Wanbao Pavilion?

Fang's face color remained unchanged, but his heart was groaning.

After all, the shopkeeper was planted in his hands, and he got a lot of benefits from it, and even his cultivation skyrocketed in a short period of time.

You can't find yourself, right?

Probably not.

At that time, things were handled very cleanly, and everything was left in the modern society, and if it was really found, it would not be the treatment it is now.

Fang Zheng muttered in his heart, and honestly followed the other party to the backyard.

"Miss." The middle-aged scribe stood still in front of the door, bowed and said:

"People brought it."

"Hmm." A soft female voice came from the room:

"Let him in."

Really.

It's the master who appeared that night.

"Yes."

The middle-aged man pushed open the door and motioned for Fang Zheng to enter.

The room is separated from the inside and outside by a screen, on which birds are painted in flight, through which only a hazy figure can be seen, as if taking care of long hair.

"Girl."

Fangzheng arched his hand, and his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant:

"I don't know what is the so-called matter of Xun Fang's coming?"

Although the other party's cultivation is high, he is not very old, and he may be younger than himself, so it is no problem to call the girl.

The hazy figure of "Fangzheng ......" is slightly sideways, looking through the screen, and the voice is leisurely:

"More than two years ago, he suddenly appeared in Gu'an County, no one knows the origin, he is suspected of being a child of a family, and he has been certified as a three-blood cultivator not long ago."

"I became good friends with Zhang Mingrui, a disciple of the Pure Yang Palace, and learned some talismans."

"But so?"

"Fang Mou is just an ordinary person and cloth clothes, so the girl should bother to investigate." Fang Zheng frowned slightly, and said:

"As for the children of the family, it is even more nonsense."

"Really?" The female voice is noncommittal:

"It doesn't matter."

Again:

"My surname is Chen, and most of the people around me call me Jiuniang, you can also call it that."

Chen Jiuniang?

"Jiuniang." Fang Zheng asked again:

"I don't know what happened to Fang Fang?"

"I heard that you are looking for the Pulse Protector Pill, which is to prepare for the future impact on the Martial Master Realm, right?" Jiu Niang's voice was soothing, and she spoke slowly:

"Need help?"

"This ......" Fang Fang hesitated:

"Don't bother Jiuniang, there is already a way."

"That's good." Jiuniang nodded:

"At your current age, if you have a solid foundation, there is a good chance to break through to the martial artist realm, I will stay here for a while, if you have any problems with cultivation, you can come to me."

？

Fang Zheng looked up, puzzled.

is not related to each other, and the other party's enthusiasm makes it a little difficult for him to adapt.

"Heh......" Jiu Niang chuckled when she saw this, and said:

"Someone saw Fang Gongzi using the sword technique, and there was a hidden thunder when the knife was released, so I thought it should be cultivated into the vowel thunder method, right?"

Founder raised his eyebrows.

In the past few days, he has followed the Anxi army to go around to fight, and it is inevitable that he will show some skills, and he didn't expect to be noticed.

It is impossible to hide this kind of East XZ, and nodded at the moment:

"Luck, a little gain."

"Amazing!"

Jiu Niang sighed lightly:

"The vowel thunder method is the method hidden by the ancient gods, and the specific cultivation method has long been lost, and there are very few people who can cultivate it in descendants."

"I wonder if Young Master Fang is not interested in the follow-up method?"

"The complete vowel thunder method, but it can be cultivated into a martial arts master and a true Taoist person."

"Follow-up?" Fang Zheng's eyes moved slightly, and he said:

"Naturally, there is interest, but with Fang's ability, it is still two to say whether he will become a martial artist or not, and the follow-up method committee really dare not have extravagant expectations."

As for the martial arts grandmasters and Taoist real people, they don't know the Year of the Monkey and the Moon.

"Don't be humble." Jiu Niang's voice was silent:

"If Fang Gongzi can cultivate the vowel thunder method, he is already a general, and my generation of martial artists should be arrogant, how can they not go to the next level."

"If you lose this qi, you can't become a martial artist."

"Yes." Fang Zheng nodded:

"Taught."

"It's me who said it." Jiu Niang's voice slowed down, her bare hand was lightly raised, and an object crossed the screen and landed on the table next to Fang Zheng:

"This thing is given to Childe."

"I don't know who wrote "The Secret of Nine Thunders", and there is a detailed description of the vowel thunder method in it, and the other son should have some help."

"The Secret of the Nine Thunders"?

Fang Zheng picked up the book and flipped it slightly, his face became extremely solemn.

If the vowel thunder method is a textbook in the hands of students, then this "Nine Thunder Secrets" is a textbook in the hands of teachers.

There is a detailed explanation of the vowel ray method inside.

start with

There are a lot of detours.

In some places, no one even mentions it, and they don't even think that this gift is too heavy.

"Jiuniang."

Fang Zheng looked at the screen, and said:

"Such a generous gift, I don't know what you want Fang to do?"

"You don't have to do anything." Jiu Niang spoke:

"Cultivate with peace of mind, cultivate your true qi as soon as possible and become a martial artist."

Well?

Founder raised his eyebrows.

"Of course."

Jiu Niang continued:

"If Fang Gongzi cultivates to the realm of the Three Thunders, please go to Fucheng to find me, and then there will be a follow-up method of the vowel thunder method."

The realm of three thunders?

After the vowel thunder method achieves the martial artist, there are nine thunder divisions, of which the realm of three thunders is the small Zhou Tian Dacheng, and the nine thunders are perfect without leakage.

It's clear.

It seems that the other party needs a martial artist who has cultivated the vowel thunder method to do something, so he will find himself and give the method.

I don't know,

So what's going on?

However, at present, it seems that he should be harmless to himself, and even Jiu Niang wishes that he would become a martial artist as soon as possible, and he will be able to do things when the time comes.

And so it is.

The reason why Chen Jiuniang came here was to escort the goods, and secondly, to find someone who could cultivate the vowel thunder method.

At first, her goals weren't square.

Serendipity.

The man disappeared, and Fang Zheng reversed himself to the point where he cultivated the vowel thunder method, so he simply appeared to win over him, and gave the method to show his goodwill.

"Young Master Fang."

While pondering, Jiu Niang opened her mouth and asked:

"I don't know why I cultivated the vowel thunder method, would you like to tell me?"

"This ......" Fang Zheng said:

"It's not a secret, Fang's method is unique and difficult to reproduce."

Unless someone can build a generator here.

"Sure enough."

Jiuniang sighed lightly, she had expected this.

Those who had cultivated the vowel thunder method before had either taken some thunder spirit fruit, or had come into contact with the treasures of heaven and earth that contained the power of thunder.

in a word

It's also hard to reproduce.

She didn't think that Fang Zheng was lying, after all, according to the information from the investigation, Fang Zheng's previous learning method did not match the vowel thunder method at all.

Getting started in a short period of time can only be said to have a special physique.

There is no other explanation.

Seeing Fang Zheng away, the middle-aged man lowered his head and asked:

"Miss, why don't you just take him back to Fucheng and stay by your side to keep an eye on it, lest he run away after he has achieved success."

"The power of thunder is strong and yang, and the character of cultivators is also like this, and there is no room for even the slightest humiliation." Jiu Niang spoke:

"It's not good to mess with his temperament."

"Not to mention ......"

Her eyes narrowed, and she said:

"The Chen family is now in an eventful time, whether they can survive this catastrophe is still two words, and bringing it back may be cheaper for others."

"As for that place......"

"You don't have to be able to open it by cultivating the vowel thunder method, maybe there is another way, you can't put all your hopes on one person."

"Yes." The middle-aged man bowed his head.

"There's no hurry."

Jiu Niang closed her eyes and gently rubbed her temples:

"He has not been able to achieve the Three Bloods for a long time, and he still doesn't know when he will be able to cultivate his true qi, and it will take a few years to reach the Three Thunder Realm, and there is still plenty of time."

"If you really want to take him to Fucheng, it's not at this moment."

"Yes."

Middle-aged men should be again.

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"Woo......"

The cold wind swept the ground, and the dust was flying.

"It's a different day."

Fang Zheng raised his head, his eyes flickering slightly:

"It looks like there should be thunderstorms in the next few days."

"Yes."

Wu Hai nodded:

"The snow will definitely not be there, and the weather will be warmer after the thunderstorm, when the snow will melt and the people will survive the hard days."

Fang Zheng smiled but did not speak.

He is now ready for everything, the three blood perfections, the pulse protection pill is in hand, and the exercises are complete, and he can impact the martial arts realm only if he owes the east wind.

Dongfeng,

It's a thunderstorm!

Thunderstorms help vowel thunder break through.

That's why he was in a good mood when he saw that the sky had changed, but it wasn't the end of the hard days in Wuhaikou.

"Phew!"

Ming Qianhu gently pulled the reins and stretched out his hand to point at a few people:

"A few of you go to the East Courtyard and send people to Young Master Song, and the others will come with me."

"Yes!"

All should be.

Fang Zheng turned around and beckoned to the back, Wu Hai shouted, and took a dozen women with long hair and messy hair to the east courtyard.

This is the barracks station.

It can be seen that Ming Qianhu does take care of them, outsiders are usually not allowed to enter the barracks, they can not only come in, but even have something to do.

This cannot be the case for non-cronies.

Now.

The Anxi army knew that Fangzheng was favored by the Lord of Qianhu, and except for that He Baihu, no one dared to offend easily.

"Haha......"

Before he arrived at the East Courtyard, a burst of wild laughter came to his ears.

Stepping over the doorway, the first thing that catches your eye is a group of warblers and swallows, and a man in only thin fur pants is blindfolded and pounced.

The man was slightly fat, drooling from the corners of his mouth, and looked a little mentally retarded.

But his movements were extremely fast, and he pounced like a cheetah, and the girls tried desperately to dodge, but they were still thrown to the ground by him one by one.

They seem to be playing a childish game.

But it's a bit overdone.

Women are weak, especially women who have never practiced martial arts, how can they withstand the pounce of the cheetah, at least the flesh is contusion, and the worst is the broken ribs.

The man did not hold back.

Therefore, the men were excited to play, but the women were all frightened.

"Haha......"

Rushing to the last woman, the man took off the blindfold, revealing a slightly dull look in his eyes, and grinned:

"All of them were caught, who was the first to be caught just now?"

When everyone heard this, they all looked at one of the women, who was pale and frightened, and fainted directly when they saw the man turn his head sideways.

"Then it starts with you."

The man grinned and appeared next to the woman, regardless of the woman's situation, and reached out to pull the woman's clothes.

With brute strength, the iron sheet can be torn in half, not to mention the clothes, in the blink of an eye, the woman is already disheveled, and the man's face is more and more excited when he sees this.

Breathing has also become heavier.

"Young Master Song."

At this time, Fang Zheng clenched his fists and arched his hands:

"We're bringing someone here."

"Hmm." The man stopped what he was doing, as if he was a little displeased to be interrupted, and turned his head and waved his hand:

"Got it, people stay, you can get out!"

Fang Zheng lowered his head, avoiding the indecent scenes in the field, and slowly retreated backwards.

The next moment.

Terrible screams rang out from inside the courtyard.

"Song Shao has tempered his physical body since he was a child, although he is stupid and cultivated, he is not low, and the three-blooded martial artist is also vulnerable in front of him, how can those women stand his whipping?" Wu Hai sighed lightly:

"I heard that two corpses are thrown out of the courtyard every day."

"If you are not afraid of a madman, you are afraid of a madman who knows martial arts, especially a madman who has no humanity but only animal desire." Li San also said:

"Destroying people's ...... every day"

"Shh Wu Hai shook his head:

"Be careful."

"Let's go." Fang's face remained unchanged, and he walked towards the barracks.

…………

"Your Excellency!"

Ming Qianhu came to the middle of the military camp, and the deputy commander of the leader of the army on this trip made Song Kewang stand still behind him, clasping his fists with both hands and saying:

"Today's man is here."

"Hmm."

Song Kewang spoke slowly:

"How much?"

"Thirty-seven people, two cans of sperm blood." Ming Qianhu bowed his head.

There was a sudden silence in the field.

"Thirty-seven." Song Kewang squinted:

"Among the four thousand households, I am most optimistic about you, but ......, you always disappoint me."

"Back to my lord." Ming Qianhu Road:

"Although there are many evil demons in the city, there are also a few, and after a period of suppression, it is not easy to catch them again."

"Anyone who has colluded with the White Lotus Sect has taken his humble position!"

"Really?" Song Kewang's voice was indifferent:

"Then why hasn't the number of other people decreased, do you want to say that they killed good people and took ordinary people to make mistakes?"

"I don't dare."

Ming Qianhu hurriedly knelt on one knee.

"Humph!"

Song Kewang snorted coldly:

"The Qianqiu Sword is about to take shape, and it needs enough blood food, I don't care what method you use, a sufficient number of human lives are needed here."

"This matter is related to whether I can become a grandmaster, and there is no room for error!"

"Let's go down!"

Ming Qianhu raised his head, looked past Song Kewang, and looked at the sword body in front of him that was inserted into a pool of blood, and the cold light in his eyes flashed.

"Humble resignation!"

Chiaki Sword?

The magic sword!

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Fang Mansion.

Since Kong Baihu occupied the courtyard, Fang Zheng and the others could only shrink into a few rooms in the backyard and use fences to form a simple courtyard wall.

Wu Hai and Li San78 people crowded into one room, and several women lived in one room.

Only Founder,

It's still a separate room.

Fortunately, a few people have recently fallen into the eyes of Ming Qianhu, and they have gradually gained some fame in the Anxi Army, and Kong Baihu's attitude has also changed a lot.

At least

There is no bullshit happening, and living in the same compound is all right.

"Hoo ......"

Taking a deep breath, Fang Zheng sat cross-legged and silently moved the vowel Leifa.

The thunder in the body roared endlessly, shaking the muscles, bones, and internal organs, and while tempering the body, it was also slowly growing its qi and blood.

With the improvement of cultivation, the growth rate has been slow, and it has obviously reached a certain limit.

Three blood complete!

In the realm of martial artists, there is no way to enter, just need to adjust the qi and blood in the body, and wait for the thunderstorm to come, you can try to break through.

"Peng!"

The sudden loud noise interrupted Fang Zheng's cultivation.

"The thief is gone!"

Someone yelled.

There was a crunch of bricks on the roof, and the sound of hurried footsteps outside was getting closer.

"What's going on?"

He frowned, got up and pushed the door open, and when he saw a crowd of people rushing into the backyard, slashing with swords and slashing the fence and courtyard walls to pieces.

The outer door of the backyard fell to the ground.

The first person is familiar.

"He Baihu!"

Orthodox orbital constriction:

"What do you mean by that?"

"Thieves have fled here." He Baihu's eyes widened, and he swept the audience:

"He is leading people to chase and kill a few thieves, and I saw them disappear with my own eyes, I suspect that people were hidden by you!"

He waved his hand and said:

"Search for me!"

"Nonsense." Fang Zheng stepped forward and stopped the other party:

"We are serving a thousand households, and we are inseparable from the White Lotus Sect demons, why do you want to hide thieves, Your Excellency has nothing to do?"

"Do you really think Fang is afraid that you won't succeed?"

"How?" He Baihu noodles pan-killing machine:

"I'm ordered to arrest the thief, and you want to stop it?"

When these words fell, the people brought by He Baihu held down the handle of the knife one after another, and Wu Hai and the others also raised their spears, and the atmosphere became tense.

"What's going on?" Kong Baihu in the front yard hurried over when he heard the sound, and hurriedly said when he saw this:

"It's all your own people, don't be impulsive, put down the weapon in your hand first, let's talk slowly, talk slowly."

"Your own people?" He Baihu snorted coldly:

"He deserves it too!"

"It's just a plaything that is lucky enough to please the eyes of a thousand households!"

"It's better than Lord He" Fang Zheng said lightly:

"It's obviously a soldier brought out by Ming Qianhu, but he switched to Li Qianhu, and sure enough, if he has milk, he is a mother, and he doesn't care who is kind to him."

"What did you s*** say?" He Baihu roared angrily, Fang Zheng's words stimulated his fragile nerves, and he slammed it:

"Look for death!"

"Peng!"

Knives and maces collided, and sparks splashed everywhere.

Others are even more eager to rush forward and fight, and they are about to stage a firefight.

"Don't do it."

Kong Baihu yelled, and separated the two of them with both hands:

"If you have something to say, talk about it!"

"Young Master Fang, you don't have to say a word."

"Stop it for me, if anyone does it, don't blame Kong for being polite!"

He was full of brute force, and the soldiers in the front yard came one after another, forcibly separating the two groups of people, and separated a road in the middle.

"Fang was about to rest, but someone kicked the door and broke in, and anyone would be angry." Fang Zheng moved his muscles and bones, and swept the knife in his hand:

"The surname is He, if you want to compare and compare, it is straightforward, Fang will accompany you to the end."

"Humph!" He Baihu looked disdainful:

"Just you?"

"He led people to hunt down and kill the thieves, and I saw them disappear from you with my own eyes, I said a long time ago that there is something wrong with you."

"Fart!"

"Bastard!"

"That's enough." Kong Baihu yelled, looking sideways at Fangzheng:

"Since Fang Gongzi is sure that he has no problem, then let He Baihu search it, and Brother He will naturally leave when he dies."

"There's no need to make a fuss."

"Brother Kong is sure that he is really chasing and killing thieves so far?" Orthodox opening.

"This ......," Kong Baihu hesitated.

He knew very well that He Baihu looked at Fang Zheng unpleasantly, and often found fault, and it was very likely that he was deliberately humiliating by kicking the door tonight.

But

The two are colleagues after all.

"Fang Gongzi is angry." He whispered:

"Let him search it, and leave if it's okay, otherwise I'm afraid he won't stop today."

"If you find a thief, that's it." Founder Road:

"What if you don't find it?"

"Not how!"

He Baihu directly bumped into the crowd and walked inside:

"I saw them fleeing into here with my own eyes, and if they couldn't find anyone, they all went in and searched for me, and I had to dig three feet into the ground to find people."

As soon as Fang Zheng's figure moved, he was dragged by Kong Baihu and shook his head.

"Peng!"

The door of the house was kicked open, and the people led by He Baihu rushed in to rummage through the boxes and cabinets, seemingly looking for someone but destroying them at will, and the faces of Wu Hai and the others were not good-looking.

"Women?"

In the second room, Jinshu, Liu Qinghuan and Lao Liu's daughter lived, and the three daughters shrunk timidly, letting a group of big men rummage through the room.

"Get out of the way!"

He Baihu's eyes turned, and he reached out and pulled the old Liu woman to the ground, glaring at the gauze brocade book with a mask:

"Cover your head and cover your face, can't you see the light?"

As he spoke, he reached for the face towel and pulled it.

"Ahh

The two women exclaimed.

The face towel was torn off, and below it were ordinary facial features, inconspicuous in the dim candlelight.

"Huh?"

Seeing this, He Baihu's eyes lit up:

"Human skin mask, there's really something wrong!"

As he spoke, he reached out again.

"Rak ......"

The mask was torn off by him, and Jinshu couldn't help but cry out in pain, half-covering his plain hands, but he couldn't cover his charming appearance.

There was silence in the field.

He Baihu moved too fast, and Jin Shu covered his face in time, there were not many people who could see it clearly, but just by glancing at it, his appearance was already deep in his heart.

"Gollum ......"

Kong Baihu's throat rolled, and his eyes were dull.

He Baihu was also stunned, and subconsciously took two steps back, as if he was feeling guilty for his rude actions just now.

There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent;

A smile captivates the city, and then a smile captivates the country.

Fang Zheng's mind swept over the poems sung by Liu Qinghuan, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, no wonder Qinghuan would say that this poem was made for Jinshu.

Beauty!

The beauty is thrilling.

Even a person like him, who was bombarded by countless retouched pictures, couldn't help but lose his mind the moment he saw the appearance of the brocade book.

Others,

Needless to say.

"Your Excellency."

At this time, a man came over:

"There wasn't in the next room either."

"Oh!" He Baihu came back to his senses, casually threw away the human skin mask in his hand, and said with an indifferent face:

"No one, forget it."

"I was stopped just now, and it is estimated that the thieves have already escaped, so count them lucky."

Saying that, with a wave of his hand:

"Let's go!"

…………

The night was dark.

The cold wind blew in the face, and the cold invaded the body, which also made He Baihu's confused consciousness suddenly shake, and the cold light appeared in his eyes.

The thought turned, and he slowly stopped.

"Your Excellency!"

A person next to him looked sideways:

"What's wrong?"

"Beauty." He Baihu licked the corners of his mouth, his eyes flashing:

"Peerless beauty!"

"Your Excellency is talking about the woman with the human skin mask just now." One laughed and said:

"The villain didn't see her appearance, but she can fascinate the adult, and she must have a charming appearance."

"I saw it, and it was beautiful." The other person didn't have so many words, his eyes were wide open, and he looked salivating:

"If I can do it again, I will be content in this life!"

"Rude!" Someone angrily reprimanded, and then grinned:

"But that's what I thought too!"

"Haha......"

The crowd laughed.

"It's a pity that there is a surname Fang, and we can't touch it." A sigh interrupted the laughter, and one person sighed:

"With such a beautiful beauty by my side, I'm afraid that he keeps singing day and night, and the guy surnamed Fang is really enviable."

"Founder!"

He Baihu's eyes jumped, and his steel teeth clenched:

"No way!"

"The more I think about today's incident, the more angry I become, a pariah dares to contradict it, go back with me and kill that guy directly, in order to vent his hatred."

"Your Excellency." Everyone's faces changed:

"The surname Fang has entered the eyes of thousands of adults."

"So what?" He Baihu turned his head abruptly and glared at his subordinates angrily:

"For the sake of a mere pariah, can a thousand households still punish He Mou, besides, with that beauty in hand, why worry about glory and wealth?"

Just give that woman to the general......

You may not be able to make thousands of households!

"Let's go!"

…………

Sending away the reluctant Kong Baihu and letting the others go back to the room to rest, Fang Zheng paced to the back of the room and clasped the ground with his hand.

"Humph!"

With a muffled grunt, the 'ground' was lifted alive by him.

Two figures leaped out of it.

It is Che Zhongyang and Du Qiaoyun and his wife.

He Baihu didn't lie, he was indeed chasing and killing people, and people were indeed hiding here, but they were not found.

"Young Master Fang."

Du Qiaoyun was grateful:

"Thank you."

"It doesn't matter." Fang Zheng shook his head:

"This is not a place to stay for a long time, it is better to leave as soon as possible just in case, if you can, it is better to go out of the city and hide."

"Humph!" Yang in the car snorted coldly:

"The Anxi Army said that it was officers and soldiers, but in fact it was not as good as bandits, forcing good people to become prostitutes, killing good people and risking merit, and such people who did all kinds of evil would be punished by God sooner or later."

"I heard that Fang Gongzi is also helping them with things."

Fangzheng's eyes shrank.

"Senior brother." Du Qiaoyun pulled the sleeve of Zhongyang in the car:

"Don't say a word, the people Fang Gongzi captured are all White Lotus Sect demons, unlike others, thanks to Fang Gongzi's rescue today."

"Hmm." Yang in the car snorted and said:

"Young Master Fang, I advise you not to help the abuse, you must know that people are watching the sky, and there will be retribution for some things."

"Heh......" Fang Zheng was speechless, rolled his eyes and said:

"Let's go, for the sake of the face of Pavilion Master Du, I will help you this time, I don't know what the situation will be next time we meet."

"Don't send it!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and made a send-off gesture.

I knew that Che Zhongyang was so yin and yang, and he shouldn't have softened his heart for a while, this person wouldn't have been stimulated by something to become mentally abnormal, right?

"You ......"

Che Zhongyang wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Du Qiaoyun pulling his sleeves, and said crisply:

"Trouble Fang Gongzi, you ...... Be careful, too. ”

"Senior brother."

"Let's go!"

Seeing the backs of the two people moving away, Fang Zheng shook his head, returned to the room and sat cross-legged, silently exercising, intending to adjust his breath.

A moment later.

"No way!"

He opened his eyes:

"If you don't have good thoughts, it will hinder your cultivation."

A wave of depression rushed straight to his head, making his mind full of thoughts, aggrieved, angry, and murderous intent intertwined, and he couldn't calm down.

!

With a scolding scolding, Fang Zheng turned over and stood up:

"It's done!"

"Kill the one surnamed He, ask for peace."

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On the long street, nine figures were rushing from the Chaofang Mansion.

He Baihu took the lead, and the double armor weighing dozens of catties was behind his back, and the heavy armor did not affect his movements.

If the meaning of slaughter is substantial, it refers to the front.

Well?

On the roof, a square figure appeared out of thin air, and several people below raised their eyebrows slightly, showing surprise.

Coincidental!

All have the same intentions.

"Heh......"

With a light sigh, Fang Zheng took off the five ghost pockets around his waist, bent his fingers and popped out a drop of essence blood, and recited in a low voice:

"The sky is clear and the earth is clear, the soldiers follow the seal, and they will ...... orders one by one, and the five ghosts will quickly come to receive the order, and they will be carried out quickly, and they will be as urgent as the law!"

"Woo......"

The five ghost pockets trembled slightly, and streams of black qi poured out of it, turning into a five-headed yin soul in the air, and screaming towards Fang Zheng.

The whistling sound cannot be heard, but it pierces the sea like a steel needle.

"Humph!"

Fang Zheng hummed lowly, his eyes were cold:

"Received my sperm blood, and dare to fight back?"

Yan Junguan thoughts!

Martial Will!

The idea of knowing the sea was outlined, and the law of Yan Jun was brought out, and the intention of coercing the four extremes of the eight directions came out of the body, and it also made the attacking ghosts stagnate.

Thoughts of fear and surrender fluctuated.

"Something that can't be raised!"

Fang Zheng stretched out his hand and pointed down:

"Go!"

…………

The black clouds are like a curtain, weighing heavily on my heart, as if I can touch the dark sky when I reach out from a high place.

Except for a little dim starlight, there is no halo between heaven and earth.

"Da ......"

He Baihu's figure suddenly pointed forward, his brows furrowed, and he looked forward with doubts in his eyes:

"Be careful!"

"What's the matter...... It's coming. ”

Before he could finish speaking, his surroundings suddenly darkened, and he couldn't see his five fingers, and even the thin starlight was completely obscured.

It's like a dark barrier that envelops the entire long street.

Not only can you not see inside, but you can't hear the slightest sound from outside.

"Something is wrong!"

"Be careful!"

"What's going on?"

"Zheng ......"

Everyone unsheathed their swords one after another, forming a battle formation and besieging the city.

"It's a ghost."

He Baihu licked the corners of his mouth:

"Warlock!"

Yin ghosts are formless and invisible, unless they cast a spell that unfolds the eye of the sky, or they become a mage or a martial artist.

The reason why ordinary people can also see it in some cases is because the aura is sympathetic when the yin spirit is doing evil, and it can be 'seen' at that time.

Seeing here is not a visual recognizance, but a special sense.

Other words.

The ghosts do not appear actively, and it is difficult for ordinary people to detect their existence.

"Woo......"

The wind is blowing.

"Wow!"

The ghost whistling sound is like a steel needle, piercing the skull, Rao is a warrior with hard skin and rough flesh, and his head is also swelled by the ghost whistling sound.

Everything in front of me became blurry.

"Be careful!"

He Baihu roared, and the qi and blood in his body seemed to be surging up in the oven, and suddenly exploded.

"Boom!"

The five-headed yin soul appeared in the air, screaming under the impact of qi and blood, and the action of pounce was also stagnant.

"Kill!"

All the soldiers brace their spirits and rush forward with their weapons, and the evil spirit obtained from the battlefield on their bodies is the nemesis of the ghosts and ghosts.

Suddenly.

The ghost in the field suddenly dispersed, and it seemed that it would turn into green smoke and disperse in the next moment.

"Tsk!"

On the roof, Fang Zheng shook his head and sighed:

"The evil qi of the battlefield is really the nemesis of the ghosts and ghosts, the five ghosts can suppress the three-blooded masters, but they are vulnerable in the face of the military array."

"Fortunately ......"

"The Five Ghost Handling Method is not useless."

"Yin and Yang are reversed, the reincarnation of the five ghosts, turn for me!"

With a flick of the fingers, the situation in the field changed again.

The spirit of the five ghosts was shocked, and they let out a long roar again, and the yin qi gathered into a whirlpool, wrapping all the soldiers in unison and spinning wildly.

If the whirlpool is substantial, it is difficult for people to move an inch.

There are even ghost claws poking out of it, touching the flesh, and the place of contact is immediately dried up and the essence is rapidly consumed.

At this point,

The fight is which of the ghost yin qi and the yang qi of the soldiers and the evil qi persists until the end.

"Who?"

He Baihu looked up to the sky and roared:

"Attacking and killing officers and soldiers should be punished!"

"Poof!"

A flash of knife light, the body of a person behind him stiffened, a crack appeared on his neck, and the life in his eyes instantly dimmed.

The ghost claws poked out of the whirlpool at the right time, grabbed the corpse and dragged it into the whirlpool, spitting out a pile of dry bones in the blink of an eye.

Flashes of swords,

There were several more corpses in the field again.

One trades off the other.

The ghost thing has to replenish its essence and blood, and gradually recovers, but it is a cadre of soldiers who have to beware of elusive opponents, and the pressure increases sharply.

"Ahh

He Baihu gritted his teeth and screamed, his hands staggered, and he slammed forward.

"Peng!"

The fierce energy smashed the whirlpool out of a gap, and then his figure flashed, and he had already appeared outside the whirlpool transformed by the five ghosts.

What greeted him was a flash of light.

"When ......"

Swords collided, and sparks flew everywhere.

"It's you!"

He Baihu's eyes widened:

"Surnamed Fang, I knew you had a problem!"

"Humph!"

Fang Zheng snorted lightly between his noses, and without saying a word, he swung his knife and slashed.

What else is there to say about it now?

The sword light was like a waterfall, and more than ten slashes were made in an instant, although He Baihu tried his best to resist, he was still cut back and his arms trembled.

How so?

Why is the opponent so strong?

His own strength can be said to be the best among many hundred households, and a pair of heavy rubbles can be broken, which is actually at a disadvantage.

Three blood complete!

The surname Fang is not a first-time third-blood!

He's hiding so deeply!

Seeing that he was about to fall into a desperate situation, He Baihu's eyes were bloodshot, his head stretched forward and puffed out, and his erect neck was slightly bulging.

Like a panting toad.

Call!

Whew!

His panting sound became heavier and heavier, like a bull's roar, muffled drums, and even the air flow rolled backwards, and the force of the explosion in his hand became more and more powerful.

Stay until the blood boils to the extreme.

Die!

Toad devouring the sky!

His body rushed forward, his muscles and flesh were like lumps of iron at this moment, his clothes and armor were twisted, and the fierce force exploded violently.

Rushing forward and swinging, the force is fierce and violent.

Even if it was a fierce tiger in front of him, facing the weight of the crazy hammering, he was afraid that he would be smashed into a pile of meat in the blink of an eye.

"Good!"

Fangzheng's eyes lit up, and he did not retreat but advanced.

"Peng!"

The dirt exploded under his feet, and the sword light in the field skyrocketed.

The flesh tempered by the vowel thunder method made Fang Zheng's seemingly slender body hide a terrifying incomparable power.

This time, swing the knife.

Rising like the wind, momentum like thunder.

Extreme speed and power, even smashing through the air, emitting a sonic barrier-like scream that collided with the incoming hammer.

"When ......"

The qi burst open, and the visible waves of qi burst out from the impact of the blade.

The knives collided wildly, and the energy kept bursting out, and the figures of the two were staggered in the air, and countless fierce energies swept around them.

The hard walls were actually cut by the strong wind.

"Poof!"

The two staggered, and their bodies froze suddenly.

"Not bad."

Fang Zheng exhaled lightly and slowly retracted the knife:

"It is worthy of He Baihu, who can force Fang to this point, but ......, after all, he is still better."

"Gollum ......" He Baihu opened his mouth, blood foamed in his throat, his eyes turned his head unwillingly, and then fell to the ground.

Bobo's blood poured down his throat.

The armor leaf that protected the neck was also torn by the blade.

"Talking and playing."

Fang Zheng turned around, shrugged his shoulders and shook his head:

"If it weren't for the fact that you were wearing armor and didn't even need to cast a lightning bolt, you could easily be crushed by strength alone."

Between words.

The killing in the rear also came to an end.

The remaining few people were devoured by the five ghosts, and turned into dry bones one after another, and when they saw that there was still a corpse in the field, the five ghosts screamed and pounced again.

The corpses of the three-blooded warriors were a great supplement for them.

"Fortunately, there are five ghosts to help, otherwise it would have been really troublesome."

Fang Zheng squinted, thoughtful.

In terms of strength, He Baihu is a lot weaker than him, but he has armor on his body, desperate moves, and other people to form a formation to assist.

Even if it is square, it cannot face its front.

unless

He used a gun!

Armour!

This is crucial.

Even if it is a first-blood warrior, it is not so easy to kill after wearing armor, and second-blood armor can even have a relationship with third-blood.

Fortunately,

Even if it is the elite of the Anxi Army, not everyone is fully armored, as long as there are still key points exposed, they can be found by the masters.

And in the face of ghosts and ghosts, armor is not only useless, but has become a burden.

"Let's go!"

The remnants of the five ghosts and a scroll field disappeared one after the other with Fangzheng.

…………

"Silver ticket?"

The pile of silver tickets brought back by the five ghosts made Fang Zheng smile:

"I thought I was going to be busy in vain, but I didn't expect that there would be an unexpected gain."

Armor, although valuable, is impossible to take away.

However, He Baihu and others still have silver tickets hidden.

The small amount of silver tickets is ten taels, and the large amount is even one hundred taels or even five hundred taels, and the thick pile of silver tickets in his hand is more than 1,300 taels.

Moreover, it is also the bearer silver ticket of the Heavenly Master's Taoism, which can be used everywhere in the country, as long as you find any prefecture city, you can exchange it for cash at the ticket bank.

"Boom!"

"Knock knock!"

There was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

"I, Lao Kong."

"Kong Baihu?" Fang Zheng's eyes moved slightly, put away the silver ticket and got up to open the door:

"It's so late, and Lord Baihu still doesn't rest?"

"Hey!" Kong Baihu waved his hand:

"Brother Fang, don't want to see outside, just call me Lao Kong, today's incident is also my Lao Kong's mistake, I couldn't stop the surname He, let him disturb you."

"I'm sorry."

He looked apologetic, his eyes full of shame.

"How dare you."

The square front is surprised:

"Hole...... Brother Kong saw the outside. ”

What is this for?

Conscience findings?

"That ......" Kong Baihu gestured with his eyes:

"Can you go in and sit?"

"Of course." Fang Zheng hurriedly turned sideways:

"Brother Kong, please!"

"Haha......, bother." Kong Baihu smiled, and at the same time stretched out his right hand hidden behind his back, holding a wine jug in his hand, and said:

"It's been a while since I came to Gu'an County, and it's Brother Fang's house again, it's a lot of trouble to say, it's rare to have time today, let's have a drink?"

"Brother Kong is polite." Founder's Squint:

"If you have something to say, you might as well say it directly."

Nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief.

It is not a moment or a half for the other party to occupy the Fang Mansion, and it is possible to set it almost at any time, but he chose to be this big night.

How to look at how wrong.

"Hey......

Kong Baihu smiled dryly, and a faint flush appeared on his slightly dark cheeks, which seemed to be ...... Shy?

Fang ...... Brother Fang. He licked the corners of his mouth and asked in a low voice:

"I don't know what the relationship between that Jinshu girl and Brother Fang is?"

"Brocade girl?" Founder thoughtfully:

"She is Fang's tenant, some time ago there was a riot of refugees in the city, in order to take refuge, she temporarily borrowed Fang's mansion, it doesn't matter."

"Ahh Kong Baihu's eyes lit up:

"She's not Brother Fang's wife and concubine?"

"Yes!"

"Brother Fang called her Miss Jinshu, how could she be a wife and concubine, it turned out to be just a tenant, temporarily borrowed, I don't know if there is a husband's family?"

He chattered and looked excited, which also brought Fang Zheng back to his senses.

Seemingly.

This is the brocade book.

Well.

With the appearance of Jinshu, I am afraid that normal men will not be tempted when they see it, but Kong Baihu's shy appearance as if he was an innocent virgin is unexpected.

After thinking about it, Fang Zheng spoke:

"I don't know Miss Jinshu well, and I don't know if I have a husband, if Brother Kong is interested, I can ask Fang when I have time."

"Interested, interested." Kong Baihu nodded hurriedly:

"There's Brother Lao."

He picked up his glass and drank it all:

"I respect you!"

"Well said."

Fang Zheng chuckled when he heard this, and also raised his wine glass, but he understood the other party's thoughts.

One of the two intends to get closer, and the other is happy, and the wine is frequent when they come and go, and the atmosphere becomes warmer.

Just as he was drinking freely, Fang Zheng's ears trembled slightly, and he looked out in surprise.

Kong Baihu also heard the strange noise, and frowned.

"It's hilarious."

Fang Zheng shook his head:

"In my small courtyard, there are people coming and going at night, and it is rare to be quiet."

"Peng!"

The outer door of the backyard was kicked open again, and a group of Anxi soldiers rushed in with a look of rage.

"Founder!"

"Get out of here!"

"What's wrong?"

"What's wrong again?"

“……”

"What's wrong?" A soldier stepped out and said angrily:

"He Baihu was intercepted and killed and died on Long Street, surnamed Fang, did you do it?"

"Presumptuous!"

Before Fang Zheng could speak, Kong Baihu had already stood up:

"He Baihu has just left, and I am drinking with Brother Fang, how can I have time to go out and harm people, is it possible that Cheng Er and others suspect that Kong is also a murderer?"

Wen Yan,

The soldiers who rushed in couldn't help but look at each other.

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