Full level ruthless person.

Chapter 394 Distress
Fang Zhixing understood and responded: "Since ancient times, good and evil have not coexisted. It is everyone's responsibility to eradicate evil practices."

After hearing this, Luo Wenchuan and the other five people couldn't help but beam with joy and praised one after another: "Like-minded heroes have the same vision."

Fang Zhixing nodded, waved his hand and said, "Take care of your injuries first, and we'll talk later. Oh, by the way, do you have a map with you?"

"Bring it!" Luo Wenchuan immediately took out a parchment roll from his arms and handed it over with a smile.

Fang Zhixing took it and looked at it carefully.

There are six words written on the top of the parchment: Geographic map of Jiezhou.

Obviously, this huge area was classified as a state, and the area was very vast, at least as big as three Danzhous.

On the map, Dajie Prefecture is divided into forty-eight counties.

Fang Zhixing quickly found the "Shanyang City" mentioned by Luo Wenchuan just now. It was located in "Shanyang County" and was an important place in the county.

But where is the old man in gray?
Fang Zhixing suddenly remembered that the deserted town had no name, and he had never asked Fan Haichao what the place where he lived in seclusion was called.

As soon as these words came out, Luo Wenchuan immediately scratched his eyes at the young man with a broken arm, who was so frightened that he quickly lowered his head and blushed.

Perhaps when the two meet again, Fan Haichao is already a withered bone in the tomb.

At least he's a martial artist...

Fang Zhixing also inquired: "I have lived in the mountains for a long time and don't understand the affairs of the world. I wonder what the situation is like in your Canghaimen?"

The faces of Luo Wenchuan and the other five people couldn't help but change, and they looked very shocked.

Luo Wenchuan and the other five people looked honored, and they took steps forward, as light as a swallow, and walked through the woods.

"I'm so hungry. Waiter, please bring the best wine and food you have here. Hurry up!"

Maybe he will never see Fan Haichao again in this life.

Luo Wenchuan and the other five toasted to Fang Zhixing one after another, and took the opportunity to inquire: "Senior, the martial arts you perform seems to be a stick technique, which is quite magical. I wonder which sect or family you come from?"

Finally, three Martial Kings and more than 20 Martial Sects were alerted to take action together, and then they killed the mortal python.

In the world of Martial Saints, great martial masters are not yet able to fly in the air. Only those above the Martial Master level can fly freely.

"Could the Shenzhen Sect that the seniors are referring to refer to the 'Shenzhen Massacre'?" the young man with a broken arm asked in surprise.

After twists and turns, they finally entered the official road, and then they encountered a post station.

Fang Zhixing even said: "That's what I mean, please show me the way."

The young man who was most seriously injured became a one-armed hero. He dug a hole, buried his broken arm, and let out a long sigh.

Fang Zhixing understood clearly and said calmly: "Back then, an elder from the Shenzhen Sect survived and lived in seclusion in my hometown to teach me martial arts.

After this battle, not even one of the ten Shenzhen sects remained, and the sect quickly withered and failed to recover. "

Without definite clues, it would be impossible to find the old man in gray in the vastness of the world.

"Senior Fang, since you are lost, how about you come back to Shanyang City with us to make plans?" Luo Wenchuan extended an invitation enthusiastically.

Fang Zhixing was not in a hurry to improve his cultivation, and planned to go to Shanyang City to see the situation first.

A group of people ran out of the barren mountains, and a rugged mountain road appeared in front of them, with nine twists and turns.

"You're welcome, please come this way."

After a while, Luo Wenchuan and the other five men took care of the injuries, and everyone was wrapped with bandages.

Fang Zhixing was silent for a while and replied: "Have you heard of Shenzhen Gate?"

The six people walked quickly into the inn lobby and sat down at a table.

Everyone suddenly came to their senses and marveled.

Speaking of which, everyone in the world has his own opportunities. Who would have thought that the Shenzhen Sect, which had long since disappeared, would suddenly have a powerful disciple appear again.

Not long after, three cold dishes and a pot of wine were served first, and everyone was eating and drinking.

He shuttled back and forth between the two worlds. Due to the change of entrance and exit, he might arrive in Tiannan the first time, and he might go to Beihai the next time, focusing on a random one.

When Fang Zhixing saw this, he followed him unhurriedly.

The young man with a broken arm responded: "More than fifty years ago, a world-destroying earthly giant python suddenly appeared in Shenzhen Gate, destroying eight counties in the 'Great Lakes State' in just a few days, causing millions of casualties.

Well, although the elder and I don't have the title of master and disciple, we have martial arts inheritance, so I can barely be regarded as half of the Shenzhen disciple. "

"..."

The six people stopped to rest, drank some tea, bought six more horses, and then rode forward.

Fang Zhixing squinted at the young man with the broken arm and said with a smile, "Tell me about the 'Shenzhen Massacre'."

Once you are promoted to Wuzong, you will truly soar into the sky and become a master.

This is Jianghu!
this is life!
Gathering and scattering are like duckweeds, life and death are like illusory foam.

Riding horses all the way, we arrived at a small town when it was getting dark and found an inn to stay.

"That's all, let's meet again when we have the chance." Fang Zhixing sighed softly in his heart.

"Okay!" The waiter hurried over to greet him, serving tea and cutting water.

It is precisely because of this that the realm of Wuzong has become the dividing line between the strong and the weak.

Luo Wenchuan immediately introduced with excitement: "Our Canghai Sect is one of the six sects in Jiezhou. We have many sects and many masters. The Wuzong alone has more than 20 sects."

"More than twenty..."

Fang Zhixing secretly smacked his lips. There were only eight heroic-level machines under Poseidon's command.

From this point of view, the overall strength of Canghai Sect may be far superior to Poseidon.

Although the world of Wusheng is full of disasters, the sect's foundation is really good.

At this time, a man in a raincoat in the corner of the hall raised his head, a pair of brown eyes flashing with a cold light, staring straight at Fang Zhixing and the other six, grinning.

After a while, he left his seat without saying a word and walked out of the inn quickly.

Fang Zhixing and the six of them had enough to eat and drink, and went back to their rooms to take a shower and sleep.

At midnight!

A group of people came quietly outside the inn, thirty-one people in total.

The leader was a bald man with a beard, a leopard head and eyes, a body full of flesh, and a face covered with pimples, like a toad.

If you look closely, you can see that all of them have that pimple on their face.

The man standing next to the bald and bearded man is none other than the coir raincoat guest.

"Master, the five descendants of the Canghai Sect are in this inn, and the murderer of your son, Luo Wenchuan, is also among them. They are all injured. In addition, there is a descendant of the Shenzhen Sect traveling with them. . ” said the coir raincoat guest with a face filled with excitement.

"it is good!"

The bald bearded man sneered, rolled up his sleeves, and said with murderous intent: "In a moment, follow my orders, you will take all the enchantments you are carrying and smack them into the inn."

"Yes!"

Thirty disciples each held a cloth bag and put on masks one after another.

They divided into four groups and crept around the inn, forming a siege.

"Throw!"

With an order, cloth bags flew up in the night sky, passed through the windows, and were thrown into various rooms.

The cloth bag hit the window edge, fell on the table, or rolled to the floor...

Then they all burst open!

bang bang bang~
A large amount of red smoke quickly filled the air and spread to the entire inn.

Every room was filled with thick red smoke. "Cough, cough..."

Soon, a painful coughing sound came from the inn.

The figure shook, and someone rushed out of the door, but before he could run a few steps, he fell to the ground.

"Breathe tight and cover your mouth and nose with a wet cloth!"

Suddenly, a loud shout spread in all directions.

It's Luo Wenchuan!

I saw him rushing out of the room, holding a sword in his right hand and a wet rag in his left hand to cover his mouth and nose.

The aisle was filled with thick red smoke, making it difficult to see clearly.

However, his two fellow apprentices also ran out quickly, but his younger apprentice and the young man with the broken arm did not make any move.

A junior brother raised his hand and pointed upward, indicating that they could punch through the roof and jump to it.

Luo Wenchuan waved his hand flatly and rejected the proposal.

At this moment, another warrior living in the inn had an idea and jumped up high, knocking over the tiles with a crash.

The warrior landed on the roof.

Whoosh whoosh!
Almost at the next moment, several cold lights shot out in the night, which turned out to be arrows.

In an instant, the warrior was shot into a hedgehog, and it seemed that he would not survive.

He died without knowing why he died.

But this scene made Luo Wenchuan and the others even more afraid to act rashly.

No one dares to go out!

They lay down in the aisle, covering their mouths and noses, waiting for the smoke to dissipate.

Fortunately, after a while, the night wind suddenly became stronger, blowing the thick smoke into the distance.

Luo Wenchuan quickly got up, leaned under the window, and secretly looked outside.

This was so unbelievable that his pupils shrank inward, his heart sank to the bottom, and he exclaimed: "Poison Toad Sect!"

The Poison Toad Sect is an evil sect that has been suppressed by Canghaimen many times. The two sides have already formed a feud and will fight to the death.

The junior brother crawled over and asked, "How many people are here?"

Luo Wenchuan replied: "It doesn't matter how many people come, but that Du Jiugao is here too."

"What, the Poison Toad Sect Master is here too?!"

The junior brother's face changed drastically and he choked, "Du Jiugao is a strong man in the martial arts sect."

Luo Wenchuan looked solemn and said thoughtfully: "In that battle three years ago, Du Jiugao must have been seriously injured by his master. He was seriously injured. His cultivation level may have dropped a bit."

The junior brother wanted to cry but had no tears, and said in despair: "A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Du Jiugao is the Martial Sect after all. Even if he is not as strong as before, he is not invincible to us."

Another junior brother said anxiously: "Where's Senior Fang? With him here, maybe..."

They didn't see Fang Zhixing and couldn't help but become suspicious.

"That senior has gone away, right? He is not related to us, so why would he take the risk of getting involved in this grudge?" the junior brother said with a bit of resentment.

Wu Zong was a superior man, as high as a powerful man.

If two martial sects met and had no mortal hatred for each other, they would never fall out at each other.

Luo Wenchuan couldn't help but laugh miserably and said resolutely: "Two junior brothers, you are running away with your junior sister and younger junior brother. I will come to the rear."

The two junior brothers were stunned and said anxiously: "Senior Brother, what will you do?"

Luo Wenchuan said sternly: "I have my own way, you don't need to worry about me."

The two junior brothers looked at each other and said decisively: "If we die together, we will never abandon our senior brother to survive in this world."

As soon as he finished speaking, a rough sneer came from outside: "Luo Wenchuan, get out!"

Luo Wenchuan exposed half of his head and shouted: "Old thief Du, I haven't seen you for three years, and you have lost a lot of hair."

Du Jiugao's face was as dark as water, and he said with a sinister smile: "How does the ecstasy taste? This is specially prepared by me. Even if you cover your mouth and nose, it can penetrate into the body through the skin."

As soon as these words came out!
Luo Wenchuan changed color in shock and quickly performed exercises to check his body, but something bad happened immediately with this exercise.

The effect of the drug was activated, making my whole body feel weak and dizzy.

The two junior brothers knelt down directly, their faces turned to dust and they couldn't exert any strength.

"Big Brother!"

Suddenly, the junior sister ran over. She was wearing underwear, exposing a large area of ​​​​her beauty, and her body was wet, making her even more charming.

"Junior sister, are you okay?" Luo Wenchuan was surprised.

The junior sister replied: "I hid in the tub and soaked under the water. I didn't come into contact with the ecstasy."

Luo Wenchuan suddenly realized and couldn't help but regret that he had not thought of this method.

"How is little junior brother?" he asked again.

The junior sister looked ugly and said worriedly: "Junior brother fell asleep after taking the medicine..."

Luo Wenchuan understood that the young man with the broken arm never woke up.

Even if they could escape, they couldn't bring the fainted junior brother with them. He was definitely hopeless.

Luo Wenchuan said dejectedly: "Junior sister, we are dead, but you still have a chance, find a way to escape, inform Master, and avenge us."

Junior sister was about to cry, shook her head and said: "No, we must die together!"

As soon as these words were spoken, a shadow enveloped him.

Du Jiugao climbed through the window and landed in front of Luo Wenchuan, his face full of ferocity.

Luo Wenchuan was shocked and frightened, struggled to get up, and fell down as soon as he was halfway up.

The junior sister immediately drew her sword out of its sheath and stabbed him.

Du Jiugao dismissed it, turned sideways, and patted it casually.

"Ah~" The junior sister's wrist hurt, and the sword fell from her hand.

The next second, Du Jiugao hugged her from behind and pinched her neck.

"The Canghai Shenglong Sword is a complete mess." Du Jiugao raised his head and laughed.

"Let me go!" Junior Sister struggled wildly.

Du Jiugao became excited instead, glanced at his junior sister, and said: "The little girl is quite pretty. She hasn't been slept with yet. I will be happy with you today."

The junior sister's hair stood on end and her beauty turned pale.

Luo Wenchuan said angrily: "Du, after all, you are also a martial arts master, a well-known martial arts master. Let go of my junior sister quickly. If you have any trouble, come to me!"

Du Jiugao snorted and sneered: "What famous martial arts master? Why do you think I have worked so hard to become a martial arts sect? Of course it is to live happily in this world and do whatever I want. I, the Poison Toad Sect, was taken over by your Canghai Sect. After oppressing you for so many years, what’s wrong with finally catching you and letting me enjoy it?”

He stared at Luo Wenchuan and said coldly: "Don't worry, I will let you see with your own eyes how your junior sister was conquered by me.

In addition, I also brought thirty hungry disciples. They especially like to play with men's butts, and they will definitely make you, Luo Wenchuan, happy too. "

Luo Wenchuan's breathing was stagnant. At this moment, he just wanted to bite his tongue and kill himself, but unfortunately he was too weak.

Du Jiugao was very satisfied with the desperate expression on Luo Wenchuan's face and shouted outside: "Disciples, come in!"

It's dead silent outside...

(End of this chapter)