Seeing Miss Zhou in this look, Fang Yuan frowned, then turned around and returned to the valley, and went to drink morning tea on his own.

The unruly lady's temperament should be polished carefully, and it would be better to wait until she can't stand it and leave by herself, and everyone would be happy.

As for sympathy or something?

Could it be that he would have such emotions towards this naughty lady and be joking?

In the valley, Fang Yuan chopped wood, made fire, cooked rice porridge, and morning tea. A fragrance suddenly overflowed. Even Zhou Wenxin couldn't help but sniff and her stomach was ginger.

She unconsciously stepped forward and came to the entrance of the valley, but she didn't dare to go in.

Although Miss Zhou was a bit arrogant, she was not a fool. Yesterday, Fang Yuan had already warned him so solemnly that he would be in trouble again, even if her father could not save her.

Besides, the last scene of the rich servants cutting their tendons by white light was also firmly engraved in her heart, making Zhou Wenxin dare to be presumptuous?

There is no way, I can only eat the aroma of the valley and eat the hard dry food, and I don’t need to mention the grievances in my heart.

...

Inside the valley.

Fang Yuan and Hua Foxim each held a small bowl and drank red rice porridge, but had no intention of helping each other.

This spiritual rice is precious. Haven’t you even seen Fang Yuan’s breakfast become a porridge? No matter whether it is a person or a marten, you will cherish it very much, and you will never have any thoughts to share with outsiders.

"Even if my pearls and jade crystals are of the best quality, food can nourish qi and replenish vital energy..."

Fang Yuan thought about it and sighed again: "The spiritual tea has been sold out, and there are not many red jade rice... Now, every day I change morning tea to normal tea leaves makes me feel so painful. If I don't even have to eat spiritual rice, how can I live this life?"

"Hehe!"

Next to him, the flower fox marten raised his claws very psychic, indicating that he felt the same way.

"After all, it's still a spiritual fat!"

Fang Yuan stared at Hua Humiao: "In the past, you always pushed me with me, but now? I am already a martial arts master at the fourth level. How strong is this?"

“Gee?!”

The flower fox licked the last drop of porridge in the bowl, and then reluctantly put down the bowl and came to the open space.

"Oh? Is this going to practice with me?"

Fang Yuan was excited and became interested. He knew that Hua Humiao was a little confused about himself now, so he had to work hard to confirm.

"bring it on!"

Since the killing of Song Yujie that time, Fang Yuan also found that the experience gained in actual combat was far greater than what he had learned in normal times. What else could he say? When he saw the flower fox marten, he immediately became eager to try and came to the field.

"Don't hold back!"

Fang Yuan took a deep breath, and his palms suddenly became as dark as ink, with blue veins bulging, spreading upward like earthworms, and even his arms became thicker.

‘This is basically the line where my internal interest has been running, and my body has increased?’

The parts strengthened by the black sand palms are the strongest, followed by the arms, the chest and lower abdomen, as for other backs, legs, head, etc., they are completely unnecessary.

There is no way. The Black Sand Palm is at a low level, and the other hand, it is not a defensive technique at all. It is already very good to strengthen the palms and arms.

"Shit!"

However, the flower fox marten found that Fang Yuan, which was originally ordinary, suddenly became dangerous, and his hair was slightly raised.

call out!

As soon as it pressed its claws, its entire body suddenly turned into a white lightning, coming to Fang Yuan like lightning.

Hissing!

The sharp claws bring strong wind, and it hurts when cutting the surface like a blade.

"Good come, that's it, don't hold back!"

Fang Yuan slapped out with a palm and his eyes lit up.

He had only fought with Hua Fox Diao once, which was when he first met under the moonlight. At that time, Hua Fox Diao was far less intelligent than he is now, and he was just a mortal who knew how to do martial arts at that time.

At this time, both have made progress, which made Fang Yuan's blood boil and he wanted to touch the bottom of the flower fox marquis.

"Black sand is vast!"

When he thought of this, his right palm suddenly turned black, with a fishy smell, as intoxicating as a mandala.

"Shit!"

Seeing this, Hua Hu Diao didn't dare to attack him at all. His figure passed through a zigzag trajectory in the air, as if he was as quick as lightning, and walked around behind Fang Yuan, broke through the air with one claw, and rushed over.

"Revolve on your palm!"

Fang Yuan turned around and palmed again. In the strong wind, the flower fox marten jumped away lightly, but there were three bright red claw marks on his thicker arms.

"Well? The attack power is very high, but the defense power is very low!"

Seeing such a flower fox marten, Fang Yuan immediately made a conclusion.

At this time, he put his skills into his arms. A small wound was nothing. He could use his skills slightly and his muscles would automatically clamp him to stop bleeding and relieve pain.

"Okay! Come again!"

Fang Yuan was in a deep battle and shouted loudly. His palms seemed to bring up black wind, flying sand and stones, which were even more poisonous, causing the flower fox marquis to retreat repeatedly, and he did not dare to step beyond the line.

‘Well... Hua Humphid's real strength, even the martial arts masters at the seventh and eighth level are afraid of the attack. As long as they don't specialize in hard skills, they will suffer a big loss when they encounter them... But the defense is too weak. A martial arts master at the four or five levels can break the defense. The shortcomings are serious, so they can only rely on speed to make up for it...’

After a big battle, Fang Yuan felt that he was not strong enough and stopped first: "Stop!"

He always had to use his strength with all his strength, forcing the flower fox to retreat, and the internal information was consumed very quickly.

If this is the case, the final result will inevitably be that the flower fox marten will be better.

‘If I am a five-level warrior at this time, I will be able to support it for a longer time, especially if I can break through the wound gate and condense an internal breath to form internal force, it will last longer. At that time, it should be better than the flower fox marquis...’

Fang Yuan clenched his fists and was quite satisfied with his progress.

Especially after seeing the proficiency of the Black Sand Palm has increased a lot, the smile on my face has expanded: "Very good, Hua Fox Sable, I will come here several times a day for such a training session in the future!"

"Shit..."

Opposite the flower fox marten stuck out his tongue weakly. For it, it is also very tiring to deal with such a vicious palm wind.

"Hehe!"

However, seeing Fang Yuan transforming from an ordinary person in such a short time, even the flower fox marquis was a little surprised and raised his claws and gestured.

"Are you OK?"

Fang Yuan saw its contents and felt ecstatic.

Can that place where the spiritual fat is finally open to you?

Once you have endless spiritual fertilizer, the output of spiritual tea and spiritual rice is not a problem, and you will definitely be able to improve quickly!

...

Qinghe County, Koujiazhuang.

This village is also a powerful man in the county, and most of the villages are mainly people of Kou. Of course, the most important thing is to have a master of palm techniques, Kou Feng, who created his own black sand palm!

But at this time, the entire Koujiazhuang was shrouded in a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

The blazing flames rose several feet and swallowed all the thick and spacious manors. In Koujia Village, the sound of killing sounds shook the sky. A disciple of Lingsect, a slaughtered expressionlessly.

Facts have proved that in the face of the overlord-level forces of Qinghe County, the resistance of the entire Koujiazhuang seemed very small.

"Elder Song has an order, and the whole village of Koujiazhuang will not be kept, and all the chickens and dogs will be killed!"

"kill!"

...

Amid the many chaotic shouts, a black shadow pounced out in a large mansion, and his palms turned pitch black, causing gusts of gusts of wind. All the disciples of Guiling Sect who were approaching were covering their throats and falling to the ground with a pale face.

"Songzhong, you bully people too much!"

The black shadow roared, and it was an old man with white hair and beard: "The rules of the world are not as good as those of the family. Even if there is something wrong, I will only look for me. How dare you do this?"

"Rules in the world?"

Song Zhong, who had been gloomy, moved.

As soon as he moved, his whole body floated towards the old man like a catkin, and his movements were as fast as a ghost.

"Black Sand Palm!"

The old man used his lifelong skills and pushed forward his palms, which even drove the toxins to the extreme.

People in the world think that the Black Sand Palm is known for its strength, but they don’t know that the most powerful thing is to use poison. Only real disciples in his lineage can pass on this trick. The old man naturally reached the pinnacle of his skills, and even had an adventure and broke through the threshold of the wounded gate. He was a martial arts master at the sixth level and was well-known in the county.

"Black Sand Palm, poison tempering!"

Song Zhong still had a faint face and disdain in his eyes. Suddenly, he held his right hand and drew a circle, and then led another one.

Click!

In the old man's surprised gaze, his left palm and right palm collided with a loud bang. The huge force mixed with toxins immediately broke his arms, seriously injured, vomiting blood and falling to the ground.

"You are also a talented person who can break through the Black Sand Palm to the sixth level, but you are far from knowing the horror behind the wounded gate!"

Song Zhongyouran said: "As soon as you touch the wounded gate, you will be injured all over your body! You will be exhausted and heartbroken! The death gate is the most terrifying, and you will die if you fail! The three dangerous levels of martial arts are more difficult than the other level. I have already broken through the Jing Gate, and my inner strength is condensed like steel. How can you shake it if you are just a little toxin internal force? Instead, I will fight back and my life is still there!"

"Elder Song... I have offended you, but why is that!"

The old man looked at the devastated scene and couldn't help but feel sad.

"It doesn't matter if you offend me. I originally wanted to talk about the rules of the world, but now that Yujie is dead, what are my concerns?..."

Song Zhong said calmly, but the more this happened, the more terrifying the old man's face appeared: "Do you think it's me? No!"

"It doesn't matter if it doesn't matter? Anyway, none of your personal disciples can escape!"

After Song Zhongtanmo finished speaking, he pointed at the old man's eyebrows.

This old man who had broken through the six levels and condensed the Black Sand Palm to unprecedented success and transformed into a black sand internal force fell softly to the ground and turned into a corpse.
Chapter completed!