Gou became a martial saint in another world

Chapter 111 The armor is complete, let's kill! (!)

inside the room.

Yang Fang sat quietly, wearing a black robe, holding a teacup, expressionless, and the atmosphere was oppressive.

Zhang Xiaobao stood quietly, feeling uneasy.

"Little Treasure, what happened today? Tell me in detail!"

"No, nothing."

Zhang Xiaobao's tone was fearful.

"Still hiding it?"

Yang Fang's face turned cold, "Tonight, Tan Guanshi's cronies came and asked me to chop off your head and send it to the Tianlong Gang!"

Zhang Xiaobao's face was terrified, and he knelt down on the ground, terrified, and kowtowed desperately.

"Master Yang, spare my life, Lord Yang, spare my life"

"Say!"

Yang Fang's tone was indifferent.

"When I was buying medicine for you this afternoon, I accidentally met Hu Tianle, the son of the Tianlong Gang."

Zhang Xiaobao's face was aggrieved, with tears in his eyes, he told all about what happened today.

Hu Tianle takes both men and women, and originally wanted to plot against Zhang Xiaobao, but during the intercourse, Zhang Xiaobao accidentally lost control, which ruined Hu Tianle's elegance, and was thrown out of the door by Hu Tianle.

After that, he fled back in a hurry and rushed back to the shop.

It's just that he never expected that the Tianlong Gang would hold their grudges so much, and after he came back, they would ask Yang Fang to cut off his head.

"Master Yang, please spare me, please, Master Yang."

Zhang Xiaobao was terrified and kept kowtowing.

Yang Fang lowered his eyes, expressionless.

Tianlong helps Hu Tianle.

He is the biological son of Hu Meng, one of the four hall masters.

Hu Meng is a mid-seventh rank!

"Got it, you go down, I know what to do."

Yang Fang said.

"Master Yang Yang!"

Zhang Xiaobao's voice trembled.

"Go."

Yang Fang's eyes were slightly cold.

"Yes!"

Zhang Xiaobao lowered his head and left the place aggrieved.

Another room.

Tan Guanshi sat quietly, wearing a floral robe, holding a wrought-iron pipe in his hand, smacking his mouth constantly, while a delicate woman behind him squeezed his shoulder hard.

Listening to the servant's report, Tan Guanshi swallowed his mouth, and said coldly, "So, he doesn't want to do it himself?"

"Yes, steward."

The cronies in front of him responded carefully.

"Humph!"

Tan Guanshi snorted coldly, his eyes turned cold.

Don't know how to lift!

"You go down."

"Yes!"

The confidant immediately bowed and retreated.

"Is Senior Brother Tan here?"

Not long after, Yang Fang's voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

"Master Tan has already rested, we will talk about things tomorrow."

In the room, the delicate woman responded.

"In that case, I'll come back tomorrow!"

Outside the door, Yang Fang responded, thoughtfully, turned and left.

Tan Guanshi continued to smash the cigarette holder, his eyes were cold, and he looked outside through the window paper.

After a while.

He knocked the smoke pot heavily on the table beside him, making a dull sound.

night.

No stars and no moon.

Front hall area.

Yang Fang is tall and powerful, he is still working hard on the iron, his hands are clanging, his voice is deafening, while thinking about Zhang Xiaobao, he is also planning for the future.

With the complete formation of the last iron boot, Yang Fang's tense expression gradually relaxed.

On the tongs in front of him, a huge iron boot was firmly clamped. It was red and covered with mysterious lines. At first glance, there was an unspeakable deterrent aura.

After being in the air for more than half an hour, Yang Fang finally inserted the iron boots into the sink.

Chi Chi Chi!
As before, the whole sink was bubbling and gurgling rapidly.

Large sheets of water vapor emerged, like a steamer.

A long time has passed.

Yang Fangcai took out the iron boots again, staring at the thing in front of him with joy on his face.

Become!

The last piece is also thoroughly finished.

So far, all the iron demon battle armor has been built!
"I don't know if this thing can improve my strength, but I'm sure I won't be afraid of fire if I wear it on my body."

Yang Fang said to himself.

Even if it is burned at a high temperature of several thousand degrees, it is estimated that it will not have any effect.

He couldn't wait to go back and try it.

Yang Fang put the iron tongs aside, wrapped up the boot and left.

Soon.

inside the room.

All the parts were taken out from the bottom of the bed by Yang Fang, they were abnormally heavy, a dense piece of black, covered with mysterious lines, eerie and strange.

Just looking at each part, you may not feel anything.

But when all the parts are put together, the whole feeling changes completely.

Yang Fang didn't delay any longer, and immediately put these parts on his body one by one.

soon.

An extremely ferocious, huge black armor wrapped Yang Fang's body tightly.

From head to toe, almost tightly wrapped.

Even the front door is covered.

From this point of view, it is somewhat similar to the heavy armor of the Middle Ages.

The moment Yang Fang put on the armor, he clearly felt an invisible powerful aura permeating the armor, as if he came alive suddenly.

The original complex patterns in the armor were suddenly connected together at this moment, forming a mysterious formation.

"I see."

Yang felt relieved and whispered.

No wonder this piece of armor claims to increase the strength of the user by three to five times.

Because the lines on each part are part of the formation.

When all the lines are connected together, the formation will be activated.

Yang Fang immediately manipulated the true energy and poured it into the armor. In an instant, he felt that the entire armor contained a huge fire dragon, and waves of violent and fierce power emerged to provide support for himself.

boom!
He punched casually, and the strong wind howled and hummed, full of a violent feeling.

Not only that!

At this moment, he could faintly feel a mad bloodthirsty gushing out from the armor, drilling towards his mind.

This is the obsession of Fire Dragon Blood.
Yang felt relieved.

The materials needed to cast this iron demon battle armor are extremely expensive.

Among them are the blood of the fire dragon, the heart of the fire demon, the crystal nucleus of the scale beast, etc.
These things already contain extremely strong evil spirits, and when they are mixed together under the operation of the formation, they gather into a wave of madness, which can affect people's minds invisibly.

Especially when wearing armor and fighting, this sense of madness may be even stronger.

"call!"

Yang Fang exhaled lightly and relaxed again.

He took off the armor bit by bit.

The entire armor weighs nearly three hundred catties.

It is not so easy to wear on the body.

He has basically used up that large piece of ghost iron, leaving only a small piece the size of an egg.

Yang Fang put the parts into the package separately, filled two large packages, and stuffed them carefully under the bed.

Iron Demon's armor is complete, so there is no need for him to stay in this shop.

Yang Fang sat down cross-legged and began to close his eyes to rest his mind.

Early the next day.

Yang Fang remained expressionless, and walked towards Steward Tan again.

"Deputy Manager Yang, Manager Tan is not here, let me give you something!"

On the way, the confidant from last night came again, holding a box in his hand, and said.

"what?"

Yang Fang frowned.

"Tan Guanshi said, Deputy Manager Yang saw it!"

The confidant responded.

He put the box on the stone table on one side and left here quickly.

Yang Fang's face was gloomy, with a bad feeling, he walked to the stone table and opened the box with his long sword.

boom!
A head marinated with lime suddenly came into view.

His face was pale and full of fear, and his eyes were still open.

Zhang Xiaobao!
Yang Fang grasped the long sword instantly, narrowing his eyes.

It seems that I still haven't kept him!
Killed at night?
Not only killed him, but also sent it to himself.

Yang Fang took a deep breath, kept as calm as possible, and said to himself, "I just wanted to leave quietly, why bother, why bother?"

The so-called slap in the face is nothing more than that.

He stretched out his palm to close Zhang Xiaobao's eyes, covered the box, and walked into the room with the box.

In the evening, in the Heyue Building.

The atmosphere is harmonious.

Laughter sounded.

Manager Tan was talking with three of the four main hall masters of the Tianlong Gang.

They are Yuan Xiaotian, Hu Meng, and Zhao Erniang. Apart from them, there are also several backbones of the Tianlong Gang, and a very valued son of Tan Guanshi.

"To be honest, the dog Tan Shang has long admired Brother Yuan's name, and has revealed to me more than once that he wants to worship Brother Yuan as his teacher. Now that Brother Yuan is here, how about accepting the dog?"

Tan Guanshi smiled, looked at Yuan Xiaotian among the three hall masters, and laughed.

Beside him, there stood a seventeen or eighteen teenagers, wearing a blue gown, with oily hair and pink face, with their hair tied up, looking at Yuan Xiaotian expectantly.

Yuan Xiaotian laughed heartily, and said, "Guan Shi Tan is so polite, what kind of relationship is there between you and me? As long as Guan Shi Tan doesn't dislike my inferior martial arts, how dare Yuan refuse?"

"Okay, in this case, the old man can rest assured."

Tan Guanshi said with a smile on his face, "Shang'er, why don't you serve tea with your teacher?"

The young man on one side immediately held up a teacup with both hands, and said respectfully, "Teacher Yuan to drink tea!"

"Ah."

Yuan Xiaotian smiled slightly, took the tea, dialed it with the tea lid, and said, "Tan Shang, from now on, we are all our own people, so you don't have to be so cautious in front of me!"

"Yes, Master Yuan!"

The boy responded.

Seeing this, Tan Guanshi became more and more satisfied.

The other two hall masters also showed slight smiles.

From then on, Tan Guanshi was completely tied to them.

"By the way, Manager Tan, I heard that your shop has a new deputy manager. How is it going? Nothing has happened, right?"

The delicate Zhao Erniang smiled coquettishly.

"What kind of moth can you make, you're just a wimp."

Tan Guanshi smiled and smashed the cigarette stick in his mouth.

Downstairs area.

A rather burly figure walked into the Heyue Building, dressed in black, with long hair loose, raised his head, looked towards the bustling restaurant, and said to himself, "What a lively restaurant, the first day's talk The steward is here to show me off."

"Guest officer, what would you like?"

A waiter in the shop showed a smile and greeted him enthusiastically.

"I'm looking for someone."

Yang Fang's tone was flat, he looked at the shop waiter, and said, "Where is Guanshi Tan?"

"Steward Tan?"

The shop waiter showed surprise, looked at Yang Fang, shook his head decisively, "I don't know, the guest officer may have found the wrong place.

"Looked for the wrong place?"

Yang Fang snorted coldly, ignored it, and walked straight to the second floor.

Even if the waiter doesn't tell me, he can still find it.

Tan Guanshi has long been left with an insect scent by him, which is colorless and odorless, and he can find it wherever he goes.

"Guest officer, the upstairs is the VIP area, you can't go there!"

The waiter looked surprised, and quickly stopped Yang Fang.

"Ok?"

Yang Fang raised his eyebrows, and glanced back at the shop waiter.

The waiter's face changed, and he stopped instantly, showing embarrassment, and dared not say more.

Yang Fang continued to walk upstairs.

The sound of talking and laughing can be heard in the corridor far away.

Soon, Yang Fang thoroughly confirmed the meeting place for Tan Guanshi, and walked straight there.

Squeak!

The tight door was slowly pushed open by him from the outside, making a harsh sound.

Under the light of the lights, the long and dark shadow of the door swayed for a while.

"Ok?"

In the room, everyone showed displeasure and turned their heads to look.

"Wang Fang, it's not that you don't let people go."

As soon as Guanshi Tan finished speaking, he suddenly sensed something was wrong, and said coldly, "Yang Dao!"

"Yes, it's me!"

With a calm tone, Yang Fang strode into the door, looked at all the people present, and asked, "I don't know if I disturbed Senior Brother Tan?"

The three hall masters of the Tianlong Gang and Tan Shang all frowned and looked at Yang Fang.

"Interesting, this is Deputy Deacon Yang sent by Xuanwu Sect, right?"

Zhao Erniang covered her mouth with a chuckle, and said, "It's really a boy born from a hero!"

She glanced at Guanshi Tan meaningfully, as if she meant something.

"Boy, where did you come from? Can you come here?"

Tan Shang yelled loudly.

"Shang'er mustn't be rude!"

Tan Guanshi's tone was cold, he looked at Yang Fang, and said, "Junior Brother Yang, what's the matter?"

There was a cold killing intent in his heart.

act recklessly!

How dare you break into your meeting place without your permission!

This Yang Dao is tired of living!
"Zhang Xiaobao is dead, I want to know if it was Brother Tan's handwriting?"

Yang Fang asked lightly.

"So what?"

Tan Guanshi said coldly.

"Why? Just because he broke Hu Tianle's elegance?"

Yang Fang asked, "By the way, is Hu Tianle's old man here?"

Hu Meng's face suddenly darkened.

"why?"

Tan Guanshi sneered, and said, "Can you ask this kind of question? Junior brother Yang, you are really disrespectful now, do you know that I can kill you with just your words now, but you want to I know why, so why not let me tell you? Weakness is the original sin, and the ants are not human. Zhang Xiaobao offended someone who shouldn’t be offended. His fate is already doomed. What does it have to do with him if I kill him? Die! You are the same, you are weak, and you will not survive tomorrow!"

Tan Guanshi's tone was extremely cold.

"understood."

Yang Fang nodded calmly and said, "So the strong can do whatever they want!"

"You can understand that!"

Tan Guanshi's voice was cold, and he had already sentenced Yang Fang to death.

boom!
As soon as the words fell, Yang Fang slapped out a palm like lightning, with great force.

Tan Shang squirted a mouthful of blood, his entire chest was instantly sunken, his internal organs exploded, and his body flew upside down, slapped against the wall, turning into a mass of flesh and blood.

"Your son is also weak, so your son must die!"

Yang Fang's tone was cold.

Chapter 3 is here, ask for a monthly pass!

(End of this chapter)