Lord of the night.

Chapter 734 This relationship is very strong [Additional chapters 81 82 83 for the Golden Alliance Leader Wise Haichen]

Feng Dao's face twisted and distorted.

He knew that this guy's main purpose of speaking in profound and shallow terms was to hurt him.

But there is no way.

Who made me misjudge? Who offended me?
Hearing Fang Che talking endlessly, he knew he had no choice but to give in, so he hugged Fang Che's shoulders and laughed: "I was wrong... okay? I'm sorry... okay brother... my dear brother, I'm blind... I've become a joke, what else do you want from me?"

He held Fang Che's shoulders and slapped them hard, making a deafening sound.

He was a Saint King of the ninth rank, and he slapped Fang Che's shoulder until it became numb.

A smile on his face, a word of flattery, a word of apology, and a word that became a threat. In short, all kinds of means are used together, and the ultimate goal is only one: you can't be angry with me.

Fang Che certainly wasn't really angry with him. He squinted his eyes and said sarcastically, "You've become a joke. Isn't that your own fault? What does it have to do with me? Oh, by the way, do you think my relationship is good enough?"

When the squad leaders and the people nearby heard this, they tried hard to hold back their laughter.

It's rare to see my majestic, elegant and handsome wolf head being treated like this...

Feng Dao's face flushed red, and he patted Fang Che's shoulder even harder: "Hard! Really hard! Really too hard! It's so hard!"

"That's okay."

Fang Che said lightly: "I'm really worried that my relationship is not good enough...I can't do anything for you..."

Feng Dao laughed and said awkwardly: "Go back and drink?! Brothers, who wants to drink? It depends... The deputy captain has some good wine."

Before the cheers started, Fang Che said, "You said you... don't be embarrassed. You even said the word guanxi, and changed it to vice-captain. From now on, just call him guanxi. Don't be polite."

Suddenly there was laughter everywhere.

Feng Dao was ashamed, but in a good mood. He felt both embarrassed and happy, and laughed endlessly with a red face.

Wolf Heart sighed: "Boss, your relationship... I think it will leave an eternal legend in our Guardian Continent."

Feng Dao suddenly came to his senses and said angrily, "I am warning you, after we get out, no one is allowed to say anything to me. If anyone does, don't blame me for being rude! My name, Feng Dao, cannot be ruined by you!"

Langya smiled bitterly: "We won't say anything, but whether the relationship will be revealed...we can't control that..."

Feng Dao came to his senses and immediately put his arm around Fang Che's shoulders, grinning and saying, "Brother, I will clear your name when I get back, and then we will become sworn brothers. So let the past be the past."

"That can't be done."

Fang Che said, "There are so many brothers here. If we want to become sworn brothers, let's do it together. If I show favoritism, I'm afraid people will say I'm playing tricks again."

Become sworn brothers together?
Feng Dao's face twisted.

Eighty percent of the people here are my own Feng family members, both direct and collateral descendants, and the youngest ones call me grandpa.

Several of my grandfathers, uncles and great-grandfathers are also in there.

I have so many nephews and grandchildren, and you want me to become sworn brothers with them?

Isn't this a bastard?

If I get out, I will be skinned alive by the Feng family ancestor, and then I will grow back and be skinned again, and I will be skinned for decades...

Feng Dao put his arm around Fang Che's shoulders and sighed, saying, "Brother, tell me what we should do."

Fang Che said indifferently: "The name Guanxi is very good. I like it very much. I will call it Guanxi for the rest of my life."

Feng Dao was dumbfounded: "Does this mean that I can't live like this in this life?"

"nonsense!"

Fang Che glared and said, "You can give me the name Guanxi, but I ask you, can I still get this name in my life?"

It’s impossible.

Feng Dao was well aware of this.

He raised his hand and slapped himself a few times.

Let you talk dirty again!
He hadn't said anything mean for hundreds of years, but he did it just this once and it became a black record.

If time could go back and he could return to the time when they met in the hall, Feng Dao swore that he would worship Fang Che, become sworn brothers with him, and then considerately give him the name of the King of Heaven!
As long as I can avoid being so embarrassed now and leave behind an anecdote that will be laughed at for generations, I will do anything!
But now, it's too late.

From now on, the word "relationship" will surely become popular in mainland China.

"What's your connection? What connection can be stronger than Feng Dao's?"

Needless to say, this came out absolutely straight away.

To get something done, you need connections. People will instinctively ask: Which connection? Is it Feng Dao's connection or just an ordinary connection?

Feng Dao sighed and said, "One misstep can lead to eternal regret."

Langya and the others laughed so hard that they almost weakened.

As soon as Guanxi made a move, he madly killed 31 opponents. Especially when that flying knife appeared, Langya and others saw the life-saving talisman at once!

Invincible in both long-range and close-range attacks!
It turned out to be an omnipotent being. Such a being was simply invincible in this secret realm.

Even if he is much stronger than him, he can still save his life. Moreover, if his teammates are in danger, the flying knife can appear at any time and anywhere!

This is simply a super nanny!
Therefore, everyone's excitement has not yet erupted. We need to go back to the cave, summarize it carefully, and explore the advantages of this person's long-range and near-range killing, and then we can really explode.

Such an existence is even stronger than Captain Feng Dao.

Because Feng Dao can only kill his opponents at most, but he cannot save people from a long distance, as he is out of reach.

But the relationship is different.

Everyone surrounded Fang Che and Feng Dao and returned to the cave. It was still warm as spring in the cave.

The previous piece of luck stone is still emitting heat. Today is only the seventh day, and there are still three days for it to dissipate. Now, another piece has been added.

The three hundred or so people inside who were still practicing hard had no idea what was happening.

Because when the luck stone is inlaid, it will emit a lot of spiritual power. This is helpful for cultivation.

"Children!"

Feng Dao roared in a domineering manner.

It woke everyone up instantly.

It has been a long time since I saw Feng Dao so high-spirited, which means he is in a very good mood.

If that's the case, then it must be a huge good thing.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes widened.

"Let's drink tonight. Let's drink our vice-captain's good wine and celebrate his success!"

Feng Dao said excitedly: "The deputy captain has won 124 merits today alone, plus a piece of luck stone, setting a new record for individual battles in our secret realm. It's worth celebrating!"

"Everyone applaud!"

Everyone in the cave was bewildered.

One man's strength, one hundred and twenty-four merits?

This... is he a god?
One of them stood up with a grin on his face, incredulous: "Just him? Connection? Connection killed thirty-one people today? This is impossible? Is there a collective plague on the other side?"

"Shut up!"

Feng Dao and several squad leaders shouted together, "You have to call him deputy captain!"

The three hundred or so people were like ducks struck by lightning, staring with their eyes wide open and their mouths open, looking confused.

"Welcome the deputy captain to say a few words. Let's applaud!" Feng Dao applauded.

The three hundred or so people below all looked at a loss.

Clapping instinctively, with a confused look on his face, when did our Wolf Head become so funny? Hasn't he always been elegant and steady? Now... why is he like this? Even the quacks are coming out?

Fang Che came on stage.

He smiled faintly and said calmly, "It was just a matter of killing the enemy. It was a lucky achievement. Maybe you taught them too many lessons in the past, so they were afraid instinctively, and I took advantage of them... It may not be so easy in the future. We can't underestimate the enemy. We must be on high alert in the future..."

"But we won the rookie battle this time and got a piece of luck stone. We are lucky. The other side underestimated us, so the three people they sent out were not very strong..."

The three hundred people below suddenly realized: Oh...it turns out that we won the rookie battle.

The cheeks of Feng Dao Lang Ya and others next to them kept twitching.

My eye sockets kept twitching.

Only those who have seen the battle on the battlefield with their own eyes can truly understand this feeling: Is this... is this really human language?

"Of course, we won today, so I'm happy. So I'll offer a few bottles of wine for everyone to have fun."

Fang Che said: "Of course, I don't know the situation here, so I didn't bring much wine. Just give it as a token of your appreciation."

As he spoke, he touched the space ring with his finger.

Bang, bang, bang, twenty large jars were thrown out.

Each jar weighs 100 kilograms.

This is the spiritual wine that Yan Beihan gave to Fang Che. It is the top-grade spiritual wine of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect, and Fang Che doesn’t have much left now.

There are less than ten jars left in the space ring.

When entering the secret realm, there was enough space in the space ring, so I didn't throw it out.

"This wine, if you drink it, it can improve your cultivation a little bit, so..."

Before Fang Che finished speaking, Feng Dao stepped forward and asked, "Spiritual wine?"

"Yes."

"How smart is it?"

"If you drink it for the first time... it should be able to increase your cultivation by a few years. I mean the general cultivation outside." Fang Che explained.

"How many years has it taken you to cultivate to this level?" Feng Dao's eyes widened.

"Correct."

"Grass!"

Feng Dao immediately rushed forward: "What a waste. There are about 700 people in total. Drink four jars first and save the rest. Everyone drink half a catty first!"

"How can such a good thing be wasted like this?"

For people in the secret realm, once they enter, they will be completely isolated from the world.

No matter how wealthy a young man from a noble family is, the things he brings in will not last for a few days: the smallest secret realm has five or six hundred people.

How many days can your personal supplies last?

Once the door is closed, it will be at least a month. Even if the door is opened, we have to go out to get supplies and come back immediately.

And this place is tens of thousands of miles away from the interior of the continent...

The shortage of supplies has reached an extreme level.

The supplies sent by the headquarters are certainly good stuff, but... they are generally used mainly for healing and practicing martial arts. Under normal circumstances, they will be basically consumed before the end of a month!
You don't want to consume, but the enemy forces you to consume.

Wine... even the most common inferior wine is a rare commodity here. What's more, spiritual wine?
When Feng Dao heard that this wine actually had such an effect, his heart ached so much that his liver was trembling.

Wait for the first jar of wine to be opened.

When the rich spiritual energy rushed out like an explosion, Feng Dao regretted it even more. He yelled like a miser and wanted to take back the two jars.

But no matter how hard they tried, the four jars of wine had already been opened.

These guys haven't been treated like this for a long time. They pretended not to hear and opened the wine, then with embarrassed and flattering smiles on their faces, they took out their big bowls in their hands without any hesitation.

Some people desperately use their spiritual energy to brush their own big bowls.

"Hey Hey……"

Everyone was laughing awkwardly.

But the desire in his eyes was not concealed at all.

The wine has a strong aroma.

Many people, whether they were old drunkards or not, were swallowing their saliva.

Feng Dao's face turned pale: "You...you are really wasting...this wine can save lives at the critical moment!"

Fang Che said, "It's alright, let's have a good drink. It's a rare chance for us to be rich."

Feng Dao was furious and said, "This will not happen again!"

“Hit, hit, hit!”

Everyone suddenly felt relieved and became very excited.

Langya let out a strange cry: "Pour the wine!!"

Just pick up the jar.

Feng Dao roared to maintain order: "Be steady, half a bowl per person, don't spill it... Don't push, damn it, don't push!... Are you hungry wolves? You have ruined the reputation of the Feng family!"

"Team one, go first! Half a bowl each! Half a bowl! Half a bowl is too much!"

"Also, pay tribute to the heroic souls!"

The aroma of wine suddenly rose.

The spiritual energy also suddenly exploded.

Everyone felt relaxed before drinking, and many of the scars from injuries felt itchy and comfortable.

One team arrived first, each holding half a bowl of wine and drooling.

A pair of hands were as steady as an eagle's claws, not daring to spill a single drop.

But the saliva in his mouth flowed into a long river, and some of the saliva was not swallowed in time and dripped directly into a puddle on the ground.

"Why don't you drink it? Isn't it already here?"

Fang Che asked.

"Hehe... wait until everyone has had some, let's drink together."

The wolf face chuckled and looked at the field.

Fang Che was in awe: "Not bad, you still remember to consider the feelings of your comrades."

"That's just one aspect."

Wolf Face chuckled, "The main thing is that I drank it all in one gulp, and others still have some... I'm jealous... but I'm too embarrassed to grab some, so why not drink it together? Once everyone has some, we won't have to worry about it..."

Fang Che: “…Fuck!”

I was touched for nothing.

Finally, everyone has it.

There were also three bowls placed in front of the stone wall.

Fang Che and Feng Dao each had a whole bowl, full.

“Today is a big day!”

Feng Dao said: "Let the deputy captain say a few words, and then we'll start."

Everyone looked at Fang Che. "Please stop talking so much. I can't stand it..."

Fang Che raised his glass simply: "My words are all in the wine! Cheers!"

With a loud bang, the atmosphere exploded!

"The deputy captain's speech really touched my heart!" Everyone laughed.

They all raised their wine bowls and drank them all!

I just felt a ball of fire entering my mouth directly and began to nourish my internal organs and meridians all over my body. An explosive amount of spiritual energy suddenly rushed up from my dantian.

Everyone suddenly shut their mouths.

Seal the seven orifices.

Fear of leakage.

They all sat down cross-legged and began to digest, guiding this huge and pure spiritual energy into their meridians, circling around it and returning to their dantian, transforming into their own strength.

Everyone's face was flushed and their head was steaming.

After a long while, Feng Dao let out a long breath, pulled Fang Che aside and entered Fang Che's room: "Deputy Captain..."

“Let’s call it relationship.”

Feng Dao's eyeballs nearly popped out of his head and he choked and rolled his eyes.

Finally, he calmed down and said in a voice transmission: "Okay, this wine... is not simple."

"how?"

"It can strengthen your foundation, deepen your heritage, enhance your cultivation, and broaden your martial arts!"

Feng Dao's face was solemn: "You know, I am a direct descendant of the Feng family, the most direct one. I can enjoy any good things in the family, although my share is not much..."

"But we in the Feng family don't have wine like yours. Your wine has full coverage. It is useful even for the Saint Emperor, but anyone below the monarch level can drink it, and even the general and king level can drink it."

"Do you know what this means?"

Feng Dao said solemnly: "This is an opportunity you are giving away!"

Fang Che was a little dazed.

Because he himself didn't know these things, until Feng Dao talked about it today, he knew what Yan Beihan gave him. Yan Beihan gave him fifty jars of this kind of spiritual wine at once!
Five thousand pounds!
And later I gave it back several times.

This girl is really not stingy... Fang Che thought to himself.

In fact, this kind of wine was specially made by Yan Nan, the deputy chief leader of the Weiwo Zhengjiao Sect, in order to lay the foundation for his granddaughter.

It brings together the most precious materials in the world.

Because Yan Nan was afraid that his granddaughter would get tired of the elixir, and the medicinal soup had a smell. If it was all sweet, it would not be good for the child, and it would easily make her a fat child...

Finally decided to make wine.

Anyway, for people like us, drinking a little is no big deal.

After brewing successfully for a period of time, a warehouse of tens of thousands of jars was filled, and then the warehouse was given to Yan Beihan. In the warehouse, there were also various wines that Yan Nan had produced over the years...

The reason why Yan Beihan was so generous was because this warehouse... was basically her own.

It’s okay as long as it’s emptied.

The reason why Yan Beihan gave it to Ye Mo was because Ye Mo's foundation was too shallow and his background was too weak... Of course, this was in her opinion.

But she naturally did not expect that Fang Che's foundation had gradually become strong enough that he did not need this wine, and Fang Che himself did not like drinking very much.

I didn't think it was a good thing, I just shared it or gave it away...

"It's just chance."

Fang Che said indifferently: "Don't we have so many good men, and we don't deserve a few jars of wine?"

Feng Dao's eyes lit up when he heard this. He reached out and patted Fang Che's shoulder again: "Brother, I recognize you as my brother for the rest of my life!"

"That's really encouraging!"

"But if you say good things about our Feng family's children, try to avoid saying things like "good men". It will offend people."

Fang Che was stunned: "What?"

Feng Dao looked at him like an idiot: "Brother, you didn't do this on purpose, didn't you notice that there are a lot of girls here?"

Fang Che was truly shocked: "Girl? There is a girl here?"

Feng Dao: "...You really didn't see it?"

"I never thought about it at all!"

Fang Che stared in complete confusion: "There are actually women in a place like this!"

Feng Dao was speechless.

Fang Che was also speechless.

"Not only are there women, but most of them don't even have a husband."

Feng Dao said speechlessly.

"You Feng family are really amazing... What are girls doing in a place like this?"

Fang Che was shocked: "Is this a place for girls?"

"What are you talking about? As a member of the Feng family, you enjoy family treatment, eat and drink what others can't eat and drink since childhood, so women have the privilege of not having to fight? What kind of thinking is this? Your idea of ​​favoring boys over girls is really unacceptable!"

Feng Dao taught Fang Che a lesson: "Women of the Feng family can still go to the battlefield, kill the enemy, and leave a good reputation for eternity!"

"understood."

Fang Che asked humbly: "Can you point out to me which one is the female? How come all the women in your Feng family don't look obvious..."

Feng Dao was so angry that he cursed: "Fuck! Observe for yourself! Why isn't it obvious? Did you have these eyes for peeing?"

Fang Che: "..."

Outside, there was a breath of breakthrough.

Someone actually made a breakthrough after drinking half a bowl of wine.

Feng Dao was immediately excited: "Let me see who it is."

Then, the breakthrough auras occurred one after another. After an hour, more than a dozen people were pushed through by the sudden influx of spiritual energy.

Each of these people has been fighting here for many years, and their own cultivation has been polished to the extreme. Many people are only missing an opportunity to break through.

But as warriors all know, if this opportunity doesn’t come, some people may even be stuck for ten years!

The joy after the big victory, the relaxation of the mood, the joy of continuously obtaining the luck stones, plus the warm and comfortable environment, suddenly he drank another bowl of super spirit wine, and the spiritual energy suddenly exploded in his body...

The long-thirsty meridians in the body suddenly filled up...

Although he knew so many reasons, Feng Dao was still excited when more than a dozen people broke through at once.

When it comes to a breakthrough to this level, each level represents a huge improvement in combat power.

Even if one person's improvement means that this secret realm is a little safer. What about more than a dozen people at once?
"Relationship, you are the benefactor of our Feng family!"

Seeing so many advanced breakthroughs, Feng Dao's eyes filled with tears and he immediately held Fang Che's hand: "That's great!"

Fang Che shook his hand and said with a fake smile: "I am a member of your Feng family, so this is as it should be!"

“Ahahahaha…” Feng Dao patted Fang Che’s shoulder vigorously: “Now that this day has come, you can treat me however you want! Hahaha, what’s the relationship between us!”

"..."

There was thunderous cheers outside, and everyone was happy from the bottom of their hearts.

Because those who hadn't made a breakthrough also felt that their cultivation had improved. Including Feng Dao, they all had the same feeling.

The only person who felt nothing was Fang Che. He had already drunk too much, and drinking this spiritual wine only slightly increased his strength. He felt nothing at all.

But the vice-captain suddenly gained status.

We have all received his kindness and benefits, so how can we not respect him?

Moreover, people outside were talking about the glorious deeds of the deputy captain who slaughtered more than 30 saint-level masters of the Somali Orthodox Church in a single battle.

The person who was speaking was beaming with joy, while the person who was listening was shocked.

The look in Fang Che's eyes slowly changed from kindness to awe.

Especially in a place like this, force is the only option!

Suddenly the atmosphere became more joyful.

Some were lifted up and thrown into the air, some jumped around hugging each other, and some simply howled to the sky...

Fang Che watched coldly and examined it carefully.

It seems... there are really women here? Some... are obviously thinner, with thin waists and slightly more bulging breasts...

It's really not that obvious.

It's not Fang Che's fault that his eyesight was not good. First, he had never thought that there would be women here. Second, in such a cold place, everyone was basically wearing thick clothes. Although they were all advanced warriors, but... staying here for a few days might make them elegant, but staying here all year round...

People still wear as much as they can. So everyone is very bloated.

Each of them wore a thick hat, and some even had scarves covering half of their faces.

How can you tell this?

But after being reminded, Fang Che realized that those who covered their faces with scarves were basically suspects.

Especially if the scarf is red, purple or white, it is basically accurate.

As for the pink scarf, that’s a sure thing!

The crazy celebration came to an end.

Fang Che was standing aside, and a person wearing a pink scarf came over with excited eyes, and was about to hug Fang Che to express her gratitude.

"Girl, you can't hug me like that. It's not right for men and women to touch each other." Fang Che dodged in a hurry.

"girl?"

The pink scarf in front of him blinked and uttered a deep, magnetic baritone.

Fang Che: "???"

Pink Scarf pulled down his scarf, revealing a rough face and a thick beard as big as a black brush.

With a surprised look on his face, he said, "Relationship, are you too eager for women? You actually mistook me for your sister? This shouldn't happen. You've only been here for a few days."

There was a burst of laughter all around.

Fang Che had a dark look on his face.

He gritted his teeth and turned to look for Feng Dao, but he was nowhere to be seen.

He bet.

This was definitely arranged by that bastard Feng Dao, otherwise, it wouldn't make sense for such a thing to happen right after he told me there was a woman!
But I actually fell into this evil trap!

In the dark, Feng Dao crouched in the crowd to hide his body, and sent a message to the bearded man: "Well done!"

The bearded man showed a smug smile and said to the other party: "If the deputy captain can't help it, the brothers can grab one from the opposite side next time, or cut two pieces of meat to make a hole for the deputy captain..."

Suddenly, several voices started cursing at the same time: "Feng Ziqiao! You bastard! What bastard are you talking about!"

These voices are sharp, so they must really be from a woman.

The bearded Feng Ziqiao grovelled and apologized repeatedly: "Please forgive me, Third Aunt, please forgive me, Second Aunt, please forgive me, Fifth Aunt, it was my nephew who said it was too late, I didn't mean it that way..."

The expression on Fang Che's face at this moment was really unbearable to watch...

Finally, everyone started running out. After all, they had just improved their skills, and needed to fight against each other to adjust to their original fighting power and hone their skills through repeated tempering.

Here it is different from outside. A sudden improvement in your cultivation level can sometimes also be a flaw. If your movements cannot keep up or your speed suddenly exceeds the limit, the enemy can seize the flaw and kill you in one blow.

There won’t be any time to get used to it, so you have to make the most of it.

Suddenly, there were banging sounds outside.

Fang Che walked out to watch, and saw these guys sparring with each other without any bottom line, and they specifically hit the vital parts.

Feng Dao watched from the side with his arms folded.

In the past, those who did not do their job well would be kicked hard, regardless of gender, age, or seniority.

Some of the people at home who needed to be called grandpa, aunt, or grandma were also kicked down by him mercilessly.

Fang Che sighed.

If Feng Xiangdong came here and saw Grandpa Feng Dao, whom he described as 'elegant, easy-going, steady and unrestrained', behaving like a living bandit, I wonder what he would think?
But thinking of Feng Xiangdong, Fang Che suddenly felt that Feng Dao's request to become sworn brothers seemed to require some consideration.

And, sooner rather than later.

What if this guy suddenly breaks through to the level of Saint Emperor and is repelled?
Fang Che frowned and thought.

Feng Dao saw him standing by the side, his eyes suddenly turned, and he walked forward: "Deputy Captain..."

"Call it relationship."

“…A good relationship.”

The wind blade is also broken, it’s up to you.

I have been thick-skinned for so many years, how can a young boy like you imagine?
To squeeze me? To embarrass me?

It's embarrassing so it's embarrassing!
I don't care, as long as I can bring the Feng family members alive. If you can guarantee that none of them will die, you can make me kneel down and kowtow to you every day!

"Relationship, do you want to teach these guys a lesson?"

Feng Dao urged: "Let them see the vice-captain's unparalleled fighting style!"

Fang Che snorted and rolled his eyes, "I am only at the peak of the fourth rank of the Venerable. Although I have a deep foundation and accumulated enough experience, it is not difficult for me to fight against Saints of higher ranks. But for these high-ranking Saints, my cultivation is not enough. I can only make a fool of myself. Unless it is a life-and-death fight, I can win. But winning means life and death."

"Forget it then."

Feng Dao shook his head repeatedly.

I immediately gave up the idea.

He could tell that Fang Che was telling the truth.

This is actually the case. Although Fang Che can fight against opponents of higher levels, he can also kill high-level saints.

But Fang Che's cultivation was just as he said. With his current strength at the peak of the fourth rank of the Venerable, he could fight against a general genius of the third rank of the Saint without losing.

But if one exceeds the fourth or fifth level of Saint, or even higher, Fang Che's cultivation is not enough.

He could only use super clever moves such as the Hate Heaven Sword, Blood Spirit Sword, and Sky-supporting Sword, in conjunction with the Perfect Style, and then with the Fusion Momentum, plus the murderous aura of the two super demons, plus the two magical skills of the Nightmare and Night Demon, to kill them with one move.

This is his trump card.

This is also the reason why Fang Che has been killing enemies for such a long time, and it usually only takes a few moves to decide the outcome by killing enemies above his level. Moreover, he always uses weapons and basically never uses fists or feet.

Because fists and feet are basically useless...

A few moves could decide the outcome, and he could kill a ninth-grade Saint. But if they continued to fight, Fang Che would have to consider running away.

Of course, using the Blood Smoke Hand and having fresh blood at his disposal is another situation.

For example, if a genius like Xue Yihong reached the Saint level, Fang Che would not only fail to win with his current cultivation level, but would also likely lose. He didn't even need to be too high, a Saint of the first or second level would be enough to win.

After all, Xue Yihong is also a tough guy who can fight against Saints of the fifth or sixth level at the peak of the third level of the Venerable.

But there are few geniuses like Xue Yihong in the world.

There might not be 30 of them in the entire continent! This includes the numbers from both the Solitary Orthodox Church and the Guardians!

Feng Dao was also an intelligent man. Having seen Fang Che in action, he instantly understood what Fang Che said.

This killer doesn't practice martial arts for fitness, his purpose is to kill people!
Thinking of this, Feng Dao asked curiously: "Can I ask you a question? How many people have you killed?"

Fang Che calculated in his mind and said honestly, "More than 100 million?"

"Hehehe..."

Feng Dao stopped talking.

He rolled his eyes and went back to supervise.

You take me for an idiot!
Let alone killing more than one hundred million people, have you ever seen more than one hundred million people?
Fang Che watched for a while, then went back to sleep, honing his martial arts and practicing them over and over again in his mind.

Ever since he broke through to the Venerable level, he could clearly feel that his cultivation had not slowed down, but the amount of spiritual energy required for the Venerable realm was too great.

The amount of spiritual energy required at each level is much greater than that at the previous level. This is extremely obvious!
Especially now that he has been at the fourth level of the Venerable level for a long time and still has not broken through to the fifth level.

The fourth grade of the Venerable level has basically reached the threshold of the middle grade of the Venerable level. The spiritual energy required is more than doubled compared to the first, second and third grades.

This actually made Fang Che calm down completely and not be anxious or impatient.

Anyway, it’s only been half a month since I made any breakthrough, so there’s no rush.

If other people knew about this, they would probably be so jealous that they would be unrecognizable: most people who encounter this situation will be stuck for at least several years, and it is very likely that they will be stuck here for decades or even hundreds of years.

You haven't made a breakthrough in half a month and you think it's too slow...

Fang Che lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and his mind became empty.

in mind.

The Underworld Spear Technique was constantly being practiced. From time to time, a perfect spear style would fly out from the corner, blend into a new spear style, then repel each other, separate again, and then another style would enter, and all angles would begin to merge...

After a long time.

Mingshi floated out from the gun, gasping with his mouth open, looking exhausted.

In the consciousness arena, it has been replaced by Hades.

Then the Hades, the Underworld, and the Underworld Spirits all took turns, and Fang Che began to practice various techniques, activating them once with the Infinite Sutra, then activating his own techniques once, and then baptizing them once with the Infinite Sutra...

In the Dantian, spiritual energy turns into rain, dripping down drop by drop continuously.

Every time I fall, I can feel my soul trembling slightly. That is the faint sound of the Tao, roaring continuously.

Feng Dao passed by Fang Che's room and could feel the aura of understanding martial arts.

So he quietly and gently lowered the curtain at Fang Che's door.

There were no doors in the rooms here, only a thick curtain that completely covered the ground. When the curtain was lowered, it was pitch black - there was not even a window inside.

Feng Dao walked out, and everyone continued to practice their martial arts.

"The other side should be very honest in the next two days."

Everyone is guessing.

"Boss, how many people did Guanxi kill?"

"He said 100 million."

"Pfft hahahahaha..."

Everyone burst into laughter.

Feng Dao didn't smile, but looked thoughtful.

The laughter gradually died down: "Boss, what's wrong?"

"When he talked about killing over 100 million people, his expression was very calm. It was as if he had just drunk a bowl of boiled water."

Feng Dao said: "I was laughing at the time, but ever since he said that, I have been thinking about his expression. Because when I laughed, he looked at me."

"How to say?"

"That look was like a person from a big city looking at an old-fashioned person who has never seen the world. Or it was like a smart person looking at an idiot after being questioned for giving the correct answer."

(End of this chapter)