Chapter 51: Strength Soars (Ask for Follow-up!) )

Dongfang area.

The battle began.

Dozens of martial artists with weapons in their hands, their eyes were cold, and they were full of murderous aura, surrounding the two masters of the fifth rank in the middle, and a corpse had already fallen on the ground.

But the two five-grade masters were not having a good time, their clothes were stained with blood, and their backs and chests were all injured.

The hearts of the two of them can be said to be aggrieved.

They had just taken the map from another person, and before they could carefully check whether it was true or false, they were discovered by another group of people and asked them to hand over the map.

The two of them were still kind to say, saying that they would wait to check the truth before making a decision, and the group of people on the other side also directly agreed, but in an instant, someone fired a hidden weapon at them.

The two sides fought together in an instant, and attracted the attention of more and more masters, and even the rumors became more and more outrageous, insisting that the Dao map in their hands was true.

But the point is, they still don't know whether the Dao map on their bodies is true or false!

Anyway, there are more and more strong people coming over!

"Brother Cheng, don't struggle anymore, hand over the Dao map immediately!"

"Yes, hand over the road map, kill yourself, spare you from death!"

"Hand over the Daotu!"

The martial artists from all directions opened their mouths one by one.

"Our brother has already said it, and we don't know if this picture is true or not."

Cheng Shaoyu, the eldest of the Cheng brothers, said in a low voice.

"Since you don't know if it's true or not, why don't you hand it over? Hand over the map and we'll see it ourselves! ”

A martial artist shouted.

"Yes, we will check it ourselves, if you Cheng brothers don't hand over the Dao map, see how long you can hold on, and when your internal strength is exhausted, the big guy will cut you with a thousand knives!"

Another martial artist shouted.

"You guys!"

The Cheng brothers were furious.

But they are bruised all over their bodies, and it is indeed impossible to fight all the time until now.

Just when the two brothers had a strong resentment in their hearts and were unwilling, a long voice of the Buddha's horn suddenly sounded from behind them, "Amitabha, the two donors, you are willing to give up, you have to give up, let it go!" ”

A middle-aged monk in a black robe, with a sad face, a tall and thin body, holding a Zen staff, appeared not far behind them.

The Cheng brothers were shocked, and quickly turned around, fully alert.

"The high monk of the Black Mountain Temple!"

"Two donors, hand over the Dao map, the poor monk can keep you safe and sound, otherwise there are many swords and halberds today, are you really sure that you can leave?"

The middle-aged monk raised one hand and spoke.

The Cheng brothers' eyes changed, and their hearts struggled quickly.

After a while, the boss Cheng Shaoyu showed bitterness, looked at the middle-aged monk, and said, "Okay, since this is the case, then we will hand over this map to the monk, hoping that the monk can distinguish the true from the false!" ”

He was extremely unwilling, gritted his teeth and took out a blood-stained Dao map from his arms, and threw it directly towards the middle-aged monk.

Black Mountain Temple, as one of the many sects in Bailuo City.

Not only is it extremely prestigious, but the monks in the temple are extremely powerful.

Everyone's faces changed, and they watched Dao Tu fly towards the monk, but none of them dared to take the lead.

That's it!

Suddenly, a burly figure came vertically, like a blurred afterimage, grabbed the map with his big hand, grabbed the map in his hand on the spot, and his body jumped over again and fell on the street in the distance.

It was a burly man, with a heavy breath, dressed in a black robe, and carrying a wide black heavy sword.

It's like an iron tower.

After he appeared, seven or eight more figures jumped from the roof, both men and women, and landed on the spot.

The men, without exception, all carried black giant swords and had tall bodies.

The woman was dressed in a white dress and had a good figure, holding a slender sword with a white scabbard.

"Sword Tower!"

Everyone's expressions changed again.

They were also alarmed.

"Amitabha!"

When the middle-aged monk saw that Daotu was robbed, he lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and he didn't say anything, but just recited the Buddha's name and came out.

Senior Brother Wilderness unfolded the Dao Diagram, looked at it carefully in his hand, and after a while, his expression turned cold, and he still looked at the Dao Diagram in his hand to the monk, and said coldly, "The Dao Diagram is fake, you have been tricked again!" ”

"What? Fake? ”

"Fake again?"

"Damn, what bastard is deliberately making fakes!"

"How many fake Dao maps are there on the market!"

Everyone was furious and hurriedly spoke.

The Cheng brothers shook their bodies even more, their eyes turned black, and they gritted their teeth angrily.

Hemp eggs!

For the sake of a fake road map, how many people did the two brothers kill, and even they were almost dismembered by random knives.

The Black Seal Monk took the Dao diagram, looked at it carefully, frowned, and said, "This fake Dao diagram is almost the same as the more than ten fake Dao diagrams that appeared before, and the brushwork is extremely rough, it should be made by the same person!" ”

"What clues does the master have?"

Senior Sister Bishui on one side asked.

The Black Seal Monk shook his head slightly, "There are too many cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods in this settlement, how difficult it is to find clues!" ”

"It seems that the master is just like us."

Senior Sister Bishui said.

Senior Brother Wilderness looked everywhere, and suddenly looked towards the headquarters of the Black Tiger Gang not far away, his face was indifferent, and he took a direct step and strode towards the headquarters of the Black Tiger Gang.

A group of Sword Tower disciples around him followed one after another.

The rest of the crowd was in an uproar and talked together.

"Bastard!"

The Cheng brothers scolded again, covered in blood, and immediately limped away.

But as soon as they had not gone far, other masters followed them.

The Cheng brothers had killed so many people before, and the relatives and friends of those people naturally wanted to avenge them.

Bang Bang!

Soon, the piercing sound of weapons colliding again sounded from a distance.

...

Three more days passed.

In the underground.

Yang Fang was still immersed in cultivation, and his ears didn't hear anything outside the door.

In the entire underground living room, the palm wind howled, extremely heavy, and there was a whirring and harsh sound.

For so many days in a row, many of his martial arts skills were rapidly improving.

Now even the palm has entered the hall.

Of course, what is more critical is his medical science and toxicology.

These days, in addition to cultivation, he is also studying medicine and toxicology.

Now I have more experience in poisoning.

The only thing missing is that he doesn't know how poisonous the poison he is currently configuring, and he needs to find someone to try his poison in order to test the power.

Now even he doesn't know how strong the master of the poison he can deal with, anyway, it must be more than enough to deal with the master of the early stage of the fifth grade, which is proved by the previous foursome for himself.

And eight days passed.

The movement outside has become much smaller.

Yang Fang saw that the medicinal materials he had stored had been used up, and he hesitated slightly, but he still decided to crawl out of the ground and go to the front hall to get some more medicinal materials.

Anyway, now that the business is closed, those medicinal materials will be stolen sooner or later.

It's better to make the best use of it and leave it to him.

Yang Fang cautiously climbed out of the ground and walked towards the front hall.

As soon as he approached the front hall, his face changed, and he heard a muffled snort.

Someone?

"Who?"

Suddenly, there was a low drink from the pharmacy in the front hall, and a figure covered in blood, holding a long sword, rushed out, and after seeing Yang Fang's clothes, his face sank, and said, "You are the shopkeeper?" ”

"Yes."

Yang Fang nodded again and again, but his eyes swept over the other party.

I saw that the other party was covered in scars.

The chest, thighs, and shoulders were all deeply scarred.

Sprinkle some medicinal powder on it.

Apparently he came here to find a doctor, but the doctor was not there, so he could only find his own medicine and sprinkle it.