I Became a Martial Saint In Another World

Chapter 273 Jiuyou invites you!

 In the Qisha Gang.

 In the spacious yard.

Yang Fang was covered in hot sweat, exhaling slightly from his mouth, finishing the practice of Qinglong Step again, and looked at the panel.

During this period of hard work, Qinglongbu's step method was finally trained to a complete state.

No matter how perfect it is, in the final analysis, Qinglong Step is just a super-grade skill.

　　When he first entered the super level, this footwork really played a great role, making him the best in speed at the same level. However, as he entered the realm of the Holy Spirit, this technique was obviously not good enough.

 Fortunately, I got [Void Step] again this time.

In terms of level, [Void Step] can definitely be regarded as a Holy Spirit level movement technique.

As long as [Void Step] is thoroughly understood, its speed will definitely continue to change.

 This made him doubt the identity of the mysterious woman again.

What kind of existence is that woman?

Such a Holy Spirit level secret skill was passed on to Ye Chen casually.

“It’s a pity that this woman is also stubborn and unwilling to cooperate with me until she dies. Otherwise, she won’t only get one Void Step…”

Yang Fang said to himself.

Fortunately, when the dragon soul was devouring the opponent, it gave him a mess of chaotic memories.

 There happens to be a place where a woman hides her treasure.

Thinking of this place, Yang Fang couldn't help but light up in his eyes.

This period of time is just enough to take some time to see what the treasure place is like.

The other party was able to make Ye Chen go from a first-grade boy to a third-grade super-grade boy in just three years. The treasure cave left behind must be extraordinary.

 Suddenly!

Yang Fang's face changed, and he was keenly aware of a strange aura. He quickly turned around, showing surprise.

This is···

Without thinking, he quickly rushed out of the courtyard. After a few ups and downs, he appeared in another direction. He looked around and frowned tightly.

　　Can only be seen not far away.

Another guest elder in the gang, Taoist Sister Bai Yu, looks a little pale, her aura is very messy, and she feels a little frivolous when she walks.

 It was as if it had just experienced a war not long ago and was heading this way.

  More importantly!

Yang Fang actually smelled the mark he had left on her body directly.

“No. 18, is it her?”

Yang Fang felt anxious.

This white jade Taoist nun is the mysterious No. 18 I met that night?

"Elder Qin, why are you here? Is something wrong?"

Taoist Sister Baiyu saw Yang Fang in front of her, squeezed out a smile, suppressed her injury, and asked.

“It’s okay, I happened to be passing by, so I stopped to take a look.”

Yang Fang smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist seems to be injured, right?"

"Yes, this time I went out and met an enemy I hadn't seen for many years. I had a fight with him and was slightly injured."

Taoist Sister Baiyu responded.

"I see."

Yang Fang nodded, but his mind was thinking quickly.

This white-bone Taoist nun was not simply injured.

 His complexion is pale, his energy and blood are impetuous, and his five internal organs must have been severely damaged!

He suddenly thought of the nights a few days ago, on the 11th and 18th, when he was invited to deal with a strong enemy. Could it be that they actually went to deal with that person later?

Yang Fang showed a smile on his face and said: "It is best for you, fellow Taoist, to have a good rest these days and try not to move around anymore."

“Thank you, Elder Qin, for your concern. I will do it.”

White Jade Taoist Sister smiled.

 “Well, then I’ll say goodbye.”

Yang Fang smiled and cupped his hands, turned around and left again.

 It was exactly as he guessed.

How can there be so much Holy Spirit in this world?

The true identities of the members within [Nine Nethers] should be that they are all top leaders of various top forces. I just don’t know what they want to do in creating the force [Nine Nethers]?

 With so many masters coming together, the plan must be quite big!

“But today is already the seventh day, and the elixir on the 11th should be ready soon. I’ll go and ask him tonight.”

Yang Fangxin thought secretly.

Anyway, No. 11 also has his own aura mark on his body.

 You can find him at any time.

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 Night falls.

　　The countryside is silent.

 In the wind-sheltered forest, except for the sound of the wind blowing the fallen leaves, there was no other sound.

This is a dense mountain forest located outside Yuanyang City. It occupies a large area. In the past, it was a place where some literati liked to go outing, leaving many moments and pavilions.

 At this moment.

 In the depths of this mountain forest.

A small thatched house stood quietly, in disrepair, and looked quite old.

The figure flashed, and a tall figure wearing a black mysterious robe appeared here.

Yang Fang watched silently, frowning.

The wind in his ears had already started. After listening carefully, there seemed to be no sound at all in the thatched house.

But through the guidance of the mask, the other party's body is clearly nearby.

For a while, he couldn't speak rashly, lest anyone find out his flaws, so he had to pretend to be sophisticated, stand outside with his hands behind his back, and walk back and forth.

but!

While he was walking around here silently, suddenly, a sudden change occurred.

 From the area overhead, there was a faint sound of howling wind.

A figure fell from the sky without any warning, as fast as a ghost, and directly hit Yang Fang's head with a palm on his head and feet.

 The person who came here seemed to be dressed the same as Yang Fang.

They are all dressed in black mysterious robes and wearing white masks.

  It's just that the number written on his face is clearly [ten].

tenth?

 Exposed?

Yang Fang was shocked. Without thinking too much about how he was exposed, his aura surged, his true energy exploded, and his whole body seemed to expand instantly. He directly punched the [Ten] number that fell from the sky.

boom!

 The fists and palms intersect, and the true energy is surging.

There were sudden bursts of terrifying roars from all directions, and the entire ground seemed to be hit by huge waves, with a crashing sound, and seven or eight big trees exploded on the spot.

 After one blow, the figure of No. 10 flew out on the spot, flipped in the air, and landed in the distance.

Yang Fang's own arm was stung by an extremely terrifying force, and his whole body instantly slid along the ground, sliding more than ten meters away.

Just as he slipped out, suddenly, five or six figures wearing black mysterious robes and white faceless masks jumped out from all directions.

 The numbers on the face vary.

They are eleven, twelve, nine, eight, fourteen and seven respectively.

 Six people in total.

As soon as he appeared, he rushed past without any hesitation, his true energy exploded, his robes danced without wind, and his breath was terrifying. When he came up, he mobilized all his strength and quickly blasted towards Yang Fang's body.

 Some use palms and some use punches.

 Some people just draw their swords directly.

 Without exception, all are the Holy Spirit.

Without saying a word, everyone directly blocked all Yang Fang's escape routes in all directions. The zhenqi interacted with each other and surged, as if forming a copper wall and an iron wall, crushing towards Yang Fang.

Yang Fang stepped back again and again, directly feeling an unimaginable huge pressure. An unprecedented death crisis struck. He immediately roared violently and activated the sound of thunder.

"Roar!"

 Boom!

The sky is shattered and the earth is shattered, and everything becomes deaf.

The terrifying sound shook the world instantly, like the anger of the supreme **** in the dark world. The terrifying power of heaven shook the three souls, making people's minds confused and their faces slightly shocked.

 

Yang Fang's body flashed with black light, and his black robe exploded. The terrifying black iron armor instantly covered his cheeks, heavily wrapped, as if he had turned into a ferocious iron beast in an instant, with barbs all over his body.

 A blood-red cloak was draped behind him, and it rolled out instantly. The color was strange, and it glowed strangely in the dark night.

at the same time!

The ferocious dragon claw even appeared on his right palm, and there was a terrifying and unspeakable sinister aura, as if an ancient demonic dragon had suddenly been resurrected.

　　Whoosh!

Yang Fang's body flashed and disappeared instantly.

next moment!

 A claw swiped towards No. 7's forehead.

 Although he doesn’t know how he was exposed, since he was exposed, it is naturally impossible to survive.

No. 7’s face was horrified, and he finally woke up from his nightmare. However, Yang Fang’s attack was too fast, leaving him no chance to dodge. He was instantly enveloped by a terrifying evil aura.

at this time!

A huge force suddenly came from behind No. 7. A broad hand grabbed No. 7's shoulder and pulled his body backward.

In an instant, he avoided Yang Fang's full blow.

The terrifying airflow swept across No. 7's cheek, making a splashing sound. If it weren't for the protection of the mask, his entire cheek would have been shattered on the spot.

 It’s just that!

Yang Fang missed a single blow, and quickly rushed forward with his body. The terrifying dragon claws carried a sinister and ferocious murderous intent, and continued to claw at No. 7 with one claw.

The person behind No. 7 finally emerged. With a slight sigh, a palm shining with rich purple light penetrated the space and directly collided with Yang Fang's dragon claw.

 Poof!

An extremely slight sound came out, but this blow did not cause any strong fluctuations.

 It's like all the energy has disappeared.

Yang Fang was suddenly shocked.

 There are experts!

With this claw going down, it was like entering a bottomless black hole.

 There was no ripple from all the power.

Without thinking, he suddenly backed up, turned around and walked away.

Before leaving, he glanced back.

What appeared in his eyes was a taller and thin figure, also wearing a black mysterious robe, dancing in the wind.

 The number on his face is [one].

 No. 1!

Yang Fang felt terrified. He stepped on the sole of his foot and performed a perfect green dragon step with the bloodthirsty cloak and wind rhythm. His body seemed to teleport and he rushed out of this place in an instant.

The other masters who had just recovered from their confusion changed their expressions and rushed forward again, but the speed was too slow.

Just as they pounced, Yang Fang flashed through the gap between them.

 The speed can simply be described as incredible.

 There was a hint of surprise and surprise in No. 1’s eyes.

 “Is there still such a body method?”

 He muttered to himself, tiptoed a little, and disappeared from here in an instant.

Everyone else's face was livid, their eyes were ugly, and they felt burning pain in their cheeks.

**** it!

 What a scary guy!

So many of them came out together, but they couldn't keep each other!

If it weren't for No. 1, they might even suffer heavy losses.

Especially No. 7, whose face was pale, disoriented, frightened, and his whole back was wet.

 Among the people present, he was the only one who actually walked around in front of Senluo Hall.

　　I almost died tragically just now!

 What kind of monster is this!

ˆ···

far away.

 In the thick woods.

Yang Fang reached his maximum speed, like **** lightning, with a scarlet cloak covering his body. He was rushing at top speed, still thinking in his mind.

 How was it exposed?

 Did they also leave marks on themselves?

 But I checked it before and everything is normal.

 Damn it!

 My own forty black jade elixirs!

 He suddenly became gnashing his teeth.

As he was charging forward, Yang Fang's expression suddenly changed, his body suddenly stopped, and he looked forward, his eyes dark, deep and cold.

 Only seen in the open space in front of him.

 A long, thin black figure stood quietly.

 It seems like a long wait.

 The white mask on his face looks particularly mysterious against the moonlight.

 No. 1!

 How can he be so fast?

 Arrived in front of you ahead of time!

Yang Fang slowly exhaled, his eyes were cold, no longer afraid, but he looked at the other party motionlessly, and asked hoarsely: "How did you discover me?"

 “Simple, soul lamp.”

Number 1's tone was calm, and he seemed not to hide anything from Yang Fang, and said: "There are soul lanterns left in Jiuyou on the 13th and 15th. Their soul lanterns have been extinguished long ago, so I concluded that you are a fake. of."

"I see."

Yang Fang nodded and said.

It seems that he was not unjustly exposed this time!

The other party actually has such high-end goods!

“Then what do you want to do with me? Are you going to kill me?”

Yang Fang continued to speak.

 “No, I’ve changed my mind.”

 No. 1 shook his head slightly.

"Um?"

Yang Fang raised his eyebrows.

“You are a talent, and I cherish talents very much. If you like this mask, I can give it to you directly.”

 No. 1 said calmly.

 “Give it to me?”

“Yes, as long as you join Jiuyou, from now on, this mask will be yours.”

 Response No. 1.

Yang Fang was surprised.

The other party actually invited him to join Jiuyou?

 He took a breath and thought quickly in his mind.

“Sounds good, but I have to learn more about Jiuyou, right?”

Yang Fang opened his mouth.

 No matter what, getting through this hurdle is the most important thing.

"Can."

No. 1 nodded lightly, without concealing anything, and said: "Jiuyou was created by me twenty-eight years ago. At the beginning, there were only three members, namely me, No. 2, and No. 3. Later, they were gradually absorbed. Other members, as for my concept of creating Jiuyou, it is also very simple. It is to oppose the emperor and oppose the gods. Since the gods have disappeared, they should not reappear, including their bloodline, and they should not continue to enjoy privileges. This is a personal matter. In the age of dragons, gods should be abandoned after all, and among the many bloodlines of gods, the Royal Family of Dayuan is the one that should be wiped out the most, as it has long been decayed!"

Yang Fang was secretly shocked and said, "What a spirit! Then all the subsequent members joined because of this concept?"

"Yes."

No. 1 calmly replied, "I never thought that there would be so many people secretly anti-God and anti-Emperor. After so many years of development, there are currently twenty-three members of Jiuyou, all of whom are Holy Spirits."

“Then you are not afraid that there will be traitors among them?”

Yang Fang’s eyes flashed.

 “Not afraid.”

No. 1 shook his head slightly and said: "Except for me, no one else knows each other's true identity. Even if a traitor appears, it will not have any impact. Moreover, when a force is extremely powerful, the price of betrayal is beyond their reach. Bear it.”

"All right."

Yang Fang opened his mouth.

There are 23 people in Jiuyou and 23 Holy Spirits. The key is that none of them know each other's true identity.

 In this case, who dares to betray?

Once betrayed, as long as No. 1 speaks, 22 Holy Spirits will rush over to kill him. Who can stop him?

“Then after joining Jiuyou, are there any benefits?”

Yang Fang asked again.

"nature."

  No. 1 continued to respond:

"Any member who joins Jiuyou can directly get two Holy Spirit-level martial arts books with him. In addition, members can also trade with each other. The mission rewards they receive outside each month will belong to them personally. Jiuyou will not The slightest benefit will be extracted. You can understand that this is a platform for mutual help. If everyone has trouble, they can discuss and solve it together, so that you will not be isolated and helpless."

Yang Fang thought slightly.

 In this case, it does sound good.

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