I Became a Martial Saint In Another World

Chapter 230 Follow-up

  Near the foothill area.

Many members of the Qinglong Society who had been responsible for the excavation before now had their faces changed, and they were confused and confused. They kept raising their heads and looking towards the mountain, wanting to know what was happening in the mountain.

 After they burned the tortoise before, they were responsible for dragging out the tortoise carcass and dividing it up.

 Not long after, a terrifying roar was heard from the mountains.

 Then the masters of the Yuanling Cult appeared, eliminated all the fishmen and members of the evil organization, and asked them to guard at the foot of the mountain.

 Now they are the only ones left at the foot of the mountain.

only!

Several hours have passed since the group of Yuanling Cult masters entered, and there is still no one coming out, which is really incredible.

At the beginning, there were low roars and rolling thunder coming from the mountains, and it was suspected that someone was fighting.

 But now I can even hear the sound of fighting.

The sound of thunder was even gone.

 Everything is extremely quiet now.

“Elder Bai, it should be over, right?”

 One of the elders of the Qinglong Guild, Fang Shan, stared into the distance and said in surprise.

 “Mostly yes.”

Bai Jingyuan nodded solemnly, "Even the leader has appeared, he will definitely settle the matter and solve everyone."

“Speaking of which, what is the strength of the old leader?”

Fang Shan asked.

 “Then who knows, you just need to know that it is unfathomable.”

Bai Jingyuan shook his head slightly.

 Such a character is not something they can discuss.

Even their president has to obey the other party's orders. Can you imagine how strong they are?

This is a terrifying existence that can influence the general trend of the entire Baize Territory.

"Too."

 Fang Shan nodded.

 They had no choice but to continue waiting here.

 Some time has passed.

The mountains are still extremely quiet.

Seeing that dusk was approaching, a green signal flare suddenly shot up into the sky and exploded in the sky. It was brilliant and scattered in all directions.

Bai Jingyuan and Fang Shan were shocked and both raised their heads.

 “It’s a signal from our Blue Dragon Society!”

 “It’s the president!”

 “Let’s go, hurry up!”

They opened their mouths to shout and greet everyone.

 A large number of people and horses rushed towards the depths of Shenwu Sect.

But when they rushed into the Shenwu Sect, they were deeply shocked by the scene before them.

 The ground was full of scorched soil, broken corpses, and rich blood. It was like a terrifying Shura field.

 You can see the corpses of masters who died tragically everywhere.

 The four masters of the courtyard, the golden turtle man, the evil organization, the elders of the Yuanling Sect...

even!

 They also saw the body of the leader of the Yuanling Sect!

Such a scene, everyone was shocked, frightened, trembling, and simply couldn't believe it.

 Their leader is dead?

 Suddenly, they noticed the inconspicuous mound in front of them.

A tall and broad black figure was sitting there resting quietly, motionless, holding a broken red sword in his hand and observing it carefully.

 Behind him, the scarlet cloak was driven by the breeze, flying and sweeping behind him.

His body was firmly covered by ferocious armor, but many areas were already covered with sword marks, criss-crossing and shocking.

This is···

 They will be the master?

Bai Jingyuan, Fang Shan and others were all stunned, their minds roaring as if they were in a dream.

 Their president killed the leader?

 Also captured the Heavenly Sword?

How can this be?

 “You are here.”

A heavy and hoarse voice slowly came out of Yang Fang's mouth, full of exhaustion, as if he had just experienced a battle. Even he would find it difficult to recover in such a short period of time.

"President..., these are all..."

Bai Jingyuan looked horrified and quickly stepped forward.

 “All dead.”

Yang Fang responded calmly.

"Is it... you did it?"

Bai Jingyuan’s voice trembled.

 “They wanted to kill me, so they all died.”

Yang Fang said lightly, and slowly waved the broken sword in his hand, making a harsh metal buzz, and said, "Bai Jingyuan, what's the secret of this divine sword? Why... I can't use it?"

Bai Jingyuan was still shocked by Yang Fang's previous words, and his mind was buzzing. At this moment, when he heard Yang Fang's question, he suddenly came back to his senses, looked at Yang Fang quickly, and said in a trembling voice, "President, you... ··What did you just say?”

 He was distracted and did not hear Yang Fang's question just now.

“I said, why can’t I use this Divine Broken Sword?”

Yang Fang responded again, his eyes showing deep fatigue.

 Although I had rested for a while and recovered a lot of my energy, it was difficult to recover from this kind of mental fatigue.

Moreover, he just tried the Divine Broken Sword, and it was actually difficult to activate its power.

 This thing seems to be nothing more than a sharp weapon in his hands!

  It is not as powerful and terrifying as it was in the hands of the Yuanling leader before.

This made him feel depressed.

 “Can’t use it?”

Bai Jingyuan was surprised, then thought quickly in his mind and looked at the other elders.

 Other elders’ expressions also changed and they were thinking quickly.

Suddenly, the previous elder, Fang Shan, said, "President, could it be a matter of bloodline?"

 “Bloodline?”

Yang Fang raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, I heard that the leader of Yuanling is a descendant of the gods, and the blood of the gods has always been flowing in the family. Could this broken sword of the gods be left by their ancestors? Maybe it needs the blood of their family to inspire power!"

Fang Shan said.

"possible!"

Bai Jingyuan nodded immediately, with a solemn look on his face, and said, "Most of the divine things are extraordinary. I have read in ancient books that many of the divine things are only passed down to future generations. Without the blood of their descendants, they cannot be used at all."

"Yeah?"

Yang Fang’s face darkened.

 In this case, wouldn’t you be robbed of a useless piece?

No!

 It’s not completely useless, at least in terms of sharpness, it’s unparalleled!

Even his armor was marked with dozens of marks.

Had he not used dragon claws to block most of its attacks, the entire Iron Demon Armor would have been completely destroyed!

 “What a pity, what a pity!”

Yang Fang mouthed a series of words, waving his palms, making a harsh sound.

The entire Divine Broken Sword is much wider and thicker than an ordinary sword, about the width of a palm.

 Moreover, even if the tip of the sword is broken, it is still over one meter long.

 It is quite easy to hold in your hand.

He originally thought that he would gather the three treasures of the Ye God Sect and increase his strength to another level. But now it seems that the Broken Sword of the Gods can no longer think about it.

"Bai Jingyuan, lead the people to immediately seal off the mountain and strictly prohibit anyone from approaching. In addition, cut off the heads of Xuanyuan City, the four courtyard masters, and those fishmen. I will tell the world in a few days."

Yang Fang said, "As for the leader of Yuanling and the elders around him, cut off their heads first and hide them carefully. We will talk about it in a few days!"

 “Yes, President!”

Bai Jingyuan solemnly clasped his fists, his heart racing and extremely excited.

Their president defeated all powerful enemies in one battle, whether they were fishmen, evil organizations, or the Yuanling Sect, and almost all the top leaders were killed.

 Does this mean that from now on, the Qinglong Society will become the largest force in the Baize Region?

 The identity and status of these elders will surely rise.

 There will be countless benefits waiting for them to be divided in the future.

 Everyone acted quickly.

Yang Fang picked up the broken sword, turned around and walked towards the shed in the distance.

Before Bai Jingyuan and others arrived, he had already searched for Yuanling Cult Master, Xuanyuan City, the four masters of the courtyard and others in advance.

Everything on everyone’s body, without exception, entered his ring.

The top priority at the moment is to recover from the injury as quickly as possible, and then study what is weird about the [King of Hell Bones].

Of course, there is also the Night God Cult.

 He wants to find out where the headquarters of the Night God Cult is and whether there are other threats.

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 Time spent.

 A few days later.

Baize Territory caused shocking waves, like an earthquake, making everyone unable to believe it.

The two chief priests of the evil organization are dead, and the evil organization has quickly evacuated.

 The leader of the murloc tribe, the golden turtle and a group of elders also died.

Even the four masters of the Shenwuzong also died.

 As soon as the news came out, it shook the entire Baize Region.

Countless people were in an uproar.

At first, everyone didn't believe it, but soon, dozens of heads were hanging at the foot of Shenwuzong Mountain, which shocked everyone.

 Because those heads, without exception, correspond to those big people one by one.

  Xuanyuan City, the mysterious woman in black veil, the four masters of the courtyard, the old man in gray robe, the golden turtle man...

 The familiar heads made countless people tremble, unimaginable.

  It can be said that the owners of these heads are the source of chaos in Baize Territory during this period!

 But now all these roots have been destroyed?

Not only the owners of these heads, but also the elders and elites under their command were all dead. The heads one by one were shocking.

 “Who did this? Who killed them!”

 “It’s against the heavens, this is really against the heavens.”

"Baizeyu is going to change again. Whose handiwork is this!"

Many people's voices were trembling and they were extremely frightened.

 As everyone started to discuss in panic, a piece of even more shocking news broke out from within the Shenwu Sect.

“Xiao Fang, the new leader of the Shenwuzong, will reorganize the Shenwuzong in three days. All powerful enemies will be destroyed by him. The day of rebuilding the Shenwuzong is about to begin!”

Bai Jingyuan shouted loudly, and his voice shook the foot of the mountain.

 Once again aroused discussion among countless people.

 “Xiao Fang, the leader of the Shenwu Sect?”

 “He killed these masters? How is this possible?”

“Xiao Fang...when did Xiao Fang become so defiant?”

“How did he do it? Wasn’t he just able to escape some time ago?”

 Many people were shocked and shouted.

　　　“Presumptuous!”

Bai Jingyuan opened his mouth and shouted fiercely. His super-grade cultivation power exploded out, crushing the entire audience. He was full of majesty and said: "Sect Master Xiao has great strength to suppress the enemies. Do I need to explain to you? You are talking nonsense, be careful to seek death." !”

Everyone looked horrified and quickly retreated, not daring to say anything nonsense.

The first-level super-level cultivation is now definitely a dominant figure in Bai Zeyu.

 Because there is almost no one better than him.

not far away.

 In a secluded inn.

 Chen Biao, Song Jinlun, Song Shumei, and Fang Yuanyuan were gathered here. They came here specifically to inquire about the excavation of Shenwuzong in the past few days. At this moment, they were all confused when they heard the sounds outside.

 Everyone’s mind is buzzing and it’s chaos.

 It’s unbelievable!

The two chief priests of the evil organization are dead?

 The four masters of the courtyard are also dead?

 Is it all Xiao Fang’s doing?

 “Dad, this...this...”

Song Shumei looked at Song Jinlun, dumbfounded, her face dull and full of confusion.

Even Chen Biao looked at Song Jinlun and said blankly: "Song, please tell me clearly, where is this Xiao Fang?"

Song Jinlun looked silent and said nothing.

 After a moment, he looked up to the sky and sighed.

 “I don’t know who he is?”

 At first, he only thought that Yang Fang was a man with good qualifications and could be cultivated.

 But until something happened in Sunset Forest, everything changed!

This 'disciple' seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog that he had never seen through.

 “You don’t know either?”

Chen Biao was surprised again, and then quickly came to the window and looked into the distance.

 This is too exaggerated!

Did Xiao Fang get rid of these people by himself?

 He still felt like he was dreaming!

“Dad, what should we do? Do we want to go back?”

Song Shumei asked.

 “Back!”

Song Jinlun’s voice was heavy, “If Xiao Fang wants to harm us, there are plenty of opportunities, so why take advantage of this time?”

 “You’re right, I can’t wait to go back and take a look now.”

 Chen Biao's face changed.

 He wanted to see the heads of those ‘old friends’.

These **** guys betrayed the Shenwu Sect. They probably never thought that they would be where they are today!

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 Shenwuzong Headquarters.

Yang Fang's injuries have completely recovered. At this moment, he is looking at the [King of Hell Bones] in his hand and thinking slightly.

 How to integrate this thing?

This "King of Hell Bone" has all the light and evil spirit on its surface. If you don't feel it carefully, you can hardly feel it. It feels like a finger bone in your hand.

 Crystal clear and charming color.

 Looks like jade.

 Do you want to take it directly?

 Unfortunately, even if I asked Bai Jingyuan and others, they didn’t know.

 At the moment, he can only turn to Song Jinlun and others for help.

 His cultivation level has increased again in the past few days, part of it comes from the feedback from the dragon claws, and part of it is the breakthrough in cultivation level after hard battles.

 Just up to the super grade (14700/15000)

 The distance is perfect, even closer!

It is a pity that when dealing with the leader of Yuanling, most of the power of the dragon claw was blocked by the opponent's divine sword. Otherwise, he would never have absorbed only such a small amount of energy.

Yes!

That divine broken sword seems to be born to suppress the dragon claws!

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