Chapter Forty-Six: What about the Ground-level Martial Artists

Leaving the police station, Fang Wenqing returned the same way and walked into the hut. At this time, two people stood in the room:

The man was in his mid-fifties, dressed in blue, with a large knife in his back, and the woman was in his twenties, dressed in white, and holding a short sword.

The two are the warriors of the Liushamen: Zhang Kai, the elder of the Liushamen, the late cultivation of the prefecture level, Yang Tongyu, the disciple of the inner gate of the Liusha Gate, and the middle cultivation of the Xuan level.

According to the plan, the two of them are heading to the Chen Group, preparing to bring Chen Yijiang and others to this secret stronghold. didn't want to receive Duan Zhize's distress signal on the way, so the two came here directly.

"Are you Fang Wenqing?" Zhang Kai asked lightly.

"Yes, I am, are you the scum of the quicksand gate?" Fang Wenqing said sarcastically.

"Hmph, the scum who cripples an ordinary person at every turn, is inhumane and inhumane, and deserves to slander my quicksand gate in front of us? ”

"Yes, yes, my Wen Qing abolished a few people, and said that I was inhumane and exterminated humanity, as for you ancient martial arts sects, even if you kill a few people, you are still doing the right thing for heaven, yes or no?"

Yang Tongyu glared at his eyes and said angrily: "The surname Fang, don't talk about those big truths, hand over my junior brother Duan Zhize, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind." ”

"Don't worry, your junior brother is very safe, it's just a small punishment. After speaking, Fang Wenqing threw a broken arm in front of the two.

Zhang Kai was furious: "You are looking for death." As he spoke, a big knife slashed towards Fang Wenqing, and a burst of knife shadows turned into a rectangular knife formation, trapping Fang Wenqing in it. In a moment, streams of internal qi were injected into the big knife, and the big knife instantly increased several times, and the sword was full of light.

It was the first time Fang Wenqing saw such a delicate sword technique, the power was immeasurable, the last time he suffered a loss under Wang Chu's flying sword, this time he was very careful.

An ancient coin flew up, and above Fang Wenqing's head, it emitted white rays of light, forming a protective shield and enveloping itself.

The rectangular knife array, gradually retracted, glued together with the protective cover formed by the ancient money.

A pile of fire runes were thrown at the ten thousand zhang sword, and the fire was shining in an instant, colliding with the sword and making a loud sound.

Seeing that Fang Wenqing had dissolved his sword skills in two moves, Zhang Kai was shocked. With this sword skill, he has no opponent in the same level, and even against the masters in the early stage of the heaven level, he is sure of winning.

Looking at the young man in front of him, who was much younger than himself, a wave of jealousy rose in his heart, such an existence, he must not let go today.

The internal qi was continuously injected into the big knife, the rectangular knife array became more and more powerful, the cage was retracted more and more, and the protective cover finally appeared a little loose.

After the power of the Fire God Rune dissipated, the ten thousand zhang sword gradually gathered, gathering into an invisible golden big knife, golden light, murderous, descending from the sky, towards Fang Wenqing.

At the same time, Yang Tongyu held the short sword in his hand, the tip of the sword was behind, and he took a step forward, sneaking towards Fang Wenqing's left side, with a twist of his wrist, the blade of the sword flashed, and stabbed at Fang Wenqing.

It seems that this is not the first time that the two have partnered, and the cooperation is so tacit, but today they chose the wrong person.

Facing the simultaneous attack of the two, Fang Wenqing sneered in his heart.

The wine gourd rose in the air, shooting out a golden light, which was injected into the ancient coin, and the protective shield instantly stabilized, emitting a white light.

At the same time, Fang Wenqing pinched his hands, and the peachwood sword hovered in the air, forming sword shadows, the sword shadows gradually overlapped, and an invisible long sword appeared in the sky, purple.

This is a purple long sword transformed into true qi, with a fierce domineering spirit that reigns over the world, slashing towards the invisible golden broadsword, the purple long sword is like a long rainbow, cutting through the sky, "bang" a loud sound, and the golden broadsword transformed into a cloud of smoke disappears.

Zhang Kai was knocked away several feet, spurting a few mouthfuls of blood, and there was a "click" breaking sound from several big trees in the forest, and finally he leaned next to a big tree, his face was pale and motionless.

Although Yang Tongyu's timing was very precise and his level of control of the short sword was also very high, in front of Fang Wenqing, it was far from enough.

Fang Wenqing was too lazy to sacrifice any magic weapon, a move Tai Chi Shadowless Fist was struck, and the Dao Dao Fist Shadow rushed towards Yang Tongyu, "Bang Bang" a few times, Yang Tongyu flew out a few feet, fell to the ground, and fainted.

Zhang Kai looked at Fang Wenqing in horror, and stammered: "What kind of cultivation are you ---, ---- actually break my sword skills so easily." ”

"What kind of cultivation I am, you don't need to care, go back and bring a message to the quicksand gate, my Wenqing doesn't want to grudge with anyone, no matter what deal you have with the Chen family in the kite, and then hit me and the people close to me in the future, don't blame me for being unkind." ”

After speaking, Fang Wenqing walked out of the woods, he was going to see Liu Jia's family, and an hour later, Fang Wenqing walked into Liu Jia's house.

Entering the door, Liu Yuqiang and Liu Juan walked out, and Liu Yuqiang said gratefully: "Sit in the house, Jiajia has gone to school to work." ”

Fang Wenqing walked into the house, and the two drank tea and chatted aimlessly. Fang Wenqing was very upset in his heart, after all, because of him, the three of them suffered this kidnapping.

Before leaving, Fang Wenqing instructed Liu Yuqiang that they should pay attention to their own safety, walked out of the alley, waved goodbye to Liu Yuqiang and Liu Juan, and walked in the direction of Yunmen Mountain.

At this time, the Cloud Gate View is already a broken wall, dilapidated, the autumn wind blows, and a few withered yellow weeds sway back and forth.

Seeing the familiar grass and trees, the master's pleasant voice and appearance appeared in front of him again, everything was so ephemeral, and so eternal.

At the top of Yunmen Mountain, the coolness hit, the corners of his clothes moved slowly, he took a deep look at everything here, and then turned his head and walked down the mountain.

In the meeting room of the Chen Group, Chen Yijiang sat in the first place with a heavy expression.

According to the news that came, Xu Sidong has been detained for trial, and it is not yet known whether he will confess.

A few days ago, his eldest daughter Chen Zhuoyan begged the young master of the quicksand gate to help, and he also sent a gift package here, and the quicksand gate finally did not disappoint him, and sent a prefecture-level martial artist and two Xuan-level martial artists. However, such a luxurious lineup was beaten by Fang Wenqing, and the arm of one of the Xuan-level martial artists was cut off.

He glanced at the father and son of the Yijian Pavilion, who were also a ground-level cultivator and two Xuan-level cultivators, I don't know if they can turn the tide this time?

The father and son of Yijian Pavilion, when they learned the news, their hearts were full of ups, their youngest son was only missing an arm, which did not affect his cultivation, nor was it a deep hatred, so he would not press Yijian Pavilion.

Thinking of this, Wang Chenyuan stood up and hugged his fists: "Mr. Chen, my Yiyi Sword Pavilion is weak, I think that Fang Wenqing is at least a heaven-level martial artist's cultivation, and our Yijian Pavilion can't afford to provoke it, so I quit." ”

As he spoke, he walked out the door with his two sons, and soon disappeared into the distance.