My Attributes Cultivation Life

Chapter 82: 82 March 2

Outside the main hall.

A middle-aged man with a white beard slowly lowered his longbow, let out a breath, and smiled.

A clear scar from his right eye, from top to bottom. Almost blind.

But the scar at this time made him even more ruthless.

"Lord Zhao deserves to be born with supernatural power, and his strength is really extraordinary." A red-haired Huxi clapped his hands and praised.

"Where, compared to your dog king's double-knife skill, my hand is nothing." Zhao Yueting said modestly.

As the general manager of Dragonsea in Huaxin County. He has long been quite dissatisfied with the person in charge of Tan Yang.

Therefore, taking advantage of this opportunity, if he can succeed in making meritorious deeds, it will be compared to Tan Yang's previous accident.

One will change and the other will grow, maybe he can replace him, and change him to Tan Yang to take charge of the branch situation.

Therefore, this time, in order to be safe, he simply brought the elite to participate in the siege.

"My lord, some of Zhang Xuan's subordinates shrank to Xuanxin Palace, and some went to Shangde Garden." A guard stepped forward to report. "Fang Qi's deputy is asking about our next move."

"No hurry, what about old Taoist Zhang Xuan?"

"Zhang Xuan is fighting with Palace Master Tang Sha, and has fled to the back mountain."

"Go and get rid of Zhang Xuan first, the rest are nothing more than chickens and dogs. It's amazing, Zhang Xuan is worthy of being a fifth-rank master."

Zhao Yueting admired.

He knew how powerful Tang Sha was. If he fought head-on, within twenty moves, he would definitely lose.

But Zhang Xuan faced Tang Sha and Fang Qi by himself, and he insisted on holding on for so long.

Putting down his bow, he took the scimitar from his subordinates, took several people with him, and quickly walked towards the alleyway on the side of the hall.

There is the direction to the back mountain.

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Qinghe Palace Mountain Gate.

Zhang Rongfang looked at the guarded mountain gate from a distance, and raised the wish wheel. To step forward is to move forward.

"How are you going to go up? Now the upper level should be about to start infighting."

A somewhat familiar voice came from behind.

Zhang Rongfang was slightly taken aback, then turned his head to look.

Qing Su unexpectedly also came.

She was still wearing a mask, a leather armor, and an extra dagger in her hand.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Rongfang was puzzled.

"I didn't realize until you left that you haven't given me the Yufu yet." Qing Su said calmly.

"You haven't said yet, how are you going to get there?"

Zhang Rongfang didn't reply any more, just threw the feather talisman back, and walked forward with the wishing wheel.

Soon he walked to the front of the mountain gate.

"Who?" The guards were several martial arts disciples in Taoist robes and white coats.

Among them are men and women.

"I'm Zhang Rongfang. I was working in other places before, and now I'm back. Please read the document."

Zhang Rongfang handed over his identity document.

Since there are Taoist priests guarding the mountain, there is still time to think about it.

He was slightly relieved.

Among the several people guarding the mountain gate, an elderly Taoist priest stepped forward, took the document, and looked through it.

"Sorry, the gate of the mountain is closed today. Junior brother, if you have something to do, you can come back tomorrow." He didn't even look at it carefully, so he closed it casually and threw it to Zhang Rongfang.

Zhang Rongfang frowned and was about to speak.

"Zhang Rongfang? It's you!?" Suddenly, a Kun Dao came out from behind the people opposite.

The visitor had a fair complexion, regular facial features, and a calm demeanor. It was Situ Nan who Zhang Rongfang knew when he was a handyman disciple.

Situ Nan's face was stiff, and he opened his mouth to say something, but he suppressed it again.

"Situ, why are you here?" Zhang Rongfang keenly noticed something was wrong.

Why is Situ Nan also a disciple of martial arts, why did he come to the mountain gate to do the job of guarding the gate?

"I was assigned to guard the mountain gate. There is something important in the Taoist Palace today. If you want to come, come tomorrow."

Situ Nan gritted his teeth, a look of unbearableness flashed in his eyes, and he still persuaded the other party not to go up the mountain.

"Tomorrow?" Zhang Rongfang fell silent. Scan the few people in front of you.

There is only such a road in Qinghe Palace that can go up the mountain the fastest. If you want to change to other detours, you will waste a lot of time.

so.

"What if I have to go up the mountain today?"

"Must?" The middle-aged Taoist laughed, "It's interesting, then you can try it."

Zhang Rongfang stopped talking.

He raised his head and looked towards the mountain, and there seemed to be some faint sounds in the wind.

Wow.

He raised the wish wheel.

step forward.

Suddenly a figure flashed.

The eyes of a group of Taoist guards were blurred, and the middle-aged Taoist still had the previous sneer on his face.

There was a crisp sound.

His eyes were blank, and his head flew high.

A headless corpse below him slowly knelt down.

When the body fell down, the rest of the people reacted in shock and screamed.

Zhang Rongfang's figure has already passed through the mountain gate quickly, turning into a black line and rushing towards the mountain.

Its speed is far beyond the level of the so-called third grade.

Qing Su in the rear didn't react at all. At that moment, she was still waiting for Zhang Rongfang's reaction.

Can.

"this"

"This kind of movement.!"

Her body trembled slightly.

That's not shock, it's horror.

A cold shiver ran up her tailbone and rushed to the top of her head.

Just now, if it was her who blocked it.

Qing Su's heart shuddered.

Because the answer is already in her heart.

With that blow, even she would die.

"This is not a third-rank movement technique at all!! Zhang Rongfang. You hide it so deeply!!"

She suppressed the goosebumps on her body, gritted her teeth, and sped up to follow up the mountain.

She wants to see with her own eyes what Zhang Rongfang wants to do!

At the mountain gate.

For a while, only Situ Nan and the others were left, looking at the headless corpse with pale faces, not recovering from the accident just now.

Boom! !

At the second pass of the mountain gate, the wooden door to the living room was smashed hard by a strong force.

The door fell down, and the two Taoist priests with sticks turned around to look inside.

In an instant, two bloody flowers bloomed.

The two of them clutched their throats blankly and fell to the ground slowly.

In the shadow behind them, Zhang Rongfang withdrew his wish wheel, walked through the living room with a calm expression, and came to the inner door.

What Qing Su said was correct.

As long as he is fast enough, there will always be only one enemy.

creak.

The inner door opened, revealing the dojo that was still fighting fiercely inside.

Two leather armor sword and shield soldiers roared and swung their knives, and slashed at him.

The bright silver blade was almost stained dark red by blood.

swish.

The blade slashed across Zhang Rongfang's side and fell through the air.

He took a wrong step forward and flashed between the two of them like a phantom.

Pooh.

Two soldiers grabbed Biaoxue's neck and fell to the ground.

You don't need to shoot, you just need to place the injury in the correct position, and everything will be over.

Farther away, a strong man of martial arts saw this, let out a low growl, and rushed towards him fiercely while circling with knives in both hands.

when!

The giant machete, which was as long as a person, slashed heavily on the stone bricks on the ground, sinking half of the blade.

Zhang Rongfang's figure flashed and appeared behind the strong man, a row of blood drops slowly dripping from the blade.

The strong man froze in place, his whole body started from the waist, slowly divided into two sections, and slipped to the ground.

At this moment, Qing Su hurried over from behind.

Along the way, her scalp was numb, looking at the corpses along the way.

It wasn't until this moment that she realized what kind of person she was provoking.

On the scene at this time, after seven or eight people were killed by Zhang Rongfang in succession, a few small bosses were added to them.

This kind of backlash made Zhang Xintai and others who were blocked in the Xuanxin Palace also gasp, and began to roar back.

Qing Su exhaled lightly, Zhang Rongfang was nowhere to be seen on the field at this time.

He is like a deadly snake in the shadows, and only a little bit of him can be seen before people are killed.

Not long after, there were fewer and fewer chaotic troops belonging to Hai Long and Fang Qi on the field.

Some people even lost half of their teammates for no reason, and Dang even was so frightened that he dropped his weapon and ran away.

These so-called rebels were actually just ordinary farmers a few months ago.

The rest of Tang Sha's subordinate Taoists were gradually surrounded by Zhang Xintai and others who came out of the counterattack.

The scene was a mess, with scuffles everywhere.

Qing Su tried her best to find Zhang Rongfang's figure.

But with her fourth-rank physical fitness, it was actually a little difficult to find the other party's trace.

While chasing the other party, she had already seen the corpses of several third-rank elite sea dragon masters.

These masters who are only a little weaker than her are like garbage at this moment, lying on the ground and gradually getting cold.

This made her feel even colder.

She already understood that this Zhang Rongfang was definitely not a third grade!

His strength far exceeds his imagination!

Finally, her sight chased a fuzzy black shadow.

It's Zhang Rongfang!

He was getting up from a corpse, as if he had received some news from the interrogation, he walked straight towards the side alleyway.

Qing Su gritted her teeth and hurriedly followed.

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back mountain.

Rows of priestly robes to dry.

The two figures intersected rapidly, making heavy clashing sounds from time to time.

A piece of clothing was torn to pieces and thrown up, blown away by the mountain wind.

Not long after, Tang Sha's chest kept rising and falling, and he took a few steps back to stop.

He is also old. It's already pretty good to be able to make it like this.

The opposite Zhang Xuan had blood on the corner of his mouth and was also seriously injured. But the point is not this, but after fighting for so long, their physical strength can no longer hold up.

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

Not far away, Zhao Yueting held a scimitar, laughed and brought people closer.

"Master Tang, it seems that you are still old. You can't take down a mere Zhang Xuan for such a long time. Do you want someone to help you?"

Zhang Xuan looked at the new arrivals, especially Zhao Yueting, who was the leader of Hailong's fourth rank. He was said to be able to keep water from splashing in his hand, which was quite powerful.

Now he is almost physically and mentally exhausted, and has been struggling to support, just hoping to wait for the three leaders of the Han family to go up the mountain in time to support.

But the ones who came to support were actually Hai Long and his gang!

Zhang Xuan's heart sank.

Recalling this hasty uprising, the brothers who originally thought they were united in one mind, originally thought they were blood-to-blood alliances.

Only now have I discovered that those people and those things are all fake.

In order to recruit security, Fang Qi's people were able to do this.

"But it's okay. At least Hongyan and Rongfang are outside."

"Hongyan is already pregnant. And Rongfang. It's a pity we can't see the time when he will become famous all over the world."

the other side.

"I'm getting older, I'm not a young man after all." Tang Sha didn't try to be brave, since he was offered help, he naturally wouldn't refuse.

"I also ask Mr. Zhao to help me."

He cupped his fists and cupped his hands towards Zhao Yueting.

Zhao Yueting laughed loudly and moved forward with his knife.

After only taking a few steps, he suddenly realized something was wrong and turned around abruptly.

behind.

Of the three men he had just brought, two of them were already lying in a pool of blood.

And the last person was stretching out his hand with difficulty, wanting to touch him to remind him.

Snapped.

Arms drooped, and a large hand was loosened from the man's neck.

The big hand drooped, and blood dripped from the fingertips.

"Now."

In the darkness, a person approached slowly.

"It's one-on-one again."

Zhang Rongfang raised his head and looked at Zhao Yueting in front of him, his face was covered with splashes of blood.

"I'm sorry, master, the disciple came a step late."

Then, as before, he raised his head to meet Zhang Xuan's stunned gaze.

Thank you for your support, and also thank my father Han Gaozu for the recommendation~

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