Heaven Civilization Salvation System

Chapter 55 Ghost Sword Award

Although this figure couldn't arrive in an instant, his voice made those thieves regain their fighting spirit.

Yes, although this young man is like a god, he is only a tenth-level warrior after all. He can kill Dong Yi, but he will definitely die in the hands of himself and others.

The position of deputy village master not only represents power, but also countless benefits.

"Kill kill kill!"

Amidst the frantic screams, dozens of thieves frantically rushed towards Fang Zhe.

At this time, Fang Zhe felt his blood was burning!

With a swing of the spear, Fang Zhe threw Dong Yi's body at the four or five thieves who rushed towards him.At the same time, a "pick the grass to find the snake" in the three-talent marksmanship.

The body of the gun is inclined and is no higher than the knee. The tip of the gun continuously swings left and right, with rapid and short force, reaching the tip of the gun.

In the eyes of several thieves, the perfect-level marksmanship was as fast as lightning. The two thieves were able to dodge so fast that the rapidly shaking spear points only left deep wounds in their chests.

The other two thieves were not so lucky. Although they waved their weapons to resist, they couldn't tell which of them was the real spear point, and were directly pierced through the neck by the spear point that was stabbed quickly.

Especially the last skinny thief was directly picked up by Fang Zhe with a long spear, and thrown into the distance with a wave of his hand.

Like a storm, Fang Zhe made 36 moves in the blink of an eye.Of the thieves surrounding him, more than a dozen fell to his grasp.

The horse was moving forward, Fang Zhe's gun was waving, and corpses kept falling to the ground.

In the eyes of those thieves who were going to take advantage of Fang Zhe, who was plunging forward, he was no longer a piece of fat, but a god of death.

For a while, the thieves were in chaos, some fled, some blocked them, and it became a mess.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Fang Zhe's horse moved even faster, and in a blink of an eye, it was a hundred feet into the bandit's defensive circle.

The Zheng family standing on the hillside said a few words at first, but when Fang Zhe rushed to the middle of the camp, they all shut up.

Because at this moment, they all understand one thing, that is, no matter what they say, it is pale and powerless.

"Such a hero!"

In the end, the second elder gave these four words. These four words can be said to be very important, but in the eyes of everyone, Fang Zhe deserves these four words.

"Boy, die to me!" In the crowd of thieves, a figure, like a bat, rushed towards Fang Zhe quickly.

In this man's hand was a three-foot-long heavy sword. The moment he shouted at Fang Zhe, he slashed three times at Fang Zhe.

Although there are only three swords, these three swords are like one sword, coming like a heavy rain.

The thieves who had been surrounding Fang Zhe all retreated at this moment, their eyes filled with admiration.

"It's the three fatal swords of the ghost swordsman Zheng Li. It's the third master who takes action!"

"The deadly knife of the third family, this kid is dead!"

"No matter how powerful he is, he won't be able to stop our third master's deadly knife. Hehe, this time, the third master will at least cut him to pieces."

Desperate Three Swords, the unique skill of Zheng Li, the third master ghost swordsman in Qinglongzhai, a mysterious low-grade martial skill, three swords are heavier than one sword, it seems that the first sword comes first, but the last two swords are as fast as lightning, which does not give people respite.

Jue Ming San Dao is not only fast, but more importantly, his strength. Zheng Li, the ghost swordsman, is famous for his strength.

What's more, Fang Zhe is just a student who has studied in the academy for less than two years.

The strength of a ninth-grade warrior is much stronger than that of a tenth-grade warrior.

Following Zheng Li's saber movement, the members of the Fang family standing on the city wall looked dignified. At this moment, the Great Elder had already soared into the air and set off.

Because he felt that although this time was not the best time, it was the last chance Fang Zhe created for him.

Fang Zhe will definitely die if he is killed three times.Only by relying on this moment can he rush out.

The palm of the Second Elder hit a solid city wall heavily. The stones of the city wall were extremely solid, but the Second Elder's hand was slightly numb from the shock.

"Such a hero will be buried here without growing up. We are sorry to the ancestors of the Fang family!"

I'm sorry to my ancestors. This sentence was very serious. As the head of the family, Fang Yongchang turned pale, but he couldn't refute it at all.

In fact, he himself knew clearly that if Fang Zhe died here, as the head of the family, he would definitely be sorry for his ancestors.

After all, such a hero, if nothing happens, will definitely become the pillar of the Fang family, leading the Fang family to a new glory.

But now, he was going to be buried here!

The people of the Fang family were looking at Fang Zhe, even the bandits were looking at Fang Zhe!

Lai Lian, the chief of Qinglongzhai, was standing at the back. He watched Zheng Li's saber gesture as a whole, with a smile on his face.

"In your cottage, this vulgar person has some talent. These three swords have already seen the threshold of great success." The white-clothed scribe standing beside Lai Lian said to Lai Lian in a deep voice.

Although the scribe in white was extremely rude in his speech, Lai Lian nodded respectfully and said, "Zheng Li was hand-picked by us back then. He is very talented, but it's a pity that he has too much evil spirit."

"This time, if he can chop Fang Zhe into pieces with his Three Desperate Swords, maybe he can take advantage of this opportunity to step into great success. It's a pity that this young man is also considered a hero and cannot be used by us!"

The scribe in white smiled and said, "No matter how heroic he is, as long as he is dead, he is just a dead person."

"Master of the Dazhai, the Fang family sent this boy to break into the camp. I think they have the intention of attacking in the east and in the west. We must not let anyone named Fang escape. In that case, it will be quite disadvantageous for us."

Just as Lai Lian was about to speak, his mouth suddenly opened wide. Zheng Li, who was like a dragon with a sword in the first second, flew his head high in the next second.

In the eyes of the Fang family.

Zheng Li slashed over with a ferocious face, but Fang Zhe remained unmoved.

Just when Zheng Li was about to look at it, Fang Zhe suddenly moved, his front hand turned outwards, the gun barrel was close to his waist, the big gun was like a green dragon offering claws, a twelve-point hard gun, once shot through the wall, the gun head , spears, and poking hands are all perfect.

Under the explosion of this extreme force, the tip of the spear forcibly passed through the gap cut by the knife, and sent Zheng Li's head flying out.

It was only a blink of an eye from the time when the Three Swordsmen were slashed to when Zheng Li, the ghost swordsman, was instantly killed. For a moment, the huge battlefield was silent.

"Okay!" The voices of the Fang family's children on the city wall were like thunder at this moment!
Almost no one saw clearly what happened just now, and many people didn't know why the three swords of Zheng Li, the ghost swordsman, didn't work.

It was clearly a lore-killing triple strike, and it was clearly a lightning-fast triple strike. Fang Zhe not only took it, but also instantly killed Zheng Li.

The thieves, who were watching around, couldn't calm down at this time. They were very close to the two of them, so they became the few people who knew the situation.

Three desperate swords, the first one hadn't taken effect yet, the spear in the young man's hand seemed to have a kind of magical power, it passed through the knife and took Zheng Li's head.

That kind of precision is something they have only seen in their lives.They felt that even the Dazhai Lord they admired the most in their lives could not do this.

But that boy did it, the boy almost completed what they thought was almost impossible.

However, no matter how much hatred Fang Zhe has in his heart, there is no slander against Fang Zhe's victory at this time.Because, they clearly saw that Fang Zhe won it entirely by his own strength.

"Get out!" Seeing Fang Zhe easily knocking Zheng Li to the ground, Fang Yongchang was a fool and understood.

The city gate was opened, and armed Fang family members poured out of the city gate, and launched a countercharge against the bandits who surrounded Heitu Town.

Fang Zhe swung his gun and jumped on his horse, rushing straight ahead.

The Fang family members in the rear followed, and for a while, thousands of thieves were shocked by this momentum and began to flee crazily.

The bandits had no morale to begin with, and Fang Zhe's strength was definitely higher than the ninth level. These people were frightened and ran away without their weapons.

In the blink of an eye, more than half of the camp consisting of thousands of people had been charged by Fang Zhe. Some thieves in front of them, when they saw Fang Zhe, involuntarily threw away their weapons and knelt aside to accept the surrender.

(End of this chapter)