I Became a Martial Saint In Another World

Chapter 122: An eighth-grade master blocks the way! (Please subscribe!)

 At the beginning of Haishi.

 It is quiet all around.

There is a bright and clear moon in the sky, hanging high.

The clear light shone down, making the entire Bailuo City become brighter.

　　There have already been many bold men in black gathered inside the Xuanwu Sect’s mountain gate.

There are almost no weak people who dare to go out at night.

 “Are you here? Why hasn’t anyone come yet?”

“Yes, where is the guy selling jade?”

 “Are you mistaken?”

 Many people gathered together in groups of three or five and talked a lot.

Without exception, they were all dressed in black, with their faces covered, and some even used secret techniques to suppress their auras, making it difficult to tell the depth.

 In the crowd.

Cheng Tianye, Lao Wu, and Chen Shiyan gathered here, frowning secretly, and looked around.

 A trace of vigilance flashed across his eyes from time to time.

"It's getting late. If we don't come back, let's just leave."

 Cheng Tianye said in a low voice.

“Just wait a little longer. If you don’t show up in half an hour, we’ll leave.”

 Suggested by Chen Shiyan.

 Both of them nodded slightly.

not far away.

Yang Fang walked out of a dense forest. His body became extraordinarily tall. He was wearing a black cloak and a black scarf covering his face. Walking here was completely different from the night two days ago.

 No matter your height or body shape, you don’t have to worry about being recognized by others.

 He arrived half an hour ago.

 Just wandering around, the purpose is to survey the surrounding areas to determine if there are any powerful people.

 Walking around in a big circle, he indeed found several eighth-level masters hiding in the dark.

 But the good thing is.

 There is no higher level ninth or tenth grade.

 But think about it too.

That night there was a rebellion in the city lord's palace, and the upper echelons of each sect suffered heavy losses. The ninth and tenth grades were either dead or seriously injured. Even if some people were fine, they were still very busy now. Who would pay for a few evil-proof jade? Just come to a place like this in person?

 Those who can reach the ninth or tenth rank, without exception, have a very high status.

 Either they are the immortals of some families.

Either they are the supreme elders of some sects.

 They are of noble status and have high aspirations. Now is the time to guard the family and preside over the overall situation.

They won't even pay attention to the matter of a thousand taels of silver.

 “It’s pretty safe.”

Yang Fang walked around in a circle, thinking to himself, and walked towards a main hall ahead.

He directly pulled a heavy table out of the main hall and placed the table outside the main hall. For a while, many people around him looked at him with astonishment.

Then, under the surprised gazes of everyone, Yang Fang took out a package from his arms and dumped it on the table without politeness. With a clatter, thirty evil-proof jade instantly fell all over the table.

　　Wow!

 Suddenly there was an uproar from all directions.

"over there!"

“Friend, do you want to sell jade to ward off evil spirits?”

“Seventy-five taels is too expensive, can it be made cheaper?”

“How come my friend has so many evil-proof jades? Is this true or false? Can you inspect the goods first?”

 “How about being cheaper, friend?”

"enough!"

Yang Fang suddenly stopped shouting. His voice was loud and resounded through people's hearts. He was full of energy and shocked many people secretly.

 Master!

This is the pinnacle of the seventh grade?

 Or the eighth grade?

 “You straight bitch, why are you talking so much nonsense?”

Yang Fang's voice was rough and unkind, and he said coldly, "I'm here today to sell the jade to ward off evil spirits. The price was agreed two days ago, 75 taels per piece. There will be no counter-offering. If you want to buy it, buy it. If you don't buy it, get out!" "

Everyone turned pale, shocked by Yang Fang's terrifying strength.

 Cheng Tianye, Lao Wu, and Chen Shiyan, who were arriving not far away, also had suspicious eyes and were watching from a distance.

“What a terrifying and powerful man. Are you sure you won’t get hacked when doing business with him?”

 Old Wu said in surprise.

 “Let’s take a look first.”

Cheng Tianye whispered, his eyes kept looking at Yang Fang.

“Okay, my friend is quick to talk and quick to work. In this case, I’ll buy three yuan first, okay?”

　　A voice was heard first from the crowd.

A burly figure walked out, carrying a package filled with silver, clattering forward.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 bang!

 He placed the package on the table, and then grabbed three pieces of jade to ward off evil spirits.

But Yang Fang had quick eyes and quick hands. He took out his wrist and sneered, "Don't worry, let me check the money first, right?"

The man's expression changed slightly, and he struggled quickly, but found that he could not break free from Yang Fang's hand no matter what.

 “Okay, you can test it.”

The man said anxiously.

Yang Fang did not fiddle with the package with his hands, but sniffed his nose gently, narrowed his eyes, and said coldly, "Did you tamper with the silver?"

 There is a faint smell coming from the silver.

"you!"

The man's face changed with surprise.

This guy has such a keen sense of smell!

Can you smell this kind of smell?

boom!

Yang Fang struck him in the chest with a palm, lightning fast, making him unable to utter a word. On the spot, his chest was dented, his clothes exploded, and he flew out backwards. He could not die anymore.

 “I don’t know whether to live or die!”

Yang Fang's tone was cold, he looked at everyone and said, "I would like to advise everyone, since you are here to buy the jade to ward off evil spirits, you should put your little thoughts aside. If anyone else dares to be careful, this person will end up!"

Everyone was surprised and in an uproar.

 What a cruel method!

 Killing people now?

besides!

 He can actually smell the mark on it with his nose?

There are all kinds of marks in Bailuo City. They are usually traced by special scent-chasing bugs. How can anyone smell them directly with their nose?

 In the crowd, Cheng Tianye’s eyes were stunned and he looked at Yang Fang in disbelief.

he is

 Chin..King Guang?

Considering his image, Yang Fang did not immediately search for the body. Instead, he looked at everyone and said coldly, "Is there anyone who wants to buy it now? No counter-offer for 75 taels!"

 “Friend, I’ll buy two!”

Someone came out again, took out the silver and put it on the table.

After checking it once, Yang Fang immediately grabbed a piece of jade to ward off evil spirits and threw it to the opponent.

The man took the jade to ward off evil spirits, clasped his fists gently, and immediately turned around and left.

As soon as other people saw his successful transaction, they couldn't hold back and began to rush forward one after another.

 “I’ll buy one!”

 “I’ll buy five yuan!”

 “I’ll buy three pieces!”

The crowd was agitated and noisy.

 After all, there are still many wealthy people in the city.

Especially for sixth- and seventh-grade people like them, just a few dozen taels of silver is nothing to worry about.

 “Captain, they are selling out so fast, hurry up and get there!”

Lao Wu’s expression changed, and he hurriedly pushed towards the crowd, shouting, “Friend, we also want two pieces.”

 “That’s enough, disperse immediately!”

Yang Fang suddenly shouted, "Today's evil-proof jade has been sold out. If you want, come back in two days!"

 The crowd was shocked and panicked, and their faces turned pale.

 Many people who were slow to buy have regretted not falling.

 Two days later?

 Perhaps the price will continue to increase in two days?

Many people want to give themselves a slap in the face.

 It’s fine now, I can only wait two days before buying a more expensive one.

Yang Fang took out a package and began to put away all the silver on the table, making a clattering sound.

   2250 taels of silver, which is about 140 kilograms, and a large bag full.

Of course, Yang Fang specially picked out the silver that was marked by that guy before, and lightly sprinkled the poison powder to cover all the smell on it.

He grabbed a large bag of silver, rummaged through the body of the previous man for a while, and then left the place.

There were crowds of people coming from all directions, but no one dared to follow them.

Cheng Tianye’s expression changed and he whispered, “Old Wu, take Shiyan down the mountain and I’ll go over and take a look!”

 He took off his mask and chased directly towards Yang Fang.

 “Cheng Dui.”

 Old Wu shouted in shock.

 “You guys go quickly!”

 Cheng Tianye responded and rushed out quickly.

 In the woods.

Yang Fang's body suddenly stopped, his brows furrowed, he was carrying a large bag and looked at the area in front of him.

A figure wearing a gray robe and gray hair stood there quietly, without a face covering, his eyes were cold, and his body was like a thin bamboo pole, quietly blocking Yang Fang's path.

"My friend, you are really cruel. My disciple just left a slight mark, and you killed him. You should give me an explanation anyway, right?"

The old man's tone was cold and he looked at Yang Fang.

 “Explain?”

Yang Fang sneered, but looked around subconsciously, and found that no one else was hiding in the dark. His clothes were shaking, and invisible poisonous powder and poisonous smoke had spread. He said coldly, "What explanation do you want? Your disciple is trying to By leaving a mark on me, do you want to track me, or do you want to find my residence?"

The old man was silent for a while.

 After a moment, he made a cold voice and said, "But no matter what, you shouldn't kill him."

 “But I have already killed him.”

Yang Fang's tone was cold, "Do you want to avenge him?"

The old man's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly snorted coldly. His body was like a javelin, and he suddenly rushed over. His fingers were like hooks, and turned black, and he grabbed Yang Fang's body directly.

Goshawk Claw!

Yang Fang's eyes were cold, all the pores in his body were closed, he threw away his backpack, used his shadow movement technique, and instantly started fighting with his opponent in the forest.

 Bang, bang, bang!

The sound is dull and the wind is strong.

The air was filled with excitement, and fallen leaves were flying everywhere.

This was the first time that he personally fought against an eighth-grade master without the help of heavy armor or thunder.

The opponent's ten fingers were terrifyingly tough, emitting harsh whistling and hissing sounds, containing an extremely sinister power. Every time they fought, waves of sinister poison surged into Yang Fang's body, twisting and turning like a living thing.

 There is no doubt that this is a spiritual level martial skill.

Moreover, the opponent's movement skills are also extremely mysterious, and they seem to be spiritual level movements.

 Directly surpassing his snow walking skill in terms of speed.

  But fortunately, Yang Fang has the shadow movement technique to make up for it.

Although Shadow Body Technique is just an ordinary martial art, it has extremely strong characteristics. In its perfect state, it is unpredictable and like a shadow. Especially in the dark night, it is even more difficult to guard against.

The two of them moved quickly while fighting, breaking many big trees.

Many rocks along the way are flying directly.

In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged dozens of moves, and the entire area was hit by flying sand and rocks, and a violent storm arose.

With a bang, the two bodies separated again.

The old man had sharp eyes and messy sleeves. He stared at Yang Fang coldly and said, "Cross Fist, are you from Shizimen?"

"you guess?"

Yang Fang forced out a grin.

 Poisonous smoke and powder have been scattered around.

 If the beating continues, the old man will definitely die.

"snort!"

The old man's eyes were cold, and his tall and thin body rushed over quickly again. His fingers were like iron or eagle claws. He made a hissing sound and went straight to Yang Fang's vitals. He said coldly, "I will understand after I capture you." !”

 Bang, bang, bang!

 The two of them quickly started fighting here again.

Yang Fang shook his hand, and countless poisonous needles shot towards the old man's body. They were densely packed, like drizzle, covering every corner of the old man's body.

  The old man's eyes were narrowed, and there was no way to avoid him within a short distance.

He stepped on the sole of his foot, and his whole body's true energy exploded, forming a whirlwind. He crossed his hands and firmly blocked his face, but he directly chose to resist with his true energy.

 Bang, bang, bang!

 A large number of poisonous needles were directly shaken to the ground by his zhenqi. Only a few poisonous needles penetrated the old man's body.

The old man's face was cold, and his five fingers were like dragon claws, dark and gloomy, and he quickly grabbed Yang Fang at an incredible angle.

 Just this catch made his expression suddenly change.

His body seemed to have received some invisible influence. His vision turned black, his nostrils were bleeding, his respiratory tract was in burning pain, and his whole body's true energy became disordered.

 Poison?

boom!

Yang Fang's cross fist had already been struck instantly, and it collided with the old man's five fingers, making a muffled sound.

ah!

This time the old man screamed in agony, and the chaotic zhenqi on the entire palm was defeated on the spot. Five fingers were instantly broken into pieces, and the bones were white.

 “You poisoned me!”

 (End of this chapter)