Huang Zhi felt a chill in his back, so he subconsciously turned around, but found that all the people behind him were razed to the ground, and he seemed to be a little away from "death".

"Is the power so terrifying?" Jiufang Ming didn't expect this arrow to contain such terrifying power.

Huang Zhi ran over with a bald head, and his eyebrows were almost burned.

Looking at Huang Zhi's ugliness, everyone in the martial arts training ground couldn't help laughing.

"What a situation. ”

A young man walked out of the barracks, it was Jiufang Geng, who had entered cultivation not long ago.

Jiufang Geng had been cultivating well, but he was shocked by this huge movement, thinking that it was another big enemy attack, and hurriedly left the state of cultivation.

However, after coming out, what I wanted to see most was Huang Zhi's baldness.

Jiu Fang Geng couldn't help laughing, and when he saw the bow and arrow in Jiu Fang Hong's hand, he suddenly understood.

"You kid, you're very capable, you blew me up. Jiufang Geng walked towards Jiufang Hong and scolded with a smile.

Jiu Fanghong scratched his head, a little embarrassed, "I don't know if you are cultivating here, big brother......"

"If you know, you'll be louder. Jiufanghong added mysteriously.

"You kid ......" Jiufang Geng looked at Jiufang Hong helplessly, but soon the focus shifted to the people of the Jiufang Army.

"How do you feel during the period when the Holy Envoy is in charge?" asked Jiufang Geng loudly, now that he had half a foot in the illusion master, he was naturally full of spirits.

"Big brother, are you about to be an illusionist?" Jiufang was happy, it was naturally best to be able to help his eldest brother.

Jiufang Geng nodded, unable to hide his joy.

Everyone replied in unison, "Cool!"

"Cool?" Jiufang Geng raised his eyebrows, not knowing what they meant.

Jiufang smiled mysteriously, and then took over the right to speak.

"Are you ready for the note you wrote before?" said Jiufang Minglang in a loud voice.

Seeing that everyone nodded again and again, and at the same time showed a state of longing, Jiufang Ming then took the next step.

"Everyone took the note one by one and came to me to receive the elixir and the illusion martial arts, as well as the exercises. Jiufang Ming added.

The first to come up was a teenager, holding a crumpled note, waiting silently.

"Five pills of pills, phantom martial arts, cold fragrance glaive sword technique, exercise method replaced with body method, micro life flying fish step. The boy boldly voiced his demands.

Jiufang Ming nodded, and then took out the corresponding elixir and illusion martial arts.

If you really want to count carefully, there are not only more than two million pills in the storage ring, but also hundreds of thousands of exercises and illusion martial arts.

"The Phantom Martial Arts can be reproduced in the form of a jade slip, so as long as there is the original scroll in the ring, it can be reproduced infinitely. Sohime reminded.

Jiufang Ming naturally also understood that since the reproduced ones were no different from the originals, they used the method of reproduction to distribute the phantom martial arts.

"Next!"

Before the boy could thank him, he was pushed aside by a person behind him.

"The footwork should be wind and thunder steps, five Shi Dan, phantom martial arts, if there is, I want Haotian Sword to copy. ”

"Wind and Thunder Steps?" Jiufang Ming showed a strange look, and the second young man felt weak for a while.

This wind and thunder step was the gift of reparation given to him by Zhu Yang Bing, Li Haocang and others before, and he didn't look down on it at all, so he didn't cultivate.

"Wind and Thunder Walk is said to be able to use long-lost footwork, didn't this kid deliberately embarrass the Holy Envoy?"

"I don't think so. ”

Everyone began to whisper, thinking that Jiufang Ming couldn't come up with such a rare body technique.

"What is the practice of this broken footwork of the Wind Thunder Step, and then send you a micro-life Thousand Crane Step?" Jiufang Ming shook his hand and threw it to the jade slip that the young man had copied in advance by Xiang Ji.

"This ......" The young man was stunned for a moment, and gave himself two body methods?

"Thank you, Your Excellency. The young man left happily, secretly vowing to cultivate hard.

Others were blushing, but they didn't dare to follow suit.

............

It didn't take long for Jiufang Ming to complete the distribution of supplies, and also completed his last purpose of leaving the Jiufang Army.

Jiufang Geng saw Jiufang Ming's thoughts, and wanted to keep it, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

"Brother, it's really a blessing to have a good brother like you. Jiufang Geng looked at Jiufang Ming, who was already an adult, and said with relief.

"Take care. Jiufang Ming hugged his eldest brother again, and the warmth between brothers did not need to be said.

"Cousin, where are you going, take me one!" asked Jiufanghong.

"You just stay here honestly and refine the weapon, and when you have cultivated to the illusion master, come back to me. Jiufang Ming gave Jiufang Hong a look and said.

Jiu Fang Hong sighed, it is true that he can't find a place to hone his mind more than the military camp, as for joining the sect, Jiu Fang Hong always feels that it is too much entertainment, so he has not joined any academy and sect so far.

"Where is my father, I am looking for him. Jiufang Ming then asked.

However, after the questioning, the audience fell silent.

After a long time, Jiufang Hong was the first to speak.

"Cousin, uncle, he's ......"

Jiufang Geng's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he didn't want to recall the scenes on the battlefield.

"My father was plotted by the Assassins and died of depression. Jiufang Geng said, his mood was extremely complicated.

Jiufang felt a pain in his heart, and then the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"Yes...... Is it?" Jiufang Ming coughed up a pool of blood, and then looked up to the sky and screamed.

Jiufang Geng took Jiufang Ming to the tombstone of his father Jiufang Wu, and was silent for a long time.

"Is that what my mother meant when she said that my father was in the Jiufang Army......" Jiufang muttered to himself, remembering what his mother had said to him.

No wonder when I came back, my mother was so haggard, and my son and husband died one after another, this kind of blow is not something ordinary people can bear.

"What did my father say when he was dying...... "Jiufang Ming knelt in front of the tomb and said gloomily.

Unexpectedly, so many changes have happened in the past five years.

Jiu Fanghong has always wanted to say to himself before, I'm afraid that's it, and he still looks like he knows everything, but now that he thinks about it, it's ridiculous.

"Father said on his deathbed that he missed his underworld......" Jiufang Geng said sadly.

"Children are not filial. Jiufang knelt in front of the tomb, immersed in grief.

He knelt for three days, during which the sand and dust swept in, the wind and rain were combined, and the nine directions were unmoved.

"Cousin, people can't be resurrected after death, so why torture yourself like this. Jiu Fang Hong said helplessly, Jiu Fang Ming has been kneeling here for a long time, and he can't help but be a little worried.

"You don't understand. Jiufang still had tears in his eyes.

Jiufang Hong didn't know what to say, then shook his head and stepped aside.

Jiufang Geng could see clearly in the distance, and then strode forward and gave Jiufang Ming a slap.

"It took five years to come back, and that's it? Blind father attaches so much importance to you. Jiufang Geng scolded angrily, when he was a child, he also saw his father's partiality towards his younger brother, but as an elder brother, he never cared.

"Brother...... I ......" Jiufang Ming looked at Jiufang Geng and lowered his head.

Jiufang Geng sighed, "How much better am I than you......."

When he learned the news of his father's death, Jiufang Geng was also like Jiufang Ming, almost losing his mind, drinking and having fun like crazy, visiting Flower Street and Willow Lane, and wasting his cultivation for a long time.

"Father is gone, isn't there still me and my mother?" Jiufang Geng patted Jiufang Ming's shoulder.

Jiufang Ming slowly got up, and the grief in his eyes was swept away, replaced by endless killing intent.

"Assassin is it......" Jiufang Ming's eyes were cold, like a human Shura.

"Don't be impulsive, cousin, that assassin organization is so tricky that even the evil guards can't catch the slightest trace. Jiufanghong said worriedly.

"Since I don't know who the murderers are, I'll kill them all. Jiufang said with a grim look in his eyes.

"Stygian ......" Jiufang Geng wanted to stop it, but when he saw the killing intent in Jiufang's dark eyes, he breathed a sigh.

Is this still his own brother?

............

In the Nine Directions City, a man in a black robe marched quickly, and the long sword in his hand was still stained with fresh blood.

"The ninth. With his powerful perception, Jiufang Ming easily locked on to the locations of several repeat assassins.

The only fate that was found by the Nine Directions was to cultivate hard, and then ravaged to death.

"Give me a good ......," the man who was trampled under the feet of Jiufang Ming pleaded in pain while vomiting blood.

"When you stabbed someone, did you think about other people's feelings?" Jiufang Ming felt disgusted for a while, and then stomped on the man's head.

Just as he was about to leave, there was movement behind Jiufang Ming.

The door of the inn was kicked open, and the person facing Jiufang Ming was a middle-aged man, and there were many evil guards behind the man.

"Hurting someone for no reason, but it's a capital crime!" said the middle-aged man with a cold look in his eyes, he was really tired of daring to commit something under his nose.

"Evil guards handle cases, get out of the way!" Jiufang Ming roared angrily and slapped the middle-aged man away.

"If you dare to hurt me to ward off evil spirits, aren't you afraid of being on the list of warding off evil spirits?" the middle-aged man still said without giving up, realizing that he was not an opponent, so he wanted to threaten him.

Jiufang Ming had already shown mercy to his subordinates, and after hearing these words, he did not hesitate to turn around and kill him.

"Corrupt officials are also a capital offense. Jiufang Ming then used his long sword to stab a greedy word in the middle-aged man's chest.

"The thieves are rampant!" cried one of the wardening guards, his voice trembling.

Jiufang Ming then showed his waist card, "Evil Guard, what are you?" ”

"Reclamation...... The ......young man was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak out, and he was afraid that he would die several times.

"Get out!" Jiufang said coldly.

The boy left in a hurry, and the few peers before him had long since disappeared.

The deeds of the Nine Directions were spread throughout the Nine Directions City for a while, and the story of the angry assassin was famous overnight.

............

And in a pavilion of the Nine Directions Mansion, a young girl leisurely drank tea and listened to the slave's discussion.

"I heard that the second young master of our family wants to kill all the assassins in Jiufang City in order to take revenge. ”

"Yesterday's one was the notorious demon on the list of evil spirits. ”

The two wanted to continue talking, but one of them noticed the girl's eyes and silenced her.

"If you look through the entire Min Dynasty, I'm afraid you won't be able to think of ......" Shu Yao sneered.

"Can't think of anything?"

Su Yao noticed the strange man's breath, and was immediately shocked, and the tea was splashed behind him.

Jiufang Ming has been peeping in the dark for a long time, and all the suspicious people in Jiufang City who can be killed have been killed, just this so-called distant relative who has just arrived.

I have long felt suspicious, but I didn't expect to find it with a little peeping now.

"Can't think of anything?" said Jiufang Ming indifferently, the tip of the sword against Shu Yao's throat.

Shu Yao was not ready to resist, and continued to make a cup of tea lightly.