I Became a Martial Saint In Another World

Chapter 276: One punch!

 Two days later.

 The sun sets in the west.

 The light of dusk falls between the sky and the earth, adding a touch of magical color to this vast land.

The head of the imperial city is located.

 Two figures stand side by side, tall and slender, with deep gazes, just like two masters from above, overlooking thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

 “Are you sure you want to go this far?”

One of the figures, wearing a purple python robe and with jet-black hair, looked far into the distance and said: "If you take this step, the world will be turned upside down. You will either live or die. There will be no third option."

“I know, that’s why I’ve been discussing this with the emperor for so long.”

The figure next to him spoke calmly, wearing a five-clawed golden dragon robe, with his hands behind his back, and said:

“The palms of the Cangqiong Palace have been stretched out longer and longer over the years. Now that you and I are guarding them, they don’t dare to push too hard. But in a hundred years, when you and I pass away, who can resist the infiltration of the Cangqiong Palace?

"

The figure in the purple python robe was slightly silent and said: "Since you have made up your mind, no matter what happens, I will naturally support you with all my strength."

The figure next to him smiled slightly, looked at the other person, and said: "Brother Huang's words are enough. The implementation of this change is destined to encounter endless resistance, so please take care of me."

“The 400,000-year-old soldiers of the Great Yuan Army can die at any time.”

The figure wearing a purple python robe spoke.

"There is no need to die. We just need to suppress the major forces and make them cooperate obediently. At least we don't give them a chance to rebel openly."

The figure in the golden dragon robe responded: "The Dayuan Dynasty has been controlled by the Sky Palace for a long time! Only by making sufficient changes can it be possible to get rid of it."

At this point, he paused slightly and said, "By the way, I heard that Ye Chen died in the Northern Territory?"

"Yes, I originally wanted Wan Zhong to take action, but I didn't expect that he would die tragically in advance."

Zi Tianxiong, the leader of the Dayuan Army, responded.

 “If you die well, you won’t cause other troubles to us.”

The figure in the dragon robe had an expressionless face and said: "This Ye Chen has even my daughter fascinated, and there are many forces in the city who have a close relationship with him!"

“Young people are full of daydreams about feelings, which is understandable. Those forces can be eradicated one by one.”

Zi Tianxiong responded.

“Humph, he got involved with the enemy. If it weren’t for the fact that she is my daughter, I would have killed him long ago.”

The figure in the dragon robe snorted coldly and said coldly, "It's your job to supervise this comprehensive change."

 “Don’t worry, I will do it.”

Zi Tianxiong nodded, his eyes turning cold.

 Since some forces within the dynasty are uneasy, it would be best to start from the imperial city.

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 In the Qisha Gang.

Yang Fang opened his eyes again and looked at the panel in front of him, feeling relieved in his heart.

Several days passed, and the Holy Technique finally started successfully.

However, the progress of this holy technique is really slow.

  Just stuck at the entry point (10/3000).

 Other techniques basically increase by about 100 points at a time, but this holy technique only increases by a pitiful 10 points.

While Yang Fang was running this mysterious holy technique, he once again recalled all the encounters in the past few days.

 Sure enough, No. 1 got it right.

 His life has not been peaceful these days.

 Everything was business as usual during the day.

 But at night, I can always hear some sounds that others cannot hear, and see some things that others cannot see, every night for several days in a row.

This made him somewhat tortured.

 The key is that no matter what you do, the thing will appear again soon.

 It’s as if it’s all my own illusion.

“I hope that after learning this Holy Technique, I can feel a little relieved.”

Yang Fang said to himself.

 Otherwise people will really become neurotic.

 Suddenly.

He sensed it, looked directly towards the corner of the room, and said coldly: "Come out!"

 The ground suddenly lit up with traces of black light.

A Dixing tribesman covered in blood came out of the ground directly. His face was pale and full of fear. He was obviously seriously injured. He said, "My lord, something... something happened."

"what happened?"

Yang Fang’s eyes darkened.

 At the beginning, I gave them a lot of black jade elixir and asked them to find buyers. However, after so many days, they still had no news.

 He thought they were all dead!

"We were targeted, and the people who took action were also several members of the Dixing tribe..."

The Dixing tribesman who was covered in blood had a face full of panic, and immediately told Yang Fang everything he had experienced during this period.

 Originally, after they got the black jade elixir, they were really looking for buyers for Yang Fang everywhere, but after all, the things in their hands were too expensive. No matter how careful they were, they were still stared at.

 What they never expected was that they were also being stared at by a group of Dixing tribesmen.

 Wrong!

  Not entirely from the Dixing tribe.

There was also a mysterious man in gray robes at the Holy Spirit level among that group of people.

At that time, the other person was wearing a white mask on his face.

　　Under their encirclement and interception, they quickly killed and captured all of their people, but he was the only one who risked his life to break through and escape.

However, all the black jade elixirs in his hands were lost.

 “The figure in gray robe? A member of the Dixing tribe?”

Yang Fang’s eyes became cold.

For some reason, he thought again of the medicinal field he had opened outside the city.

　　The original medicine field was completely hollowed out, and even his residence was burned to ashes.

The person in charge of this matter at that time was also a gray-robed man.

 Moreover, he is still a prince!

 “Where are they from? Have you found out where they settled?”

Yang Fang asked coldly.

"I don't know where it came from, but I know where the Earthlings are now."

The injured Dixing tribesman in front of him said in panic.

His name is Huo Shan. He was originally a protector next to Huo Tianting. He had a super-level second level cultivation. After being controlled by Yang Fang with poison, he has been following Yang Fang.

 “Okay, take me there.”

Yang Fang said coldly.

　　Things that don’t know whether to live or die!

Even dare to steal your own things!

Last time, the prince's matter was not settled, but this time he was found again.

 I really thought he was made of clay!

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  Spacious mountainside.

 Extremely hidden.

Torches were burning in all directions, making the place look like daylight.

A group of dozens of people from the Dixing tribe are gathering here, grilling the game they just caught, and a strong aroma fills the air.

 Not far from them.

Several wooden torture racks stood quietly, with three figures tied to them. They were all covered in blood and looked extremely embarrassed. They were the people who were responsible for finding buyers for Yang Fang.

 There were originally a large number of them, but unfortunately only three of them were still alive, suffering torture on the rack.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 simultaneously!

ah!

A red-hot iron was pressed **** the chest of one of them, and white smoke suddenly came out, causing the man to scream pitifully, which echoed throughout the valley.

 Soon he passed out from the pain, lowered his head, and remained motionless.

 “What? Aren’t you willing to say it yet?”

The Dixing tribesman holding the soldering iron looked at the other two Dixing tribesmen with a smile on his face, and said with a smile: "Tell me, where did you get these black jade elixirs? These things are prohibited items, you can't. You are at the first level of super-grade cultivation, but you dare to touch forbidden items. Don’t you know that this is a capital crime?”

The two Dixing tribesmen who were tied to the torture rack were trembling and terrified.

"It's really not ours. The elixir was given to us by our lord, and he asked us to take it out to find a buyer."

“Yes, it’s really not ours. Spare your life, spare your life.”

"Whose name is your lord? What is his origin?"

The Dixing tribesman holding a soldering iron smiled slightly.

“I don’t know where he comes from, but he seems to be the one who caused Pang Wanzhong to suffer a lot.”

 One of the Dixing tribesmen spoke in panic.

"oh?"

The face of the Dixing tribesman holding the soldering iron changed slightly, and he smiled with interest: "Interesting, you actually said that he is your lord? Haha, it is really interesting, why don't you say that Pang Wanzhong is your lord?"

 Obviously, he had a hundred disbeliefs in his heart.

 “It’s true, I can swear, it’s true.”

"We don't dare to lie, it's all true. Originally we were Huo Tianting's subordinates. Later, Huo Tianting was killed by him, so we defected to him."

 The two Dixing tribesmen shouted in panic.

"Since you said that the mysterious man is your lord, you should know where he lives, what his real name is, and what methods he has."

The Dixing tribesman holding a soldering iron asked calmly.

"We did know where he lived before. He gave us a scented bug that could help find his traces, but that bug was destroyed by you during the fight."

 The Dixing tribesman on the left said in horror.

 “So that’s a lie?”

The Dixing tribesman holding the soldering iron continued to laugh.

  “It’s not false, it’s not false, every word of ours is true.”

“Sparse me, everything we say is true...”

 The two people quickly screamed in fear.

 “What they say is true.”

Suddenly, a cold and indifferent voice sounded directly in the heart of the mountain without any warning.

The Dixing tribesman holding the branding iron was startled and turned back suddenly.

who?

Not only him, but also the expressions of other Dixing tribesmen in the heart of the mountain changed. They stood up and looked at him one after another.

 I saw not far away from them.

At some point, two more figures suddenly appeared.

 The man covered in blood was none other than a Dixing tribesman who had just escaped from their clutches not long ago.

The other one was tall and tall, dressed in black robes, and his eyes were cold and terrifying, like lightning, catching people's hearts.

The faces of a group of Dixing tribesmen changed slightly, and their bodies emitted a dark light. They quickly sank half of their bodies into the earth in order to cope with any changes at any time.

"who are you?"

The Dixing tribesman headed by the one holding the soldering iron looked at Yang Fang with slightly cold eyes.

Yang Fang had a cold expression and was too lazy to respond, so he waved his hand.

 Poof!

The invisible poisonous powder spread out instantly, and driven by the wind, it instantly enveloped the nostrils of all the Earthlings. In the blink of an eye, those Earthlings who had sunk into the ground screamed, covering their necks with their hands, and went crazy. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, dying miserably.

The face of the Dixing tribesman holding the soldering iron changed. He couldn't believe it, and without even thinking about it, he quickly sank into the ground, trying to escape from this place.

Just as his body moved, Yang Fang stamped his foot.

 Boom!

The terrifying power of vibration instantly poured into the ground, causing the Earthling tribesman to scream pitifully, and the bones in his body made a crackling sound. He was directly ejected from the ground again, with blood flying everywhere.

 Poof!

Yang Fang dodged, and grabbed the neck of the Dixing tribesman with his big and generous hands, pinching it tightly as if holding a chicken, his eyes were cold and terrifying.

"Who asked you to move your hands? Where was the man in gray robe from before?"

He didn't say a word nonsense.

"I said, I said, spare your life, spare your life..."

The Dixing tribesman screamed in horror and couldn't believe it.

　　I was captured by one move?

  What kind of terrifying existence is this?

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 Inside Yuanyang City.

 A carriage walked quietly, heading towards the gambling house ahead.

 In a carriage.

Wu Tiancheng had a plain face and was wearing a gray robe. He picked up the tea that had just been brewed and enjoyed the careful massage from several maids. An indescribable sense of satisfaction instantly came to his heart.

 He is old and should have retired long ago.

Although he has a Holy Spirit-level cultivation, the injuries he suffered when he was young were so severe that his body has not yet fully recovered.

 Appears to be the Holy Spirit, but in fact it can only exert half of its combat power at most.

 Fortunately, he climbed onto the prince's high branch.

The prince did not dislike his old age and gave him extremely generous treatment, which kept him away from the days of licking blood from the edge of a knife.

 Thinking about the fact that he had just found a spiritual field for the prince not long ago, he couldn't help but smile.

 That spiritual field is truly unprecedented!

 The richness of the soil inside is beyond imagination.

 The rate of successful drug production is as high as 80%.

 With this spiritual field, from now on, the treatment for these Holy Spirit-level powerhouses will be even better!

 At least the amount of Huangji Pill every month will be increased by half.

 Perhaps his injuries will gradually recover.

Looking at his slightly white palms, he smiled slightly.

These palms haven’t killed anyone in a long time.

 “Manager Wu, the gambling shop has arrived.”

 The voice of the groom came from outside.

 “Stop.”

Wu Tiancheng said calmly.

 “Yes, Manager Wu.”

 The carriage listens quietly.

Outside the gambling house, the shopkeeper and some waiters had been waiting respectfully for a long time, looking at Wu Tiancheng with flattery and flattery on their faces.

In addition to them, there are also the gang leaders in charge of the gambling houses here and other key gang members, all listed here.

 “Guanshi Wu, you are here.”

Sun Yun, the leader of the Iron Sword Gang who is in charge of the gambling house here, said with a flattering smile.

 “Well, let’s play with both hands.”

Wu Tiancheng clasped his hands behind his back.

 “Okay, welcome, welcome.”

Gongsun Yun smiled quickly.

 Regardless of Wu Tiancheng's status in the Prince's Mansion, his status as a Holy Spirit-level powerhouse alone is worthy of his currying favor at all costs.

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"is it him?"

At the tea stall not far away, Yang Fang spoke coldly and looked at Wu Tiancheng who had just walked towards the carriage.

“Yes, it’s him, he’s the prince’s man, he’s the one who forced us to do this.”

 The Dixing tribesman was extremely frightened and had already been controlled by Yang Fang with poison, so he spoke.

Yang Fang looked at the other party coldly.

Looking at his figure, he should be the one who wooed him last time.

After he failed to win over him last time, the medicine field he left outside the city was uprooted.

I didn’t expect it would be him again this time!

Yang Fang casually threw down two coins, put on a red mask, stood up, and suddenly rushed out, rushing directly towards Wu Tiancheng.

ˆ···

Wu Tiancheng looked satisfied and felt extremely happy in his heart.

As he gets older, he especially likes the feeling of being surrounded by people and being surrounded by stars, perhaps out of nostalgia for his youth.

While walking, Wu Tiancheng's expression suddenly changed, he trembled, and quickly turned back.

A black shadow was like lightning, rushing forward in an instant and punching out.

"who?!"

Wu Tiancheng looked frightened, shouted, and hurriedly waved his arm to slap Yang Fang directly.

 Everyone around him was shocked and unable to react at all.

boom!

The sound is dull.

With a face-to-face encounter, Wu Tiancheng's arm that was bent to resist exploded instantly, his bones cracked open inch by inch, blood spurted out from his mouth, and his body flew backwards. Before he could land, the black shadow shot out again, and he punched out again.

boom!

 This time, he punched him directly between the eyebrows.

The terrifying power tore through his body-protecting energy in an instant, and his eyebrows exploded on the spot. His whole head exploded like a watermelon.

The headless corpse continued to fly upside down and hit the gambling house hard, smashing the tables into pieces.

 After one move, the black shadow turned around and disappeared quickly.

 Only Gongsun Yun and a group of Iron Sword Gang masters were left, with faces full of horror and disbelief.

 “Kill someone!”

 “Someone, come quickly!”

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