Chapter 175 Wolf Rider

"court death!"

He Shiyou was furious and shook his hands, turning into flying eagle claws.

I saw him leaping up in the air, crossing his arms on his chest, spreading his claws to the left and right, and swiping out with murderous intent.

But suddenly!

His eyes flashed, and the masked man in black riding on the horse suddenly disappeared.

The wind is howling!

A tall black shadow suddenly appeared in front of him like a ghost!

call!

He Shiyou's breath was suffocated, and his hair was blown high by the strong wind and flew to the back of his head.

Then, his arms sank!

The two sharp claws that were swiping at each other suddenly couldn't move!

"???"

He Shiyou screamed in surprise, his heart was shaken violently, and when he looked down, his pupils could not help but shrink severely.

Only then did he realize that his wrists were firmly held by two big hands.

A huge force came and He Shiyou was forced back to the ground.

Bang!

He Shiyou's whole body was shaken, and his feet were inserted deeply into the mud like planting rice seedlings.

"Ah this..."

He Shiyou's color changed in shock, and as his eyes swayed, he met a pair of cold eyes.

"You only have 90,000 kilograms of strength, but you are so arrogant!"

Fang Zhixing sneered and moved his hands forward.

Plop!

He Shiyou couldn't bear it, his expression was twisted, his legs were trembling and bent, he knelt on the ground and gave Fang Zhixing a big salute.

"Brother!"

He Shiyou's other three companions were greatly shocked and stunned.

They first took a breath of cold air, and then rushed over.

"Well done!"

Fang Zhixing raised the corners of his mouth, picked up He Shiyou, pulled out a big windmill, and then threw it away.

Bang!

He Shiyou ran into the arms of one of the young men with a monkey face, and the two of them flew out together and hit a big tree nearby.

Boom~

The big tree trembled violently and fell down, leaving leaves flying and falling.

Fang Zhixing turned around, and a tall and thick young man happened to rush in front of him.

I saw the opponent's arms bulging high, and the eagle claws were poking from top to bottom.

Fang Zhixing dismissed it and punched him out.

The punch is like a dragon, hitting the opponent's stomach first at a faster speed.

Bang!

The terrifying punch power is overwhelming and devastating.

The fist as big as a sandbag punched directly through the young man's stomach, as simple as breaking a layer of paper.

A bloody fist pierced through his back, and his intestines were scattered like ribbons.

"Wow!"

The young man coughed up a large mouthful of blood, and his excited eyes quickly dimmed.

"Third Junior Brother!"

Another young man with a goatee's beard felt his heart skip a beat. He had already rushed to Fang Zhixing and watched helplessly as his junior brother was punched through the stomach.

The flesh and blood fragments of his intestines were all over him.

The bloody fist was pointed right at him!

For a moment, he felt a great fear that could not be expressed in words. He braked suddenly, stopped, and stared at the masked man in black with his mouth open.

Fang Zhixing shook his fist and removed the young man's body. The blood-stained arm seemed even thicker and more menacing.

The young man with a sheep's beard subconsciously retreated, his hair standing on end.

"Are all the Flying Eagle Sect people like you?"

Fang Zhixing took a step forward, stretched out his big hand, and as fast as lightning, he grabbed the head of the goatee young man.

The bewildered young man with a goatee was completely bewildered and could not escape at all.

Fang Zhixing picked up his scalp and pressed it to the ground!

The young man with the goatee's beard was spinning for a while, and his face hit the ground.

Bang!

The earth shook!

Immediately there was a corpse on the ground, his head was smashed to pieces, and he was too dead to die.

At this moment, He Shiyou had just gotten up and happened to witness the tragic death of the young man with a goatee. His pupils could not help but tremble violently, and the fear in his heart magnified infinitely.

Without thinking, he got up and ran, sprinting away.

Even the monkey-faced young man pressing under him didn't care.

At this moment, he wanted nothing more than to escape for his life.

call!

Suddenly, a fierce gust of wind blew from behind, sending chills to the back of the neck and goosebumps all over.

He Shiyou was so anxious that he rolled on the spot and swept back with his eagle claws.

Several twisted scratches immediately appeared in the air, and dust was swept backwards.

However, there was nothing behind.

He Shiyou was startled at first, shaking his head left and right and looking around, but there was no sign of the masked man in black.

"Senior brother, behind you..."

At this moment, He Shiyou's last companion, the monkey-faced young man, also got up in a daze. After taking a closer look, he couldn't help shouting.

He Shiyou couldn't help but shuddered and twisted his body violently, but only saw a fist zooming rapidly in his field of vision.

In a hurry, He Shiyou raised his right hand to cover his face.

Bang!

He Shiyou tilted his head back and flew backwards, hitting the monkey-faced young man again.

"Ah~"

The monkey-faced young man was about to cry, but he was knocked into his arms and screamed like a slaughtered pig.

The two were entangled together and rolled on the ground for more than ten times before stopping.

Before they could get up, a pair of big feet suddenly fell from the sky and landed with a crash.

He Shiyou raised his head with difficulty, the bridge of his nose collapsed deeply into his face, blood flowed out, and he was completely disfigured and miserable.

If he hadn't strengthened his defense and blocked Zhixing's fist with his hand, he would have been knocked down by now.

He looked at his right hand, the bones were completely broken, as if it had been hit by a sledgehammer, twisted and deformed, bloody and messy.

The monkey-faced young man struggled to get up, but before he could do anything, two big hands clamped his head on the left and right and lifted him up.

The two big hands came with a terrifying force.

"Ah, ah ah..."

The monkey-faced young man had a splitting headache, his head was squeezed crazily, and he screamed in pain.

Bang~

The next second, his head suddenly exploded, like a squashed watermelon, red and white splashed everywhere.

This situation...

He Shiyou was horrified, raised his hands tremblingly, and said in a trembling voice: "Sir, spare my life, I admit defeat, I surrender!"

Fang Zhixing squatted down and asked: "What is your mission here, to kill me?"

"No, we didn't know you were here at all."

He Shiyou shook his head and explained carefully: "The thing is, we received an order saying that there are suspicious people frequently appearing in Yan's Winery, and Yan Hongtao, the woman that Mr. Tian likes, lives here, so my master sent us here to follow and protect Yan Hongtao.

We actually just arrived not long ago, and we happened to see you running with someone in your arms, so we wanted to stop you, that's all."

Fang Zhixing heard this, without commenting, and only asked: "The evil monk who broke the precepts is in Yan's Winery, do you know?"

"Who?"

He Shiyou's eyes were blank, as if he had never heard of the evil monk who broke the precepts.

Fang Zhixing understood, suddenly raised his hand, pinched He Shiyou's neck, and tore it.

Puff!

He Shiyou's Adam's apple disappeared instantly, and a bloody hole appeared on his neck, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

"You bastard, woo woo..."

He Shiyou couldn't believe it, looked at Fang Zhixing with resentment, and fell down headlong, dying with his eyes wide open.

Fang Zhixing shook off the sticky blood and flesh on his hands and walked towards his horse.

Behind him, the sound of a huge fight continued.

The earth shook, as if a small earthquake had occurred.

"Nine Ox Realm, it's so ridiculously strong..."

Fang Zhixing's eyes flashed, and he no longer hesitated, jumped on the horse, and galloped away.

However, he had just run out of the woods when his breathing stagnated.

In the middle of the intersection outside the woods, a middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back. He was very burly and strong, two meters tall, carrying a heavy sword behind his back and holding a red tasseled spear.

"Sigh~"

Fang Zhixing had to stop his horse and take a closer look.

The middle-aged man had thick eyebrows slanting into his temples, a chin like a swallow and a beard like a tiger, and an amazing momentum.

He glanced at Fang Zhixing and said, "Who is fighting over there, the masked man?"

Fang Zhixing was silent for a moment, and answered truthfully, "The evil monk who broke the precepts and the hunchback ghost knife Xin Zhanhong, the master of Xuanhuo Sui Jiefu, and the master of Jinshe Village Xia Jingxian."

"Oh, so lively?"

The middle-aged man clicked his tongue a few times and fell into deep thought. After a moment, he asked again, "Why are they fighting?"

Fang Zhixing replied, "Xin Zhanhong and the other two hope that the evil monk who broke the precepts will leave Qinghe County and not meddle in other people's business, but the evil monk who broke the precepts does not agree."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man grinned and said, "What a bunch of idle people, are you bored?"

He stopped talking, and Fang Zhixing did not dare to move rashly.

But the next second, a cold light suddenly burst out from the shadows on the side of the road.

Fang Zhixing had been ready for a long time. He did not hesitate, drew his sword and chopped forward.

Dang~

Fires flew everywhere!

A red tasseled spear was knocked out.

Almost at the same time, a figure jumped high and caught the red tasseled spear.

This person was a long-faced young man with a face like a red date, eyes like lightning, and extremely high cheekbones.

What shocked Fang Zhixing was that the long-faced young man was wearing a bright armor, a helmet, and a big sword on his back.

The long-faced young man caught the red tasseled spear, threw it behind him, frowned at Fang Zhixing, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man laughed and said, "Fei Yuanlin, you didn't expect that you couldn't do anything to him even with your sneak attack."

Fei Yuanlin snorted coldly and said unconvincedly, "This masked man has discovered me a long time ago. Didn't you notice that he just glanced at the place where I was hiding?"

The middle-aged man replied, "You were discovered because you haven't practiced your concealment skills well enough, but why did you attack him? Are you bored?"

Fei Yuanlin said angrily, "Since I'm here, I feel itchy and want to fight someone."

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed over brazenly.

Fang Zhixing raised his legs and fell off the horse with a somersault. His muscles swelled up and his height rose to two meters and four.

"Explosive skill·Breaking bamboo momentum!"

Fang Zhixing swung his sword quickly, and every sword was unstoppable, and he went straight up like a desperate soldier.

Fei Yuanlin swung the red tassel spear, and inexplicably lost half of his momentum and was suppressed.

The long sword and the long spear kept colliding, and the sparks splashed, illuminating the night.

"Stupid, change your weapons quickly."

The middle-aged man suddenly saw the clue and shouted, "The masked man just knocked your red tassel spear away with a knife, and he has the upper hand, and he has not lost his strength. Then he took advantage of this momentum and was unstoppable. You can only be beaten."

Fei Yuanlin was awed, and decisively threw away the red tassel spear, and kicked up with his heels.

There was a clang!

In an instant, the big sword behind him flew out of the sheath and landed in his right hand, and then chopped diagonally.

Bang!

The long sword and the heavy sword collided violently, and the two huge forces clashed rapidly and bounced away.

Fang Zhixing retreated violently, distanced himself, and after standing still, he quickly began to accumulate strength.

"You wish!"

Fei Yuanlin's eyes widened with anger, and he suddenly raised his left arm, whoosh!

A flash of cold light shot out.

Fang Zhixing hurriedly changed his position.

The next moment, the tree behind him shook violently, and was shot by a sleeve arrow, and the leaves fell.

Fei Yuanlin stamped his feet, rushed over, and sent a vertical chop with his sword, slashing down on his head.

Fang Zhixing's face was slightly solemn, but he did not dodge anymore. He stood still again and began to accumulate strength.

At the same time, his muscles all over his body squirmed, and golden lines appeared on his skin, as if covered with a layer of scales, just like the scales of a pangolin.

Moreover, there were intricate and beautiful lines on the scales, beautiful as a painting.

At this moment, Fang Zhixing seemed to be wearing a beautiful scale coat.

Dang!

Fei Yuanlin's sword hit Fang Zhixing's shoulder squarely.

Fang Zhixing's legs twisted like a twist, and his body shrunk.

The middle-aged man saw this and suddenly shouted: "Show mercy."

As soon as he said that, Fang Zhixing roared, his whole body jumped up, and slashed with his long sword!

Fei Yuanlin was shocked, and he felt his upper body cold, and his chest armor was violently deformed.

Boom!

Sparks splashed!

Fei Yuanlin flew backwards and fell to the ground like a dead dog, rolling again and again, and finally stopped when he hit a big tree.

"Wow~"

Fei Yuanlin climbed up with difficulty, half squatted on the ground, and couldn't help vomiting a mouthful of blood.

He looked down at the chest armor, and there was a tragic scar, and blood gushed out happily.

Fang Zhixing still kept swinging his sword and said in a deep voice: "Just now, I could have cut your neck!"

After hearing this, Fei Yuanlin's pupils trembled, his face turned pale, and he was still frightened.

If the middle-aged man hadn't shouted in time, he would have died here today.

Just at this time!

The fighting sound from Yan's Winery gradually stopped.

A person walked out of the woods quietly and passed by Fang Zhixing.

Fang Zhixing glanced and found that the other person was the red-dressed beauty Xia Jingxian.

She looked coldly and looked at the middle-aged man coldly, and said indifferently: "Wolf Cavalry General Luo Rujie, what are you doing here?"

As soon as these words came out!

Fang Zhixing's heart was shaken.

There are three generals under the county governor, Giant Soldiers, Wolf Cavalry, and Navy.

The one in front of him is the Wolf Cavalry General, who is at the same level as Luo Keji.

Luo Rujie laughed and said, "I happened to be hunting a demon nearby. I heard the noise here, so I came to take a look."

Xia Jingxian seemed to be annoyed and responded, "If you want to see, go and see. Can you see clearly from such a distance?"

After that, she suddenly walked to Fang Zhixing's horse.

Fang Zhixing saw this and understood, sheathed his knife, ran over quickly, and jumped on the horse.

Then, Xia Jingxian also turned over and sat behind Fang Zhixing.

"Go~"

With a command, the horse ran away, brushed past Luo Rujie, and left in a cloud of dust.

The two rode on the horse and galloped all the way.

Fang Zhixing felt a hint of warmth coming from behind him and smelled a faint fragrance.

"Thank you for saving my life..."

Fang Zhixing lowered his head slightly to show his gratitude.

Without Xia Jingxian's rescue, he might not be able to leave at all, and might even lose his life.

However, Xia Jingxian did not respond.

Fang Zhixing was surprised and looked back, but there was no one behind him.

Xia Jingxian disappeared quietly at some point.

"She came and went without a trace, this is the difference in strength."

Fang Zhixing sighed softly.

He rushed back to Yixiangzhai and entered the study.

He sat on the chair and quickly wrote a line of words.