The Lord of Reincarnation

"So fast!"

Fang Xian dropped the bow and arrow and quickly retreated in the darkness.

obviously.

That Great Elder is not only a provocation, but also a bait!

His hiding place has been seen through by a master, and he is chasing after him.

"There is only one person with such strength in the Qingyu Sect... The Sect Master—Han Yunfeng! He was forced to leave the gate?"

Fang Xian threw down the bow and arrow and walked quickly through the darkness.

Relying on the shelter of the night, he was sure to shake off most of the chasing soldiers.

Whizzing!

He was like a snake and a dragon, walking through the streets.

But the chasing soldiers behind him not only did not lose their vision due to the darkness, but instead narrowed the distance.

"Huh? It is rumored that when you practice martial arts at a high place, you have the realm of 'virtual room to generate electricity', and you can also see the night like the day. This Han Yunfeng is definitely one of the top acquired masters. No wonder he dares to try to retreat and break through..."

Fang Xian ran for a while, and suddenly stopped.

Because he calculated the speed of the two and knew that he could not run away.

He turned around and faced the person who came.

The visitor looks middle-aged, his face is full of stubble, and his eyes are long and narrow.

Obviously, you can't ask a person who is in retreat to focus on taking care of hygiene. It seems that the person who has been in an Internet cafe for a few days and nights must be Han Yunfeng!

"It's you? Are you in trouble with my Qingyumen?"

Han Yunfeng was even more startled when he saw Fang Xian.

If outsiders knew that his own sapphire door was almost destroyed by a young man, he would be the biggest laughing stock in the world!

"it is me!"

Fang Xian turned around, quickly pulled out the long knife, and cut in a row!

Before the innate, martial arts were about one inch long and one inch strong! No matter how powerful the acquired martial artist may be, he may be hacked to death by random knives.

Whether the opponent uses weapons or not is an important criterion for measuring combat power!

With a knife in hand, ghosts and ghosts are not left behind!

Although Fang Xian hadn't used the sword technique a few times, but when he used it, it turned out to be powerful, thick and ruthless, and achieved the true meaning of the sword technique.

Mind is like a knife, killing is like mowing the grass!

"Good thief!"

Han Yunfeng let out a loud shout, and two steel armguards appeared on his arms, intersecting with the blade, bursting sparks in the dark night.

"Five tigers beat the door!"

Fang Xian's sword technique changed, like a tiger entering a mountain.

"Ah... Five Tigers Broken Mountain Sword Art... Are you from the Five-Shape Sect?"

Han Yunfeng took a few steps back, getting more and more surprised.

This opponent is obviously an acquired martial artist, but he is so young that he does not lose the true inheritance of the great faction.

What's more, the swordsmanship is astonishing, and almost every blade breaks on his preset route, catching every flaw in his moves, forcing him to go back and forth again and again.

It's as if the 'the universe in his sleeve' that he has been hiding for a long time is already the stuff of the rotten street!

Suddenly, Fang Xian let out a long whistle.

His original swordsmanship of 'Five Tigers Broken Mountain' suddenly changed, as if splashing ink and swaying freely.

Chaos Cloak Knife Technique!

The sword light flashed and pierced into Han Yunfeng's chest.

"Cloak...Are you from the Fengyun Gang, the King of Swords?"

Han Yunfeng said with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

Fang Xian has been using the Five-Shape Door Sword Technique to fight against the enemy, but the ultimate ultimate move is Lu Changfeng, the "Knife King" who learned from Fengyun Gang. Han Yunfeng was caught off guard and was killed.

"It's not lonely to go to Huangquan, why do you know so much?"

Fang Xian withdrew the long knife and quickly rummaged through Han Yunfeng's body.

"what?"

His expression changed, and by the starlight, he found that Han Yunfeng had a lot of things on his body, mostly bottles and jars, and a few books.

"Isn't it true that people in Jianghu don't carry these with them? No... He is retreating and breaking through, it is normal to carry his mental methods with him, and medicines are naturally always available, and the Qingyumen is on fire.

If you leave the customs in a hurry, these things can't be left in place, you can only carry them with you, it's cheap for me..."

Wanting to understand the cause and effect, Fang Xian glanced at the noisy city, no longer stopped, and came to a city wall.

From a shadow, a rudimentary glider was pulled out.

This was the retreat he had originally planned. If the enemy was too strong, he would go here and jump off the building to escape.

The city wall of Heishan County is not only indestructible, but also so high that even if the current Fang Xian falls, he will break his leg.

But with a buffer, it is naturally different.

With the [Eye of Dongxuan] and the preparations here, Fang Xian is confident that he will be able to escape even if the innate masters are chasing him.

But most of these preparations are now useless.

Looking back, the city became more and more noisy, and there were several figures standing one after another among the rooftops.

"It seems that other major forces have been disturbed. Maybe there are experts who are already searching around Qingyumen... This is the case in ancient cities. Once an accident occurs in the city, the door will be closed directly, and the entire city, even if it is a martial arts expert, has a bad luck. One, all have to be planted!"

I had told Liu Yan before that when they reunited in the city, Fang Xian put on the glider and flew obliquely into the distance like a dark cloud.

...

in a forest.

Fang Xian did not ignite the fire book, and began to count the harvest with his own eyesight.

Some bottles and jars of medicine are not recognizable by themselves, and they are not opened rashly, and they are all put aside first.

In addition, there is a money bag, which is filled with a kind of jade copper coins, which is crystal clear and shimmers with an extraordinary luster under the moonlight.

"This seems to be... jade money?"

Fang Xian muttered to himself.

In this world, copper coins, silver, and gold are still common.

This kind of 'jade money' is directly made of beautiful jade, and one piece is comparable to ten taels of gold, and it is the top currency.

Don't look at how small this purse is, if it is full of jade money, most of the funds of Qingyumen are in it.

"It seems that you don't have to worry about money in the future..."

Fang Xian's face was filled with joy, and he pulled out the booklet he got from Han Yunfeng, one of which was listed in the inner strength.

""Sapphire Heart Method"? It really is a secret book of internal strength. I said that this person has a breakthrough in retreat, and he must try to study the secret book..."

The thing he had been looking for appeared in front of him, even Fang Xian couldn't help but breathe slightly.

He evenly breathed, his expression became calm, and only then did he turn the page.

The secret book of "Sapphire Heart Method" is very old, and the lines are densely filled with notes.

Obviously, after the fault of the congenital master, the gate master Han and other descendants have always hoped to try to re-train it. There are countless conjectures and verifications, but unfortunately all of them are useless in the end.

"If you are really angry, you can keep your spirits in your visualizations, and keep them alive..."

After reading a few lines, Fang Xian finally determined that the inner power of this world is different from what he imagined.

The key is not to carry energy, rush acupoints and pulses, but to meditate!

Visualize the spirit, and through various gestures and breathing coordination, hypnotize yourself, and enter a state of darkness.

The human body is just a mass of flesh and blood, originally without infuriating energy.

The key is to take advantage of falsehoods to cultivate one's true self, hypnotize one's own possessions, and then practice true true qi and ascend to the sky in one step!

"I don't quite understand it... No wonder there are so few congenital masters..."

Fang Xian took a deep breath and disappeared into the night.