"Qingsong! How can you harm passers-by at will!"

The middle-aged man who had been cut off also rushed over and frowned.

"Dad! We don't have to escape anymore. Let me introduce... This is Fang Ming, a famous "Sword and Sword Master" in Kangzhou! He has met several times with his child!"

"oh?"

The middle-aged man's face changed, and he was a little happy, and he clasped his fists and said, "Young Master Fang! I've seen him in Zhang Dingtian!"

"So it's Daxia Zhang!"

Fang Ming dismounted and bowed back to his greeting, and looked between his eyebrows again: "The hero seems to be unwell, so why should I send the little girl?"

Zhang Dingtian is also an innate master. He is famous in the martial arts world with his Qingsong sword technique and the Great Nine Heavens Palm. He is also chivalrous and righteous. He is a famous master among the older generation.

Moreover, he has another relationship with Fang Ming.

That is, they are also one of the top ten masters in Kangzhou. Although these ten are just rankings by the enthusiastic people based on some circulating achievements, and they don’t even recognize the Golden Feng Xiyu Tower, they have been widely circulated over time.

Fang Ming could see at a glance that Zhang Dingtian was in very poor condition at this time, and was highly poisoned. Otherwise, even if the one behind him was a congenital, it would probably not be enough to force him to this extent.

"Well! Boy, don't cause trouble!"

The pursuers behind also stopped at this time, obviously seeing Fang Ming's troubles.

Fang Ming also looked at the other party a few times at this time. The person opposite was wearing a pink dress, full of pictures of crazy bees, waves and butterflies. The flowers were clustered with a strong fragrance, which was quite inconsistent. The man's face was white and tender, and his peach blossom eyes were so attractive.

"Huh? The silver dragon sword on your back is on your hands. Has the Western Guilty fallen into your hands?"

The man's face changed when he saw the silver dragon sword behind Fang Ming.

"Haha... I said who it is? It turns out that it is the leader of the four major thiefs in the east, the south, the north, and the north!!!"

Fang Ming laughed out loud.

These four traitors are all over Kangzhou. Fang Ming originally thought that his martial arts skills were almost the same, but he didn't expect that this Dongliang had been promoted to the innate world at some point! He was far away from the other three.

"Well! Situ was trapped in Yue Yun's hands. You are not Yue Yun, is it the newly-risen sword-like masterpiece?"

Dongliang's peach blossom eyes blinked, and suddenly retreated: "Since that's the case, I will sell you face today and spare the life of the father and son!"

He was able to survive until now and his ability to change his mind was perfect. If Zhang Dingtian had not been conspired and gave him eight courages, he would not dare to chase him. Now he saw another top ten figures coming, and he would be intact, so he immediately retreated.

"stop!"

Fang Ming smiled slightly: "Since you fell into my hands, how could I let you go?"

Unlike the Western Guard, this East Lust is the leader of the traitor, and he has collected countless flowers. He has done so many evil deeds in Kangzhou. It has almost reached the point where everyone can punish him. Not to mention anything else, if Fang Ming lets the other party leave like this today, his reputation will be greatly damaged tomorrow.

Letting the thief go? What kind of intention is this? Are you still going to be chivalrous?

Sometimes, false reputation is not worth mentioning, but sometimes, false reputation is enough to cause death!

"not good!"

Dongliang's body flew away, as if he was stepping on a lotus, the soil spread out, revealing the shape of petals on the ground, and his posture was graceful and elegant. At the same time, as his sleeves were brushed, a puff of pink smoke spread, blocking the middle of the road.

"Five poisons, peach blossom miasma!"

Zhang Dingtian's face changed and he said loudly: "Young man, be careful, this is a mixture of five poisons, peach blossom miasma, which is eroded from the skin and bones, enters the body and sanitizes the soul, the most powerful..."

But he suddenly stopped and his eyes almost glared out, because Fang Ming did not retreat at all and directly crashed into the miasma.

"Haha... This kid is looking for death. Even when Zhang Dingtian was in his heyday, he would not dare to break through. As long as he entered my miasma, he would ensure that your flesh and blood would be dissipated and turned into bones in one or three seconds!"

Dongliang looked happy: "I killed this kid first, and Zhang Dingtian behind him can't escape, haha... That little beauty is wearing jade bones and ice skin, and she will be cheaper today!"

"I think beautifully!"

Fang Ming's figure suddenly rushed out of the miasma, and two long pink airflows were dragged behind him, and a trace of miasma lingered in his body, as if he wanted to drill into his pores, but was constantly repelled, making his skin look as white as jade, smooth and hard, like white marble.

"The body of Vajra is invincible by all poisons!"

Zhang Dingtian was instantly lost his mind: "How is that possible?"

Zhang Qingsong's face was even more gloomy. More than a year ago, when he first met, Fang Ming's martial arts were still inferior to him, but now he is a congenital master, even surpassing his father, while he himself is still wandering around the day after tomorrow and cannot enter. The gap is simply a world of difference, completely different.

"So awesome!"

Dong Qingqi screamed, turned around and ran away, chasing the wind, and his light skills were almost at their peak.

As the leader of the thief, if he had not had many skills in light skills, he would have been beaten to death long ago!

At this time, he took a step forward and actually crossed several feet. He saw a faint layer of peach blossom light and shadow in the air, and dozens of feet were gone between several ups and downs.

"I am here today. If you can escape, I admire you!"

Fang Ming was calm and walked up, with a leisurely and elegant expression, but he crossed nine feet in one step and rushed behind Dongliang in just a few steps.

After martial arts enter the innate world, even if the body is mortal, it has extraordinary abilities.

One zhang is more than three meters, and at this time, Fang Ming takes nine zhang at one step, that is thirty meters! Such light skills are like ghosts in the eyes of the world! It is even more powerful than the Shenxing Taibao!

"Damn it, the road is facing the sky, and you go one side, why should you make things difficult for me?"

Dongliang suddenly looked back, his hands were like a flower playing with butterflies, or a bird pecking at insects, pointing to the point to reveal the key points.

"Evil demons and heretics, everyone can kill them!"

Fang Ming was so righteous that he grabbed it with one claw, which was the authentic "Nine Yin Divine Claws"!

He originally created the claw skills that accommodate the two qi of Yin and Yang, and obtained the Nine Yin Scriptures. He also tried to merge the claw forces of these two doors to make up for the gaps in two years. At this time, he grabbed it with one claw, and the method was very strict. Two air currents in the air were surging, just like two dragons grabbing beads. The moves had not yet arrived, but Dongliang's eyes were already extremely painful, so he couldn't help but close them quickly.

Suddenly, Dongliang's fingers flipped, and there was a pink embroidery needle on his right hand. The tip of the needle emitted a red light. It was obviously tempered by some highly poisonous object. He stabbed Fang Ming's three key points in his right hand. This change of move was so fast and his move was so vicious and ruthless that even Fang Ming exclaimed lightly.

"Martial arts are good... Unfortunately, it's still far behind Dongfang Bubai!"

Fang Ming turned his claws into fingers, and a sharp qi burst out from his fingertips, spreading an inch outward, just like a sharp arrow shooting.

Dong's lewd screamed, and the embroidery needle twisted in his hand suddenly broke out. His right hand felt like it was eaten by a snake, and he quickly retracted and ran away without looking back.

"Although there is power, it is empty and unreal, and the true power of the body is not condensed into one!"

Fang Ming's figure suddenly entered, stretched out his right hand, and even stretched out several feet in the exhaustion, slapped Dongliang behind him.

This is the arm fist. When you practice it in the depths, your hands will grow several feet long. In the two years of Fang Ming’s life in Huashan, he has already mastered one method and all methods. He also practiced Yijin Nine Yang, and no matter what kind of skill is available in the world.

Click!

He used 50% of his true power to use this palm, and the sound of a spine breaking came from behind Dongliang. However, he ran very fast and ran several feet away. Suddenly, he opened his mouth and squirted, and a large ball of blood mist gushed out like a fountain.

"Innate Gang Qi?"

He fell to the ground, his eyes wide open, as if he was a little dying.

"No, I'm just a little bit of the use of Gang Qi. If it's the real Gang fingering method, you will be dead and helpless in the moment of fighting..."

"No...wrong! Unfortunately...if I give me twenty years more, or have a lust for the innate Taoist body, I will still have a glimpse of this state, hate! hate! hate! hate!!!"

Dong Qing tilted his head and his breath was cut off, so he died.

"It turns out that he is a double practice, no wonder he has to lose so many women's reputations..."

Fang Ming had a thought, and suddenly flipped through Dongliang's body, and dug out a bottle of Five Poison Peach Blossom Miasma and a silk book.

This silk book is pink-based with a strong powdery aroma. When you open it a little, you can mix various ways to harmonize yin and yang. It is also covered with lifelike illustrations and explanations. It is extremely vivid and is no less than the 3D blockbusters in later generations.

"Tsk tsk... "Peach Blossom Blossom Mirror"? It's quite a tone..."

Fang Ming looked through it for a few moments and put away the secret book indifferently. This scene happened to be seen by Zhang Dingtian and his son who were driven over. The expressions on his face were strange and embarrassing.

"Hmm? What's going on?"

Fang Ming turned his eyes and knew the truth: "Damn... I used to treat me as practicing double practice, and I practice..."

After entering the innate world, there are only three ways to hone the flesh orifices and polish the qi!

The first is to activate one's own potential through consecutive battles, turn it into innate true energy, and make a progress of thousands of miles a day.

The second is to find a blessing in the world, and toss it every day, and then look at each person's qualifications. It takes 180 years to achieve a great success.

Both are the right way, and there are also the evil way of demons and evil ways. They are neither willing to die in blood or waste time, so they also come up with ways to take advantage of tricks, either swallowing external pills, or absorbing essence through the sympathy of yin and yang, and accumulate quickly.

But how can others' essence be compared to their own hard practice? The innate true qi that has been cultivated in this way will be gorgeous and unreal. When encountering Fang Ming's internal true qi that has been tempered for thousands of times, it will collapse at once. It will be extremely troublesome to advance to the qi in the future.

Zhang Dingtian saw that Fang Ming had been promoted to the innate world and had a deep skill, and had not traveled and fought bloody battles, and he must have used this Yin-Yang method. When he saw him taking the secret book of Dongliang, he thought he wanted to learn from other people's houses, so his expression on his face was naturally very strange.

"Young man..."
Chapter completed!