"Black Sand Palm?"

Song Zhigao naturally recognized this widely circulated palm technique.

To be honest, this is a stupid kung fu, which needs to be slowly sharpened a little bit, and the external strength is boiled up, which is really a bit unsightly for him who has a spiritual religious guide.

But Song Zhigao couldn't have imagined that such an ordinary palm technique would have such great power in the hands of the other party!

The arms and palms were handed over, only to hear a click, and the piercing bone cracking sounded, and then Song Zhigao's arms were in severe pain, and he screamed, and the whole person flew out upside down, still sprinkling blood in mid-air.

"You...... Your strength...... Monster! ”

He fell to the ground, looking at his severed arms, hissing for cold air, looking at Fang Yuan as if he was looking at some monster.

I'm afraid I'm close to twice as strong as an ordinary person now!' This is not only the work of breaking the level, but also the help of red jade rice, making my foundation far better than that of ordinary martial artists! ’

Fang Yuan looked at this scene, but he had a clear understanding in his heart.

Masters compete, the slightest gap may affect the final success or failure, even if Song Zhigao is also a three-level martial artist, but his own quality is not as high as his, and he has been sparse for a long time.

"Who the hell are you?"

Song Zhigao fell to the ground, his eyes rolling, and his face was panicked: "Don't kill me, I can give you a lot of gold and silver treasures, and even martial arts cheats......"

"You're talking too much!"

Fang Yuan knew that he couldn't talk too much to the villain, so he stepped forward directly and imprinted his palm on Song Zhigao Tianling.

Bang!

After a loud bang, Song Zhigao's body fell softly.

"Ahh

"Murder!"

The few fights just now were too fast, and by the time those servants and servants reacted, Fang Yuan had already easily taken Song Zhigao's life.

"I'm not a murderer!"

With a hat and a scarf and so on, he naturally did not have any scruples and thoughts of cutting the grass and roots, and went up with one person and one palm, knocked out several of the most loud slaves and maids, and prepared to go into the house to harvest.

This is also the habit he brought from that dream world.

After fighting the boss, where is the reason not to take the loot?

Only this time, Fang Yuan had miscalculated.

"Little thief, dare to be so rampant when you kill someone!"

Bang!

With a loud shout, the door frame shattered, and it shot like a rain of flowers, and the target was Fang Yuan!

And among the many sawdusts flying, a figure rushed out even more quickly, his right hand pointed into a sword, and the middle palace went straight in, like a white rainbow running through the sun, stabbing at Fang Yuan's eyebrows.

Woohoo!

The energy tore through the void and made a roaring sound.

"Master!"

Fang Yuan struck out with a palm, staggering with his finger sword in mid-air, and the whole person immediately retreated, staring at the young man who had just appeared with a solemn expression.

"The third level of martial arts?"

The other party was wearing a green jade robe, a gold belt around his waist, a piece of flawless jade hanging from his waist, starry eyebrows and sword eyes, his expression was quite chic, and his eyes looked at Fang Yuan with disdain at this time: "Dare to kill me to return to the Ling Sect's purchase, you are not small!" ”

"Careless!"

Fang Yuan's expression was blank, and he looked at the red mark on his palm.

With his attainments in the black sand palm, his skill is running to the limit at this time, and it can't be said that he can't avoid the sword, but the ordinary fist attack has already been immune to most of it.

But at this time, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his palm.

"I didn't expect Song Zhigao to have guests here, and he is still a little master of four or five levels!"

Fang Yuan had already estimated the strength of the other party at this time, he was definitely a martial artist who broke through Du Men, and his martial arts were also tempered, even though his physical fitness was amazing, he could punch and kill the master indiscriminately before, but if he faced him, he was still invincible.

"Don't say it?"

At this time, the young man walked calmly and approached slowly: "It doesn't matter if you don't say it, anyway, I will take you down and torture you slowly, Gui Lingzong Ten Tortures, I don't know how many things you can last...... Those who dare to kill me will have to pay a little price after all! ”

"Your people?"

Fang Yuan said in a hoarse voice: "You are Song Yujie?" ”

"Oh? Do you recognize me? ”

The corners of the young warrior's mouth were slightly hooked, with a hint of weird curvature.

"Hoo ......"

Fang Yuan didn't answer, and slowly exhaled a long breath.

If he encounters other masters, then he will definitely turn around and leave now.

But Song Yujie?

To be realistic, Song Zhigao is just one of his dogs, and in real terms, this person is the source!

"Pretty good luck today!"

Fang Yuan's palms were stretched out, and the original white jade-like palms suddenly burst into green tendons, and his skin was like fine iron, with a pitch-black color.

"You are already proud to be able to practice the Black Sand Palm to such an extent, but the level of this Outer Sect is too low, how can you be the opponent of my Returning Spirit Sect Divine Skill?"

Song Yujie sneered, raised his right hand and two fingers, sneered, and suddenly stabbed with a sword: "Look at my return to the spirit swordsmanship!" ”

"Sword Qi!"

Fang Yuan's eyes froze.

This is the internal force after a high degree of condensation, and the power that can only be achieved with swordsmanship, Song Yujie can do this, he is definitely a genius.

But at this time, he couldn't retreat at all, and he didn't expect that he could outrun this martial arts master at the fourth or fifth level, so his face suddenly turned ruthless, and the whole person pounced like crazy: "Black sand is reckless!" ”

Bang!

The palm wind was easily defeated by the sword qi, and only a little aftermath fell on Song Yujie.

He lowered his head, looked at the small black mark on the back of his hand, and then at Fang Yuan, who had an extra blood hole on his chest, but the expression on his face was distorted: "You dare to hurt me?" ”

"More than ...... Ahem...... Hurt you, I'm going to kill you! ”

Fang Yuan coughed up a mouthful of blood foam, but still smiled.

The physical fitness that is close to twice that of ordinary people, and the healing power brought by it is also very terrifying, at least he knows that his injuries at this time are definitely not as terrifying as they seem on the outside.

"Hmph, dead duck has a hard mouth!"

Song Yujie took a step forward, and with a shake of his right hand, a snake-like light emerged from his waist, stretching and contracting, and it was a soft sword with soft fingers!

After being injured by Fang Yuan once, he finally became a little serious.

"Looks like you didn't give your best just now, which is really my luck...... Ahem......"

Fang Yuan was extremely happy.

Knowing that even though he had the help of the spirit seed, Nai's days were too short, and there was still a little distance between him and those true sect geniuses.

If Song Yujie had used the soft sword just now, and he hadn't practiced the blade, I am afraid that he would immediately die without a place to be buried.

"Lucky ......"

Song Yujie's brows furrowed.

In any case, he couldn't see any hope for the mysterious person in front of him to turn the tables.

However, just as he was about to raise his sword and step forward, pick off the limbs of the mysterious man, and interrogate him carefully, a feeling that something was wrong suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Right hand...... Numb ......"

His eyes froze, staring at the black mark on the back of his hand: "You poisoned?!" Vile! ”

"Life and death are in harmony, where is there any despicable and not despicable statement!"

Fang Yuan slowly stepped forward, looking at Song Yujie, whose face was gradually turning dark, and he vigorously took out the medicine bottle and poured it into his mouth, and shook his head: "I advise you not to do more, my strange poison has been tested, even the masters of the three dangers can't resist it......"

As he spoke, Song Yujie had already fallen to the ground, watching in horror as his palms began to rot.

What he was in was the poison of the mutated Bead-tailed Snake!

After the black sand palm reached the third layer, it could already attach toxin attacks, but Fang Yuan was naturally honest, relying on the backing of the Hades Ti, he directly tried to extract the strange poison of the mutated bead-tailed snake into the palm power.

This time, the shot was amazing, and the effect was extraordinary, and he directly put down the unsuspecting Song Yujie.

"Black Sand Palm...... Poisonous? Are you Kou Feng's personal disciple? ”

Song Yujie screamed miserably, his voice shocking: "Ah...... You are dead, the Guiling Sect and my father will definitely not let you go! ”

"When you die, you still have a hard mouth?"

Fang Yuan stepped forward and imprinted a palm on Song Yujie Tianling, who had no power to resist, relieving him of his pain.

"Black sand palm quenching poison seems to be a special technique, only the founder Kou Feng and his personal disciples can do it?"

It was Song Yujie's last revelation that made Fang Yuan slightly surprised.

When he was on the first layer of his black sand palm, there was a corresponding information prompt, and later quenching the venom was also a matter of course, just like instinct.

"This should be the role of the system? Push every martial art to the limit and uncover hidden abilities? ”

At this time, there was too little evidence, and Fang Yuan could only guess like this.

"But now it's really time to go!"

He looked around.

Because he went on a killing spree and slaughtered two people one after another, the entire Song Mansion was in chaos, and the cry faintly came from the back house, and many servants and maids opened the door and fled in all directions.

"It's too big, and it's going to attract others soon!"

Fang Yuan suddenly gave up his plan to go to the back house to search for loot, slightly flipped through the corpses of Song Zhigao and Song Yujie, and got some bits and pieces as trophies, and immediately didn't look at them, and quickly left over the wall.

Before leaving, he even set a fire, watching the entire mansion built by Song Zhigao with great effort and savings destroyed in the flames.

Naturally, this is not to vent anger, but to create chaos and attract everyone's attention so that they can escape.

After all, in the face of this fire, once the government and others do not save it, when the fire spreads, maybe half of the county will fall, how can this be?

Black smoke spread, and the flames soared into the sky.

In the chaos of the county, Fang Yuan walked out of the gate and hid into the dense forest next to the road.

He grew up in the mountains since he was a child, and any dense forest is like walking on the ground, and he completely erases his traces.

"Rejoice! It's really exciting! ”

After running for a long time, a stream appeared in front of him, Fang Yuan stepped forward, drank the spring water, took off his coat and hat, and burned it.

In the midst of the raging flames, a poem from the dream world somehow came to his mind:

"The title is five thousand soldiers at night, and the secret leader symbol is clear. In the narrow alleys, where the soldiers meet, the killing is like grass and is silent. ”

"This time to destroy the thief, although it is not quiet, there are some regrets, but in addition to the big trouble, it is really happy!"