Ouyang Quan looked at Fang Xiaoyu who was walking step by step, his eyes were full of resentment and hatred, and he vomited blood at Fang Xiaoyu and said, "Fang Xiaoyu, even if I am a ghost, I will not let you go."

Fang Xiaoyu sneered and disdained. He had gone to say so many people to him, and he didn't know how many people he had killed. With his evil spirit, even if Ouyang Quan really turned into a ghost, he would have the ability to get close to Fang Xiaoyu's body.

Looking at Fang Xiaoyu's cold look, Ouyang Quan suddenly shouted and begged: "Gangmaster Fang, Hero Fang, you are unparalleled and righteous. I don't want this Sunflower Book, so you can spare my life!"

Ouyang Quan, who was struggling to kneel in front of Fang Xiaoyu, held the Sunflower Book in both hands, with fear and begging on his face.

Fang Xiaoyu looked down at Ouyang Quan with even more disdain in her eyes, and reached out to grab the Sunflower Book in Ouyang Quan's hand.

Suddenly, a cold light flew out from Ouyang Quan's sleeves, holding his hands high, and headed straight for Fang Xiaoyu.

Fang Xiaoyu's expression remained unchanged, and she seemed not surprised by Ouyang Quan's surprise attack. In fact, when Ouyang Quan begged for mercy, Fang Xiaoyu guessed that Ouyang Quan must have wanted to make trouble.

After all, Ouyang Quan has completely lost his way out and cannot get the Sunflower Book. He is still going to die. With Ouyang Quan's temperament, he will not give up the last glimmer of hope even until he dies.

A look of hideousness and madness flashed in his eyes, Ouyang Quan shouted: "Fang Xiaoyu, go to death for me..."

Then this was just Ouyang Quan's last madness. He saw Fang Xiaoyu leaning out his hand gently, waved his hand and then landing two poisonous arrows with a fishy smell into his hands.

Ouyang Quan has prepared such a vicious mechanism on weekdays. He only smelled the fishy smell and knew that this was a strange poison that was sealed with blood. Even if the innate powerful man was shot, he would probably not be able to breathe a few times.

With a casual throw, a puff, the poisonous arrow penetrated Ouyang Quan's body under Ouyang Quan's resentful and unwilling gaze.

Ouyang Quan looked down at the poisonous arrow inserted into his heart. It took only a few breaths. Ouyang Quan's lips turned black, his whole body twitched, and he fell to the ground and died with a thud.

He grabbed the Sunflower Book in his hand and read it briefly. After confirming that it was not the song of the Smiling Proud Wanderer that everyone had confused several times, he flipped his hand and stuffed it into his arms.

When he turned around and returned to the dyeing workshop, Fang Xiaoyu saw Linghu Chong and his group of brothers walking out of the collapsed dyeing workshop before he showed up.

At this time, a Huashan disciple held the songs of the Smiling Proud Wanderer in his hand and handed them to Linghu Chong: "Senior Brother, I'll give it to you..."

Suddenly, a figure fell from the sky, the sword light fell, and several Huashan disciples screamed, and even a sword was scratched on Yue Lingshan's shoulder.

The songs of the Swordsman's Lake were taken away by the other party, and the person who came laughed and said, "The Sunflower Book is mine after all."

When the Huashan disciples saw each other clearly, they all looked incredible on their faces. The one who hurt them was Yue Buqun who returned.

"Master...Dad..."

Lu Dayou looked at Yue Buqun's happy look and said, "Master, that's not the Sunflower Book at all, but the songs of the master brother's Smiling Proud Wanderer Lake!"

Yue Buqun's smile was stiff on his face, and he suddenly pulled the score open. When he saw that it was really not the Sunflower Book, Yue Buqun was furious and shouted at Linghu Chong everyone: "You evil deeds, where is the Sunflower Book? Hand over the Sunflower Book quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you."

The sword in his hand pointed at the disciples of Huashan, and Yue Buqun's expression seemed extremely ferocious and crazy.

"Dad..."

Yue Lingshan tried to step forward, but was stopped by Linghu Chong. She looked at Yue Buqun coldly and said, "Yue Buqun, you are such a lunatic. For a book of sunflower treasures, you can ruin the entire Huashan Mountain. Don't you care about these Huashan disciples?"

Yue Buqun laughed and said, "As long as you get the Sunflower Book, it is worth it even if you sacrifice it. I am your master. If I want you to die, you must die. Do you want to be a rebellious person to deceive his master and destroy his ancestors?"

The disciples of Huashan were imposing and their hands were loosened.

Linghu Chong showed a smile on his lips, and stepped forward and said, "Okay, they are disciples of Huashan, and they can't fight with you, but I am not. I have been expelled from the Huashan Sect by you, so of course I am not a fool to destroy my master and destroy my ancestors."

As he said that, Linghu Chong shook the sword flower in his hand, and the sword technique was extremely exquisite. Yue Buqun couldn't help but narrow his eyes and said, "You evil disciple, what kind of sword technique are you? My Huashan Sect doesn't have this sword technique."

Linghu Chong said, "This is the Dugu Nine Swords passed down by Master Feng Qingyang. He reminded me to be careful of you, saying that you are a hypocrite and a real villain. I didn't expect that Master Master was indeed a word."

"Feng Qingyang? Traitors, you are all traitors from the Huashan Sect, let me die."

Yue Buqunzhuo screamed wildly, swung his sword and slashed towards Linghu Chong. The invisible sword energy drew a long crack on the ground and headed straight for Linghu Chong.

Linghu Chong's face changed slightly, and he dodged away from the sharp sword energy, flew up, and the exquisite Dugu Nine Swords were deployed.

When it comes to internal breathing cultivation, Linghu Chong is naturally not Yue Buqun's opponent, but when it comes to swordsmanship, Yue Buqun naturally cannot be the opponent of Linghu Chong who has obtained the essence of Dugu Nine Swords.

Yue Buqun himself had a battle with ancient and modern blessings, and his internal information was consumed severely, so he did not recover at this moment. As a result, he met Linghu Chong and soon fell at a disadvantage.

Brother Fang, who was watching the game, couldn't help but shook his head secretly as Linghu Chong showed mercy to Yue Buqun's men.

Linghu Chong was indeed sympathetic to Yue Buqun, otherwise, with the exquisiteness of Dugu Nine Swords, Yue Buqun would have been defeated long ago.

Suddenly, Linghu Chong avoided Yue Buqun's vitals with a sword, for fear of hurting Yue Buqun's life. Then Yue Buqun deliberately used Linghu Chong's psychology, smiled fiercely, and stabbed Linghu Chong's heart and said, "Linghu Chong, go to die."

Linghu Chong turned his body, and even if he dodged in time, there was still a deep sword wound on his shoulder.

"Senior Brother!"

"Senior Brother, be careful!"

The disciples of Huashan were shocked when they saw this situation.

Fang Xiaoyu sat on the high roof of the collapsed dyed cloth yard and laughed: "Linghu Chong, if you have any more subordinates, I'm afraid that not only you will lose your life by then, but even these brothers behind you will be killed by the hypocrite Yue Buqun."

Linghu Chong was shocked when he heard this, and a firm look flashed in his eyes. When he took action again, there was a bit of solemnity and murderous aura between the sword technique.

However, Linghu Chong did not kill Yue Buqun after all. Even for Yue Lingshan's sake and because of the fact that he raised him since childhood, even if Yue Buqun did too much, Linghu Chong would not kill Yue Buqun.

However, Yue Buqun's hands were broken by Linghu Chong with clever strength, which was considered to have nullified Yue Buqun's martial arts. Without martial arts, Yue Buqun would no longer be a threat.

Such an ending can be said to be the best result that everyone can accept. Even Yue Lingshan has no objection to Linghu Chong's destruction of Yue Buqun's martial arts.

Arranged people to send Yue Buqun back to Huashan, and Linghu Chong and others then turned their attention to Fang Xiaoyu.

Fang Xiaoyu's eyes fell on two figures. They were obviously not dressed up by people from Central Plains, and who was Ren Yingying or Lan Fenghuang, who was it?

Ren Yingying looked at Yue Lingshan staying beside Linghu Chong, and a strange look flashed in her eyes. She turned over and bowed to Linghu Chong and others and said, "Everyone, let's get off now."

He called Lan Fenghuang and Ren Yingying left.

When Yue Lingshan saw Linghu Chong staring at Ren Yingying's back, she couldn't help but stomp her feet and said, "Senior Brother, you still see, but there are no figures."

Fang Xiaoyu and a group of Huashan disciples couldn't help laughing when they saw this.

Linghu Chong grabbed his head and said to Fang Xiaoyu: "Gangmaster Fang, you are..."

Fang Xiaoyu said: "This place is so lively, how could I not come to join in the fun? But I didn't get involved in the fun, but I saw the scene of your master and apprentice's rebellion."

When talking about Yue Buqun, everyone in Huashan showed a little sad look. No matter how many Yue Buqun had, they were all teachers.

With a light cough, Fang Xiaoyu said, "What do you plan to do in the future?"

A little confused expression appeared on his face, and countless scenes flashed through his mind. After going down the mountain, Lin Zhengnan was killed because of a secret book, and countless people competed for it. Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng wanted to laugh and be proud of the world but could not get it. Even his master turned against him in front of a secret book.

After so many experiences in just a short time, Linghu Chong felt tired of the world. He swept over the brothers and brothers beside him, and everyone looked at him, as if waiting for his decision.

"The world of the world is dangerous. We are tired of the world of disputes. We want to find a place without disputes and no killing, so we can withdraw from the world!"

When the Huashan disciples heard this, their eyes lit up, and they naturally agreed with Linghu Chong's decision.

Fang Xiaoyu didn't find it strange to Linghu Chong's decision, but now he still feels it is a bit funny when he hears Linghu Chong's proposal to withdraw from the world.

After looking at Linghu Chong, Fang Xiaoyu said, "Linghu Chong, since you have made a decision, I, as an outsider, have no choice but to say it, but there is a saying that people are in the world, and they can't help themselves. Where there are people, there is a world. It's not that simple if you want to withdraw from the world."

After saying that, Fang Xiaoyu flew up and rose and fell, and disappeared, only a misty voice came and said, "The world is vast. If you are destined to be, we will see you again in the future."

Lu Dayou looked at Fang Xiaoyu's back disappearing and muttered softly: "This leader of the Fang Gang is really extraordinary, and I don't know what he is going to do."
Chapter completed!