I Became a Martial Saint In Another World

two days later.

The sun was setting.

The light of dusk falls between the sky and the earth, adding a touch of magic to this vast land.

The head of the imperial city.

The two figures stand side by side, tall and slender, with deep eyes, just like two aloof masters, overlooking thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

"Are you sure you want to go this far?"

One of them, wearing a purple python robe and with jet-black hair, looked into the distance and said, "This step is destined to turn the world upside down. Either you live or you die. There will be no third choice."

"I know, that's why I have been negotiating with the emperor for so long."

The figure next to him, with a calm voice, was wearing a five-claw golden dragon robe, with his hands behind his back, and said:

"The palms of the Vault of Heaven Palace have grown longer and longer over the years. Now that you and I are guarding them, they still dare not force them too much, but after a hundred years, when you and I are gone, who can resist the infiltration of the Vault of Heaven Palace?

Now that you and I are in our prime, this is the best opportunity to integrate. After all, this Qingtianyu is my Zi family's Qingtianyu. If I don't do anything now, do I have to leave the trouble to future generations? "

The figure in the purple python robe was slightly silent, and said: "Since you have made up your mind, no matter what happens, I will naturally support you with all my strength."

The figure next to him smiled slightly, looked at the other party, and said: "Brother Huang is enough. The implementation of this reform is bound to encounter endless resistance. Please take care of Brother Huang."

"The 400,000-year-old soldiers of the Dayuan Army can die at any time."

The figure in the purple python robe spoke.

"It's not necessary to die, you just need to suppress the major forces and let them cooperate obediently. At least don't give them a chance to rebel."

The figure in the golden dragon robe responded: "The Dayuan Dynasty has been under the control of the Vault of Heaven Palace for a long time! Only through full reform can it be possible to get rid of the opponent."

Having said that, he paused slightly, and said, "By the way, I heard that Ye Chen died in the Northern Territory?"

"Yes, I originally wanted Wan Zhong to make a move, but I didn't expect him to die tragically early."

Zi Tianxiong, the leader of the Dayuan Army, responded.

"A good death will save us from other misfortunes."

The figure in the dragon robe was expressionless, and said: "This Ye Chen is even fascinated by my daughter, and there are many forces in the city who have a lot to do with him!"

"Young people are full of daydreams about feelings, and there is nothing wrong with it. Those forces need to be eradicated one by one."

Zi Tianxiong responded.

"Hmph, getting involved with the enemy, if it wasn't for the fact that she is my daughter, I would have killed him long ago."

The figure in the dragon robe snorted coldly, and said coldly, "I will ask you to supervise this comprehensive reform."

"Don't worry, I will."

Zi Tianxiong nodded, his eyes turned cold.

Since there are some forces in the dynasty that are not peaceful, let's start with the imperial city.

···

Within the Seven Evil Gang.

Yang Fang opened his eyes again, looked at the panel in front of him, and heaved a sigh of relief.

After several days in a row, the holy formula finally got started smoothly.

However, the progress of this holy formula is really slow.

Just stuck at the entry (10/3000).

Other exercises basically increase about 100 points at a time, but this holy formula only increases a pitiful 10 points.

While Yang Fang was running this mysterious formula, he recalled all the encounters in the past few days.

Sure enough, No. 1 hit the mark.

He hadn't been peaceful these days.

It was business as usual during the day.

But at night, I can always hear some voices that others cannot hear, and see some things that others cannot see, for several days in a row, every night.

This made him a little bit tortured.

The key is that no matter how you shoot, that thing will appear again soon.

It's as if it's completely my own illusion.

"I hope that after getting started with this holy formula, it can be relieved a little."

Yang Fang said to himself.

Otherwise, people will really become neurotic.

suddenly.

He felt it, looked directly at the corner of the room, and said coldly: "Come out!"

A black light instantly lit up on the ground.

A blood-covered Earthwalker came out of the ground, his face was pale and full of fear, obviously seriously injured, and he said, "My lord, something...something happened."

"what happened?"

Yang Fang's eyes sank.

At the beginning, I gave them a lot of black jade elixir and asked them to find buyers, but after so many days, they still have no news.

He thought they were all dead!

"We are being targeted, and the people who shot are also a few local tribesmen..."

The blood-stained Earthwalker was full of panic, and quickly told Yang Fang what he had experienced during this period of time.

Originally, after they got the black jade elixir, they were indeed looking for buyers for Yang Fang everywhere, but after all, the things in their hands were too expensive, no matter how careful they were, they were still being watched.

But what they never expected was that it was also a group of local tribesmen who were staring at them.

wrong!

Not exactly Earthlings.

Among the group of people was a gray-robed mysterious man at the Holy Spirit level.

At that time, the other party was still wearing a white mask.

Under their siege and interception, they quickly killed and arrested their people. He was the only one who risked his life to break through and escaped.

However, all the black jade elixirs in his hand were lost.

"Grey-robed figure? Earthwalker?"

Yang Fang's gaze became indifferent.

For some reason, he thought again of the medicine field he had opened up outside the city.

The original medicine field was completely hollowed out, and even his own residence was burned to ashes.

At that time, the person in charge of this matter was also a man in gray robe.

Moreover, he is still a prince!

"What is their origin? Have you found out where they have settled?"

Yang Fang asked coldly.

"I don't know the origin, but I know where those Dixing people are now."

The injured Dixing tribe in front of them said in panic.

His name is Huo Shan, and he was originally a Dharma protector next to Huo Tianting. He was a super-level second-level practitioner. After being controlled by Yang Fang with poison, he followed Yang Fang all the time.

"Okay, take me there."

Yang Fang said coldly.

Life and death things!

He even dared to grab his own things!

Last time the Prince's matter was not settled, but this time he was found again.

Really think he is made of mud!

···

Spacious mountainside.

Extremely hidden.

Torches were burning in all directions, making it look like daylight.

A group of dozens of Dixing tribesmen are gathering here, grilling the freshly caught game, and there are bursts of strong aromas wafting out.

Not far from them.

A few wooden torture racks stood quietly, and three figures were tied to them, each covered in blood and in a panic. They were the people who were in charge of finding buyers for Yang Fang.

There were quite a few of them originally, but unfortunately only three of them were still alive, tortured on the rack.

laugh!

ah!

A piece of red-hot soldering iron was directly pressed hard on the chest of one of them, and white smoke came out immediately, making that person scream miserably, echoing throughout the valley.

Soon he passed out from the pain, hung his head, and remained motionless.

"What? Are you still unwilling to say?"

The local tribesman holding a soldering iron looked at the other two local tribesmen with a smile on his face, and said with a smile: "Tell me, where did you get these black jade elixir? It’s the cultivation level of the first level of Chaopin, and you dare to touch forbidden items, don’t you know that this is a capital offense?”

The two Dixing tribesmen who were tied to the torture rack were trembling and terrified.

"It's really not ours. The elixir was given to us by our lord, and he asked us to take it out to find a buyer."

"Yes, it's really not ours, please forgive me, please forgive me."

"Who is the name of your lord? What is the origin?"

The local tribesman with a soldering iron smiled slightly.

"I don't know what his origin is, but he seems to be the one who made Pang Wanzhong suffer a lot."

One of the local tribesmen spoke in panic.

"oh?"

The face of the Dixing clansman holding the soldering iron moved slightly, and he smiled with interest: "Interesting, you actually said he is your lord? Hehe, it's really interesting, why don't you say Pang Wanzhong is your lord?"

Obviously, there is a hundred unbelief in his heart.

"It's true, I can swear it's true."

"We dare not lie, it's all true. Originally we were Huo Tianting's subordinates, but after Huo Tianting was killed by him, we defected to him."

The two Earthwalkers shouted in panic.

"Since you said that the mysterious man is your lord, you should know where he lives, what his real name is, and what methods he uses."

The local clansman holding a soldering iron inquired lightly.

"We did know where he lived before. He gave us a kind of scented worm, which can help find his traces, but that kind of worm was destroyed by you during the fight."

The Earthwalker on the left said in horror.

"So it's a lie?"

The local tribesman with a soldering iron continued to laugh.

"It's not fake, it's not fake, everything we say is true."

"Forgive me, what we said is true..."

The two quickly yelled in horror.

"It's true what they say."

Suddenly, a cold and indifferent voice resounded directly in the mountainside without warning.

The local clansman holding a soldering iron was startled and turned around suddenly.

who?

Not only him, but the expressions of the other local tribesmen in the mountain belly also changed, and they stood up all of a sudden, looking at him one after another.

I saw that they were not far away.

Suddenly, two figures appeared.

Covered in blood, it was a local tribe who escaped from them not long ago.

The other has a burly body and is dressed in a black robe. His eyes are cold and terrifying, like lightning, captivating people's hearts and souls.

A group of local people's complexions changed slightly, their bodies radiated black light, and quickly sank half of their bodies into the soil in order to cope with some changes at any time.

"who are you?"

The local clansman headed by the soldering iron stared at Yang Fang with slightly cold eyes.

Yang Fang's face was indifferent, and he waved his palm, too lazy to answer.

puff!

The invisible poisonous powder spread out in an instant, and driven by the law of the wind, it enveloped the nostrils of all the local tribesmen in an instant. Spraying a mouthful of blood, he fell to the ground and died tragically.

The face of the local clansman holding the soldering iron changed, he couldn't believe it, without thinking, he sank into the ground quickly, wanting to escape from this place.

But just as his body moved, Yang Fang stamped his foot.

Boom!

The terrifying vibration force instantly poured into the ground, causing the local tribesman to scream miserably, the bones all over his body made crackling sounds, and he was directly ejected from the ground again, blood flying everywhere.

Pooh!

With a flash of Yang Fang's body, he grabbed the local tribe's neck with his big and generous hands, and squeezed it firmly, like pinching a chicken, his eyes were cold and terrifying.

"Who told you to move your hand? Where is the man in gray robe from before?"

He didn't say a word of nonsense.

"I said, I said, forgive me, forgive me..."

The Dixing clansman yelled in horror, and couldn't believe it all.

He was captured by one move?

What kind of horror is this?

···

In Yuanyang City.

A carriage walked quietly, heading towards the gambling house ahead.

Inside the carriage.

Wu Tiancheng's face was flat, he was wearing a gray robe, he was holding the freshly brewed tea, and enjoying the careful massage of several maids, an indescribable sense of satisfaction instantly came to his mind.

He is old and should have retired long ago.

Although it is a holy spirit level cultivation base, but the injuries suffered by the young ones are so severe that the body has not yet recuperated.

On the surface it is the holy spirit, but in fact it can only exert half of its combat power at most.

Fortunately, he climbed the high branch of the prince.

The prince didn't dislike him for being old, and gave him extremely generous treatment, which made him stay away from the days of licking blood with knives.

Thinking about how he had just found a spiritual field for the prince not long ago, he couldn't help but smile.

That spiritual field is really unprecedented!

The richness of the soil inside is beyond imagination.

The success rate is as high as 80%.

With this spiritual field, the treatment of these holy spirit level powerhouses will be even better from now on!

At least every month, the Huangji Pill will increase by half.

Maybe his injury can gradually heal.

Looking at his slightly fair palms, he smiled slightly.

These palms haven't killed anyone for a long time.

"Steward Wu, the casino is here."

The groom's voice came from outside.

"parking."

Wu Tiancheng said lightly.

"Yes, Steward Wu."

The carriage listened quietly.

Outside the gambling house, the shopkeeper and a clerk had already waited respectfully for a long time, looking at Wu Tiancheng with flattering faces.

In addition to them, there are also the gang leader in charge of the casino here, and other gang members, all of which are listed here.

"Boss Wu, you're here."

Sun Yun, the leader of the Iron Sword Gang who is in charge of the gambling shop here, said with a flattering smile.

"Well, let's play with both hands."

Wu Tiancheng put his hands behind his back.

"Okay, welcome, welcome."

Gongsun Yun laughed quickly.

Regardless of Wu Tiancheng's status in the Prince's Mansion, his status as a Holy Spirit level powerhouse alone is worth trying to curry favor with him at all costs.

···

"is it him?"

At the tea stand not far away, Yang Fang's tone was cold, and he looked at Wu Tiancheng who had just walked towards the carriage.

"Yes, that's him. He belongs to the prince, and he forced us to do this."

The Dixing clansman was terrified, he had already been controlled by Yang Fang with poison, and he spoke.

Yang Fang looked at each other coldly.

Judging from his figure, he should be the one who wooed him last time.

After he failed to win him over last time, the medicine field he left outside the city was uprooted.

Unexpectedly, it was him again this time!

Yang Fang threw down two copper plates casually, put on a red mask, stood up, rushed out of his body, and rushed directly towards Wu Tiancheng.

···

Wu Tiancheng looked satisfied and enjoyed it in his heart.

As he got older, he especially liked the feeling of being surrounded by people, like the stars holding the moon, maybe it was because of his nostalgia for his youth.

While walking, suddenly, Wu Tiancheng's expression changed, he shivered, and turned his head quickly.

Like lightning, a black shadow rushed forward in an instant and punched out with a punch.

"who?!"

Wu Tiancheng was terrified, he opened his mouth and yelled, and immediately waved his arms and patted Yang Fang desperately.

The people around were all startled, unable to react at all.

boom!

The voice is muffled.

Face to face, the arm that Wu Tiancheng was resisting exploded in an instant, the bones burst apart inch by inch, blood spurted from his mouth, and his body flew upside down. Before he landed, the black shadow blasted out again, and punched out again.

boom!

This time, he punched directly between his eyebrows.

The terrifying power instantly tore through his body's protective zhenqi, splitting his brows on the spot, and his whole head exploded like a watermelon.

The headless corpse continued to fly upside down, smashing hard into the casino, smashing the tables to pieces.

After one move, the black shadow turned around and left, quickly disappearing here.

Only Gongsun Yun and a group of Iron Sword Gang masters were left, their faces full of horror and disbelief.

"Killed!"

"Come on, come on!"

···

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