A book I recommend to a friend "Invincible Clone", an urban ability type, you can aim at what you like, and it's still very thin

It was very early in July, and although the fourth watch had just passed, the sky was a little cloudy and white. Barkhor Street is still silent, there is no figure to be seen on the empty street, and the Jokhang Temple around Barkhor Street is also closed, and there is only a few Buddhist sounds coming out of the breeze blowing through the prayer cylinder in the temple.

However, at the end of the south side of Barkhor Street, in the post house opposite the Jokhang Temple, it is lit by candles, although it is unknown what the situation is in the post house, but more than ten Ming disciples in white robes in front of the post house are still standing in high spirits when the morning light is about to appear, and the sleepiness is turbulent.

Although it was the middle of summer, the night wind rolling up on the red soil plateau in Tubo was still biting, but these Mingjiao disciples in single clothes were unaware, standing in the wind like a javelin.

"Huhuhu."

Quietly, the night wind that swept from the Jokhang Temple seemed to be stronger, and the biting chill in the wind was also a lot deeper, and these Ming Sect disciples standing in front of the post house couldn't help but shiver, and even one of them couldn't help but shake up and down with his teeth, but no one tried to leave, and all of them were still insisting.

The devotion of these disciples to their duties was worthy of praise, but the night breeze that swept through Barkhor did not weaken because of this, but became stronger, even after a while. In front of the post house, a storm like a tornado appeared, and between the howling winds, an extremely cold air that was even more piercing than the three or nine days spread in the post house, and the hot air from the mouths of the Ming Sect disciples on duty froze almost instantly.

In such a strange situation, the faces of these Ming Sect disciples suddenly appeared in shock, and some people even couldn't help but retreat to the post house, but when they wanted to move, they found that their bodies were almost frozen, and then an extremely cold aura enveloped their whole bodies. The unstoppable chill froze their brains. Devouring their consciousness, dragging these loyal Ming Sect disciples into the chaos and turning them into ice sculptures.

"Huh!"

Just then, a figure swept out of the wind. Stopped in front of the post house and casually glanced left and right. Then he took a step towards the closed door of the inn.

"Bang!"

The figure had not yet reached the door. Facing the closed door, he slapped out of the air, and more than a dozen balls of true qi rushed out of his palm, and the gate of the post house was torn apart in the roaring sound. The debris and sawdust flew everywhere, but the man didn't notice it, and took a step and went inward.

"Whoosh!"

However, as soon as he took two steps, a sharp splintered piece of wood stabbed straight towards his front door, but he didn't care about it and just walked forward, seeing that the piece of wood was about to stab his face, but his body was blazing with white light, and endless true qi gushed out from his body, just half an inch away from his body surface, it turned into a wall of true qi, including the wooden block, and anything that splashed at him resisted.

As soon as he stepped into the hall, he saw hundreds of Mingjiao disciples with swords pouring out on the left and right sides of the hall, as if they had been ambushed here. On the inside of the hall facing the gate of the post house, a white-haired old man wearing a black crown, white eyebrows and eagle eyes, and a spirited man sat on a stainless steel seat, holding a wine glass in his hand. And on the left and right sides of the white-eyed old man, there was an old monk without eyebrows in a red monk's robe and a middle-aged general in armor.

In front of these three people, dozens of sergeants armed with crossbows formed three rows facing the gate of the post house, and the arrows were already on the line. And there are several people standing on the left and right sides of these three people, all of whom have a strong aura, and none of them are weak.

The white-eyed old man took a sip of wine from the wine glass in his hand, then raised his head and looked directly at the visitor, with a contemptuous smile on his face, and said: "People in the rivers and lakes say that the 'corpse splitter' Gao Hunt is ruthless and arrogant, and it is a peerless demon since the ages.

The old man didn't believe it, but because Master Azari was a guest at my place, I didn't think that you would really dare to come alone.

Young man, should the old man say that you have commendable courage? Or should you say that you are stupid and bent on dying? ”

The white-eyed old man couldn't help laughing after saying this, the contempt in his eyes became more and more obvious, the laughter contained a thick mockery and disdain, and the people next to him seemed to be infected, and they all laughed, as if in their eyes, the person standing in front of the post house was just a clown.

The 'clown' in the eyes of these people is naturally Zhang Fang, he looked at these people's appearance and didn't move, but said lightly: "When I twist your heads off as a night pot, you may laugh even more!" ”

Before the words fell, Zhang put a little under his feet, and the whole person rolled through a wave of qi, rushing straight towards the group of people, its speed was extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye, it swept through the field, and it was only ten meters away from the group of white-eyebrow old men.

Seeing this, the white-eyed old man couldn't help but stare at him, and then slammed the wine glass in his hand to the ground, and shouted, "Do it!" ”

Drop the cup! However, before the cup was broken, the group of crossbowmen in front of him were intimidated by Zhang Fang's momentum, and one after another picked the crossbow machine, and saw a crossbow arrow that could penetrate the iron armor and pierce into the stone wall with a whistling sound, tearing the wind out and attacking directly towards Zhang Fang. At the same time, the Ming Sect disciples on the left and right sides of the hall who were each holding swords also roared towards Zhang Fang.

In this case, Zhang Fang's expression remained unchanged for half a minute, facing the three rows of powerful crossbow arrows shot from the top, middle and bottom, he did not dodge or dodge, but his feet paused, and then his waist sank, followed by his left and right hands in front of him, and he saw that the red light between his hands was great, and even his face was blooming red!

In the next moment, three rows of powerful crossbow arrows arrived in front of Zhang Fang, and at this moment, Zhang Fang divided his hands left and right, each of them crossed a mysterious trajectory, and then, a magical thing happened, and the powerful crossbow arrows seemed to hover in front of his palms at this moment.

"Open!"

Zhang Fang let out a loud shout, and at the same time, his arms shook, his hands pushed forward slightly, and then his hands swept to the left and right, and he saw that these powerful crossbow arrows were spinning and scattering and flying out upside down!

"Whoosh"

The crossbow arrows that flew out upside down were even more powerful than just now, and they were even faster, and in less than the blink of an eye, ten of the crossbow arrows that flew straight upside down actually pierced into the eyebrows of the crossbowmen who knelt on one knee in the first row with their tail tails, and then the white feathers at the end of the arrows also penetrated into the brains of these people, and in the end, the entire long arrow and the rotating arrow passed through the brain, twisting out a blood hole the size of half a fist in front of the foreheads of these crossbowmen!

More than that, the long arrows that passed through the brain continued unabated, still spinning forward strongly, and without the slightest pause, they passed through the chests of the half-crouching crossbowmen in the second row, and the leather armor on the crossbowmen's bodies was simply an ornament, and the chests were instantly wrenched out of blood holes of the same size.

That's it, this long arrow that flew back upside down took the tail of the arrow as the blade, and strung the three rows of crossbowmen like a sugar gourd, the eyebrows, the chest, and the abdomen, one by one terrifying blood holes directly took away the vitality of these crossbowmen, and the strength of the crossbow arrows pushed back with these crossbowmen, and the white-eyed old man was suddenly in a mess in front of him, and the people standing on his left and right stepped forward in a hurry, for fear that the crossbow arrows would come again.

At this moment, there was already a wail in the field, but it was other long arrows that flew out in all directions, under the random attacks from the left and right, those Ming Sect disciples were not much better than these crossbowmen at all, more than half of them were affected by the power of the crossbow arrows, and more than a dozen people died on the spot, and the rest of the people were slightly and seriously injured.

"The world has shifted! How can you know the magic skills of my Mingjiao, you can't leave it today! ”

When the white-haired old man saw Zhang Fang's hand, he stood up with a long body, a pair of eagle eyes stared at Zhang Fang fiercely, and gritted his teeth and spit out these words from his mouth.

This great shift is the Mingjiao's Zhenjiao divine skill, Zhang Fang originally got the first few layers of cultivation secrets of this exercise from the Mingjiao Yang Zuo envoy, this exercise is different from ordinary martial arts, if the internal force is strong, the root bone is extremely high, and the corresponding martial arts artistic conception and martial arts skills are well understood, you can quickly practice. At the beginning, Zhang Fang practiced the first three times very lightly on Peach Blossom Island, and later under his internal strength, he had already found some time to practice it to the peak of the secret part obtained. It's just that this great shift is more important than borrowing strength to fight and unload the force, which is not consistent with his tactics of rushing and fighting, so Zhang Fang does not often use this exercise, but today in the current Mingjiao, a cadre of people disdain him, and he naturally uses this Mingjiao's Zhenjiao magic to fight back!

Zhang Fang looked at the angry and corrupt appearance of the white-eyed old man, but he just smiled coldly and said, "Too much nonsense, suffer death!" ”

Before the words fell, Zhang Fang's body method was unfolded again, and the whole person swept towards the white-haired old man like a violent wind, but the white-haired old man stood with his hands in his hands and was not moved by Zhang Fang, but there were five people next to him in a row to greet him.

The five of them were followed by an iron-crowned Taoist, followed by a cold-faced man and a maniac in a drape, and finally two monks, one tall and one fat. These five people are the famous Mingjiao Wusanren!

The people of the Iron Crown Road take the Iron Crown as the name and do not say it; The cold-faced man is known as the iron-faced judge, Mr. Cold-faced, who is in charge of the canons, and those who violate the canons, from the head of the sect and the general church, are not exempt from his punishment; And the crazy man is the madman Zhou Dian, who has practiced his external skills so well that he has fought with King Xie for hundreds of rounds and is difficult to distinguish. As for the tall monk is the 'Tong Xuan Monk' Peng Monk, who is proficient in Xuan, Buddha and two ways, a body of martial arts is mysterious and unpredictable, although people do not say much, but it is the strongest among the five scattered people, a few years ago is to step into the ground level of the top grade, the strength does not let the four Dharma kings. In the end, the fat monk is a cloth bag monk who can't say, his shape is like Maitreya, but he kills people without blinking, he is carrying a cloth bag of strange treasures, he is not afraid of water, fire and swords, and he likes to put people into it and suffocate him to death, so he got his name. (To be continued......)