The Strongest Qi Refiner

Facing Ye Shengxue's outstretched hand, Fang Yu frowned slightly. Not only did he not stretch out his hand, he raised his foot and kicked Ye Shengxue's abdomen.

"boom!"

With a roar, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

Ye Shengxue, who was terrified and distressed, turned into a man in black.

There was a grimace mark on the man's forehead.

Demon sect.

Fang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly.

After being kicked by Fang Yu in the front, the man in black fell out and fell heavily to the ground, turning into a plume of black smoke and dissipating in the air.

"Mr. Fang..." Ye Shengxue called out in horror, standing three or four meters behind Fang Yu.

Just now, she felt an evil wind blowing in front of her, and then her consciousness fell into a state of nothingness.

She didn't get out of this state until she heard a roar.

Right now, she has no idea what happened.

"Such a low-level illusion, even your demon sect people will still use it." Fang Yu looked across the road and said lightly, "I didn't go to you, but you took the initiative to bring it to your door."

The place was empty, and Fang Yu seemed to be talking to the air.

But after this sentence, the void in that place suddenly distorted.

Two figures appeared.

Two men in black, one tall and the other short.

Both have ordinary faces, but have the same mark on their foreheads.

After hearing Fang Yu's words, both of them had shocked expressions on their faces.

Due to the encirclement and suppression that year, the demon sect has been silent for a very long time. Due to the nature of the evil sect, it has been abandoned by various historical books and has truly disappeared in the long river of history.

But this man actually knew that they were from a demon sect?

how can that be? Where did he learn about it?

Could it be that he has something to do with the immortal Jiang Hailiu?

But looking at the age of this man, he should not be able to compete with Jiang Hailiu...

The faces of the two men in black were fluctuating, and they couldn't come to a conclusion after thinking.

"You came to trouble me, probably because I broke your affairs some time ago." Fang Yu asked with narrowed eyes, "What do you want to do with that girl? How did you discover her special physique?"

Fang Yu's two questions were like two sharp arrows piercing the hearts of the two men in black.

Capturing the 'container' is one of the most secret things of their demon sect, and even the mortal enemy Jiang Hailiu doesn't know about it!

However, Fang Yu's two questions revealed this secret to seventy-eighty-eighty!

Why does he know about the 'container'! ?

"Who the hell are you?" The tall black-clothed man asked with a solemn expression.

"How did your demon sect survive for so many years? Those people didn't wipe out you..." Fang Yu said to himself without answering the question.

The faces of the two men in black became more and more ugly, and the shock on their faces became more and more intense.

They are completely blinded!

How could an outsider know so much about the demon sect?

"Old eighth, should we... contact Mr. Sha first? This man... is not as simple as I imagined." The short man in black asked in a low voice.

"No need to contact. Mr. Sha has already emphasized that no matter who hinders our plan, kill without mercy!" The man known as the eighth replied.

"But..." The short man in black looked hesitant and wanted to say something.

"Eleven, it's not that you don't know. The most hated person is those who are hesitant. If you want to provoke her, you can ask. I won't ask anyway." The old man said.

Hearing this, Eleven thought about the appearance of Master Sha's anger, shuddered, and stopped thinking about it.

"No matter who you are, since you know so many secrets of us, don't even think about your life." The old eight looked at Fang Yu with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Just the two of you, I'm afraid... there's no chance." Fang Yu shook his head and said.

Facing Fang Yu's contempt, the old eight and eleven had ugly faces, and their hearts were filled with anger.

As soon as their thoughts moved, their figures were hidden in the void and disappeared from sight.

Fang Yu looked back at Ye Shengxue, whose face was full of horror, and said, "You hide for a while, and I will deal with these two people soon."

Ye Shengxue nodded dazedly, turned around and ran to the back.

The hidden methods of the demon sect are much more sophisticated than most of the same kinds of spells.

The concealment of the eighth and eleventh is not only the concealment of the appearance, but also disappears together with the breath.

This kind of concealment method, even if the cultivation base is high, it is difficult to detect the location of the deity.

But for a person like Fang Yu who possesses the enchanting sensory ability, it is not difficult to find the position of the deity.

Because, no matter how hidden a person is, he has to occupy space.

As long as it takes up space, then when he moves, it will drive the flow of air.

The surrounding environment is quite quiet, which allows Fang Yu's sensory abilities to be maximized.

The airflow in the air is quite subtle, like countless thin lines that are hard to see, trembling slightly.

Fang Yu, who had been standing still, suddenly turned around and threw a punch!

"Crack..."

There was nothing in front of him, but when he punched it, a crisp sound burst out!

Eleven's figure emerged from the sky.

His chest sank a lot, his face was terrified, his eyes were wide open, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"boom!"

Eleven fell to the ground more than ten meters away, and rolled several times before stopping.

He turned his head down, a pool of blood spread from under his head, and the whole person stopped moving.

"eleven!"

The figure of the old eight appeared in the air a few meters away from Fang Yu.

He opened his eyes wide and looked at Eleven in the distance, with a sad expression on his face.

The younger brother who worked with him for many years died just like that!

"I must kill you..." The old man gritted his teeth, and his murderous aura exploded.

"If you don't have enough strength, harsh words will turn into jokes. It's better to say less."

Fang Yu's voice appeared in Old Eight's ears.

The old man's face changed, and he wanted to turn around, but there was a sharp pain in his chest!

"puff!"

The old man spit out a mouthful of blood, and Fang Yu grabbed his neck tightly and held it in the air.

Fang Yu's right hand exerted a little force, and the eighth struggled desperately, his face turning blue.

Fang Yu's face was expressionless, and the strength of his right hand remained undiminished.

After a few seconds, the old eight stopped struggling and pulled down his limbs.

He was pinched unconscious.

Fang Yu threw him on the ground, and his consciousness penetrated into his soul to check his memory.

After checking his memory for a while, Fang Yu frowned.

There are quite a lot of missing parts in the old eight's memory fragment, which is quite confusing.

Therefore, the useful information that can be obtained from it is quite limited.

There are only two points of useful information. The first point is that Zhao Zinan is called a 'container' within the demon sect.

The second point is that the eighth and eleventh have a common leader, a woman called Master Sha.

The assassination of Fang Yu was the order given by the Master Sha.

Fang Yu left a trace on the old eight's soul, and then withdrew.

The old eight is obviously a soul that was reborn by forcibly occupying the body of others.

Therefore, the memory of the old eight souls overlapped with the memory of this physical deity, causing a lot of confusion.

This also explains why his memory fragments are so fragmented.

After the consciousness was withdrawn, Fang Yu turned to look at Ye Shengxue who was hiding not far behind.

"You can go." Fang Yu said.

"...Okay." Ye Shengxue glanced at the two men in black lying on the ground, and quickly followed Fang Yu.

...

"Mr. Fang, those two people just now..." Ye Shengxue asked hesitantly on the way back to the apartment.

"Their target is me." Fang Yu replied.

Seeing that Fang Yu didn't want to talk more, Ye Shengxue stopped asking.

After getting in a taxi, it took less than twenty minutes to get back to the apartment.

Fang Yu pushed open the door and motioned for Ye Shengxue to enter.

Ye Shengxue had never been to Fang Yu's house before, and a hint of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes when she saw the decoration style that was biased towards women.

"This is someone else's house, I live here temporarily." Fang Yu saw Ye Shengxue's doubts at a glance and said.

"Mr. Fang... do you usually live here alone?" Ye Shengxue asked.

"Yeah." Fang Yu walked to the sofa in front of the coffee table and sat down, "If you want to drink water, pour yourself a glass."

Ye Shengxue sat down on the sofa beside Fang Yu, and instead of pouring water, she stared at Fang Yu with a burning gaze.

"What's wrong?" Fang Yu asked.