Heavenly Master, I have a different world.
Chapter 150 Standing Prestige
Chapter 150 Standing Prestige
"really!"
The back hall of Fang Mansion.
While enjoying the performance of Jin Shu and Liu Qinghuan, Fangzheng seemed to notice something. He looked up at the front yard and sighed softly:
"The big tree attracts the evil wind!"
"What was supposed to come will eventually come back, but I didn't expect it to come so quickly. It seems that Fang Mansion's deterrence is insufficient."
After waving his hand to make the two women back down, he walked to the side room without haste.
here.
Set up an altar early.
There are seven stars engraved on the ground, sacrifices are placed on the altar, and ancient talisman paintings and carvings are all over the place, revealing the atmosphere of vicissitudes.
Seven Stars Dharma Altar!
This altar was set up by a mage in Chunyang Palace 200 years ago as the treasure of Sanqing Temple, but now it has been moved into Fangfu.
Stepping up to the altar, Fangzheng held his breath and picked up the copper bell in front of him.
Shake it lightly.
"Jingle Bell……"
The sound of the copper bell was transparent, and as the bell rang, an invisible energy quietly emerged, and Fang Zheng's eyes were also focused.
"Jingle Bell……"
The copper bell rang again.
Fangzheng only felt his spiritual thoughts rippling in the depths of his sea of consciousness, as if he had received some kind of summoning, his consciousness suddenly jumped and merged with the dharma altar in front of him.
Perception range skyrocketed!
"Jingle Bell……"
all of a sudden.
The cloth on the altar shook, and a breeze blew up in the huge mansion.
But in Fangzheng's perception, all the auras of the people in Fang's mansion came into the 'sight' in an instant, and the 'sight' turned when the thought moved.
It's like having a 360-degree camera with no dead ends.
A feeling of being in control came over me.
"As expected of the Dharma Altar created by Master Chunyang Palace himself, it is truly remarkable. At this moment, even a low-level talisman is extremely powerful when used in my hands."
Fangzheng murmured:
"No wonder!"
"No wonder Zhang Mingrui has the confidence to resist the mage in Sanqing Temple. A better altar is really important to Taoists."
"Well……"
"coming!"
In perception, several breaths leaped into Fangfu.
These people landed silently, and the layout of the other party's house seemed to be clear, avoiding the patrolling courtyard, and aimed directly at the backyard.
"Sky Lingling, Earth Lingling, Thunder God and Lightning Mother obey my orders!"
Fangzheng stepped on Yu steps, murmured something, picked up a few talismans with his hand, rubbed them lightly with one hand, and the talismans ignited spontaneously without fire.
"boom……"
The flames ignited, but no ashes fell.
"The clouds are rising and the fog is rising!"
"go with!"
With the sympathy of Qi and Qi, the air trembled somewhere in Fangfu, and wisps of mist suddenly appeared in the void, covering all one side in the blink of an eye.
The few people who jumped into Fang's mansion were enveloped by the sudden fog, and couldn't help being dazed.
"what happened?"
"Why is it suddenly foggy?"
"No!" Someone shouted:
"There's something wrong with this fog!"
Ordinary fog can make people unable to see ahead clearly, but the specific direction can always be known, but now...
As far as the eye can see, the surrounding fog is thick and lingering. If you turn your body slightly, you can no longer tell the difference between east, west, north, south, and where you are.
Even the perception of up and down is misplaced, just like the universe is turned upside down.
At this time.
The nursing home of Fang Mansion finally realized something was wrong.
"A thief broke in!"
"Take it!"
"Protect the owner!"
All kinds of chaotic noises sounded one after another, and some people held bows, arrows and crossbows and shot arrows at the man in black who was shrouded in mist.
"collapse……"
"Shh!"
"Ding ding ding dong..."
Collision sounded.
"Master!" One person left the nursing home and looked at the figures shrouded in mist. The dense fog seemed to have little effect on the nursing home of the other side.
This person's eyes are like copper bells, his face is full of beards, and he is holding a ghost-head knife. His body clearly reveals the aura of a true qi martial artist.
In the past two years, the Fang Mansion has gradually expanded, and its scope has more than doubled from its original size. Naturally, the original nursing home has long been unusable.
Apart from Wu Hai as Fangzheng's personal bodyguard, there are three other guards who are in charge of patrolling in turn. Each of them is a martial artist hired with a lot of money.
Xue Yang is one of them.
He stared at the man in black, and waved gently towards a group of nurses:
"Fire arrows!"
"Shh!"
With the domination, the rain of arrows no longer scattered, like a curtain falling towards the man in black trapped in the fog as a hood.
"puff!"
"what……"
This time, screams and roars sounded.
However, several figures broke through the barrier of the fog and appeared in front of the guards.
Although the fog can confuse people's perception, after all, the coverage area is limited. As long as you don't care about it and rush for a while, there is always a chance to rush out.
"Trespassers!"
"die!"
Xue Yang opened his eyes, drew his saber and slashed furiously. The light of the saber involved the two of them, and the heavy ghost head saber collided with the short blade in one of them.
"when……"
The three of them broke up instantly.
"Warrior!"
The muscles on Xue Yang's face twitched:
"As a martial artist, you actually do something like this?"
"Humph!"
The masked man snorted coldly:
"There's so much nonsense, take it!"
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"Shh!"
"Swish!"
at the same time.
More than ten black shadows jumped into Fangfu from all directions.
Standing on the altar, Fangzheng could clearly perceive the aura mixed with Fangfu, cast spells one after another, and directed the guards in the palace to intercept them.
Dozens of guardians are all elite warriors.
In addition, the three warrior commanders are equipped with superior weapons, bows and arrows, and they are unremittingly trained, which is enough to deal with most situations.
how...
Things are clearly not normal tonight.
"Golden thread carp has attracted too many martial artists to Gu'an County. These people want to take advantage of the fire and rob them."
Fangzheng sighed softly, cast a spell again to trap several people, and at the same time pointed to the five ghost pockets in front of him, fierce ghosts and resentful souls flew out with a whistling sound.
Li Gui is comparable to a martial artist.
In fact,
If a martial artist has no way to restrain ghosts, his strength is not as good as a ghost.
Although they are in the same realm, martial artists are mostly weaker than ghosts, and ghosts are generally weaker than mages, so mages have the highest status.
With the addition of the ghosts, the situation in the arena immediately stabilized.
This is not over yet.
"Pile of despair!"
"rise!"
Fangzheng flexed his fingers and made a tactic, and slightly raised his fingers, the Desolate Pile in the middle of the altar trembled, slowly floated up, and flashed towards the outside of the room.
mage,
Even a beginner mage, as long as his cultivation is not too bad and he has the blessing of the altar, he has the power to fight against the Great Zhou Tianwu.
even,
Fight and win!
'Although mana and true qi come from the combination of spirit, qi and spirit, they are obviously different. '
While casting the spell, Fangzheng experienced the changes in himself:
'The mana is docile and moves with the mind. Standing on the altar to cast spells, the mana is like a tentacle, which can easily drive the magic weapon. '
'Zhen Qi is different! '
'He has condensed zhenqi and is better at melee bursts. Although he can also cast spells and spells, he can't do magic power as lightly as he can. '
'Although I'm not a mage, but I have the five ghost pockets, the downpour piles, and the talismans arranged early in the Fangfu, so I can wait for work with ease, and I'm no worse than a real mage. '
'Just in time, let's take this opportunity to practice the methods of cultivators against the enemy! '
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"Crash..."
Wu Hai put on his armor, hung a long knife at his waist, and walked slowly to the courtyard.
There were already several people waiting in the courtyard, some of them were wearing full armor, some were wearing soft armor, and so on, but they all had the same aura.
Battle-tested toughness.
"The visitor is powerful, and there are martial masters taking advantage of the fire to rob. Although the boss only asks me to do my best, I will repay it with death!"
"Dang..."
He pulled out his long knife and pointed forward:
"Everyone, follow me to kill the enemy!"
"kill!"
Several people shouted in unison, pointing their swords and spears obliquely, the scattered aura congealed, and the qi and blood converged, which faintly resembled the roar of a fierce tiger.
At this moment, several men in black broke into the courtyard, and one of them changed his expression when he saw this:
"Battle on the battlefield!"
"how come?"
The battle formation on the battlefield is known as the nemesis of magic, it can condense energy and blood into essence, and even gather the strength of all people on one person, it is a unique skill of military strategists.
For these methods, the requirements for the cultivator's cultivation level are second, and the main thing is that everyone is of one mind.
Notice,
There are many distracting thoughts in people's hearts, and it is rare for three or five people to work together. How can hundreds, thousands or even tens of thousands of soldiers work together?
but,
As long as he can do it, he will be remembered in history as a general.
This kind of army is even more invincible and invincible on the battlefield.
There were only ten people in the field, but the rudiments of a battle formation had already taken shape. The fierce tiger roared silently and rushed towards the few people.
"boom……"
The energy exploded.
The two men in black died on the spot, and the true qi martial artist also vomited blood and retreated.
at the same time.
"Shh!"
Flames suddenly appeared on the walls and in the cracks of the bricks, and shot at a group of people in black in the field. When the wire of fire touched the clothes, it instantly turned into a raging fire.
Fire Talisman!
There are many magic talismans hidden in the Fang Mansion, some of them are stimulated and some of them take advantage of the situation, in short, they can surprise outsiders.
"what!"
"help me!!"
"Come and save me!"
Suddenly, screams sounded.
at the same time.
Fierce ghosts and resentful souls also pounced on the man in black who rushed into Fang's mansion. With the assistance of ghosts who are not afraid of entities, the pressure on the nursing homes was also relieved.
There are also fallen piles that turn into black light and hide in the dark, attacking from time to time.
The power of the Falling Stake is terrifying. Even if a martial artist is hit by it, he will vomit blood or die in the worst case, without exception.
"careful!"
One person waved his spear, knocked away the incoming hidden weapon, and spoke in a muffled voice:
"The information is wrong, there is a mage sitting in Fangfu!"
"Nonsense!" an old woman with black hair growled:
"No one can see the matter until now. The mage should use the method of casting spells on the altar to find his position and break the altar."
"spread!"
"Don't gather in one place, the mage can only pay attention to one place, break through and find the mage first."
None of the people who came today were weak, and the last time they were blood-changing warriors, many of them were warriors who had cultivated true qi.
After a fierce attack, the guard couldn't stop it.
Under the cover of others, the three martial artists broke through the siege, avoided the attack of Wu Hai and others, and went straight to the inner house of Fang Mansion by means of their own means.
"there!"
One of them had a keen sense and turned his gaze to where the altar was.
"on!"
"Peng!"
In order to avoid suspicion, the nursing home was not allowed to enter the inner house of the Fang Mansion, so the backyard was empty, and the three easily broke through the window.
The house was empty.
Although the altar is here,
There was no one on it.
"Where is the person?"
One of them was stunned, and subconsciously said:
"Come to the wrong place?"
"Impossible." Another person shook his head:
"Just now there were spell fluctuations here..."
"Peng!"
Before he finished speaking, a gunshot suddenly rang out in the field, and the head of one of the three men exploded on the spot, with brains and blood flying everywhere.
"Peng!"
"Peng Peng!"
Gunshots rang out several times.
The remaining two trembled, and they were shot in the heart. The terrifying lethality of the No. [-] gun directly blasted them to the core.
"Pfft!"
The corpse fell to the ground.
"Tsk tsk..."
Fangzheng walked out from the shadow of the corner of the room with two guns in hand, his face paled, and he murmured softly:
"Unexpectedly, the True Immortal Art has such uses."
"Wonderful!"
"Wonderful!"
The old man of the Wang family extended his life by relying on the true power of immortality, feigning death to steal his life, and almost overturned the situation. In the end, he also copied a copy of this power.
Practicing this skill will make it difficult to improve one's cultivation base, but it can prolong one's lifespan.
He originally thought that this is a martial skill that locks vitality and prolongs life, and it is specially used by warriors with decayed vitality.
Never thought.
It is also a wonderful way to use this skill to sneak attack.
Warriors have keen senses and quick reactions, and it is difficult to hit even with a gun, unless the distance is too close and the opponent is unprepared.
But now who doesn't know that Fangzheng has a powerful hidden weapon in his hand, it will definitely be convenient.
The murderous intention will be sensed immediately.
Immortality True Kungfu can conceal aura, making people like a rotten tree, blinding the warrior's perception, and it's too late to hide after the gunshot sounds.
just.
Fangzheng hid in the dark and killed three martial artists in a row with almost no effort, that's why.
'However, one of them has noticed that it seems that the true skill of immortality cannot completely hide the breath, so I wonder if it can be hidden from Master Zhou Tian? '
He rested his chin on his hand, thinking to himself.
"Master!"
"Master!"
"..."
The anxious voices of Wu Hai and others sounded from outside.
"I am fine."
Fangzheng put away the pistol slowly, and his long clothes hung down to cover the holster, and said calmly:
"Come in, tidy up the corpse, cut off the head and hang it at the entrance of Fangfu, so that people will know the fate of trespassing on Fangfu."
"Yes." Wu Hai responded, pushed the door open and entered. After seeing the situation in the field, his expression couldn't help changing, and then he lowered his head.
at this time.
The fighting outside has also ended.
Except for a few stubborn people, everyone noticed something was wrong and retreated early, leaving corpses for the nursing home to clean.
in the dark.
The ghost screams.
After getting so much blood food, the third resentful soul also advanced immediately, and there are already three fierce ghosts in the five ghost pockets that are comparable to martial arts masters.
The next day.
Several heads wrapped in lime powder appeared on the flagpole outside the Fangfu Gate, and the death of the heads made people feel horrified.
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"Master."
In the evening, Lao Liu replied:
"Two people came outside the door, and one of them said that he is the Great Zhou Tianwu Master. This visit can solve your worries, Master."
"Da Zhou Tianwu Master?" Fang Zheng, who was opening a book, raised his head when he heard the sound, his eyes filled with surprise:
"real or fake?"
"This..." Old Liu smiled wryly:
"I don't know about the small ones, but that guy has a lot of aura. Just glaring at me made me almost pee in my pants."
"Martial arts will?" Fangzheng nodded, it seems that he has some skills:
"Please come in."
"Yes."
Old Liu should be, bowing and limping back.
"Old Liu." Upon seeing this, Fang Zheng's eyes moved slightly and he said slowly:
"You are not too young, and your legs and feet are not very agile. You should stop running back and forth between the front door and the backyard soon."
"Ah!" Lao Liu's face turned pale, his eyes showed panic, and he said anxiously:
"Boss, I can continue to work. From now on... I will be quicker in the future, and report back as soon as I have news, and I will never delay anything."
"Don't get excited." Fangzheng pressed with one hand, and said slowly:
"The position of gatekeeper is still yours, no one can take it away from you, but you have to obey your old age, and you don't have to hold on even if your body is weak."
"I want to find someone to help you, and I don't mean to drive you away."
"This..." Old Liu's face turned red and he stammered:
"Yes... What the boss said is that I can still do it... I didn't mean that..."
"Pfft!"
His knees softened and he knelt down on the ground, crying in a voice:
"Thank you, my boss!"
Lao Liu is very aware of his abilities, he can't even learn the language, and he can have his current status in Fangfu, thanks to Fang Zheng's support.
If it wasn't for staying in Fangfu, he and Yaomei would have died of starvation long ago.
"Get up."
Fangzheng shook his head:
"A man doesn't flick his tears easily. Wipe away the tears. Please come in."
"Yes."
Old Liu stood up, raised his sleeves and wiped his tears back and forth:
"Let's go now, little one."
Soon.
One old and one young walk into the main hall.
The old man has gray hair and wrinkled face. His clothes are also the coarse cloth short robes of ordinary people, and he wears badly worn straw sandals.
The young man was thirteen or fourteen years old, his eyes were lively, and he looked around curiously since he entered the main hall, showing his lively and active temperament.
"Old man Xiangxiu, this is the apprentice Yuan Zhongdao."
The old man clasped his hands together:
"I've seen Mr. Fang."
Although this old man is dressed in rags, his bearing is extraordinary. Standing in the middle of the hall, he is neither humble nor arrogant, and he seems to be indifferent to honor and disgrace.
"Xiang Xiu?" Fang Zheng turned his head and made sure that he had never heard of this person's name before asking:
"May I ask where the old gentleman came from? Where are you going?"
"Come from anywhere, go everywhere." Xiang Xiu looked up, he was not young, but his voice had an inexplicable sense of power:
"Master Fang, why bother asking? You are in trouble now. If you can't solve it, I'm afraid your life and fortune will be at stake. I can help you."
"Oh!" Fangzheng's expression was half a smile but not a smile:
"Why did the old man say that? Why didn't Fang know that he was in such trouble?"
"Hmph!" Xiang Xiu snorted softly:
"Mr. Fang asked the question knowingly. You have violated the taboo of expelling education by buying golden thread carp in a big way, and it has attracted countless masters to worry about it."
"That is a treasure that will help Great Zhou Tianwu Master advance to the realm of no leaks. You don't think that what happened last night can scare others?"
"Last night was just a test, the master is still behind!"
"It's true."
He arched his hands and continued:
"As far as the old man knows, two great Zhou Tian martial masters have already arrived in Gu'an County, and I'm afraid they will attack the other party's house in the near future."
"Even though there are sorcerers in Fangfu, I'm afraid they can't stop these two!"
"Huh?" Fangzheng narrowed his eyes:
"Da Zhou Tian Martial Master?"
"Not bad!" Xiang Xiu's voice sank:
"If there are golden thread carps appearing nearby, I'm afraid that not only the Great Zhou Tianwu Masters, but even the masters who have already proved the realm of no leaks will rush over."
"Unexpectedly, Fang's actions caused such a big trouble." Fangzheng sighed softly:
"Xiang Lao, in your opinion, what should we do?"
"First, stop buying golden thread carp." Xiang Xiu looked at Fang Zheng, first raised a finger, and then raised another finger:
"Second, send someone to the platoon teaching branch to give a generous gift and explain the reason."
"Third, Liwei!"
"If Xiang Mou personally fights, he can make an appointment to fight a Great Zhou Tian Martial Master on behalf of Mr. Fang, and this old man can guarantee that the other party will admit defeat."
"At that time, Paijiao will know that Mr. Fang is a tough guy, and it's not worth fighting for a few gold threads, so he will give up."
"As for the others..."
He snorted coldly:
"There is a sorcerer and a great Zhou Tianwu practitioner, who would dare to provoke them?" "Crack!"
"Clap!"
Fang Zheng tapped his palms with a look of admiration on his face:
"Xiang Laoyan is right. This plan is brave and strategic, retreating in order to advance. It is just right. As expected... ginger is still hotter than old!"
"My lord agreed?" Xiang Xiu raised an eyebrow.
"Wait!" Fang Zheng waved his hand and said:
"Xiang Lao has worked hard for Fang, but he doesn't know what he wants? Don't say anything, no one will believe it."
"Young Master Fang, speak quickly." Xiang Xiu cupped his hands:
"After this matter is over, Xiang must live in Fang's mansion for the elderly, with a monthly payment of ten taels of silver, and Wang's family's Crane Crane Nine Heavens Divine Art!"
"What's a mere ten taels of silver if you can invite a Great Zhou Tian Martial Master?" Fangzheng smiled:
"As for the Crane Jue Nine Heavens Divine Art..."
"The inheritance method of the Wang family should be in the hands of the Wang family, how could it be in Fang's hands?"
"Mr. Fang, Xiang Mou knows a thing or two about who was involved in the destruction of the Wang family." Xiang Xiu snorted softly when he heard the words:
"What happened to this matter, you and I know it well."
"Hmm..." Fangzheng pursed his lips:
"Let's not mention this matter for now, but at Xiang Lao's age, the foundation of martial arts has already been established, so it may be too late if you want to switch to another cultivation?"
As he spoke, he looked thoughtfully at the young boy beside him.
"I don't ask for this merit for myself, but for my apprentice." Sure enough, Xiang Xiu looked down at Yuan Zhong and said:
"The level of the old man's method is too low, and it is a coincidence that he has come to this day. The talent is extraordinary. I don't want him to go my wrong way."
"The Crane's Nine Heavens Magic Technique has some connection with Lao Chan's inheritance. It can be easily modified without damaging the foundation. If you can get it...it would be the best."
"So it is!" Fangzheng understood clearly:
"but……"
"Since the Golden Thread Carp can attract so many masters to covet, how can Fang believe that Mr. Xiang is not one of them?"
Gaining trust first, and then looking for opportunities to turn against each other, this kind of thing has happened before, not to mention that the two did not know each other before.
Not to mention trust.
Xiang Xiu was silent.
After a pause, Fang said:
"What does it matter if you believe it or not? If you don't have Xiang, how will Mr. Fang deal with Master Zhou Tian? Believe me, I can give it a go."
"That's true." Fangzheng nodded, and said:
"It's not that Fang can't trust Xiang Lao, but..., Xue Yang, go and learn about senior's methods."
"Yes!"
Xue Yang, the leader of Fangfu Nursing Academy, took a step forward, clasped his hands together:
"Senior, please advise!"
"Oh?"
Xiang Xiu tilted his head, looked at Xue Yang and nodded slowly:
"Alright."
As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the youth next to him fluttered up and landed in the corner of the room, landing silently, obviously showing a kind of tenderness.
This method of lifting weights seems simple, but it is actually very difficult.
Xue Yang narrowed his eyes and drank in a low voice:
"Please!"
"Peng!"
Cracks appeared on the bluestone ground under his feet, and Xue Yang jumped several meters away like a fierce tiger leaping from the forest.
He dodged and forced himself in front of the opponent, then swung his arm and whipped him out.
Tiger tail cut!
The tiger is the king of beasts and the most powerful.
Many boxing techniques have the meaning of tigers. Although these types of boxing are good and bad, they are all fierce and fierce without exception.
Xue Yang's body brushed against the air, like a tiger descending a mountain, and the air waves and strong wind brought up even Yuan Zhongdao's clothes in the corner were blown up.
The slap of the whip hit the air, causing a loud crisp sound, as if a car had blown a tire.
Such mighty strength is truly invincible.
The three guard leaders of Fang Mansion, Xue Yang, Zhao ZY, and Yu Pei are all martial masters who have cultivated true qi, and Xue Yang is the most powerful.
"it is good!"
Xiang Xiu nodded slightly, and raised one hand upwards.
His movements seem to be slow, but he strikes first, like a heavenly king Tota, right on the arm thrown by Xue Yang.
"Peng!"
The two collided, and their energy dissipated silently.
Xue Yang's heart was beating wildly, and he roared furiously, his body instantly turned into a spinning top, swinging his hands and falling down like a violent storm.
His hand is in the shape of a tiger, with punches, claws, whips, palms... infinite changes, and his arms are like steel maces, attacking the opponent crazily.
Where the two of them were, a strong wind howled.
Xue Yang turned into an afterimage, and his waving arms pumped out a lot of energy, and when he landed on the ground, he hit the hard bluestone with a lot of marks.
Even a reinforced concrete wall can be shattered in front of it.
If it falls on people, the consequences can be imagined.
"Ok?"
Xiang Xiu raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she hadn't expected the opponent's punches to be so fierce, but a sneer appeared on her face for a moment.
"Peng!"
His palm was Hunyuan, his arms circled and swiped, and he drew a circle in front of him, and all the punches that struck him were included in it.
Immediately, the arm shook slightly, and the energy compressed to the extreme was about to explode.
Ok?
Just when he was about to fight back, a sharp saber intent suddenly emerged in his perception, Xiang Xiu's eyes changed, and his moves changed and his arms were raised slightly.
"Peng!"
Xue Yang's body trembled violently, his whole body was numb and weak, and he was thrown out and landed heavily.
"Master."
He was ashamed and knelt on one knee:
"Subordinates are incompetent, embarrassing to the boss!"
"It's normal to lose to a great Zhou Tian martial artist. It would be surprising if you win." Fangzheng waved his hand indifferently, and said:
"Xiang Lao is really capable, admire, admire!"
"Please take a seat."
Xiang Xiu looked squarely at Fang, her eyes flickered, and she cupped her hands and sat down.
"I am happy to see Xiang Lao today."
Fangzheng clapped his hands:
"Drink!"
"Everyone sit together, Fang Mansion is entirely dependent on your support, let's drink together today."
"Thank you, Master!"
Xue Yang and the others bowed their hands together.
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It was dark.
Xiang Xiu pulled the young Yuan Zhongdao into the carriage.
The rutted wheels drove towards a nearby restaurant.
"master."
Yuan Zhongdao lifted the curtain of the car, looked curiously at the Fang Mansion, and asked:
"Master Fang doesn't want us?"
"Our origins are unknown, and no one has recommended us. Heading to Fang Mansion rashly will inevitably arouse suspicion, so we should let it go." Xiang Xiu closed his eyes and said slowly:
"But don't worry, he will need a teacher."
"That is." Yuan Zhongdao said with a smile:
"Master, you are an old man with great means and great strength. It is the blessing of that Mr. Fang that you are willing to retire in a small place like Fangfu."
"Yeah." Xiang Xiu snorted softly, and then a little suspicion appeared on her face:
"Having said that, but... that Mr. Fang is not simple at all. No wonder he became the top tycoon in Gu'an County in just a few years."
"Really?" Yuan Zhongdao looked sideways:
"I don't see how powerful he is, but he is rich for sure."
Xiang Xiu shook his head gently.
When he was performing martial arts with Xue Yang, he planned to show his prestige by playing tricks, but he was interrupted by a fierce saber intent.
That saber intent...
Very strong!
'It seems that this Mr. Fang has hidden some tricks, no wonder he dared to buy up the golden thread carp wantonly, knowing that there is a Great Zhou Tian Wushi coming. '
'But after all, he is just a rich man from a small place. He has not yet seen the methods of cultivating people. He will only wake up after suffering a big loss. '
"master."
Yuan Zhongdao was honest for a while and then asked:
"Do we have to get the Nine Heavens Divine Art? Is there no other place to get it besides Fangfu?"
"It's the Crane Jue Nine Heavens Divine Art!"
Xiang Xiu's voice was solemn, and said again:
"There are four families who acquired the Crane Nine Heavens Divine Art. The two in Santai County have complicated backgrounds. If you want to acquire it, you may have to spend a lot of effort."
"Linghu'an from the Linghu family is very capable, and he is not as good as a teacher..."
"Only Fangzheng has a chance."
"Looking at his words and deeds today, he must have acquired the Crane Nine Heavens Divine Kungfu. This technique was originally a technique inherited from Tian'an Temple. Later, Tian'an Temple was breached by a group of water bandits, and it fell into the hands of the old man of the Wang family for some reason. Learn in one continuous line."
He opened his eyes, eyes full of fanaticism:
"Even the Wang family didn't know that the Crane Nine Heavens Divine Art was mediocre at first, but it became stronger as it went on. Not only can it prove the true body without leaks, but if it can break through the No.13 level..."
"It can even prove to be a martial arts master!"
Martial arts masters, Daoist masters, possessing unpredictable means, all of them are the top figures in the world.
Having said that, Xiang Xiu shook his head and sighed softly.
Although Yuan Zhongdao is very talented, he is already satisfied with being able to cultivate the true body without leaks, and the master of martial arts can only think about it.
"Crane Jue Nine Heavens Divine Art?"
"Martial arts master!"
Young Yuan Zhongdao's eyes lit up, and he murmured that a seed had been planted in his heart.
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night.
The moonlight was hidden behind dark clouds, and the stars were dim.
A figure quietly left Fang Mansion, hid in the dark, avoided the patrolling soldiers and yamen servants in the city, and headed towards the south city.
Soon.
Somewhere in South City.
"Da da……"
A figure knocked on the courtyard door.
"Who?"
A cold inquiry came from inside, followed by the sound of a sword being unsheathed.
"It's me." The figure whispered:
"Zhao ZY."
"Brother Zhao." The door opened, and one person showed surprise:
"You are here, please come in quickly, the two seniors have just arrived."
"I just got the news that the seniors are coming, so Zhao came here at night." Zhao Zy nodded and walked towards the inner hall.
When they came to the inner hall, there were two people sitting opposite each other and discussing something.
Seeing the two of them, he hurriedly clasped his hands together:
"Little Zhao ZY, I have met two seniors."
"No need to be polite." One of them, with fair hair and childish face, raised one hand in vain, and an invisible force gently lifted Zhang ZY:
"Xiao Zhao, you have a heart."
"Don't dare." Zhao ZY was excited:
"It's a villain's honor to be able to serve seniors."
"Senior Mi, a Great Zhou Tian Martial Master came to Fangfu today, claiming to be Xiang Xiu, this person wants to join Fangfu to fight against us."
"Xiang Xiu?" Senior Mi frowned slightly, looking at the other person:
"Brother Yang, do you know this person?"
Master Zhou Tianwu is a master no matter where he is placed, he has a certain reputation, but the world is so big that he cannot know all of them.
"Hmm..." Brother Yang groaned, touched his chin and said:
"A few years ago, there was a great Zhou Tian martial artist named Xiang Xiu in Changtu Mansion. It is said that this person had to leave because he offended a certain wealthy family."
"Xiao Zhao, tell me about today's situation."
"Yes."
Zhao ZY should be.
Immediately, he described what happened in Fang's mansion today, focusing on Xiang Xiu's appearance and his opinions raised by Fang Zheng.
"He should be right."
Brother Yang nodded:
"Qianyuan Zhang Xiangxiu, this person's palm technique is quite good, if he is an enemy... Brother Mi may not be able to win."
"If he really joins Fangfu, it will indeed be a trouble."
"Hmph!" Senior Mi snorted coldly:
"He's just a desperate dog. As a great Zhou Tianwu master, he doesn't even dare to go to the capital. He wants to retire in such a small place."
"It's fine if he ignores it, but if he really dares to provoke him..."
"He will regret coming to this world!"
Brother Yang raised his eyebrows, wanting to remind the other party that Xiang Xiu was by no means an easy person, but thinking of the other party's character, he shook his head to suppress the impulse in his heart.
and……
Xiang Xiu is not bad, but the two of them are not weak, and they will not really be afraid of him!
"Zhao ZY."
He turned his gaze and looked at Zhao ZY:
"Have you ever found out, who is the sorcerer in Fangfu?"
"Return to senior." Zhao ZY hurriedly handed over his hands, with a strange look in his eyes, and replied:
"It's different from what I thought before. According to Zhao's investigation during this period of time, there may not be any mysterious mages in Fangfu."
"Nonsense." Senior Mi shouted:
"Without a mage, what happened that day?"
"Senior, calm down." Zhao ZY hastily explained:
"Although there is no mage in Fangfu, Fangzheng himself seems to be proficient in magic, and he even moved an altar from Sanqing Temple."
"Oh!"
Brother Sheep touched his chin with his hand, his face thoughtful:
"A martial artist who is proficient in magic, with the help of the power of the altar, it is not impossible to pretend to be a mage, so it makes sense."
"And that Ben Lei Shou Wen Tailai..."
"Senior." Zhao ZY spoke again:
"I have been inspecting the Fang Mansion for a long time, but I have never seen this person before. In my humble opinion, Wen Tailai, the Thunder Hand, may have left Gu'an County long ago."
The two nodded.
This should be true.
Since the Wang family was wiped out, Ben Leishou Wen Tailai hadn't shown up nearby in the past few months, and it was very likely that he would go far away.
"There is no thunderbolt hand, no mage, and there are guards who cooperate with each other."
Senior Mi sneered:
"Fang Mansion, isn't it within your reach!"
"Exactly!"
Zhao ZY nodded heavily, with fanaticism on his face:
"Fangfu hides gold and silver, and the wealth of the family property is beyond everyone's expectations. I saw boxes of silver being moved out of the backyard with my own eyes."
"Fang's surname is not just Fangci's business!"
"His family background is astonishingly thick!"
"Some people say that Fangzheng was born in a wealthy family, and he only fled here because of the decline of his family." Senior Mi stroked his beard and said:
"To be able to lay down such a foundation in a few years, it is impossible to say that there is no family background. Maybe the good things left by his family when they were rich are all in Fangfu."
"If you can get it..."
"Great!"
"Don't forget the golden thread carp." Brother Yang said:
"Many people in the teaching line are waiting in line. These spirit fishes will help you advance without leaks. With one more martial artist without leaks, my teaching strength will also increase."
That's the case, but the two of them didn't get too excited when they mentioned this matter.
Gein and the others are very old, and there is no possibility to go further, even if they get the golden thread carp, they will not be able to use it.
"The day after tomorrow."
Senior Mi spoke slowly:
"The time is chosen in the early morning, when the patrolling soldiers are exhausted, the streets are sparsely populated, and it is difficult for ghosts and ghosts to exert their strength."
"At that time, I will break into Fang's mansion, and you lead people to defect, when..."
"Peng!"
unexpected,
Senior Mi's chest exploded while he was explaining things to himself, and the broken internal organs, blood-stained bone stubble, and large pieces of flesh and blood flew across the room, splashing all over the room.
The field fell into a deadly silence.
"Uh……"
Senior Mi's body swayed, his eyes were dazed, and he looked down.
But see.
His chest turned into a big hole, transparent from front to back, and the five internal organs inside disappeared, with only some broken bones supporting the body.
what happened?
how come?
"Pfft!"
The upper body of his body fell from the chair to the ground, and the lower body of the body was already sitting upright. The endless darkness completely drowned his consciousness.
until this time.
"what!"
The exclamation sounded.
"Peng!"
Brother Yang's figure appeared beside the window sash, his face pale, looking at his empty left arm with horror, his body trembling wildly.
He tried his best, but...
The speed of the attacking thing is unimaginably fast, even the speed of sound transmission is slower, and the murderous intent is so restrained that it is almost impossible to detect it.
"Peng!"
In the dark night, muffled gunshots sounded again.
Brother Yang's figure flickered, and he fled towards the outside of the house. He let out a miserable scream in mid-air, his legs were broken from the middle, and he fell to the ground.
"what!"
"my leg……"
"who is it?"
"who is it?"
He fell to the ground and screamed miserably, the pain surged up, and his voice was full of panic.
in the room.
Zhao ZY's body trembled, his face was pale, and he looked around, wanting to escape from this place, but his legs remained motionless as if rooted.
hidden weapon?
What hidden weapon could kill two great Zhou Tianwu masters and seriously injure them in the blink of an eye?
"It is rumored that Fang Zheng has a powerful hidden weapon in his hand. Once hit by it, even a martial artist will not be able to survive."
Once upon a time, someone's advice came to his mind.
Is it?
impossible!
Although the hidden weapon in Fangzheng's hands is powerful, it is impossible to be so terrifying. Otherwise, how could he be suppressed by others in the first place?
"Da da……"
Footsteps sounded, getting closer and closer, the sound was gentle, but it was like a heavy hammer, soundless but with great force hitting the heart.
Zhao ZY was short of breath and broke out in cold sweat.
"Wow!"
The familiar ghost whistle sounded, followed by screams from outside the house, including the secret whistle hidden in the dark and the person who opened the door.
It's him!
It's really him!
Zhao ZY's face was pale, and he turned to look at the door.
"crunch..."
The door hinge turned, the voice was hoarse, the door was slowly pushed open, and a slender and burly figure came into view, it was Fang Zheng impressively.
He was carrying something on his back, with a strange shape, with a handle and trigger at one end, and a long iron pipe at the other end.
"It's you?"
Fang Zheng looked at Zhao ZY, shook his head and sighed softly:
"It's a pity that I valued it very much at the beginning. You really let me down."
"Fang... the boss." Zhao ZY's knees softened, and he knelt down slowly:
"Forgive me!"
"Forgive me?" Fangzheng shook his head:
"Who will spare me?"
"Boss." Zhao ZY looked up:
"I was also forced. I have a wife and children in their hands. If I don't work hard for them, my wife and children will die..."
"Shh!"
Before he finished speaking, his body suddenly bounced off the ground, like a spring that had been compressed to the extreme and suddenly exploded, and a dagger appeared in his hand.
The extreme speed allowed him to stab forward lightly in time, and it could also stab a person's heart to the bone.
Go all out for a sneak attack, even a steel plate can poke a hole.
"Go to hell!"
Zhao ZY roared in his mouth.
He couldn't see the slightest pity or copper coins in Fang Zheng's eyes, but there was only extreme coldness, like looking at another dead person.
That's it,
It's better to fight hard.
"boom!"
There seemed to be a sudden light in the field.
Like thunder suddenly.
Zhao ZY opened his eyes in shock.
Fangzheng in front of him took a step forward to meet him, stretched out his big hand, his five fingers seemed to be curved but not curved, and the terrifying power of thunder exploded.
The ground under his feet was burnt black by the electric light, and the iron objects in the room bounced on their own as if they were stimulated by some kind of stimulus, and even the whole room shook.
"Peng!"
The big hand landed on the top of Zhao ZY's head, and the power of thunder that destroyed everything rushed along the top of the head to the soles of the feet in an instant.
Really hard work.
The meridians are broken every inch.
The internal organs are twisted into minced meat.
"It's... you..." Zhang ZY opened his mouth, and a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes:
"Running Thunder Hand..."
"Pfft!"
The body fell to the ground, lifeless.
Fangzheng scanned the audience, rummaged through the corpse of Senior Mi, found a few objects and put them in his arms, and stepped towards the screaming man outside the house.
After a while.
The screaming stopped abruptly.
The howling of the ghosts suddenly rose, and another resentful soul successfully advanced, and the combined forces of the four ghosts were no longer weak than the ordinary Great Zhou Tian Wushu.
(End of this chapter)
"really!"
The back hall of Fang Mansion.
While enjoying the performance of Jin Shu and Liu Qinghuan, Fangzheng seemed to notice something. He looked up at the front yard and sighed softly:
"The big tree attracts the evil wind!"
"What was supposed to come will eventually come back, but I didn't expect it to come so quickly. It seems that Fang Mansion's deterrence is insufficient."
After waving his hand to make the two women back down, he walked to the side room without haste.
here.
Set up an altar early.
There are seven stars engraved on the ground, sacrifices are placed on the altar, and ancient talisman paintings and carvings are all over the place, revealing the atmosphere of vicissitudes.
Seven Stars Dharma Altar!
This altar was set up by a mage in Chunyang Palace 200 years ago as the treasure of Sanqing Temple, but now it has been moved into Fangfu.
Stepping up to the altar, Fangzheng held his breath and picked up the copper bell in front of him.
Shake it lightly.
"Jingle Bell……"
The sound of the copper bell was transparent, and as the bell rang, an invisible energy quietly emerged, and Fang Zheng's eyes were also focused.
"Jingle Bell……"
The copper bell rang again.
Fangzheng only felt his spiritual thoughts rippling in the depths of his sea of consciousness, as if he had received some kind of summoning, his consciousness suddenly jumped and merged with the dharma altar in front of him.
Perception range skyrocketed!
"Jingle Bell……"
all of a sudden.
The cloth on the altar shook, and a breeze blew up in the huge mansion.
But in Fangzheng's perception, all the auras of the people in Fang's mansion came into the 'sight' in an instant, and the 'sight' turned when the thought moved.
It's like having a 360-degree camera with no dead ends.
A feeling of being in control came over me.
"As expected of the Dharma Altar created by Master Chunyang Palace himself, it is truly remarkable. At this moment, even a low-level talisman is extremely powerful when used in my hands."
Fangzheng murmured:
"No wonder!"
"No wonder Zhang Mingrui has the confidence to resist the mage in Sanqing Temple. A better altar is really important to Taoists."
"Well……"
"coming!"
In perception, several breaths leaped into Fangfu.
These people landed silently, and the layout of the other party's house seemed to be clear, avoiding the patrolling courtyard, and aimed directly at the backyard.
"Sky Lingling, Earth Lingling, Thunder God and Lightning Mother obey my orders!"
Fangzheng stepped on Yu steps, murmured something, picked up a few talismans with his hand, rubbed them lightly with one hand, and the talismans ignited spontaneously without fire.
"boom……"
The flames ignited, but no ashes fell.
"The clouds are rising and the fog is rising!"
"go with!"
With the sympathy of Qi and Qi, the air trembled somewhere in Fangfu, and wisps of mist suddenly appeared in the void, covering all one side in the blink of an eye.
The few people who jumped into Fang's mansion were enveloped by the sudden fog, and couldn't help being dazed.
"what happened?"
"Why is it suddenly foggy?"
"No!" Someone shouted:
"There's something wrong with this fog!"
Ordinary fog can make people unable to see ahead clearly, but the specific direction can always be known, but now...
As far as the eye can see, the surrounding fog is thick and lingering. If you turn your body slightly, you can no longer tell the difference between east, west, north, south, and where you are.
Even the perception of up and down is misplaced, just like the universe is turned upside down.
At this time.
The nursing home of Fang Mansion finally realized something was wrong.
"A thief broke in!"
"Take it!"
"Protect the owner!"
All kinds of chaotic noises sounded one after another, and some people held bows, arrows and crossbows and shot arrows at the man in black who was shrouded in mist.
"collapse……"
"Shh!"
"Ding ding ding dong..."
Collision sounded.
"Master!" One person left the nursing home and looked at the figures shrouded in mist. The dense fog seemed to have little effect on the nursing home of the other side.
This person's eyes are like copper bells, his face is full of beards, and he is holding a ghost-head knife. His body clearly reveals the aura of a true qi martial artist.
In the past two years, the Fang Mansion has gradually expanded, and its scope has more than doubled from its original size. Naturally, the original nursing home has long been unusable.
Apart from Wu Hai as Fangzheng's personal bodyguard, there are three other guards who are in charge of patrolling in turn. Each of them is a martial artist hired with a lot of money.
Xue Yang is one of them.
He stared at the man in black, and waved gently towards a group of nurses:
"Fire arrows!"
"Shh!"
With the domination, the rain of arrows no longer scattered, like a curtain falling towards the man in black trapped in the fog as a hood.
"puff!"
"what……"
This time, screams and roars sounded.
However, several figures broke through the barrier of the fog and appeared in front of the guards.
Although the fog can confuse people's perception, after all, the coverage area is limited. As long as you don't care about it and rush for a while, there is always a chance to rush out.
"Trespassers!"
"die!"
Xue Yang opened his eyes, drew his saber and slashed furiously. The light of the saber involved the two of them, and the heavy ghost head saber collided with the short blade in one of them.
"when……"
The three of them broke up instantly.
"Warrior!"
The muscles on Xue Yang's face twitched:
"As a martial artist, you actually do something like this?"
"Humph!"
The masked man snorted coldly:
"There's so much nonsense, take it!"
…………
"Shh!"
"Swish!"
at the same time.
More than ten black shadows jumped into Fangfu from all directions.
Standing on the altar, Fangzheng could clearly perceive the aura mixed with Fangfu, cast spells one after another, and directed the guards in the palace to intercept them.
Dozens of guardians are all elite warriors.
In addition, the three warrior commanders are equipped with superior weapons, bows and arrows, and they are unremittingly trained, which is enough to deal with most situations.
how...
Things are clearly not normal tonight.
"Golden thread carp has attracted too many martial artists to Gu'an County. These people want to take advantage of the fire and rob them."
Fangzheng sighed softly, cast a spell again to trap several people, and at the same time pointed to the five ghost pockets in front of him, fierce ghosts and resentful souls flew out with a whistling sound.
Li Gui is comparable to a martial artist.
In fact,
If a martial artist has no way to restrain ghosts, his strength is not as good as a ghost.
Although they are in the same realm, martial artists are mostly weaker than ghosts, and ghosts are generally weaker than mages, so mages have the highest status.
With the addition of the ghosts, the situation in the arena immediately stabilized.
This is not over yet.
"Pile of despair!"
"rise!"
Fangzheng flexed his fingers and made a tactic, and slightly raised his fingers, the Desolate Pile in the middle of the altar trembled, slowly floated up, and flashed towards the outside of the room.
mage,
Even a beginner mage, as long as his cultivation is not too bad and he has the blessing of the altar, he has the power to fight against the Great Zhou Tianwu.
even,
Fight and win!
'Although mana and true qi come from the combination of spirit, qi and spirit, they are obviously different. '
While casting the spell, Fangzheng experienced the changes in himself:
'The mana is docile and moves with the mind. Standing on the altar to cast spells, the mana is like a tentacle, which can easily drive the magic weapon. '
'Zhen Qi is different! '
'He has condensed zhenqi and is better at melee bursts. Although he can also cast spells and spells, he can't do magic power as lightly as he can. '
'Although I'm not a mage, but I have the five ghost pockets, the downpour piles, and the talismans arranged early in the Fangfu, so I can wait for work with ease, and I'm no worse than a real mage. '
'Just in time, let's take this opportunity to practice the methods of cultivators against the enemy! '
…………
"Crash..."
Wu Hai put on his armor, hung a long knife at his waist, and walked slowly to the courtyard.
There were already several people waiting in the courtyard, some of them were wearing full armor, some were wearing soft armor, and so on, but they all had the same aura.
Battle-tested toughness.
"The visitor is powerful, and there are martial masters taking advantage of the fire to rob. Although the boss only asks me to do my best, I will repay it with death!"
"Dang..."
He pulled out his long knife and pointed forward:
"Everyone, follow me to kill the enemy!"
"kill!"
Several people shouted in unison, pointing their swords and spears obliquely, the scattered aura congealed, and the qi and blood converged, which faintly resembled the roar of a fierce tiger.
At this moment, several men in black broke into the courtyard, and one of them changed his expression when he saw this:
"Battle on the battlefield!"
"how come?"
The battle formation on the battlefield is known as the nemesis of magic, it can condense energy and blood into essence, and even gather the strength of all people on one person, it is a unique skill of military strategists.
For these methods, the requirements for the cultivator's cultivation level are second, and the main thing is that everyone is of one mind.
Notice,
There are many distracting thoughts in people's hearts, and it is rare for three or five people to work together. How can hundreds, thousands or even tens of thousands of soldiers work together?
but,
As long as he can do it, he will be remembered in history as a general.
This kind of army is even more invincible and invincible on the battlefield.
There were only ten people in the field, but the rudiments of a battle formation had already taken shape. The fierce tiger roared silently and rushed towards the few people.
"boom……"
The energy exploded.
The two men in black died on the spot, and the true qi martial artist also vomited blood and retreated.
at the same time.
"Shh!"
Flames suddenly appeared on the walls and in the cracks of the bricks, and shot at a group of people in black in the field. When the wire of fire touched the clothes, it instantly turned into a raging fire.
Fire Talisman!
There are many magic talismans hidden in the Fang Mansion, some of them are stimulated and some of them take advantage of the situation, in short, they can surprise outsiders.
"what!"
"help me!!"
"Come and save me!"
Suddenly, screams sounded.
at the same time.
Fierce ghosts and resentful souls also pounced on the man in black who rushed into Fang's mansion. With the assistance of ghosts who are not afraid of entities, the pressure on the nursing homes was also relieved.
There are also fallen piles that turn into black light and hide in the dark, attacking from time to time.
The power of the Falling Stake is terrifying. Even if a martial artist is hit by it, he will vomit blood or die in the worst case, without exception.
"careful!"
One person waved his spear, knocked away the incoming hidden weapon, and spoke in a muffled voice:
"The information is wrong, there is a mage sitting in Fangfu!"
"Nonsense!" an old woman with black hair growled:
"No one can see the matter until now. The mage should use the method of casting spells on the altar to find his position and break the altar."
"spread!"
"Don't gather in one place, the mage can only pay attention to one place, break through and find the mage first."
None of the people who came today were weak, and the last time they were blood-changing warriors, many of them were warriors who had cultivated true qi.
After a fierce attack, the guard couldn't stop it.
Under the cover of others, the three martial artists broke through the siege, avoided the attack of Wu Hai and others, and went straight to the inner house of Fang Mansion by means of their own means.
"there!"
One of them had a keen sense and turned his gaze to where the altar was.
"on!"
"Peng!"
In order to avoid suspicion, the nursing home was not allowed to enter the inner house of the Fang Mansion, so the backyard was empty, and the three easily broke through the window.
The house was empty.
Although the altar is here,
There was no one on it.
"Where is the person?"
One of them was stunned, and subconsciously said:
"Come to the wrong place?"
"Impossible." Another person shook his head:
"Just now there were spell fluctuations here..."
"Peng!"
Before he finished speaking, a gunshot suddenly rang out in the field, and the head of one of the three men exploded on the spot, with brains and blood flying everywhere.
"Peng!"
"Peng Peng!"
Gunshots rang out several times.
The remaining two trembled, and they were shot in the heart. The terrifying lethality of the No. [-] gun directly blasted them to the core.
"Pfft!"
The corpse fell to the ground.
"Tsk tsk..."
Fangzheng walked out from the shadow of the corner of the room with two guns in hand, his face paled, and he murmured softly:
"Unexpectedly, the True Immortal Art has such uses."
"Wonderful!"
"Wonderful!"
The old man of the Wang family extended his life by relying on the true power of immortality, feigning death to steal his life, and almost overturned the situation. In the end, he also copied a copy of this power.
Practicing this skill will make it difficult to improve one's cultivation base, but it can prolong one's lifespan.
He originally thought that this is a martial skill that locks vitality and prolongs life, and it is specially used by warriors with decayed vitality.
Never thought.
It is also a wonderful way to use this skill to sneak attack.
Warriors have keen senses and quick reactions, and it is difficult to hit even with a gun, unless the distance is too close and the opponent is unprepared.
But now who doesn't know that Fangzheng has a powerful hidden weapon in his hand, it will definitely be convenient.
The murderous intention will be sensed immediately.
Immortality True Kungfu can conceal aura, making people like a rotten tree, blinding the warrior's perception, and it's too late to hide after the gunshot sounds.
just.
Fangzheng hid in the dark and killed three martial artists in a row with almost no effort, that's why.
'However, one of them has noticed that it seems that the true skill of immortality cannot completely hide the breath, so I wonder if it can be hidden from Master Zhou Tian? '
He rested his chin on his hand, thinking to himself.
"Master!"
"Master!"
"..."
The anxious voices of Wu Hai and others sounded from outside.
"I am fine."
Fangzheng put away the pistol slowly, and his long clothes hung down to cover the holster, and said calmly:
"Come in, tidy up the corpse, cut off the head and hang it at the entrance of Fangfu, so that people will know the fate of trespassing on Fangfu."
"Yes." Wu Hai responded, pushed the door open and entered. After seeing the situation in the field, his expression couldn't help changing, and then he lowered his head.
at this time.
The fighting outside has also ended.
Except for a few stubborn people, everyone noticed something was wrong and retreated early, leaving corpses for the nursing home to clean.
in the dark.
The ghost screams.
After getting so much blood food, the third resentful soul also advanced immediately, and there are already three fierce ghosts in the five ghost pockets that are comparable to martial arts masters.
The next day.
Several heads wrapped in lime powder appeared on the flagpole outside the Fangfu Gate, and the death of the heads made people feel horrified.
*
*
*
"Master."
In the evening, Lao Liu replied:
"Two people came outside the door, and one of them said that he is the Great Zhou Tianwu Master. This visit can solve your worries, Master."
"Da Zhou Tianwu Master?" Fang Zheng, who was opening a book, raised his head when he heard the sound, his eyes filled with surprise:
"real or fake?"
"This..." Old Liu smiled wryly:
"I don't know about the small ones, but that guy has a lot of aura. Just glaring at me made me almost pee in my pants."
"Martial arts will?" Fangzheng nodded, it seems that he has some skills:
"Please come in."
"Yes."
Old Liu should be, bowing and limping back.
"Old Liu." Upon seeing this, Fang Zheng's eyes moved slightly and he said slowly:
"You are not too young, and your legs and feet are not very agile. You should stop running back and forth between the front door and the backyard soon."
"Ah!" Lao Liu's face turned pale, his eyes showed panic, and he said anxiously:
"Boss, I can continue to work. From now on... I will be quicker in the future, and report back as soon as I have news, and I will never delay anything."
"Don't get excited." Fangzheng pressed with one hand, and said slowly:
"The position of gatekeeper is still yours, no one can take it away from you, but you have to obey your old age, and you don't have to hold on even if your body is weak."
"I want to find someone to help you, and I don't mean to drive you away."
"This..." Old Liu's face turned red and he stammered:
"Yes... What the boss said is that I can still do it... I didn't mean that..."
"Pfft!"
His knees softened and he knelt down on the ground, crying in a voice:
"Thank you, my boss!"
Lao Liu is very aware of his abilities, he can't even learn the language, and he can have his current status in Fangfu, thanks to Fang Zheng's support.
If it wasn't for staying in Fangfu, he and Yaomei would have died of starvation long ago.
"Get up."
Fangzheng shook his head:
"A man doesn't flick his tears easily. Wipe away the tears. Please come in."
"Yes."
Old Liu stood up, raised his sleeves and wiped his tears back and forth:
"Let's go now, little one."
Soon.
One old and one young walk into the main hall.
The old man has gray hair and wrinkled face. His clothes are also the coarse cloth short robes of ordinary people, and he wears badly worn straw sandals.
The young man was thirteen or fourteen years old, his eyes were lively, and he looked around curiously since he entered the main hall, showing his lively and active temperament.
"Old man Xiangxiu, this is the apprentice Yuan Zhongdao."
The old man clasped his hands together:
"I've seen Mr. Fang."
Although this old man is dressed in rags, his bearing is extraordinary. Standing in the middle of the hall, he is neither humble nor arrogant, and he seems to be indifferent to honor and disgrace.
"Xiang Xiu?" Fang Zheng turned his head and made sure that he had never heard of this person's name before asking:
"May I ask where the old gentleman came from? Where are you going?"
"Come from anywhere, go everywhere." Xiang Xiu looked up, he was not young, but his voice had an inexplicable sense of power:
"Master Fang, why bother asking? You are in trouble now. If you can't solve it, I'm afraid your life and fortune will be at stake. I can help you."
"Oh!" Fangzheng's expression was half a smile but not a smile:
"Why did the old man say that? Why didn't Fang know that he was in such trouble?"
"Hmph!" Xiang Xiu snorted softly:
"Mr. Fang asked the question knowingly. You have violated the taboo of expelling education by buying golden thread carp in a big way, and it has attracted countless masters to worry about it."
"That is a treasure that will help Great Zhou Tianwu Master advance to the realm of no leaks. You don't think that what happened last night can scare others?"
"Last night was just a test, the master is still behind!"
"It's true."
He arched his hands and continued:
"As far as the old man knows, two great Zhou Tian martial masters have already arrived in Gu'an County, and I'm afraid they will attack the other party's house in the near future."
"Even though there are sorcerers in Fangfu, I'm afraid they can't stop these two!"
"Huh?" Fangzheng narrowed his eyes:
"Da Zhou Tian Martial Master?"
"Not bad!" Xiang Xiu's voice sank:
"If there are golden thread carps appearing nearby, I'm afraid that not only the Great Zhou Tianwu Masters, but even the masters who have already proved the realm of no leaks will rush over."
"Unexpectedly, Fang's actions caused such a big trouble." Fangzheng sighed softly:
"Xiang Lao, in your opinion, what should we do?"
"First, stop buying golden thread carp." Xiang Xiu looked at Fang Zheng, first raised a finger, and then raised another finger:
"Second, send someone to the platoon teaching branch to give a generous gift and explain the reason."
"Third, Liwei!"
"If Xiang Mou personally fights, he can make an appointment to fight a Great Zhou Tian Martial Master on behalf of Mr. Fang, and this old man can guarantee that the other party will admit defeat."
"At that time, Paijiao will know that Mr. Fang is a tough guy, and it's not worth fighting for a few gold threads, so he will give up."
"As for the others..."
He snorted coldly:
"There is a sorcerer and a great Zhou Tianwu practitioner, who would dare to provoke them?" "Crack!"
"Clap!"
Fang Zheng tapped his palms with a look of admiration on his face:
"Xiang Laoyan is right. This plan is brave and strategic, retreating in order to advance. It is just right. As expected... ginger is still hotter than old!"
"My lord agreed?" Xiang Xiu raised an eyebrow.
"Wait!" Fang Zheng waved his hand and said:
"Xiang Lao has worked hard for Fang, but he doesn't know what he wants? Don't say anything, no one will believe it."
"Young Master Fang, speak quickly." Xiang Xiu cupped his hands:
"After this matter is over, Xiang must live in Fang's mansion for the elderly, with a monthly payment of ten taels of silver, and Wang's family's Crane Crane Nine Heavens Divine Art!"
"What's a mere ten taels of silver if you can invite a Great Zhou Tian Martial Master?" Fangzheng smiled:
"As for the Crane Jue Nine Heavens Divine Art..."
"The inheritance method of the Wang family should be in the hands of the Wang family, how could it be in Fang's hands?"
"Mr. Fang, Xiang Mou knows a thing or two about who was involved in the destruction of the Wang family." Xiang Xiu snorted softly when he heard the words:
"What happened to this matter, you and I know it well."
"Hmm..." Fangzheng pursed his lips:
"Let's not mention this matter for now, but at Xiang Lao's age, the foundation of martial arts has already been established, so it may be too late if you want to switch to another cultivation?"
As he spoke, he looked thoughtfully at the young boy beside him.
"I don't ask for this merit for myself, but for my apprentice." Sure enough, Xiang Xiu looked down at Yuan Zhong and said:
"The level of the old man's method is too low, and it is a coincidence that he has come to this day. The talent is extraordinary. I don't want him to go my wrong way."
"The Crane's Nine Heavens Magic Technique has some connection with Lao Chan's inheritance. It can be easily modified without damaging the foundation. If you can get it...it would be the best."
"So it is!" Fangzheng understood clearly:
"but……"
"Since the Golden Thread Carp can attract so many masters to covet, how can Fang believe that Mr. Xiang is not one of them?"
Gaining trust first, and then looking for opportunities to turn against each other, this kind of thing has happened before, not to mention that the two did not know each other before.
Not to mention trust.
Xiang Xiu was silent.
After a pause, Fang said:
"What does it matter if you believe it or not? If you don't have Xiang, how will Mr. Fang deal with Master Zhou Tian? Believe me, I can give it a go."
"That's true." Fangzheng nodded, and said:
"It's not that Fang can't trust Xiang Lao, but..., Xue Yang, go and learn about senior's methods."
"Yes!"
Xue Yang, the leader of Fangfu Nursing Academy, took a step forward, clasped his hands together:
"Senior, please advise!"
"Oh?"
Xiang Xiu tilted his head, looked at Xue Yang and nodded slowly:
"Alright."
As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the youth next to him fluttered up and landed in the corner of the room, landing silently, obviously showing a kind of tenderness.
This method of lifting weights seems simple, but it is actually very difficult.
Xue Yang narrowed his eyes and drank in a low voice:
"Please!"
"Peng!"
Cracks appeared on the bluestone ground under his feet, and Xue Yang jumped several meters away like a fierce tiger leaping from the forest.
He dodged and forced himself in front of the opponent, then swung his arm and whipped him out.
Tiger tail cut!
The tiger is the king of beasts and the most powerful.
Many boxing techniques have the meaning of tigers. Although these types of boxing are good and bad, they are all fierce and fierce without exception.
Xue Yang's body brushed against the air, like a tiger descending a mountain, and the air waves and strong wind brought up even Yuan Zhongdao's clothes in the corner were blown up.
The slap of the whip hit the air, causing a loud crisp sound, as if a car had blown a tire.
Such mighty strength is truly invincible.
The three guard leaders of Fang Mansion, Xue Yang, Zhao ZY, and Yu Pei are all martial masters who have cultivated true qi, and Xue Yang is the most powerful.
"it is good!"
Xiang Xiu nodded slightly, and raised one hand upwards.
His movements seem to be slow, but he strikes first, like a heavenly king Tota, right on the arm thrown by Xue Yang.
"Peng!"
The two collided, and their energy dissipated silently.
Xue Yang's heart was beating wildly, and he roared furiously, his body instantly turned into a spinning top, swinging his hands and falling down like a violent storm.
His hand is in the shape of a tiger, with punches, claws, whips, palms... infinite changes, and his arms are like steel maces, attacking the opponent crazily.
Where the two of them were, a strong wind howled.
Xue Yang turned into an afterimage, and his waving arms pumped out a lot of energy, and when he landed on the ground, he hit the hard bluestone with a lot of marks.
Even a reinforced concrete wall can be shattered in front of it.
If it falls on people, the consequences can be imagined.
"Ok?"
Xiang Xiu raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she hadn't expected the opponent's punches to be so fierce, but a sneer appeared on her face for a moment.
"Peng!"
His palm was Hunyuan, his arms circled and swiped, and he drew a circle in front of him, and all the punches that struck him were included in it.
Immediately, the arm shook slightly, and the energy compressed to the extreme was about to explode.
Ok?
Just when he was about to fight back, a sharp saber intent suddenly emerged in his perception, Xiang Xiu's eyes changed, and his moves changed and his arms were raised slightly.
"Peng!"
Xue Yang's body trembled violently, his whole body was numb and weak, and he was thrown out and landed heavily.
"Master."
He was ashamed and knelt on one knee:
"Subordinates are incompetent, embarrassing to the boss!"
"It's normal to lose to a great Zhou Tian martial artist. It would be surprising if you win." Fangzheng waved his hand indifferently, and said:
"Xiang Lao is really capable, admire, admire!"
"Please take a seat."
Xiang Xiu looked squarely at Fang, her eyes flickered, and she cupped her hands and sat down.
"I am happy to see Xiang Lao today."
Fangzheng clapped his hands:
"Drink!"
"Everyone sit together, Fang Mansion is entirely dependent on your support, let's drink together today."
"Thank you, Master!"
Xue Yang and the others bowed their hands together.
…………
It was dark.
Xiang Xiu pulled the young Yuan Zhongdao into the carriage.
The rutted wheels drove towards a nearby restaurant.
"master."
Yuan Zhongdao lifted the curtain of the car, looked curiously at the Fang Mansion, and asked:
"Master Fang doesn't want us?"
"Our origins are unknown, and no one has recommended us. Heading to Fang Mansion rashly will inevitably arouse suspicion, so we should let it go." Xiang Xiu closed his eyes and said slowly:
"But don't worry, he will need a teacher."
"That is." Yuan Zhongdao said with a smile:
"Master, you are an old man with great means and great strength. It is the blessing of that Mr. Fang that you are willing to retire in a small place like Fangfu."
"Yeah." Xiang Xiu snorted softly, and then a little suspicion appeared on her face:
"Having said that, but... that Mr. Fang is not simple at all. No wonder he became the top tycoon in Gu'an County in just a few years."
"Really?" Yuan Zhongdao looked sideways:
"I don't see how powerful he is, but he is rich for sure."
Xiang Xiu shook his head gently.
When he was performing martial arts with Xue Yang, he planned to show his prestige by playing tricks, but he was interrupted by a fierce saber intent.
That saber intent...
Very strong!
'It seems that this Mr. Fang has hidden some tricks, no wonder he dared to buy up the golden thread carp wantonly, knowing that there is a Great Zhou Tian Wushi coming. '
'But after all, he is just a rich man from a small place. He has not yet seen the methods of cultivating people. He will only wake up after suffering a big loss. '
"master."
Yuan Zhongdao was honest for a while and then asked:
"Do we have to get the Nine Heavens Divine Art? Is there no other place to get it besides Fangfu?"
"It's the Crane Jue Nine Heavens Divine Art!"
Xiang Xiu's voice was solemn, and said again:
"There are four families who acquired the Crane Nine Heavens Divine Art. The two in Santai County have complicated backgrounds. If you want to acquire it, you may have to spend a lot of effort."
"Linghu'an from the Linghu family is very capable, and he is not as good as a teacher..."
"Only Fangzheng has a chance."
"Looking at his words and deeds today, he must have acquired the Crane Nine Heavens Divine Kungfu. This technique was originally a technique inherited from Tian'an Temple. Later, Tian'an Temple was breached by a group of water bandits, and it fell into the hands of the old man of the Wang family for some reason. Learn in one continuous line."
He opened his eyes, eyes full of fanaticism:
"Even the Wang family didn't know that the Crane Nine Heavens Divine Art was mediocre at first, but it became stronger as it went on. Not only can it prove the true body without leaks, but if it can break through the No.13 level..."
"It can even prove to be a martial arts master!"
Martial arts masters, Daoist masters, possessing unpredictable means, all of them are the top figures in the world.
Having said that, Xiang Xiu shook his head and sighed softly.
Although Yuan Zhongdao is very talented, he is already satisfied with being able to cultivate the true body without leaks, and the master of martial arts can only think about it.
"Crane Jue Nine Heavens Divine Art?"
"Martial arts master!"
Young Yuan Zhongdao's eyes lit up, and he murmured that a seed had been planted in his heart.
*
*
*
night.
The moonlight was hidden behind dark clouds, and the stars were dim.
A figure quietly left Fang Mansion, hid in the dark, avoided the patrolling soldiers and yamen servants in the city, and headed towards the south city.
Soon.
Somewhere in South City.
"Da da……"
A figure knocked on the courtyard door.
"Who?"
A cold inquiry came from inside, followed by the sound of a sword being unsheathed.
"It's me." The figure whispered:
"Zhao ZY."
"Brother Zhao." The door opened, and one person showed surprise:
"You are here, please come in quickly, the two seniors have just arrived."
"I just got the news that the seniors are coming, so Zhao came here at night." Zhao Zy nodded and walked towards the inner hall.
When they came to the inner hall, there were two people sitting opposite each other and discussing something.
Seeing the two of them, he hurriedly clasped his hands together:
"Little Zhao ZY, I have met two seniors."
"No need to be polite." One of them, with fair hair and childish face, raised one hand in vain, and an invisible force gently lifted Zhang ZY:
"Xiao Zhao, you have a heart."
"Don't dare." Zhao ZY was excited:
"It's a villain's honor to be able to serve seniors."
"Senior Mi, a Great Zhou Tian Martial Master came to Fangfu today, claiming to be Xiang Xiu, this person wants to join Fangfu to fight against us."
"Xiang Xiu?" Senior Mi frowned slightly, looking at the other person:
"Brother Yang, do you know this person?"
Master Zhou Tianwu is a master no matter where he is placed, he has a certain reputation, but the world is so big that he cannot know all of them.
"Hmm..." Brother Yang groaned, touched his chin and said:
"A few years ago, there was a great Zhou Tian martial artist named Xiang Xiu in Changtu Mansion. It is said that this person had to leave because he offended a certain wealthy family."
"Xiao Zhao, tell me about today's situation."
"Yes."
Zhao ZY should be.
Immediately, he described what happened in Fang's mansion today, focusing on Xiang Xiu's appearance and his opinions raised by Fang Zheng.
"He should be right."
Brother Yang nodded:
"Qianyuan Zhang Xiangxiu, this person's palm technique is quite good, if he is an enemy... Brother Mi may not be able to win."
"If he really joins Fangfu, it will indeed be a trouble."
"Hmph!" Senior Mi snorted coldly:
"He's just a desperate dog. As a great Zhou Tianwu master, he doesn't even dare to go to the capital. He wants to retire in such a small place."
"It's fine if he ignores it, but if he really dares to provoke him..."
"He will regret coming to this world!"
Brother Yang raised his eyebrows, wanting to remind the other party that Xiang Xiu was by no means an easy person, but thinking of the other party's character, he shook his head to suppress the impulse in his heart.
and……
Xiang Xiu is not bad, but the two of them are not weak, and they will not really be afraid of him!
"Zhao ZY."
He turned his gaze and looked at Zhao ZY:
"Have you ever found out, who is the sorcerer in Fangfu?"
"Return to senior." Zhao ZY hurriedly handed over his hands, with a strange look in his eyes, and replied:
"It's different from what I thought before. According to Zhao's investigation during this period of time, there may not be any mysterious mages in Fangfu."
"Nonsense." Senior Mi shouted:
"Without a mage, what happened that day?"
"Senior, calm down." Zhao ZY hastily explained:
"Although there is no mage in Fangfu, Fangzheng himself seems to be proficient in magic, and he even moved an altar from Sanqing Temple."
"Oh!"
Brother Sheep touched his chin with his hand, his face thoughtful:
"A martial artist who is proficient in magic, with the help of the power of the altar, it is not impossible to pretend to be a mage, so it makes sense."
"And that Ben Lei Shou Wen Tailai..."
"Senior." Zhao ZY spoke again:
"I have been inspecting the Fang Mansion for a long time, but I have never seen this person before. In my humble opinion, Wen Tailai, the Thunder Hand, may have left Gu'an County long ago."
The two nodded.
This should be true.
Since the Wang family was wiped out, Ben Leishou Wen Tailai hadn't shown up nearby in the past few months, and it was very likely that he would go far away.
"There is no thunderbolt hand, no mage, and there are guards who cooperate with each other."
Senior Mi sneered:
"Fang Mansion, isn't it within your reach!"
"Exactly!"
Zhao ZY nodded heavily, with fanaticism on his face:
"Fangfu hides gold and silver, and the wealth of the family property is beyond everyone's expectations. I saw boxes of silver being moved out of the backyard with my own eyes."
"Fang's surname is not just Fangci's business!"
"His family background is astonishingly thick!"
"Some people say that Fangzheng was born in a wealthy family, and he only fled here because of the decline of his family." Senior Mi stroked his beard and said:
"To be able to lay down such a foundation in a few years, it is impossible to say that there is no family background. Maybe the good things left by his family when they were rich are all in Fangfu."
"If you can get it..."
"Great!"
"Don't forget the golden thread carp." Brother Yang said:
"Many people in the teaching line are waiting in line. These spirit fishes will help you advance without leaks. With one more martial artist without leaks, my teaching strength will also increase."
That's the case, but the two of them didn't get too excited when they mentioned this matter.
Gein and the others are very old, and there is no possibility to go further, even if they get the golden thread carp, they will not be able to use it.
"The day after tomorrow."
Senior Mi spoke slowly:
"The time is chosen in the early morning, when the patrolling soldiers are exhausted, the streets are sparsely populated, and it is difficult for ghosts and ghosts to exert their strength."
"At that time, I will break into Fang's mansion, and you lead people to defect, when..."
"Peng!"
unexpected,
Senior Mi's chest exploded while he was explaining things to himself, and the broken internal organs, blood-stained bone stubble, and large pieces of flesh and blood flew across the room, splashing all over the room.
The field fell into a deadly silence.
"Uh……"
Senior Mi's body swayed, his eyes were dazed, and he looked down.
But see.
His chest turned into a big hole, transparent from front to back, and the five internal organs inside disappeared, with only some broken bones supporting the body.
what happened?
how come?
"Pfft!"
The upper body of his body fell from the chair to the ground, and the lower body of the body was already sitting upright. The endless darkness completely drowned his consciousness.
until this time.
"what!"
The exclamation sounded.
"Peng!"
Brother Yang's figure appeared beside the window sash, his face pale, looking at his empty left arm with horror, his body trembling wildly.
He tried his best, but...
The speed of the attacking thing is unimaginably fast, even the speed of sound transmission is slower, and the murderous intent is so restrained that it is almost impossible to detect it.
"Peng!"
In the dark night, muffled gunshots sounded again.
Brother Yang's figure flickered, and he fled towards the outside of the house. He let out a miserable scream in mid-air, his legs were broken from the middle, and he fell to the ground.
"what!"
"my leg……"
"who is it?"
"who is it?"
He fell to the ground and screamed miserably, the pain surged up, and his voice was full of panic.
in the room.
Zhao ZY's body trembled, his face was pale, and he looked around, wanting to escape from this place, but his legs remained motionless as if rooted.
hidden weapon?
What hidden weapon could kill two great Zhou Tianwu masters and seriously injure them in the blink of an eye?
"It is rumored that Fang Zheng has a powerful hidden weapon in his hand. Once hit by it, even a martial artist will not be able to survive."
Once upon a time, someone's advice came to his mind.
Is it?
impossible!
Although the hidden weapon in Fangzheng's hands is powerful, it is impossible to be so terrifying. Otherwise, how could he be suppressed by others in the first place?
"Da da……"
Footsteps sounded, getting closer and closer, the sound was gentle, but it was like a heavy hammer, soundless but with great force hitting the heart.
Zhao ZY was short of breath and broke out in cold sweat.
"Wow!"
The familiar ghost whistle sounded, followed by screams from outside the house, including the secret whistle hidden in the dark and the person who opened the door.
It's him!
It's really him!
Zhao ZY's face was pale, and he turned to look at the door.
"crunch..."
The door hinge turned, the voice was hoarse, the door was slowly pushed open, and a slender and burly figure came into view, it was Fang Zheng impressively.
He was carrying something on his back, with a strange shape, with a handle and trigger at one end, and a long iron pipe at the other end.
"It's you?"
Fang Zheng looked at Zhao ZY, shook his head and sighed softly:
"It's a pity that I valued it very much at the beginning. You really let me down."
"Fang... the boss." Zhao ZY's knees softened, and he knelt down slowly:
"Forgive me!"
"Forgive me?" Fangzheng shook his head:
"Who will spare me?"
"Boss." Zhao ZY looked up:
"I was also forced. I have a wife and children in their hands. If I don't work hard for them, my wife and children will die..."
"Shh!"
Before he finished speaking, his body suddenly bounced off the ground, like a spring that had been compressed to the extreme and suddenly exploded, and a dagger appeared in his hand.
The extreme speed allowed him to stab forward lightly in time, and it could also stab a person's heart to the bone.
Go all out for a sneak attack, even a steel plate can poke a hole.
"Go to hell!"
Zhao ZY roared in his mouth.
He couldn't see the slightest pity or copper coins in Fang Zheng's eyes, but there was only extreme coldness, like looking at another dead person.
That's it,
It's better to fight hard.
"boom!"
There seemed to be a sudden light in the field.
Like thunder suddenly.
Zhao ZY opened his eyes in shock.
Fangzheng in front of him took a step forward to meet him, stretched out his big hand, his five fingers seemed to be curved but not curved, and the terrifying power of thunder exploded.
The ground under his feet was burnt black by the electric light, and the iron objects in the room bounced on their own as if they were stimulated by some kind of stimulus, and even the whole room shook.
"Peng!"
The big hand landed on the top of Zhao ZY's head, and the power of thunder that destroyed everything rushed along the top of the head to the soles of the feet in an instant.
Really hard work.
The meridians are broken every inch.
The internal organs are twisted into minced meat.
"It's... you..." Zhang ZY opened his mouth, and a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes:
"Running Thunder Hand..."
"Pfft!"
The body fell to the ground, lifeless.
Fangzheng scanned the audience, rummaged through the corpse of Senior Mi, found a few objects and put them in his arms, and stepped towards the screaming man outside the house.
After a while.
The screaming stopped abruptly.
The howling of the ghosts suddenly rose, and another resentful soul successfully advanced, and the combined forces of the four ghosts were no longer weak than the ordinary Great Zhou Tian Wushu.
(End of this chapter)
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