Whoosh!

A feather arrow shot through the air forward. Bai Fanghua, who was running forward at an astonishing high speed, did not slow down. When the feather arrow fell, it happened to be under the feather arrow.

puff!

The feather arrow passed through her right shoulder, bringing out a cloud of blood mist. Bai Fanghua let out a shrill scream, and her movement speeded up again, shaped like a ghost, and her voice contained a sense of despair.

"Run, keep running!"

Yang Xingzhou stood on the back of the fire bird, bent his bow and set an arrow, pointed it at the running Bai Fanghua, laughed like the most cruel villain, the devil: "I just like to see the expressions of you guys when they are desperate. The louder you scream,

The more excited I get."

When Bai Fanghua used the Heavenly Demon Escape Technique, she couldn't stop at all. She had to run more than a hundred miles, her essence and blood declined, and her breath no longer surged like a tide, and then she was able to stop slowly. And when she was running away,

You can't turn yet. If you turn too much, your Qi and blood will flow backwards, and you will die.

The reason why forbidden arts are called forbidden arts is that the disadvantages are revealed here.

If it was Pang Ban, the waves turning over the clouds, and Bai Fanghua escaped at such a high speed, the two of them might not be able to catch up. But Yang Xingzhou is different. He has air power. No matter how fast Bai Fanghua runs, he can't fly faster than the Firebird.

Very fast.

It can be said that in front of Pang Ban and Lang Fanyun, Bai Fanghua might still be able to escape, but in front of Yang Xingzhou, even her escape has become a luxury.

Whoosh!

Yang Xingzhou shot another arrow, this time it penetrated Bai Fanghua's left shoulder, and took away another cloud of blood mist, causing a long dragon of blood mist to rise behind Bai Fanghua, which looked strange and terrifying under the moonlight.

Desperation filled Bai Fanghua's heart, and she had never felt so regretful as she did today.

After running for more than a hundred miles, Bai Fanghua's body finally slowly stopped, her face pale and her breath weak.

Yang Xingzhou landed gently in front of her from the air, stretched out his spear, and put the tip of the spear on Bai Fanghua's shoulder, which was still leaking blood, and said with a smile: "Two things."

He looked at Bai Fanghua, whose face was pale, and said lightly: "The first thing is to tell me all the skills and inheritance of Tianming Sect one by one. I will learn more magic methods in the future so that I can use them to deal with the demons who provoke me.

Disciple.

The second thing is, tell me how you deal with Zhu Yuanzhang."

Bai Fanghua looked up at Yang Xingzhou, his eyes full of regret and regret: "Kill me!"

Yang Xingzhou said: "What's the difficulty in killing you? But before you die, you'd better tell the inheritance of the Destiny Sect in detail. Otherwise, I will let you see what it means to truly live worse than death."

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Bai Fanghua said sadly: "You are a great master of martial arts, but you would do such a despicable thing? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by fellow martial arts people if word spreads about it?"

Yang Xingzhou said: "As long as I am fierce, ruthless and shameless, who in the world dares to laugh at me? Anyone who dares to laugh at me will be killed by me."

Bai Fanghua: "..."

Once again, she deeply felt the powerlessness of facing a shameless master like Yang Xingzhou.

When a person is cunning, shameless, and unpredictable, then he will be a nightmare for all enemies. Although the Tianming Sect is a branch of the Demon Sect, which has many inherited techniques for masters, but at this time, in front of them

When dealing with Yang Xingzhou, Bai Fanghua still felt at her wits' end.

She had the intention to commit suicide, but she always felt that there was still a glimmer of hope, so she made up her mind to die. She wanted to escape, but it was difficult to escape from Yang Xingzhou's hands. It seemed that she had no other way except to cooperate with Yang Xingzhou.

While she was hesitating, she saw Yang Xingzhou slowly stretched out his finger and pointed it at her chest: "Counting down to ten words, if you don't make a decision, I will abolish your martial arts."

"Yang Xingzhou, unless you kill me, I won't answer any of your questions!"

"Okay, grant your wish!"

Yang Xingzhou withdrew his spear, and then stabbed Bai Fanghua's chest mercilessly with the tip of the spear.

Bai Fanghua was shocked, and rolled to one side with all his strength, narrowly dodging Yang Xingzhou's fatal shot, but after all, his strength was greatly reduced, and he could not dodge quickly enough. With a "pop", the side of his shoulder was pierced by a spear, and there was a sound

Hum.

"Yang Xingzhou, what's the point of bullying a woman?"

Bai Fanghua's eyes showed panic. She didn't expect that Yang Xingzhou really had no sympathy for her. Even though she had a thousand tricks in her heart, she still felt that she was at her wits' end when facing Yang Xingzhou. This person didn't follow the routine and made mistakes in every move he made.

It was beyond her expectation, which made her feel uncontrollably frustrated.

When she faced Yang Xingzhou just now, she had already used her charm skills to the extreme. Although she was seriously injured, the way of charm skills is certainly related to her internal skills, but more importantly, she showed her charm in every move, which made people naturally appreciate her.

Heart

The pleasing feeling of pleasure can stimulate various desires in the hearts of the opposite sex, and then use them to achieve one's own goals. It has nothing to do with martial arts cultivation. People without martial arts can also use the art of charm to extremely high levels.

realm.

Bai Fanghua studied under Shan Yuru and other great masters in the art of enchantment, and he himself has astonishing talents. Although he is not very old now, his magic skills are outstanding, not inferior to Shan Yuru, or even better.

This is like Qin Mengyao who came out of Cihang Jingzhai. He is not very young, but he has already practiced Cihang Sword Code to the point where the sword's heart is clear. He has surpassed Naiyan Jing'an and become the number one in Cihang Jingzhai's cultivation.

people.

At such a young age, Bai Fanghua has such attainments in magic arts and is so talented that she is almost as good as Qin Mengyao.

It's just that the two paths of good and evil are incompatible with each other, but each has achieved extremely high achievements in its own field.

But even though Bai Fanghua was so charming and showed her greatest charm to Yang Xingzhou, it did not shake Yang Xingzhou's spiritual will at all. Even Yang Xingzhou's eyes did not change at all, as if Bai Fanghua was a dead person.

"In my eyes, there are only enemies, no women."

Yang Xingzhou laughed dumbly: "Your charm has no effect on me at all, don't do such a futile thing."

He said with a solemn expression: "Give you another chance. If you dare to play tricks on me again, I will torture you for three days and three nights. You will kneel down and beg me to kill you, but I will not kill you."

Bai Fanghua raised her head, her swan-like slender neck turned into a wonderful arc, and her breasts undulated slightly, creating an amazing allure under the bright moon. Coupled with her slight breathing and charming grace, she had an amazing aura.

.

She closed her eyes, and two clear tears slowly flowed from the corners of her eyes, adding to the feeling of heartbreak.

"Crack!"

As soon as her eyes closed, her cheek felt pain, and she was knocked away by Yang Xingzhou's palm. She fell to the ground, several teeth spurted out, half of her face was swollen, and she almost fainted on the spot.

"You still don't listen!"

Yang Xingzhou took back his palms and looked at the sky with his hands behind his back: "You have no chance!"

…

Early the next morning, Bai Fanghua's body was thrown into the valley. Yang Xingzhou rose into the air, stepped on the back of the fire bird, and returned to the Ghost King's Mansion in Jinling.

Xu Ruowu went out to inquire: "Brother Yang, did you gain anything yesterday?"

Yang Xingzhou took out the archives of the Destiny Sect from his arms and handed it to the Ghost King: "This is the archives of the Destiny Sect. It's best to have someone copy a few copies and call Zhu Yuanzhang to catch all these people."

Xu Ruowu opened his eyes slightly, with a look of shock on his face: "So many high-ranking officials in the court? Even Li Jinglong is a member of the Tianming Sect? He is the Duke of the court!"

Yang Xingzhou said: "His real age is older than his father Cao Guogong Li Wenzhong. Do you think he will be the real Li Jinglong?"

Xu Ruowuleng said: "If he wasn't the real Li Jinglong, how could he have hidden it from everyone for so many years?"

Yang Xingzhou said: "Who knows? If you want to know, ask Daxia Huang!"

Xu Ruowu: "...Who is Daxia Huang?"

The two discussed for a while, and Xu Ruowu asked softly: "Brother Yang, you said that you almost killed the masters of Tianming Sect, then my adopted daughter Fanghua..."

"He was beaten to death! The body was thrown into a valley a hundred miles away. It has probably been eaten by the money wolf now!"

Xu Ruowu was stunned for a moment and sat on the spot in silence.

After a long time, he shook his head and laughed: "Brother Yang, I am not as good as you! After such a beautiful young woman, I don't think I am as cruel as you, and I will kill her at will. Before killing her, you didn't torture her, right?"

Yang Xingzhou said: "How can I relieve the hatred in my heart without torturing her?"

Xu Ruowu's face stiffened and he sighed: "Brother Yang, you..."
Chapter completed!