As a demon cultivator, it makes sense to be cruel!

After entering Heiyun City, the four of them, Fang Han, headed directly to Heishui Fang City in the north of the city.

"Disciple pays respects to Master Uncle!"

Two late-stage Qi Refining monks guarding the entrance to Heishuifang City saw Gu Yuantao approaching, wearing the robe of a deacon of the Yin Demon Sect, and quickly stepped forward to salute.

Gu Yuantao was arrogant, nodded to the two guarding disciples, and walked into Heishuifang City.

"The city is quite lively!" Entering Heishui City, Fang Han looked at the monks walking around and nodded secretly.

The Yin Demon Sect was stationed outside the mansion. At this moment, the two stationed monks were talking in a low voice.

One of the fat foundation builders was named Tian Zhu, and the other was a skinny foundation builder named Muchen. The two of them were the foundation builder deacons sent by the Yin Mo Sect to take charge of Heishuifang City.

"Brother Mu Chen, it is said that the beast tide that occurs once every 500 years in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains will break out in advance. That's why the head brother called us back to the sect at the same time."

Tian Zhuzhu, who was fat, looked worriedly towards the neighboring Wanyao Mountains on the right.

"Junior Brother Tianzhu, shush!" Muchen's cautious consciousness swept around and found that no one was peeping, and then he spoke in a low voice: "Senior Brother Head has told us not to spread this matter indiscriminately, Junior Brother Tianzhu be careful what he says."

Tian Zhu quickly covered his mouth and then realized that he had just made a mistake:

"Thank you, Brother Muchen, for reminding me."

While the two were talking, Fang Han and others also arrived at the Yin Mo Sect garrison.

Muchen and Tian Zhu were building a foundation. When they saw Fang Han and others arriving, they immediately stopped talking and suddenly greeted them with smiles on their faces.

"I think you two are the Junior Brother Fang Han and Junior Brother Gu Yuantao mentioned by the Head Senior Brother!"

Muchen cupped his hands towards Fang and Han: "My name is Muchen, you can call me Brother Pastor."

"Brother Priest and Junior Brother Gu Yuantao have come to Heishuifang City to pick up the two senior brothers on orders from the head brother."

Gu Yuantao, who had always had a bad attitude towards Fang Han, unexpectedly showed a smile on his face this time, and stepped forward to perform an ancient ritual to the two foundation builders, Mu and Tian.

Fang Han's eyes narrowed: "It seems that Gu Yuantao is also a snobbery. I thought no one would take a ruthless person like him seriously!"

"I really overestimate this person named Gu."

Mu Chen and the two seemed to be very anxious to leave Heishuifang City, and quickly completed the handover with Gu Yuantao.

"Two junior brothers, Heishuifang City will be handed over to you. Remember not to live up to the expectations of the senior brother. Farewell!"

It was Tian Zhu who spoke. At this time, he was standing on a spiritual boat dozens of feet long, looking at Fang and Han with a meaningful smile on his face.

Looking at the departing spirit boat, Fang Han always felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

"Senior Brother Fang, from now on, the two of us will take over Heishuifang City."

Gu Yuantao's voice pulled Fang Han out of his thoughts, and when he saw Fang Han's doubtful expression, he continued: "There must be one person in charge between the two of us.

The Yin Mo Sect always speaks with its strength. From what I see, junior brother, the two of us should have a battle of wits to see who is the best. What do you think of the winner becoming the number one steward of Heishuifang City? "

Gu Yuantao looked at Fang Han with a provocative look in his eyes.

Fang Han looked around and saw the Yin Mo Sect disciples rushing around, and immediately fixed his gaze on Gu Yuantao: "Junior Brother Gu has a habit of distinguishing between superior and inferior, as well as life and death."

At this time, more and more Yin Mo Sect disciples gathered here, with expectations in their eyes.

Gu Yuantao gritted his teeth when he saw this: "Okay, since Senior Brother Fang has such a hobby, Junior Brother should accompany him to the end."

Among the Heishuifang City patrol disciples who were watching, a young man with triangular eyes rolled his eyes, separated from the crowd of onlookers, and walked respectfully towards Fang Han and Gu Yuantao.

"Two uncles and disciples, Mo Yishui." Seeing that Fang and Han's eyes were attracted to him, Mo Yishui chuckled and continued:

"Uncle Master, if you want to fight, you can enter the garrison's martial arts arena, where there is a specially built platform for competitions.

Competing on the high platform of the martial arts arena can prevent the aftermath of the fighting from damaging the buildings in Heishuifang City. "

Fang and Han naturally followed Mo Yishui's suggestion, otherwise they would really have to fight in Heishuifang City.

If Heishuifang City is destroyed, even if the sect's senior officials don't crush Fang and Han to death, they will definitely not be able to escape and go to the Law Enforcement Hall.

The Yin Mo Sect was stationed in the martial arts arena of the Embassy. At this time, [-]% of the Yin Mo Sect disciples in Heishuifang City had gathered. They were looking at the high platform shrouded in a transparent light curtain with great interest.

"Do you know the names of the two foundation-building masters on the stage?"

"Hurry up and start fighting, hahaha!"

The Yin Mo Sect disciples in the audience were making noises. Some disciples with abnormal psychology wished that both Fang and Han would die in the fight.

On the stage, Fang Han and Gu Yuantao were not affected by these crazy disciples.

A flash of inspiration flashed in front of Fang Han, and a low-grade spiritual weapon, the Qingye Sword, appeared instantly.

"Hahaha! Senior Brother Fang, you took out a broken sword to fight with Junior Brother. Are you looking down on Junior Brother?" Gu Yuantao realized that the Qingye Sword was only a low-grade spiritual weapon and couldn't help but sneered.

Fang Han turned a deaf ear to Gu Yuantao's sneers. After all, there was no need to argue with a dead man.

"Junior Brother Gu, if you don't reveal your spiritual weapon, I will take action, Senior Brother!"

The spiritual power in Fang Han's body poured into the Qingye Sword, and the three-inch Qingye Sword suddenly expanded to three feet in length, with sharp cyan light emitting from the sword.

It was held in Fang Han's hand with great power, and it was like a peerless sword, making a series of sword sounds.

Gu Yuantao seemed to be angered by Fang Han's words, and he shook the storage bag on his waist.

In an instant, a dark black medium-grade spiritual weapon long knife that revealed a peerless fierce light was lifted into the palm of Gu Yuantao's hand.

"Go to hell!" Gu Yuantao shouted violently, and he brought up thousands of blood-colored chains and slashed at Fang Han's front door.

The transparent light curtain covering the high platform began to shake under Gu Yuantao's blow, as if it would be unable to bear the rupture at the next moment.

Fang Han's feet were filled with blood, and he took a vigorous step to meet the sword and chains coming.

"Could it be that this uncle knew he was outmatched and wanted to break the jar?"

When all the disciples in the audience saw Fang Han acting like this, they all thought he was crazy.

Gu Yuantao also had a victorious smile on his face. He thought that Fang Han would be torn into pieces by the sword-light chain in the next moment.

"Now." Fang Han's eyes were cold and stern, and he punched the long black knife that was a foot away from him.

Dangdang Dangdang!

"What." The smile on Gu Yuantao's face froze, followed by his pupils shrinking suddenly.

I saw that the moment Fang Han's fist came into contact with the blade, the scene where Fang Han was split in half did not happen.

The blade was like striking a thousand-year-old cold iron, sparks flashing out.

Fang Han slowly retracted his fist, which was split with a white mark by the blade: "Junior Brother Gu, go on your way with peace of mind!"

Before Gu Yuantao could react, Fang Han's right hand was covered with a layer of purple thunder and struck Gu Yuantao's heart like lightning.