I run a cram school in the realm of self-cultivation

The screams echoed above the sky, floating in the sky.The sea water poured in again, blocking everyone's sight.

Fang He stood there for a while, and after waiting for a while, he finally saw the sea water receding again.There was nothing above, people and soldiers disappeared together.

The sky is still dark, and the war just now seems to have never happened.Someone next to him taunted in a low voice: "Another outsider who is overconfident."

foreigner.Fang He recited these three words silently in his heart, then turned to look at the man.He couldn't feel the aura on the man's body. When the aura passed over him, he was swallowed by an invisible force, leaving no armor left.

The man seemed to be aware of it, and looked at Fang He fiercely.The breath in his whole body began to surge, and the bright red bloody air surged in the air.He sneered and slapped Fang He without saying a word.

Menacing, exceptionally unreasonable.

Fang He moved his footsteps and missed the palm.As the wind and sand walked among the rocks, there was a clearly visible and unfathomable palm print where Fang He was originally standing.

boom--

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

Fang He quickly tapped his left hand, and the low-grade spirit stone hidden in his palm turned into spirit energy at this moment.He simply constructed a prison in his mind, and then firmly trapped the opposite person in place, unable to move.

There was no one on the street, except for a few figures speeding past in the distance.The city gate was empty, and no new soldiers had been added yet.

Fang He took a step forward and asked in a low voice, "What's your name?"

The other party replied cautiously: "Du Quan."

"What are you wearing?" Fang He continued to ask.His eyes were immediately attracted by the clothes on Du's body.

The other party's clothes are as hard as armor, and the breath is ancient and profound, as if it is integrated with this city.The sword cut it without leaving any traces.What surprised Fang He the most was that there was no sign of forging on it at all, as if it had always been like this.

Du Quan's broad nostrils fluttered slightly, and he let out a mocking sound.As soon as the taunt fell, he felt that the world began to compress, and the surrounding air began to decrease. Soon, he felt that he couldn't breathe, and he felt suffocated.

His vision began to blur, and he struggled to open his eyes, staring angrily at the person opposite.

Fang He was still smiling, his expression unchanged, as if he couldn't see that the light blue phantom in the sky began to shrink gradually, and was about to be further compressed.

Finally, a painful voice came from the opposite side: "I say, I say!"

After he uttered these four words, Du Quan could clearly feel that the originally narrow and cramped space suddenly brightened up, the air began to flow, and even the feeling of suffocation disappeared.

The other party didn't even lift a finger to get him to such a point!

Du Quan's chest rose and fell violently, and the air flowed into his nostrils. He coughed violently and looked at Fang He with fear in his eyes: "This is living in an underground city. This clothes resists gravity. Every night, the people in the city The temperature will drop suddenly, the gravity will be several times higher than usual, and it will be difficult to walk. Basically everyone who has lived here for a long time will have such a thing.”

Du Quan was afraid that Fang He would attack again, so he told everything here without waiting for Fang He to ask.

"Each of us has been instructed to kill an outsider when we see one outsider recently. If there are soldiers defending the city, it will increase the conflict between you and the soldiers."

Therefore, just now the other party recklessly killed him.

Fang He asked curiously: "Why?"

Du Quan hesitated for a moment, struggling with how to answer, when he felt the suffocating feeling that life was worse than death enveloped him again.He wailed, and couldn't care about anything else: "In three days' time, it will be the day of inheritance. As long as you stand at the highest position on the city wall, you will receive the best inheritance."

"But the number of inheritances is limited, and not everyone will get the inheritance. In order to prevent foreigners from occupying the places, we must kill you when you are unprepared."

When he finished speaking, Du Quan secretly observed Fang He's expression.Seeing the thoughtful face of the other party, a flash of resentment flashed in his eyes.The power of blood and energy in his body began to work quietly, trying to break free from the restraint secretly.

Fang He continued to ask, as if he hadn't noticed it, "Then what are you practicing?"

There is no spiritual power here, but Du Quan's first attacking palm is very powerful, like another cultivation system.

"For the power of blood, practice at sunset and end at sunrise." Du Quan replied slowly.He could feel the sense of restraint on his body getting lighter and lighter, as long as he was given another incense stick of time, he could escape.By the time……

He is going to smash the outsider in front of him to pieces!

"Thank you!"

Du Quan was still thinking about the next scene, when he saw a ruler in the right hand of the person standing opposite him out of thin air.The opponent's ruler scratched his neck, and his skin felt a sharp tingling, and hot blood sprayed on the ground.

Du Quan's head flew out from his neck and rolled around, his eyes were wide open, as if he couldn't believe what happened before him.

Fang He glanced at the model built in the air.The light blue bracket on the rear of the model has been corroded and broken.

"This blood is really powerful." Fang He clicked his tongue twice, and looked down at his ruler.There was no fresh blood on the ruler, only a few traces of red blood lingering and clinging, and the cold breath passed along the ruler to his palm.

Fang He pointed the ruler at the ground and shook it.The originally emerald green withered grass on the ground faded green at this moment and turned into withered grass.

"It's really dangerous." Fang He muttered in his heart, while squatting down and taking off the clothes Du was wearing all over his body.The cleaner burns to clean the blood and stains on it.

Fang He took off his white robe and put on this one.As soon as he put on this dress, he felt an invisible pressure between the sky and the earth, and it was extremely difficult to move his hands and feet.

This is like the oppression of gravity on the human body!

Fang He licked his lips, exerted enough strength to stand up, and moved his steps to take a step forward.He could feel his calf tremble when his foot touched the ground.He lowered his height, supported himself with difficulty, and walked forward step by step.

Fang He looked up at the sky and practiced for about three or four hours before he fully adapted to the gravity.Walking on the road, although it's not as fast as the wind, but at least it's smoother.

At this moment, the sky has darkened, a blood moon hangs in the sky, and there is a reddish mist around it.Unknown birds were calling outside the city walls, and lights lit up on both sides of the street.

Fang He casually walked into a restaurant.

There was a scattered group of people in the restaurant, and the waiting waiter chatted leisurely with the people around him.Seeing Fang He coming in, he skillfully threw the sweat towel on the table, wiped the table, bent down and asked:

"What do you want, sir?"

Fang He raised his head and met Xiao Er's eyes.He froze for a moment, the kindly smiling face in front of him was the face he saw in the sky when he entered the city gate.

He lowered his eyes slightly, ordered a pot of tea, and saw the other party running errands skillfully, shouting loudly what he ordered.Soon, he filled Fang He with a pot of hot tea from the back kitchen.

Fang He drank his tea and observed his surroundings through the curling tea mist.The blood on the guests who came to the restaurant was very strong, and they could smell the blood on them from more than a dozen seats.Especially at night, when the light red moonlight came in from the window, there was a bright red mist swimming around them.

During the period, two or three travel-worn monks broke in. When they first smelled the bloody smell, their expressions tensed up instantly, but even though they were so cautious, they did not escape in the end.The guests who killed the three monks were full of blood, and their strength was much stronger than before.

Fang He lowered his head and lowered his eyes, and took a sip from the rim of his cup.Du Quan didn't say everything. Apart from the reason of the day of inheritance, when people in the city kill outsiders, there is another point that their cultivation will increase by killing people.

The entrance of the restaurant was in a mess, with blood slowly flowing across the floor.The people around were not surprised, even the shop waiter stepped forward very familiarly to clean up the mess.The moment he turned around, Fang He clearly saw the murderous intent in the opponent's eyes.

He sat in the restaurant for a while, and when he couldn't hear any news, he got up and left the restaurant.He walked a few steps along the street and finally stopped in front of a shop.A notice was posted in front of the shop, recruiting employees.

Fang He walked in, and the boss was sitting at the front desk lazily thinking about his calculations.The abacus rattled and rattled, making a crisp sound in the air.Without raising his head, the boss shouted loudly: "Look at whatever you want, small business, no bargaining is accepted."

The counters were all weapons, but unlike the spirit weapons, the weapons on them had deep grooves, and blood flowed continuously when a knife went into them.

Fang He said in a deep voice, "I'm here to apply for the job."

Hearing this sentence, the boss immediately raised his head, looked Fang He up and down, and said suspiciously: "Who are you, I seem to have never seen you before." His expression was tense, and his right hand was tightly clenched. Thinking about the abacus, it seems that the next second will be the case.

Fang He's eyebrows were slightly closed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He secretly took out the drunk rouge from the storage bag before, and there was a box that hadn't been finished yet. The red mist floated out along the gap, and " "Blood power" surging, at first glance, it really looks like training blood power.

He scratched his head, smiled a little greenly, and said in a low voice: "I have been staying at home before, and I just came out for activities today. Brother Du Quan has been taking care of me before."

As soon as Du Quan's name came out, the expression on the boss's face relaxed a lot, coupled with the blood power surging around him.He put down his abacus and asked with concern: "Be careful recently, this city is not very peaceful now!"