Chapter 367 Catacomb Market Town

Chapter 367 of Global High Martial Arts Volume Chapter 367 Catacomb market town Fang Ping walks along a place with high energy density. He doesn't know where, where, or which city is the nearest city to the entrance?

In short, it is right to move forward.

When the outline of an incomparably huge city appeared before Fang Ping's eyes, Fang Ping was still slightly shocked.

Very majestic, very spectacular!

Fang Ping was a little hard to describe for a while. He had been to Hope City several times, but Hope City was a little small, and it was also a military town specially prepared for war.

Catacombs and cities are different. A city here is almost a kingdom.

The outermost perimeter of the outline is the endless tall city wall!

Fang Ping couldn't even see where the city wall ended at a glance!

Inside the city, some tall buildings can be seen faintly, towering into the sky, not the low and small houses everywhere as he imagined.

In the Catacombs of Modu, Fang Ping had never been close to the Catacombs.

The most recent time was also in the cunning king's forest. Because of the cover of the cunning king's forest, he actually didn't see anything.

But this time, he saw it!

Not only saw the city, but also saw the village, saw the market town.

On the outskirts of the huge city, there are some small villages. At this moment, Fang Ping can see them in sight. Within a kilometer, there is a small village, which may be called a market town.

In the market town, people come and go, and it is quite lively.

And such a situation is absolutely not seen in the Catacombs of Modu, or in other caves.

War not only hurts human beings, but also the Catacombs.

In other caves, because of the war, the villages near these cities have long since disappeared in previous wars and hunting.

Catacomb warriors attack human strongholds, and humans will also attack them sneakily.

The defense of the city is too strong, and the surrounding villages and towns have become the focus of hunting.

War always hurts ordinary people.

No right or wrong!

Humans hunt crypt humans,

Slaughtering villages and destroying towns is not uncommon. It is not uncommon for some masters to be called butchers in the Catacombs.

However, that doesn't mean he's wrong.

Race wars are so cruel.

His enemy, my hero!

Fang Ping is not qualified to stand on the commanding heights of morality, to say that human warriors are wrong, and cave warriors rushing to the ground are also slaughtering humans.

Therefore, regardless of life and death, the strong human beings will not set the battlefield on the earth.

As long as humans don't take the initiative to enter the burrow, so many strong people will not die this time. The sacrifice of these strong people can actually be avoided.

Waiting for the crypt passages to be fully opened, waiting for the crypt warriors to rush out, humans may be able to destroy them at a lower cost.

Sometimes, however, people are people because of something they consider, not entirely out of interest.

Once the catacomb powerhouses rush out, even if they are all wiped out.

But in the confrontation between the strong, if there is a little carelessness, the city will be destroyed.

No one can afford such a price!

Ordinary people may seem insignificant in the battle of the Catacombs, but these people are the cornerstone of civilization.

Strong people like Zhang Dingnan did not hesitate, knowing that there were many dangers, knowing that the strong in the catacombs might not rush out, and might not destroy Nanjiang, but they still ignored life and death, and chose to enter the catacombs as soon as the passage of the crypt was stable.

Even if there is such a one in ten thousand possibility, Zhang Dingnan does not want the battlefield to be the land of Nanjiang.

He has a deep love for the place where he was born and raised.

Changing to Fang Ping may not be able to do this.

He may choose the method that seems more cost-effective to him. Even if the people in several cities near Ruian are relocated, it will save one grandmaster from dying. Fang Ping thinks it is worth it.

Such an idea is not unique to Fang Ping.

However, in the end, the battlefield must be set in the burrows, which has become the mainstream policy of Huaguo. Whether it is hypocrisy or short-sightedness, the sacrifice of the strong in exchange for the carefreeness of the weak has become the goal pursued by generations of warriors.

In the last days, the cruel environment may not be able to exchange for more strong people.

Even if they can, do these powerhouses really belong to human beings?

Warmth, family affection, love, and defending the country may make human beings burst into greater strength.

If they really lived in the end-apocalyptic environment, would human warriors really be able to shed their blood for the sake of defending their home and country?

When the strong give up the ordinary people, will the strong who rise from the ordinary people still fight to protect mankind?

...

Fang Ping's thoughts drifted away.

Looking at the carefree humans in the burrows who were not much different from humans walking on the streets in front of them, and the children playing outside the market town, they were slightly moved, and their indifference quickly returned to their faces.

No matter how warm it is, it is also a different kind of warmth!

There is no mercy in race wars. One day, if necessary, Fang Ping may also become a butcher and executioner in the eyes of these people.

With a sigh of relief, Fang Ping did not enter the town.

He didn't move on, but found a small forest, got down cross-legged and began to cultivate.

It's getting dark, and it's not too late to enter the town when it's dark, at least figure out the situation before making preparations.

...

The night in the Catacombs comes as soon as it is said.

The huge energy sun is also the main reason for verifying that the Catacombs are one.

However, in each cave, the energy suns seen are slightly different, and it is difficult to judge for the time being, whether it is one energy sun for each cave, or a shared sun.

As soon as it got dark, the market town ahead became much quieter.

Quiet does not mean silent.

The tallest building in the market town emits a faint light, which still allows people to clearly see the outline of the market town in the dark.

Fang Ping suddenly understood, how did Qin Fengqing and others discover the energy stone!

"I see!"

"Every time they grab it, it's this lighting energy stone, right?"

With such a wide range of radiation, even if it is not a cultivation energy stone, even if it is a basic energy stone, the size must be huge!

As for whether it was true or not, Fang Ping didn't get it, so he couldn't judge for the time being.

"Before you leave, even if you don't get anything in the city, you still have to grab this!"

Fang Ping had a plan in mind, and the huge city in the distance also showed a faint light at this moment.

Fang Ping swallowed, no need to look, there are definitely lamps made of energy stones in the city, and there are quite a few. He can see the light from such a distance. Countless lamps.

Don't say anything, these alone are a huge and incomparable wealth for human beings!

Patting the meatball on his back, Fang Ping said in a low voice: "I'll sneak in first, Old Li, don't make any noise, this time you are destined to make a fortune!"

The meatball was silent.

Fang Ping felt it carefully, then exhaled slightly: "Don't pretend to be dead, I really thought you were dead if you pretended to be dead like this."

Old man Li ignored him and continued to keep quiet.

Fang Ping stopped talking nonsense, opened the energy barrier, accelerated under his feet, stepped silently, and arrived at the outskirts of the market town after a while.

In the market town, there is a simple wall around, maybe a city wall, but it doesn't look as tall as a person, it should be mainly to prevent monsters from intruding.

For Fang Ping, there is no difference between having or not having this height.

With a slight leap, Fang Ping climbed over the wall and entered the market town.

The market town at this moment is not as busy as it is during the day, except for the light emitting from the tallest building in the center of the market town, there are still some faint lights in the market town.

Fang Ping's mental power is free, mainly to sense the strength of energy fluctuations.

Find a place with a lot of people, a place where people talk, and you can learn more.

Human beings' understanding of the Catacombs often comes from this.

There are high-ranking towns in the city, and it is difficult for strong humans to enter. In market towns, it is not difficult for grandmasters to sneak in, and sometimes you can hear some useful information.

After sensing for a while, Fang Ping moved his footsteps and walked quietly towards a place with a little more people.

...

In the night, Fang Ping stood in the corner of the house, and he couldn't notice him unless he looked carefully.

Opposite him was a two-story building with an open door.

The houses in the catacombs are mainly made of huge stones and wood, which are a bit rough, and the decorations are mainly animal skins, animal horns, and animal teeth.

From this point of view, the cave humans are more like ancient tribes of humans.

However, architecture can't represent anything, just different styles.

The people in the Catacombs have their own inheritance of writing, inheritance of martial arts, divisions of systems, and established armies. These all mean that the people in the Catacombs are not uncivilized savages, but a new civilization with a different development direction.

On the opposite side, there may be places similar to human bars, teahouses, clubs and the like.

At this moment, the lights were a little dim, but there were quite a few people inside.

Almost all warriors!

The Catacombs are divided into levels. Fang Ping doesn't know whether it's because the consumption is high, ordinary people can't afford to enter, or they are not given at all. The few humans in the Catacombs he saw without energy fluctuations seem to be service personnel.

Others, stronger or weaker, have energy fluctuations.

From Fang Ping's point of view, they are all weak, roughly similar to human warriors of the first and second ranks, and those of the third rank are rare, and there is only one person on the second floor drinking alone. With this kind of strength, Fang Ping didn't need to make a move, and his mental power exploded, and he couldn't kill the strong. These weak people can be killed in the blink of an eye.

Of course, Fang Ping is not here to kill people at this moment.

Fang Ping's ears trembled slightly. When he heard that the small bones were tempered, as long as he listened carefully, he could hear ants crawling within a few hundred meters.

Those fighters on the opposite side were drinking wine... Fang Ping guessed it was wine, and it was very similar to humans drinking and chatting and spanking.

While drinking, chatting.

Mixed with a heavy accent, Fang Ping was a little hard to distinguish the first time, but after a few times, he could understand some of the meaning.

When you learn a language, you understand the meaning of some basic language, and then distinguish it. Combined with tone, attitude, and expression, you can generally distinguish some meanings.

Today's hot news is nothing but the daytime battle!

The battle of the 20 high-ranking battles took place about 500 miles away from this place. In the later stage of the chase, there was even a ninth-rank battle that took place less than a hundred miles away from everyone. The power of the strong was overwhelming. Getty, these guys feel it.

At this moment, these low-level warriors are all excitedly discussing this unprecedented super battle.

"Brother Duanmu, you are well-informed, did Wang personally take action during the day?"

"Brother Duanmu, did you call from Chalk City?"

"I heard that a lot of warriors have fallen this time, is it true?"

"..."

"It's not the Cretaceous City that's coming, it's a strong man from a foreign land!" Among the crowd, a second-rank young warrior said with a light smile: "Everyone knows that our Southern Nine Regions are not unique.

This time, it seems that the domain has opened up, and the domain experts who are adjacent to us want to invade our southern nine domains.

The king and several venerable leaders had already prepared and ambushed each other.

There were countless deaths and injuries to the strong men from the foreign lands. Although the Juliu City was damaged, it was not serious. With the king and several venerables around, the strong men from the foreign lands could not make waves.

I heard from my father that the king has sent someone to contact Jusong City to jointly kill the strong man in the king's realm from the foreign land.

As long as you kill the foreign king who broke through the world, the matter will be over. "

"Is there a king in a foreign land?"

"Of course, but my king is the strongest even among the kings. There are god willows in Juliu City, and the kings of foreign lands dare not fight against the king in Juliu City. They will definitely die!"

"Brother Duanmu, I heard that many warriors died this time. Then Lord Duanmu... see you next time, Brother Duanmu, maybe you should go to the main city."

"Be careful..."

"..."

In the restaurant, everyone on the first floor was chatting, and they didn't feel flustered by the attack of the foreign king.

If King Liu is here, then nothing will happen. This point has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people for a hundred years.

King Cretaceous is so powerful, and he didn't take advantage of it when he fought against King Liu before.

Everyone has long experienced the power of the king, and they have great trust in King Liu.

...

Opposite the restaurant.

Fang Ping is still trying to distinguish the meaning of everyone's words, listen to other people's chats more, and gradually understand the general meaning of some words that he doesn't understand.

"Senior Brother Wu is really fine, but... the ninth rank of this city seems to be contacting the ninth rank of another city to join forces to kill Senior Brother Wu, won't Lao Wu be killed?"

"The channel will be stable for the second time, at least the day after tomorrow, and the second time it is stable, it's hard to say whether there is a ninth-rank entry... After all, no one went back to report this time."

According to the original plan, if the entrance of the passage is guarded, when the passage is stabilized for the second time, people will be sent back to report the letter.

But now, the entrance of the passage has not been defended, so the report is of course nonsense.

On the Nanjiang side, the strong may not continue to take risks. According to the original plan, some daredevils may be sent to inquire about information.

Once there is no one to support... Wu Chuan may not be able to last long in the face of the encirclement and suppression of the two ninth ranks.

"It's hard to say. With so many high-ranking people entering this time, maybe the second batch of ninth-ranking powerhouses will come in to support them. Old Wu should have a lot of them."

Fang Ping shook his head. Although he is the president of the Mowu Martial Arts Club, he is not a master after all. He has no right to know some decisions.

What he knows now is only superficial information.

"You have to sneak into the upper echelon."

Fang Ping muttered something in his heart, and carefully discerned what that "Duanmu" said.

Even though he didn't quite understand some words, Fang Ping still knew that this old man seemed to be someone, should he be arrested and asked for information?

But if they are caught, they will have to be killed to silence them.

Once this person is killed, it will be a bit of a shock, and it will not be beneficial for the next one to sneak into the city.

"Over the years, the human grandmaster hasn't asked for some information? Even if he didn't understand the language before, it's not difficult for the grandmaster to catch some people. When they reach the ground, those people are not afraid of death, but in the cave, they are not afraid of death?"

"Sometimes, to ask for information, you don't necessarily need to speak the same language."

Fang Ping rubbed his chin, always feeling that the upper echelons of human beings are hiding many things, this feeling is really uncomfortable.

But it is also understandable, just like Fang Ping, he also concealed many things that seemed to be common sense from the public.

If you haven’t reached that level, it’s useless to know.

As a fourth-rank martial artist, he may be seen by the high-level human beings as active around the stronghold. He knows too much, and it has little effect. Instead, it is easy to cause panic or despair.

"Forget it, I'll find a way to understand these things when I get back to the ground. The most urgent thing is to catch the tongue, the kind that can't attract other people's attention."

Fang Ping aimed at the lone ranger on the second floor!

Third-rank warriors should know a lot, right?

In this small town, the third rank is no longer weak. If he suddenly disappeared for a few days, few people would ask, right?

Catacomb warriors also go hunting, exploring, and treasure hunting.

I just don't know if there is a powerful relative or friend in this family who found out that he was missing and caused associations.

"do not care!"

Fang Ping gritted his teeth. Anyway, he didn't plan to stay for a long time. After a few days, he might return to the ground.

Grab the question first, it is better to be exposed in a small town than in a city, at least here, Fang Ping is still sure to fight out and escape.

When we get to the city, we are not sure.

...

In the darkness, Fang Ping was extremely patient and slowly waited.

While listening to other people talking, pay attention to the actions of the lone traveler on the second floor.

I don't know how long it took, but the person on the second floor came downstairs.

The owner of the restaurant and the guests on the first floor, when he went downstairs, all looked respectful, lowered their eyebrows and lowered their eyes to send each other away respectfully, even that "Mr. Duanmu" was no exception.

The guests on the second floor walked out straight without looking sideways, and no one showed any dissatisfaction.

Seeing this situation, Fang Ping had a clearer understanding of the strict hierarchy of the Catacombs.

In Huaguo, although everyone respected high-level warriors, it didn't reach this level.

"You are the one!"

Under the darkness of night, Fang Ping's mental power was attached to the other party, and he followed him all the way away. Let's find out the situation first.

If the other party takes the initiative to go out, or if there is no one else at home, it will be more convenient to start.

"Maybe we need to catch one more to prevent being tricked."

Fang Ping continued to think in his mind that it was a matter of life and death, he had always attached great importance to it, he was not as ruthless as Qin Fengqing, that kind of person would die in vain sooner or later.