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After that, a book in the robe of Qingxu Dao directly flew out.

Fang Cheng took it.

The book, made of vellum paper, is only ten pages long.

"Lightning Knife?"

Fang Cheng shook his head.

This name is also vulgar enough.

There is no awe-inspiring majesty of martial arts secret methods at all.

Qingxu Daoist smiled and waved his hand, and said, "Fang Cheng, now you are also a national-level martial artist, you can create secret methods by yourself...... However, creating a secret method is a very arduous and long-term process, and without ten or twenty years, it is impossible to perfect one's secret method. ”

"Your master Lu Youdao gave you this lightning knife secret method, which also has the intention of letting you learn from it, after all, the martial arts have figured it out, and you use a knife, maybe you can be inspired. ”

Fang Cheng nodded.

Standing on the shoulders of predecessors is creating secret methods, saving time and effort.

As for why the secret method was created...... The martial arts secret method created by the national-level martial artist is in line with himself and can give full play to the power of the secret method 100%.

That's the key!

If the fit is still not high or low, then why bother creating your own secret method.

After thinking for a while, Fang Cheng looked at Qingxu Daoren: "Since that's the case, that's fine...... I'll go back to China for a little rest. ”

The Qingxu Taoist stroked his beard, and his robe fluttered: "Great goodness." ”

He was born at the end of the 19th century, and by now, he is more than 160 years old, and he still retains the habits of modern language when he speaks.

Fang Cheng didn't stop, swept his eyes below, and rose into the air.

Wang Youwei, Dimon and others have already reached their vacation time.

More than 11,000 registered warrior warriors are divided into eleven warrior legions, and each legion guards for half a month, and then they can take vacations.

One relaxation and one relaxation is the king.

Although there is an endless stream of Yuan Energy points, he has left Nibreda Island, and it is not that he will not return in this life, so Fang Cheng is too lazy to be hypocritical.

Martial arts is not life, it is just a part of life.

You can't stay here all the time for the sake of Yuan Neng.

"Bang!"

After flying slowly for thirty meters, Fang Cheng accelerated abruptly!

The sound of an air explosion sounded!

Waves of white gas dispersed from Fangcheng's body.

It was like an airplane, streaked through the air, leaving a white line of air waves.

More than a thousand registered warriors in the Nibreda Valley looked up...... That's a national-level martial artist and a general of Huaguofang!

Sign up for Mythology in War Warriors!

A yellow-skinned warrior clenched his fist, his eyes flickering.

He is Lou Yu.

He was the first day of the old sect in the Huaguo sectarian world.

Thinking that he had made a big fuss in front of Fang Cheng...... Lou Yu's face was dark, until now, he was still at the beginning of the professional level.

It will take at least three months to break through to the middle of the professional level.

Even if he broke through to the high level of the professional level and condensed the illusory shadow of will, he was far from being able to look at it, and he could only look up to Fang Cheng's height.

Lou Yu let out a long breath.

Too embarrassed, too embarrassed, what did I think at the beginning? I actually made a two-year appointment with Fang Cheng.

Fortunately, Fang Cheng ...... Admiral Fang did not agree.

Otherwise, I would have lost my face.

.........

Outside the island of Nebreda, an aircraft carrier stood still.

A figure broke through the air.

The person in charge on the deck hurriedly shouted: "Attention everyone!

More than two dozen soldiers hurriedly trotted and stood in two lines.

Two teams, leaving a five-meter-wide passage in the middle.

The person in charge of the deck looked at him, and the one who came was Admiral Hua Guofang!

"Salute!"

At the sound of the order, more than 20 soldiers saluted and watched.

Fang Cheng landed on the deck, smiled, and walked through the two rows of salute processions, walking in front of a stopped plane.

The person in charge of the deck followed all the way: "Admiral Fang, are you going to Huaguo Yunhai City?"

"Yes. ”

"I'll communicate with the command room and arrange a special plane for you right away. ”

"Good. ”

National-level martial artists are eligible to take special planes.

Normally, because of the problem of route management, it is very troublesome to temporarily increase the route...... It will not only affect the flight delivery regularity, but also need to communicate with international flights.

However, a national-level martial artist has deep privileges.

It's the respect they deserve.

.........

Twenty minutes later.

A small plane flew away from the runway on the aircraft carrier, and then in the roar, it rose higher and higher, straight into the sky!

The person in charge of the deck shouted at the pager: "Admiral Fang's special plane has taken off! ”

"Roger. ”

In the pager, there was a standardized answering sound.

The deck leader inserted the pager into his waist and watched the plane turn into a black dot...... Disappear into the sky.

.........

Huaguo, Yunhai City Airport.

A medium-sized airliner with its doors slowly closed, waiting to take off.

Ten minutes later.

In the first class cabin of the plane, a woman wearing a short-sleeved brown chiffon dress, revealing half of her lotus root arms and wearing a sunhat raised her head.

Although it was October and autumn, the plane was ...... The temperature is just right.

A pale shawl draped over a woman's shoulders.

Su Yayu is a fishing anchor with more than 500,000 fans, and every live broadcast ...... At least tens of thousands of people watched it, and he is a big anchor.

Su Yayu raised her eyebrows and looked at the light-makeup stewardess on the side: "Hey, when will you take off?" It's been ten minutes, why are you still motionless?"

The light-makeup stewardess looked apologetic, bowed down and smiled:

"We are sorry, but our flight is currently unable to take off due to passenger flow restrictions. ”

Su Yayu shook her head, the corners of her mouth pursed.

Even if it's late, it's so unpleasant to take off so slowly.

There are eight seats in first class, four on the left and four on the left and right sides.

Suya sits on the inside of the seat on the left side of the first row.

This location has a clear view of the airport outside the window.

"Huh?"

Su Yayu raised her eyebrows, a little puzzled.

A platoon of planes, three or four, were waiting to take off and stop at the beginning of the runway.

Another ten minutes passed.

Even though the flight attendants in the cabin comforted and apologized softly, there were still some passengers who scolded angrily.

Twenty minutes of waiting, when will it be?

Su Yayu raised her gaze and looked at the airport outside the window.

What the?

Those five planes haven't taken off yet?

What exactly are so many planes, staying at the same time, waiting for them?

Su Yayu's curiosity was completely aroused.

Her attention shifted from the hit TV series to the cabin window.

Half a minute later, Su Yayu looked out the window, her beautiful eyes flickering, and she seemed to understand something.

A young man in white floated down from the exit of the plane and walked to a car under the plane, and the door was opened by a man in a black suit.

The young man in white sat down.

Even if you are far away, Suya is clearly recognizable...... That sedan is Rolls-Royce, the world's top luxury car.

Even if she earns almost a million a year, she can't afford it.

Soon, the sedan drove away.

After a minute, the traffic control was lifted.

Three minutes later, the medium airliner took off.

Su Yayu's eyes were glazed...... Until this moment, she finally confirmed her guess, so many planes were waiting for this young man in white.

This, what a horrible status this must be?

.........

In Yunhai City, a dark black luxury car drove in the traffic.

Fang Cheng picked up his mobile phone and made a call.

"Hey, Master. ”

"Well, it's our ...... I'm already in the sea of clouds, and I still have half an hour to get to you. ”