Heavenly Master, I have a different world.

Chapter 119 Attack and Kill
"Who?"

Huzi was frightened and struggled desperately:
"Hero, please forgive me. I'm just... a refugee. I have no money left. I don't know how I offended you?"

"Heh..." In the dark corner, Fangzheng sighed softly after hearing the words:

"you do not know me?"

"No... I don't know you." Hu Zi looked blank:
"Hero, have we met?"

"I don't know, what are you doing so many times at the back door of my house?" Fangzheng shook his head, reached out and gently touched the other person's chest:
"I don't know, why is your heart beating so fast?"

He moved slowly, but in the other party's feelings, that light click was like a heavy hammer falling, making people breathless.

It seems that a little force can crush the heart.

"No." Panting heavily, Hu Zi hurriedly said:

"This is a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding?" Fangzheng shook his head, touched the opponent's arm lightly with his hand, and the three-blood warrior's tremendous strength exploded.

"Crack!"

"Crack..."

Bone cracking sounded.

"what!"

Huzi raised his head to the sky and screamed in all directions, the veins in his neck were bulging, and the severe pain of the broken bone made his body twitch and sweat profusely.

"Go ahead."

Fangzheng's expression remained unchanged, and he said slowly:

"Who are you? Why are you monitoring Fangfu?"

"This time I just let you break your arm. If you are not honest... Fang has a lot of tricks to greet you slowly."

"I said, I said!" Hu Zi gritted his teeth with cold sweat on his forehead and said:

"I am a follower of the White Lotus Sect. I was ordered to investigate the situation in this street. What I said is true, hero... Master Fang, please forgive me!"

"White Lotus Cult followers?" Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes:
"Aren't you going to let this street go?"

"Of course." Hu Zi nodded:
"Xiang is the main human sacrifice. Not only do you have to kill enough people, but you also have to be strong enough. The guards on this street just meet the requirements."

"Human sacrifice?" Fangzheng asked:
"What do you mean?"

"I don't know, I really don't know." Huzi said anxiously:

"I've heard it too."

"This way..." Fangzheng understood, and suddenly said:
"Memorize the first three paragraphs of "The Classic of the Birth of Great and Great Ming Kings."

"what?"

Huzi was taken aback.

"No?" Fangzheng shrugged:

"It seems that you are not a follower of the White Lotus Sect."

"..." Huzi's expression changed, and he roared suddenly:

"Go to hell!"

He bent his knees and pushed up, his clothes were ripped at the knees, revealing a cold glow, it was actually a hidden sharp weapon, and it exploded at such a short distance.

Even warriors can be tricked if they are not careful.

"Ding……"

The clothes cut by the sharp blade were placed on top of a soft armor, and Fangzheng remained motionless, which also made Huzi's expression stiff, with panic and despair in his eyes.

"Forgive me!"

"Crack..."

Fangzheng reached out and crushed his throat.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, he pondered:
"It's just a stalker, there's no need to use the altar to waste 'Teritaserum', but..., who sent you here?"

…………

It is normal for Gu'an County to die alone.

every day,

Everyone dies.

After an unknown amount of time, the corpse on the ground was already cold, and no one cared about it until a figure appeared beside the corpse.

He looked down at Er Gou, sighed softly, reached out to help Huzi lower his angry eyes, then looked left and right, and left quietly.

Soon.

He came to a courtyard with four entrances, knocked on the door and entered.

Before last night, this place was still 'Zhang's Mansion'. After one night, Zhang's Mansion had changed owners and was occupied by people from the beggar gang.

The surviving woman from the original Zhang's mansion was also 'saved' by members of the beggar gang.

The courtyard is brightly lit, the aroma of wine and meat is wafting, the laughter is endless, and there are women's screams and men's roars from time to time.

Gao Ma bowed his body and went straight to the main room in the backyard.

"Hall Master Jiao."

"Mrs. Qi."

He bowed to the two people in the hall and replied:
"Tiger is dead."

"Oh!" Hall Master Jiao held the chicken leg in one hand and the hip flask in the other, his face didn't change when he heard that, he took a bite of the chicken and said:

"How did you die?"

"Broken Throat." Gao Ma bowed his head:
"It's not yet known who did it."

"Hall Master."

"What if someone surnamed Fang finds out that we are spying on him?"

"So what if you find out?" Hall Master Jiao laughed.

"The monk can't run away from the temple if he can run away. The Fang Mansion is there. Where can he go?"

"What the hall master said is true." Mrs. Qi, who was only wrapped in a tulle, smiled coquettishly, with blurred ripples rippling from her plump body:
"I heard that the Fang family is extremely rich?"

"Hmm." Hall Master Jiao narrowed his eyes:

"Fang is running two porcelain shops in the city. It looks inconspicuous, but in fact he is making a lot of money every day. He is a low-key rich man."

"Today, the people brought by Mr. Huo also said that there is a house in Fangfu, which is dedicated to storing all kinds of jade and antiques. There are piles of valuable things in it."

"in addition……"

"He still hides his beauty in the golden house, raising two charming women."

"Oh!" Madam Qi raised her eyebrows:

"How beautiful?"

Women are always interested in how other people look, especially an already attractive woman.

"I do not know either."

Hall Master Jiao shook his head:
"But it should be very beautiful. Er Gou, whose eye was cut, even said that he would take a look at the beauty, and it would not hurt him if he couldn't see her in the future."

"Hey……"

"He should tell that beauty face to face."

"Really?" Mrs. Qi frowned, with a worried look on her face:
"I'd like to see how beautiful that beauty can be?"

"Hall Master."

"When shall we do it?"

She couldn't wait any longer.

"These two days." Hall Master Jiao said:
"It's time for the White Lotus Sect to attack with all its strength. At that time, the whole city will definitely be in chaos. At that time, no one will care about it. No one will care if a Fangfu is destroyed."

"Yes."

Mrs. Qi smiled coquettishly:
"The two beauties will be handed over to the concubine first, and when the training is completed, the hall master will be satisfied."

"Haha..." Jiao Gu looked up to the sky and laughed:
"it is good!"

"When a friend from the general forum is coming, we will see Madam Qi's methods at that time."

"Don't worry." Mrs. Qi's eyes were full of affection, and she smiled coquettishly:
"I will definitely not disappoint you, Hall Master."

…………

"Zhang Mansion?"

"Gang gang?"

Fang Zheng stood in the dark night, watching Gao Ma walk into Zhang's mansion with a thoughtful face.

I thought it was a small group eyeing the Fangfang Mansion, and it was resolved so smoothly, but I never thought that it would involve the Beggar Gang, which would be a bit troublesome.

There are many beggars.

And because of the chaos in the city, many masters have been recruited recently. There are dozens of beggar gang disciples in Zhang's mansion, no matter how strong he is, he dare not break in by force.

"I shouldn't offend Jiao Gu, right?"

Fangzheng rubbed his chin and muttered.

Could it be that because of Huo Laosan's trivial matter today, the members of the Beggar Gang planned to deal with him, isn't this too narrow-minded?
Shaking his head, he turned and walked towards Fangfu.

Others are narrow-minded, but he has always been generous.

"clatter……"

Take a step.

Fang Zheng turned around slowly, looked at the brightly lit Fang Mansion, his eyes flickered, and then he sighed helplessly.

"Hey!"

"Why is this?"

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"drink!"

"Brothers, do it!"

In the room, several beggar gang disciples toasted and drank, and each of them had one or two women beside them, and some women even had tears in their eyes.

"Snapped!"

A slap slapped the woman's face, and the huge force made half of the woman's cheek puff up instantly.

"cry!"

"Why are you crying?"

"If it wasn't for Lao Tzu, your mother would have died a long time ago. You still dare to cry just for fun. I really think Lao Tzu has no temper."

"Brother Sun calm down."

"Yes, yes, a woman is not worth it."

"I'm going to the toilet." Huo Laosan got up:

"Come back and continue."

"Haha..." Someone laughed loudly:
"Huo Laosan, your feces and urine today are much more than usual. Could it be that you were frightened in Fangfu and couldn't control it?"

"Ha ha……"

The crowd burst into laughter.

Huo Laosan snorted coldly, turned and went out.

Siheyuan buildings have a certain standard, and the hut will be fixed in a corner of the courtyard, but it doesn't matter to beggars.

Where is convenience not convenience?

Finding a deserted place, Huo Lao San unbuttoned his belt, and was about to relax comfortably when a cold light suddenly appeared in front of his neck.

"do not move."

Fangzheng, who was wearing a mask with only two eyes exposed, said in a muffled voice:
"If you move, it will cut your throat."

"Friend, don't be impulsive." Huo Laosan's complexion turned pale, and the desire to urinate was suppressed, and he stammered:
"This is our territory, Hall Master Jiao is inside..."

"Ok!"

Before he finished speaking, he felt a pain in his neck, and a cold thing was injected into his body.

what?
Thoughts flashed through his mind, and then his consciousness became blurred, his eyes were dull, his crotch became incontinent on the spot, and his trouser legs were wet.

'Veritaserum! '

A piece of talisman paper appeared in Fangzheng's hand, and he cut off some of Huo Laosan's hair and wrapped it around it, chanting in a low voice:

"Four seasons and eight seasons, born due to prosperity; spirits are not nourished internally, and evil spirits are produced externally. Drowsy, sleepy and sleepy are unclear. Urgent as a law!"

Ecstasy!
Huo Laosan paused and straightened his back, but his eyes were still blank.

"I ask you."

Founder said:
"Are you guys monitoring Fangfu?"

"Yes!"

"why?"

"Fang Mansion is rich and beautiful, and there are few nursing homes, so it is easy to get."

"Successful?" Fangzheng narrowed his eyes:
"Are you planning to attack Fang Mansion?"

Wasn't it a temporary idea?

"Yes." Huo Laosan nodded:

"The mountains are covered by heavy snow, and it is difficult for the imperial army to come. This month, Gu'an County will definitely be in chaos. Of course, we will take the opportunity to make a fortune."

"This kind of opportunity is rare."

"Oh!" Fangzheng understood:
"It seems that you are not only planning to attack the other party's house."

"Yes." Huo Laosan nodded:

"There are also Mi Mansion and He Mansion..."

"Aren't you afraid of being held accountable?"

"As long as it's done well, no one will care, and the city is chaotic, so we can put the matter on the head of the White Lotus Sect demon."

"clever."

Fangzheng nodded:

"Where is Jiaogu?"

"The main room in the backyard."

"Thank you." Fangzheng said:

"you can go now."

"Ok?"

Huo Laosan was taken aback, a cold light flashed in his sight, his body's survival instinct prompted him to turn his head and dodge, but how could he avoid it?
"puff!"

The blade sliced ​​across the throat, blood spurted out, and the corpse trembled before slowly falling to the ground.

…………

Pulling off the mask, Fangzheng tapped his feet lightly, like a bat leaping into the backyard against the wall, landing lightly.

His ears trembled slightly.

Many chaotic sounds poured into the eardrums.

In the corner, one person breathes steadily.

Dark whistle?

The beggar gang in another world really cannot be speculated with the knowledge of modern people. This kind of organization with clear hierarchy and strict structure is not a rabble.

It is a force that may threaten the power of the court.

There are patrols, secret sentries, elites, and top martial arts inheritances, who live by sucking the blood of local rich merchants.

Even if the dynasties change, they can still stand tall.

"call……"

Light body exercises - crossing the river with one reed!
The crackling sound was barely audible.

The secret whistle was quite alert, his ears trembled in search of the sound and he turned his head, but Fang Zheng, who was forced to come closer, covered his mouth and nose, and wiped his throat with a knife.

"Ugh..."

Anshao struggled desperately, but it was futile, his body gradually became limp and fell to the ground.

Fangzheng retracted the knife, looked at the blood-stained blade, his wrist trembled slightly.

"Buzz!"

The blade trembled rapidly, and the blood on it was immediately blown out, and the matte blade was even more inconspicuous in the night.

After disposing of a few secret whistles, the distance to the main room is getting closer and closer.

"crunch..."

One of them pushed the door open and walked out, belching drunkenly, and was about to untie his belt to relax, when he happened to see the corpse in the grass.

Ok?
He narrowed his eyes, then opened them angrily:

"There are assassins!"

The beggar subconsciously roared up to the sky, and before the voice fell, he felt the world spinning, and a headless corpse appeared in sight.

The dress of the headless corpse was very familiar.

who is it?

It turned out to be me!

As soon as the thought turned, the consciousness fell into endless darkness.

"Peng!"

The head fell to the ground, which also alarmed everyone in the backyard.

"boom……"

The window sash of the side room was shattered, and several figures jumped out of it. Some were holding swords, some were holding bare hands, and some were holding sticks.

The gang of beggars is the best in the world.

"Who?"

"How dare you!"

"The secret sentry was killed, please notify the hall master."

These people are also people who have experienced many battles. Although the drunkenness rises, it does not affect the consciousness, and they can understand the situation with a glance.

They all drank loudly.

"on!"

The two rushed forward first.

One of them was holding a ring-headed knife with a huge blade, and the light of the knife flashed and he slashed down on his head. It was so powerful that it might split a tiger.

The other person held a stick, and with a flick of his wrist, the stick came out of the hole like a spirit snake, and then stabbed the 'masked man' at the throat.

It even made a '呲呲' sound.

It is said.

A senior member of the beggar gang made a living by catching snakes. He used sticks to scare snakes and then looked for opportunities to enter. He gradually realized a stick technique from it.

So it was passed on to the gang.

This move is the ultimate move.

Seeing that he had been exposed, Fangzheng simply stopped hiding. Facing the incoming attack, he did not retreat but advanced, shrinking his neck, catwalking, folding his waist, and arching his spine. The whole person was like a big peacock, his arms shook like a peacock The screen flashed past under the attack of the knife and stick.

The long knife in his hand was thrown horizontally in the air.

"puff!"

The blade sliced ​​across the throat, and the two fell to the ground, dying on the spot.

"Old Wu!"

"Haozi!"

The expressions of the rest of the people changed greatly, even the movement of rushing up was slightly stagnant, and the eyes showed even more horror.

The two people who fell to the ground were not ordinary gang members, especially Haozi, who was already a second-blood martial artist who had successfully forged his bones last year, so he was vulnerable to a single blow.

It's not that they are weak.

But...

The person is too strong!

They were hesitant, but Fangzheng would not stop there. Before the people in the front yard could react, he went on a rampage with knives.

Since realizing the state of God in Wuquan, his understanding of Yizi Mingxin Zhan has become more and more profound.

In the past, when performing the One-Character Clear Heart Slash, it was just drawing a ladle from a gourd. Although it was very powerful, it didn't understand the subtlety of the saber technique at all.

Only when there is a state of spirit in the boxing, can it be regarded as a real introduction to swordsmanship.

Right now, holding the knife in his hand is like an extension of his body. The blade trembles slightly, tearing and scratching the flesh of all the beggar gang disciples with ease.

Except for the second-blood martial artist, the others couldn't last two rounds in front of him.

"Peng!"

Seeing is about to rush to the main room.

The door of the room shattered suddenly, and a woman wrapped in tulle screamed and was thrown out of it, smashing towards Fangzheng.

Fangzheng turned sideways to avoid it, but when he was about to charge forward, he suddenly leaned back and retreated close to the ground.

It was the woman who flicked her wrist when the two passed by, and stabbed straight with a soft whip that she had hidden somewhere.

"Very courageous."

The woman's voice is sharp:

"How dare you trespass on the beggar gang's residence."

"court death!"

"Hmph!" Fangzheng snorted coldly, the killing intent in his heart soared, his figure folded in the air, and the light of the long knife in his palm fell on the field like a full moon.

"Crack..."

The soft whip is split in two.

Seeing that the woman was about to be killed by the knife, a strong force of the palm pierced obliquely.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Jiao Gu shouted:

"who are you?"

"The one who wants to kill you!" Fangzheng shouted, and rushed forward with a knife.

"It's up to you?" Jiao Gu's tiger's eyes widened, his palm suddenly flicked, his five fingers were slightly clasped inward when he struck out, and a tiger's roar came out in an instant.

"Roar!"

Tianhu Palm——Tiger Roars the World!
The howling sound shakes the mind, the palm technique is mysterious, and the strength is fierce. This kind of inheritance is obviously extraordinary.

Faced with the palm wind, Fangzheng's breath was stagnant, subconsciously filled with fear, but he came back to his senses in an instant, showing disdain on his face.

God in the fist?

It's just a show!

The true meaning of the tiger roaring in the world is hidden in the palm of Tianhu.

The person who created this palm technique is undoubtedly very good. The future generations only need to practice the palm technique to a great extent, and they will naturally understand the will of martial arts in it.

This is much better than other people groping around.

In fact.

The true superior inheritance contains the true meaning of martial arts. Otherwise, how could there be so many talented people in the world who can understand it by themselves?

But it is true that Tianhu Palm is powerful.

but,
Jiao Gu has not cultivated to perfection!

And Fangzheng,
But by himself, he realized that there is a divine way in boxing, and stepped into the third realm of martial arts.

One is true, one is false, and the judgment is judged.

This means that the knife is moved like a wheel, the light of the knife is flickering, and the five elements of the knife are alternated back and forth, making Jiao Gu dangerous all around in the blink of an eye.

"Wow!"

A dark wind rose from the field, and five ghosts appeared out of thin air.

Mrs. Qi backed up, with black smoke coming out of her five fingers, connected with the ghosts in the void, she couldn't help grinning grimly when she saw Fang Zheng.

"My friend is very good at swordsmanship, why don't you try my five ghost exorcising skills!"

Warlock!

This woman actually practiced both spells and skills.

"go with!"

Mrs. Qi pushed forward with one hand, and the five ghosts in the field suddenly jumped down, screaming continuously, and the sound of howling ghosts and gods was the first to impact the sea of ​​consciousness.

Ordinary people are here,

Just this ghostly sound piercing through my head, I'm afraid it won't be able to support it.

"Zheng!"

The sound of the knife trembled slightly, melodious and vast, and instantly emptied everything.

Fang's face was dignified, and while resisting Jiao Gu's palm strength, he slashed violently with his saber.

Martial arts are triple level, essence and meaning are in harmony, there is spirit in the fist!

Blessed with the will of martial arts, the qi and blood are like an oven, which can destroy evil spirits and ghosts, lock the essence and store, and melt the spirit of the spirit, which is the birth of innate qi.

The records in "Shiwu Xiaoji" came to mind.

in the past,

It was difficult for Fangzheng to understand how flesh and blood could resist illusory ghosts and ghosts, but now he naturally understood the truth.

The long knife slashed, and the ghost escaped.

ghost,

Unbelievable!
"Martial arts will!" Mrs. Qi's complexion changed drastically, and she screamed:
"not good!"

Possessing the will of martial arts, even if such people have not cultivated true qi, they are still the nemesis of warlocks, and they can break all kinds of spells with their fists and feet.

Seeing that the ghost she cultivated so hard was about to be completely killed, Mrs. Qi's beautiful eyes trembled, and she suddenly yelled:
"Fight!"

"Blast me!"

"Wow!"

The ghost screamed wildly in the air, and a cloud of black smoke exploded.

"call……"

Jiao Gu also took the opportunity to attack with a wave of his palm.

He has a dignified face, and the 12 postures of Tianhu Palm are connected in a line, as if a tiger really appeared in the void, rushing towards the person coming.

This time,

The two have gone all out.

"Zheng..."

In the arena, the sword light suddenly rose, and a decisive sword intent to destroy everything swept across the audience, which also changed Madam Qi's and Jiao Gu's expressions.

…………

forecourt.

The door opened, and a group of people walked in.

The first person is dressed in fancy clothes and has a three-inch beard. He should be 60 or 30 years old, but his skin care can make people in his [-]s and [-]s envious.

He stepped forward and asked:
"Where is Jiaogu?"

"Go back to the altar master, the hall master is in the backyard." A beggar bowed back, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

"Heh..." The visitor put his hands behind his back, with a sneer on his face as expected:
"Jiao Gu is really a big face, knowing that the old man is coming, he will not come out to greet him."

"Ok?"

At this moment, the melodious sound of knives coming from the backyard made his complexion change slightly:

"wrong!"

"There are enemies!"

Before the words fell, his figure had disappeared in place.

(End of this chapter)