his face.

But he was happy too early.

Shadow footwork!

The speed suddenly increased, staggering the attack, Fang Yue clasped his backhand on his neck, and pressed him to the ground with a thud.

In the astonishment, the broadsword man's head hit the ground hard.

After hesitating, Fang Yue backhanded his right arm directly.

when!

Before the knife fell, a long sword had already attacked him under the crotch. At the same time, a shadow kicked from the left.

"If you want to kill the seventh, you have to ask me the thief, the sixth."

In the lazy voice of the long sword master.

Fang Yue dissipated the black knife, tilted her head back, avoiding the deadly kick, but saw that the foot was like a horse, and after missing Fang Yue's head, she suddenly smashed it straight down.

Her complexion changed slightly, Fang Yuetou continued to lean back, supporting the ground with her hands while she leaned back, turning somersaults, avoiding the two of them far.

"opportunity!"

Two blade lights, as if suddenly appearing from the darkness, one left and the other right intertwined with Fang Yue's body in an instant.

呲—

Blood spattered from the two arms of Fang Yue's left hand. Losing his strength, the person fell and rolled and hit the wall of the house not far away.

With a bang, the house collapsed, stirring up dust.

When the dust dissipated, Fang Yue was stepped on the soil with one foot, and a long sharp knife hit Fang Yue's chest.

The man has long hair, draped around, looking sideways at the four people who have just shot and are now walking towards this side.

This person, nicknamed the eighth long hair, is the eighth on the thieves list!

The people who came by were the old seven of Dadao, the sixth of Longsword, the nine of Iron Feet, and the strongest [shuangjiandao] old four and five.

As for those who really occupy the top three places, they stand on the distant houses, looking down at the crowd, and have not taken any action yet.

"Is the Rat Lord too enthusiastic? Just this guy, I'm afraid it's enough for me to do it alone."

Dad with long hair slightly pierced Fang Yue's chest with a bayonet, bleeding and blood, showing a grinning sound.

"Do you want to monopolize the quota?" Ironfoot Old Jiu twisted his shoulders, his body swayed, extremely agile.

"Take off his hands and feet, Master Rat only talks about catching alive, nothing else is limited." Thieve Lao Liu and Thie Lao Qi had also arrived at this time, looking at Fang Yue who was suppressed to the ground with a sneer.

"Be careful, just now we both made a sneak attack at the same time, and it seemed that he felt... something was wrong, look at him, he is smiling!"

The strongest, the twins [shuangjiandao] who had just come here, the fourth and fifth thieves, suddenly their complexion changed.

They faintly felt something was wrong, and they retreated violently at the same time.

But... it's too late!

"Hi!"

The greeting sounded abruptly behind them, and the two of them looked back and suddenly their pupils contracted.

I saw Fang Yue, who was still pressed on the ground just now, did not know when he appeared behind them, and those eyes, like strange possessions, were dyed in pitch black, overflowing with black blood, and the corners of this person’s mouth were still hanging. With a grinning smile.

"small…"

Hum!

The black light, like a line, cut across the chests of the two of them.

呲—

Blood splattered out like slow motion, and the two of them looked astonished, and their bodies were knocked out by violent force.

The air wave burst, his figure flew backwards, and the pain spread from his chest to his whole body.

While they were flying backwards, Fang Yue actually shuttled back and forth around the other thieves like a black shadow.

Every time you pass by with a thief head, that thief head will spray high blood on his body, causing serious damage and falling down.

In just a short while, only Long Sword Lao Liu Dangdang stopped twice, and was then beheaded with a single knife, and the first true death fell.

Until then, the twin swordsmen, the two middle-level humans, felt that the flow of time seemed to have become normal, everything accelerated suddenly, and then...

boom!

With a loud bang, the two of them smashed into the mountain wall. com stirred up dust in the sky.

At this moment, the bodies of the fourth and fifth elders were a little trembling.

Is that guy really just a beginner in human level? !

That crazy attack method, crazy desire to kill, hope, and that strange and inexplicable slow flow...

A chill rose from the hearts of the two of them.

When they rushed out of the dusty area, they saw that Fang Yue was already surrounded by the three strongest thieves on the top of the list. The sound of Dangdang's fight was endless. Let those who want to get close to the other burglar brothers, fly upside down, without any interference!

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Old four and five sucked in air.

Only then did they really realize how terrifying Ye Niuniu's strength is!