"Okay! Take my sword again!"

Fang Ming used his left-hand sword technique continuously, and the seventy-two snow mountain sword techniques were endless, and he had instantly attacked thirty-three swords!

This sword technique is known for its exquisite changes. When he uses it, he even draws the sword like the wind, adding a lot of powerful changes.

Crack! Crack!

In the sword light, Wang Zhen's upper clothes were flying like butterflies, but no drop of blood was splattered.

"The young master must have had some misunderstandings, please listen to the explanation from subordinates..."

Wang Zhen's skin color was completely transformed into blue and black, like granite, and the silver sword was dotted only and white spots were left.

Fang Ming has been traveling for quite a while and has seen many foreign masters in the martial arts world. However, whether it is the 12 Taibao Golden Bell Cover or the iron cloth shirt, he is almost like a child playing house in front of Wang Zhen.

"Okay! This skill in this sect is probably comparable to the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art!"

Fang Ming secretly praised that although Wang Zhen's moves were used to offset most of his strength with each sword, with the advantage of the silver sword, even if the true power attached to it was greatly reduced, it would be easy to penetrate the human body, but at this time it was blocked all of it, which shows that it was extraordinary.

But Fang Ming did not use all his strength before, and completely regarded Wang Zhen as a target for practicing swords with his left hand.

Now seeing Wang Zhen’s internal cultivation is profound and he has reached the peak of the acquired world. This hard attack is even more amazing. The golden sword in his right hand suddenly slashed down.

Wang Zhen screamed strangely, obviously not daring to use his flesh and blood body to test the sharpness of the King's Golden Sword. He suddenly flew backwards four feet away and said coldly: "Even if my subordinate is wrong, please let the young master make it clear that it will not be too late to punish him again!"

"Of course you are wrong!"

Fang Ming stood on the roof of the carriage with a sword in his hand and said coldly: "One mistake is to leak my secret to the famous sect, attracting siege! The second mistake is to commit the following mistakes, imprisoning the Lingyue girl and Lian Guardian, and the third...the most wrong thing is to use me!!!"

When he was talking about the first two, Wang Zhen's lips moved and seemed to want to refute it, but by the time Fang Ming said it, a layer of frost had already hung on his face.

"I can tell you that I just washed the Huiye branch, and that Seven Star Sword Envoy has already cut me..."

Fang Ming said coldly.

"So... you almost knew that secret! OK! Very good!!!"

Wang Zhen roared suddenly, his muscles were tangled, and his figure was instantly raised by two points, becoming a giant spirit god with a height of two meters and a blue-black skin!

He was originally thin, but he suddenly made a contribution at this time, but he was like a heavy rain and mountain torrent, fierce and fierce, and his spirit was intimidating!

Even if Bai Zizai comes, he may not be able to get his brain broken if he doesn't need three moves. It's a terrible sight.

"You shouldn't know... As the young master, you should have been honored!"

Wang Zhen roared.

Fang Ming knew that he would definitely have a thunder attack next, so he secretly prepared himself.

boom!

Wang Zhen bounced his legs violently, rushing like a beast. Although his posture was indecent, his speed was extremely fast.

"Ah!" A man screamed, but it turned out to be another Divine Sword Cultist in the convoy. He grabbed both sides of his body and tore it apart with a thunderous sound. His internal organs leaked all over the ground, and his death was extremely cruel.

"What a pity... you shouldn't know this secret..."

Wang Zhen was like a tiger entering a wolf pack. Other divine sword cultists who were still confused were slaughtered one after another. Even if they fought back, the sword would only leave a few white marks on Wang Zhen's body, and they were killed and injured in a short while.

His hard skills seem to be difficult to get hurt after he has achieved cultivation, but his sword is also extremely powerful and his actions are like the wind!

"Is this a murder to silence? It seems that they are the last abandoned son...so you have to hide this secret..."

Fang Ming couldn't help but sigh when he looked at Shura who was bleeding at this time.

"Die for my great cause, they will definitely go to my holy land and return to the command of gods and demons after they die..."

Wang Zhen smiled grimly, and the blue veins on his face looked even more terrifying and awe-inspiring.

"The body turns into Shura, with infinite power, skin is like black iron, and swords are not damaged... Are you practicing Shura's Technique?" Fang Ming suddenly said: "It is said that Shura Yinsha is divided into two, Yinsha is practicing Qi, and the strength is Yin and vicious, and Shura's body practices. Judging from your appearance, it is almost the same as the real Shura..."

"You guys have some knowledge!" Wang Zhen smiled faintly: "If you surrender now, if you surrender, you will be able to live a life if you accept my three-day mystery pill..."

"You were wrong, I was just a little happy!"

Fang Ming shook his head.

"Happy?" Wang Zhen's face was puzzled, but then he immediately roared up. After rushing, Fang Ming felt bloody and bloody faces, and even the surrounding plants and trees were suddenly lowered by the strong wind.

"I'm happy... I can finally get a martial arts on the list of amazing skills!"

With a light shout, Fang Ming's left sword and right sword, the Golden Crow Sword Technique and the Snow Mountain Sword Technique were combined, and the sword light and shadows were continuous, as if forming a sharp blade tornado, wrapping Wang Zhen in it.

The two figures fought faster and faster, mixed with Wang Zhen's beastly roar, sweeping the surrounding trees.

"The Divine Sword Sect has accumulated considerable strength! This Wang Zhen not only has profound internal skills, but also has an extremely profound Shura skills. He is comparable to Huo Qing in his heyday, and is also incompetent to swords and guns, which is the most troublesome..."

Despite this, when swords and swords were released at the same time, all kinds of flaws were compensated for each other, making Fang Ming guard without leaking water. Wang Zhen even dared not to touch the golden sword. Every time he wanted to fight, he would quarrel and avoid it, allowing Fang Ming to take advantage of the weapons.

The black and silver light gradually overshadowed the blue-black beast shadow.

Swish!

Suddenly, a brilliant sword light rose from the battle circle, with Wang Zhen's scream.

Knock! Knock!

Fang Ming's sword was sheathed, and he no longer looked at Wang Zhen, who was standing there in a daze, got on the carriage and helped Fang Lingyue down.

Crackling!

It was not until this time that a burst of explosion came from Wang Zhen's body, and a sword energy exploded, and a lot of blue-black blood gushed out.

Wang Zhen's extremely strong body also shrank like a ball of deflated power with his skills, and even smaller than before, falling in a pool of blood.

"Wang Zhen is one of the four great guardians of this sect, and his martial arts are the leader of all guardians. Did you actually kill him?"

Fang Lingyue said in surprise, and there seemed to be some strange look in her eyes.

"It's just a coincidence. If you can leave, we have to leave quickly, otherwise we will be troublesome if we are seen..."

Fang Ming went forward and searched Wang Zhen's whole body. He couldn't help but sigh and stood up.

"If you want to find Shura Kung, you might as well peel off Wang Zhen's back, and you may gain something!"

Fang Lingyue seemed to have guessed Fang Ming's intention and said softly.

"You demon sects just like to do these evil ways..."

Fang Ming waved his golden sword and peeled off Wang Zhen's back skin without any thoughts. He took Fang Lingyue's little hand and carried out his light skills and left.

Half an hour later, in a cave.

Fang Lingyue's face had returned to blood, and her hands and feet seemed to be able to move. She slowly poured a bottle of white powder onto the human skin that Fang Ming had peeled off before.

Lines of green fly-headed small characters suddenly appeared, which was the secret of Shura Gong! I don’t know how the people from the Divine Sword Sect stabbed the text at the beginning.

"Congratulations to brother, Shura, and Yinsha, you have already acquired a magical skill in the list of superb skills!"

Fang Lingyue handed the treated human skin to Fang Ming and congratulated him lightly, but there was not much joy on her face.

Fang Ming took it and looked at it for a few seconds, and felt that it was indeed somewhat similar to the Yinsha skill he had obtained before. However, it was not his own dish, but he just put away the secret book: "Look at the girl like this, there should be any warnings? You might as well just say it!"

"Since ancient times, although this Shura Yinsha Technique is ranked 180th on the list of extraordinary skills and arts, and when you practice to the highest thirteenth level, you can reach the realm of a great master, but since ancient times, only the pioneer Master Tiansha has reached this level. The rest of the people who practice to the ninth level will inevitably become possessed by the fire. At the very least, they will be paralyzed in their whole body, and their internal strength will be destroyed. At the worst, they will die in the meridians…”

Fang Lingyue said coldly: "When the descendants saw this, they divided this skill into two. Although the power was greatly reduced, they finally lost the risk of being possessed by the demon... If the elder brother wants Shura and Yinsha to practice together, be careful..."

"I didn't expect you to care about me!"

Fang Ming delivered the grilled mushrooms and matsutake skewers to Fang Lingyue: "Come on! Eat! Look at them who will make you lose weight..."

"You..." Fang Lingyue's face turned red, she looked a little angry, and quickly calmed down. She stared at the food in her hand, and two lines of tears flowed down again: "He...he has never said this to me..."

"Didn't you have a joke between you brothers and sisters?" Fang Ming smiled: "This day is a little too boring..."

"You are just trying to find out the origin of the real Young Master of Golden Sword..."

Fang Lingyue said: "I can tell you, but you must..."

"I can guess a little without saying it..." Fang Ming waved his hand: "That real young master of Jindao is probably living in a famous sect or aristocratic family, with a very noble status... I just don't understand at all. The famous sects have always been extremely strict in accepting disciples, and those aristocratic families have been passed down for thousands of years, and they are clear about the details of each other. How can you replace them?"

"It is impossible to replace it. All major sects and families know each other well, and some have close ties with the five major sects. Even when the Divine Sword Sect was in full swing..."

Fang Lingyue said: "It is easy to destroy it, but it is impossible to hide the origin completely... But we don't need to do this either. Just steal the dragon and turn the phoenix. It is difficult to replace the entire aristocratic family, but what's the point of just replacing two or three children? What's more... Are there fewer filthy things in the aristocratic family?"
Chapter completed!