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Chapter 19 Crying Blood Claws

"Dangdangdang"

The gentle sound of the gong told everyone in Dingfang City that it was now in the third update.

Fang Ling's figure slowly appeared on the empty bed in Fang Ling's room. He sat cross-legged, took a deep breath, and then opened his eyes.

The routine practice under the big tree in the smoke and dust map of the western suburbs made him feel very satisfied. What made him even more satisfied was his understanding of martial arts before practicing.

For monks, martial arts are optional, but before becoming monks, martial arts are very important to many people.

The same level of Qi training and the differences in martial arts can even make it extremely easy for some people to kill the same level.

Although the 300 Tiger Power disciples used fists, Fang Ling's most comprehension last night was the light-sword technique. Although he did not break through the second level, Fang Ling felt that he had reached the point of breakthrough, and maybe he would be able to break through the second level naturally at any time.

Sword light is four points!

The sound of gentle footsteps slowly came over. The sound of footsteps did not contain any cultivation, they should be an ordinary person.

"Young master, the bird's nest soup explained by the lady is ready." A gentle voice came from outside.

The one who came was Xiaomei, a maid whom Hua Shuying took into the mansion today. This girl is actually the neighbor of the Fang family. She had a good relationship with Fang Ling and Hua Shuying in the past. Now that the Fang family is hiring a maid, she has become Hua Shuying's personal girl.

"Xiaomei, let others send such things in the future." Fang Ling chuckled while taking the soup bowl from Xiaomei's hand.

With the moonlight, Xiaomei was also observing Fang Ling. She was still the boy who played with her back then. Her thin and quiet face still had a smile that made her intoxicated.

All of this seems to have not changed, but in Xiaomei's eyes, this young man has become very powerful.

Now he is the young master of the Fang family, the hero of the entire Dingfang City who punches 300 bad people, not the person he thought of holding hands with him some time ago.

"Young master, the lady thinks that others can't do well, let alone Xiaomei is not tired."

Xiaomei's words made Fang Ling nod. He picked up the bowl and drank the soup in one breath, and said in his heart that Sister Shuying is really good at handling housework.

Just as he was thinking about whether to get some business for the Fang family so that he could worry less, a light sound of breaking through the air came into his ears.

The sound of breaking through the air made Fang Ling feel cold.

Although he didn't know who the person was, he knew very well that the person who came was not kind!

"Xiaomei, don't go out in the room!" Fang Ling flew out of his room as he spoke lightly.

Xiaomei's face turned red and there was a hint of expectation. But when she saw Fang Ling rushing out, she realized that she was wrong.

"Fang Ling!"

When Fang Ling rushed out of the room, a cold voice came from above the roof.

Fang Ling looked up and saw a red figure standing at the highest point of the roof under the faint moonlight. The cold murderous intent seemed to gather into a blood cloud on this person.

Although he didn't have much experience in fighting, Fang Ling's heart was involuntarily shaking. This person not only had strong blood and rich killing experience, but also had a very difficult opponent.

"Who are you?" Fang Ling asked in a deep voice to calm down.

The man laughed and said, "Little kid, seeing that I can still be so calm is a character, but it's a pity that I can't live tonight!"

"I Yu Zeren, remember it clearly, so I can't die with my eyes open!"

As Yu Zeren spoke, he waved his hand and said, "Look, you are young and promising. I'll give you a pleasure to cut off your meridians!"

Yu Zeren and Fang Ling were stunned for a moment and found some of the memories of this person from the owner's memory.

The blood-soul man Tu Yu Zeren, a powerful man who kills people like a lot, is most famous three years ago. Because of a disagreement, he cut all 136 people from the Divine Sword Villa on the Qingyu Lake in Nanhuazhou into four sections.

It is said that the people who went to clean up the scene were shocked on the spot after seeing the tragic situation.

"Yu Zeren, this is Dingfang City. Are you afraid of attracting the immortal masters in the city?" Fang Ling made himself calmer and said without showing any weakness in his mouth.

Yu Zeren smiled and his figure floated down from the roof like a breeze. He gently carried his hands behind his back and said complacently: "This radius of 1,000 meters has been closed by me with broken notes. Even if you shouted to your throat, no one would come outside!"

While talking, Yu Zeren sneered: "The two little girls in the room are pretty good. They just happened to make a furnace with me. What else do you have to wait for?"

Fang Ling naturally knew what the furnace was.

He looked at Yu Zeren who seemed to be in his hands and knew that he had encountered the biggest crisis since he came to this world.

If I can't handle it well this time, not only will I die and disappear, but even Hua Shuying will be difficult to preserve.

As the saying goes, it is better to start first. Fang Ling did not wait for Yu Zeren to finish his speech, and he soared into the air, like a goshawk, rushing towards Yu Zeren.

The Jinghong Sword was unsheathed like lightning, and the Spectral Sword Technique used lightning to stab Yu Zeren like lightning.

The sword light flashed, and four sword shadows instantly stabbed Yu Zeren's eyes and heart.

Yu Zeren smiled coldly when facing Fang Ling's attack. He stood up as a knife and slashed three times in the direction where Fang Ling rushed.

Three foot-long blood swords rushed towards Fang Ling like lightning.

"Dangdangdang"

The long sword and the blood-red three swords collided together, making a sound like a metallic impact.

Although Fang Ling held the Jinghong Sword and raised his energy to the highest state, during these three collisions, he couldn't help but take five steps back, and a turbid air made his belly feel uncomfortable.

Fang Ling, who was lightly falling from the sky, felt the first thing he felt was the gap.

Although both the fourth level of Qi training and the sixth level of Qi training can release internal and external energy, they are much stronger than the fourth level of Qi training, both in terms of quantity and quality.

This Yu Zeren is hard to beat!

"You guy has some skills, so take me another knife!" Yu Zeren stood up again as he spoke, and a blood cloud quickly gathered in front of his palm. In just a moment, he gathered into a blood-colored sword that was ten feet long.

The sword light was like lightning, slashing towards Fang Ling.

At the moment when the blood-colored sword light came, Fang Ling felt that his body seemed to be suppressed and unable to move.

You must not move, if you don’t move, there will be a dead end!

Fang Ling gathered all the internal energy in his body on his feet, and used the Jin Yan skill to move his body apart one foot.

"boom!"

The sword light bombarded a small rockery behind Fang Ling, and the rockery was cut into two sections by the blood-colored sword shadow.

Yu Zeren was a little surprised that Fang Ling could avoid his fierce attack. He snorted coldly, and his whole body turned into a blood shadow and rushed towards Fang Ling.

"Blood-crying God's Claw!"

In the faint and cold voice, Yu Zeren waved his left hand, and five feet long blood shadows, like five blood swords, enveloped Fang Ling.

"Sher!"

Fang Ling also used the Jinyan skills this time and took thirteen steps back, but his sleeve was still mostly caught by Yu Zeren, and a burst of scorching pain came from the five scars.

This can't continue like this, otherwise there will be only a dead end.

The thoughts flashed in his mind, Fang Ling no longer hesitated, and the Fierce Rainbow Sword in his hand was a mad flower in an angry sword. Three sword lights were as fast as a shocking dragon and slashed towards Yu Zeren.

Yu Zeren sneered, and he was like a blood-colored bat, facing Fang Ling.

"Boy, you have already aroused my anger. I decided to crush your bones first, and then let you watch all the people in the Fang Mansion be killed by me!" Yu Zeren said quackly when he rushed to Fang Ling's side.

His palm had already bounced off Fang Ling's Jinghong Sword while he was talking, and he was about to pinch Fang Ling's neck. But at this moment, he suddenly found that a flash of light in front of him, and Fang Ling disappeared without a trace.

What appeared in front of him was a space covering an area of ​​thousands of acres.

This space has mountains and water, and the green grass seems to have endless vitality.

Yu Zeren did not move, but filled his internal energy throughout his body. In just a moment, he turned into a bloody man.

"come over!"

As Yu Zeren waved, a poisonous snake as thick as an arm had been caught by him.

The poisonous snake tried desperately to twist its body, but Yu Zeren's internal energy that penetrated his body made it unable to move at all.

Could this be a magic weapon? As the thought came to life, Yu Zeren felt ecstatic. He had reached the peak of the sixth level of Qi training. Although he had no confidence in how to break through the seventh level of Qi training, this did not hinder his yearning for monks.

But I yearn for returning to the age, without the cultivation level of the seventh level of Qi training, it is difficult to activate the talisman. This natural barrier blocked him extremely uncomfortable!

Now, this space suddenly appeared was activated by a young monk at the fourth level of Qi training. How could he not be ecstatic? You should know that this kind of thing that can be activated by a monk at the seventh level of Qi training is less common than the powerful talismans used by some monks, and is also more precious in the eyes of people below the seventh level of Qi training!

After all, they can't use those great power talismans, they are useless.

And these useful ones naturally seem extremely precious!

The mute notes he used when he came were one of his most precious things.

This thing that creates a illusion is much better than a silent note!

In this space, he felt that his strength was suppressed. Although he was still at the sixth level of Qi training, he was in the early stage of Qi training.

Good things, if you can get this thing, you will definitely be able to make your strength greatly.

"Boy, I know you are here. Now I have changed my mind. As long as you offer this treasure, I will spare you your life!" Yu Zeren said, his palm trembled, and the poisonous snake was instantly shaken into a bloody rain all over the sky by him.

"Otherwise, I will make you unable to survive or die!"

Fang Ling was not in this Western Suburbs smoke and dust map. He knew that this Western Suburbs smoke and dust map could only suppress people who were one level higher than him. Yu Zeren's Qi training sixth level, and this Western Suburbs smoke and dust map could not suppress him.

Therefore, he stood outside the smoke and dust map and waited slowly.

The moment Yu Zeren broke through the picture.

This moment should be the moment when Yu Zeren is most likely to reveal flaws.

"boom"

Yu Zeren's body was covered with thick blood. If a cultivator like Guan Wushang was there, he would definitely tremble with envy!

"Inner air shield."

The top martial arts in the sixth level of Qi training are not damaged by swords and guns, and water and fire!

Yu Zeren was also very cunning. He was afraid that his fifty-year-old mother would touch Fang Ling's way, so he used this internal qi mask that was quite exhausting.

The moment Yu Zeren rushed out, Fang Ling moved!

In his hand, he was holding a palm-sized talisman paper!
Chapter completed!
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