My Attributes Cultivation Life

outside the hall.

The middle-aged man with a white beard slowly lowered his long bow, exhaled lightly, and smiled.

A clear scar from his right eye pulled down from top to bottom. Almost blind.

But the scar at this time made him even more fierce.

"Master Zhao is worthy of being born with divine power, and his strength is really extraordinary." A red-haired Huxi man clapped his hands in admiration.

"Where, compared to your dog king's double sword skills, my hand is nothing." Zhao Yueting said modestly.

As the general manager of Hailong in Huaxin County. He had long been dissatisfied with the person in charge on Tan Yang's side.

So, taking advantage of this opportunity, if he can successfully make a contribution, he will compare to the previous accident on Tan Yang's side.

One trade off and one trade off, maybe it can be replaced, and he can go to Tan Yang to sit in the branch.

Therefore, this time, in order to be safe, he simply brought the elite and participated in the siege.

"My lord, some of Zhang Xuan's subordinates retreated to the Xuanxin Hall, and some went to Shangde Garden." A guard stepped forward to report. "Fang Qi's deputy is asking about our next move."

"No hurry, what about Zhang Xuan?"

"Zhang Xuanzheng and Tangsha Palace Master have fled to the back mountain."

"Let's go and deal with Zhang Xuan first, the rest are nothing but turkeys. Awesome, Zhang Xuan deserves to be a former Rank 5 master."

Zhao Yueting praised.

He knows how powerful Tang Sha is. If he fights head on, he will lose within twenty moves.

But that Zhang Xuan confronted Tang Sha and Fang Qi one after another, and he actually endured it for so long.

Putting down his bow, he took the machete handed over by his subordinates, brought a few people with him, and quickly walked towards the alley on the side of the hall.

There is the direction to the back mountain.

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Qinghe Palace Mountain Gate.

Zhang Rongfang looked at the mountain gate guarded by someone from a distance, and raised the wish wheel. Step forward.

"How are you going to get up? The infighting should be about to start now."

A somewhat familiar voice floated from behind.

Zhang Rongfang was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look.

Qing Su actually came too.

She still wore a mask, a leather armor, and a short knife in her hand.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Rongfang wondered.

"I didn't remember until you left, you haven't given me the feather talisman yet." Qingsu said calmly.

"You haven't said yet, how are you going to go up?"

Zhang Rongfang didn't answer any more, he threw the feather talisman back and walked forward with the wish wheel.

Soon he walked to the front of the mountain gate.

"Who?" The guards were a few martial arts disciples wearing Taoist robes and white coats.

There are men and women.

"Under Zhang Rongfang, I used to work in other places, and now I return, please read the letter."

Zhang Rongfang handed over his identity letter.

Since there are Taoist priests guarding the mountain, it is too late.

He was slightly relieved.

Among the people guarding the mountain gate, an elderly Taoist priest stepped forward, took the letter, and looked over it.

"Sorry, the mountain gate is closed today, if junior brother has anything to do, he can come again tomorrow."

Zhang Rongfang frowned and was about to speak.

"Zhang Rongfang? It's you!?" Suddenly, a Kun Dao came out from behind a few people across from him.

The visitor has a fair face, decent facial features, and a calm temperament. It was the same disciple Situ Nan that Zhang Rongfang knew when he was a handyman disciple.

Situ Nan's face was stiff, he opened his mouth to say something, but he pressed it down again.

"Situ, why are you here?" Zhang Rongfang keenly noticed something was wrong.

Situ Nan is also a disciple of martial arts, so why would he go to the mountain gate to do gatekeeping work?

"I was assigned to guard the mountain gate. There is something important in the Taoist palace today. If you want to come, come tomorrow. Come again."

Situ Nan gritted his teeth, a hint of unbearable flashed in his eyes, but still persuaded the other party not to go up the mountain.

"Tomorrow?" Zhang Rongfang fell silent. Look at the people in front of you.

There is only one way to go up the mountain in the Qinghe Palace. If you want to switch to other detours, you will waste a lot of time.

so

"What if I have to go up the mountain today?"

"Must?" The middle-aged Taoist laughed, "It's interesting, then you can try it."

Zhang Rongfang stopped talking.

He looked up at the mountain, and there seemed to be a faint sound in the wind.

Wow.

He raised the wish wheel.

One step forward.

Suddenly a figure flashed.

A group of Taoist guards saw flowers in front of their eyes, and the middle-aged Taoist still had a sneer on his face.

Puff a crisp sound.

His eyes were blank, and his head flew high.

A headless corpse slowly knelt down under him.

When the corpse fell, the rest of the people reacted in shock and screamed.

Zhang Rongfang's figure has quickly passed through the mountain gate, turning into a black line and rushing towards the mountain.

Its speed is far beyond the so-called third-grade level.

Qing Su at the back didn't react at all. At that moment, she was still waiting for how Zhang Rongfang would react.

Can

"this"

"This kind of movement!!"

Her body trembled slightly.

It's not shock, it's horror.

An icy shudder rushed from her tailbone all the way up to the top of her head.

Just now, if it were her to block

Qing Su was horrified.

Because the answer was already in her mind.

That blow, even if it was her, would definitely kill her.

"This is not a third-grade movement technique at all!! Zhang Rongfang, you are hiding so deeply!!"

She suppressed the goose bumps on her body, gritted her teeth, and accelerated towards the mountain.

She wants to see with her own eyes what Zhang Rongfang wants to do!

At the mountain gate.

For a while, only Situ Nan and the others were left, looking at the headless corpse with a pale face, not recovering from the accident just now.

Bang! !

At the second gate of the mountain gate, the wooden door to the living room was smashed by a force.

The door fell down, and the two Taoists with sticks inside turned to look.

In an instant, two blood flowers bloomed.

The two covered their throats blankly and slowly fell to the ground.

In the shadows behind them, Zhang Rongfang withdrew the wish wheel, passed through the reception room with a calm expression, and came to the inner door.

What Qing Su said was right.

As long as he is fast enough, the enemy will always be only one.

creak.

The inner door opened, revealing the dojo that was still fighting fiercely inside.

The two leather armored sword and shield soldiers roared and swung their swords at him.

The silver blade was almost stained dark red with blood.

Swish.

The blade slid across Zhang Rongfang's side and missed.

He staggered forward, and flashed between the two like a phantom.

puff.

The two soldiers held the **** neck and fell to the ground.

No need to shoot, just put the injury in the right position, and everything is over.

Farther away, a martial arts brawny man saw this side, growled lowly, and charged fiercely with his knives hovering in both hands.

when!

The giant machete that was as long as one person slashed heavily on the stone bricks on the ground and fell into a small half-blade.

Zhang Rongfang's figure flashed and appeared behind the strong man, and a row of blood beads slowly dripped from the blade.

The strong man froze in place, the whole person started from the waist, slowly divided into two sections, and slipped to the ground.

At this time, Qing Su came quickly from behind.

Along the way, her scalp was numb, looking at the corpses along the way.

Only now did she know what kind of person she was provoking before.

At this time, after seven or eight people were killed by Zhang Rongfang in a row, a few small bosses were added to them.

Such a rebellious battle made Zhang Xintai and the others who were blocked in the Xuanxin Hall gasp for breath, and began to roar and recoil.

Qingsu exhaled lightly, but Zhang Rongfang could not be seen on the field at this time.

He is like a deadly poisonous snake in the shadows, and only a little of him can be seen before people are killed.

Not long after, there were fewer and fewer chaotic troops on the field belonging to Hailong and Fang Qi.

Some people even lost half of their teammates inexplicably, and when they were so scared they dropped their weapons and ran away.

These so-called rebels were actually just ordinary farmers a few months ago.

The rest of Tang Sha's subordinate Taoists were gradually surrounded by Zhang Xintai and others who came out of the counterattack.

The scene was a mess, and there were scuffles everywhere.

Qingsu tried hard to find Zhang Rongfang's figure.

But with her fourth-grade physical fitness, it was actually somewhat difficult to find the other party's trace.

While chasing each other, she has seen the bodies of several third-rank sea dragon elite masters.

These masters, who were only one step weaker than her, were like garbage at this time, lying on the ground gradually cold.

This made her feel even colder.

She has already understood that this Zhang Rongfang is definitely not a third-rank!

His strength is far beyond his imagination!

Finally, her vision chased a blurry shadow.

It's Zhang Rongfang!

He was getting up from a corpse, as if he was interrogating some news, and walked straight to the side of the alley.

Qing Su gritted her teeth and quickly followed.

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Back Mountain.

Rows of drying robes.

The two figures quickly interlaced, making heavy hand-to-hand noises from time to time.

Pieces of clothing were shredded and thrown up by Juli, and scattered with the mountain wind.

After a while, Tang Sha's chest kept heaving and he took a few steps back and stopped.

He is also old. It's pretty good to be able to do that.

On the opposite side, Zhang Xuan had blood on the corner of his mouth and was also seriously injured. But the key is not this, but after playing for so long, their physical strength can't hold it anymore.

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

Zhao Yueting, who was not far away, carried a machete and led people closer with a big laugh.

"Palace Tang, it seems that you are still old. You can't win a mere Zhang Xuan for so long. Do you want someone to help?"

Zhang Xuan looked at the new arrivals~www.readwn.com~ especially Zhao Yueting at the front. This person is the fourth-rank leader of Hailong. He is said to be able to splash water without entering, which is quite powerful.

Now he is almost exhausted physically and mentally, and has been supporting it all the time, just hoping to wait for the three leaders of the Han family to go up the mountain in time to support him.

But the support came from the villains like Hailong!

Zhang Xuan's heart sank.

Looking back on this hasty uprising, I thought that the brothers who were united in one heart, originally thought that the blood was the alliance of life and death.

Only now have I found out that those people and those things are all fake.

In order to recruit security, Fang Qi's people can actually do this step

"But it's okay. At least Hong Yan and Rong Fang are outside."

"Hongyan is already pregnant, but it's a pity that Rongfang can't see his future fame."

the other side.

"When you're older, you're not a young man after all." Tang Sha was not stubborn. Since someone helped, he naturally wouldn't refuse.

"I also ask Mr. Zhao to help."

He clasped his fists and bowed to Zhao Yueting.

Zhao Yueting laughed and moved forward with a knife.

Just a few steps away, he suddenly realized something was wrong and turned around abruptly.

behind.

Of the three men he had just brought, two of them had already fallen in a pool of blood.

And the last person is reaching out with difficulty, wanting to touch to remind him.

Snapped.

Arms dropped, and a large hand was released from the man's neck.

His big hands drooped, and blood dripped from his fingertips.

"Now."

In the darkness, a person slowly approached.

"It's one-on-one again."

Zhang Rongfang raised his head and looked at Zhao Yueting in front of him, his face was full of blood spattered.

"I'm sorry master, the disciple came a step late."

Then, as before, he raised his head to meet Zhang Xuan's stunned gaze.