I Became a Martial Saint In Another World

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 Night falls.

 Inside the silver mine.

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 The sound of the pool boiling was heard, gurgling, and a large amount of light smoke was emitted, which was extremely rich.

　　It has been a long time.

Yang Fangcai finally took out a huge black boot from the cold sink.

The boots are extremely heavy, with a ferocious and domineering appearance, and are covered with mysterious lines. They weigh more than thirty kilograms alone, which is heavier than some fine swords.

There are also spikes on the surface that look like dragon scales, giving people an unspeakable visual impact.

 “The second boot is taking shape.”

Yang Fang was covered in hot sweat, breathing heavily and smiling.

 Next, a pair of breastplates and a helmet are needed to complete the process.

 If you work overtime, it should be three or four days at most!

  He put the boots aside to dry, then swung the iron tongs and continued to pick out the second piece of red-hot black magic iron from the oven.

Dang! clang! clang!

The crisp sound of blacksmithing came out again, echoing in the dark night.

Every time the hammer was struck, sparks flew out and a lot of impurities flew out.

At the time when Yang Fang was putting his heart and soul into casting!

 Suddenly, panicked sounds came from outside.

 “Manager Xiao, something happened to the silver car again.”

 Click!

 The closed courtyard door was knocked open by Steward Mu and fell into pieces.

Steward Mu was in a mess, his hair was messy, blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and he was full of horror. He rushed directly towards Yang Fang.

Yang Fang's face darkened, he stopped moving, and suddenly looked at Manager Mu.

 “Seeking death!”

　　Whoosh!

boom!

His body disappeared in an instant, and the next moment he hit Steward Mu directly in the chest with his palm. Blood spurted out on the spot, and his body flew upside down, like a torn sack, and was smashed for more than ten meters.

 Nearly died on the spot!

Yang Fang's face was gloomy, and the reason for his anger was not that something happened to the silver car.

 It was because Manager Mu broke in directly without his permission.

 Fortunately, he was not allowed to see what he was casting.

 If not, this person must be killed.

The Iron Demon Armor is of great importance. Once word spreads about it, it will cause big trouble for oneself.

 “Ahem.”

Steward Mu vomited blood, with a frightened look on his face. His sternum was broken, and he was squirming in the distance. He wailed in his mouth, "Spare my life, Steward Xiao, have mercy on me. I didn't mean it. I really didn't mean it. The people who robbed the silver car are terrible. I didn't do it on purpose." Stop it."

 He still hasn't realized what he did wrong.

Yang Fang stared coldly at Guanshi Mu on the ground, thinking about whether to silence him.

 Suddenly!

 He raised his head again, the cold light flashing in his eyes, shocking in the dark night.

“You don’t know whether to live or die, you robbed a silver car and you still don’t leave, how dare you come here?”

Yang Fang spoke coldly.

 He turned around suddenly and put the newly cast boots directly into the ring. He also threw the remaining piece of black magic iron into the oven again, and then Yang Fang rushed out again.

 I saw figures flickering under the hazy moonlit night.

Six figures in a row swept over from a distance. They were all dressed in black, covered from head to toe, and wrapped extremely tightly. They soon appeared not far from Yang Fang, lined up in a row, with cold eyes.

 Some of them were armed with knives, some with swords, and some with bare hands.

Everyone's aura is not weak. At a glance, three ninth-grade people and three tenth-grade people are definitely not weak forces outside.

After the six people appeared, they first glanced coldly at Steward Mu who was on the ground with a face full of pain, then frowned and looked at Yang Fang not far away.

“It seems we are lucky enough to kill each other.”

The leading tenth-grade master said in a cold tone, "It's better to destroy one of them in advance, it will save us a lot of trouble!"

"Who are you? Aren't you afraid of death if you dare to rob the Shenwu Sect's silver chariot?"

Yang Fang said coldly.

 “No comment!”

A tenth-grade master next to him sneered.

"superior!"

The tenth-grade master headed by him waved his palm and his tone was cold.

　　Whoosh!

 The six figures, without exception, all rushed out quickly, with murderous aura erupting from their bodies, and their breath was very cold.

They seemed to be well-trained, and they burst out with all their strength as soon as they came up, cooperating with each other to maximize the destruction of the enemy.

  Don’t even bother to talk nonsense.

However!

This time, they would never have thought of it.

The Nanlongling Silver Mine, which they regarded as a weak area of ​​the Shenwu Sect, could actually have a freak like Yang Fang.

 Boom!

The figure flashed like lightning.

 The terrifying power directly made an explosive sound in the air.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Yang Fang appeared in front of a tenth-grade master, and struck the opponent's chest with a palm. The terrifying power belonging to the super-grade burst out, and the whole arm seemed to have turned into a terrifying iron pillar, indestructible.

boom!

 Poof!

 Blood spurted out wildly, and his chest was sunken.

A tenth-grade master was punched through the chest by him on the spot, and his internal organs exploded. His body was like a kite with broken strings, and he flew out in an instant and was smashed into the distance.

 He was dead on the spot when he landed, without even a scream.

 The expressions of the other five people changed and they turned around suddenly. They couldn't believe it.

However, Yang Fang's movements were too fast.

He barely gave them any time to react. After killing one of them with one palm, his body flashed, as if teleporting, and reappeared in front of the second tenth-grade master. He punched out, but there was still no fancy or change.

boom!

 Blood mist exploded and brain matter splattered.

This punch hit the opponent directly between the eyebrows, so that the opponent didn't even realize what happened until he died, and the body flew backwards.

"Walk!"

 “Run away!”

The remaining four people screamed in fear and finally reacted.

monster!

 This is simply a monster!

They didn't dare to stay for a moment longer. They turned around and ran away desperately, wishing they had eight legs.

It's just that facing Yang Fang's speed, the movements of these people were pitifully slow.

boom! boom! boom!

Corpse after corpse kept flying around, blood was flying, it was horrible to look at, and the back was sunken, as if it had been hit by a meteorite.

 In the blink of an eye, all the four remaining people died tragically.

 “What are these people doing here with such a bunch of rubbish?”

Yang Fang frowned and shook off the blood on his fist.

 He dared to come here with only three tenth-level people. It was a waste of his time.

 He suddenly looked at Manager Mu on one side and said coldly, "Where was the silver car robbed?"

 “On the west side of the mountain road!”

Manager Mu said in panic.

Yang Fang let out a cold snort, unfolded his Qing Gong, and flew straight into the distance.

This group of people chased them here, and the silver car was probably still in the mountain road.

If you pursue him at this time, you will most likely be able to recover the silver car.

 The facts were exactly as Yang Fang expected.

He was plundering all the way, and when he arrived at the west mountain road of Nanlong Ridge, he saw two silver cars parked well.

 The bodies on the ground were strewn about, dripping with blood.

 They are all disciples of the Shenwu Sect who are responsible for the escort.

Yang Fang sniffed his nose lightly.

 The scent of the potion is still in the air.

 He walked over and lifted up the black cloth covering the surface, revealing the large box inside.

 After opening it, I saw that the silver ingot inside was intact.

Yang Fang was about to rush back to the silver car when he suddenly frowned again, turned back suddenly, and then quickly rushed towards the grass on one side.

 I saw three corpses in the grass, covered with leaves.

 Except for one that is relatively fresh, the remaining two look to be at least three or four days old.

 The clothes worn by the three people, without exception, are all the clothes of the outer disciples of the Shenwu Sect.

 “Outer disciple.”

Yang Fang was suspicious.

 How did they die here?

 His palms immediately began to search several people.

 A moment later, I found three letters.

 After unfolding it, they were all written to him by his master Song Jinlun.

 The first letter asked him about the situation of the silver mine. Now the sect was in urgent need of money and asked him to deliver a sum of silver to the sect.

 The second letter asked him to be more careful these days. The mysterious group from the evil organization might attack the silver mine.

 The third letter asked him to return to the sect as soon as possible to listen to the instructions. A new steward would arrive at the silver mine soon.

 It’s just that!

Neither Yang Fang nor Song Jinlun expected that before these three letters were sent, the person who sent them would be robbed and killed on the way.

 “Is there a new steward coming soon?”

Yang Fang frowned, feeling distressed.

 He originally thought that his master would not remember him and that he could survive here for three months.

 The results add up now, and it seems to be only about two months.

Yang Fang tore up three letters, drove three carriages, and returned to the silver mine.

 The next step is to deal with the aftermath properly.

Especially on Guanshi Mu’s side, he must be more careful.

This person has suffered many defeats at his own hands. It is difficult to guarantee that he will not talk nonsense to the new manager and cause himself more trouble.

“Guanshi Mu, come here!”

Yang Fang spoke calmly and called Manager Mu back to his residence.

 “Xiao Guanshi”

Steward Mu’s face turned pale and he followed Yang Fang uneasily.

“I just received the order, and I will return to the sect immediately to listen. In other words, we will probably never see each other again. During this period, we have cooperated happily, don’t you think?”

Yang Fang said.

“Yes, yes, congratulations to Manager Xiao on his promotion.”

Manager Mu said quickly.

 He doesn't want to stay with Yang Fangshou for a moment longer.

This guy is absolutely crazy.

 “It would be best if you can get promoted.”

Yang Fang flicked his palm lightly on the table, suddenly took out a white porcelain bottle, poured out a dark elixir from it, flicked it with his fingers and said, "You will eat this!"

Manager Mu's face turned pale, he took the elixir and said anxiously, "Manager Xiao, this is..."

"Don't blame me, this is for your own sake. Whether you want to die now or eat this depends on your own choice. I'm just protecting myself."

Yang Fang responded.

 The atmosphere in the room instantly became depressing.

Steward Mu’s face was pale, his heart filled with grief and anger, and he stared at Yang Fang in front of him.

Even if this guy is going to be transferred, he still wants to use poison to control himself?

Da da da.

Yang Fang continued to flick his fingers on the table and frowned.

"I do not want to eat?"

 “Eat, I eat!”

　　　Mu Guanshi spoke quickly, raised his head and swallowed the pill.

Yang Fang suddenly smiled and said, "That's right. Don't worry, as long as you don't talk nonsense in the future, I guarantee that this thing will not happen in your stomach for the rest of your life. I hope we can get together and have a good time!"

 He stood up, patted Steward Mu's shoulder lightly with his palm, and walked towards the oven.

　　Mu Guanshi forced out a smile, clenched his fist tightly, and felt filled with grief and anger.

 Next, Yang Fang started working overtime to build the armor.

The letter only said that a new manager would arrive soon, but did not specify a specific date.

 He did not dare to delay at all, he just wanted to complete the casting as soon as possible.

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 Three days later.

 The sun is shining brightly and the spring breeze is warm.

The new Steward Tao frowned, wore a neat silk robe, held a thick black whip, and patrolled the silver mine with his hands behind his back.

“How much silver can the silver mine produce each month now?”

 “Not much, probably just over 20,000 taels.”

Yang Fang responded.

 “Twenty thousand more than two thousand taels?”

Manager Tao suddenly stopped, his face turned cold, he looked at Yang Fang and said, "Manager Xiao, are you fooling me? Such a big silver mine only produces more than 20,000 taels of silver a month?"

 “I don’t dare to fool Steward Tao, that’s true.”

"snort!"

Manager Tao had sharp eyes and snorted coldly, saying, "I heard that when you work in a silver mine, you can make a fortune. Manager Xiao, did you make too much money?"

"Where do you start talking about Steward Tao? Since I took office, I have abided by the laws and regulations and have never made a penny. Steward Mu can testify to this!"

Yang Fang said.

"Yes, my subordinates guarantee that Manager Xiao will never get a penny more. Moreover, there have been many accidents in the silver mine, and Manager Xiao has recovered everything with his own efforts!"

　　Mu Guanshi quickly smiled flatteringly.

 

Snapped!

Without saying a word, Steward Tao raised his hand and whipped Steward Mu hard. The black wolf-toothed whip was covered with barbs and was sharp and terrifying. It hit Steward Mu directly on the cheek, making Steward Mu scream on the spot. With a loud sound, it flew backwards and hit far away.

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

Manager Tao looked very cold and said, "I'm talking to Manager Xiao, how can you interrupt here? Who do you think you are and dare to talk nonsense in front of me?"

Steward Mu's face was full of horror and he was trembling, and he didn't dare to say any more.

Yang Fang frowned, and after a moment, he regained his composure.

“Manager Tao punishes his subordinates when things come up, which may make it difficult for subsequent work to be carried out.”

 He spoke.

"Don't worry, I don't have to worry about this. I have my own means!"

Manager Tao's tone was cold, and he looked at Yang Fang again and said, "Manager Xiao, you'd better make sure your **** is clean, but don't let me find out anything. Otherwise, if I find any problem, don't blame me. Report to the sect!”

　　"Xiao Xing, please sit up straight. Manager Tao will investigate as soon as possible."

Yang Fang said calmly, "But for now, I still suggest that Tao Guan complete the handover beforehand!"

 Steward Tao snorted again and walked towards the front lobby.

 Next.

 The two of them completed the handover procedures.

Yang Fang did not stay for a moment longer and returned to the sect that morning.

 In the Shenwu Sect.

Yang Fang returned to Haisha Courtyard again and successfully met Song Jinlun, the master of Haisha Courtyard.

“You are here. This time I ask you to come here for the purpose of the Heavenly Essence and Chalcedony.”

 “Chalcedony?”

Yang Fang's expression moved slightly and he looked at Song Jinlun.

“Yes, this time in order to encourage the disciples to fight bravely, the sect specially took four copies of the Heavenly Essence Chalcedony. Almost all the tenth-grade masters in the seven courtyards have been dispatched.”

Song Jinlun said, "I wanted to apply for one for you before, but the evil organization and the fish-men invaded, and all the heavenly essence and chalcedony have now become prizes to encourage disciples. If you want to get it, you must at least complete one more great achievement. That’s why I transferred you here!”

Yang Fang’s mouth twitched.

All right!

 But in fact, he would rather not have this chalcedony and continue to stay in the silver mine.

 Staying in the silver mine is at least safe.

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