Brush!

Fang Zhong and Fang Zongqing walked side by side, as fast as a whirlwind, shuttling between the caravan and the horse thieves.

Behind the two men, nine black-robed horse thieves brutally pursued them, and all those who stood in their way were mercilessly slaughtered.

It's getting closer, it's getting closer.

Fang Zhong glanced back, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, five of the nine people behind him were lagging behind, but the other four were obviously good at speed, and they were running much faster than Fang Zongqing, and they had already approached less than a hundred meters behind them.

Fang Chong turned his head and glanced at Fang Zongqing, sighed silently in his heart, and secretly decided that once he was caught up by the other party, he would fight hard, even if he died, he couldn't let them hurt his father.

In fact, Fang Chong's speed can be a little faster, even if he is now wearing more than three hundred catties of heavy armor, but once he explodes with all his strength, it is still possible to throw off the pursuers behind him.

However, he can't do that, he can escape, but what about Fang Zongqing?

Fang Zongqing is not a speed-type martial artist, even if he has strong internal strength, his speed is still a little slower than the chasing soldiers behind.

"Kill!"

With a loud shout, a black-robed man rushed to the back of Fang Zongqing, pulled out a piece of training with the long knife in his hand, and slashed it in the air.

Fang Zongqing was shocked in his heart, but he didn't mess up at all, he didn't even turn his head, the long knife in his hand burst out several feet long, fiery red, and tore the air with a snort, forcing the other party to retreat, and the distance between the two sides widened again.

"Chong'er, the other party has caught up, I know your speed is much faster than now, you don't care about me, run away. ”

Fang Zongqing's body suddenly stopped, turned around and stood with a knife, and said with a smile: "Come on, if you want to kill me, you will also have to pay some price." ”

Brush!

Fang Zongqing stopped, Fang Chong naturally couldn't escape anymore, he sighed in his heart, stood beside Fang Zongqing, and said, "Dad, father and son soldiers in battle, how can you fight without me." ”

"Chong'er. ”

Fang Zongqing felt that his eyes were a little moist, and he smiled, a strong father-son affection rose in the hearts of the two, scorching their blood, boiling like magma, and a powerful battle intent rushed out of their bodies, converging into a battle intent and shooting straight into the sky.

"Hey, you have such a fighting spirit!"

The black-robed man was slightly startled, but he didn't care, and shouted with a sneer: "Kill!"

The sword light was vertical and horizontal, and the fist burst out, and the two sides fought together in an instant, and powerful attacks continued to burst out, destroying the withering and decaying, and shattering the trees and weeds within a radius of more than ten meters.

Fang Zongqing threw away the long knife, his fists were fiery red, and there was a layer of hazy energy.

Fang Zongqing's sword technique is average, and when he is desperate in this kind of desperate situation, he naturally uses the wave breaking fist with the strongest attack power and the best at it, coupled with the mixed yuan strength, his strength instantly soared by fifty percent.

Bang!

The fist of breaking the waves, the power is unparalleled, and the powerful fist power burst out from Fang Zongqing's hand, hitting a black-robed man who rushed to the front.

However, the black-robed man's cultivation was also very good, and at the last moment, Shengsheng put the long knife in front of him, blocking Fang Zongqing's fist, and a dull sound erupted the moment the two came into contact, and the powerful energy burst out everywhere, extremely powerful.

With a blow back, the black-robed man subconsciously glanced at the long knife in his hand, and his heart was shocked.

At this moment, the long knife in his hand had been deformed, showing an arc, it was hard steel, not ordinary black iron, it was deformed by a punch!

What would happen if such a punch hit him?

The black-robed man was very jealous in his heart, and for the first time he felt the danger, he shot carefully, avoiding the edge, and did not dare to take Fang Zongqing's fist strength, and at the same time reminded him loudly: "Brothers, be careful of this person's fist strength, the destructive power is very strong, I am afraid it is an innate martial art." ”

"Innate martial arts!"

Several other black-robed people were shocked, and then they became excited, shouting: "Old Five, don't kill it, catch it alive, innate martial arts are a good thing." ”

With a hula, nine second-rate martial artists surrounded them, they coveted Fang Zongqing's innate martial arts and didn't want to kill him now, so they inevitably hesitated a little to make a move, which also left a glimmer of room for Fang Zongqing and Fang Chong, and they could have a short respite.

Next to the carriage, Shopkeeper Liu's eyes narrowed into a slit, staring closely at Fang Zongqing and Fang Chong who were surrounded by them, with a shocked look on his face.

He originally thought that Fang Zongqing didn't know martial arts, but now Fang Zongqing showed the powerful strength of the peak realm of a second-rate martial artist, which shocked him incomparably, but what surprised him even more was that the legend of the dantian was abolished, and Fang Chong, who had become a martial arts waster, was so powerful, this was simply incredible.

Shopkeeper Liu turned his head and asked Mr. Bookkeeper suspiciously: "Didn't you say that Fang Chong's kid dantian has been abolished, he now has at least the strength of a third-rate martial artist realm, right?"

Mr. Bookkeeper's eyes lit up, he stared at Fang Zhong for a while, and exclaimed: "His dantian has indeed been abolished, he is cultivating external skills and tempering his body." ”

"What?" Shopkeeper Liu was shocked: "You said that he reached the realm of a third-rate martial artist by cultivating external skills and tempering his body, and he is only fourteen years old, how is this possible?"

"I don't think it's possible, but that's the way it is. The bookkeeper replied with a wry smile.

Cultivating external skills and exercising the body is always a small path, which is not only difficult to cultivate, but also slow to achieve, which is why people in this world attach so much importance to dantian.

In the Great Qin Dynasty, there were not no people who cultivated external strength, but those were born with very poor qualifications and had no hope of cultivating internal strength.

Moreover, even if he persevered, the effectiveness of cultivating external skills was extremely poor, and it would take at least ten years to break through to the realm of a third-rate martial artist.

But what about Fang Zhong?

He is only fourteen years old now, and a year ago, his dantian was still intact, and he did not cultivate external skills at all, which is equivalent to cultivating external skills to the realm of third-rate martial artists in more than a year, such a thing, except for the real appearance in front of him, no one will believe it.

One and a half years of cultivating external strength to reach the realm of a third-rate martial artist is ten million times more difficult than cultivating internal strength in one and a half years to reach the realm of a third-rate martial artist.

After all, although it is rare for people to cultivate their internal strength to the realm of third-rate martial artists in a year and a half, it is not for nothing, there are such geniuses in those powerful families of the Great Qin Dynasty, but people who have cultivated their external strength to the realm of third-rate martial artists in a year and a half?

In the entire Great Qin Dynasty, there is not a single one!

"Demon, such a qualification, you can be called a demon!" Finally, the bookkeeper said this sentence and asked in a low voice, "Shopkeeper, do you want to help them?"

"Help them?" Shopkeeper Liu's eyes turned around among the horse thieves around him, and he glanced at the strange rocks in front of him, known as the bandits' den, and said, "No, we haven't entered the Black Wind Ridge yet, there must be more powerful bandits ahead, and we can't expose our strength so early." ”

"But ....."

"No, no. Shopkeeper Liu interrupted Mr. Ledger's words and said, "Life and death are fate, everything depends on their own creation." ”

At the same time, the men of the other two caravans also discovered the situation here.

The knight in the caravan, who had been paying attention, looked at this side twice, and then turned and approached the side of the carriage, as if asking in a low voice.

In addition, the leader of the caravan was an old man, with a cane, skinny, as if he was about to die, he glanced at the carriage not far away, and then looked at Fang Zhong and Fang Zongqing who were in the siege, paused slightly, shook his head and said: "Don't make a move, hey, it's a pity." ”

Beside the old man, more than a dozen powerful warriors bowed down and agreed, and they couldn't help but have some doubts in their hearts, not understanding why the old man said it was a pity?

However, this does not prevent them from carrying out orders.

The final result was that none of the three caravans came to the rescue, watching Fang Zhong and Fang Zongqing fall into the siege of the black-robed people.

Seeing the situation of the caravan, Fang Chong's heart also sank, originally he still had a glimmer of hope, that is, these caravans could help, at least the shopkeeper Liu who was familiar with them would help, but now..... Reality is reality, and the warmth of human feelings and the cold of the world are vividly expressed at this moment.

Sonorous!

With a loud bang, a brilliant spark flowed out, splashing a flash of red light along Fang Zhong's back.

Fang Chong's body slammed forward uncontrollably, and just now, a black-robed man's long knife slashed at his back, and Fang Zongqing almost screamed in fright.

Fortunately, Fang Zhong was fine, the heavy armor of more than 300 catties on his body played a role at this time, blocking the opponent's attack, but the powerful power was transmitted to the viscera through the heavy armor, making him suffer some minor injuries, and it did not affect his combat effectiveness.

"Hey, this kid is wearing heavy armor, no wonder he can block my blade. The black-robed man who had just split the weight of the square smiled coldly and pounced again.

"Hmph, do you still want to come?" Fang Chong's eyes were cold, the long knife turned into a curtain of light, and the mystery of the sword technique made the black-robed man startled, and hurriedly retreated.

Forcing the other party back, Fang Zhong didn't feel happy, but couldn't help but sigh, "If I had internal strength, I would have directly cut off the opponent's head with that knife just now, but it's a pity that ....." Thinking about it, he held a long knife in one hand and quickly untied the heavy armor on his body with the other.

Bang dang!

More than 300 catties of heavy armor fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, which surprised several black-robed people, and they could naturally see with their eyes that this heavy armor was at least 300 catties, but the young man in front of him was wearing such a heavy armor and was still so fast.

Now that he has taken off his heavy armor, how fast has he been?

Thinking of this, the faces of several black-robed people suddenly changed greatly, and they exclaimed, "It's not good, beware of this kid's speed." ”