Traveling across the globe for the first time

In order to speed up his cultivation, Zhang Haoran can't control so much now.

He was also trying to control this murderous intention from leaking out of the Grandmaster Tower.

It is a bit difficult to only focus on the practice pile in front of you, but it is worth trying.

If you can only lock on one person during a battle and prevent others around you from sensing the murderous intention, the enemy's support may be slower.

This time Zhang Haoran stayed in seclusion for a longer time, but everyone knew that he was practicing in seclusion, so no one came to disturb him.

In Zhang Haoran's grandmaster tower, strong fluctuations of energy and blood have been surging. He has been accumulating strength, so the fluctuations of energy and blood will naturally not be small.

Although he had tried his best to restrain himself, people who walked a hundred meters into the Grandmaster Tower could still clearly sense this murderous intention.

However, as time goes by, the murderous intent around the Grandmaster Tower is gradually decreasing.

By the fifth day, the murderous intent outside the Grandmaster Tower had completely disappeared. Even if you passed by the tower, you would not feel anything unusual.

This is the result of Zhang Haoran's efforts to control these days. He has now been able to shrink the qi he spreads to a very small range.

In the process, he improved his control over his power.

On September 9th, the gates of the Demonic Martial Arts School were opened wide, and a group of resurrected warriors were ushered in. This was all tricked by Fang Ping.

Since Zhang Haoran had been practicing, no one came to notify him to greet him.

But he didn't go, but Fang Ping quickly came over.

Zhang Haoran's sixth forging of the golden body is now more than half completed. There is no problem in reaching the seventh forging before the war.

He sensed that the spiritual barrier outside the Grandmaster Tower was touched, and knew that someone was looking for him.

"come in!"

Soon, Fang Ping came to the room where he practiced, but Zhang Haoran did not stop practicing.

Because the way he is practicing now, he cannot stop immediately if he wants to.

"Senior Brother Zhang, what are you doing?"

Fang Ping entered the Central Master Tower and followed the induction to the practice room.

At this time, he saw Zhang Haoran, holding the scabbard in one hand and the hilt in the other, bowing slightly and staring at the practice pile in front of him.

Moreover, wounds continued to appear on the exposed parts of the body, including the cheeks and neck, which were quickly repaired by the immortal substance.

As soon as Fang Ping came in, Zhang Haoran changed his target to Fang Ping.

This immediately gave him a creepy feeling, which was a hundred times stronger than the murderous intention he had sensed outside the Grandmaster Tower before.

He locked Fang Ping, scaring him was just one aspect, and he felt that speaking to a person from the side was awkward and a bit disrespectful.

Seeing Fang Ping's alert look on his face and beads of sweat starting to form on his forehead, he explained: "The war is about to begin. Isn't this just to speed up my cultivation?

In this way, by constantly being injured and repaired, the speed of forging the golden body will be much faster.

Tell me, why did you come to me? "

After listening to his explanation, Fang Ping knew that this was not directed at him, and he was relieved.

However, being locked in this way made Fang Ping feel uncomfortable all the time.

A strong sense of crisis lingered in his heart, making him feel like he would die by the sword at any time.

Fang Ping was now certain that once Zhang Haoran drew his sword, he would definitely die, and he finally understood how big the gap between the two was.

Fang Ping looked at the wounds that kept appearing on his body and face, and his scalp felt numb. With so many wounds, it was almost like being cut into pieces with a thousand cuts. At the same time, he was very impressed.

This is not just a short time, it has been maintained for many days. Zhang Haoran is very powerful, but he has also put in several times the hard work of others.

However, remembering the purpose of his trip, he still stammered: "Senior Brother Zhang, can't you stop now?

Wait until I finish telling you, then you can practice again. "

Zhang Haoran still locked on Fang Ping and explained: "I can't stop for the time being. Even if I start to stop now, it will take a few minutes to end this state.

Didn't you see that I have been maintaining my energy storage? If you force the move back, the backlash will be too great.

Just put it like that, what's going on? "

Fang Ping was breaking out in cold sweat, and the sense of being locked in was getting stronger and stronger, and now a slideshow started playing in front of his eyes.

Fang Ping didn't want to stay here any longer and said quickly: "Our Mowu has recruited eight resurrected warriors from Zhenxing City as teachers this time.

These eight people are all Grandmasters, three more than the standard you set for me. "

"Well, very good! You want a reward, right? Then you have to wait a moment and I will give it to you after I finish practicing. You shouldn't be in a hurry!"

Of course, Fang Ping's purpose was not just to inform him and get a reward.

If that's the case, he just ran away after saying a few words. Why bother watching cartoons here?

Fang Ping wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and continued: "The intention of Principal Wu and the masters is that if you are fine, go and meet everyone now.

After all, they just arrived today, so we have to follow the basic etiquette. "

When Zhang Haoran heard what Fang Ping said, he didn't think too much. Anyway, he didn't need much time to practice.

Besides, he had been in seclusion for many days, and he was indeed a little bored. He might as well go out for a walk, so he said casually: "Okay, you wait here for me for a few minutes, I will stop now."

After saying that, he began to withdraw his attacks, and the wounds on his body and face appeared more densely.

However, when he stopped the move, he also canceled the lock state, which made Fang Ping let out a long sigh.

When he was locked up just now, he always felt like he was about to die.

If it continues, the cartoon will almost become a TV series.

After a few minutes, Zhang Haoran finally finished the attack, and there were no more wounds on his body.

With a thought, he used his mental power to condense the dirt and residual blood on his body into a small ball. When he shook it in his hand, it turned into nothingness.

Fang Ping was quite impressed when he saw his actions. He couldn't control this kind of power.

Zhang Haoran walked towards the outside of the Grandmaster Tower and asked casually: "Okay, let's go, where is he?"

"Oh, I have arranged for those resurrected warriors to go to the conference room on the top floor of the martial arts building.

Principal Wu is introducing the situation of our Mowu to them. "

Fang Ping quickly followed up and said, "Senior Brother Zhang, although your cultivation method is fast, it is too rough.

And it takes several minutes for you to take the move. What if an enemy attacks? "

Zhang Haoran glanced at Fang Ping with caring eyes, and said calmly: "If an enemy attacks, why should I take any chances?

Wouldn't it be over if I just slashed through it with one sword? I have been preparing for more than ten days. With this sword strike, even a ninth-grade expert can be killed instantly. "

The two of them talked and arrived at the conference room on the top floor of the martial arts building. Zhang Haoran opened the door and walked in. He saw a dozen masters sitting in the room.

In addition to the Mowu people, there were eight unfamiliar faces. I think these were the resurrected warriors that Fang Ping had tricked.

Zhang Haoran stepped forward slowly and solemnly performed a martial arts salute: "Welcome to Mowu, I am Zhang Haoran."