"**Your mom!"

With a roar and a loud noise, Long Shao waved his Bodhi Staff and broke out from the building of the Shanghai Branch of Longmen. Regardless of the horror screams from the tourists below, he took a sprint to use his body skills to leave quickly. Along the way, the camera flashes in the hands of tourists flashed rapidly, and countless cameras were chasing him closely, and another sensational news was released.

But Young Master Long didn't care about so much. The tragic scene in the building had already made him crazy.

All the Longmen disciples and external personnel in the building, including Lu Fang, were killed. According to the analysis of those experts who searched for traces in Longmen, 95% of them died from the hands of a swordsman with extremely terrible cultivation, while Lu Fang and some others - half of them in that conference room - died from other swordsmen with considerable cultivation but not too powerful.

Yue Jue fulfilled what he said to Luo Wen. If Luo Wen took the initiative to leave with him, he would let half of the people in the conference room go.

However, the Yuemen swordsman who followed him killed everyone else.

The blood all over the ground, the broken limbs and broken arms all over the ground, and the heads rolling around made Young Master Long lose control on the spot and rushed out of the building desperately.

He knew who the enemy was targeting. Everyone was killed, only Luo Wen was unknown.

The efforts he made to protect Luo Wen and to fulfill the relationship between Luo Wen and Fang Wen pushed Luo Wen into danger.

It is obvious that Fang Wen's enemy in the Tianmen had found this clue of Luo Wen, and they launched it almost at the same time as Long Shao. Just as Long Shao asked Lu Fang to protect Luo Wen, the terrifyingly powerful swordsman had already arrived. In addition to being sad for the casualties and injuries of Lu Fang and a group of Longmen disciples, Long Shao was more grateful.

Fortunately, she called Luo Wen back to China, otherwise she would have been robbed in Vienna, and there would be no clue at all.

At least now I know that the person who robbed Luo Wen was a super swordsman of the Moon Gate. Only the people from the Moon Gate can emit such amazing sword energy, and only they can do things that even external civilians who do not know martial arts can kill them completely. This is a good clue for the people of the Moon Gate. From the bulletproof steel plates that were easily broken, it can be seen that he was a Yuemen swordsman with extremely terrifying cultivation. There are not many such people in the Moon Gate.

Young Master Long was galloping, galloping with a harsh roar. He wanted to contact Fang Wen as soon as possible. The enemy robbed Luo Wen, obviously for Fang Wen. Only Young Master Long knew the feelings for Luo Wen in Fang Wen, which was a perverted and fanatical belief that was forced to suppress due to inferiority. It was like a volcanic spout that was suppressed by rock formations. Once it erupted, this enthusiasm would ruin everything.

He couldn't let Fang Wen destroy himself. He wanted to find Fang Wen before he had an attack and then cooperate with him to save Luo Wen.

He is Young Master Long, he is the eldest brother of the Iron Triangle. He has to take care of his younger brother and younger sister. No one can bully them.

No one!

"Get out of here!" Mr. Long roared angryly.

In front, there were more than a dozen flashing figures blocking the road.

This is the disciple of the Phantom Sect sent by the elders of the Longmen. They cannot let Mr. Long go alone to find trouble for Tianmen.

But Young Master Long, he could not let these stop him, even for a second. He wanted to find Fang Wen, and he wanted to stop Fang Wen's possible unwise actions.

Therefore, Young Master Long ruthlessly took action.

The Bodhi Staff exuded thousands of green lights, and a statue of Wei Tuo's guardian deity appeared in the blue light. A surging force condensed into hundreds of rapidly rotating ten thousand-shaped energy, and roared forward. More than a dozen phantom disciples who quickly caught up with Young Master Long exclaimed, and were blown back by the energy force, and could no longer move. Young Master Long laughed wildly, took a big step and left.

A small villa in the outskirts of Vienna suddenly exploded, and blue air waves soared into the sky. Fang Wen's long hissings floated into the sky, and his hands slapped around like wheels. A series of green air as thick as a sea bowl hit the ground. The beautiful grass slope seemed to be bombarded by hundreds of artillery. There were deep craters everywhere, and the whole thing changed.

Fang Wen destroyed the grass slope, and the anger in his heart was barely calmed down. He screamed: "Mobilize all the power to find... Feng Yuan! Control all the Yinfeng tribes under his command and the subordinates of the Secret Feng tribe!"

The Sanbai Fengyugu rushed out quickly, rushed to the car when he arrived, and quickly left the place. Fang Wen's orders were not to be denied to them.

Seeing his subordinates leaving one after another, Fang Wen rolled with blue air waves all over his body. He was about to find something harder to smash him into pieces to vent his vent, the personal computer he was carrying close to him suddenly trembled. Fang Wen was stunned for a moment, took out the personal computer as the size of a palm, which prompted him that there was an email. This personal computer was secretly configured by Fang Wen, and it was just a common product on the market, not a product specially provided by the Flower Sect to Tianmen disciples.

The email was sent to Fang Wen by Mr. Long.

Fang Wen glanced at the email quickly, and the corners of his eyes suddenly burst out, and some blood burst out. He shouted gloomyly: "Moon Gate! Very good! The people from Moon Gate colluded with Feng Yuan? Very good!"

He hurriedly replied a letter, but did not take a subordinate, and drove away alone.

In the ruins of the villa, several maids of Luo Wen stood up tremblingly. They looked at the messy ruins and recalled the terrible waves of air bursting out from Fang Wen's body just now and the Fengyuguards who seemed to be flying. They looked at each other and fainted on the ground at the same time.

That night, Fang Wen met with Long Shao in Paris.

The two hurriedly exchanged some information they had and immediately drove to the headquarters of the Secret Wind Department in Paris, which is also the branch base of the Fengmen in France.

The people from the Yufeng tribe have not come here yet. After all, this is the stronghold of Fengmen in France. The people of the Yufeng tribe want to take certain actions on it, but Fang Wen’s authorization is not enough. They are asking Mr. Feng Da how to deal with this matter. However, Mr. Feng Da is participating in the research on the gold plate in the spacecraft and has not processed the information received in time.

So, Fang Wen and Young Master Long rushed to a manor outside Paris and rushed in without saying a word.

Carrying a large-caliber grenade launcher on his shoulder, Major General Long shot the grenade around him randomly. The explosion sounded throughout the night sky, and waves of fire rolled up, and figures were running everywhere.

The people from the Secret Wind Division reacted very quickly. As soon as Mr. Long started, nearly a hundred armed personnel rushed towards this side. The outsiders of these wind gates did not know who Fang Wen was. Nearly a hundred automatic weapons fired at the same time, and bullets enveloped Fang Wen and Mr. Long.

Fang Wen snorted coldly, his body pounced on the armed personnel like afterimages. The soft sword on his waist shook in the wind, and several feet long green sword light passed by the necks of the armed personnel, and dozens of people fell to the ground in blood. Young Master Long smiled grinned, and a faint golden light emitted from his body. Countless bullets hit him, but they were all bounced back by his strong body. He aimed at the remaining armed personnel, pulled the trigger, and several grenades passed by. The remaining people were blown up everywhere, and fragments of broken flesh sprayed all over the ground.

The elite disciples of the Secret Wind Division rushed out, and more than 200 disciples of the Fengmen surrounded Fang Wen and Long Young Master. Several cadres of the Secret Wind Division looked at Fang Wen in surprise and shouted loudly: "Fourth Young Master?"

The fourth young master of the Fengmen led his men to attack the Fengmen's stronghold?

What's this called?

Fang Wen had already flashed rapidly in front of a cadre, and his soft sword shook gently, and he wrapped it around the cadre's neck several times. He sneered: "Where is Feng Yuan?"

The cadre looked at Fang Wen with murderous look in horror and replied dullly: "The eldest young master is not here recently, and we don't know where he has gone."

"Waste!" Fang Wen pulled his hand, and a big head flew into the sky in the flash of blood. He killed the cadre with one sword.

With his wrist shaking, his soft sword entangled another cadre from the Secret Wind Department. Fang Wen asked the unpopular cadre with a grim smile and said, "Where is Feng Yuan?"

The cadre shivered and did not dare to speak.

Fang Wen twitched his wrist gently, and another head flew up.

In the crowd, a Feng Yuan's confidant suddenly shouted: "Even if you are the fourth young master of Fengmen, you will be a death sentence to attack our stronghold! Brothers, capture him!"

More than 200 disciples of the Secret Wind Division had long been dissatisfied with seeing Fang Wen killing his two leaders as if he was killing chickens and dogs. Now, when his boss greeted him, he drew his swords and rushed up. The sword energy was like rain, the sword light was full of snow, and more than 200 disciples of the Feng Sect swirled rapidly, and the sky was filled with brilliant green sword lights roaring down.

Fang Wen smiled grimly. As he waved his hand, countless fine blue sword lights were facing the sky. Dozens of disciples of the Secret Wind Division cried out, and their wrist meridians were cut off by Fang Wen's sword. They could no longer hold the hilt of the sword. They threw down their long swords and quickly retreated with their bleeding wrists.

The remaining disciples of the Secret Wind Division became more and more excited and rushed towards Fang Wen.

A Buddha's yelled, and the ground shook slightly. Young Master Long had already waved his Bodhi Staff to greet him. A round of Buddha's light emerged behind him, with golden light shining brightly in his hands. The terrifying pure Yang force was like a copper wall and iron wall. Dozens of disciples from the Secret Wind Division shouted bitterly, their bones were broken and their muscles were broken, and their seven orifices were spurted backwards, and they fell heavily to the ground and died on the spot.

"Longmen Buddhist teachings and Buddhist teachings!"

The disciple of the Secret Wind Division who was aware of the origin of Mr. Long and exclaimed loudly: "Fourth Young Master, you collude with the people from Longmen!"

"**! Why don't you say that the people from Longmen collude with me, Mr. Fang?" Fang Wen had already entered a semi-crazy state because Luo Wen fell into the opponent. He waved his sword and roared angrily: "You are all Feng Yuan's subordinates! You should all die! Mr. Long, kill them all!"

The sword light is like rain, and the Buddha light is like waves.

The stronghold of Fengmen in France was uprooted by Fang Wen! When the Tianmen heard this news, people were shocked. The first chapter of the road, goodbye,
Chapter completed!