Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 371 Going to the Gongyang Clan

A beam of black light suddenly shot out from Fang Xuan's Shenque acupoint. It was so fast that even the immortal Zizhuo did not notice it.

The black light did not cause any energy fluctuations, but it broke through the void in an instant.

Under the horrified gaze of the old immortal Zizhuo, a black long sword broke through his defense and pierced straight into his chest.

Streams of blood continuously seeped out from his chest, and in the blink of an eye the entire sack was dyed blood red.

"The acupoints are used to cultivate the sword. Good, good, good!"

The old man said "good" three times in a row, and with a "clang" sound, the sword in his hand slipped and fell to the ground.

The sword formation that was originally gathering sword intent in mid-air, like a candle in the wind, completely dissipated in an instant.

The entire sky became clear again, but the mountains and forests were still devastated.

Zizhuo, who was half-kneeling on the ground, breathed heavily, looked up at Fang Xuan's emotionless face, and asked, "Why don't you kill me?"

Fang Xuan exhaled a breath of foul air, and vigor surged through his body again. His somewhat languid aura recovered a lot, and he said calmly: "The killing intent you had at the beginning has disappeared. This is why you are still alive!"

Hearing this, a smile finally appeared on the old man's face.

A smile with mixed emotions.

The leaves around slowly fell down after the surrounding energy waves dissipated.

The old man waved his hand and gently pulled out the sword that was inserted into his heart. His face suddenly became paler.

Then he waved Mo Yuan and said with a smile: "Good sword, the blade is less than half an inch away from my heart. If I still want to kill you, you can take my life with just a thought!"

After saying that, the old man threw Mo Yuan away and his body fell straight backwards, forming a "big" character.

Fang Xuan said nothing, put Mo Yuan back into the Shenque acupoint, and slowly walked past the old man.

Although he won this battle, he was still holding on to his last breath and needed a place to recover.

"Boy, I think you have great talent. You can inherit my legacy. The Kunwu Sword Formation is quite suitable for you!"

Suddenly, the old man's voice came from behind, and his words were full of expectation.

However, Fang Xuan did not stop moving forward.

The old man fell down again and shouted:
"The one who wants to kill you is the King Xuanyi of Yizhou. Boy, this road is not easy to walk!"

"Next, it depends on your own luck."

Fang Xuan paused for a moment, and a hint of murderous intent flashed across his calm face.

He thought of many people, and now that it has been confirmed that the one who wanted to kill him was King Xuan Yi, his identity should have been exposed.

Gong Yang Yiyun followed Fang Xuan and looked at him with some concern: "Senior Fang, I know a place where you can recover from your injuries."

Because of his identity, he has had very few resources for cultivation in recent years. Even though he wanted to help Fang Xuan, he didn't have any decent recovery pills on him.

Fang Xuan took out a pill from the small object and put it into his mouth. The strong medicinal power quickly melted completely and nourished Fang Xuan's internal organs.

Then he pulled the bamboo hat on his back and put it on his head, and shook his head gently: "No need, lead the way, to the Gongyang Clan!"

"Okay!" Gongyang Yiyun agreed, and was stunned for a moment: "Ah? Senior Fang, are we going to the Gongyang Clan now?"

Fang Xuan nodded affirmatively.

The environment he grew up in made Fang Xuan a vengeful person. Even if Gong Yangjing resisted and joined the Dragon Whale Army, as long as he hadn't done anything out of line before, Fang Xuan would not even look at the Gongyang Clan.

After all, the Gongyang clan is not the top priority for Fang Xuan now.

But now it’s different. It is necessary to intimidate these forces in Jingzhou.

To the east of Qiuding Town, an area of ​​a thousand feet in radius is the territory of the Gongyang Clan. In addition to various lofts and dance pavilions built at great expense, there is also a huge artificial lake. The fish raised in the lake even have a trace of the spiritual power of heaven and earth.

In a luxurious pavilion, Gong Yangjing sat on a throne, with two very sweet-looking girls on each side rubbing his sore and numb muscles.

He had just escaped from the mountains not long ago. Although his internal organs were injured, there were plenty of elixirs in the clan, and his injuries soon improved after taking them.

The butler walked around the backyard and waved his hand, and the girls retreated obediently.

Gong Yangjing then stood up and asked anxiously, "So? Is there any result? Was Fang Xuan killed?"

The butler shook his head: "The battle waves that broke out in that place are too great. Even the warriors of the third level have difficulty approaching. We have no idea what is going on inside!"

Hearing this, Gong Yangjing's face suddenly turned gloomy: "Waste, all waste.

I spend so much money every year to support him, but now I can't even get a single piece of information from him!"

The housekeeper just listened quietly, knowing that his master would be fine after venting his anger.

After a while, Gong Yangjing calmed down, and the housekeeper continued, "Liu Tianzun from Baofeng Temple is here."

Gong Yangjing hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand slightly, "Let him in!"

Not long after the housekeeper left, Liu Siyi came slowly to the pavilion holding a whisk.

After the butler seated him, Gong Yangjing personally poured tea for him.

Liu Tianzun glanced at the latter casually and said calmly: "You are injured!"

Gong Yangjing nodded and smiled, "It's just a minor injury, nothing serious. I just happened to be looking for you for something. The opportunity to unify the south of Jingzhou is just around the corner!"

Although Qiuding Town is not big, the Gongyang Clan's sphere of influence is not small. Therefore, in addition to competing with Houtu Society for territory in recent years, the Gongyang Clan's greater ambition is to take over the area south of Jingzhou.

He had mentioned this matter to Liu Tianzun many times. Baofengguan has always been guarding its own piece of land, but its strength is stronger.

Especially this Liu Tianzun, the Five Thunder Talisman he practiced was incredibly powerful, but Liu Tianzun did not pay much attention to it in recent years.

Instead, Gong Yangjing felt a little disappointed!

When talking about this topic, Liu Tianzun nodded unexpectedly: "Yes, in my opinion, it won't be long before the south of Jingzhou will be unified!"

Gong Yangjing was delighted and was about to speak, but Liu Tianzun sighed and shook his head and said, "It's just that this dragon head is not from my Baofeng Temple, and of course it's not from your Gongyang clan!"

"Oh?" Gong Yangjing suddenly felt confused.

Liu Tianzun drank the hot tea in front of him and spoke slowly: "The battle in the forest outside Qiuding Town has been decided."

"The Immortal Zizhuo has returned to Kunlun Mountain, and Fang Xuan is heading towards the Gongyang Clan. Since I have had a good impression of you over the years, I am giving you a heads up!"

After saying this, Liu Tianzun stood up, his body became ethereal, and disappeared.

The teacup in Gong Yangjing's hand fell onto the table, and the hot tea spilled all over the floor.

He looked ahead in horror, and after a long while he murmured:
"The Ram Clan is finished!"

(End of this chapter)