“.... Then there is the martial artist who can develop single-digit stars, the great martial artist who can go up to two digits, and the martial artist who can go up to three-digit stars. The Martial King is different. ”

Lu Sheng took out a piece of paper and drew a simple acupuncture point map of the human body with charcoal on it, and roughly marked the location of some stars on it.

"The Martial King is a three-digit star that was developed before the in-depth development, and in each star, a little spiritual imprint is left, so that he can explode more freely and quickly. ”

He casually drew a few antennas on the villain, representing the meridians and blood vessels.

"After that, there is the Martial Emperor. The stars that the Martial Emperor can develop can break through four figures, and likewise leave a spiritual imprint in each star. Once you exercise, your whole body will be connected to thousands of stars, and your strength will be incomparable, and you will be extraordinary. ”

"It's kind of interesting.... The Martial Emperor was able to reach the power of a hundred elephants, and if he felt it carefully, he was almost close to the level of the commander of the army. It's just that the combat power is monotonous compared to the commander of the army. ”

Lu Sheng tried to study what the so-called stars were.

At first, he thought it was an acupuncture point, but when he looked closely, he found that it was not.

It's not acupuncture, it's not a meridian node, it's not a bloodline node, it's not even something that exists in flesh and blood at all.

After tinkering in the room all night, Lu Sheng didn't study anything at all.

This concept of stars can be imagined to be the most fundamental secret of this world, and he will not be able to study it for a while, and he is not in a hurry.

Now that Tang Qingqing has been invited home, the news must have reached the ears of his father Pang Yuanjun, and he is waiting for Pang Yuanjun's reaction.

Presumably he was curious, and he would also take the initiative to go back to the branch altar to check the situation. At that time, Lu Sheng planned to take him down.

However, before that, his current strength may not be able to take down Pang Yuanjun head-on.

This is also the key reason why he has worked hard to practice in the past few days.

Although this world is just a world that collects the power of the gods, the wish cause and effect must be dealt with completely anyway, and it is not easy to encounter this kind of wish cause and effect that is not very difficult to do, if this cannot be completed, it will be really too wasteful.

In the past few days, Lu Sheng also began to start a plan to completely control the branch altar at the same time.

After mastering the Dividing Altar, he planned to try to forcibly deduce the Partial Star Road Toad Gong to see what he could deduce with his own martial arts background.

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Thousands of miles away, Fengjiazhuang.

Bursts of smoke slowly drifted out of the tall and majestic black fortress in the distance, like black lines, and continued to fill the air, dyeing the originally clear clouds above into a faint gray-black.

Four large flags were planted high on the four walls of the fortress, and a huge wind character was written on the flag fluttering in the wind.

A few hundred meters away from the fortress, the originally flat white stucco floor was full of charred pits and dark red bloodstains.

Broken weapons and shields and arrows everywhere have become the most common scenery on this battlefield.

"It's dark for two hours, and I'm afraid I'm going to have to go back again today. ”

Pang Yuanjun looked at the Black Fortress Fengjiazhuang from afar, his brows were tightly locked, and his mood was quite irritable.

He looks like a well-proportioned middle-aged man.

With a handsome face and a cold temperament, leather black gloves on both hands, two serrated broadswords pinned to his waist, a cyan cloak with black edges draped over the dark green suit, and the heavy cloak with raw edges turned slightly at the end with the wind, making it clear at a glance that he was the person with the highest status on this battlefield.

Behind Pang Yuanjun stood two tall men and women of different shapes.

The man was blonde-haired, majestic, and at least sixty years old, but he carried a huge longbow on his back, a quiver straddled his waist, and his arms drooped, as if he could bend the bow and shoot arrows at any time. This is Pang Yuanjun's right-hand man, Martial Emperor Yuan Lion Arrow

The woman has one eye white, obviously blind, the body is strong and powerful, and unusually plump, obviously the skeleton of the physique is wide, but the convex and backward figure gives people an unusually well-proportioned and vigorous beauty, like a jaguar walking slowly in the jungle.

This one is Pang Yuanjun's most trusted person, and he is also his left and right hand, the mixed yuan broken hand willow ring makeup.

At this time, Liu Huanxiang was holding a black carrier pigeon in his hand, and gently removed the tied letter paper from the pigeon's leg and opened it to view.

"It is the mark of the branch altar, the branch altar of Qinglu City where Sicheng is. She added.

"Sicheng, let's see how it goes. Yuan Shijian said loudly.

On the contrary, Pang Sicheng's father, Pang Yuanjun, didn't care at all, didn't look this way, and his eyes always fell on the black fortress in the distance.

Liu Huan quickly read the content of the letter, and his expression suddenly became a little weird.

"This is said above, on the side of the altar, Sicheng's kid actually accidentally found Tang Qingqing, the wife of the main altar, and now the person is waiting in Qinglu City, saying that he wants Yuan Jun to go back. ”

"Tang Qingqing, Taiyi and Quanzong also want to intervene?" Pang Yuanjun suddenly frowned.

"I think, I'm afraid it's not the idea of the Hequan Sect...."Liu Huan raised the Yangxin paper, and his face was even more weird. "This is written by Sicheng himself, he said, Tang Qingqing took the initiative to find him because he was in love with you, and begged him to bring her over....

Your son also said that Tang Qingqing even did not hesitate to die for this, and in desperation, he had to drug and tie people up and restrict his personal freedom, so as not to cause a tragedy....."

"Uh.... Tang Qingqing has such a heavy affection??" Yuan Shijian was stunned.

"Don't worry about this, Fengjiazhuang is about to be defeated now, I don't believe that with my tens of thousands of Qinglutan troops, I can't attack a small Fengjiazhuang!?" Pang Yuanjun's cold face flashed a trace of fierceness.

He waved his hand.

"Pass the order, early tomorrow morning, the whole city will be attacked without stopping!

"Do you want to use that??" Liu Huan's expression became solemn.

"If that's the case, this trip is absolutely fine, it's just that ..... so early," Yuan Shijian hesitated.

"It's okay, go all out, I want to see how long this Fengjiazhuang can last. A hint of tyranny flashed in Pang Yuanjun's eyes.

Pang Yuanjun is talented, eloquent, and ambitious, and wants to reverse the prophecy of the so-called Wood Buddha, coupled with his cultivation breakthrough is imminent, he may reach the peak of the top Martial Emperor realm at any time.

Therefore, he fought in the east and west, and if he found an excuse at will, he could destroy all the people, so domineering, even the three major gangs were not easy to speak.

There is no Martial Emperor in the three major gangs, it is only the peak of the Martial Emperor, but there are more than the sixteen sects. On the surface, the strength of the three major gangs has always surpassed the sixteen gates, but the top few of the sixteen sects are actually not worse than them in terms of individual strength.

Emperor Wu is ethereal, and there are two people who have left legends in the martial arts, but neither of these two has joined any forces, just like idle clouds and wild cranes, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

Pang Yuanjun went around to fight, on the one hand, to break the prophecy, and on the other hand, he was also collecting other exercises, trying to increase the number of stars in his own army.

Early the next morning.

The heavy black army besieging Fengjiazhuang has pushed out a thick and large cylindrical thing with a black door.

These things have wheel-like structures installed underneath them, and they look heavy.

Then it's time to put on the shells, ignite the gunpowder, and boom!!

Flames flashed into the sky and landed on the edge of the city wall. The fortress of Fengjiazhuang suddenly shook violently.

The artillery fire lasted until the afternoon, the city wall was finally blasted, and all the artillery pushed up was scrapped.

Under the advantage of artillery fire, the outer city wall of Fengjiazhuang finally fell, and Pang Yuanjun and others gathered their troops and began the battle for the inner city wall.

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Kill!!

Pang Yuanjun watched from afar at the near-white-hot hand-to-hand battle on the city wall, and the corpses of both sides continued to roll down from above the city wall like dumplings.

The smoke of gunpowder was filled, although more than a dozen cannons were completely abandoned, but the outer city wall was captured, as long as the inner city was taken again, it was the time of complete victory.

At this time, white figures on the city wall rushed up with short-handled axes, all of them were like tigers entering a flock of sheep, with great strength and invincible.

But Pang Yuanjun and others were not surprised.

"The Sword King's guards are finally dispatched!This is the last resistance of Fengjiazhuang, and it is time for me to wait for victory when I defeat him!!"

Pang Yuanjun immediately burst into laughter.

"Let's come together, Bibi see?" Liu Huan looked at Yuan Shijian.

"Still not convinced?" Yuan Shijian was also in a good mood, stroking his beard and smiling.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and swooped out at the same time.

Pang Yuanjun took a step back, raised his right hand and slashed down.

Whoosh whoosh!!

A large group of masked men in black suits shot out from behind him, charging towards the inner walls.

The battle situation changed rapidly, and after the new force on the side of Qinglutan joined, the white-clothed people in Fengjiazhuang were like an avalanche, and there were a large number of casualties in just a few moments.

"Pang Yuanjun!!"

Rumble!!

In an instant, a huge stone ball rolled into the air from the inner city wall, smashing the willow ring makeup that had just killed the two people, smashing it into a red face, and the whole person flew out upside down and slammed into the city wall.

"Hahahaha!!Beisheng Sword King Fengshanhe!!You are finally willing to show your head!" Pang Yuanjun saw it from a distance, but he raised his head and laughed, and pulled out the long knife on his waist with his backhand.

Swish!

But at this moment, a tall figure didn't know when to stand in front of him.

"Cheng'er?" Pang Yuanjun was stunned for a moment, and immediately recognized that this was his biological son Pang Sicheng.

"What are you doing here!?Go back now! This is not the place for you!"

Lu Sheng's face was calm.

"Dad, I'm here to take you home. My mother has changed her mind, and now it's you. ”

"Go home?" Pang Yuanjun narrowed his eyes, he didn't know why, he always felt that there was something wrong with his son's words.

"Okay, don't get in the way, I'll talk about your mother's business when I settle this battle. He took a vertical leap with his sword, and his body flew like lightning in the direction of the inner city wall.

But in an instant, Lu Sheng soared into the air and magically blocked his whereabouts again.

"Get out of the way!" Pang Yuanjun suddenly became angry.

"Don't mess with Dad, just follow me home for a reunion. Lu Sheng's face was a little helpless.

"Get back!!" Pang Yuanjun's right palm shot out, and the power of five hundred elephants slammed into Lu Sheng's shoulder with a huge impact.

Even if it is his son, he wants the other party to understand that there is no child's play on the battlefield!

"Don't force me to hit someone!" Lu Sheng dodged and dodged this palm.

Pang Yuanjun fell short with a palm, and suddenly felt wrong, Pang Sicheng knew best what cultivation he had, at this time, this man who looked similar to his son, could it be that it was not Pang Sicheng?

"Junyuan first kill!!"

Boom! A void sword shadow slashed past Lu Sheng's side in an instant, almost slashing him in the head.

"Are you still here!?" Lu Sheng didn't finish speaking, and immediately there was another left flash.

"Junyuan's second kill!!"

Dozens of sword lights suddenly surrounded him, slashing down from all directions.

"Don't push me!!" Lu Sheng's figure shot out of the crack in an instant.

"Jun Yuan's fourth kill!!Fifth kill!!" A silver dragon-like sword light slammed into him.

"Sixth kill, eighth kill!!" Pang Yuanjun's face was cold, and before the result appeared, he swung his knife again. The mirror-like sword light continued to fly towards Lu Sheng.

"Ninth kill!!" "Tenth....""Kill your sister!!My son will beat someone if he is in a hurry!!"

Lu Sheng finally got angry, teleported and grabbed one of Pang Yuanjun's legs and smashed it down.

Rumble!!

Pang Yuanjun's head smashed on the city wall more than three meters thick below.

The city wall directly blasted a huge gap more than ten meters in diameter.

Pang Yuanjun fell into a coma on the spot.

"Don't think I'm afraid to beat you if you're my father!"

Lu Sheng spat and dragged Pang Yuanjun into the distance.