Anti-Heaven Immortal Martial Arts System

"Hmph!" Zheng Siming was very satisfied. Ever since he met Fang Ye, he had been at a disadvantage. He had been injured and deflated again and again. Now he heard Fang Ye asking him for advice, although it was mainly because of his grandfather.

, but after all, that was his grandfather, which made him extremely satisfied.

"Ahem, I was just about to tell you about this space crack. It's just that my throat is dry and needs water to moisten it." Zheng Siming coughed slightly and stared at the road ahead, with a lingering look in his eyes.

Guang Go looked at Fang Ye's face and walked leisurely forward with the others.

Fang Ye was so angry at these words. If you want to say it, you can say it. If you don't want to, Fang Ye doesn't want to hear it either. But damn, this guy opened a dyeing shop after giving him three points of color. He really thinks he is a toy.

!Thinking, Fang Ye was about to take action and teach Zheng Siming a lesson.

Zheng Siming was very excited when he saw Fang Ye's ugly face. Just as he was about to say something sarcastic, he heard Long Sheng'en's voice coming over: "Mr. Fang, just now the purple-haired zombie and the red python were fighting. I seemed to see it."

You are also there, I wonder if Mr. Long saw it wrong?"

Hearing this, Zheng Siming's words that he was about to say were immediately muted: Damn, really or not, isn't this Fang Ye just a little better than him... Well, no, he should be a little rougher than him.

Is your flesh a bit thick? How can you join the battle group of purple-haired zombies and red giant pythons? b Time travel novel: b

Zheng Siming knew that although he was just one step away from level three, and might break through to the peak of level two in the next minute, facing a level three beast would mean death, otherwise he wouldn't have to watch.

After reaching the second-grade space crack, he ran as fast as he could, not even daring to look behind him.

"Well, the purple-haired zombie and the red python are dead. I just want to find out why the purple-haired zombie appeared so fast?" As he said that, Fang Ye glanced at Zheng Siming, who had a twitching corner of his mouth and an ugly face.

One glance.

Long Shengen looked at Zheng Siming, who had an ugly face, and smiled as if he didn't notice that he was in a bad mood: "Mr. Zheng, you are from a famous family, and you are the only one here who knows a lot. You should tell us about this space crack."

Come on, let us all be mentally prepared."

Zheng Siming felt relieved a lot after hearing Long Shengen's words. He didn't believe that Fang Ye could kill the purple-haired zombies and red giant pythons with his state of being unable to exert his full strength. He must have been in front of them.

After the battle, the two fell to the ground seriously injured. One of them might even be dead, while the other half-dead might be taken advantage of by Fang Ye.

But even so, Fang Ye's strength was far beyond Zheng Siming's expectation. He was born into a famous family, and his grandfather was a master-level martial arts senior. His father was also a top-notch master in the martial arts.

His own strength is also at the forefront among his peers, and his views on martial arts are definitely not comparable to Fang Ye, a half-way monk.

Zheng Siming originally thought that Fang Ye's defense and internal strength were much stronger than those of the same level, but this guy didn't seem to know martial arts moves, and he didn't even know how to mobilize his internal strength for attacks. He just used it arrogantly.

What's the point of forcing the internal energy out of the body? Does he think he is a firecracker? If it weren't for this kid's amazing defense, even his internal organs have such strong defense, and he would have been so scrupulous about using it long ago.

I have braided my hair eight hundred times.

Zheng Siming knew all about Fang Ye's problems after fighting against him, but now that the two were enemies, how could he tell Fang Ye these things? If Fang Ye solved these problems, wouldn't he just crush him?

This is something he absolutely doesn't want to see.

"Ahem." Zheng Siming glanced at Fang Ye, who didn't look at him very much, and cleared his throat: "I heard my grandfather talk about this space crack. You also know that my grandfather is a master of ancient martial arts. He lives in the southeastern region of China.

, there are only a few seniors who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him, speaking of my grandpa..."

"Hey! I'm off topic." Fang Ye saw this guy bragging about his family background. Except for the first sentence about his space rift, he didn't get to the point for a long time. Instead, he talked about his grandfather's life.

People didn't dare to interrupt considering his identity and background, but he couldn't help it.

"In desperation, I directly broke through and advanced to the master level..." Zheng Siming was talking happily when he heard Fang Ye's cold voice interrupting. He was speechless and turned to look at Fang Ye with burning eyes, wishing he could eat him.

.

Who is his grandfather? His grandfather is a master of ancient martial arts. Who among the martial arts people in the southeast region would not give him the respect and dare not interrupt casually when he talks about his grandfather? It would be better for Fang Ye,

It really pissed him off to go off topic.

"Mr. Zheng, we are all familiar with Mr. Zheng's reputation. Can you tell us about the space crack? The space crack?" Long Sheng'en was also sweating on his head. What he heard just now was indeed quite enjoyable. He used to just

I heard the old chief talking about this Mr. Zheng, but I never heard about Mr. Zheng’s life in such detail, so I was very excited.

After all, he is a soldier and admires such a strong person. And from what Zheng Siming said, Mr. Zheng suffered a lot when he was young, but he never gave up. Although I don’t know if there is any water in this.

, but what I heard was so exciting that I forgot about the life-threatening matter of space cracks.

"Well, okay." Zheng Siming felt regretful in his heart. He was just talking happily when he glanced at Fang Ye with a dissatisfied expression. He didn't feel any guilt at all. He gritted his teeth and said: "That space crack, my grandfather and I

Said."

"On our earth, there are many legends of immortals and Buddhas from ancient times. However, because there is no strong witness, they are regarded as fabricated by the ancients. But what I want to say is that these are all true, and the reason why these things disappeared is,

It’s because of these space cracks.”

"Wait a minute, are those immortals and Buddhas all over the sky you said true? If so, then even if these space cracks really appear, with their immortal methods, wouldn't it mean that no matter how many zombies they have, they will die?" Cheng

Hui absolutely scorns such things. He is definitely a staunch supporter of theism.

After all, immortals and Buddhas are too illusory. It is more reasonable to explain this space crack using scientific methods. This space crack should be a space channel connecting two planets, and this zombie passed through this space from another planet.

The passage comes to the earth, and as long as we find a way to destroy the space rift, zombies will never be able to reach the earth again.

The ancients probably attributed this scientific phenomenon that they could not understand to the immortals and Buddhas. Although there is no strong scientific evidence for this space channel, it is much more reliable than the legends of immortals and Buddhas.