He Baihu and the others had their skin and flesh melted, and only dry bones remained, obviously at the hands of a skilled warlock, plus Kong Baihu testified.

The clamoring had no choice but to stop.

Besides, He Baihu's personality is not good, and the friendship of colleagues is afraid that there are very few, and many people are happy to be like this when he has an accident.

A group of people quarreled for a long time, and the matter finally came to an end, and Fang Zheng was in no mood to rest, so he practiced the Five Ghost Handling Method.

"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!"

The five ghost pockets shook slightly, and the five yin spirits appeared one after another.

"No!"

"It's supposed to be a ghost!"

Looking at the resentful soul quietly suspended in the air, Fang Zheng was thoughtful.

"Seven Notes on the Clouds" contains that people have three souls and seven souls, and the three souls are three souls of heaven, earth and man.

Among them, the heavenly soul is born in the Great Dao, and after death, the heavenly soul dissipates and returns to heaven and earth; The earth soul is born by cause and effect, and returns to Yin Si after death; The human soul is sent by the bloodline, and it remains in the tomb, tablet, and temple after death, and is continued by the incense of future generations.

In this way, there are all kinds of customs in the world.

As.

Pay attention to the continuation of the bloodline.

After all, if there are no descendants to worship incense every year, the soul of the ancestors will be difficult to survive, isn't this the biggest unfilial piety?

Later generations offer incense, and ancestors will also provide protection.

so

Endless!

Of course

This is on the basis of the real ability of the human soul to reside in the world, according to Zhang Mingrui of the Pure Yang Palace, the probability of the human soul residing in the world is nonsense.

There is no so-called.

After death, if the three souls are not dispersed, they can be called yin souls.

For ordinary people, the yin soul is not very harmful, at most it can weaken people's yang qi, as long as it is not entangled, it will not be fatal.

Those who practice martial arts are full of qi and blood, and the yin spirits will be afraid.

Wraiths are different.

The resentful soul is angry and vicious, not only can harm the lives of ordinary people, but even the blood of the warrior cannot be truly restrained.

Equivalent to an advanced version of the Shade.

However, whether it is a yin soul or a resentful soul, there is no substance, and the means of harming people can only be by creating illusions to intimidate and directly devour qi and blood.

or

Sends out a ghostly roar to attack the consciousness of others.

You can't really cut people with a machete.

"The biggest effect of the Five Ghosts Handling Method is to condense the power of the five ghosts, so that the resentful spirits can directly touch the real thing." Founder Opening:

"In this way, the means of killing people will also be greatly increased, and the so-called carrying goods and even stealing other people's things is a joke."

Between words.

The five ghosts suspended in the air suddenly turned, turning into a black cloud, and a pitch-black ghost claw poked out of it, slowly grabbing the hilt of the knife in the field.

"Da ......"

The sensation of touching the real thing emerges.

"Zheng!"

The blade trembled slightly, and it was really pulled out of its scabbard by the ghost claw.

If there were others here, they would definitely not be able to see the resentful spirits in the field, but could only see the long knife suspended in the air with the gesture of Fang Zheng's eyes.

Even.

The sword shimmered, dancing back and forth.

It's like a knife in the air, and the mind controls things.

"No way!"

Shaking his head, he asked Ghost Claw to put down the long knife and whispered:

"Even if it is the power of the five ghosts, it is still too difficult to hold the long knife, and the speed of wielding it is too slow, so it can only deal with ordinary people."

"Hmm......"

"Try a different lighter?"

As soon as the thought moved, the ghost's claws turned into silk threads, and wrapped a pair of scissors on the table not far away, and the scissors "clicked" in the air.

"Still too slow!"

Fang Zheng shook his head:

"Change the needle."

This time, the steel needle shuttled in the air, and the speed was much faster than the previous two, and it was almost difficult for a blood martial artist to keep up with the movement speed of the steel needle.

Even if it is a three-blooded martial artist, he will be hit if he is not careful.

This is just a beginner's practice, if you are proficient, I am afraid that if you face the three-blooded martial artist head-on, you can also use the steel needle to kill it.

"Hoo ......"

Fang Zheng exhaled turbidity and put away the five ghosts.

"Even if I use the Five Ghost Handling Method, the people who can be dealt with by the Five Ghost Pocket in my hands are at most three blood, and there are great limitations."

First,

It's too much energy.

He contemplated Yan Jun's true intentions every day, and he was full of energy and strength, so that the five ghosts still rushed to his mind.

If you want to really do whatever you want, you don't know the Year of the Monkey.

Second

Can't be too far away.

If the distance is too far, the five ghosts may be out of control, and it may be difficult to make a master, and the limit distance of his current cultivation is only five zhang.

Not close,

But it's not far away.

And the farther the distance, the lower the power.

"If you use the altar, the power of the divine soul is stronger, holding the five ghost pockets, and you are not afraid to face three or five three-blood martial artists."

Fang Zheng muttered in his mouth:

"Even, in the hands of a master of magic, it may threaten the martial artist!"

"The key is to be able to kill people invisibly, no wonder the status of warlocks is so high, and mages are far rarer than martial artists."

He was actually more interested in spells than in martial arts.

After all, no matter how high the martial arts are, in modern society, there is a high probability that it will be taken down with one shot, and the pistol cannot be replaced with a rifle, and the rifle cannot be replaced with a sniper rifle.

No more,

There are also shells ready in the back.

Spells are different, they are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and they are endlessly varied, which can confuse the mind and make ghosts, making people unguardable and unavoidable.

"It's a pity!"

"My talent for martial arts is stronger than spells."

Fang Zheng shook his head:

"The martial artist is ahead, and the mage still doesn't know the year of the monkey."

*

*

*

The wind swept the ground, and the paraquat broke.

The clouds in the sky are getting thicker and thicker, and it also announces that the upcoming thunderstorm will definitely be lightning and thunder, and the rain will pour down.

"Kill!"

"Rush!"

“……”

The shouts of killing shook the sky.

A group of people rushed into the alley, frantically chasing and killing a group of fleeing White Lotus Sect believers, and the red-eyed people made a move to attack the vital point.

"Your Excellency."

Sun Baihu gave up:

"Thirty-one people have been won, including three second-blooded warriors, six first-blooded warriors, and third-blooded warriors...... Haven't encountered it yet. ”

"Hmm."

Master Ming sat on the back of the horse, his eyes gloomy and nodded:

"Go to the next place."

"Yes!"

100 households should be.

In the crowd, Li San rubbed his sore thighs, struggled to prop up his body, and said in a low voice:

"What's wrong with the Thousand Households in the past two days, the whole city is like crazy to search for the White Lotus Sect demons, and I haven't had time to rest until I get up early in the morning."

"When will you be able to change your habits?" Wu Hai frowned:

"Don't talk so much!"

"Let's go." Fang Zheng waved:

"The top is in a hurry to ask for someone, and there is no way for the thousand households."

"Yes."

The two should be.

…………

"Phew!"

Ming Qianhu gently pulled the reins, stopped the forward momentum, squinted and looked ahead, and then pointed forward with the reins in his hand:

"It's still time for two sticks of incense."

"Go ahead!"

"Yes!"

Everyone should say yes in unison.

After this period of fighting, even if they were a temporary team composed of courtyard guards and scattered cultivators, they had some adaptation to the battlefield.

After all

Those who don't adapt have already lost their lives.

Fang Zheng checked his belongings, and was about to step forward, when his ears suddenly trembled.

"Be careful!"

A fluttering voice came to my ears.

Chen Jiuniang of Wanbao Pavilion!

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and subconsciously looked back, but saw Ming Qianhu sitting on horseback and looking into the distance, surrounded by soldiers.

Looking around, no one else showed anything unusual.

There is no figure of Chen Jiuniang.

This is......

Sound transmission into secret?

Fang Zheng retracted his gaze and looked ahead.

Ahead is a low-lying freight yard, covering a very large area, where dozens of merchants once set up warehouses, and there is still room for it.

Reputedly.

It was originally a residential area in the northern part of the city, but in the early years a heavy rain caused the terrain to sink in, and when there was rain, it would be hoarded here.

Gradually, the people moved to other places, and there were only some higher places for merchants to set up warehouses.

The turmoil during this period of time made the freight yard a mess, the terrain was undulating, and the ground was muddy, so it was easy to hide and deal with the encirclement and suppression of officers and soldiers.

As far as the eye can see.

A one-man high horse-rejection pile surrounded the freight yard, and there was a dead silence inside.

According to past experience, there should be a group of White Lotus Sect believers hiding in it, but in the face of everyone's encirclement and suppression, there should be no power to fight back.

"Be careful."

Fang Zheng squinted his eyes and motioned to Wu Hai and the two:

"Go slower."

They're actually walking very slowly, and if they go any slower, it will be a little noticeable, but it's better to be careful, just in case.

The procession entered the yard and the crowd gradually parted.

The place is too big to be able to search for a target if you don't spread out.

"Poof!"

"Be careful!"

"There are archers!"

"Outflank from the side!"

As it continued to go deeper, there were gradually small-scale battles, and from time to time, there would be followers of the White Lotus Sect who had blessed the gods.

However, with the cooperation of everyone, they all died on the spot.

They are also becoming more and more experienced in dealing with God Fighting.

"Peng!"

In the middle of the crowd, the haystack suddenly burst open, and a figure burst out of it, and two giant blades like crescents in their hands frantically sliced through the surroundings.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The sharp blade slashed through the flesh, and the blood splattered in all directions, and several people could not dodge and died on the spot, including two warriors.

"Master!"

"Let's get on it!"

The crowd shouted, and several people rushed up in unison.

"Jingle ......"

The sound of collision was endless, sparks splashed everywhere, and everyone's complexion changed.

"It's three bloods!"

"Be careful!"

The three-blooded martial artists are masters no matter where they are placed, but fortunately, after this period of fighting, the survivors have found a lot of good things.

even

A few people got their hands on full-body helmets.

Others don't talk about full armor, and they can always get one or two pieces to protect the vital nail stomach.

In this way, even if you encounter a three-blood master, it is not without a fight, plus the help of your companions, and even have the opportunity to fight back.

There is more than one ambush.

There are many hidden enemies in the cargo yard, and they launch surprise attacks from various hidden places, and the battle suddenly turns fierce.

Shouting to kill.

Gradually, it spread throughout the freight yard.

The other side.

The three of them also encountered an evil demon, who had long hair and was holding a black club, each of which contained great power.

The shadow of the stick is heavy, and it kicks up a large cloud of dust.

Wu Hai and Li San rushed into it and fought with it.

"Ape sticks?"

Fang Zheng stood behind him with his negative hand and said:

"This kind of stick is agile, fierce, and wild, but weak and melee combat, and the stick in this man's hand is eight feet long, and his weakness is within three feet."

"Don't rush to attack, it's a false move, he's luring the enemy deeper."

His eyes moved slightly, and he said:

"This person should have a secret weapon on him."

"It's a flying needle!"

As if he could predict the prophet, he could see the movements of the three of them, and as soon as the words fell, the demon with the stick happened to pop out a flying needle with his fingers.

"Ding......

The flying needle hit Li San's body, and was bounced away by the protective soft armor, although he was on guard, but the sharp force still made his mouth snort and staggered backwards.

Wu Hai rushed forward at the right time, and the sword light shimmered to force the opponent to dodge in a hurry.

Thanks to Fang Zheng's guidance, his every move directly attacked the opponent's vital points, and he specialized in restraint and stick techniques, and firmly gained the upper hand.

"Ahh

The stick-wielding demon looked up to the sky and roared, and several flying needles popped out of the square with his fingers in front of him:

"Shut up!"

"Left rib." Fang Zheng turned his head sideways, avoided the flying needle, and said indifferently:

"Try to keep alive as much as possible, there are enough living warriors on the side of the Thousand Households, if they die...... Three can top one. ”

"Humph!"

Someone in the back snorted:

"What a big breath, will Your Excellency be able to eat us?"

"Oh!"

Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows and turned his head to see:

"I didn't even notice someone coming, it's such a great light body kung fu."

"Well said."

The man was dressed in a big hat and a felt hat, and the heavy snow fell on his body, like a snowman who had stood here for an unknown period of time.

Looking at the cold eyes in the air, he said:

"There are so many people in the freight yard, everyone is fighting desperately, only Your Excellency is calm, and there is leisure to guide others, which is really admirable."

"Hmm......" Fang Zheng pursed his lips:

"In fact, it's a last resort, I think no one likes to fight life and death, and it's naturally best to be low-key and fool the past."

He regards the other world as a place for him to earn money and brush up on experience, and he naturally has a good attitude, and it is impossible to really fight with his life.

These days, following Ming Qianhu to arrest people is also passable.

Of course

It's another matter if you are in a hurry.

"Really?" The person who came snorted coldly:

"However, the world is unpredictable, and no one can do what he wants."

"Pick up!"

"Collapse!"

A sound similar to the tremor of the bowstring sounded, and the person who came was like a strong arrow off the string, swooping down on the square, and a cold light stabbed first.

Rapier!

The opponent's weapon is a blade similar to a Western stabbing sword, the blade is as slender as a long chopstick, and it stabs people close to the tip.

Fast!

Extremely fast!

This thorn has been tempered and integrated into the bone marrow, and with a step on his feet, the thin sword has already reached Fangzheng's throat.

"Huh!"

The tip of the sword misses.

The eyes of the man under the felt hat shrank, the thin sword swept, and the sound of 'clanging' breaking through the air sounded.

Fangzheng's figure flickered, like a ghost, tossing and turning in a three-foot place, so that the opponent's thin sword could not get close at all.

Seeing that the breath of the person who came was getting rougher, and when he was about to die, a gray shadow suddenly appeared not far away.

"Squeak ......"

Gray Shadow screamed and slammed into the front door.

velocity

It's a point faster than a bayonet.

"Huh?"

Fang Zheng's eyes narrowed, and he subconsciously waved his palm to fan away, and the body tempered by the vowel thunder method made his palm shatter the mountain stone.

"Peng!"

The slap landed firmly on the gray shadow, but it was like hitting a stubborn stone, and the gray shadow screamed and fell to the ground, bouncing and pounced again.

This time

Fang Zheng saw the gray shadow clearly.

It's a monster that looks like a squirrel!

It is said to be a monster because it has a human face, protruding fangs, sharp claws, and a pair of eyes full of madness.

"Gu thing?"

Zhang Mingrui's words swept through his heart, and his eyes were cold:

"Your Excellency is actually a Gu Master!"

Gu art is also a major category of spells, usually referring to the technique of cultivating Gu worms from various poisonous insects, and people who are proficient in Gu art are also called Gu masters.

Gu masters are rare.

I didn't expect to meet one here.

As he spoke, Fang Zheng raised his hand to look, but saw that the gloves woven by the silk on his hand were already scorched black, and they were actually eroded by the poison.

It's so poisonous!

To know.

His glove is able to resist a sword without damage!

…………

Outside the yard.

"Your Excellency."

One hundred households looked up and looked:

"There are too many thieves here, they can't hold it anymore."

"Hmm."

Ming Qianhu nodded slowly and stretched out his hand:

"You, you...... Thirty men each were brought in, and they were only to kill the enemy, and they did not pay attention to the courtyards. ”

"Yes!"

Two hundred households received the order, and rushed into the freight yard with sixty people under an order, and with this force joining, the power of resistance suddenly weakened.

But only for a moment.

More evil demons poured out from inside the freight yard.

"Ming-sama." The breeze swirled, and a person appeared on the spot, and the momentum like a tiger made everyone around him subconsciously bow their heads.

Gong Xiong, the head of the guards beside Lord Yan, the county commander.

At his side,

and Chen Jiuniang of Wanbao Pavilion.

Both of them are martial artists with true qi.

Gong Xiong squinted at the freight yard and said:

"Are you sure there is a martial artist of the White Lotus Sect hidden inside?"

"Of course."

Ming Qianhu lightly clamped his legs and drove forward:

"At least one of them, they hate Ming to the core, and they will definitely not miss this opportunity, and I hope that Brother Gong and Miss Chen will help later."

"If you can take down a martial artist, General Song will be rewarded."

"Nature." Chen Jiuniang nodded:

"However, if you want to draw out the White Lotus Sect martial artist, you need to put your adult in danger, and the situation here is bad, and we can't guarantee that we will take action in time."

"Be careful!"

"Heh......" Gong Xiong is even more light:

"Lord Ming really took General Song's explanation to heart, and he actually took great pains to use himself as bait to lure the White Lotus Sect martial artist to take the bait."

"You're really not worried, though?"

"Here, your phoenix blood horse won't work."

The yard is full of mud, and people can get stuck in it, let alone horses.

Without the phoenix blood horse under the crotch, the strength of Ming Qianhu would be greatly reduced, and it would not even be outstanding among the martial artists of Xiao Zhoutian.

And if he can exert the power of the phoenix blood horse, even if it is a great Zhou Heavenly martial artist, he can resist hard.

"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you can get the tiger." Ming Qianhu turned over and dismounted, drew his giant sword, and his eyes were solemn under the mask:

"Come in with me!"

"Whoa!"

…………

"Boom!"

"Boom ......"

A roar came from behind.

Fang Zheng licked the corners of his mouth and said:

"The officers and soldiers of the imperial court have already come in, and the friends are going to continue?"

"Hey......" The other party was holding a thin sword, and smiled coldly when he heard this:

"Of course!"

"Officers and soldiers, they just came to die!"

The thin sword and Gu beast pounced again, the wrong deal, and with the tacit understanding, the ordinary three-blooded martial artists were afraid that they would not be able to escape under their joint efforts.

Fang Zheng's feet were like glue, his lower body did not move, his upper body folded violently, and he crossed a semicircle against the incoming attack.

Tai Chi stunt - birds don't fly!

At the same time, his body was stagnant, drawing his knife with one hand, dancing wildly.

Bagua Knife - Eight ways to fight at night!

Night Battle Bafang is a special move in the Bagua Knife to face group battles, through extreme speed, burst, and strength, several consecutive swords to slash enemies from all directions.

If this trick is successful, you don't have to be afraid of falling under siege by others.

In general,

It is difficult for a person to hold a long knife to do continuous chopping, and the so-called eight knives are only imaginary fingers, not to mention that knives and knives all have fingers.

Now.

Fang Zheng held the knife in his hand, like a tiger like a wolf, the light of the knife skyrocketed in an instant, and the sound of '呑呑' breaking the air was even more terrifying.

The muddy ground exploded even more, and muddy water splashed.

"Rak ......"

"Peng!"

The Gu creature was knocked away hard, and the soft armor on the opponent's body was also torn apart, and the huge strength made the opponent have to retreat again and again.

"Huh?"

Fang Zheng frowned:

"You, refining yourself into a Gu thing?"

The flesh of an ordinary three-blooded martial artist can't stop his blade, and the vowel thunder method tempering the flesh has a miraculous effect, and it is not so strong.

"Yes."

The rapier trembled slightly, ready to move:

"Today is your time of death!"

"......" Fang Zheng raised his head and looked into the depths of the freight yard, where a deafening roar sounded, and I don't know who was fighting:

"Martial artist?"

"Not bad." The other party sneered:

"Ming Yanfei has repeatedly led troops to encircle and suppress the Holy Sect station, we will get rid of it, and this place is ...... It's a cemetery for him! ”

"Oh!" Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows, instantly thought of Chen Jiuniang, who was hidden and disappeared, shook his head and smiled:

"It's a pity, I'm afraid the result will disappoint Your Excellency."

"Forget it."

"It's been so long, it's time to send you on your way!"

Fang Zheng stepped forward, his body was like a green pine rooted in the earth, the long knife in his hand was obliquely fingered, the blade reflected the cold, and he stepped on the ground with one foot.

Boom!

The ground is dented, muddy water is splashing.

With this light step, it was like a thousand pounds of hammer slamming into the dirt, and the huge force penetrated the surface, and the anti-shock force rose accordingly.

mark time

Feet!

Fangzheng's momentum has changed suddenly!

Those who are good at attacking move above the nine heavens.

Xingyi 12 forms - dragon shape!

A momentum that moved above the nine heavens surged up, rushing towards it, making people breathe sluggishly, and making the opponent's eyes wide.

Not good!

Martial Will!

The will of the martial arts can break the spell, and naturally it can also break the Gu technique, and under the impact of Fang Zheng's divine thoughts, the Gu poison also has restlessness in his body.

Under the felt hat, the flesh and skin of this person's face squirmed wildly, like a living earthworm, which was a manifestation of Gu poison being uncontrollable.

"Ahh

With a roar, the thin sword stabbed out.

If you wait any longer, the Gu poison in your body will be completely out of control, and you will definitely die without the other party's action at that time.

"Zheng!"

The knife flashed.

One word is clear!

The two figures staggered by, Fang Zheng swung his knife with the momentum, and the blade swept past the attacking Gu object again.

It's not the same as before.

With the blessing of the will of the martial arts, the long knife easily broke through the skin of the Gu creature shaped like a squirrel, bringing out a blue blood water.

"Peng!"

One person, one Gu thing, landed at the same time.

"Woo......"

The wind is blowing.

Black smoke came out of the five ghost pockets, turning into five resentful spirits and pounced on the corpse, and with a chewing sound, they rolled up two small bags and returned.

Fang Zheng found a rag from nearby and wrapped the bag in a roll.

"The owner!"

At this time, Wu Hai and Li San also solved their opponents and hurried over.

"Hmm."

Fang Zheng nodded:

"Let's go."

"Huh......"

Before he could finish speaking, his eyebrows suddenly furrowed, and he looked towards the center of the freight yard.

But seeing that there was an endless roar, a thick corpse aura suddenly emerged, and ...... There seems to be a trend towards this direction.

No!

It's coming this way.

A black shadow jumped high on the haystack and swooped straight for the three of them.

"Who?"

Fang Zheng squinted his eyes and stood up.

The long knife was unsheathed in mid-air, and a sharp cold light slashed through the throat.

"Poof!"

White smoke escapes.

The head of the person who came was cut by the blade with a huge gap, and it turned out to be just a figure, and then pounced again like no one.

"Zombies?"

"Heh......"

Fang Zheng sighed lightly, and the will of the martial arts came out of his body, and the power of the thunder of the supreme yang converged on the blade, and a thunderbolt slashed out.

Circumstances change with the passage of time.

In the past, he was helpless in the face of zombies, but now he doesn't care about it.

"Poof!"

The flash of the knife flashed, and this time, the zombie's head flew high, and the headless corpse swayed from side to side before falling to the ground.

There is a god in the fist, and the demon can be broken!

If a martial artist comprehends the will of martial arts, whether it is a Gu animal, a demon or even a zombie, he can be so powerful that he can kill them all.

Fang Zheng put away the knife, and his body suddenly froze.

It's like being targeted by a poisonous snake, and the blood all over his body is stagnant.

"Good knife technique!"

One person sneered gloomily:

"Have we met?"

Fang Zheng turned around, but saw a person on the side looking at himself, the person's clothes were tattered and stenched, and it was Yin Fang, the leader of the beggar gang.

The two certainly met.

At that time, Jiao Gu, who was killing the beggar gang, was caught red-handed by the other party and escaped.

It's just that Fang Zheng was wearing a mask at that time, and Yin Fang didn't know who the murderer was, but this time he saw a very similar knife light.

Doubts had to rise in my heart.

Meet with!

Fang Zheng was bitter, and secretly shouted that he would not be targeted by a martial artist, right?

"Peng!"

At this moment, the dirt behind exploded, and three entangled figures rushed out one after another, one of whom was relatively embarrassed.

"Haha......" Gong Xiong swung his knife and slashed, and shouted in his mouth:

"The surname is Jia, you are really here, but it's a pity that the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, I didn't expect me to wait for it, you can't escape today!"

"Lord Yin, save me!" Lord Jia Xiang roared sharply and rushed in this direction.

Yin Fang hesitated, looked at the three people who were approaching quickly, suddenly dodged and grabbed one person from the side, and threw it towards Fang Zheng.

At the same time, he struck several palms with his palms and greeted the comers.

"Peng!"

"Pemba!"

"Lord Jia Xiang." Yin let go and roared:

"You drag them back, Yin will leave first."

"You ......"

Jia Xiangzhu's complexion changed greatly, but he was forced to have no choice but to face Gong Xiong and Ming Qianhu who were chasing after him, and spit blood from his mouth with a blow with both palms.

The other side.

smashed into Fang Zheng's body, and suddenly exploded in mid-air.

The intense qi and blood turned into countless powerful arrows, enveloping Zhang Xu Fangyuan, and there was even a scorching energy, which could actually make the straw ignite.

"Huh!"

Fang Zheng stepped on the seven stars, and his body retreated violently, avoiding the range of blood arrows.

However, Li San couldn't dodge, was hit by a blood arrow, and fell to the ground screaming and wailing, and a large piece of flesh and blood on his thigh became blurred.

It's like being scalded in boiling water.

What kind of means is this?

Fortunately, the chasing soldiers were behind him, Yin Fang didn't dare to stay, took a deep look at Fang Zheng, and fled towards the outside of the cargo yard.

…………

Yard core.

The chaos gradually subsided.

Ming Qianhu pestle sword stood in the mud, his eyes under the mask were deeply tired, and the nail leaves on his waist and ribs were also messy.

Faint

Blood oozing can be seen.

Although he was wounded, the battle was a complete victory, destroying an important stronghold of the White Lotus Sect in Gu'an County in one fell swoop.

He also won a martial artist.

But......

"Your Excellency."

A hundred households stepped closer and said in a low voice:

"It's confirmed, the person who controls the zombies is really the fifth son of the Ren family."

"Huh?"

Ming Qianhu's eyes narrowed:

"Let's take a look!"

In the mud, a man fell to his knees, his hands chained behind his back, blood and mud mixed together, and his long hair covered his cheeks.

Several martial artists arrived one after another.

"Is it really Ren's family?" The corners of Chen Jiuniang's mouth were slightly upturned, and her beautiful eyes kept flashing:

"Interesting."

Gong Xiong's face was gloomy and he didn't say a word.

The Ren family is not an ordinary family, it has been rooted in Gu'an County for many years, and it has the background of a court official, and the depth of the background is terrifying.

Even.

Even when Lord Yan took office, the first thing he did was to visit Ren's house.

Move the family?

It's harder than raiding the county government!

He looked sideways at Ming Qianhu and said in a low voice:

"The matter is still unclear, it may be that someone framed him, or it may be that this person secretly believes in the White Lotus Sect, and the Ren family does not know about it."

"Myoto-sama ......"

"Hmm."

Ming Qianhu's eyes were solemn:

"I'll tell General Song."

Gong Xiong let out a 'pop' in his heart, secretly screaming that it was not good.

If General Song really planned to make a move against the Ren family, Gu'an County would definitely fall into unprecedented chaos, and things would be in trouble.

"Crackle!"

Lightning pierced through the clouds and streaked through the void.

"Boom ......"

thunder

Shocks in all directions.

rain

Quietly falling.

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What happened in the center of the freight yard, Fang Zheng didn't know and didn't plan to pay attention to it, but he only knew that Ming Qianhu's expression was a little serious at the end.

There was a great victory, but there was no joy.

The same goes for others.

"Forget it!"

Shaking his head, he muttered to himself:

"No matter what happens, it has nothing to do with you, the thunderstorm has arrived, and it's time to try to break through."

As for Li San's injury, it was actually not serious, but there was a strange energy wrapped around his leg, and he was able to recover in a short time.

Night.

Fang Mansion.

Underground darkroom.

Outside thunder roared and lightning shone, and the dark room was as silent as ever.

In the Void,

The power of thunder pervades.

With every exhale and inhale, the vowel thunder can be touched.

"In this world, strength is the last word."

Set up the altar, light the soothing incense, take out the Pulse Protector, and prepare a high-power generator specially brought from the modern society.

"Hoo ......"

Fang Zheng exhaled lightly, sat cross-legged in the middle of the altar, and held his breath to concentrate.

Success

In one fell swoop!

Open the Pulse Protector Pill and take it with your head up.

When the switch of the high-power generator is pressed, the current that is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye begins to cover the entire field.

Vowel Rayfa!

Fang Zheng took a deep breath, silently exercised the exercises, and the surging qi and blood in his body followed a certain rule, rushing towards the current pouring into his body.

"Boom!"

Knowing the sea shook lightly.

Because of the lightning and thunder in the outside world, there is more thunder power around in the perception, and the operation of the vowel thunder method has become much faster than before.

Time passes slowly.

Until......

The exercise has reached a certain peak.

"Open!"

Fang Zheng pinched the seal in his hand, and the qi and blood in his body rushed up suddenly.

meanwhile

The divine mind sank and melted into the qi and blood.

Rumble!

The consciousness was suddenly muddy, and the perception of the physical body was even darker, as if everything had turned into a dead silence.

It didn't take long.

A certain moment.

A ray of light appeared in the depths of the sea of knowledge.

"Da!"

It is like a drop of water falling into the water, making a crisp ticking sound.

Not loud,

But like a thunderbolt at the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, it instantly woke up Fangzheng's chaotic consciousness, and the spirit and spirit also quietly merged at this moment.

An inexplicable force emerged in the body.

Breath!

It's infuriating!

Supernatural power!

……

Many appellations do not affect their essence.

The true qi traveled along the meridians, and it also made a slight tingling pain in the meridians, but fortunately, the medicinal power of the vein protection pill was still there, and it calmed down in an instant.

One drop!

Two drops!

……

True Qi gradually took shape.

"It's done!"

Fang Zheng opened his eyes, and the dark room suddenly lit up, like day.

Everything went extremely smoothly.

…………

"With a solid foundation and profound heritage, coupled with the help of many external things such as the Pulse Protection Pill, if you can't achieve true qi ...... again"

"There's really no place to reason."

Fangzheng moved his hands and feet, slowly adapting to the new realm.

Just like the three bloods of a warrior.

When you first enter the martial arts realm, there will also be a period of time when your strength will skyrocket, which is a period of rapid growth, and it will slow down after reaching a certain level.

When the foundation is firmly laid, you can once again impact a higher realm.

True Qi is formless and substantial, wandering in the body, and the places it passes can not only temper the physical body, but also strengthen the divine thoughts, which can be called infinitely useful.

It is also the product of the convergence of essence and spirit, and the reason why the cultivation of the martial artist is called true qi and the cultivation of the mage is called mana, is because the focus is different.

True Qi is more inclined to temper the physical body.

Mana is more inclined to strengthen the divine mind.

"Heh......"

Drinking low in the mouth, Fang Zheng silently transported the vowel thunder.

Since the birth of the true qi, it will spontaneously operate in the body, and it has no characteristics at this time, and once it is used in the vowel thunder method......

The true qi in the body becomes a substance similar to a plasma.

With the dancing fists and feet of Fangzheng, there will be a strong and yang energy to follow, and when you raise your hands and feet, you can burst out with unparalleled power.

Even if you have not realized the will of martial arts, this thunderous power can cause great damage to the ghosts and ghosts.

out of the knife,

There is a faint electric light.

If you attack with all your might, the cross-section of the wood cut by the sword light will appear black, as if it has been slashed by lightning.

"I have just advanced, and my strength is about thirty percent stronger than that of the Three Bloods, and my speed is two percent faster, mainly because of the mastery of strength, which is clearer."

Fang Zheng stopped his movements and thought thoughtfully:

"If you bless it with true qi, your explosive power will be stronger!"

"I am only a newcomer to the martial arts realm now, and there is still a lot of room for improvement, and when I stabilize it, I will definitely become stronger."

"Hmm......"

"The vowel thunder method is good at tempering the physical body, and the current self, if you simply look at the strength, you should not be much worse than the little Zhou Tian martial artist."

"It's a pity that there is too little true qi, and there is no corresponding martial arts method, so it is not as good as other martial artists in this regard."

"And then there'......"

"Spell!"

With his eyes staring, Fang Zheng took out a spirit talisman and drank in his mouth:

“…… Those who are cursed perish, and those who are cursed perish; Liuding Liujia, protect me, kill evil and destroy demons, and have spiritual light. ”

"I am as anxious as the law!"

Six Ding Liujia talisman spell!

This spell belongs to the best spell in the Pure Yang Palace, and only high-level warlocks can cast it, and the higher the cultivation, the greater the power shown.

Even if it's a mage,

He will also often use this talisman to deal with demons.

before

He can only reluctantly exert it with the help of the altar.

now

Without the help of the power of the altar under him, it can be easily activated, and the power does not seem to be much worse than in Zhang Mingrui's hands.

"Good!"

Fang Zheng's eyes lit up, and he took out a spirit rune again.

This time, he just stared at him and rubbed one hand suddenly.

"Poof!"

The spirit rune spontaneously combusted without fire.

Ignition charm!

This is a low-level spirit rune, not much more powerful than a lighter, but it is not as powerful as a mantra casting.

"Hmmm......"

Founder thoughtfully:

"If you can't get along in the future, you can also use this trick to bluff people, and wave the spirit talisman with one hand to start a fire, this is the real Taoist!"

"What Zhang Mingrui said is not bad, true qi can indeed be used as mana, but the consumption is too great, and the power is not much stronger than that of a high-level warlock, but it can not be compared to using the altar and reducing the time for chanting spells, and the gains outweigh the losses."

"Next ......"

"Go out and have a look!"

Jump out of the secret room.

At some point, the rain became more and more urgent, thunder roared and lightning flashed in the sky, and everything was shocked by the majesty of the sky.

Fang Zheng looked up.

The vowel rayfa rotates silently in the body.

"Boom!"

Thunder and thunder.

At the same time, the speed of the vowel thunder in his body also skyrocketed, twice as fast as when there was no thunder.

"Sure enough!"

"The power of thunder is helpful for the cultivation of vowel thunder."

"It is rumored that the location of the Ancient Thunder Department is called Tianlei Mountain, and there is endless thunder all year round on it, which should also be to facilitate cultivation."

Founder silently estimated:

"However, thunder is difficult to touch after all, and if you can really touch the power of thunder and lightning, your cultivation speed will definitely be faster."

"Using a generator to assist in cultivation and adjusting to a suitable voltage is twice as fast as cultivating under thunder."

"In a short period of time, you can cultivate a thunderbolt by yourself."

"Huh?"

With an eyebrow, he looked out of the courtyard:

"Anyone?"

Dodge and jumped out of the courtyard, looking at the man through the night, his eyes couldn't help but squint slightly:

"Shen Ji!"

I still remember.

At that time, the refugees in the city rioted, and it was Shen Ji who united the neighbors in the vicinity, and many nursing homes patrolled together to protect the safety.

pity

This person has a bad heart, and he is actually a person who secretly colludes with a beggar gang in a vain attempt to seize other people's property.

"Isn't he missing?"

Fang Zheng touched his chin:

"How did you end up here?"

Seeing Shen Ji straighten his clothes and walk into the dark, Fang Zheng thought about it, and his figure quietly disappeared.

Shen Ji cautiously walked through the streets and alleys, and finally came to an inconspicuous courtyard.

Push the door in.

"Who?"

Yin Fang's voice sounded.

"It's small." Shen Ji bowed, came to the door of the inner courtyard, and replied in a low voice:

"Altar master, the little one went to Fangfu, the place where Fang Zheng lived was occupied by a group of officers and soldiers, and he lived in the backyard with his family."

"Founder ......" Yin Fang spoke:

"This person has just entered the third blood?"

"Yes." Shen Ji nodded, thought about it and said:

"It's all said and said, but there are a lot of rumors about this person, and Shen doesn't know whether it's true or not, and he may have hidden his strength."

"Interesting."

Yin Fang pushed the door and walked out, his eyes flashing:

"In my opinion, he is definitely not a first-blood."

"Oh!" Shen Ji looked up:

"How so?"

"If he first entered the third blood, how could he kill the two Jiao Gu; If he has just entered the third blood, how dare he follow you here? Yin Fang looked back and looked into the darkness:

"You said yes, Young Master Fang?"

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

Fang Zheng flicked his hands and walked out of the darkness:

"Senior Yin's eyes are like torches."

"Founder!" Shen Ji's eyes widened:

"You ......"

"Poof!"

Before he finished speaking, the thunderbolt-like sword light in front of him suddenly flashed, his body suddenly stagnated, and a crack quietly appeared in the middle of his forehead, and the crack slowly expanded to both sides, like a thin line separating the flesh.

Two pieces of corpses, left and right, fell to the ground.

"Good!"

Yin Fang raised his eyebrows slightly, and tapped his palms:

"Good knife technique!"

"Your Excellency is not only not a first-blooded martial artist, not even a third-blood martial artist, but a martial artist who has already cultivated true qi, Yin really looked away this time."

"Well said." Fang Zheng put away the knife with an indifferent expression.

"It's a pity!"

Yin Fang's face sank:

"If you honestly hide your cultivation, or if you suddenly break out, you may still make Yin fail, but now you are killing yourself."

"If what I expected is correct, you should have just cultivated your True Qi."

"Not bad!" Fang Zheng nodded:

"I'll just say that Senior Yin's eyes are like torches, and that's true."

"How daring!"

Yin Fang's eyes widened, and he shouted angrily:

"When I first joined the martial arts, I dared to come to the door, and I really thought that the method I practiced was in line with today's weather, so I dared to underestimate Yin."

"Look for death!"

Before he could finish speaking, his figure flashed and he pounced.

"Peng!"

Gunshots rang out.

Fang Zheng held his gun in both hands and fired his bow left and right.

"Peng!"

"Pemba!"

"Peng!"

A shuttle of bullets frantically vented out, spraying Yin Fang one after another within two zhang, even if it was a martial artist, he could only dodge the first few ones.

The body couldn't help but stiffen.

"Huh!"

Fang Zheng abandoned the gun and rushed forward with a knife.

A slash.

The head falls to the ground.

"Heh......" Fang Fang showed disdain:

"Martial artist, that's just it."

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