Peeking into the mystery of Shura's Yin Evil Divine Skill from Meng Shentong's body, and then integrating this essence into himself, is Fang Ming's plan now!

And there's more to it than just one guinea pig!

Fang Ming looked at the four demons outside, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling.

Although these four cult masters usually can't say that they do a lot of evil, they are definitely not good people, and if they die, they will only eliminate harm for the people, and they will be at ease.

Fang Ming laughed, ordered the carriage to stop, and said swaggeringly: "The four of you have been doing a good job recently, and the ancestor is very happy, and now you are specially passing on the first three layers of your Shura Yin Sha Divine Skill!" I hope you will practice hard and don't disappoint the Ancestor......"

The Tibetan Venerable Master and others were overjoyed and thanked.

Although they didn't know the difference between the Shura Yin Sha Divine Skill and the Shura Yin Sha Gong, even if it was just Meng Shentong's Shura Yin Sha Gong that they had seen before, it was already an extremely evil sect technique, and now that Fang Ming was directly teaching it, how could they not be disheartened?

"Tianshan Sword ......"

Looking at the jubilant appearance of these four people, Fang Ming began to figure out the Tianshan Sword Technique he had obtained from the disciples of the Tianshan Sect.

This Tianshan swordsmanship is the painstaking and solitary work of two generations of Huo Tiandu's father and son, drawing on the strengths of hundreds of schools, which is profound and profound, and it is really a unique page in swordsmanship!

And after the supplementation and revision of several generations of leaders such as the Tianshan Sect Obscure, it has really reached the level of 'unbroken', and it is also a huge supplement to Fang Ming's kendo accumulation.

He is now in a situation where the sword is heavier than the sword, and the sword technique is a thousand miles away because of the guidance of the "Ten Thousand Tribulation Sword Spectrum" and Fang La's notes, but the sword technique needs to be explored by itself.

Fortunately, he has made a lot of progress at this time, and he has gradually touched the threshold of sword intent.

"Master, where are we going next?"

The Tibetan Spiritual Master respectfully asked.

"Bishan! Alas...... Lu Siniang is a generation of Tianjiao, but since she went, the entire Bishan faction is about to fall to the next level, and all the disciples except for one Gu Zhihua are not on the stage, which is sad and lamentable......"

Fang Ming sighed, and the carriage moved slowly.

"Hey......

Suddenly there was a strange laugh from the side of the road, with a hint of mockery.

"Who?" Sang Mu Mu made meritorious contributions, and performed the superior light skills of 'land flying', and chased out from afar after a few ups and downs.

The three of the Tibetan Spirit Venerable Master stood still, in their opinion, Sang Mu Mu was already a first-class master in the evil sect, and recently received Fang Ming's guidance, and his martial arts were greatly improved, as long as the enemy was not a decent head of the sect master, then he could handle it.

"Wow Wow ......"

But it didn't take long for Sang Mu to return, and she was so angry that she screamed, as if she had suffered a loss: "That man ran fast, and it was difficult to find him, don't let me catch him, otherwise he will be skinned and torn apart!" ”

Seeing that Sang Mu seemed to have suffered a small loss, but he was safe and sound, he already knew that the enemy's martial arts were low, so he could only take this small trip, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Don't pay attention to him, we still need to hurry!" ”

Who knew that after walking more than ten miles, the strange laugh came again, and the figure in the woods flashed.

"Master?" Kunlun Sanren asked softly.

"It's not strange, it's self-defeating...... I only need someone to catch the car here, and I don't have to ask the ancestor for the rest! ”

Fang Ming's voice came from the carriage.

"Boy, leave it for grandma!"

After hearing Fang Ming's words, how could Grandma Sang Mu endure it? immediately pounced out like a big bird, and Kunlun Sanren was afraid that she would suffer, so they also followed.

The Tibetan Spirit Master was full of intentions, and it was enough for these two people to make a move, but who knew that after waiting for a long time, Kunlun Sanren and Sang Mu Ma still scolded and returned empty-handed.

"That girl, I have to pick her skin......" Sang Mu looked disgraced.

"Girl?" The Venerable Master of Tibetan Spirits looked at Kunlun Sanren, and this demon was also a little embarrassed.

"We were not bad for a while, and she ran away again, but we also saw that there was only one enemy, and it seemed to be a woman......"

Kunlun Sanren stopped saying a word, it was a great shame to suffer at the hands of a woman, and the Venerable Master of Tibetan Spirits was not easy to ask, but he was even more curious in his heart.

The four of them expected that the man would definitely come again, so they immediately watched on guard, but who knew that the next twenty miles were safe and sound, and the strange laughter never came again.

"Haha...... Presumably the man was afraid of us......"

Before the Venerable Master had finished speaking, he suddenly saw a wooden sign erected on the side of the road, which read, 'Mulberry Female Dog, Kunlun Old Dog, Tibetan Spirit Old Dog......

Foul language, full of unbearable eyes, if it is really the Buddha who will be angry.

Suddenly, the strange laugh came again, and the black shadow flashed.

"If you run away again this time, my name will be written upside down!" Sang Mu and Kunlun Sanren both snatched it out, and the Venerable Master of Tibetan Spirits became curious, and his anger was secretly born, and he also followed.

When the Venerable Master saw that the black shadow was slender and light, it was indeed a woman, and it seemed to be the same person who rescued Jin Shiyi and the gang from Meng Jiazhuang, and he couldn't help but be vigilant again.

"Two old dogs look at the move!"

The woman suddenly turned around and stabbed out two swords! They are all fast and poisonous, steady and ruthless, Sang Mu chased too quickly, and almost hit the sword, so angry that she scolded.

"This woman's martial arts are also good, and it seems that she is also a cult all the way!"

Sang Mu and Kunlun Sanren had already fought with the woman at this time, although the woman's martial arts were good, but how could she be the opponent of these two evil demons? After dozens of moves, he was hit by a palm, and his body shook.

"Haha...... Come on! ”

Sang Mu was overjoyed, and she attacked rashly, and suddenly the sky sparkled, and a large golden wire net fell, covering her and Kunlun Sanren inside.

The huge net is also made of something, it is extremely tenacious, no matter how Sang Mu and Kunlun Sanren can't break free, it seems that some kind of drug has been taken, and the two demons actually wilted after struggling twice.

The woman in black spat out blood and muttered, "The great revenge has finally been avenged today!" ”

Drawing his short sword, he seemed to want to stab the two to death, but suddenly his body shook and fell to the ground.

"Master Zangling, come and help!"

When the Kunlun Sanren saw the red robe of the Tibetan Spirit Master, they were immediately overjoyed.

"You two don't know where to provoke the enemy, and you still want me to save you......"

The Venerable Master strode forward and smiled.

"No, I don't know this woman's ...... at all," Sang Mu suddenly shouted.

At this time, I saw the woman's hand lying on the ground move, and several black iron galls shot out.

"Not good!" The Venerable Master retreated, but it was too late!

Bang! Bang! Bang! The three iron galls exploded when they hit the ground, as if they contained gunpowder, and in the thick smoke, countless cow hair needles flew in all directions to the west.

The Tibetan Spirit Master used a roll of his robe in his busy schedule, and several harriers turned over, but the seven big points in the vest and the acupoints such as Quchi and Huan Jump were all numb, and the whole person immediately fell to the ground.

"How does my poisonous mist golden needle flame bomb taste like......

The woman in black got up, her voice was slightly hoarse, her breathing was heavy, obviously she had resisted the two demons just now, and the injuries she was injured were not fake.

And the few times she deliberately harassed her before, she deliberately wanted to provoke these people to be impetuous, and at the same time carelessly underestimated the enemy, so that she even fell into this last trap, and her scheming and resourcefulness were remarkable.

She breathed deeply twice, and then she stepped forward and carefully groped in the arms of the Venerable Master of Tibetan Spirits, not looking at Sang Mu and Kunlun Sanren.

Kunlun Sanren shouted angrily: "Okay, she turned out to be your enemy!" I'm going to hurt the fish in the pond......"

"None? How could there not be? ”

The woman in black searched the Venerable Master of the Tibetan Spirit, muttered, and put the short sword on the Venerable Master's neck, shouting, "What about the picture? Where is it? ”

The Venerable Master was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "I have already presented it to my master, if you want it, go to him!" ”

The woman was so angry that she paused again and again: "It really fell into the hands of that evil emperor...... Damn it...... It's a lot of trouble to get it back from him......"

"Not bad! I'm not the one to compare with these scraps! ”

Fang Ming's voice suddenly came, causing the woman in black to tremble, and when she turned her head, she saw Fang Ming standing on a branch behind her with her hands in her hands at this time, her body undulating with the wind, as if she was relying on the wind to resist the wind.

"The Ancient Evil Emperor Fang floats in the water?"

The woman in black screamed, and with a swipe of the sword, blood oozed from the Venerable Master's neck, threatening:

"Stay! Do you want the lives of your men? ”

"What do you say?"

Fang Ming's body fluttered down like a fallen leaf, and he asked rhetorically.

"Sure enough, he is the ancestor of the evil sect, cold-blooded and ruthless!"

The woman in black sneered and put her sword back into its sheath, obviously knowing that the previous threat had no effect at all.

"Since you got that picture, do you want to get Qiao Beiming's relics again? Without my guidance, even if you find the island where the treasure is, you won't be able to ......."

The woman in black paused, and saw that Fang Ming seemed to be listening attentively, a touch of cunning suddenly appeared in her eyes, and with a Yang in her left hand, three black balls flew out, showing a zigzag **** in mid-air.

And as soon as she made this move, she didn't look at the result anymore, and her figure turned around and retreated quickly.

"Although your poisonous mist golden needle flame bomb is powerful, but without the guidance of the "Hundred Poisons True Scripture", it is still five points away from the power of the original version, how can you get me?"

In Fang Ming's long laughter, his right hand stretched out, his five fingers were like hooks, his body stepped forward like a ghost, and with a copy of his hand, he actually caught the three round balls in mid-air, and with a grip and a rub, the poisonous mist golden needle flame bomb disappeared without a trace, and only a trace of powder was scattered from between Fang Ming's fingers.

"Good ......"

As soon as this hand surpassed the magic skill of 'kneading iron into mud', the three demons on the ground seemed to be stunned.

However, Fang Ming had already blocked in front of the woman in black as if he was moving sideways, and as soon as he reached out and picked it up, he gently lifted the veil on her face.

"Hmm...... The little baby looks good...... The female baby is called Li Shengnan? ”

Fang Mingwei said with a smile.

What appeared in front of him was a pretty face like mutton fat and white jade, beautiful and unparalleled, with three points of evil and three points of heroic spirit between the eyebrows, but there was a slight hint of stubbornness in his eyes.

"You know me?" Li Shengnan was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Ten Thousand Evil Ancestor, your martial arts are higher than mine, and I naturally have nothing to say if it falls into your hands, but if I want to confide in the secret, it is also a fantasy, what means do you have, just try!" (To be continued.) )