Gou Cultivates Immortals In the Chaotic World of Demons and Martial Arts

  Chapter 31 Killing the door (for collection)

  Fang Xi touched her bosom, took out a small medicine bottle, poured out a pink pill from it, and stuffed it directly into Chunyu's mouth.

  Although Chunyu was in a coma at this time, he was still faintly resisting.

   But Fang Xi wouldn't be polite to her, she just opened the girl's teeth and poked the pill in with her fingers...

  In addition, he even took out a few gold needles and stuck them in Chunyu's head.

   "Woo..."

  Chunyu's eyelids trembled violently, and he opened his eyes suddenly, his originally clear pupils were blurred.

"tell me your name…"

  Fang Xi's eyes were wide open, and there was a strange power in his words.

   This is 'Ecstasy'!

  Fang Xi learned a little trick from Master Jiuxuan.

  Not only does it need to be used in combination with medicine and acupuncture, but it can only be used by immortal cultivators with spiritual knowledge on mortals without spiritual knowledge.

  As for the legendary 'soul search technique' that can be used on immortal cultivators, Fang Xi has never even seen it.

   "Chunyu..."

  Chunyu's eyes suddenly flashed a gleam of green, and he answered in a daze.

   "Tell me, your position in Yuanhe Mountain..." Fang Xi continued to ask.

   "Yuan Heshan's deacon stationed in Black Rock City..."

   "What is your purpose for coming out this time?"

   "Arrest Zhang Junming, the guardian uncle ordered him to be spared..."

   "Arrested? It's a bit strange..." Fang Xi touched his chin: "Tell me all the martial arts you know... If you have books and God's intentions, tell me where it is..."

  …

   Half an hour later.

"Pity…"

  Fang Xi looked at Chunyu's beautiful figure and sighed.

  According to the other party's confession, she didn't practice Yuanheshan's famous secret biography of the Zhenpai—Yuanhe Wulei Shou!

  Actually, in the entire Yuanheshan branch, only Linghuyang got the true biography, but it was only a fragmentary part, the highest was only a true martial artist, and there was no follow-up martial sage content.

  Well, in Chunyu's heart, there is another title for the Grand Master - Zhengang Martial Saint!

  Other than that, this woman is useless.

  Fang Xi's palm caressed the other's hair, then passed over the other's round earlobe, small chin, and then came to the swan-like neck.

   Click!

  With a blank face, he broke the woman's neck.

  The beauties of a generation are gone.

  No **** things happened.

   "It seems that we still have to face Linghu Yang head-on."

  Fang Xi really didn't want to fight a real martial artist who was comparable to the second level of body training.

  Even if the other party is not a cultivator, there are many methods missing.

  But now, there is no choice.

  …

   Half a month passed quickly.

  Yuan Heshan Branch.

  Accompanied by the disappearance of the teams going out, there is no return date.

  Even the most stupid disciple found something was wrong.

   It can be said that one or two teams disappear, which can be said to be bad luck.

  But all the disciples sent out to search for supplies disappeared, so it is definitely not possible for the wooden and cursed people without wisdom!

  In the outside world, there is definitely a terrifying enemy hunting the people of Yuanhe Mountain!

  Even, the opponent's tracking skills are extremely clever.

  Linghu Yang went out on patrol several times in a fit of rage, and even pretended to be an ordinary disciple, mixing in the team as bait, but he still couldn't catch the trace of that cunning enemy!

   Affected by this, the Martial Arts Alliance, which had originally agreed, immediately changed to a wait-and-see attitude.

  After all, those old foxes are best at playing around with the wind and making fools of themselves.

  As Linghuyang's temper became more and more irritable, and he beat and scolded ordinary disciples, many disciples couldn't bear the pressure and fled away one after another.

   As a result, Yuanhe Mountain, which is so huge now, has the posture of the tree falling and the monkeys scattered...

   "Damn it!"

   Qiao Wuchan looked at the gate.

  The originally mediocre land boundary now looks like a terrifying abyss.

   Outside the Yuanheshan stronghold, there seemed to be countless monsters lurking, hunting them specially.

  Only by Linghuyang's side can he feel a little safe.

  He didn't dare to go out for a long time, but with the daily consumption of food, the anxiety in his heart was increasing day by day.

   "Master Deacon, we are running out of food, what should we do?"

  A Yuanheshan disciple came to Qiao Wuzhang's side and whispered.

"How can it be?"

   Qiao Wuzhan instinctively didn't believe it, after all, they were the most well-reserved force.

But after thinking about it, his face turned from white to red, showing a hint of ferocity: "Today I personally led the team and searched the rooms of the disciples. I killed all the women who looted. Let me start with this deacon... This will save me a lot. Is it a big mouthful?"

"yes…"

   This disciple originally wanted to say something more, but the deacon was about to take the lead in beheading the concubine of the Fu Cheng, so he had nothing to say.

   "You go down..."

  After dismissing this disciple, Qiao Wuzhang felt more and more sullen in his heart, and said to himself: "No...I have to go and talk to the guarding uncle, it can't go on like this!"

  Linghuyang's whereabouts are also a bit strange recently, but Qiao Wuzhang has already subconsciously ignored this abnormality.

  After sorting out his words in his mind, he came to Linghuyang's door, knocked three times respectfully, and said, "Master Linghu, Qiao Wuzhang, please see me!"

"come in!"

  Linghuyang's voice was very calm, like an undercurrent under an iceberg.

   Qiao Wuzang pushed the door open and entered, and saw Linghu Yang was putting on his coat, looking at him with a smile: "Wuzhang, how long have we known each other?"

   "Since the day your lord came to Black Rock City, Wu Yan has been with you. It has been three years and six months."

   Qiao Wuhuang answered with a bow.

   "But... you failed my trust." Linghu Yang said lightly.

  Qiao Wuzhang knelt on the ground immediately: "Please forgive me, my lord. It's really because of that villain in the dark... that there are not enough warriors to capture..."

   Half a month ago, when ordering the masters of the martial arts halls, Linghu Yang gave Qiao Wuzhang a task.

  Originally, with the strength of Yuanheshan, it was very simple to attack and capture some single warriors.

  But after that god-killing enemy appeared recently, Qiao Wuzhang didn't even dare to go out the door, let alone arresting warriors.

   "Forget it, if you do one more thing for me, I will forgive you." Linghu Yang walked to a part of the room, lifted the floor, revealed a black hole, and beckoned: "Follow!"

   "This subordinate is willing to be ashamed, and will die!"

  Qiao Wuzhang hurriedly followed, feeling a little surprised, when did Linghuyang dig a tunnel in his bedroom?

   This tunnel is not long, after entering, it is a cellar.

   In the cellar, it is…

   Qiao Wuchan's eyes widened slightly.

  And Linghu Yang's faint voice came: "Didn't you say... you want to paint the ground for me? Then I will help you!"

"ah!"

  In the cellar, there was a creepy scream.

  …

   "Brother Fang!"

  Zhang Junming and Fang Xi stood side by side, looking at the stronghold of Yuanhe Mountain under the cloudy sky.

These days, he and Fang Xi teamed up to kill Yuan Heshan's going out team to pieces, killing Yuan Heshan to the point where he couldn't shrink back. There are not many disciples in Heshan, only Qiao Wuzhang can fight, but he can't shrink back, so what should we do next?"

   "It's very simple, go in through the main entrance, you hold Qiao Wuchang, and I kill Linghuyang, it's that simple!"

  Fang Xi calculated the strength of both parties and made a decision.

  At this time, the strengths and weaknesses of the two sides have changed positions, and when it is time to make a move, there is no need to hesitate!

  There are not many disciples left in the current Yuanheshan branch, which cannot meet the premise of killing elephants with too many ants.

   "Exactly! A certain company will be a pioneer!"

  Zhang Junming laughed loudly, strode out, and came to the main entrance of the Yuanheshan stronghold.

  He exhaled loudly, muscles all over his body squirmed, and tumors grew one after another on his arms, as if all the strength of his whole body was concentrated in one punch, and he punched out!

   Open the sky with one punch!

boom!

  The thick and solid gate instantly fell apart.

   Then, Zhang Junming rushed into the Yuanheshan stronghold like a chariot, and a large number of disciples screamed.

"Huh?"

  Fang Xi stepped lightly, and the whole person jumped several feet, onto the wall.

  He watched Zhang Junming massacre Yuanheshan disciples wantonly, but he was a little surprised.

  ‘Where is Linghu Yang? '

  'There is also Qiao Wuzang, who didn't even make a move? '

  Something went wrong, Fang Xi resisted not to make a move, and lurked all the way, following Zhang Junming, who was killing everyone.

   "Haha... a group of cowards, dare to come and kill me?"

  Zhang Junming knocked over a Yuanheshan disciple with one punch, and stomped down hard with another kick.

  The head under his feet exploded like a watermelon, and the red and white flowed all over the ground.

   This scene looked terrifying, but as a real warrior, it didn't move his mind.

  Even if he is a little bit kind-hearted, he will never feel madam when he encounters an enemy who wants to kill him.

  In this age where starvation is possible at any time, kindness to others is cruelty to oneself.

  Zhang Junming fought his way to the inner courtyard, and felt that something was wrong: "Linghuyang, Qiao Wuchan...Get out of here!"

  The next moment, a door shattered.

  Amidst the countless sawdust flying across, a figure struck horizontally and struck out with a palm.

  Muscles all over Zhang Junming wriggled and connected with fists.

boom!

  The moment the fists and palms were handed over, Zhang Junming felt a terrifying force, like overwhelming mountains and seas, breaking his true strength at the peak.

   Poof!

  His cloud whale was torn, and flew backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

  Zhang Junming half-knelt on the ground, looked at a figure in front of him, and called out word by word: "Ling, Hu, Yang?"

  The only one who can easily defeat him with a burst of real strength is a real martial artist!

   "Are you the mouse that has been hiding outside?"

  Linghuyang was wearing a blue coat, turned around, looked at Zhang Junming, with some disappointment in his eyes: "That's all..."

  (end of this chapter)