Heavenly Master, I have a different world

The skin and flesh of He Baihu and others melted away, leaving only withered bones. It was obvious that they died at the hands of a skilled warlock, and Kong Baihu testified.

Those who clamored had no choice but to let it go.

Besides, He Baihu was not a very good person, and his friendship with colleagues was probably very limited. Maybe many people would be happy if something happened to him.

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

"The sky is clear and the earth is clear, the soldiers follow the seal, and the generals follow the orders... The five ghosts come quickly to receive the orders and obey them quickly, as urgent as the law!"

Wugui Kabutu shook slightly, and five ghosts appeared one after another.

"No!"

"It should be a resentful spirit!"

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

"Yunji Qi Jian" records that humans have three souls and seven souls, and the three souls are heaven, earth, and human souls.

Among them, the heavenly soul is born on the great road, and after death, the heavenly soul dissipates and returns to heaven and earth; the earthly soul is born according to cause and effect, and returns to the underworld after death; the human soul is sent by blood, and remains in tombs, memorial tablets, and ancestral temples after death, relying on descendants The incense continues for descendants.

All of this leads to the various customs in this world.

like.

Pay attention to the continuation of the bloodline.

After all, if there are no descendants to offer incense during festivals and festivals, the soul of the ancestors will not survive. Isn’t this the greatest form of unfilial piety?

When descendants offer incense, ancestors will also provide blessings.

in this way,

Life goes on!

certainly,

This is based on the fact that the human soul can really live in the world. According to Zhang Mingrui of Chunyang Palace, it is most likely nonsense.

There is no so-called underworld.

After a person dies, if the three souls are still alive, they can all be called ghost souls.

For ordinary people, ghosts are not very harmful. At most, they can weaken people's yang energy. As long as they are not haunted, they will not be fatal.

People who practice martial arts are full of energy and blood, but the ghosts will be afraid.

The resentful soul is different.

The resentful soul has soaring resentment and overwhelming evil spirit. It can not only harm ordinary people's lives, but even the warrior's energy and blood cannot be truly restrained.

It is equivalent to an advanced version of the ghost.

However, neither ghosts nor resentful souls have entities. The only way to harm people is to create illusions to intimidate them and directly devour their blood and vitality.

or,

Send out ghostly roars to attack other people's consciousness.

You can't actually kill someone with a machete.

"The greatest function of the five ghost transporting method is to condense the power of the five ghosts so that the resentful ghosts can directly touch the real object." Fang Zheng said:

"In this way, the means of killing will also greatly increase. The so-called moving goods or even stealing other people's things is actually a joke."

While talking.

The five ghosts suspended in the air suddenly turned and turned into a black cloud. A dark ghost claw protruded from it and slowly grabbed the hilt of the knife in the field.

"clatter……"

The feeling of touching something real emerges.

"Zheng!"

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

If there were others here, they would definitely not be able to see the resentful souls in the scene. They could only see the long knife floating in the air following Fang Zheng's eyes.

even.

The sword flickered and danced back and forth.

It's like wielding a sword through the air and controlling objects with your thoughts.

"no!"

Shaking his head and letting Ghost Claw put down the long knife, Fang Zheng whispered:

"Even with the power of the Five Ghosts, it is still too difficult to hold the long sword, and the speed of swinging it is too slow, so it can only be used against ordinary people."

"Well……"

"Try something lighter?"

With a thought, the ghost's claws turned into silk threads and entangled a pair of scissors on the table not far away, and the scissor blades intertwined in the air.

"Still too slow!"

Fang Zheng shook his head:

"Replace the steel needle."

This time, the steel needle shuttled through the air, much faster than the previous two. It was almost difficult for the first-blood warrior to keep up with the movement speed of the steel needle.

Even a third-blood warrior can get hit if he is not careful.

This is just a beginner's practice. If you use it skillfully, you may be able to use the steel needle to kill a third-blood warrior if you face him head-on.

"call……"

Fang Zheng let out a long breath and put away the five ghosts.

"Even if I use the Five Ghost Transporting Technique, the people my Five Ghost Kabuto can deal with will only have three health points at most, and it has great limitations."

One,

Too much energy consuming.

He meditated on Lord Yama's true intention every day, and he had sufficient energy and strong spirit. Even though he had been able to control the five ghosts for such a short period of time, he was still confused.

If you want to be able to truly do whatever you want, you still don’t know the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.

Secondly,

Can't be too far away.

If the distance is too far, the five ghosts may be out of control and may be difficult to control. With his current cultivation level, the maximum distance is only five feet.

not close,

But not far.

And the farther the distance, the lower the power.

"If we use the magic altar, no matter how powerful the soul is, we will not be afraid to face three or five third-blood warriors with the five ghost pockets in our hands."

Fang Zheng murmured:

"In the hands of an expert in magic, it may even threaten a martial artist!"

"The key is to be able to kill people invisible. No wonder the status of warlocks is so high, and mages are far rarer than martial arts masters."

Compared to martial arts, he is actually more interested in magic.

After all, no matter how high your martial arts skills are, you will most likely be knocked down with one shot in modern society. A pistol cannot be replaced with a rifle, and a rifle cannot be replaced with a sniper rifle.

If it doesn’t work again,

There are also shells ready at the back.

Spells are different. They are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye and are infinitely variable. They can confuse the mind and create ghosts, making it difficult for people to guard against and unable to hide.

"pity!"

"My martial arts talent is stronger than my magic skills."

Fang Zheng shook his head:

"The martial arts master is just ahead. The mage still doesn't know the year of the monkey, the horse and the moon."

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The strong wind swept the ground, and all the grass withered.

The clouds in the sky are getting thicker and thicker, announcing the coming thunderstorm, which will definitely be accompanied by lightning, thunder, and heavy rain.

"kill!"

"Come on!"

"..."

The shouts of killing shook the sky.

A group of people rushed into the alley and madly chased a group of fleeing White Lotus believers. The red-eyed people moved to attack the vital points.

"grown ups."

Sun Baihu handed over:

"Thirty-one people have been captured, including three second-blood warriors, six first-blood warriors, and third-blood warriors... we haven't encountered them yet."

"Um."

Lord Ming sat on the horse, with gloomy eyes and nodded:

"Go to the next place."

"yes!"

Hundreds of households should be.

In the crowd, Li San rubbed his sore thighs, raised his body with difficulty, and whispered:

"What's happened to Mr. Qianhu in the past two days? He's been searching the whole city like crazy for demons from the White Lotus Sect. He hasn't had time to rest since he got up early in the morning."

"When can you change your habits?" Wu Hai frowned:

"Stop talking so much!"

"Let's go." Fang Zheng waved:

"The higher ups are anxious for people, and Master Qianhu can't do anything."

"yes."

Both should be.

…………

"Hush!"

Ming Qianhu gently pulled the reins to stop his forward momentum, squinted his eyes and looked forward, then pointed forward with the reins:

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

"Go!"

"yes!"

Everyone responded in unison.

After this period of fighting, even though they were a temporary team composed of guardians and casual cultivators, they had become somewhat accustomed to the battlefield.

after all,

Those who did not adapt would have lost their lives long ago.

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

"careful!"

A soft voice came into my ears.

Chen Jiuniang from Wanbao Pavilion!

He raised his eyebrows slightly and subconsciously looked back, only to see Ming Qianhu sitting on horseback looking up into the distance, surrounded by soldiers.

Looking around, no one else seemed unusual.

There was no sign of Chen Jiuniang either.

This is……

Transmit a message into a secret?

Fang Zheng withdrew his gaze and looked forward.

Ahead is a low-lying goods yard, covering an extremely large area. Dozens of merchants once set up warehouses here, but there is still room.

It is said.

This was originally a residential area in Beicheng, but a heavy rain in the early years caused the terrain to be sunken, so whenever there was rainwater, it would accumulate here.

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

The turmoil during this period left the cargo yard in a mess. The terrain was uneven and muddy, making it easy to hide and deal with encirclement and suppression by officers and soldiers.

As far as the eye can see.

The goods yard was surrounded by Juma stakes as tall as one person, and there was a dead silence inside.

According to past experience, there should be a group of White Lotus followers hidden here, but in the face of the encirclement and suppression by everyone, they should be unable to fight back.

"Be careful."

Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes and signaled to Wu Hai and the others:

"Go slower."

They were actually walking very slowly. If they were any slower, they would be a little conspicuous, but just in case, it was better to be careful.

The team entered the goods yard and the crowd gradually separated.

The place is too big, and there is no way to search for the target without spreading out.

"puff!"

"careful!"

"There are archers!"

"Skid it from the side!"

As it went deeper, small-scale fighting gradually appeared, and from time to time, followers of the White Lotus Sect who had been blessed with divine attacks would rush out.

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

They are becoming more and more experienced in dealing with the gods.

"Peng!"

In the middle of the crowd, a haystack suddenly exploded, and a figure jumped out from it, slashing the surroundings with two giant crescent-shaped blades in his hands.

"puff!"

"Puff!"

The sharp blade cut through the flesh and blood, and blood splashed everywhere. Several people were killed on the spot because they were unable to dodge, and there were even two warriors among them.

"Master!"

"Go together!"

The crowd shouted, and several people rushed forward.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."

There were constant sounds of collisions, sparks flew everywhere, and everyone's expressions changed accordingly.

"It's three blood!"

"careful!"

Third-blood warriors are masters no matter where they are. Fortunately, after this period of fighting, those who survived have found a lot of good things.

even,

A few people got full-body helmets.

Not to mention full armor, others can always get one or two pieces of armor to protect their vitals.

In this way, even if you encounter a three-blood master, you will not be without a fight. With the help of your companions, you may even have a chance to fight back.

There are more than one ambush.

There were unexpectedly many enemies hidden in the goods yard. They launched raids from various hidden places, and the fighting suddenly became fierce.

Crying to kill.

Gradually spread to the entire cargo yard.

the other side.

Fang Zheng and the others also encountered an evil demon with long hair and a black stick in his hand. Each stick contained great power.

The stick made heavy shadows, kicking up large amounts of dust.

Wu Hai and Li San rushed into it and started fighting with them.

"Ape stick?"

Fang Zheng stood behind him with his hands behind his back and said:

"This kind of stick technique is agile, fierce, and wild, but it is weak in close combat. The stick in this person's hand is eight feet long, and the weak point is within three feet."

"Don't rush to attack. It's a false move. He is luring the enemy deeper."

His eyes moved slightly and he said:

"This person should have hidden weapon skills."

"It's a flying needle!"

He seemed to be able to predict the unforeseen and had a panoramic view of the movements of the three of them. As soon as he finished speaking, the demon holding the stick just used his fingers to pop out a flying needle.

"Ding……"

The flying needle hit Li San and was bounced away by the protective soft armor. Although he was on guard, the sharp force still made him groan and stagger back.

Wu Hai rushed forward at the right time, and the glint of his sword forced his opponent to dodge hastily.

Thanks to Fang Zheng's guidance, each of his moves directly hit the opponent's vital points, and he specifically restrained the stick technique to firmly gain the upper hand.

"ah!"

The stick-wielding demon looked up to the sky and roared angrily, then flicked out several flying needles towards Fangzheng:

"Shut up!"

"Left rib." Fang Zheng tilted his head to avoid the flying needle and said calmly:

"Try to keep as many people alive as possible. Master Qianhu needs enough living warriors. If they die... three can take the place of one."

"snort!"

Someone from behind hummed:

"That's such a big tone, will you be able to defeat us?"

"oh!"

Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows and turned around to look:

"I didn't even notice that someone was coming. What an amazing light body skill."

"Easy to say."

The man was wearing a big cloak and a felt hat, with heavy white snow falling on his body, like a snowman who had been standing here for an unknown amount of time.

You Leng looked at it from a distance and said:

"There are so many people in the goods yard, everyone is fighting desperately, but you are the only one who looks calm and leisurely to give guidance to others. It is really admirable."

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

"Actually, I have no choice but to do it. No one likes fighting to the death, so it's best to keep a low profile and fool them."

He regards the other world as a place where he can earn money and gain experience. Naturally, he has a good attitude and cannot really risk his life.

These days, following Ming Qianhu to arrest people is just a matter of muddling along.

certainly,

It's another matter if it's too urgent.

"Really?" The visitor snorted coldly:

"However, things in the world are unpredictable, and no one can do what they want."

"Take the move!"

"collapse!"

There was a sound similar to the trembling of a bowstring, and the incoming figure was like a powerful arrow leaving the string, swooping towards Fangzheng, with a gleam of cold light striking 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.

quick!

Extremely fast!

This stab was hardened and integrated into the bone marrow. With one step of his foot, the thin sword was already forced into Fang Zheng's throat.

"Uh-huh!"

The tip of the sword missed.

The man in the felt hat shrank his eyes, and the thin sword swept across, and the sound of 'rustling' broke through the air.

Fangzheng's figure shimmered like a ghost, moving about three feet away, making it impossible for the opponent's rapier to get close at all.

Seeing that the person's breath became thicker and he was about to die, a gray shadow suddenly appeared not far away.

"Zhizhi..."

The gray shadow screamed and rushed towards Fang's front door.

speed,

It was actually one minute faster than stabbing a sword.

"Um?"

Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes and subconsciously waved his palm to slap. His body, tempered by the vowel thunder method, could break rocks with this palm.

"Peng!"

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

This time,

Fang Zheng saw clearly what Gray Shadow looked like.

It was a monster that looked like a squirrel!

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

"Gu creature?"

Zhang Mingrui's words flashed through his mind, making his eyes look cold:

"Your Excellency is actually a Gu Master!"

Gu magic is also a major category of magic. It usually refers to the technique of cultivating poisonous insects from various poisonous insects. People who are proficient in voodoo techniques are also called Gu masters.

Gu masters are rare.

I didn't expect to meet someone here.

As he spoke, Fang Zheng raised his hand to look, only to see that the silk gloves on his hand were scorched black and were actually eroded by the poison.

What a powerful poison!

To know.

These gloves of his can withstand swords without being damaged!

…………

Outside the goods yard.

"grown ups."

A hundred households looked up and said:

“There are too many thieves here, they can’t hold them anymore.”

"Um."

Ming Qianhu nodded slowly, stretched out his hand and pointed:

"You, you... each bring thirty people in, just kill the enemies and ignore the guards."

"yes!"

Two hundred households took the order and rushed into the goods yard with 60 people. With the addition of this force, the resistance suddenly weakened.

But only for a moment.

More evil demons poured out from inside the goods yard.

"Lord Ming." The breeze blew, and a man appeared on the spot. His tiger-like momentum made everyone around him lower their heads subconsciously.

Gong Xiong, the guard leader around the county magistrate, Mr. Yan.

beside him,

And Chen Jiuniang from Wanbao Pavilion.

Both of them are martial arts masters with true energy.

Gong Xiong squinted at the goods yard and said:

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

"certainly."

Ming Qianhu folded his legs lightly and drove his horse forward:

"At least one of them hates Ming Mou to the core. They will definitely not miss this opportunity. They hope Brother Gong and Miss Chen can help him later."

"If you can capture a martial artist, General Song will be heavily rewarded."

"Of course." Chen Jiuniang nodded:

"However, if you want to lure out the White Lotus Sect martial artist, you need to put yourself at risk. The situation here is terrible, and we cannot guarantee that we will take action in time."

"Please be careful!"

"Ha..." Gong Xiong even chuckled:

"Master Ming really took General Song's confession to heart, and actually went to great lengths to use himself as bait to lure the White Lotus Sect martial artists into taking the bait."

"But, are you really not worried?"

"Your phoenix-blooded horse will have no effect here."

The goods yard is full of mud, and people may get stuck in it, let alone horses?

Without the phoenix-blooded horse, Ming Qianhu's strength would be greatly reduced, and he wouldn't even be considered outstanding among the young Zhou Tian martial arts masters.

And if he could unleash the power of the Phoenix Blood Horse, he could resist even the Great Zhou Heavenly Warrior.

"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch the tiger's cubs." Ming Qianhu dismounted from his horse, drew out his giant sword, and his eyes were solemn under the mask:

"Follow me in!"

"Here!"

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"boom!"

"Rumble..."

A roar came from behind.

Fang Zheng licked the corner of his mouth and said:

"The imperial officers and soldiers have already come in, my friend, you still want to continue?"

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

"certainly!"

"The officers and soldiers are just here to die!"

The rapiers and the Gu beasts pounced again, forming a criss-crossing pattern. With their tacit cooperation, ordinary third-blood warriors might not be able to escape due to their joint efforts.

Fang Zheng's feet felt like they were covered in glue. His lower body didn't move, and his upper body suddenly folded back, moving across a semicircle against the incoming attack.

Tai Chi stunt - Birds can't fly!

At the same time, his body froze, he drew the knife with one hand and danced wildly.

Bagua Dao - eight ways to fight at night!

Fighting in all directions at night is a unique skill in Bagua Dao when facing group battles. Through extreme speed, explosion, and strength, you can chop enemies from all directions with several consecutive knives.

If this move is successful, you don't have to worry about being attacked by others.

Generally speaking,

It is difficult for a person to chop continuously with a long knife. The so-called eight swords are just empty fingers, not to mention that all the swords have pointed fingers.

now.

Fang Zheng held the knife in his hand like a fierce tiger or a pack of wolves. The light of the knife surged in an instant, and the sound of '呲呲' breaking through the air was even more frightening.

The muddy ground exploded with a bang, splashing muddy water.

"Bala..."

"Peng!"

The Gu object was knocked away heavily, and the soft armor on the opponent's body was also torn apart. The huge force forced the opponent to retreat continuously.

"Um?"

Fang Zheng frowned:

"You turned yourself into a Gu creature?"

The physical body of an ordinary third-blood warrior cannot block his own blade. The vowel thunder method can have a miraculous effect on tempering the physical body, but it is not that strong.

"yes."

The thin sword trembled lightly, ready to move:

"Today is your death day!"

"..." Fang Zheng raised his head and looked towards the depths of the goods yard. There was a deafening roar, and someone was fighting:

"Martial Master?"

"Not bad." The other party sneered:

"Ming Yanfei has repeatedly led troops to encircle and suppress the Holy Religion's headquarters. We will definitely eliminate them. This place today... is the cemetery prepared for him!"

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

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

"never mind."

"After delaying for so long, it's time to send you on your way!"

Fangzheng stepped forward, his body shape was like a green pine rooted in the earth, the long knife in his hand pointed at an angle, the blade reflected the cold light, and he stepped on the ground with one foot.

Bang!

The ground is sunken and mud and water splash.

His gentle step was like a heavy hammer hitting the soil. The huge force penetrated directly to the surface, and the shock force increased accordingly.

step,

Stomp your feet!

Fang Zheng's momentum suddenly changed!

Those who are good at attacking will move in the nine heavens.

Twelve shapes of Xingyi—Dragon shape!

An aura that moves above the nine heavens rises up and rushes towards you, making people's breath stop and making the opponent's eyes widen.

not good!

Martial arts will!

The will of martial arts can break magic, and naturally it can also break poison. Under the impact of Fang Zheng's spiritual thoughts, the poison also stirred in his body.

Under the felt hat, the flesh on this man's face was crawling wildly, like strips of living earthworms. This was a sign that the poison was out of control.

"ah!"

With a roar, the rapier thrust out suddenly.

If you wait any longer, the poison in your body will probably get completely out of control, and you will definitely die without the other party taking action.

"Zheng!"

The sword suddenly appeared.

One word, clear heart!

Two figures passed by each other, Fang Zheng swung his sword, and the blade once again passed the incoming Gu.

Different from before.

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

"Peng!"

One person and one Gu object landed at the same time.

"Woo..."

A dark wind suddenly arises.

The five ghost pockets emitted black smoke and turned into five resentful spirits that rushed towards the corpse. With a burst of chewing sounds, they rolled up two small bags and returned.

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

"Master!"

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

"Um."

Fang Zheng nodded:

"Walk."

"Huh……"

Before he finished speaking, his eyebrows suddenly raised and he looked towards the center of the goods yard.

But seeing the constant roaring there, a strong corpse aura suddenly emerged, and... it seemed to be heading this way.

No!

Just coming this way.

A black shadow jumped up from the haystack and headed towards the three of them.

"who?"

Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes and stood up.

The long sword was unsheathed in mid-air, and a sharp cold light struck the person's throat.

"puff!"

White smoke escapes.

The person's head was cut open with a huge gash by the blade, but he just paused for a moment, then pounced on him again as if nothing had happened.

"Zombie?"

"Ah……"

Fang Zheng chuckled lightly, and the martial arts will came out from his body. The most powerful thunder power gathered on the blade and slashed out with a thunderbolt.

Times have changed.

In the past, he was helpless when facing zombies, but now he no longer takes them seriously.

"puff!"

The sword flashed, and this time, the zombie's head flew high into the air, and the headless body swayed from side to side before falling to the ground.

There is a god in the fist, which can destroy evil spirits!

If a warrior understands the will of martial arts, he can kill them all with overwhelming force, whether they are poisonous creatures, demons, or even zombies.

Fang Zheng put away the knife and felt a sudden chill in his body.

It was like being stared at by a poisonous snake, and all the energy and blood in his body were stagnated.

"Good sword skills!"

One person sneered sinisterly:

"Have we met once?"

Fang Zheng turned around and saw a person to the side looking at him. The man's clothes were in tatters and full of stench. He was clearly Yin Fang, the leader of the Beggar Clan.

Of course the two have met.

At that time, Fangzheng killed Jiao Gu of the beggar gang, but was caught on the spot and escaped by chance.

However, Fang Zheng was wearing a mask at the time, and Yin Fang didn't know who the murderer was, but this time he saw a very similar sword light.

Doubts had to arise in my heart.

Suffer!

Fang Fang's face was full of bitterness, and he secretly cried out that he was being targeted by a martial artist, right?

"Peng!"

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

"Haha..." Gong Xiong slashed with his sword and shouted loudly:

"Jia, you are indeed here. It's a pity that the mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole is behind you. You didn't expect me to be waiting too. You can't escape today!"

"Master Yin Tan, save me!" Master Jia Xiang shouted urgently and rushed this way.

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

At the same time, he waved his palms and struck out several waves of palm energy to greet the incoming person.

"Peng!"

"Pumbaa!"

"Master Jia Xiang." Yin Fang growled:

"You hold them back while Yin takes his leave first."

"you……"

Master Jia Xiang's expression changed greatly, but he was forced to face Gong Xiong and Ming Qianhu who were chasing after him. He struck with both palms and spit out blood.

the other side.

The person who hit Fang Zheng suddenly exploded in mid-air.

The strong energy and blood turned into countless powerful arrows, covering an area of ​​about ten feet, and there was even a burning energy that could actually set straw on fire.

"Uh-huh!"

Fang Zheng stepped on the Seven Stars and retreated violently, avoiding the area covered by the blood arrows.

Li San, on the other hand, was unable to dodge and was hit by the blood arrow. He screamed and fell to the ground, and the large area of ​​flesh and blood on his thigh became blurred.

It's like being scalded with boiling water.

What method is this?

Fortunately, the pursuers were right behind him, so Yin Fang didn't dare to stop. He took a deep look at Fang Zheng and fled out of the goods yard.

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The core of the goods yard.

The chaos gradually subsided.

Ming Qianhu's sword stood in the mud, his eyes under the mask showed deep exhaustion, and the armor leaves on his waist and ribs were also messy.

Faintly,

Blood can be seen oozing out.

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

He even won a martial arts master.

but……

"grown ups."

A member of the household stepped closer and whispered:

"It's confirmed that the person controlling the zombies is really the fifth son of the Ren family."

"Um?"

Ming Qianhu narrowed his eyes:

"Go over and have a look!"

In the mud, a man was kneeling on his knees, his hands were chained behind his back, blood and mud were mixed on his body, and his long hair covered his face.

Several martial arts masters arrived one after another.

"Really the Ren family?" Chen Jiuniang's lips curled up slightly, her beautiful eyes flashing:

"interesting."

Gong Xiong looked gloomy and said nothing.

The Ren family is not an ordinary family. They have been rooted in Gu'an County for who knows how many years, and they have a background as a court official. Their background is terrifying.

even.

Even when Mr. Yan takes office as a new official, the first thing he does is to visit Ren's house.

Move the Ren family?

It’s harder than raiding the county government office!

He looked sideways at Ming Qianhu and whispered:

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

"Master Ming..."

"Um."

Ming Qianhu’s eyes were solemn:

"I will inform General Song."

Gong Xiong's heart thumped, secretly saying that something was not good.

If General Song really plans to take action against the Ren family, Gu'an County will surely fall into unprecedented chaos and things will break out.

"Crack!"

The lightning penetrated the dark clouds and streaked across the void.

"Rumble..."

thunder,

Shocking in all directions.

rain,

Fall quietly.

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Fang Zheng didn't know what happened in the center of the cargo yard and didn't intend to pay attention to it. He only knew that Ming Qianhu's expression was a little serious at the end.

It was clear that he had won a great victory, but there was no joy.

So does everyone else.

"never mind!"

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 not serious, but there was a strange energy wrapped around his leg, and he could recover as before in a short time.

night.

Fang Mansion.

Underground darkroom.

Thunder roared and lightning flashed outside, but the darkroom was as silent as ever.

in the void,

The power of thunder filled the air.

Every breath and every breath can touch the vowels and thunder.

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

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

"call……"

Fang Zheng exhaled softly and sat cross-legged in the middle of the altar, holding his breath and concentrating.

success or failure,

In one fell swoop!

Open the pulse-protecting pill and take it with your head raised.

Press the switch of the high-power generator, and electric current that is difficult to discern with the naked eye begins to cover the entire field.

Vowel Refa!

Fang Zheng took a deep breath and silently performed the exercises. The surging energy and blood in his body followed a certain pattern and rushed towards the electric current pouring into his body.

"boom!"

The sea of ​​consciousness shook slightly.

Because of the lightning and thunder in the outside world, I felt that there was more thunder power around me, and the operation of the vowel thunder method became much faster than before.

Time passes slowly.

until...

The operation of the skill reaches a certain peak.

"open!"

Fang Zheng made a seal with his hand, and the energy and blood in his body suddenly surged up.

at the same time,

The spiritual thoughts sink and merge into the Qi and blood.

boom!

His consciousness suddenly became hazy, and his perception of the physical body was even darker, as if everything had turned into death.

Didn't wait long.

at some point.

A bright light appeared in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

"clatter!"

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

Not loud,

But like the first thunderbolt from heaven and earth, it instantly awakened Fang Zheng's confused consciousness, and his spirit, energy and spirit also quietly merged at this moment.

An inexplicable force emerged within his body.

Qi!

So angry!

Mana!

…

Many titles do not affect its essence.

The true energy traveled along the meridians, causing a slight stinging sensation in the meridians. Fortunately, the power of the pulse-protecting pill was still there, and it subsided in an instant.

One drop!

Two drops!

…

The true energy gradually took shape.

"It's done!"

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

Everything was extremely smooth.

…………

"I already have a solid foundation and profound knowledge, coupled with the help of many external aids such as the Pulse Protecting Pill, if I can no longer achieve true energy..."

"That's really unreasonable."

Fang Zheng 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 rapid growth in strength, which will slow down after reaching a certain level.

Once you have a solid foundation, you can hit a higher level again.

True energy is invisible and has no quality. It travels in the body. Wherever it passes, it can not only temper the physical body, but also strengthen the spiritual mind. It can be said to have endless wonderful uses.

It is also the product of the gathering of essence, energy and spirit. The reason why what is cultivated by warriors is called Zhenqi and what is cultivated by mages is called mana, is because the emphasis is different.

Qi is more inclined to temper the physical body.

Mana is more inclined to strengthen spiritual thoughts.

"Ah……"

Drinking in a low voice, Fangzheng silently uses the vowel thunder method.

Since the birth of the true energy, it will spontaneously circulate in the body. It has no characteristics at this time, but once the vowel thunder method is activated...

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

As Fang Zheng dances his fists and feet, there will be a strong and yang energy accompanying him, and he can explode with unparalleled power by raising his hands and feet.

Even if one has not realized the will of martial arts, this power of thunder can still cause huge damage to ghosts and ghosts.

Draw the sword,

There was even a faint electric light shining.

If the weapon is struck with full force, the cross section of the wood cut by the sword will appear dark, as if it had been struck by lightning.

"I have just advanced. My strength is about 30% stronger than that of Sanxue Perfection, and my speed is 20% faster. The main reason is that I have a clearer grasp of the power."

Fang Zheng stopped and thought thoughtfully:

"If it is blessed with true energy, the explosive power will be even stronger!"

"I am just entering the realm of martial arts for the first time now, and there is still a lot of room for improvement. When I stabilize, I will definitely become stronger."

"Well……"

"The Vowel Thunder Technique is good at tempering the physical body. If I look at my current strength purely, I should be no worse than the little Zhou Tian warrior."

"It's a pity that he has too little zhenqi and no corresponding martial arts skills. He is not as good as other warriors in this regard."

"And then..."

"Spell!"

With his eyes focused, Fang Zheng reached out and took out a magic talisman and shouted:

"...Those who encounter the curse will be destroyed, and those who encounter the curse will perish; Liu Ding Liu Jia, protect my side, kill evil and destroy demons, and have spiritual light in my body."

"I serve Sanqing as urgently as the law dictates!"

Liuding Liujia protective spell!

This spell is one of the best spells in Chunyang Palace. Only high-level magicians can cast it, and the higher the level of cultivation, the greater the power it displays.

Even if you are a mage,

I will often use this talisman to deal with evil spirits.

before,

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

now,

It can be easily activated without resorting to the power of the altar beneath him, and its power seems to be no worse than in Zhang Mingrui's hands.

"good!"

Fang Zheng's eyes lit up and he took out a magic talisman again.

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

"puff!"

The talisman ignites spontaneously without fire.

Fire charm!

This is a low-level magic talisman, not much more powerful than a lighter, but not more powerful than chanting a spell and casting a spell, which is enough to explain everything.

"Um……"

Fang Zheng was thoughtful:

"When you can't survive in the future, you can also use this trick to bluff people, waving the magic talisman with one hand to start a fire. This is the true Taoist!"

"What Zhang Mingrui said is true. True Qi can indeed be used as a magic weapon, but it consumes too much and is not much more powerful than a high-level warlock. It's just that it can't be compared to using a magic altar and reduces the time of chanting spells. It's not worth the gain."

"Next..."

"Go out and have a look!"

Jump out of the secret room.

I don't know when, the rain started to get worse, thunder roared and lightning flashed in the sky, and everything was shocked by the vast power of heaven.

Fang Zheng raised his head.

The vowel thunder works silently in the body.

"boom!"

There was a loud thunder.

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

"really!"

"The power of thunder helps the practice of vowel thunder method."

"It is rumored that the location of the Ancient Thunder Department is called Tianlei Mountain. There are continuous thunders on it all year round. It should be for the convenience of cultivation."

Fangzheng silently estimated:

"However, thunder is difficult to touch after all. If you can truly come into contact with the power of thunder and lightning, your cultivation speed will definitely be faster."

"Using a generator to assist you in training and adjusting it to a suitable voltage will make it twice as fast as practicing under thunder."

"In a short period of time, I can cultivate the power of thunder."

"Um?"

With a raised eyebrow, he looked outside the courtyard:

"Is there anyone?"

He jumped out of the courtyard and looked at the man across the dark night, his eyes couldn't help but squint:

"Shen Ji!"

Still remember.

At that time, there was a refugee riot in the city. It was Shen Ji who united the nearby neighbors and many nursing homes patrolled together to ensure safety.

pity,

This person has a wicked heart and is secretly colluding with the Beggar Clan in an attempt to seize other people's property.

"Isn't he missing?"

Fang Zheng touched his chin:

"How would it appear here?"

Seeing Shen Ji straightening his raincoat and walking into the darkness, Fang Zheng thought for a moment and then quietly disappeared.

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

Push the door open and enter.

"who?"

Yin Fang's voice sounded.

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

"Altar Master, I went to Fang Mansion. The place where Fang Zheng lived was occupied by a group of officers and soldiers. He and his family lived in the backyard."

"Fangzheng..." Yin Fang said:

"Is this person entering the third level of blood for the first time?"

"Yes." Shen Ji nodded, thought for a while and then said:

"That's what they say, but there are many rumors about this person. Shen doesn't know whether they are true or false. He may be hiding his strength."

"interesting."

Yin Fang opened the door and walked out, his eyes shining:

"In my opinion, he is definitely not the first to enter the third level of blood."

"Oh!" Shen Ji raised his head:

"How can I see it?"

"If he had entered the third blood for the first time, how could he kill Jiao Gu and the two of them? If he had entered the third blood for the first time, how could he dare to follow you here." Yin Fang moved his eyes back and looked into the darkness:

"You think so, Mr. Fang?"

"Snapped!"

"Pop!"

Fangzheng tapped his hands and walked out of the darkness:

"Senior Yin has a sharp eye."

"Fang Zheng!" Shen Ji's eyes widened:

"you……"

"puff!"

Before he finished speaking, a thunderbolt-like sword flashed before his eyes, and his body froze suddenly. A crack quietly appeared in the middle of his forehead, and the crack slowly expanded toward both sides, like a thin line separating the body.

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

"good!"

Yin Fang raised his eyebrows slightly and tapped his palms:

"Good sword skills!"

"Not only is your Excellency not a third-blood warrior for the first time, you are not even a third-blood warrior, but a martial artist who has already cultivated Zhenqi. Yin really made a mistake this time."

"Easy to say." Fang Zheng put away his knife with a calm expression.

"pity!"

Yin Fang's face darkened:

"If you hide your cultivation honestly, or suddenly explode, you may still make Yin miss, but now you are seeking your own death."

"If my prediction is correct, you should have just cultivated your true energy."

"Not bad!" Fang Zheng nodded:

"I just said that Senior Yin has a sharp eye, and that's true."

"How brave!"

Yin Fang's eyes widened and he shouted angrily:

"When I first became a martial artist, I dared to attack Yin. I really thought that the method I practiced was in line with today's weather, so I dared to look down on Yin."

"court death!"

Before he finished speaking, his body flashed and he rushed over.

"Peng!"

Gunfire rang out.

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

"Peng!"

"Pumbaa!"

"Peng!"

A flurry of bullets burst out wildly, spraying towards Yin Fang within two feet. Even a martial artist could only dodge the first few bullets.

His body could not help but stiffen.

"Uh-huh!"

Fang Zheng abandoned his gun and charged forward with his knife.

Explosive slash with one knife.

Heads fell to the ground.

"Huh..." Fang Zheng showed disdain:

"A martial artist is nothing more than that."

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