Dark Jungle.

The woods are dense.

A tall branch.

Yang Fang was burly, with black hair and a shawl, wearing a black robe, and his hands were gently swaying the battle armor in front of him at the moment, and his thoughts were far away.

The Iron Demon Battle Armor, after a battle with the Yuan Ling Sect Master, was almost scrapped again, and dozens of scratches appeared on it, densely packed with different shades, destroying many veins.

Originally, this armor could spur five times the combat power.

But now that many veins have been destroyed, at most they can only double their combat power.

"There really is no eternity in this world, and even the battle armor made of [Black Magic Iron] can be easily damaged."

Yang Fang whispered.

It's too hard to repair this armor.

And!

Even if it is repaired, with the hardness of the Black Magic Iron, it will not be able to withstand the full force of the Holy Spirit level powerhouse!!

Instead of that, it's better to re-gather the materials!

He sighed inwardly, put away his armor, and glanced at the panel in front of him again.

All injuries have recovered.

The repair column still shows:

Holy Spirit (100/30000) [Inner Heaven and Earth Not Opened].

Moreover, he has tried to cultivate in the past few days, and found that his cultivation seems to be stuck at this value, and after several days in a row, his cultivation has not moved a bit.

This made him have to take it seriously.

Suddenly!

Yang Fang sensed, turned off the panel in front of him, put his hands behind his back, and looked into the distance.

I saw that in front of me, several figures were rushing towards this place.

Like two big birds, they are light and agile, shuttling between the big trees.

After a short time, it had already appeared not far from Yangfang.

"President!"

"I've met the president!"

Bai Jingyuan and Lu Biao said respectfully.

"How's it going?"

Yang Fang's tone was calm.

"President Hui, 12 spars have been found, but there are still two pieces missing."

Lu Biao arched his hand, his face was a little nervous, worried that Yang Fang would be angry.

"Two pieces missing?"

"Yes, the subordinates are already speeding up the search."

Lu Biao hurriedly spoke.

"What about the Yuan Ling Sect headquarters? Did you find out? ”

Yang Fang suddenly looked at Bai Jingyuan.

"President Hui, my subordinates have found out about a person, who should be one of the secret envoys of the Yuan Spirit Sect."

Bai Jingyuan said.

"Oh? Who is it? ”

Yang Fang asked.

"The shopkeeper of Wanbao Shop, [Ten Thousand Cracked Palm] Cui Yu!"

"Cui Yu? Possibly sure? ”

"It should be... In all likelihood. ”

Bai Jingyuan hesitated.

After all, the Yuan Ling Sect is mysterious, and he has never come out before, and he comes once in a while, only once in half a year or once a year, so if he wants to be sure, he is not absolutely sure.

However, the more it doesn't come out, the more problematic it is!

Because of their eating and drinking, it must be a lot of money.

It will definitely be connected to the outside world.

As long as they are connected, there will be flaws!

Every once in a while, Wanbaopu transports a large amount of rice, flour, meat, silk and the like, leaving from the waterway, and has been encountered by their Qinglong Club more than once.

In their hands, there is also Qin Tianlie's token.

Therefore, every time Wanbaopu passes, the members of the Blue Dragon Club will obediently give way, and no one dares to snatch it.

Now it seems that there is something wrong with it!

In the past few days, he has contacted a number of affiliated forces of the Blue Dragon Society to conduct secret investigations, and the more he investigates, the more strange it becomes, and even a ten-grade master has disappeared directly in Wanbaopu.

"yes, let's test it."

Yang Fang said.

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Wanbaopu is located in the south of Nanshan City.

The business is developed and the area is vast.

It comes and goes from south to north, all kinds of items are available, and it has the reputation of Wanbao.

Except for the suspension of business due to the influence of the evil organization some time ago, the rest of the time, the flow of people is almost non-stop.

In the backyard of Wanbaopu, there is a vermilion three-storey small building, standing alone in the center of the yard, surrounded by green plants, and the rockery is located, which is quite quiet.

It has always been the centerpiece of Wanbaopu.

It is a special meeting place belonging to Cui Yu, the owner of Wanbao Shop.

In normal times, it is difficult for a group of servants to get close to each other.

Now.

The small building has three floors.

A tall man in silver armor appeared here, with a silver mask on his face, and his breath was obscure, like an abyss, difficult to detect.

His hair was casually draped behind his shoulders, showing a golden color, his voice was hoarse and cold, and he looked at the [Ten Thousand Cracked Palm] Cui Yu in front of him, and said, "So, the last place where the sect leader appeared was in the Shenwu Sect?" ”

"Yes, it's there, but my subordinates are worried that they will find out, and they haven't dared to send someone to investigate during this time."

Cui Yu's face changed, and he responded carefully.

He was dressed in a splendid robe, wore a yellow curtain hat, was in his fifties, had a big belly, dressed as a rich businessman, and had an honest face.

"Shenwu Sect... Shenwu Sect..."

The silver-armored man in front of him kept repeating and said coldly, "The sect leader has been missing for so long, most likely something happened!" ”

"Could it be that Xiao Fang can still deal with the sect master?"

Cui Yu said in horror.

"Humph!"

The silver-armored man snorted coldly, glanced at Cui Yu, and said, "Fighting on the surface, he is not the opponent of the sect leader, but if the sect leader and the evil dao organization are both defeated, he may not be taken advantage of!" ”

Cui Yuxin was shocked, showed panic, and said, "Then what should I do?" ”

The man in silver armor didn't say a word, his mind was thinking quickly.

"How's the Blue Dragon Club going over there? Did Qin Tianlie find it? ”

He suddenly opened his mouth and looked at Cui Yu.

"I haven't encountered it yet, but in the past few days, people have been sneaking in secretly, as if they want to find out the situation, and I have captured a few alive, and I originally wanted to ask them, but they all bit through the poison sac and died!"

Cui Yu said.

His heart was very uneasy.

Ever since the Yuan Ling Sect Master disappeared, he seemed to be being targeted here.

In three days, there were masters at both ends who sneaked in at night.

He had been afraid to go out for days.

"Find Qin Tianlie first, Qin Tianlie must know where the sect leader is!"

The silver-armored man said coldly.

"Okay, but it's better for you to mobilize manpower on your side, and my side can't be easily exposed!"

Cui Yu spoke.

"You... Who are you? Why is it here? ”

Suddenly, there was a shout of surprise outside the building.

It was sent by a steward who was at a distance.

Cui Yu and the silver-armored man frowned, and immediately came to the window and looked out.

At first glance, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he was shocked and stunned, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

It's...

Their master?

I saw that not far from the small building, in a small open space, a tall figure wearing a purple robe, I don't know when it appeared here, with a wide face and a square mouth, calm eyes, full of black hair, carrying hands behind his back, walking quietly.

It's just that!

Just a few steps away, the housekeeper not far away quickly came, beckoned a group of nurses, and released his hand directly towards Yang.

The butler's heart was filled with horror and fear.

He didn't even notice how the person in front of him came over?

This wants him to enter the small building, how can his master let him go?

"Look for death!"

Whew!

A group of nurses threw punches at Yang one after another, pointing directly at the vital point.

It's just that as soon as their fists rushed out, Yang Fang's fingers were like picking flowers and leaves, without a trace, and they were incomparably accurate on their acupuncture points.

Bang bang!

Without exception.

All the guards who pounced on them were all shocked, their bodies were stiff, and the cold air was surging all over their bodies, and they felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave and were frozen in ice.

The head butler's expression changed suddenly, and he was about to speak, but his body was also unable to move, and a layer of ice crystals visible to the naked eye quickly appeared on his body, and his eyes widened and he was terrified.

"Ice Crack Finger!"

The small building has three floors.

The mysterious man in silver armor narrowed his eyes and stared at Yang Fang tightly.

Is it really the Sect Master?

No!

Wrong!

The breath is wrong.

"He... He's not the Master! ”

Cui Yu also saw the abnormality and said in surprise.

"How did this person find this place and pretend to be the Sect Master?"

The silver-armored man had a solemn look in his eyes and whispered, "Go, you go and bring him in, and I will sneak attack from behind." ”

Cui Yu's heart sank, nodded directly, and immediately acted quickly.

Hurried footsteps rang out.

Not long after, Cui Yu had already come downstairs, and he was sincerely afraid, knelt on the ground, and said respectfully, "My subordinates don't know... I don't know that the Holy Driver is coming, I will miss the welcome, forgive my sins! ”

"Get up."

Yang Fang responded calmly, took steps, and walked towards the small building in front of him.

Really!

There is a problem with Wanbaopu.

Cui Yu immediately got up quickly, and hurriedly followed behind him to lead the way.

His heart was shocked and surging.

This person...

Who the hell is it?

Why do you dare to pretend to be the leader?

Moreover, they are also proficient in the non-transmission of their holy religion!

He lowered his head, expressionless, and restrained the breath on his body, so that he looked harmless to humans and animals, without any fluctuations, but fortunately, he could make a move at any time at a critical moment.

As Yang Fang walked step by step.

Soon, it was already on the third floor.

"Sect Master, please take a seat at your old man's house, and the little one will serve tea."

Cui Yu bowed and said, slowly withdrawing to the side.

At this time.

In the dark corner, a flash of silver light suddenly appeared, like lightning, carrying a sharp and terrifying energy, and disappeared in an instant.

The burly and tall silver-armored man, with an indifferent look in his eyes, directly smashed Yang Fang's back with a heavy fist.

"Die!"

His voice was cold.

The temperature of the whole room dropped suddenly, and the cold wind whimpered.

It's just that for all this, Yang Fang seemed to have been prepared, suddenly turned around, and a look of sarcasm appeared, and the five fingers suddenly seemed to be shuttling through space, suddenly came out, and with a bang, they grabbed the fist of the silver-armored man.

A layer of icy cold air emerged, directly along the fist of the silver-armored man, quickly spreading towards his body, and the entire arm of the silver-armored man suddenly began to quickly appear ice crystals at a speed visible to the naked eye, and most of his body was instantly numb.

His face changed, and his heart was alarmed.

This person's skill is so profound.

The full force of his third level peak was directly resolved in this way.

"Ghost Serial Kick!"

He let out a low shout, his right foot burst up, with a heavy afterimage, the strong wind was howling, so fast that it was blurred, and it quickly blasted towards Yang Fang's body.

Yang Fang's eyes were indifferent, and he casually threw away the fist of the silver-armored man, and his palms swept across one by one, thumping, and each palm landed on the toes of the silver-armored man accurately.

Twelve times in a row, the terrifying and indescribable cold aura was directly poured into the silver-armored man's body, making it difficult for the silver-armored man to bear it, his hairs stood up, his blood stiffened, his heart was shocked, and his entire body seemed to be unconscious.

In the end, his body flew out directly upside down, slammed into the wall of the small building, and bounced off the wall.

The entire wall of the small building has a layer of white ice crystals.

If it weren't for Yang Fang's desire to stay alive, this person would have died tragically.

"You!"

Cui Yu's face changed, he stepped back, and looked at Yang Fang in surprise.

"Do you want to do it again?"

Yang Fang looked at Cui Yu indifferently.

Cui Yu was like a great enemy, his hair stood on end, and he said, "Who are you?" ”

"What? I don't even know anyone anymore? ”

Yang Fang said indifferently.

"No, you're definitely not the sect leader, who are you?"

Cui Yu was surprised.

"I'm the Yuan Spirit Sect Master!"

Yang Fang responded.

"This is impossible, the momentum of the sect leader is definitely not like this, where did the sect leader go? How do you know how to crack your fingers? ”

Cui Yu exclaimed.

"Cui Yu, I thought you were a smart person, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid."

Yang Fang sneered and said, "Okay, if you want to find the real Yuan Ling Sect Master, then I will satisfy you!" ”

With a flip of his palm, a human head appeared, plopped, and was casually thrown in front of his eyes.

The human head is specially treated and covered with lime for antiseptic purposes.

It looks like his hair is scattered, his eyes are wide, he is full of unwillingness and anger, and he seems to have just died, and there are red blood stains under his neck.

Yuan Ling Sect Master!

The moment Cui Yu and the silver-armored man saw the head on the ground, they all looked horrified, their eyes widened, and they didn't want to believe what was in front of them at all.

Their leader is dead?

That's impossible!

"You see it now, let me ask you again, who is the leader of the Yuanling Sect between this head and me?"

Yang Fang's tone was indifferent, his clothes were rolled up, and he sat directly on the chair, his eyes were full of oppression, and he looked towards Cui Yu's body.

Cui Yu's heart was frightened, trembling, and his whole person seemed to be blinded.

first looked at the head, and then looked at Yang Fang in front of him.

It seems difficult to identify, which is true and which is false?

in the corner.

The silver-armored man, who was seriously injured, was extremely decisive, gritted his teeth, suddenly turned over, and suddenly took action, rushing directly towards the side window, trying to escape from this place.

However!

In his body just rushed out.

Yang Fang's body flashed suddenly.

A blood-colored broken sword wheel in his hand moved, making a deafening sound, and with a bang, it slammed into the back of the silver-armored man.

Flutter!

The silver-armored man spurted blood and water, and his body flew forward again, the armor on his entire back was instantly separated, the flesh and blood were deeply dented, and the internal organs were shattered by a blow, smashed into the distance, and convulsed in pain.

"Give you a chance, you're useless!"

Yang Fang's tone was cold, he withdrew the broken sword and stopped in his hand.

"Oh my God... Celestial Sword..."

Cui Yu's tone was frightened, his body slowly collapsed, and he sat on the ground.

"How? Do you want to end up in the same situation? ”

Yang Fang's voice sounded.

"You... What do you want me to do? ”

Cui Yu said in horror.

"Simple, I'm going to the Yuan Ling Sect headquarters!"

Yang Fang opened his mouth, his clothes fluttering.

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