On the martial arts arena, disciples from all walks of life were cultivating, including Lu Fang.

In the past two days, Lu Fang has consolidated his cultivation in the middle stage of qi refining, and in the dantian, the trend of liquefaction of true yuan has been formed, and the liquefied true yuan is constantly accumulating, and there are signs of becoming a sea of qi.

The current Lu Fang, with the flower of the Nine Shadows in his mind, has opened his divine sense, his true qi in his body is strong, and his body is strong, without urging the Prison Suppression Technique, he can easily crush the Holy Martial Realm, and relying on the power of his divine sense, it is not a problem to fight the martial artists of the Innate Realm. After all, the innate realm martial artists only have their own martial arts thoughts, and they have not yet left the category of martial artists.

Lu Fang is now considered a martial arts monk, and he is a very strange and anti-heaven monk. If he urged the Prison Suppression Divine Skill, his true qi would skyrocket by one or twenty times, and he would be supplemented by his divine sense, Lu Fang would not dare to imagine his combat power......

"Lu Fang—"

Lu Fang, who was cultivating in the martial arts arena, didn't use his eyes to see, and swept towards the source of the voice with his divine sense, and found that the fat brother in the room was trembling and walking, and he seemed to be holding a letter in his hand.

The fat brother walked up to Lu Fang, handed over a letter and said, "Senior Brother Lu, you have a letter from your family." ”

Lu Fang took the letter, wondered for a while, frowned and asked, "Who sent it?"

"Sent by a man dressed for business. The fat brother stood up with his fat body and panted a little.

"Where is this person now?" Lu Fang asked vigilantly.

"As soon as the letter arrived, he left. "Fat brother.

Lu Fang's eyes flashed, and he opened the letter and looked at it. The letter is full of thoughts and words of entrustment from the neighbors, and the payment is made by Uncle Hai.

Uncle Hai is illiterate at all, and this letter should be written by someone else. The only person in the township who can write letters is Mr. Private School, but Mr. Private School's handwriting, Lu Fang recognizes, and he also received enlightenment education in his private school in his early years.

"It's a strange handwriting, not like a letter from my neighbor. Lu Fang judged.

"It doesn't have to be if you ask someone else to write it. After Lu Fang received the letter, Tang Ming came to him and looked at the letter together.

"Even if you find someone to write it on your behalf, Uncle Hai will not be willing to go far, you should find Mr. Huang. Lu Fangdao.

Seeing Lu Fang's confusion for a while, Tang Ming immediately reacted: "There must be fraud in this!"

"Uncle Hai's name is not wrong, this is undoubtedly in line with my neighbors. Lu Fang said firmly.

"Could it be, what happened to your family?" Tang Ming suddenly put forward such a conjecture.

Suddenly, Lu Fang's heart became a little uneasy. During this time, he practiced in Qingxuguan, and at the same time, he also took refuge, thinking that in the future, he would seek revenge from the lord of Nanxuan and the Taishi, maybe they really wanted to start first.

"It's been more than two months since I came out to Beijing to catch the exam, and the scientific examination has already come to an end, I haven't gone home, and I haven't picked up the whereabouts of the news, my family should be very concerned, I should go back to see. Lu Fang suddenly said with some feelings.

"Brothers, don't be emotional, this is someone else's trap and it doesn't have to be. Tang Ming admonished.

"Even if it's a trap, I'm going back. Lu Fang said: "Recently, I have been practicing, I always feel a little worried and uneasy in my heart, if I don't go on this path, I'm afraid I will have a heart disease." So, I had to go back. ”

"People's hearts are sinister, the rivers and lakes are far away, do you want your brother to accompany you on this journey?" Tang Ming said very arrogantly.

"No, this is my family matter and personal grievances, and I should face and resolve them alone. Lu Fang also said firmly.

"When are you leaving?" Tang Ming thought for a moment.

"Say goodbye to the Taoist chief immediately, and leave immediately!" With that, Lu Qi turned around and went to the viewing hall.

In the viewing hall, Lu Fang met with the Taoist chief and told him the reason. The Taoist chief also replied happily: Let's go, there is a demon obstacle in my heart, and I need to end it as soon as possible.

After receiving the answer, Lu Yi said goodbye to the Taoist chief and walked down the steps quickly. When passing by the martial arts arena, Tang Ming suddenly stopped him: "Brother, although I can't accompany you on this journey, please bring my knife with you, just in case." This can be regarded as a brother's heart to accompany you, so you don't want to refuse again. ”

Seeing Tang Ming's resolute expression, Lu Fang was embarrassed to refuse again. Nodding, Lu Fang took the knife handed over by Tang Ming with one hand. I saw that the blade of the knife had been wrapped tightly with white cloth, and a rope was tied. Lu Fang took advantage of the situation to carry Tang Ming's knife on his back, just like the appearance of a chivalrous man in the rivers and lakes.

With the knife on his back, without saying a word, Lu Yi got up and left.

"I'm waiting for you, go early and come back early!" Tang Ming looked at Lu Fang's departing back and admonished.

At this time, the other disciples also stopped practicing and looked towards Lu Fang.

Senior Sister Li Feiyan was silent, watching Lu Fang leave, the other disciples had different expressions, and the disciples of the Sword Sect also guessed that Lu Fang had encountered something, and they were all a little happy in their hearts, they wished that Lu Fang would never return, and they all had a sense of falling into the well.

Bidding farewell to the Taoist chief and Tang Ming, Lu Fang carried the knife on his back and walked down the mountain road. This road, Lu Fang only walked with Tang Ming once when he went up the mountain, and this was the first time he went down the mountain to walk this road. His steps were light and vigorous, and although it was his first time descending the mountain, he was familiar with the road. After all, the current Lu Fang is a monk who has opened his divine sense, and it takes no effort for him to walk and discern the direction.

Soon he came down from the mountain and came to a land of yellow mud. Lu Fang is no stranger to this land, about a month and a half ago, he was still a powerless scholar, he was scolded with fifty sticks, and he was thrown here with bruises, lying in the yellow muddy water at that time.

This piece of land is a must-pass place between the capital and Ziqing Mountain, and it is several miles long. As soon as his feet stepped on the yellow mud, suddenly there was a strange change in Lu Fang's divine sense, and he used his divine sense to sense it carefully, and found that there were some people hidden in the yellow mud. To be precise, it should be a warrior who is disguised as lurking in the mud, and there are dozens of people, as if they are waiting for an opportunity at any time.

Lu Fang released his divine sense, sensed it carefully, and found that the cultivation of these martial artists was not high, about twenty people in the True Martial Realm, and thirty in the Martial Realm.

Although there were not many of them, their cultivation was really not high, after Lu Fang stepped into the Qi Refining Realm, with the assistance of his divine sense, the martial artists of the True Martial Realm were just some dirt chickens and dogs in front of him. A martial artist of this level, in front of Lu Fang, was no longer able to win in numbers. After all, his current cultivation, on the premise of not using the Prison Suppression Divine Skill, is already equivalent to a level of the Holy Martial Realm, plus the Divine Sense is a special means that only the cultivators of the Creation Realm can have, with these two points alone, how many True Martial Realms come to the True Martial Realm are just a papier-mâché wall in front of Lu Fang, and they can be easily broken. Unless it is a true martial realm with thousands of troops and horses, it is possible to exhaust him to death, otherwise just with the number and cultivation of these lurkers in front of him, he can only pat Lu Fang with dust.

With full confidence, Lu Fang took easy steps, stepped on the yellow mud, and continued to move forward......

"Hm", "Whew", "Whew"......

With a series of sounds, in the yellow mud ground, there was a sudden turn of cover, and then the five black-clothed men blocked in front of Lu Fang with brushes, holding bright machetes in their hands. The five people in front of him were all True Martial Realm cultivators, and at this moment, several people rushed up, all of them raised their swords in front of Lu Fang, and they had the potential to divide his body with a knife.

Every move of these people had already been in Lu Fang's divine sense, so their ferocious momentum did not make Lu Fang panic, but was unusually calm.

Several black-clothed people rushed to Lu in an instant, raised their knives and stopped for half a moment, and a few machetes instantly slashed towards Lu Fang.

As soon as he came, there were five True Martial Realm martial artists, and Lu Fang was also puzzled in his heart, not knowing whether the enemy overestimated or underestimated himself. I saw that Lu Fang was not panicked, and then shouted "Qi Kill", and he also met it with a quick and decisive punch.

Lu Fang's clothes agitated, which was driven by the true qi emanating from his body. A very sudden punch, although it did not go through any momentum, but in a momentary explosion, it hit out the true qi in the body.

"Bump", with a loud bang, a true qi hit the machete and body of the man in black on the opposite side, the five men in black instantly spurted blood from their mouths, and their bodies flew out, and then there was a crackling sound, and the five men in black and the machetes in their hands fell on the yellow mud ground like rain, all of them fell to the ground, holding their bodies and rolling over, and they all suffered serious internal trauma to their bodies.

Seeing the five True Martial Realm accomplices who had taken the lead before, their bodies flew out in an instant, and the remaining forty or so ambushers were all stunned, and they couldn't see what was going on at all.

Seeing that the first wave of five-person attacks was defeated, everyone didn't think about it in an instant, and according to the original plan, they all came out of the ground as soon as possible, holding machetes, and swarmed towards Lu Fang like a swarm.

Lu Fang's eyes were sharp, and his mind was unusually clear as he stared at the wave of black-clothed people who were coming towards him, his chest rose and fell slightly, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The black clothes were menacing and fast, but Lu Fang's speed was even faster after starting. I saw that one after another afterimages flashed behind Lu Fang, and he rushed into the crowd of black-clothed people in an instant.

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang", "Bang", "Bang", "Bang......................................................

Under Lu Fang's precise and rapid punches, a continuous sound of true qi strikes sounded, and the bodies of one black-clothed man after another were knocked away......

It can be said that Lu Fang's attack speed is so fast that people can't see it clearly, he kills one step at a time, and solves one with one punch, even if there are many people in black, they are powerless to fight back.

In just a short time, the black-clothed man rolled on the ground, wailing all over the ground, all of them were beaten to the ground with blood spurting, and they couldn't roll around with their bodies.

Easily, there were fifty people in black, Lu Fang counted while fighting, and he was cleaned up in a moment, and he was seriously injured all over the ground.

Looking at the defeated subordinates, Lu Fang couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised by his combat effectiveness. I think two months ago, I was so weak, and I was simply slaughtered at that time.

Although Lu Fang had roughly guessed who had sent these people, he still had to confirm it again. So he walked up to a man in black who was rolling on the ground, lifted the man in black, and forced him to ask, "Who sent you here?"

"Yes—the Grand Master sent us!" the man in black said intermittently.

After getting the answer, Lu Fang threw the man in black back to the ground again.

"Don't fight for the tiger in the future, if you let me run into it again, I will not show mercy!" Lu Fang said loudly to the black-clothed man in one place.

"Thanks, sir!" ...... The black-clothed people in one place all returned to the Tao one after another, intermittently.

Lu Fang clapped his hands, very satisfied with his combat ability and the way he handled it. These fifty warriors were just enough for him to warm up and stretch his body.