Chapter 394 Who Am I!

Seeing the entourage surrounding him, Fang Xing was startled. He quickly changed his face and said with a smile: "I'm just kidding, please calm down, girl. In fact, I'm from the outside world. I just entered Guixu and I'm not familiar with the place." Yes, how could it be another person? I was really hungry and couldn’t stand it anymore, so I bumped into you. You can reward me with two pieces of meat first, and then I’ll explain it to you in detail when I’m full. Is that okay?”

"Are you from outside the market?"

When the woman heard this, she was startled and did not mention the matter of destroying him again.

Fang Xing nodded hurriedly and said, "It's absolutely true!"

At this time, I heard that Fang Xing came from outside the ruins. The yellow-shirted monk also came over. He looked at Fang Xing curiously and whispered to the female young master: "Sir, the patriarch has an order that everyone outside the ruins must do their best." To win over, work for my Hattian Clan..." The female young master glanced at him impatiently, and sneered: "He is not even a golden elixir, and he is not a powerful person, why should he be so careful? What's more, he said that he Are they from outside the Xu, or are they from outside the Xu? But don’t ask clearly?”

Having said this, he turned around and asked Fang Xing coldly: "Since you came from outside the ruins, when and where did you enter?"

"I've been here for about... half a year? A year? Anyway, the place I came in is not far from here!"

Fang Xing answered hesitantly, with caution in his words. He didn't know what the attitude of the people in Guixu was towards outsiders.

As for the time he came in, he honestly didn't know it. In fact, he almost forgot the time during that retreat.

But in the eyes of the woman and the monk in yellow shirt, there was some suspicion of Fang Xing. The monk in yellow shirt took a step forward, looked at Fang Xing and said: "If you really come from outside the ruins, how can you connect with me?" Have you forgotten the time you entered Guixu? And this mountain range is all under the jurisdiction of the Hentian clan. If you really came from outside the ruins this year, why didn't the elders sense it and didn't send anyone to look for it? Brother, a certain family wants to It is not easy for you to have such cultivation at such a young age. I don’t want to cut off your escape. This is the young master under the knee of the leader of our Hentian clan. It will be fine if you honestly explain your origins. If you are not honest, , then no one can save you!"

Fang Xing was speechless and said, "But I really can't remember clearly. Could it be that my time in seclusion has exceeded one year?"

The woman sneered and said: "Now that you're pretending to be crazy and stupid, and taking the eighteen-breaking nails, let's see how long I can last!"

After listening to her order, someone took out the package and unfolded it on the spot. Inside, there were eighteen copper nails about three feet long, engraved with complex patterns, with the first end as thick as a baby's fist and the tail. The end was as thin as a bee's tail, shimmering with cold light, and there were blood grooves carved on the body of the nail, which was extremely terrifying. There were even some dried blood stains on it, which was chilling to look at.

When Fang Xing saw this, he immediately became alert, and his spiritual power started to circulate immediately. At the same time, he laughed dryly and said: "Hey, don't be like this, I am telling the truth. The main reason is that I went into seclusion to heal my injuries as soon as I came in, so I can't remember. Clear the time!"

The female young master sneered and said: "So I will help you to remember it. Maybe you will remember it after wearing these eighteen copper nails. It is also your luck. These eighteen copper nails can be used." To deal with level four ferocious beasts..."

Fang Xing glanced at it, his expression was quite ugly, and he forced a smile and said: "For such a thick thing, let alone eighteen sticks, one stick would probably kill me. Miss, let's sit down and take our time." Let’s talk…”

Seeing that he was timid, the people around him begged for mercy without any courage, and they all found it a bit funny.

An entourage was on the side to join in the fun and said with a smile: "It's gone, it's gone. Who taught you to rush into our young master?"

"Hmph, you are the only one who is running wild on the Hentian clan's territory. Let me teach you a lesson, lest you don't know the bounds of the world!"

This group of followers, except for the three golden elixirs, the rest of them are not powerful enough to be feared. They are just followers. They are the best at flattering horses. It was natural to see it at this time. The young master, who has always been strong, was frightened by this guy. , I felt quite unhappy, so I picked up the words she liked to hear one by one. While talking and laughing, I didn't take Fang Xing's life seriously at all.

Fang Xing's face darkened, he looked at everyone warily, and secretly activated his spiritual power. Even he didn't expect that he had been through so many storms, and today he fell into a life crisis for a piece of barbecue. He felt helpless, and he He even kept his smile, his grandson pretended, and he said soft words, but the poisonous girl didn't believe him and insisted on nailing eighteen holes in him.

He glanced at her expression secretly, with a look of gloating on her face. I'm afraid that the torture of herself was a lie, and that she really wanted to suffer some punishment. He didn't know what kind of conflict she had with him. It was obviously the first time they met. I hate myself for being like this.

The yellow-shirted monk had no intention of stopping him, but he could see that the young master was angry, and if he wanted to vent it, let him vent it. For him, all he had to do was stop the guy in the cage before he died and keep him alive. One life is all that is needed. The young master is right in saying that although people who return to the ruins value people outside the ruins, they are only limited to those with strength.

Although the person in front of me is a bit weird, after all, he is not even a golden elixir, so naturally he is not highly valued by others.

"Tell me, tell me which clan you belong to, and what kind of worries do you have in attacking our young master!"

A white-faced and beardless Foundation Establishment Realm monk walked toward the cage with a copper nail in his hand and shouted in a sinister voice.

"Hey, brother, don't make trouble. I told you that I just came to Guixu. How could it be someone else's work?"

Fang Xing chuckled and looked around, looking for a way to escape.

It's a pity that this cage is made of dark iron and is surrounded by restrictions. It is not easy to break. Moreover, when the foundation-building nail came towards us, the three golden elixirs had already stood up quietly and surrounded them. The cage released its coercion and stared at Fang Xing, obviously keeping an eye on him and preventing him from breaking out in the cage and hurting others. This way, all Fang Xing's chances of survival were eliminated.

"******, do you really want to finish playing here?"

Fang Xing became anxious, and his spiritual power was running even crazier.

Now that things have happened, he is no longer using his spiritual power to resist. Even if he has reached the stage of perfect foundation building and is being stared at by three golden elixirs, it is difficult to fight for his way out. Instead, he wants to release it through his own breath. , so that the crazy dragon who ran away to catch a wild rabbit from nowhere came back quickly, but even he himself didn't know whether this method would work.

"Hey, kid, don't hide around. This copper nail is for dealing with ferocious beasts. If you're dealing with people, you have to identify the acupoints. Just be obedient. If you move around casually, Ye Tai will accidentally stab you. If you hit the vital point, your life will be gone..."

The white-faced Zhuji smiled sinisterly and came to the cage. With a cold look, he stabbed Fang Xing's back through the railing with a copper nail.

Fang Xing watched coldly, and suddenly he flipped his palm in the small space, and a gravitational force came out of thin air, pulling the white-faced foundation towards the cage, but he wanted to strangle him to death, but the yellow-shirted monk next to him saw this , snorted coldly, pressed his palms, and a huge force of golden elixir came secretly, but cut off Fang Xing's gravitational pull. The foundation builder stood firm, took a few breaths, and was obviously a little frightened. Gritting his teeth, a cruel look appeared on his face, and with a "chi" sound, he pierced the copper nail into Fang Xing's left rib.

Fang Xing has now completed his foundation building, and his body has been beaten by the true fire of Samadhi as if it were a copper-skinned iron bone. Not to mention worldly swords, even the flying sword magic weapon is difficult to damage, but this copper nail is specially made to deal with strong bodies. The beast's body contained cold power, and its broken copper-skinned scales were like prickly tofu. Fang Xing's copper-skinned and iron bones were unable to defend themselves, and he actually stabbed him more than half a foot deep.

"Even the armor-piercing nails can only penetrate half a foot. This little monster's physique is not far behind that of the ferocious beast..."

The white-faced Zhuji sighed and said, even with the three golden elixirs, his pupils shrank.

However, they have discovered that although the three of them have become golden elixirs, they seem not to be as good as this foundation-building boy in terms of physical fitness.

But Fang Xing just grunted when the copper nails were driven into his body. Now, instead of begging for mercy, he glanced at the young lady with a sinister look, then closed his eyes slightly and used all his spiritual power. , release the breath.

The young master noticed Fang Xing's gaze, and felt an inexplicable tremor in his heart. He was trembling a little. Subconsciously, he wanted others to stop the torture, but then he thought about it. He had given the order to torture. Wouldn't it be shameful to stop at this time? No light? Then he snorted coldly and said slowly: "Isn't it uncomfortable to feel the Eighteen-Breaking Nail? If you want to suffer less, then invite it truthfully. Who are you!"

Fang Xing glanced at her lightly and said, "You will know who I am!"

When the young master saw this, he became even more angry and shouted: "Why are you so slow? Nail him more!"

Seeing this, Bai Mian Ji Zhu hurriedly came forward with two more copper nails and inserted them into Fang Xing's right ribs and back respectively.

"Chi" and "chi" twice, Fang Xing's face did not change. Instead, he closed his eyes slightly and his spiritual power was running wildly.

It's okay if he doesn't use his spiritual power. When he does, the blood in his body immediately spurts out along the grooves of the broken nails, sprinkling blood all over the cage. When the bystanders saw him like this, they were a little confused. Why did he do this? It seemed as if he was deliberately seeking death. Some people even laughed and said, "This guy seems to want to suffer less and is actively seeking death..."

Someone else laughed and said: "Young master hasn't spoken yet, but he can't die even if he wants to. Lao Jiu, be careful where you start..."

The white-faced Ji Zhu chuckled and said: "He is being honest now. Don't worry, the Eighteen-breaking nail will break the body and nail the soul. As long as the nail falls in the right place, he will not die even if his blood dries up." Don’t you still believe in my Lao Jiu’s craftsmanship?”

The people in the circle burst out laughing when they heard this, and even the young lady had a faint smile on her face.

But amidst everyone's laughter, a dragon's roar suddenly sounded in the distance...