Heavenly Master, I have a different world.

Chapter 147
The moonlight is dim tonight, but the stars are extraordinarily bright.

The falling starlight also made Han Ye more soft, but he didn't know that there was a strong murderous intent hidden in this softness.

Fangzheng turned into a phantom and charged forward rapidly. While running, Shaolin Temple's step-by-step lotus growth and Wudang School's land galloping technique merged into one.

While flying,

You can vaguely see the movements of supporting willows with the wind and ladder clouds.

Many methods inherited in modern society have been integrated in him, and he has been blessed with true energy, which already shows a somewhat detached posture.

It's as magical as it is performed in film and television dramas, it can be high and low, no matter how extraordinary martial arts are.

Xinyiquan,
It has also been successfully completed.

"Shh!"

Passing by a few big trees, Fang Zheng's figure folded in the air, and he used the "thousand catty drop" technique, falling straight to the ground below.

When he was about to hit the ground, his posture suddenly changed, like a breeze blowing on his face, and he landed silently.

"Good posture!"

There was a sound of admiration, and Linghu An, who had a long sword hanging on his waist, came from behind the tree, tapped his palms lightly and shouted:

"Worthy of being the famous thunder-running hand, he is as powerful as a thunder-runner, and he lifts the weight as lightly as possible. I am really ashamed of myself for being so light-hearted."

"Linghu An?"

Fangzheng was wearing a human skin mask, and the muscles on his face twitched when he heard the words, and the scar squirmed accordingly. He was obviously smiling but it made people feel ferocious:
"I have admired my name for a long time, but my physical skills are not worth showing."

"Brother Wen is too modest." Linghu An shook his head:

"Move as you wish, move as fast as you want, how amazing is this body technique?"

He did not deliberately praise, but sincerely.

Since ancient times, the founder of a certain exercise is often the person who cultivated the exercise to the highest level, and it is not unreasonable.

For those who create exercises, the methods they create will naturally fit the creator's physique, and there will be no problems in moving their hands and feet.

If it were two people, there would be no such effect.

Xinyiquan was created by Fangzheng himself, so it can naturally run smoothly. This alone is far superior to his peers and has the upper hand.

Moreover, the name of Xinyiquan is called Quan, but in fact it is all-encompassing. Fist, palm, body skills, and weapons are all integrated into it, which also allows him to have many choices when facing the enemy.

"Brother Wen."

Linghu An handed over:
"I've heard about the great name for a long time, but I haven't had the chance to see it. Now that I see it today, I wonder if I can ask for some advice and see the power of the thunderbolt hand?"

"Hey..." Fangzheng chuckled:
"Why beat around the bush, your Excellency is just worried that Wen is not strong enough, and if he goes there, he won't be able to help but will become a burden, so he wants to test it out."

"bring it on!"

"Haha..." Linghu An laughed:

"Brother Wen, speak quickly!"

"In that case..."

"Please!"

Before the words were finished, a cold glow suddenly appeared in the field, and the fierce sword energy suddenly appeared, and the sword intent swept over like a mountain torrent, covering it in an instant.

Black Water Sword Art!

it is good!
When the opponent's sword intent does not come out, it is hidden and not revealed, and it is unstoppable like the Yellow River breaking its embankment.

I haven't seen Linghu'an fight against each other for two years, and this person's strength has improved a lot, and he is probably only one step away from cultivating a flawless body.

Fangzheng's eyes flickered, but his actions did not hesitate.

His fingers were slightly retracted, and his palms were shaped like colanders. Thunderous thunder burst out from his palms, and his arms became as hard as steel in an instant.

"collapse!"

"collapse……"

Muscles slapped, bones crackled, and Fangzheng's hands collided with the incoming sword.

all of a sudden.

The ground around the two of them trembled slightly, the dust was flying, the fallen leaves were undulating, and the two figures intersected several times in an instant.

The sword light in Linghu An's hand flickered, like flowing water, flowing into the gapless space; the square palm movement was strong and fierce, opening and closing widely, and sometimes punching violently.

The fist is like thunder, and the sword is like flowing water.

"boom!"

The energy exploded, and the two retreated at the same time.

"What a Ben Leishou! What a Wen Tailai!" Linghu An put away his sword with shaking hands, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and praised:

"Brother Wen's body tempering technique is extraordinary. It seems that the rumors may not be true. Brother Wen is not a Little Zhou Tian martial artist. He should have already achieved the Great Zhou Tian realm, right?"

"It's a fluke." Fangzheng cupped his hands, fearful in his voice:

"It can't compare to Patriarch Linghu."

The opponent didn't use all his strength just now, but just probing, almost forced him to use up his five thunder hands. He is indeed a martial arts wizard in Gu'an County who has not seen one in a century.

but……

It also proves the prowess of the vowel thunder method. With the realm of four thunders, he can fight head-on with the Great Zhou Tian Perfection Warrior. If he advanced to the five thunders, he would be no less inferior to the opponent.

"With Brother Wen's help, the chances of winning this trip will increase even more."

Linghu An smiled with satisfaction:
"I'm going to meet up with some friends from Santai County. You and I are both from Gu'an County. We hope to help each other then."

"Of course." Fangzheng nodded:
"But the ugly thing is to say that, apart from the money that Wen got, I have to copy a copy of the Wang family's exercise books and take it away."

"Cultivation technique..." Linghuan looked at Fangzheng, and said:
"Of course."

A martial art that can be cultivated to the point of no leak can be passed down as a family heirloom, and its value cannot be estimated in mere money.

After the two discussed it, three more people came out not far away.

Two of them were old men from Linghu's family, and the other one was dressed as a Taoist priest. He looked familiar, and he looked like Linghu Qiuchan's senior brother.

It seems to be called Ye Nanqiu?

This man had an outstanding appearance, was a high-level warlock at a young age, and had extraordinary potential, but for some reason he was not favored by Linghu An.

"Homeowner."

A man led a horse, bowed and said:
"time to go."

"Ah."

Linghu An nodded, signaling for someone to deliver the prepared horse to Fangzheng:
"Brother Wen, please!"

"Please!"

…………

The residence of Dushuishi Wang's family is next to Santai County.

The Wang family is domineering, and the unlucky ones are the people of Santai County. Even the wealthy households and wealthy businessmen are inevitably oppressed by the Wang family.

Ever since Mrs. Wang was seriously ill, the Wang family's behavior has been restrained a lot, but the grudges from back then are not just gone.

"The surname Wang thinks that if he pleases us during this time, he can make us forget the bullying of the past?"

"dream!"

The Patriarch of the Pan family, Pan Rangang, clenched his teeth and his beard trembled wildly:
"Now that the old guy is dead, it is difficult for Wang Biao to support the family business alone. It is time for me to take revenge."

"Not bad!"

Bai Hai, who practices martial arts in the Bai family, is over sixty years old and still gets angry when he mentions Mrs. Wang.

This is the Great Zhou Tianwu Master, who was supposed to be the tyrant of the city, but he met the unreasonable Wang family, who has been crushed to death by the Wang family for many years.

Bai Hai himself was even more humiliated and had lived an ignoble existence to this day. He thought about overthrowing the Wang family and avenging his previous humiliation many times.

now,

The opportunity is coming!

"Wang Biao has a younger sister who is married to a fourth-rank Dutai. This time, the old guy is keeping his funeral secret and just wants to wait for that Dutai to come."

Pan Ran said:
"The old guy sent someone to deliver a message before he died, but that person is far away in Qingzhou and it will take three days at the earliest to arrive."

"Three days..."

"enough!"

"Wait a minute." Fangzheng frowned, and said:
"If the Wang family is destroyed, will that Dutai take revenge on us?"

"Don't worry." Bai Hai snorted coldly:
"The relationship between Wang Biao and his sister is not good. They have been back for the first two years since they got married, and they haven't been back for many years now."

"Even if the old man was seriously ill, he just sent someone to bring some herbal medicine."

"and……"

"Qingzhou's capital has no control over the people of Jizhou. As long as we do it cleanly, there won't be any trouble afterwards."

"Not bad." Pan Ran nodded and introduced:
"The Wang family now has a Great Zhou Tian martial artist named Wang Biao, and another Great Zhou Tian to worship him. However, that person went out to look for elixirs for the old guy and has not returned yet."

"Even if I come back, I won't be afraid!"

As he spoke, he glanced at everyone.

Santai County side.

The old man Bai Haibai of the Bai family's martial arts practice is always strong and strong, and he is in the realm of the Great Zhoutian. There is also an unknown swordsman wearing a bamboo hat, who is the Great Zhoutian martial artist hired by the Pan family at a high price.

Although there are few people from Gu'an County, they are all elites.

Linghu'an is famous, and Wen Tailai, the 'Running Thunder Hand', is not weak. Just the Great Zhou Tian Wushi, there are four of them on his side.

Little Sunday more.

Coupled with the preparation for a long time, it will surely succeed!
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The night is deep.

The time when a person is most sleepy is not when he just falls asleep, nor when he is about to wake up, but at two or three o'clock at night.

at this time,
The least easily disturbed.

"Crash..."

The leaves swayed, and figures appeared one after another.

"The palace is in front of you."

Bai Hai narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice:

"In order to build a house outside the city, the Wang family occupied more than a hundred acres of good farmland like ours, and even leveled two families' cemeteries."

"It's not just how much money was spent!"

"Everyone." Pan Ran said solemnly,
"The Wang family is a water bandit and knows some ways of marching and setting up formations. There must be traps and interceptions in the house. Don't be careless."

"Yes!"

"I'll wait to understand!"

"..."

Everyone should be.

"We divide into three groups." Pan Ran gestured with his hand:
"The disciples of the martial arts hall and the business house attacked from the front door to attract attention. Pan led the elite to attack from the side courtyard and went straight to Longtan."

"A few..."

He looked sideways at Fang Zheng, Linghu An and the others:

"When the Wang family is in chaos, I trouble you to capture and kill Wang Biao and others. If Pan is as expected, he should sit in the backyard and guard the old guy's body."

"it is good."

Linghu An nodded in response:
"Just do it!"

Pan Ran nodded and waved his hand:
"Wear armor!"

As soon as the sound fell, everyone behind them opened the thick packages carried on their backs, and inside they were revealed to be pieces of well-made armored stomachs.

A cursory scan.

There are sixty or seventy people wearing armor!

Most of them are blood-changing warriors, some have the strength of second blood and third blood, and some of them have strong bows and crossbows on their backs.

Good guy!
This is going to war!

Fang Zheng's eyebrows twitched and he looked surprised.

With or without armor, there is a world of difference for warriors, and the three bloods with armor can even fight head-on against true energy warriors.

After all, martial artists are also mortal bodies, but steel armor stomachs are solid metal, and even the great Zhou Tian warriors cannot easily destroy them.

Dozens of Armored Martial Artists charged together, and Linghu An wanted to avoid the attack for the time being.

not to mention.

Among them are martial artists.

However, once one attains the Great Zhoutian, wearing armor is no longer of much use. After all, Fangzheng's physical body can already withstand small firearms, no less than a body of steel.

Wearing armor backwards will affect your movement speed, which is inconvenient.

Reached the realm of no leakage...

The protective qi is comparable to the world's top armored stomach, and it is easy to tear steel with hands.

"It really is the last days of the dynasty. There are so many armored stomachs in Santai County alone. You must know that hiding armored stomachs in ordinary times is a serious crime for exterminating families. Now... if the situation is turbulent, someone will rise up and gather thousands of troops. Kazuma is by no means difficult. '

'This world is full of martial virtues, far stronger than in ancient times in my own world. In the 600th year of the Wei Dynasty, the people below could no longer be suppressed. '

"Forcibly killing the officials ordered by the imperial court, this group of people can not change their faces. The imperial court's deterrence against the warriors below is getting weaker and weaker. The turmoil... is imminent!" '

Fang Zheng turned his head sharply and saw Pan Ran, who was wearing armor and stomach, raising his big hand high and swiping downwards:
"Go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, figures appeared in front of the Wang family mansion, and more than a dozen of them pushed a crash car into the gate.

Thousands of kilograms of logs collided with the gate like a large truck driving at high speed under the blessing of the crash.

"boom!"

The loud noise was deafening, smoke and dust billowed from below, and the solid wooden door, which was a foot behind, swayed and fell to the ground.

"Wow..."

The crowd below roared.

"Come on!"

"Kill the king thief and divide the property!"

"Go on!"

I don't know how many figures with swords and spears rushed out of the night, rushed in through the gate of Wang's house, and slashed at the guard courtyard with their weapons.

These people were menacing and full of murderous intent, and there were also some masters among them. The guards who rushed to meet the enemy suffered heavy casualties in an instant.

"who?"

"You are so courageous, you dare to break into the official residence of the Dushui envoy and kill people. Do you want to rebel?"

Such a movement alarmed the masters of the Wang family. Immediately, two warriors who had cultivated true qi jumped out, shouting and rushing towards the crowd.

Their martial arts are so good that ordinary people have no power to resist them.

"Do it."

Pan Ran squinted her eyes, showing a sinister smile:
"Not one will be spared!"

"Yes!"

Behind him, everyone nodded yes.

next moment.

Ground shaking.

Dozens of armored men strode towards the Wang family mansion.

Seen from a distance, they are like steel puppets weighing a thousand catties, converging into a torrent and crashing into the palace.

"kill!"

The sound of drinking was like thunder, and the blood was surging.

Swords, lights and swords criss-cross the field, and anyone who intercepts them will be crushed to pieces in the blink of an eye in front of this group of steel torrents.

Even if it is a martial artist...

not excluded!

"Ok!"

Ye Nanqiu, who was behind Linghu An, groaned, subconsciously took a step back.

He is a warlock, his physique is much worse than that of a martial artist, but his perception is exceptionally sharp. He was flushed by the blood in the field, and his face turned pale.

In this case, even if you barely cast a spell, the power of the spell will drop sharply.

"No wonder the master said that there is no taboo in the army's charge. Right now, this group of people don't understand the method of army formation at all, and they can suppress spells with just blood. '

'If the army is here, I'm afraid I won't even dare to move. '

As the thought turned, Ye Nanqiu couldn't help but show fear on his face. This scene was also seen by Linghu An, and a trace of imperceptible contempt flashed across his face.

"Everyone."

Bai Hai took a deep breath, took out two short knives, held them in his hands, and said slowly:

"It's our turn!"

At this time, the Wang Family Nursing Academy was alarmed, and the masters were also involved in the battlefield. Everyone was condescending and could clearly see the road leading to the backyard.

"go!"

Linghu An tapped his feet, his clothes fluttered, and he jumped several feet down.

Bai Hai, Wuming Swordsman, and Fang Zheng also set off at the same time, their movements were different, but they were equally fast, passing by the crowd and heading straight to the backyard.

"Wang Biao!"

In mid-air, Bai Hai looked up to the sky and roared loudly:
"Come quickly to die!"

This old man has been oppressed by the Wang family for half his life. He has accumulated so much anger in his heart that he finally has a chance to vent it out today.

The two sabers criss-crossed in the air, slashing down against the wind in an inverse cross, and with a flash of the saber's light, a Wang family guard who was intercepting was torn into four pieces.

Blood and minced meat splattered.

"White Sea!"

The figures in the field flashed, and Wang Biao, dressed in mourning clothes, appeared in front of him, looking at him with angry eyes:

"Old guy, I knew you were not reconciled!"

"I knew today..."

"I shouldn't have spared you Bai's martial arts back then. You have been a lowly person in front of my father for so many years, but you actually put on a good show."

"Haha..." Bai Hai laughed wildly:
"What's the use of talking about it now? I endured humiliation for decades, and finally boiled that old guy of yours to death."

"Now, I have to trample the Wang family under my feet, so as to eliminate my humiliation for so many years!"

"Death!"

With a turn of the two sabers, they went straight to Wang Biao.

The Bai family's positive and negative Yin-Yang cross sword is a unique skill. It is said that it comes from a certain top master, with sharp sword skills and strange combination of moves.

Bai Hai himself is even more sophisticated.

But seeing the swords and lights in the field, Wang Biao was enveloped in an instant.

"Wow!"

There was a sudden cry of cranes in the field.

Not far away, Fangzheng tilted his head slightly, looking curiously.

Crane's Nine Heavens Divine Art!

This is the inheritance of the Wang family. With this skill, Mrs. Wang is firmly seated as the number one master in several nearby counties.

today,

Be seen.

But seeing Wang Biao clasping his hands and ten fingers together like a crane's beak, and when he made a move, the strong wind followed him, he dared to confront the Bai family's swords head-on.

It is different from Fang Zheng's physical strength.

The effect of Heju Jiutian tempering the body is far inferior to that of the vowel thunder method, but the true energy produced by the practice is vast and condensed, and the true energy seems to have substance.

When making a move, the true energy covers the skin and flesh, so that you will not be afraid of the sharpness of the sword.

There is even a spiral force hidden in it, which explodes suddenly when in contact with the enemy, making it difficult for Bai Hai's sword skills to be fully displayed.

"Ok?"

His ears trembled slightly, Fang Zheng's figure suddenly disappeared in place, and a sword light suddenly appeared out of thin air, like a hood covered by intertwined spider webs.

"Do you still care about others?"

The voice of the visitor was sharp, and the sword was like a storm:

"Your opponent is me!"

Fang Zheng raised his hand and pointed out a series of five fingers. The finger snapping thunder in Wu Lei's hand connected more than ten times in an instant, forcing the opponent to retreat.

He backed away, his eyes narrowed:
"Da Zhou Tian Martial Master?"

Before coming here, there was no such a master in the plan.

"That's right!" The visitor stopped, with a look of surprise and solemnity on his face:
"What a strong physical body, who is your Excellency?"

"Ben Lei Shou Wen Tailai." Fangzheng cupped his hands:
"Didn't ask?"

"It's easy to say." The visitor nodded:
"Teacher Xie Dongjian."

"Excuse me?" Fangzheng's eyes flickered slightly:
"Why do you meddle in our affairs with the Wang family?"

"Haha..." Xie Dongjian laughed loudly:

"So that Your Excellency will know that the old man of the Wang family was born in an exile, and he is the former leader of my teaching here. How can he not come to Xie for his funeral?"

"How dare you insult the coach? This is a recipe for death!"

Fangzheng shook his head.

Paijiao is similar to the beggars' gang, both of which are big sects of the rivers and lakes.

According to legend,

Paijiao leader and beggar gang leader are all rumored martial arts masters and masters of magic.

Mrs. Wang was born as a water bandit, and Paijiao is also known as the largest gang in the inland waters. It is not surprising that the two have a secret relationship.

However, the Paijiao structure is loose, known as eighteen branches, and each branch operates independently, so there is no need to worry about retaliation.

Besides...

Even if they take revenge, they will go to Ben Leishou Wen Tailai, but they can't find Fang Zheng.

"it is good."

Fang Zheng nodded, his eyes focused:
"Accept!"

Five thunders hit the top!

A little under his feet, the ground exploded, and the mud was flying, and the figure rushed to the opponent in an instant, and the fist was like a thunderbolt.

Fist intent emerges, and lightning is hidden in the five fingers.

"boom!"

It is obvious that there is no difference with the naked eye, but in the perception, it is like thunder rolling, falling from the sky and smashing towards oneself.

it is good!
Xie Dongjian narrowed his eyes, and turned his body suddenly, like a twisting water snake, the soft sword stabbed out with a bang.

The poisonous snake spat out the letter!

Hidden in the sword cave, even immortals are hard to guard against.

This person's swordsmanship has reached an extremely high level.

"Ding……"

When the fists and swords collided, there was a sound of gold and iron colliding, and even sparks splashed, which made Xie Dongjian feel a little frightened.

What kind of flesh is this?
Can he actually resist his own sword?

The opponent's cultivation base should not be as good as his own, but the method he cultivated is extremely powerful, his physical body is unimaginably strong, and his martial arts will is even more extraordinary.

With the blessing of the two, he fell into a disadvantage.

the other side.

Linghu An wielded a long sword and fought with an old man holding a stick.

The unnamed swordsman invited by Santai County at a huge price was also stopped by two women with almost the same appearance and figure.

The combination of twin girls and twin swords makes it difficult for the swordsman to advance in the realm of the small Zhoutian.

really!

Fangzheng's eyes flickered:

'I knew it wouldn't be so smooth. The Wang family has been established for decades, and the old man is a master at adapting to the situation. How could he be unprepared? '

'but……'

'If this is the case, there will be no escape after all. '

The situation in the arena seemed to be a draw, but in fact neither Linghu An nor the unknown swordsman had put in their full strength, and they were both prepared.

and,

The situation outside has become clear.

Under the siege of many masters in Santai County, the Wang Family Nursing House is already out of support, and it will only collapse sooner or later, and the shouts are getting closer and closer.

"Hey!"

Seeing that there was no further change in the situation, a sigh suddenly sounded from the main hall in the backyard.

"Unexpectedly, there are also people from Gu'an County. Master Yan is going to blame my Wang family!"

The voice is long and slow, neither fast nor slow.

However, the complexion of everyone in the field changed drastically.

"call……"

The cold wind was rippling, and a person suddenly appeared in front of the unknown swordsman, with his big hand stretched forward and five fingers pointing forward to press in vain, there was a sudden cry of cranes in the field.

Crane's Nine Heavens Divine Art!

The terrifying palm force intersected with the long sword in the swordsman's hand, and the strong force exploded, and the fine steel long sword shattered on the spot.

"Peng!"

The nameless swordsman vomited blood and fell back.

The Great Zhou Tianwu was actually vulnerable in front of those who came.

"Wang Huyang!"

Bai Hai hissed loudly:

"You're not dead?"

"How can I be willing to go without you to accompany me?" The visitor turned around, and it turned out to be Wang Huyang, the old man of the Wang family who had passed away.

He paced towards the white sea, grinning and said:

"Bai, do you know why I didn't kill you in the first place?"

"I know you are unwilling, I know you have resentment towards me, but I like to see you wanting to cut me into pieces, but on the surface you want to be respectful and grateful. Every time I see you, my heart Just be comfortable and be happy.”

"Such an interesting person, wouldn't it be a pity to kill him?"

Bai Hai's face was livid, and his body trembled slightly. The fear and humiliation he had been suppressed for many years made his expression distorted and deformed.

"pity!"

Wang Huyang was teasing at first, then sighed softly:

"You have too many obsessions in your heart. It will be difficult for the descendants of the Wang family to feel at ease if I don't kill you. Moreover, I also feel lonely without you accompanying me on the road."

"When I get down there, I still want to see how you feel wronged but dare not do anything."

"Today, I faked my death, just to see who is fighting against my Wang family, and solve them together, so as to end future troubles."

"Ah!" Bai Hai hissed and roared:
"Go to hell!"

Boundless grief and indignation poured into the long knife, and his eyes were blood red at some point, and the light of the knife, which was one positive and the other negative, suddenly condensed into one.

Wang Huyang narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to clap again.

"Peng!"

The light of the knife shattered.

Bai Hai vomited blood, staggered back, then roared again and slashed violently with his knife.

"Ah……"

Wang Huyang looked disdainful and raised his hand to clap.

"Peng!"

The fierce force instantly defeated the incoming long sword, and he continued to move forward without losing any strength. He landed on Bai Hai's head and released the force of his palm lightly.

"Crack!"

Bai Hai's body shook, and he fell to his knees on the ground, bleeding from all the openings on his face. Even so, his ferocious and indignant expression remained unchanged.

breath,

has disappeared.

The two masters of the Zhou Dynasty were so vulnerable to the old man of the Wang family who had been bedridden for many years and feigned death.

Ok?
Fangzheng's eyebrows moved slightly.

wrong!

"Zheng!"

Before he could make a move, Linghu An drew his sword.

The dark sword light swallowed up all the surrounding halos, and for a moment everyone could perceive nothing but the long black sword.

"Wow!"

In this pure blackness, a loud and transparent cry of a crane resounded, instantly tearing through the darkness and colliding with the sword light.

"Peng!"

A figure flew out, crashed into the wall and fell to the ground.

It's Linghuan!

And Wang Huyang, the old man of the Wang family...

"Cough cough!"

He lightly raised one hand, coughed slightly, his complexion changed back and forth, and finally sighed helplessly:
"It's old after all."

"Talented people come out from generation to generation, and a new generation replaces the old ones!"

"puff!"

A sword mark appeared on Wang Huyang, the old man of the Wang family, as if a breach had been opened, and the aura in his body quickly dissipated.

in a blink.

Like duckweed in the wind, it floats away.

"Peng!"

The body fell to the ground.

"really."

far away.

Linghu An stood up from the ruins, lightly patted the dust on his body, and said calmly:

"Old man Wang has been ill for many years, and his strength is not what it used to be. Now he just uses a secret method to lock his breath. Once he is broken, he will die on the spot."

Fangzheng nodded.

When the unknown swordsman was defeated, this was not obvious yet. He was even preparing to retreat.

However, Bai Hai's outburst made Mr. Wang show his flaws. Killing Bai Hai with two palms seemed fierce, but in fact he was strong on the outside and capable on the inside.

Faced with Linghu'an's all-out explosion, Mr. Wang finally showed no strength. Although he used his last breath to repel Linghu'an, his own secret technique was also broken.

of course.

Linghu'an is also strong enough.

If it were Fangzheng, it would be impossible to break Mr. Wang's secret technique without performing the "Straightforward Slash".

"boom!"

At this time.

The wall of the backyard collapsed suddenly, and several warriors in armored stomachs chopped down several guards of the Wang family, and rushed in covered in blood.

"father!"

When one of them saw Bai Hai's body, he couldn't help but exclaimed. Then he raised his arm and shot several powerful arrows straight at Wang Hu.

Pan Ran also rushed over with someone, his eyes flickered when he saw this, and the old man of the Bai family was also dead. Wouldn't the Pan family have the final say in Santai County in the future?

Turning his mind, he said in his mouth:

"on!"

"Don't let anyone go!"

The Wang family also had three Great Zhou Tianwu masters in the field, Wang Biao, the family enshrined, and Paijiao Xie Dongjian, one more than Fang Zheng and Linghu An.

but.

You can't just compare with the Great Zhou Tian Wushi.

Linghu'an's strength is so strong that he can fight two against one.

In addition, Pan Ran and the others were not weak, and many martial artists rushed forward, even if the Great Zhou Tian martial arts were surrounded, they would not be able to escape.

Just like that.

The rain of arrows fell all over the sky, Xie Dongjian had to dodge desperately.

The eyes of the priest holding the stick flickered, and he stepped back silently.

Old Mrs. Wang has done all the tricks, but he is not as powerful as others. This time he is really dead. Now that the situation has been settled, he will definitely die if he stays any longer. Why not take this opportunity to leave quickly.

"Shh!"

Fangzheng stretched out his five fingers and pounced on Wang Biao.

Linghu An also rushed forward with his sword to block Wang Biao's retreat. As for the other two great Zhou Tianwu masters, they had no intention of blocking him.

The chance of being stopped is too small.

If you can't stop...

On the contrary, if you provoke a big enemy for yourself, it is better to let the other party go and it will be considered a good relationship.

"what!"

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Wang Biao looked up to the sky and screamed, his voice was full of unwillingness and anger. With a roar of a tiger, he rushed towards the two of them against the trend, and he went all out with his nine-day magic:

"I fought with you!"

Fangzheng's eyes moved slightly, avoiding the front and choosing to fight with the opponent. Now that the situation has been settled, as long as he entangles the opponent, the victory belongs to him.

After a while.

A group of martial artists rushed forward and chopped Wang Biao into a pair of meat in the blink of an eye.

By the time everything was over, the Wang family had all been executed, and the palace was almost in ruins, with many figures walking around looking for valuables.

"Although the Great Zhoutian Martial Master is strong, the gap between him and the Little Zhoutian Martial Master is not too big. If there are enough people, they can be surrounded and killed easily."

"but……"

Fangzheng turned his head sideways, looking at the corpse of Mrs. Wang:

"Wulou Martial Artists are different. Their strong body protection allows them to almost ignore the difference in numbers. As long as they have strong body protection, they can kill non-stop, and the gap will become very large."

"Brother Wen."

At this time, Linghu An's voice sounded:
"Come and see, is there anything you want here?"

(End of this chapter)