Becoming stronger starts with punching 100 million times

The Lord of Feitian Mansion, that is, the Lord of Feitian City, Cheng Feihong was sitting on a high chair, listening to the report of the general Feitian below.

"Mansion Master, I just got the news that thousands of people from the Three Scars Fist Sect have entered Feitian City. I don't know what they want to do for the time being. I heard that their sect suffered a landslide and was submerged, so their sect wants to return to normal. A piece of blessed land for the sect, their sect master Mu Yazi said, he would go to Feijianmen to borrow a place to develop the sect."

"Hahaha! Hahaha!" 40-year-old Cheng Feihong laughed until the wrinkles on his face squeezed together, "This is really the funniest joke I've heard in recent years. That Muyazi is not old-fashioned, right? It will be ruined, and he actually wants to ask Feijianmen for a piece of land, he really has the guts, has he ever said anything in exchange?"

Cheng Sijin, one of the top ten generals of the Feitian Mansion kneeling on the ground, shook his head: "No."

Cheng Feihong continued to laugh and said: "Many years ago, this Muyazi had a relationship with me. Did he pretend to give advice at the time? I didn't expect it. The way of heaven is reincarnation, and now Muyazi has destroyed even the sect. Well, seeing how old Muyazi is, it's not easy, so let them stay in the city for one night, and find some flying soldiers to drive them out tomorrow, or else thousands of them will wander around the city in a group , sooner or later there will be problems.”

"Report the city lord!"

At this time, a soldier wearing a majestic golden armor was imposing, and he was not an ordinary soldier at first glance.

These are soldiers from Feitian Mansion, and every soldier has at least awakened a king-level weapon soul!

A strong man who has awakened a king-level weapon soul can only serve as a soldier in Feitian Mansion. It is conceivable how powerful Feitian Mansion is.

After all, Feitian Mansion has the resources of the entire city, so it is very easy to cultivate a powerful army.

Cheng Feihong said in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

The mansion soldier knelt on the ground with a funny expression on his face and said, "I want to tell the mansion master that Wu Yazi, the head of the Sanshangquan sect, brought thousands of people to the gate of the city mansion, saying that he wanted to spend the night overnight."

what?

what? !

Cheng Feihong couldn't help laughing again.

This Muyazi really doesn't even want his old face anymore.

How did he have the nerve to find himself a place to stay.

A sect that has been passed down for thousands of years has been destroyed in his hands, and yet he still has the face to come to me for a night, hahaha, it's so interesting.

In the lobby, the other top ten city generals couldn't help laughing.

One of the generals of the city government suggested: "Mansion Master, the Sanshangquan sect is in trouble now, why don't we lend a helping hand, and then accept their sect as our vassal sect."

Cheng Feihong quickly waved his hand: "Unlucky! What's the use of us accepting this three-injury boxing and third-rate small sect, and we have to provide food and lodging for a thousand people, four gold, you go out and tell Wu Yazi that the city is full and there is no room for it." Stay here, let them find a street by themselves, sleep for a night, don’t worry, our guards will not drive them away, just treat it as a friendship many years ago.”

Cheng Sijin held back his laughter and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, Palace Master! I'm going to drive these shameless guys away!"

After speaking, Cheng Sijin puffed up his chest and led twenty elite guards to the door, ready to tease these people.

Chapter 745 Don't You Want To Live?

Boom boom boom!

The huge five-meter-high iron gate slowly opened.

Fang Mo fixed his eyes and saw that a young man wearing armor and holding a long sword rushed out with hundreds of majestic soldiers and surrounded Fang Mo, Mu Yazi, Mu Lingzi and thousands of other disciples .

That's right!

This is confidence.

The soldiers of the Feitian Mansion are one against a hundred, and this is the territory of the Feitian Mansion.

Even if there were only hundreds of people, Fang Mo was surrounded by thousands of people.

Cheng Sijin swept away these down-and-out Sanshangquan disciples, and Hong Sheng said: "Who is the master of Sanshangquan! Stand up!"

Wu Yazi looked at Fang Mo, meaning to let Fang Mo stand up.

Fang Mo glanced at Wu Yazi, meaning, you are the head of the sect, you go out.

Wu Yazi had no choice but to bite the bullet, he had to bear the pressure even at his age, and stepped forward and said, "I am the master of the Three Injuries Fist, Wu Yazi!"

Cheng Sijin looked at Wu Yazi, and felt the strong fluctuation of soul power from Wu Yazi. Cheng Sijin's strength was only at the second level of the dragon level, so facing Wu Yazi at the fifth level of the dragon level, Cheng Sijin also felt a little pressure.

However, this is the territory of the Feitian Mansion, and this little pressure will soon disappear.

With great confidence, Cheng Sijin raised his voice and said, "Oh? You are Wu Yazi?! I heard that your Sanshangquan sect has been disbanded?"

Wu Yazi's face immediately became gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "Our Sanshangquan sect only destroyed the buildings because of the mountain avalanche. Although the sect's buildings collapsed, our sect still stands!"

Cheng Sijin held back his smile: "It's really courageous! As expected, I'm curious. Since the base of your Sanshangquan sect has collapsed, you still haven't disbanded. What do you guys want to do when you come out?"

Wu Yazi said neither humble nor overbearing: "Let's go to Feijianmen!"

Cheng Sijin suddenly realized: "I see, you all see Feijianmen as one of the five sects in the world, and you want to go to Feijianmen, haha! Senior Wu Yazi, I call you senior because you are so old. It's not easy, let me tell you the truth, don't say that your Sanshangquan sect is just a third-rate sect, even if you are some famous sects, if you want to join the Feijian sect, others may not accept it. I set strict standards for accepting disciples!"

Wu Yazi was at a loss for words for a moment, not knowing what to say.

He can't say, we are not going to Feijianmen, we are going to Feijianmen to borrow a mountain!

Borrow the mountain to set up another mountain and start a new stove!

Seeing that Wu Yazi didn't speak, Cheng Sijin thought that Wu Yazi had been hit, and then said: "However, you don't have to be disappointed. I see that although your Sanshangquan sect is a third-rate sect, there are indeed many people with good disciples. , It seems that I have practiced since I was a child, how about this, our Feitian City is also beckoning to guard, why don't you sign up for the Sanshangquan sect, of course, we only accept capable people, like these, you can't see it at first glance. We don't want people with soul power."

What Cheng Sijin said was Fang Mo, because Fang Mo didn't look like a person from this soul world.

People in the tool soul world have a strong tool soul, and the tool soul will emit soul power.

Even if it's just a little bit.

Experienced and powerful people can also use this bit of soul power to guess the opponent's strength.

But Cheng Sijin saw that Fang Mo didn't exude soul power at all, but was standing parallel to Wu Yazi, thinking that Wu Yazi was also stupid, even beckoning such a disciple, no wonder the sect would be disbanded.

Wu Yazi became angry: "My lord, what you say is too much! After all, our Sanshangquan sect is also a sect that has been passed down for thousands of years, how could it be possible for you to be your guard!"

Cheng Sijin laughed loudly: "Hahaha! What a grand sect! They have fallen to this point, yet they dare to look down on the guards of our Feitian City! The guard status of our Feitian City is better than you homeless beggars!"

"Who are you calling a beggar!"

"What do you mean!!"

"If you don't take us in, we won't take you in. What are you doing with your yin and yang vibes!"

Many disciples of the Three Injuries Fist School were also full of blood, and they all cursed.

And the guards of Feitian Mansion showed their weapons one after another, all long swords emitting golden light, the weakest ones are also ghost level, most of them are king level.

And the disciples of the Three Injuries Fist School don't have weapons, their weapons are fists, and their strength is relatively weak.

In comparison, the momentum is weaker by three points.

At this time, Fang Mo finally spoke: "I think the guards are also good."

Cheng Sijin's eyes lit up, and he took a high look at Fang Mo: "Oh, this little brother is still knowledgeable about current affairs and is a talent. Of course, our guards in Feitian City are good. They have food and shelter, which is better than your vagabonds!"

"Who are you talking about wandering! We are going to Feijianmen to occupy the top of the mountain!"

"Exactly! Our sect has a peerless genius who is rare in ten thousand years, and our sect will definitely become the most powerful sect in the world!"

The disciples of the Three Injury Fist shouted unconvinced.

Fuweimen of Feitian Mansion laughed exaggeratedly.

These people are really desperate. They broke the pot and said that they are going to Feijianmen to occupy the top of the mountain. Haha, this is really a big joke.

Although Feijianmen occupies countless mountains, there are many caves and blessed places.

Many sects are jealous.

There used to be many sects who wanted to dig out a piece of meat from Feijianmen.

But all sects that coveted the mountain peak of Feijianmen were basically eliminated by Feijianmen in seconds.

Cheng Sijin said to the other party: "Boy! I think you are a person who understands current affairs. You will immediately announce that you will leave the Sanshangquan sect and become the gatekeeper of our Feitian Mansion. No, no, I think you are pleasing to the eye, so I will break it." For example, you can become a reserve soldier of the Futian Mansion. This is a great opportunity, boy, do you know how precious the number of guards in our Feitian Mansion is! The whole Feitian City wants to become the mansion of the Feitian Mansion. Wei, but there is no chance, now the opportunity is in front of you, do you agree or not!"

Cheng Sijin felt that his hand was really clever.

Gouging people directly in front of the head of the Sanshangquan sect.

Seeing that this kid has no soul power, he should be a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, and eats and waits for death.

It happened to be possible to poach this kid away, and then let the other disciples of the Three-Shangquan Sect have a look. Now, as long as he is willing to leave the Three-Shangquan Sect, he can enjoy very good benefits.

Although Cheng Sijin is arrogant, he is not stupid. He knows that the Sanshangquan school is indeed an ancient school that has been passed down for thousands of years. Although many things must be outdated, there must be many things worth learning. It is rare to see a fist as an instrument soul, maybe you can take its essence and learn it.

That's why Cheng Sijin wanted to find more disciples of Sanshangquan.

Fang Mo smiled at the corner of his mouth and snorted: "Mansion guard? What is that thing, what I said just now is that since the guard is so good, why don't you come as the guard instead of me as the mansion master?"

Clang clang!

Hundreds of guards all activated their weapon souls, and their long swords were golden and generous, with a chilling aura. Obviously these guards were angry.

Cheng Sijin was even more furious, and couldn't believe it and looked at the boy who had no soul power in front of him: "What did you say?! Don't you want to live! We are the master of Feitian Mansion, a boy like you can covet it!!"

Chapter 746 The Courage

Fang Mo said with an innocent face: "But I just want to be the Palace Master. If I don't become the Palace Master, there will be no place for us disciples to sleep. It's fine if you don't become the Palace Master. You go in and report to your Palace Master. For a moment, just say that our brothers from Sanshangquan are here as guests, prepare meals and rooms to welcome us, then we will only stay for one night and leave tomorrow!"

Rumble!

Rumble!

Cheng Sijin only felt the thunderbolt.

Cheng Sijin stared at Fang Mo with wide eyes, wondering how there could be such an ignorant guy in this world.

"Hahaha!" Cheng Sijin laughed, "I understand, you are here to die today! Boy, you'd better kneel on the ground right now, take back what you just said, apologize to me and admit your mistake, and I will leave you with a whole body corpse, or I will kill you all!!"

Fang Mo shook his head: "Hey, what a pity, you missed the chance to survive!"

Cheng Sijin couldn't bear it anymore, it was too arrogant.

"Kill me!"

Hundreds of guards, generous soul power, activate the sword soul!

Each of these guards is a master.

I saw that after they activated their tool souls, the swords in their hands might turn into flaming swords!Or turn into a frost sword!Or turn into a lightning sword!

It also turned into a tiger!

Some also turned into wild wolves!

Fang Mo doesn't need to do anything.

Mu Yazi, Mu Lingzi and the other disciples of Sanshangquan all joined the battle.

After all, Mu Yazi is also a dragon-level fifth-order powerhouse.

A set of three wound punches, everyone, every day, every day!Blast it out!

break!

Pong pong pong!

The weapons of hundreds of soldiers were all smashed to pieces.

Fang Mo nodded and gave a thumbs up: "Not bad! Xiaoyazi."

Mu Yazi, who is nearly 80 years old, is called Xiao Yazi by Fang Mo, and he always finds it strange.

When Cheng Sijin saw that the opposite head actually made a move, he was furious: "Mu Yazi! You are a majestic head, and you dare to do it! Do it on the site of our Feitian City, at the gate of Feitian Mansion! Good! You wait! You wait! Today I will let you go and never return! The whole army is wiped out!"

After speaking, Cheng Sijin wanted to run away.

Unexpectedly, Fang Mo, who was elusive, directly blocked his way.

Cheng Sijin's eyes were bloodshot, and he held a dark golden long sword aloft. After all, he was also a strong second-level dragon.

Cheng Sijin's long sword looked like a snake baring its teeth, opening its bloody mouth to devour Fang Mo.

"You little smasher dares to block me!!" Cheng Sijin roared ferociously.

Fang Mo raised his hand and punched him!

Pong!

Crisp!

Fang Mo didn't even need to use the Three Injuries Fist.

Fang Mo only used the most common punch, even a trace of soul power was useless!

One punch!