That moment was the eternal moment of his transition from an ordinary person to a master, and the changes that occurred in it were tantamount to a qualitative leap from graphite to diamond, and the transformation of man and god.

Zhang Fang had previously asserted that the Flame Knife was a magic knife and a killing knife.

Sure enough, the killing intent and killing intent contained in this sword technique had silently penetrated deeply into his bone marrow since the moment it was refined, penetrating his spirit, and it was difficult to get rid of it.

The cold light suddenly appeared, a series of jingling bells rang, and Zhang Fang's figure was like a bright lightning, drawing his knife and rushing towards the field.

With the gentle breeze in the sun, endless swords are swayed.

The internal qi in the body is like a flood that opens the floodgates, gushing out in an instant, quickly gathering between the arms, and the thick green tendons burst out, the qi and blood surge, and an extremely heavy breath is swallowing.

"Blazing Sun!"

Zhang let out a loud shout, like the thunder of nine days, as if it was about to shatter the sky in an instant, and after a dull roar, a large flame was wrapped around the blade, a flame that was hotter than the scorching sun.

Hiss!

The air is burning, twisting and deforming.

Ling Yan slashed into the air fiercely, and a vague crack visible to the naked eye suddenly appeared, and this knife was almost about to split the void.

With a bang, the tip of the knife violently shattered the stone slab on the ground, submerged into it, and plunged directly into the soil below.

Call--

Zhang Fang calmed down, exhaled slowly, and calmed his restless heart.

The blow just now was also deliberately done by him, just to vent the impulse to eat blood in his heart and calm his restless heart.

"It's terrifying. Zhang Fang was overjoyed in his heart, he didn't expect that he would indulge in it, and use up all his internal strength to double the lethality of the Blazing Sun, which was almost terrifying to the point of six shocks.

This move can be used as the ultimate killer and the final hole card for the turnaround. Zhang Fangwu said to himself, amazed at the martial arts he had unintentionally created.

At present, as far as Zhang Fang knows, the "Myth" system does not seem to have the ability to deduce martial arts except for pushing the existing martial arts to Dacheng and strengthening the internal qi.

The trick can only be as strong as it should be, and there will be no exceptions.

It's like a cold machine, which can only execute a set and fixed pattern, and there is no possibility of innovation or mutation.

"This move is simply named Burning Sun Demon. Zhang Fang remembered that when he performed this move, all the negative emotions such as blood devouring and killing seemed to be poured into the knife.

The feeling of comfort, the sense of accessibility, the indulgence to do whatever you want is no different from the unscrupulous devil.

Sit cross-legged and meditate.

Running the internal strength method, the depleted internal qi in the body quickly refines the food essence in the stomach, turns into a whirlpool, and quickly recovers and replenishes the internal qi consumed in the body.

With Zhang Fang's exhalation, streams of turbid useless gas overflowed from the pores and were expelled from the body, and the sweat on the body also turned into a trace of mist under the operation of internal energy.

Three days later, early in the morning.

Zhang Fang is still practicing in the backyard, he gets up early every day, practices day and night, and has no leisure for a moment.

At this moment, outside the house, a vigorous red horse galloped quickly, its hooves were urgent, kicking the flat ground, and making a ticking sound.

On horseback, a big man in black grabbed the horse's rope and sat on it, and as the horse's back swelled and undulated, suddenly, the big man in black pulled the reins.

After a neigh, Pegasus stopped in front of the gate.

The big man walked to the door, held the iron ring and knocked, and after a while, the door opened, and it was the maid Xiaohui.

"Who are you?" Xiao Hui looked at the big man with a big knife in his hand vigilantly, obviously this fierce-looking big man scared her.

"Hurry up and report to your master, Haisha helps the disciples to report. Dahan didn't say much to her, and went straight to the topic to make his intentions clear.

"You just wait here, I'll go and inform my son-in-law right away. Xiaohui quickly closed the door and rushed to the backyard.

At this moment, Zhang Fang had already practiced a complete set of fire knives, and was exhaling and pranayama.

His ears trembled slightly, and a crisp footstep was coming towards the backyard, and he opened his eyes suddenly, just in time to see the figure of Xiaohui running at the gate of the backyard.

"Childe, there is a big man outside the door, saying that he is from the Haisha Gang and asks to see you. Xiao Hui kicked angrily. Her face was flushed, as if she had rubbed rouge, red like a red apple, and she looked very petite and cute.

Xiaohui is only sixteen years old now, in the mood for love, when Zhang Fang first saw her, she was still wearing a dusty cloth dress, dirty.

"Well, I know!" Zhang put up, picked up his knife and walked out the door, vaguely guessing in his heart the intention of the big man.

"Is this Brother Zhang Fang?" the big man bowed to Zhang Fang, his expression respectful and meticulous.

"Yes, I don't know what this big brother is looking for. Zhang Fang squinted at the big man and said with a smile.

"Qi Yunzhu of the Xiahai Sand Gang, today I am specially ordered by the gang leader to invite you to Linjiang Pavilion for a while. "Dahan's words are concise and to the point, and the future intention is clearly stated.

"I see, so let's go! Zhang will go with you and meet the helper. Zhang Fang nodded secretly, Dahan's intention was completely consistent with his guess.

"You wait a moment, I'll come out from time to time. Zhang Fang said casually and walked towards the door.

Zhang Fang saw Zhang's mother, briefly talked about his going out, ordered Han Yunrou to take care of Zhang's mother, and walked to the stable.

There were two horses in the stable, one black and one yellow, who were eating fine forage in the stable, and they were both tended by the royal sister-in-law.

Among them, the dark horse was bought by Zhang Fang yesterday in the hands of a horse dealer, the horse is very strong, majestic, eats a lot, and has a great temper, and ordinary people may not be able to submit.

moved the horse out of the side yard, and at this moment the black-clothed man Qi Yunzhu was already waiting.

"Let's go!" Zhang Fang said indifferently, turning over and getting on the horse.

The scorching sun scorched the earth, and the terrifying heat currents that could be seen everywhere slapped on the body, the heat was unbearable, and the warm wind rolled in, which accompanied Zhang Fang and the others to the riverside.

This is the Songhua River, about 20 miles wide, one mile here is almost 800 meters in the previous life, and 20 miles is more than 16,000 meters.

The waves in the river are rolling, the sound of flowing water is very loud, the torrent of the river is lapping on the shore, and the green mountains on both sides are surrounded, just like the mountain god who guards the river, and the momentum is full.

On the river, from time to time, you can still see fishing boats casting nets on the river, as if you can still see their sweaty demeanor.

There is an exquisite loft by the river, with three floors, quite magnificent, with countless small flags swaying in the wind.

In front of the door, there were more than a dozen majestic men standing with swords, not complaining because of the heat, but meticulously and silently guarding the attic.

On the side of the attic there is a large golden flag, dancing wildly in the wind, like a very skilled dancer dancing in the wind, and on the flag is a large black and messy letter: sea sand