Full level ruthless person

Fang Zhixing understood and responded: "Since ancient times, good and evil have not coexisted. It is everyone's responsibility to eradicate evil practices."

After hearing this, Luo Wenchuan and the other five people couldn't help but beam with joy and praised one after another: "Like-minded heroes have the same vision."

Fang Zhixing nodded, waved his hand and said, "Take care of your injuries first, and we'll talk later. Oh, by the way, do you have a map with you?"

"Bring it!" Luo Wenchuan immediately took out a parchment roll from his arms and handed it over with a smile.

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Fang Zhixing took it and looked at it carefully.

There are six words written on the top of the parchment: Geographic map of Jiezhou.

Obviously, this huge area was classified as a state, and the area was very vast, at least as big as three Danzhous.

On the map, Dajie Prefecture is divided into forty-eight counties.

Fang Zhixing quickly found the "Shanyang City" mentioned by Luo Wenchuan just now. It was located in "Shanyang County" and was an important place in the county.

But where is the old man in gray?

Fang Zhixing suddenly remembered that the deserted town had no name, and he had never asked Fan Haichao what the place where he lived in seclusion was called.

He shuttled back and forth between the two worlds. Due to the change of entrance and exit, he might arrive in Tiannan the first time, and he might go to Beihai the next time, focusing on a random one.

Without definite clues, it would be impossible to find the old man in gray in the vastness of the world.

"That's all, let's meet again when we have the chance." Fang Zhixing sighed softly in his heart.

Maybe he will never see Fan Haichao again in this life.

Perhaps when the two meet again, Fan Haichao will already be a withered bone in the tomb.

This is Jianghu!

this is life!

Gathering and scattering are like duckweeds, life and death are like illusory foam.

After a while, Luo Wenchuan and the other five men took care of the injuries, and everyone was wrapped with bandages.

The young man who was most seriously injured became a one-armed hero. He dug a hole, buried his broken arm, and let out a long sigh.

"Senior Fang, since you are lost, how about you come back to Shanyang City with us to make plans?" Luo Wenchuan issued an invitation enthusiastically.

Fang Zhixing even said: "That's what I mean, please show me the way."

"You're welcome, please come this way."

Luo Wenchuan and the other five looked honored, and they took steps forward, as light as a swallow, and walked through the woods.

When Fang Zhixing saw this, he followed him unhurriedly.

In the world of Martial Saints, great martial masters are not yet able to fly in the air. Only those above the Martial Master level can fly freely.

It is precisely because of this that the realm of Wuzong has become the dividing line between the strong and the weak.

Once you are promoted to Wuzong, you will truly soar into the sky and become a master.

Fang Zhixing was not in a hurry to improve his cultivation, and planned to go to Shanyang City to see the situation first.

A group of people ran out of the barren mountains, and a rugged mountain road appeared in front of them, with nine twists and turns.

After twists and turns, they finally entered the official road, and then they encountered a post station.

The six people stopped to rest, drank some tea, bought six more horses, and then rode forward.

Riding horses all the way, we arrived at a small town when it was getting dark and found an inn to stay.

"I'm so hungry. Waiter, please bring the best wine and food you have here. Hurry up!"

The six people walked quickly into the inn lobby and sat down at a table.

"Okay!" The waiter hurried over to greet him, serving tea and cutting water.

Not long after, three cold dishes and a pot of wine were served first, and everyone was eating and drinking.

Luo Wenchuan and the other five toasted to Fang Zhixing one after another, and took the opportunity to inquire: "Senior, the martial arts you perform seems to be a stick technique, which is quite magical. I wonder which sect or family you come from?"

Fang Zhixing was silent for a while and replied: "Have you ever heard of Shenzhen Gate?"

"..."

The faces of Luo Wenchuan and the other five people couldn't help but change, and they looked very shocked.

"Could the Shenzhen Sect that the seniors are referring to refer to the 'Shenzhen Massacre'?" the young man with a broken arm asked in surprise.

As soon as these words came out, Luo Wenchuan immediately scratched his eyes at the young man with a broken arm, who was so frightened that he quickly lowered his head and blushed.

Fang Zhixing squinted at the young man with the broken arm and said with a smile, "Tell me about the 'Shenzhen Massacre'."

The young man with a broken arm responded: "More than fifty years ago, a world-destroying earthly giant python suddenly appeared in Shenzhen Gate, destroying eight counties in the 'Great Lakes State' in just a few days, causing millions of casualties.

Finally, three Martial Kings and more than 20 Martial Sects were alerted to take action together, and then they killed the mortal python.

After this battle, not even one of the ten Shenzhen sects remained, and the sect quickly withered and failed to recover. "

Fang Zhixing understood clearly and said calmly: "Back then, an elder from the Shenzhen Sect survived and lived in seclusion in my hometown to teach me martial arts.

Well, although the elder and I don't have the title of master and disciple, we have martial arts inheritance, so I can barely be regarded as half of the Shenzhen disciple. "

Everyone suddenly came to their senses and marveled.

Speaking of which, everyone in the world has his or her own opportunities. Who would have thought that the Shenzhen Sect, which had disappeared for a long time, would suddenly have a powerful disciple appear again.

At least he's a martial artist...

Fang Zhixing also inquired: "I have lived in the mountains for a long time and do not understand the affairs of the Jianghu. I wonder what the situation is like in your Canghaimen?"

Luo Wenchuan immediately introduced with excitement: "Our Canghai Sect is one of the six sects in Jiezhou. We have many sects and many masters. The Wuzong alone has more than 20 sects."

"More than twenty people..."

Fang Zhixing secretly smacked his lips. There were only eight heroic-level machines under Poseidon's command.

From this point of view, the overall strength of Canghaimen may be far superior to Poseidon.

Although Wusheng Tianxia has suffered many disasters, the foundation of the big sects is really not bad.

At this time, a man in a straw raincoat in the corner of the hall raised his head, his brown eyes flashed with cold light, staring straight at Fang Zhixing and the other six, grinning.

After a while, he left his seat without saying a word and walked out of the inn quickly.

After Fang Zhixing and the other six had eaten and drunk enough, they returned to their rooms, took a shower and went to bed.

In the middle of the night!

A group of people came quietly outside the inn, a total of 31 people.

The leader was a bald man with a big beard, a leopard head and round eyes, a body full of flesh, and his face was covered with bumps, like a toad.

If you look closely, you will find that all of them have those bumps on their faces.

The one standing next to the bald man with a big beard is the man in the straw raincoat.

"Master, the five bastards from Canghai Sect are in this inn. Luo Wenchuan, the murderer who killed your son, is also among them. They are all injured. In addition, there is a descendant of Shenzhen Sect traveling with them." The man in straw raincoat said excitedly.

"Okay!"

The bald bearded man sneered, rolled up his sleeves, and said with murderous intent: "Later, listen to my orders, you will put all the soul-stirring powder you carry on your body into the inn."

"Yes!"

The thirty disciples each held a cloth bag and put on masks.

They were divided into four groups, and they crept around the inn to form an encirclement.

"Throw!"

With an order, cloth bags flew up in the night sky, passed through the windows, and were thrown into each room.

The cloth bags hit the window sill, fell on the table, or rolled on the floor...

Then they all exploded!

Bang bang bang~

A large amount of red smoke quickly spread and spread to the entire inn.

Every room was filled with thick red smoke.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Soon, painful coughs were heard in the inn.

Figures swayed, and someone rushed out of the door, but fell to the ground before running a few steps.

"Hold your breath tightly and cover your mouth and nose with a wet cloth!"

Suddenly, a loud shout spread in all directions.

It was Luo Wenchuan!

He rushed out of the room, holding a sword in his right hand and a wet rag in his left hand to cover his mouth and nose.

The corridor was full of red smoke and it was unclear.

However, his two junior brothers also ran out quickly, while his junior sister and the young man with broken arms did not move.

One of the junior brothers raised his hand and pointed upwards, indicating that they could break through the roof and jump up.

Luo Wenchuan waved his hand decisively, rejecting the proposal.

At this moment, another warrior living in the inn had an idea, jumped up high, and with a crash, overturned the tiles.

The warrior landed on the roof.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Almost at the next moment, several cold rays burst out in the night, which turned out to be arrows.

In an instant, the warrior was shot into a hedgehog, and it seemed that he would not survive.

He didn't know why he died until he died.

But this scene made Luo Wenchuan and the other two dare not move rashly.

No one dared to go out!

They lay in the aisle, covering their mouths and noses tightly, waiting for the smoke to dissipate.

Fortunately, after a while, the night wind suddenly became stronger, blowing the thick smoke billowing and drifting away.

Luo Wenchuan quickly climbed up, approached the window, and secretly looked outside.

This look was terrible, his pupils shrank inwards fiercely, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and he exclaimed: "Poison Toad Sect!"

The Poison Toad Sect is an evil sect that has been suppressed by the Canghai Sect many times. The two sides have long been enemies, and they are irreconcilable and will not stop until death.

The junior brother crawled over and asked, "How many people are here?"

Luo Wenchuan replied, "It doesn't matter how many people come, but Du Jiugao is here too."

"What, the Poison Toad Sect Master is here too?!"

The junior brother's face changed drastically, and he choked and said, "Du Jiugao is a martial sect master."

Luo Wenchuan looked solemn, and said in deep thought, "In the battle three years ago, Du Jiugao should have been severely injured by the master, and his cultivation probably dropped a little."

The junior brother wanted to cry but had no tears, and said in despair, "A lean camel is bigger than a horse. Du Jiugao is a martial sect master after all. Even if he is not as strong as before, we can't defeat him."

Another junior brother said anxiously, "Where is Senior Fang? With him, maybe..."

They didn't see Fang Zhixing, and they couldn't help but become suspicious.

"Could that senior have left? That's right, he has no relatives or friends with us, so how could he risk getting involved in this feud?" The junior brother said with some resentment.

The martial sect master is a superior person, as high and mighty as the rich and powerful.

If the two martial masters meet, they will not tear each other apart if there is no deadly hatred between them.

Luo Wenchuan could not help but laugh bitterly, and said resolutely: "Two junior brothers, you take the junior sister and the little junior brother to escape, I will come to cover the rear."

The two junior brothers were stunned and said anxiously: "Big brother, what will you do?"

Luo Wenchuan said coldly: "I have my own way, you don't have to worry about me."

The two junior brothers looked at each other and said decisively: "If we die, we will die together. We will never abandon Big Brother to live in the world."

As soon as the voice fell, a rough sneer came from outside: "Luo Wenchuan, get out!"

Luo Wenchuan showed half of his head and shouted: "Old thief Du, I haven't seen you for three years, and your hair has lost a lot again."

Du Jiugao's face was as dark as water, and he grinned: "How does the Ecstasy Powder taste? This is specially prepared by me. Even if you cover your mouth and nose, it can penetrate into the body through the skin."

As soon as these words came out!

Luo Wenchuan turned pale with shock and quickly used his Qigong to check his body, but this exercise immediately caused trouble.

The effect of the Ecstasy Powder was stimulated, and his whole body became weak and dizzy.

The two junior brothers knelt down, their faces pale and they could not exert any strength at all.

"Big Brother!"

Suddenly, the junior sister ran over. She was wearing underwear, exposing a large area of ​​her spring scenery, and her body was wet, which made her even more charming.

"Junior sister, are you okay?" Luo Wenchuan was amazed.

The junior sister replied: "I hid in the bathtub and soaked in water, so I didn't come into contact with the Ecstasy Powder."

Luo Wenchuan suddenly realized and regretted that he didn't think of this method.

"How is the junior brother?" he asked again.

The junior sister looked ugly and said worriedly: "The junior brother fell asleep after taking the medicine..."

Luo Wenchuan understood that the young man with a broken arm had never woken up.

Even if they could escape, they couldn't take the unconscious junior brother with them. He was definitely beyond saving.

Luo Wenchuan said dejectedly: "Junior sister, we are doomed, but you still have a chance, find a way to escape, inform the master, and avenge us."

Junior sister was about to cry, and shook her head and said: "No, we must die together!"

As soon as this sentence came out, a shadow loomed over.

Du Jiugao climbed in through the window and landed in front of Luo Wenchuan, his face full of hideousness.

Luo Wenchuan was shocked and struggled to get up, but fell down just halfway up.

Junior sister immediately drew her sword and stabbed.

Du Jiugao looked at her with disdain, turned sideways, and slapped her casually.

"Ah~" Junior sister's wrist hurt, and the long sword fell out of her hand.

The next second, she was hugged by Du Jiugao from the back and her neck was pinched.

"Canghai Shenglong Sword, a mess." Du Jiugao raised his head and laughed.

"Let me go!" Junior sister struggled frantically.

Du Jiugao became excited instead. He glanced at his junior sister and said, "You are a pretty girl. You have never been slept with before. I will be happy with you today."

The junior sister was horrified and pale.

Luo Wenchuan was furious and said, "Du, you are also a martial master, a well-known martial arts master. Let my sister go. Come to me if you have any problems!"

Du Jiugao sneered, "What martial arts master? Why do you think I practiced so hard to become a martial master? Of course, I want to live a carefree life in this world and do whatever I want. My Poison Toad Sect has been bullied by your Canghai Sect for so many years. I finally caught you. What's wrong with letting me enjoy it?"

He stared at Luo Wenchuan and said coldly, "Don't worry, I will let you see with your own eyes how your sister was conquered by me.

In addition, I also brought 30 hungry disciples. They especially like to play with men's butts. They will definitely make you, Luo Wenchuan, happy."

Luo Wenchuan's breathing was stagnant. At this moment, he just wanted to bite his tongue to commit suicide, but unfortunately he was powerless.

Du Jiugao was very satisfied with the desperate expression on Luo Wenchuan's face and shouted to the outside, "Disciples, come in!"

There was a dead silence outside...