Cultivation of immortality in the troubled times of demons and martial arts

Fang Xi touched her arms, took out a small medicine bottle, poured a pink pill out of it, and stuffed it directly into Chunyu's mouth.

Although Chunyu was unconscious at this time, he was still resisting faintly.

However, Fang Xi would not be polite to her. She just opened the woman's teeth and pushed the pill in with her fingers...

In addition, he took out a few golden needles and inserted them into Chunyu's head.

"Woo..."

Chunyu's eyelids trembled violently, and he suddenly opened his eyes. His originally clear eyes were blurred.

"tell me your name……"

Fang Xi's eyes widened, and there was a strange power in her words.

This is ‘ecstasy’!

Fang Xi learned some tips from Master Jiuxuan.

Not only does it need to be used in conjunction with medicine and acupuncture, but it can only be used by immortal cultivators with spiritual consciousness on mortals without spiritual consciousness. If the target is an immortal cultivator with even one level of Qi refining, it will be completely ineffective, which can be said to be quite restrictive.

As for the legendary 'soul-searching technique' that can be used on immortal cultivators, Fang Xi has never even seen it.

"Chun Yu..."

Chunyu's eyes suddenly glowed with a green light, and he answered in a daze.

"Tell me, your status in Yuanhe Mountain..." Fang Xi continued to ask.

"Deacon of Yuanhe Mountain in Black Rock City..."

"What is your purpose for coming out this time?"

"Capture Zhang Junming, the guard uncle ordered that he should be spared..."

"Are you arresting me? It's a little strange..." Fang Xi touched her chin: "Tell me all the martial arts you know... If you have books and divine intentions, tell me their location..."

…

Half an hour later.

"Pity……"

Fang Xi looked at Chunyu's beautiful figure and sighed.

According to the confession of the other party who was possessed by the ecstasy, she did not practice Yuanhe Mountain's famous Zhensect secret - Yuanhe Five Thunder Hands!

In fact, in the entire Yuanhe Mountain branch, only Ling Huyang has obtained the true inheritance, but it is only a incomplete part, and the highest level is only the Zhenjin Martial Master, and there is no subsequent content of the Martial Saint.

Well, in Chunyu's heart, there is another name for the Grandmaster - Zhen Gang Martial Saint!

Other than that, this woman is of little use.

Fang Xi's palm gently stroked the other person's hair, then passed over the other person's round earlobes, small chin, and then came to the swan-like slender neck.

Click!

With no expression on his face, he broke the woman's neck.

A beautiful lady of a generation has passed away like this.

Nothing bad happened.

"It seems that we still have to face Linghu Yang head-on."

Fang Xi really didn't want to fight against a Zhenjin martial artist who was comparable to the second level of body training.

Even if the other party is not an immortal cultivator, he lacks many means.

But now, there is no choice.

…

Half a month passed quickly.

Yuanheshan Branch.

As the outgoing teams disappeared one after another, there was no return date.

Even the stupidest disciple noticed something was wrong.

One or two teams disappeared, which can be said to be bad luck.

But all the disciples sent out to search for supplies have disappeared. This is definitely not something that the ignorant wooden and cursed people can do!

There is definitely a terrifying enemy in the outside world who is hunting the people of Yuanhe Mountain!

In fact, the other party's tracking skills are extremely good.

Linghu Yang was furious and went out on patrol several times. He even disguised himself as an ordinary disciple and mingled with the team as bait, but he could never catch the cunning enemy!

Affected by this, the martial arts alliance that was originally promised immediately changed to a wait-and-see attitude.

After all, those old foxes are the best at adapting to the changing circumstances and being a wallflower.

As Linghu Yang's temper became more and more agitated, he beat and scolded ordinary disciples, and many disciples could not bear the pressure and fled one after another.

As a result, the huge Yuanhe Mountain now looks like a tree falling down and the hozens scattering...

"hateful!"

Qiao Wu looked at the door.

The originally unremarkable land was now like a terrifying abyss.

Outside the Yuanhe Mountain stronghold, there seemed to be countless monsters lurking, specifically hunting them.

Only by Linghu Yang's side can I feel a little bit safe.

He had not dared to go out for a long time, but as the food was consumed day and night, the anxiety in his heart was increasing day by day.

"Master Deacon, we are running out of food, what should we do?"

A disciple from Yuanhe Mountain came to Qiao Wuyang and reported in a low voice.

"How can it be?"

Qiao Wuyang instinctively didn't believe it. After all, they were the force with the best reserves.

But then after thinking about it, his face turned from white to red, with a hint of ferocity: "Today I personally led the team to search the disciples' rooms, and killed all the women who were snatched, starting with this deacon... Isn't this convenient? Did you take a big bite?"

"yes……"

This disciple originally wanted to say something more, but the deacon was about to take the lead in killing the concubine of the Prime Minister, so he had nothing to say.

"You go down..."

After sending this disciple away, Qiao Wuman felt more and more suffocated in his heart, and said to himself: "No... I have to go and talk to the guarding uncle, we can't go on like this!"

Linghu Yang's whereabouts have been a bit strange recently, but Qiao Wuyang has already subconsciously ignored this abnormality.

After sorting out his words in his mind, he came to Linghuyang's door, knocked respectfully three times, and said, "Uncle Linghu, Qiao Wuyang wants to see you!"

"come in!"

Linghu Yang's voice was very calm, like the undercurrent under the iceberg.

Qiao Wumang pushed the door open and saw Linghu Yang putting on his coat, looking at him with a smile: "Wumang, how long have we known each other?"

"Since the day you came to Black Rock City, Wu Yang has been following you for three years and six months."

Qiao Wuyang bowed and answered.

"But... you betrayed my trust." Linghu Yang said lightly.

Qiao Wuyang immediately knelt on the ground: "Please forgive me, sir. This is really because of the evil man in the dark... There are not enough warriors to take prisoners..."

Half a month ago, when sending orders to the martial arts masters, Linghu Yang gave Qiao Wuyang a task.

Originally, with the strength of Yuanhe Mountain, it was very simple to attack and capture some lone warriors.

But after the recent appearance of that damned enemy, Qiao Wuyang didn't even dare to leave the door, let alone arresting warriors.

"That's all, if you do one more thing for me, I will forgive you." Linghu Yang walked to a part of the room, lifted up the floor, revealing a black hole, and beckoned: "Follow me!"

"This subordinate is willing to be tortured to death, even if I die!"

Qiao Wuyang hurriedly followed, and was a little surprised. When did Linghuyang dig a tunnel in his bedroom?

This tunnel is not long. After entering, it is a cellar.

What's in the cellar is...

Qiao Wuyang's eyes widened slightly.

And Linghu Yang's faint voice came: "Didn't you say... that you want to kill me for my life? Then I will help you!"

"ah!"

In the cellar, a blood-curdling scream suddenly came.

…

"Brother Fang!"

Zhang Junming and Fang Xi stood side by side, looking at the Yuanhe Mountain stronghold under the cloudy sky.

During these days, he and Fang Xi teamed up to kill Yuanhe Mountain's outgoing team to pieces. They killed Yuanhe Mountain so hard that he couldn't retreat. He let out a fierce breath and suddenly felt comfortable in his heart: "Now Yuanhe Mountain can't retreat." There are not many disciples in Heshan, and only one Qiao Wuyang can fight, but he can’t retreat, what should we do next?”

"It's very simple. Enter through the main entrance. You hold Qiao Wuyang while I kill Linghuyang. It's that simple!"

Fang Xi calculated the strengths of both parties and made a decision.

At this time, the strength of the two sides is changing. Take action when it is time to take action without any hesitation!

Today, there are not many disciples left in the Yuanhe Mountain branch, and they cannot satisfy the premise that too many ants will kill the elephant.

"Just right! A certain family wants to be a pioneer!"

Zhang Junming laughed loudly and strode out to the main entrance of the Yuanhe Mountain stronghold.

He exhaled loudly, and the muscles all over his body squirmed. Tumors appeared one after another on his arms. It was as if he concentrated all his strength into one punch and punched it out!

Open the sky with one punch!

boom!

The heavy and solid door fell apart instantly.

Then, Zhang Junming rushed into the Yuanhe Mountain stronghold like a chariot, and the screams of a large number of disciples were heard.

"Huh?"

Fang Xi stepped lightly, and she jumped several feet up to the top of the wall.

He sat back and watched Zhang Junming massacre the disciples of Yuanhe Mountain, but he was a little surprised in his heart.

‘Where is Linghu Yang? ’

‘And Qiao Wuyang didn’t even take action? ’

Something was unusual, so Fang Xi refrained from taking action and lurked all the way, following Zhang Junming who was killing everyone.

"Haha... How dare a group of cowards come to surround me and kill me?"

Zhang Junming knocked over a Yuanheshan disciple with one punch and then stepped on him with his foot.

The head under his feet exploded like a watermelon, red and white flowing all over the floor.

This scene looked terrifying, but as a true warrior, it couldn't move his mind at all.

Even if he has a slightly kind heart, he will never show his mother's heart when he encounters an enemy who wants to kill him.

In this era where people may starve to death at any time, kindness to others is cruelty to oneself.

Zhang Junming fought his way to the inner courtyard and felt something was wrong: "Linghuyang, Qiao Wuyang...get out of here!"

The next moment, a door shattered.

Among the countless sawdust flying around, a figure struck out and struck out with a palm.

Zhang Junming's muscles all over his body squirmed and he connected with his fists.

boom!

The moment the fists and palms exchanged hands, Zhang Junming felt a terrifying power, like an overwhelming force, breaking through his peak strength.

puff!

His cloud whale body was torn, and he flew backwards, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

Zhang Junming half-knelt on the ground, looked at a figure in front of him, and called out one by one: "Ling, Hu, Yang?"

The only person who can easily defeat the burst of real power in his body is a true martial artist!

"Are you the rat who has been hiding in the outside world?"

Linghu Yang was wearing a blue coat, turned around and looked at Zhang Junming, with some disappointment in his eyes: "It's nothing more than that..."