I Became a Martial Saint In Another World

Chapter 39 Assassination in the middle of the night, chaos intensifies (!)

 The whole afternoon passed.

 Doctor Wang's mouth went dry as he spoke.

If an ordinary person had asked him for advice like this, he would have walked away long ago. How could he talk so much nonsense with the other person?

But now it was their shopkeeper who was asking, and he had to answer, otherwise he would still want to hang out here in the future.

“Well, Doctor Wang has worked hard for you today. Let’s have a cup of tea before leaving.”

Yang Fang finished asking for advice, smiled, and poured tea for Dr. Wang himself.

"The shopkeeper is so polite. You are so polite."

 Doctor Wang quickly stood up.

 At Yang Fang's repeated invitations, Doctor Wang still drank the tea prepared by Yang Fang.

 Next, Doctor Wang stopped staying and started to leave.

As soon as Doctor Wang left, Yang Fang began to carefully arrange several recipes.

 There are four prescriptions in total.

These are the kind of prescriptions that appear to be tonics but actually turn into extremely poisonous when eaten.

And he also thought that Doctor Wang had asked, once these prescriptions are mixed together, the toxicity will not be reduced, but will increase again.

 Half an hour later.

 Finally, Yang Fang prepared these poisons completely.

 The pot where the medicine was boiled was dark, and an unspeakable pungent smell filled the air.

He has also added the red crane crown and arsenic.

 A whole jar of liquid, sticky and looks like a puddle of black sesame paste.

Yang Fang was cautious, took out a steel needle, carefully dipped some in the jar, and then observed it in his hand.

“Can this thing have an impact on high-level powerful people?”

 It’s a pity that he couldn’t find anyone to try.

 Poof!

Yang Fang shook his hand and the steel needle flew out, hitting the wooden window seven or eight meters away and sinking directly into it.

With the proficiency panel available, in three days, he had initially mastered the method of launching hidden weapons.

Although the accuracy still needs to be improved, there is no problem at all when shooting into a human body from a distance of seven to eight meters.

Yang Fang walked over, pulled out his long sword, took out the steel needle again, and then looked at the panel in front of him again.

Name: Yang Fang

 Life expectancy: 21/50 years

Cultivation level: third grade (100/120)

  Mind Method: Yang Yan Jue Dacheng (713/840)

 Martial skills: Mastery of Thirteen Gale Swords (30/300), Mastery of the Shadowless Sword (200/1200), Entering the House with the Great Cloak and Staff (200/500), Introduction to the Snow Stepping Skill (100/200)

 Skills: Master of Blacksmithing (1/800), Introduction to Hidden Weapons (240/300), Introduction to Poison Making (30/200)

 Qualifications: High potential (1/60)

Since the skills have not broken through the realm, the qualifications have not changed.

“In two days at most, I should be able to reach the fourth level.”

Yang Fang secretly said.

 He began to quench the remaining poison needles one by one, arranged them on the table, and waited to dry.

In addition, he took out a towel, dipped it in the poison, and wiped it on his sword repeatedly.

 After wiping it, he seemed to feel that it was not safe, so he directly inserted the entire sword into the medicine jar and soaked it.

“Even if it doesn’t kill the fourth-level master, it will definitely have a huge impact on the opponent!”

Yang Fang said to himself.

 He walked onto the bed and began to rest.

 The night is dark.

 Unknowingly, it was late at night.

Waves of strange fragrance suddenly filled the room.

 Somewhat similar to sandalwood, making people sleepy.

Yang Fang, who had just fallen asleep, frowned slightly, suddenly opened his eyes, and was shocked!

 Wrong!

This is the incense!

who?

 He sat up suddenly from the bed.

The slight sound of fiddling with the door bolt sounded directly outside the door, but the man seemed to have noticed the movement in the room, and simply stopped fiddling with it. Instead, he broke the door bolt with a palm, and his body was like a black shadow, and he suddenly rushed into the room.

Clang!

 The long sword at the waist was unsheathed, like the bright cold light of snow.

The person who came was dressed in black, but without saying a word, he quickly stabbed Yang Fang between the eyebrows with a sword.

He originally just wanted to stun the other person, get some money and leave, but he didn't expect that this guy was so vigilant and actually stayed awake the whole time.

 In this case, you can only blame the other party for your misfortune.

 Send you to see the King of Hell!

Yang Fang's expression changed, and he quickly touched the steel needle at the head of the bed that had not yet been quenched with poison and quickly fired it towards the opponent. At the same time, his body rolled and he quickly reached for the long sword at the end of the bed.

 Someone actually committed a murder late at night?

Ding ding ding ding!

A burst of crisp sounds came out.

The long sword in the opponent's hand was extremely flexible and as fast as lightning. It was as if it had come alive. It made all the more than ten steel needles fired by Yang Fang fly backwards.

Judging from this point alone, the other party’s cultivation level is absolutely terrifying!

 At least level three or higher.

You must know that the room is extremely dark and you can't see your fingers. To be able to pick a flying steel needle in this situation, the opponent's vision and reaction ability have reached an incredible level.

"die!"

After the opponent flew away more than ten steel needles, he let out a low shout and continued to stab Yang Fang's body at high speed.

Yang Fang had already touched the long sword, and without any explanation, he immediately used the shadowless sword to quickly attack the opponent's body.

 Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang!

  Sparks flew and the sound was harsh.

It’s like two groups of cold lights intertwined.

The two men's swordsmanship reached the extreme, shaking all the tables, chairs and benches in the room to pieces. The opponent's strong internal force directly made Yang Fang's arms numb.

Yang Fang was frightened.

 Fourth grade!

 This is definitely a fourth-level master.

 I have reached the peak of the third level. Who else can make me feel like this except the fourth level master?

Unknown to everyone, the other party was equally shocked.

He just pried open a house at random, how could he be such a master?

The opponent's swordsmanship is simply miraculous.

If it weren’t for his profound internal strength, the long sword would have been released long ago!

Suddenly, the body of the man in black twisted and turned into a shadow. It became incredible, just like a pool of liquid that could change its shape at will and hit Yang Fang again.

Yang Fang stabbed with his sword again, and this time it penetrated directly through the opponent's body.

At this moment, it was as if the opponent's body had completely turned into a 'shadow', completely powerless. Without even thinking about it, he quickly retreated while using his sword skills to the extreme to protect his whole body.

The shadow sneered and rushed over quickly, as if it had merged with the surrounding darkness.

 Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang!

The sound is light and crisp, with sparks flying.

Yang Fang was struck by several swords in an instant.

His heart was horrified, and his hair stood on end. If the soft armor hadn't been taken off before, he would definitely be dead now.

 What kind of body method is this?

At this time, the man in black also noticed something strange about Yang Fang. He suddenly twisted his body, changed his technique again, and stabbed Yang Fang between his eyebrows and throat.

Yang Fang wielded his sword skills so airtight that it was like a rain of swords, tightly covering the vital parts. At the same time, his body quickly stepped back, grabbed the jar of highly toxic liquid with his palm, and threw it directly towards the black shadow in front of him. past.

As expected, the jar of highly toxic liquid penetrated directly through the black shadow in front of him.

Yang Fang took the opportunity to grab the poisonous needles placed in front of the table again, and fired them at the black shadow in front of him, densely packed, like countless raindrops.

Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!

Facing the dense poisonous needles, the opponent obviously cannot easily dodge, so he can only swing his long sword to sweep away all the poisonous needles.

With the help of sporadic sparks generated between the long sword and the poisonous needle, Yang Fang finally captured the opponent's body. He gritted his teeth and rushed out quickly. He used the snow-stepping skill and stabbed directly at the opponent's body with a sword.

The opponent had just blocked a series of poisonous needles when he saw Yang Fang coming. He felt angry and swayed past, directly facing Yang Fang, vowing to cut this kid into pieces with a thousand knives to vent his hatred.

Unexpectedly, his long sword just touched Yang Fang. Yang Fang raised his left hand, and a large number of poisonous needles flew out, shooting towards the shadow he turned into.

This man was so frightened that he quickly used his body skills to the extreme, twisting and folding quickly, but he was still hit directly by two or three poisonous needles. He groaned and his body shape also slowed down a lot.

Yang Fang heard a muffled groan and walked with the sword, extremely fast.

With a pop, blood splattered, and one of the opponent's arms was cut off on the spot.

The man in black was so frightened that he didn't dare to deal with him anymore. He quickly turned around and stormed away.

 But just as he rushed out, his vision suddenly turned black and he almost fell to the ground.

 “Poison?”

Yang Fang stepped on the snow and rushed out quickly. Without any explanation, the long sword directly enveloped the opponent's body.

"you!"

Puff puff!

He was hit with several swords all over his body in an instant, and Yang Fang struck him in the vital part. The last sword pierced the back of his heart. His eyes widened, revealing his deep unwillingness. He fell to the ground and died miserably.

Yang Zhang gasped for air, feeling frightened.

 Fourth level master!

I actually met a strange fourth-grade master tonight!

 Nearly killed by the opponent.

 Chapter 3 is here!

Looking for further reading!

 (End of this chapter)