Global Reincarnation: I have a problem with my identity.

Chapter 220 The monsters are here, the battle begins!
After hearing Zhang Fang's proposal, Song Shidao and Song Yuzhi couldn't help turning their puzzled eyes to Xinhen at the same time, wondering what is so special about this handsome young man who looks fair and clean, that he can be praised by Zhang Fang so much.

But Song Lu already showed a knowing smile on his face.

Because of the relationship between age and experience, Song Lu's altitude and the scenery he saw were different from those of Song Shidao and Song Yuzhi.

From the simple communication just now, he has already realized that for some reason, Zhang Fang is absolutely unwilling to establish a cooperative relationship with any power that can compete for world hegemony.

But he didn't seem to reject cooperation with the Song Clan, so he introduced a heart mark as their middleman.

In his opinion, the strength of Xinhen's ability doesn't matter at all.

As long as he can get through him and keep in touch with Zhang Fang, a super-strength and promising young master, even if he is a poor man, the Song Clan is willing to accept him and give him good treatment.

However, after Xinhen held Song Lu's horse's head and whispered a few words to him, he turned around and said that before they entered the city, they had seen two wild wolves mating. The way people look at Xinhen has become different.

If this kind of talent can be used for oneself, its help to the Song Clan is definitely not inferior to that of a top expert!
In this case, Xinhen's intention to join the Song Clan was quickly achieved.It's just that this matter needs to be postponed. According to Zhang Fang, after they have settled the matter at hand, they will rush to Luoyang together, and it will not be too late for Xinhen to officially join the Song Clan's camp.

For Zhang Fang's arrangement, Xinhen did not raise any doubts.

Now he only wants to kill Shen Shifeng and avenge his poor sister. As for his own future development in the Samsara Tower, it is not within his consideration for the time being.

In the next two days, Zhang Fang began to conduct special surprise training for Xinhen's combat effectiveness.

Although, in such a short period of time, it is not realistic for him to improve his strength by leaps and bounds, but at least his actual combat experience must be improved.In this way, he will not be held back in the subsequent actions.

Then, Zhang Fang and Huo'er took turns to train him like hell.

One thing to say, this guy's background is actually quite good.

Not only has the foundation of "Yi Jin Jing", but also has practiced the "Liuli Sword Art" recorded on the Liuli Sword, and his martial arts configuration must not be considered low.It's just that the combat talent is too hip, and [-]% of the strength can be used to [-]% to [-]% in actual combat.

It's like a handicapped party, playing action games, driving a large car and being abused by mobs, I can't bear to look directly at it.

It is extremely difficult to completely reverse this kind of talent defect, but it is still possible to make some targeted reinforcements.For example, the devil training in these two days, the results are very remarkable, and Xinhen can already exert [-]% to [-]% of the combat effectiveness in actual combat.

Comparing it horizontally, it is probably similar to Fu Junyu?
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The Temple of the Evil Emperor was originally an extremely secret underground building. People who don't know the location may not be able to find it even if they exhaust their entire life's efforts.

Twenty years ago, Xiang Yutian found Lu Miaozi and built a Taoist temple above its entrance, named Qiyun Temple, which can be regarded as a clear coordinate for those in the know.

This Qiyun Temple is located on the side of a strange mountain. The color of the rocks on this mountain is as red as cinnabar, and the strange peaks and cliffs emerge endlessly, which is extremely strange.

On the agreed day, Qi Yun is in the temple.

Zhang Fang casually took out a fresh fruit that he had prepared earlier from his private space, and handed it to a little monkey with fiery red hair on his shoulder. , in front of the statue of Laojun in a desolate and cold atmosphere, a woman in white is worshiping piously.

The woman stood upright, and because she maintained a kneeling posture, her figure, which was taller than ordinary women, seemed less conspicuous.

Although she was kneeling to worship the statue at the moment, she was holding a delicate bronze mirror in her hand, and while admiring her own appearance, her expression seemed a little dull, as if she remembered something that he would never forget.

From Zhang Fang's perspective, one can clearly see half of her delicate face reflected in the mirror, as well as some tears in her eyes that have not yet shed.

Seeing this, Zhang Fang quickly reminded: "No matter what this face reminds you, you'd better hold back and don't cry. If you cry and make up, I'm afraid it will make our overall plan appear. flaw."

The woman was shocked when she heard the words, and hurriedly wiped away the tears that hadn't fallen from her eyes with her sleeves, and then picked up the bronze mirror again to make sure that her makeup was in order, before she finally breathed a sigh of relief.Putting away the bronze mirror, he said, "Thank you, Brother Hua, for reminding me, it's my younger brother who lost his composure, so let's not make an example."

What came out of her mouth was the voice of a heart mark.

Seeing a beautiful woman who looks alluring, but a man's voice full of vigor, the extremely contrasting stimulation, even Zhang Fang, the instigator, can't accept it.

"Snapped!"

With a slap in the face, Zhang Fang covered his eyes, and sighed weakly: "Brother Xinhen, you must remember that after the enemy appears later, you must keep your mouth shut and never speak!"

"Pfft!"

As soon as the words fell, a young girl's chuckle immediately came from behind the old gentleman's statue.

Xinhen thought to himself: Isn't it all from your handwriting that I have become what I am now?

However, due to the fact that the plan is fully dominated by Zhang Fang, he wisely kept silent.

"Puff da da..."

At this time, Xinhen's pet partridge suddenly flew back and circled around his head, but it kept chirping.

After Xinhen heard this, he immediately said: "The enemy has come, there are six in total, and the more specific partridges are not clear." After a slight pause, he then explained: "You don't understand the partridges?" What Ruzai is saying, I can only translate, so shut up."

Zhang Fang nodded slightly when he heard the words, expressing his understanding.

Because Shen Shifeng had seen the partridge boy before, Xinhen was subjectively unwilling, and there was no need for him to take risks.So he paid a large bowl of grains and invited a dozen common birds in the mountain to help.

After the enemy appeared, they would fly into the dense forest on the side, first inform the partridge son of the news, and then the partridge son would relay the news on his behalf.

Because seeing the enemy's bird, it didn't fly to Qiyun Temple immediately, even if Shen Shifeng and others knew the ability of Xinhen and that he had betrayed, it was difficult to think of him.If he can even think of this, then he is not imaginative, but a prophet.

But everything has two sides. Even if a piece of news is spread by word of mouth, it may change its appearance after several times, let alone an animal with a simple IQ?

It is very valuable for them to know from the mouth of the partridge son that the enemy has arrived and that there are six of them.

After learning the news that the enemy had arrived, instead of putting on a tense posture, Zhang Fang sat cross-legged against the pillar in a very relaxed manner, took out the Yitian Excalibur, and laid it on the ground in front of his knees.

A moment later, a strange sound suddenly sounded from outside the watch.

It sounded like a baby crying at first, and then it turned into a woman's wail.

Zhang Fang turned a deaf ear to this and still took it calmly.

But the little red-haired monkey squatting on his shoulder was frightened, and after a few strange screams, it fled through the window.

The magic sound outside changed again, from front to back, from left to right, erratic, and became concentrated in the square outside the temple gate, and became louder and louder, and became ghost chirping.It's as if you suddenly arrived at Shura's Difu, thousands of miserable ghosts are coming to claim your life, phantom shadows, murderous intentions hidden.

This time, even the heart mark trembled "delicately", as if it was about to lose control under the attack of the magic sound.

There is one thing to say, although the magic sound this time is powerful, but the intensity is not high, as long as the heart is strong, even if the cultivation base is a little weaker, they can barely resist it.Just like Xinhen at this moment, even though he was affected, he was still gritted his teeth and persisted.

Just allowing the other party to be so arrogant is not in line with Zhang Fang's temper.

But he saw that he picked up the Yitian sword lying in front of him unhurriedly, with a slight push of his thumb, the blade came out of the sheath an inch.

"Chong!"

When a sword sounded, it was like a sword light that opened up the world, directly cutting off the phantom created by the magic sound.Then, outside the palace gate, there was a muffled snort from a woman, and all the illusions disappeared.

At this time, Zhang Fang turned the sword, with the scabbard facing down, and stomped on the stone brick in front of him.

"Chong!"

There was another high-pitched sword cry, spreading across the four fields, filling the entire hall with a murderous aura: "Six, since you're here, why don't you come in quickly and die? You don't want to waste some precious time! "

Just as Zhang Fang finished speaking, there was a sudden burst of wild laughter outside.

The next moment, a series of six figures rushed in through the door!

The head of the person has a face like yellow paper, thin bones, and looks like he is about to die. His brows and forehead are full of deep and painful wrinkles, but his stature is extremely high, a whole head taller than the tall and tall middle-aged beautiful woman next to him. .

Those burning eyes did not match his miserable and tired face at all, they were as bright and clear as a child's, but in the depths of the eyes, there was a faint expression of coldness and hatred that no child had, which made people shudder .

The green robe he was wearing was surprisingly loose, and it seemed awkward that it didn't fit his body. On his back hung a golden one-legged bronze figure, which should have weighed at least several hundred catties, but it seemed light on his back. Such as vellus hair, it is not a burden at all.

From the person's appearance and weapons alone, Zhang Fang has already judged the identity of this person. He is a peerless fierce demon known as one of the eight masters of the Demon Sect.
Beside him is a beautiful woman dressed in palace attire, who at first glance seems to be in her late teens, but one has to take a closer look to realize that the years are not forgiving, with cobweb-like crow's feet radiating from her temples at the corners of her eyebrows and eyes.But her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her eyes are like autumn waters, she is always an out-and-out beauty embryo, but her jade face is so pale that there is no trace of blood, like a beautiful ghost from the underworld.

But at this time, his hair is disheveled and his face is pale, obviously he suffered a big loss in the fight just now.

Zhang Xinxin thought to himself, she should be the only woman among Xiang Yutian's four disciples, "Mei Niangzi" Jin Huan is real.

Looking at both sides of them again, I saw two middle-aged men, one tall, one short, one fat and one thin, entering side by side, but they were more than ten feet away from the others, as if they were on guard against everyone.

One of them was a burly man dressed in a fast suit, with a huge iron mace in his back, his nose hooked and his eyes deep, and he had an indescribably evil smell.The strangest thing is that on his head he wears a heavenly crown that is complete with the emperor's crown and board.

The appearance of the other fat man is even more unflattering.But the face is broad, the chin is protruding, the two thick lips protrude like bird pecks, and the big eyes are like two will-o'-the-wisps. The figure is short and fat, but the hands are as thick as tree trunks. Without the slightest demeanor of a foreigner, he is just like a murderous demon king.

There is also a string of blood-red festival beads hanging on his head, which makes people feel more nondescript.

In Zhang Fang's mind, Shi Qingxuan's previous description of the four people immediately emerged, and he matched it with the person in front of him one by one, and immediately judged that the person wearing the high hat was Ding Jiuzhong, and the ugly fat man was Zhou Laotan.

Compared with these four plot characters, the pair of young men and women who appeared with them are much more eye-catching.

One of the sons was dressed up, looking chic and suave, with a humble expression.

And the other woman is also handsome, dressed in a red dress, and many gemstones of various colors are inlaid on the dress, which looks very charming.

It's just that after these two people showed up, they stood at the far left and right of the six people respectively, and it seemed that they were not close.

After the six people showed up, You Niaojuan, the leader, suddenly laughed loudly: "It is rumored that Hua Qianshu is Bi Xiuxin's disciple, and it is reasonable to stand up for that girl."

"But I heard that Hua Qianshu's spirit ape can not only transform into a human form, but also has good martial arts. Even Fu Cailin's disciples are no match for him. How could he be frightened by the magical voice of 'Mei Niangzi'? Run away?"

Following You Niaojuan's words, the eyes of the six uninvited guests fell on Zhang Fang at the same time.

But after hearing the words, he stood up unhurriedly, glanced at You Niaojuan nonchalantly, and said, "You said I'm not Hua Qianshu?"

You Niaolan looked serious: "You are not!"

At this moment, the young master standing on the far left of the crowd said softly: "If you are not Hua Qianshu, it would not be a wise decision to impersonate this person. In fact, his situation is worse than that of Kou Zhong who is about Duke Yang's treasure. , Xu Ziling is coming, I'm afraid it will be more dangerous."

Before Zhang Fang could express anything, the woman in red on the other side said impatiently: "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Whether it is true or not, don't you know if you try it?"

While speaking, she suddenly raised her right arm, but she didn't see how she moved, but a strange light suddenly appeared on her jade arm.After the light dissipated, a layer of arm armor had been put on the originally fair and beautiful arm.

After a few sounds of "Ding! Ding!", four small gun muzzles popped up, up, down, left, and right, like pocket Gatlings, aimed at Zhang Fang.

The next moment, the four muzzles spun simultaneously at high speed.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Countless flying needles hit Zhang Fang head and face like a violent storm.The landing point of these flying needles is not particular, but because the number of shots is too large and the speed is too fast, even any martial arts master will have a headache if they encounter it!
(End of this chapter)