Chapter 74 Tomorrow at Noon, I Will Enter Zunfu!

On the nick of time!

A smile appeared on Yun Yang's face.

a knife.

At some point, it had already appeared in front of Yun Yang's neck, blocking with a horizontal knife.

when!

The assassin used old moves, and the tip of the sword slammed into the knife body fiercely; but, he was shocked to find that after his sword touched the blade of the knife; Bai Xue touched a red-hot iron block.

Smash directly!

The tip of the sword was shattered, and then the body of the sword was also completely melted and shattered.

Such a strange phenomenon shocked him to the extreme.

how so?

At this moment, a white shadow flashed across, and on the ground, the three kittens who looked harmless to humans and animals and could only be regarded as pets in their arms jumped up at the same time.

chi chi chi...

Three beeps!

The assassin grunted in pain. He was scratched in three bloodstains on his thigh, from the root of his thigh to his calf, and the blood flowed profusely; he was scratched in three bloodstains on his back, which almost cut off his own bones; It was completely scratched by one of the kittens' claws, and a large piece of flesh was torn off!

What a cat!

Is he still a cat!

I am a master at the peak of the fifth heaven, and my whole body is already like copper skin and iron bones. How can these kittens...

But he had no time to think about it carefully.

Right now, escape is the most important thing.

I have fallen into a trap!

The assassin let out a roar, and without thinking about anything else, he spun his body suddenly, unexpectedly turned around in the air inconceivably, and half of the long sword came out of his hand; then, his body floated in the air;

This reaction has almost reached the point of dazzling people.

As soon as he stomped his feet on the tree trunk, his whole body flew up. And when he raised his left hand, a colorless silk thread flew out.

As long as there is one more force, the gods will not be able to keep me!

But at this moment, he suddenly felt his eyes dim. A burly figure suddenly stopped in front of him, loosened his hand, and the silk thread that had been shot appeared in this person's hand.

Fang Murphy!

"Go down!" Fang Mofei directly condensed the air with a radius of three feet into a huge discus with one palm, and slapped it down hard!

"Wow!"

The assassin spewed out a mouthful of blood violently, his whole body made the sound of cracking bones, his whole body seemed to have lost his bones, and he fell softly to the ground, blood spurted wildly in the air, and blood splashed out from his whole body like a rainbow. Fang Mofei has completely lost the ability to resist under the palm of his hand, which is far beyond his strength.

He was lying on his back on the ground, twitching unceasingly, his eyes were full of infinite poison, his throat was gurgling, and he said with all his might, "What a trap!"

"Shut up!" Yun Yang was stunned for a moment, and then, he shook his hand suddenly, a flash of light flew out like lightning, and shot directly from the assassin's mouth, piercing his head and nailing it to the ground!

At the same time, Fang Mofei also shouted angrily at the same time, and the long sword flew out like lightning, and also flew to the same position!

However, Yun Yang's Blade of Providence had already pierced in; Fang Mofei's sword was stabbing into the Blade of Providence, beeping...

Fang Mofei only felt a twinge of pain in his heart.

In the blink of an eye, there was only one hilt left of my own sword!

The distance from the tip of the sword to the body of the sword disappeared like snow water atomizing. Well, it didn't disappear, it turned into a puddle of silvery powder!

"It's dangerous!" Yun Yang said with some joy.

Stretching out his hand and making a move, the blade of providence flew back and fell into Yun Yang's hands. Yun Yang flipped his hand and disappeared.

"If I hadn't noticed his closed accent, I'm afraid... this corpse explosion would have become..." Yun Yang felt relieved.

Fang Mofei nodded blankly, still looking at his sword hilt. What's going on here?

Well, the "trap" in a trap is a half-spoken voice, but when the assassin said it, he kept his mouth shut; Yun Yang instinctively sensed that something was wrong, so he shot immediately.

At this moment, from the assassin's mouth, a small black particle rolled out, which was brought out by cutting off the root of the tooth by the blade of providence.

Fang Mofei flipped it over, and also gasped.

Corpse Explosion Pills!

This is an extremely vicious thing XZ is in the mouth, protected by crystal clothing; Drenched, producing a strong explosion.

Every piece of flesh and blood, no matter where it falls, will produce toxins that linger for several years; if any drop of blood falls on a person, then the person's whole body will rot and die in an instant!

It is the most vicious thing in this world.

"Sure enough, it was written by Wuqinglou!" Fang Mofei glanced at Yun Yang with a complicated expression: "Only the gold-medal killers and above in Wuqinglou are equipped with corpse bombs. I really don't know..."

The latter words were swallowed.

Apparently... "I really don't know how you can provoke people from the Wuqing Building after you have caused so much trouble in Tiantang City..."

Yun Yang was indeed a little confused: I... When did I provoke Wuqinglou... It seems that someone bought me to kill me, right?

...

"Hurry up and get rid of the corpse..." Yun Yang looked at Fang Mofei strangely: "Why are you still standing there?"

"I...my sword..." Fang Mofei looked at his sword hilt, and then his whole body began to flutter in the wind: "My jade sword..."

The corner of Yun Yang's mouth twitched: "Danxin Jade Sword...is this your Jade Sword?"

Fang Mofei wanted to cry but had no tears.

Fang Mofei, a loyal and jade sword, has a great reputation in the world; but after taking refuge in Yunyang, the only time he used his sword was to destroy his own jade sword inexplicably...

Yun Yang was also a little unbelievable: "You...Old Fang, you really have a hand. Holding such a thing that is not as hard as tofu, you have made such a big name in the Jianghu. I don't even admire you. I can't..."

Not as firm as tofu...

Fang Mofei only felt itching at the root of his teeth, and he bruised his back teeth and said, "This is Xuanyu under the sea, a place of extreme ice; under a thousand feet, Xuanyu's icy heart chalcedony is fused with Tianxin Iron Jade, stars and steel, and it takes ten hours This sword was only made in 2000!"

The implication is that it is much harder than tofu!

"oh……"

Yun Yang let out an oh and walked back.

Fang Mofei was still in a mess: "My lord, you... What exactly is your sword made of? How could it..."

With a swipe, Yun Yang flashed out the knife of God's will: "Look clearly! This is a knife! Lao Fang, I have to tell you, after so many years of wandering around, you can't even tell the difference between a knife and a sword?"

Fang Mofei stared: "..."

Yun Yang has already turned around and left: "Isn't it just a sword... It's worth the heartache. Tomorrow, I will grant you three hundred taels of gold. Go and buy a magic weapon and use it first..."

Fang Mofei was about to pass out.

Isn't it just a sword?

That's my weapon of fame!

Also, how much is three hundred taels of gold? Still going to buy magic weapons? You can't even buy the rust on the hilt of a magic weapon, okay?

Fang Mofei made a very sad decision. In the morning, he would buy an ordinary sword and use it first. It's just that there are still endless doubts in my heart: there is such a knife in the world!

Yun Yang returned to the room.

He gestured three names in the air with his fingers, tilted his head, and pondered for a while.

The names of these three people were the people he thought would buy him to kill him. Of course, yes... so far.

Yun Yang ate a delicious meal, even though it was already midnight.

However, he was hungry.

Moreover, what made Yun Yang feel very satisfied... This time, he only ate eleven catties of mysterious beast meat, plus three big steamed buns and two meatloaf, and he already felt super full.

Of course, I also drank a bowl of soup.

"The appetite has dropped sharply..." Yun Yang was complacent.

If this continues, it seems that within a month, he will be able to return to the level of a normal person.

Yun Yang really didn't want to eat too much. Because, that's so different...

After being happy, Yun Yang began to think: "Tomorrow, who should I go to for trouble?"

The faint sound of a horn in the distance made Yun Yang's face completely heavy.

War will begin.

In no more than three days at the latest, the army is about to set off.

Yun Yang spent a whole day and one night, forcing himself to be happy, forcing himself to be domineering, forcing blackmail and threats, forcing himself to adjust himself, looking for clues to the Four Seasons Building, and telling himself that I was doing it for revenge! I don't care about anything else! ...

However, in the end, it was discovered that all efforts were completely defeated by this distant horn.

war.

That is the battlefield of the nine gods.

The brothers are gone, so I don't care?

Yun Yang stood up, looked out the window at night, and took a deep breath.

In my mind, there are the voices of the eight brothers, speaking in a low voice.

"The blood of Yutang, the soul of Yutang; the people of Yutang, the army of Yutang!"

In front of me, the eyes of eight brothers seem to be staring at me: National enmity and personal grievances, old nine, which side do you care about first?

"Don't force me!" Yun Yang closed his eyes and murmured, "I'm not a saint!"

"I don't have the strength to turn the tide!"

"I don't even want to risk my life and fight to the death, but what I'm protecting is a group of people who are trying their best to put me to death!"

"I don't want to fight desperately. After I die in battle, let these people bully my family."

"I don't even want to let my brothers die in the sea after I die in battle."

"I don't want to, I don't want to, I don't want to...I'm really not a saint!"

Yun Yang kept saying to himself.

But, in the end, he slammed his head on the table fiercely, whining in pain.

"Tomorrow at noon, I will enter the Zunfu!"

Finally, it's time to face it all. Finally, I still have to face the bloody cruelty, and I still have to untie the scar in my heart by myself!

I don't want to!

I want to go after revenge.

Yun Yang lay quietly on the table, as if he had fallen asleep just like that, without moving. However, he actually didn't sleep all the time.

Lie down like this all the time.

Just wait for the dawn to come.

He could feel that, somewhere in the dark, there were eight pairs of eyes looking at him with pity; in the eyes, there were warm smiles and a fighting spirit soaring to the sky.

"Old Nine, we are the Nine Priests of the Jade Tang. First there is the Jade Tang, and then there are the Nine Priests; not for the world, but for the living people; first to avenge the country, and then to avenge the family; the body of Yunyang, the soul of the Nine Venerables!"

"Old Ninth, go. For the sake of our homeland, and for the sake of our family members from being bullied..."

...

morning.

Lao Mei and Fang Mofei got up and practiced in front of the morning sun, but felt, why is it so quiet today?

If it was in the past, the young master has already come out now, started to move his body, absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and pick the flowers of the morning light, why is there no movement at all today?

The two winked.

Fang Mofei shook his head.

Lao Mei sighed, walked to Yunyang's door, and knocked lightly.

no respond.

When he listened carefully, his complexion suddenly changed, and with a push of his shoulders, he knocked open the door and rushed in.

There was no one in Yunyang's room.

A note on the table.

"I'm fine, I'll be home late."

Son, where did you go?

...

I remember that a few years ago, many brothers and sisters apologized to me in the group: the wind is strong, we are poor now; we cannot support subscriptions. sorry. We know authors are exhausted writing books, and that it's the only way an author earns a living; shame.

At that time, I said: It's okay, I have a good time reading, and I will compensate me when you become rich in the future.

From the opening of the book to the present, I have seen too many little guys back then. I left a message in the book review area: Fengling, I read your db back then, but now I work and have income. This book, Genuine support. I am coming!

I am coming!

Do you know, whenever I see such words, there is always a warm current in my heart.

Thanks!

As it is said, writing books is the only way for an author to make a living, and genuine subscription is the only basis for an author to make a living. The brothers from back then kept coming back, and I had the urge to burst into tears several times.

This is my son of the Feng family! This is the accumulation of my eight years of Fengling Tianxia! I am proud! I, a child of the Feng family, make a promise!

My son of the Feng family is so proud!

Facing you like this, I have no reason not to work harder to write this book well! !