Gou became a martial saint in another world

Chapter 5 Return to Reality
The night was dark.

Three figures sneakily approached Yang Fang from the far corner of the wall.

It is now in the middle of the night.

The three of Zhao Gang were very courageous, and last night the masters of the Sanhe gang had already killed an evil spirit, so the three of them took risks and moved towards Yang Fang's residence.

"Brother Gang, the lights are dark, you should be asleep already."

The whisper of a big man sounded.

"Take out the drug."

Zhao Gang whispered.

A big man next to him immediately took out a black tube from his arms and handed it to Zhao Gang.

Zhao Gang wet his fingers, gently tore open the window paper, inserted the tubular object into Yang Fang's room, and blew vigorously.

Yang Xin was startled, and quickly covered his mouth and nose.

Drugged?

This is Zhao Gang?

He could almost stop the voices outside the door clearly.

These three guys want to hurt themselves?
He gripped the long sword tightly, startled and angry.

After waiting quietly for a while, Zhao Gang's voice sounded again outside the door, "It should be fine, pry the door open!"

A big man pulled out his dagger, gently inserted it into the crack of the door, and began to fiddle with the door bolt, slowly turning the door bolt to one side.

"It's done!"

There was a flash in the big man's eyes, and he gently pushed open the door.

The three of them held their breath, slammed the strong smell of medicine in front of them, and rushed towards the bed with a dagger in their hands, as if they wanted to stab Yang Fang to death on the bed.

But right now!
Yang Fang, who had been hiding in the corner, suddenly moved.

The long sword in his hand seemed to have life suddenly, and the sword went with him as fast as lightning.

puff!puff!
Blood splattered, and the sharpened sword tip quickly passed through the bodies of the two big men, causing them to scream in agony, which stopped abruptly.

Zhao Gang, the only one left, suddenly changed his face, and quickly turned his head, he couldn't believe it.

"what."

As soon as he was about to speak, Yang Fang's sword quickly attacked wildly.

Gale Thirteen Swords!
Although it was just the most common sword technique on the main road, when he used it with all his strength, it was still like a violent storm.

Coupled with the fact that it was dark night, the stars were scattered, and only blurred light could be seen, Zhao Gang was terrified to the extreme at the moment, and he himself was half-baked in martial arts, so he could only wave a dagger indiscriminately to resist.

clang clang clang!

Sparks burst out, and he swung his dagger indiscriminately, blocking Yang Fang's sword moves more than a dozen times.

However, Yang Fang's long sword left seven or eight holes on his body, and he screamed miserably, begging for mercy in horror, "Who are you? I am the younger brother of Zhao Hu from the Sanhe Gang."

He still doesn't know that it is Yang Fang who is frantically throwing swords at him.

Without saying a word, Yang Fang frantically used the Thirteen Swords of Blast Wind.

The injury on Zhao Gang's body became more and more serious, and his reaction became slower and slower. With a clang, the dagger fell, and Yang Fang pierced his shoulder with a sword, pushing against his body, and slammed into the wall fiercely, screaming in pain. .

"Spare my life!"

Zhao Gang opened his mouth in horror.

"Why did you kill me? Why?"

Yang Fang's face was gloomy, and he held the long sword tightly in his palm.

"It's you!"

Zhao Gang stared wide-eyed, terrified, and said, "Yang Fang, spare me, you can't kill me."

Yang Fang hit the long sword hard again, and said coldly, "I'll ask you again, why did you kill me?"

"I am a ghost. Half a month ago, someone saw you fished a piece of black crystal from the place where the Mongolian chamber of commerce capsized. I want that piece of black crystal. Please forgive me. My brother is Zhao Tiger."

Zhao Gang said in fear.

"Your brother is Zhao Hu."

Yang Xin's head was gloomy, and he said, "Then it's even more impossible to keep you!"

puff!

He pulled out the long sword vigorously, and stabbed fiercely again, this time piercing directly from the center of Zhao Gang's chest, and stabbing out from the back, with a bang, Zhao Gang's eyes widened, and his hands struggled to grab Yang Fang, but it was gone in the end. any strength.

Yang Xin's head was pounding, his breathing was short of breath, and his whole body was almost exhausted.

Killed!

And it killed three people in a row.

He was very nervous, but he knew he couldn't leave the corpses here, so he quickly searched among the corpses of the three people, and found a total of [-] Wen, then he found some old clothes, wrapped them around the corpses, and started Processed one by one.

Once it is known that he killed Zhao Gang, his fate will definitely be terrible.

Yang Fang didn't dare to slack off, taking advantage of the dead of night, he carried the corpses to three different directions.

One was thrown into a small river ditch tens of meters to the east.

One was thrown into an alley a hundred meters behind.

Another was thrown into an alley to the north.

After doing all this, Yang Fang felt a strong sense of exhaustion.

He suddenly realized that the clothes on his body were also stained with blood, so he immediately took off the clothes, hurried back home, locked the door, took the brazier, and burned the clothes.

After burning the clothes, he suddenly saw the dripping blood on the ground, his expression changed immediately, he quickly fetched tools, and started to deal with it overnight.

More than an hour passed.

Yang Fangcai finally dealt with everything properly, his whole body was sore and limp.

"There shouldn't be any trace left."

He was uneasy.

Suddenly thinking of the black crystal stone that Zhao Gang mentioned earlier, he immediately searched in the room.

Not long after, Yang Fang found a black crystal about the size of an adult's fist from a frame under the bed, six-sided, quite mysterious, and swarthy.

"Is this black crystal?"

Yang Fang frowned.

But what's the use?
Can sell money?
While he was observing, suddenly his left arm tingled, as if it was burning.

He looked at it quickly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart beat suddenly.

0 day 0:9:58.

57 seconds.

56 seconds.

"Are you going to travel back? Is it really possible to travel back?"

He was very excited.

He didn't want to stay in this world for even a quarter of an hour.

In the real world, he was a law-abiding, good young man who sat in the office every day and would never be in any danger, but now that he traveled here, not only was he full of danger everywhere, he was actually forced to kill people.

In other words, no one can accept it.

Yang Fang immediately hid the black spar again, lay obediently on the bed, and began to wait for the time to pass.

Never at any moment has his heart been so excited.

The time is one minute and one second.

Suddenly, a strong sense of dizziness came again, making his eyelids feel heavy, and his body spun rapidly as if he was sinking into a bottomless abyss.

I don't know how long it took before this spinning feeling began to slowly disappear.

His eyes were bright again.

brush!
Yang Fang opened his eyes again, showing surprise, and got up from the bed suddenly.

It's still my own home!
To be exact, it was the home of the previous life.

Really time travel back.

Lamp tubes, beds, white shirts, kitchen knives and fruit knives pinned to the waist.

Everything is exactly the same as before.

He quickly took out his phone to check the time.

I saw that the current time was exactly [-]:[-] in the evening.

The date is still the same day, August NO.12.

The year has not changed.

"Only an hour has passed?"

Yang Xin was shocked, and felt like he couldn't believe it.

About three days passed in that world, but in reality only an hour passed.

He quickly looked at his wrist again.

The wrist is the same as before, the skin is intact, without any writing.

Everything before was like a dream.

But soon a wave of information came from his mind, making him realize that this was not a dream.

(End of this chapter)