Fang Zhiyi was stunned for a moment, then clapped his hands and laughed, "I've seen many people not giving others a chance to explain, but this is the first time I've seen someone not giving myself a chance to explain."
That night, everyone in the Giant Whale Sect was wiped out, and it was said that even the eggs in the kitchen were smashed.
In a short time, this shocking news spread throughout the martial arts world of Jiuzhou, and it didn't even pass through the Jianghu Daily.
Fang Zhiyi had no intention of covering up, so his name was mentioned again, and these people now remembered his past.
Haze State, Piao State... Wherever Fang Zhiyi goes, people die. He doesn't want to be assassinated or have his business robbed, but he wants to find out who attacked Mei Ruoxue and find the antidote.
Unfortunately, these people all insisted that they were ignorant of the matter.
When he came out of Piaozhou, a joint force of hundreds of people outside the city blocked his way.
Fang Zhiyi knew that they should have reacted by now and was not surprised at all.
A small path was made through the crowd on the opposite side, and a man with white hair and a youthful face walked out slowly.
"My friend, is this too much?"
Fang Zhiyi shook his head: "But, in the martial arts world, it's all about revenge."
The man nodded and said, "Everyone has a grudge to take revenge. As the ancestor of Lingshan, I am also qualified to take revenge, right?"
Fang Zhiyi did not answer, his eyes were extremely indifferent.
The fight lasted for half an hour. Fang Zhiyi looked down at his pierced stomach and slowly withdrew his right hand. The Lingshan Patriarch's throat was broken and he fell to the ground dead.
"Xie Ping." He looked at the disciples surrounding him with a sinister look, "Do you want to come together?"
"Go!" someone shouted, and instantly countless people rushed forward. They knew that even someone as strong as Fang Zhiyi could be worn down. At this moment, a commotion broke out behind them. Fang Zhiyi squinted his eyes and looked over. Familiar faces appeared in his sight.
The martial arts school teachers arrived, and He Wugui, Lu Zhaoran, Lao Lan and others came out in full force, turning Fang Zhiyi's personal revenge battle into a big fight in the martial arts world. Although the situation was stabilized, the situation was still not optimistic.
When the battle was at a stalemate, the influx of a fresh force changed the situation. The Demon Cult was defeated, and they came to help Fang Zhiyi.
After one day and one night, Fang Zhiyi's side won, but almost everyone was injured. Among them were a few people, including Fang Zhiyi. He was besieged by three top-notch masters and almost died on the spot.
Late at night, a figure quietly pushed open Fang Zhiyi's door.
Looking at Fang Zhiyi lying on the bed with his eyes closed, the man rubbed his hands and said, "Alas." He took out the poisoned dagger in his hand.
Just as his dagger was about to pierce Fang Zhiyi's neck, a hand grabbed his wrist. He turned around in surprise, and Lu Zhaoran's face came closer: "Fang kid is right, there really is someone who wants to kill him."
His injuries were not serious. Fang Zhiyi said a few words to him before she fell into coma, and then he disappeared into Fang Zhiyi's room.
The visitor was surprised and fled in a hurry, but was caught at the door. The current left and right emissaries of the Demon Cult were guarding here, and the current left emissary of the Demon Cult showed a creepy smile.
Two days later, a carriage was stopped when it entered a gorge.
Fang Zhiyi coughed and walked out of the crowd: "Xiao Mi Le, come out by yourself."
The torture methods of the evil cult were quite good, and the killer finally couldn't hold back and gave out the mastermind behind the scenes. No one could have guessed that all of it pointed to Laughing Maitreya!
The fat figure slowly got down from the carriage, and Xiao Maitreya forced a smile.
"Hehe, one move short of victory."
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