The sound of horses' hooves came from the mountain road in the distance, attracting Fang Cheng's attention.

He leaped from the canopy, landed lightly on the wet mud, and through a forest of thorns, until at last he found the mountain path, and pursued it in the direction from which the horse's hooves came.

Fang Cheng walked like a cloud and a flowing water, like a white shadow sweeping across the wilderness.

Fortunately, the night was dark and the wind was high, and the speed of the horses was not fast, so Fang Cheng quickly overtook them.

"Boss, kill again?" said a robber's voice drifting in the wind.

"What stupid things are you talking about, go back and find death!" Ji Ruochen scolded.

"Didn't the brothers die in vain?" the robbers were unwilling, for they had always looted caravans like chickens and sheep, and had fled like a lost dog today.

"Go back and kill those bastards and spread false news. Ji Ruochen said hatefully.

At this moment, they suddenly found a man in white on the mountain road, standing a hundred feet away in front of them.

Ji Ruochen raised his hands and motioned for the horse team to stop.

"Senior brother, what do you mean by this?"

After Ji Ruochen found out that the person blocking the road was Fang Cheng, who had just fought with him, his expression changed slightly.

"By whom have you been commanded to bring you truthfully? ”

Fang Cheng pulled out the long sword from his waist and pressed his hands on the hilt of the sword, the tip of the sword plunged into the dirt.

"Senior brother, my brothers just want to get some money, this is not a big water to wash the Dragon King Temple. Ji Ruochen said with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

"Why, don't cry when you don't see the coffin?" Fang Cheng poured a true qi into the sword.

Stimulated by the true qi, a cloud of white light lingered on the blade, which was very dazzling.

Ji Ruochen frowned, he realized that Fang Cheng was not a foolish person, and he was really about to say something, but he noticed that Fang Cheng was smiling at him.

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After a sword roar, a dazzling sword light came in front of him.

Before Ji Ruochen could react, he found that his right shoulder hurt and his entire arm fell to the ground.

Behind him, screams came one after another.

"You have one more chance to answer. Fang Cheng said coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a stunned young man shouted: "Boss, let's fight with him!"

But without waiting for Fang Cheng to make a move, Ji Ruochen swung out a knife and beheaded the man off the horse.

"It's from the Golden Dragon Gang. ”

"What kind of sect is the Golden Dragon Gang?" Fang Cheng was a little surprised, he naturally had never heard of this gang with a very cheesy name.

"The Golden Dragon Gang is the leader of the green forests of the six eastern provinces, and they have classified the fat sheep in all the jurisdictions, and you are just one of them. ”

Ji Ruochen explained sweating profusely, while tearing the clothes around his waist to help bandage his broken arm.

"Then which category do we belong to?" Fang Cheng asked with interest.

"Class B Superior Fat Sheep. ”

"What do you think?" Fang Cheng inserted the blade back into its scabbard.

Seeing this, Ji Ruochen immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Naturally, it is the best of Class A." ”

"What is the strength of the Golden Dragon Gang?"

"All I know is that the leader of the Golden Dragon Gang is a real master. Ji Ruochen said truthfully.

"Sanren?" Fang Cheng didn't expect that the leader of the Golden Dragon Gang was still a person, although a human-level cultivation was nothing to the Cultivation Sect.

However, for a secular dynasty, a real-life master can be called a thousand enemies.

"That was originally also the head of a faction, and it is said that decades ago, he abandoned the world and became a freelancer. ”

"Last question, where is the Golden Dragon Gang?" Fang Cheng clasped his hands together, and there was an extra golden needle in his palm.

"The Golden Dragon Gang is located in Huagu City, Daqing Province. Ji Ruochen immediately responded.

"Very well, you guys are on your way. ”

After thinking about it for a while, Fang Cheng remembered that the area where Daqing Province was located was about a thousand miles away from here, and it was estimated that it was neither far nor close based on his footsteps.

"That's a step ahead, and we'll see a date later. Ji Ruochen picked up the whip and sat down with a whip.

Fang Cheng suddenly raised his hand, and a ball of golden light erupted from his palm, and countless golden sword qi shot towards the horse team.

Before Ji Ruochen could open his mouth to beg for mercy, he was shot into a sieve by hundreds of sword lights.

The horses, having lost their owners, fell into confusion and began to flee in all directions.

Fang Cheng glanced down at the golden needle in his hand and found that the entire golden needle had turned into ashes.

"It's a pity. He muttered to himself.

Since the escape from the ghost town, this golden needle has been in an unstable state, and it may be damaged at any time, and now it can be regarded as the best use.

Ji Ruochen is a former disciple of the Dustless Sword Sect, but he is mixed in with the bandits, and he can be regarded as cleaning the portal.

……

"Senior brother!"

As soon as Fang Cheng returned to the campfire, several junior disciples surrounded him.

"They have horses and have already run. Fang Cheng decided to conceal the truth of the matter, at least not to leave the name of killing.

"Why are you still here?"

He noticed that the little girl had not yet returned to her tent to rest, so he glared at him.

"Senior brother, I can't rest assured of you. When the little girl saw that his face was not good, she said a little timidly.

"It's okay now, you have to go tomorrow, you can go back and rest. Fang Cheng raised his chin and said.

"Senior brother, I'm afraid of the dark. The little girl pursed her lips.

"You go to that tent. Fang Cheng had no choice but to arrange her in the tent that originally belonged to him.

Anyway, he has already reached the realm of Bigu, and he no longer has much need for sleep, and one hour of meditation a day is enough.

"Thank you, brother!" the little girl was overjoyed.

Fang Cheng shook his head helplessly, and found that several other junior disciples were holding back a smile.

"Go and rest, too, for I will keep vigil. ”

"Yes, brother. Several people were convinced of Fang Cheng's strength, and agreed without thinking about it.

After they each got into the tent, Fang Cheng sat down in front of the campfire and began to practice.

The flickering light of the fire shone on his cheeks, reddening slightly.

At this time, it was not convenient to practice the "Tianyin Twelve-fold Building Sword Sutra", so he had to choose to practice the Dustless Sword Sect to practice the Qi Decisive "Innate Qi Mixed Yuan True Skill".

One after another True Qi swam like tadpoles in his veins, growing stronger.

He sensed that he was not far from the liquefaction of true qi, and he was about to break through the realm of real people in the near future.

This is definitely not fast but not slow for Chen Yanqing's talent, but it still disappoints many sect elders who are optimistic about him.

After all, Chen Yanqing, who has the best roots and comprehension in ten thousand years, his limit will not be the Ten Thousand Tribulation Grandmaster. From the very beginning, the sect intended to nurture him to become the next generation of leaders.

"Chen Yanqing has been affected by ghosts, and he has been wandering for nearly hundreds of years, and he has never been able to get rid of the earth immortals. But I'm different. ”

Whenever he felt lonely in his cultivation, a few familiar faces would flash in Fang Cheng's mind, and they were the driving force for him to ascend to the Earth Immortal as soon as possible.

Only the immortals of the Immortal Land can travel through time and space, travel to the future, and meet them again.

In addition, it is to avenge the sword in the fortress of war.