Chapter 120 This Laughter Sounds so Familiar!

After agreeing on a meeting place with Duan Zhilian and others, Zhang Fang set off alone, following the marks left by Huo'er along the way to track the escaped Shen Qinggang.

After chasing for about three miles, Zhang Fang saw the vigorous figure of the little monkey Huo'er from a distance, jumping back and forth in the dense woods, just like an ordinary little monkey, blatantly following Shen Qinggang. From a distance of ten feet, monitor his movements.

Realizing that Zhang Fang was chasing after him, Huo'er immediately gave up on Shen Qinggang, turned around and jumped onto Zhang Fang's shoulder, muttering "Zhi Zhi Zhi" non-stop.

As for what it specifically said, Zhang Fang didn't understand a word of it anyway.

He simply comforted Huo'er and signaled him not to bark. Then, he let the little monkey squat on his shoulders, spread out his body skills, and followed the panicked Shen Qinggang straight down the mountain.

Speaking of which, Zhang Fang killed all the six masters of the Zhao Palace, leaving only Shen Qinggang to report to Wanyan Honglie. This was also a very self-aware choice.

After all, this Qing Gong is the weakest link among Zhang Fang's many abilities.

Although with its excellent basic attributes, even this weakest link is better than any of the masters of Prince Zhao's Palace, the advantage is by no means obvious.

If you follow those famous masters who have good abilities and sufficient experience in the world, there is no guarantee that they will not be discovered on the way.

But after changing the tracking target to Shen Qinggang, there is no longer any concern in this regard.

In this way, Zhang Fang followed Shen Qinggang all the way and chased him for more than ten miles. Finally, I saw the latter rolling and rushing into a luxurious villa built at the foot of the mountain.

Seeing this, Zhang Fang couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

This Wanyan Honglie really knows how to enjoy it. Even if he goes to such a deserted place to do some shameful things, he can still find such a luxurious temporary residence.

While making various complaints in his mind, Zhang Fang had already walked around to the courtyard wall. He jumped up to the two-meter-high courtyard wall silently, then turned over and entered silently. in.

On the other side, Shen Qinggang, who had finally arrived at his destination, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but did not dare to show any signs of neglect. He just rolled and crawled all the way, rushed directly into the main hall of the manor, and threw himself in front of Wanyan Honglie, He said repeatedly: "Sixth Prince, it's bad! The enemy is stronger than expected. Our actions have caused heavy losses!"

Wanyan Honglie, now wearing a Hanfu, looked like a rich man among the Han people.

But the shrewdness and ability revealed between his eyebrows are definitely not something that ordinary wealthy people can possess.

Seeing ten people go out, only the good-for-nothing Shen Qinggang returned. His adopted son Yang Kang, whom he regarded as his own, was nowhere to be seen. Wanyan Honglie was extremely worried.

But in this situation, he still maintained the calm attitude that a superior person should have, and asked in a deep voice: "What's going on? What trouble have you encountered? Where is Kang'er?"

After hearing Wanyan Honglie's accusation, Shen Qinggang tried to control his emotions and appeared as sad as possible. At the same time, he said sadly: "The enemy this time is really too powerful! The dog emperor of Dali Kingdom alone is a Extremely powerful martial arts masters, even Senior Shenxian, are no match for him."

"And among his guards, there is a guy wearing a black iron mask. He is so powerful!" Thinking of Zhang Fang's terrifying strength, Shen Qinggang still felt scared at this moment: "My three brothers, one When we met, they were all killed by that guy. Even my master, uncle, and several other senior masters were all killed by that guy!"

Hearing Shen Qinggang describe Zhang Fang so powerfully that he could exist in heaven but not on earth, Wanyan Honglie couldn't help but frown slightly and said, "Since the enemy is so terrifying, how did you escape from him? "

Just when Shen Qing was about to answer, he suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from behind him. His hair stood on end immediately, and even the words that had reached his lips were swallowed alive by him.

But when he heard the voice, he said loudly and unhurriedly: "Of course I let him come back to you!"

When Wanyan Honglie saw Shen Qinggang's frightened look, he couldn't help but become more alert. He looked for a voice and saw a man dressed in black with a black metal mask on his face already appearing at the door of the courtyard.

Looking from a distance, Wanyan Honglie's eyes were immediately attracted by the mask on his face.

But I saw that the shape of this mask was very strange. It looked like a lifelike human face without any expression. Moreover, under the pitch-black color, there is also a faint purple glow. At first glance, it will inevitably give people a deep and terrifying first impression.

"Who is it? How dare you break into another courtyard without permission!"

Seeing the intrusion of foreign enemies, the dozen guards who were originally guarding Wanyan Honglie rushed out of the main hall and stopped in front of Zhang Fang. Following the order from the leader, they all drew their swords and charged towards Zhang Fang.

In fact, these dozen people were the most loyal personal guards to Wanyan Honglie.

Wanyan Honglie went to the Song Dynasty to launch a secret operation this time. Naturally, he could not bring a large force with him, otherwise it would not be called a secret infiltration, but a military invasion! The dozen or so people in front of him are the last remaining guards around Wanyan Honglie, apart from the many masters.

These people are all the elite of the Jin soldiers, and they are all proficient in Chinese, so they are not easily exposed. Only then was he chosen by Wanyan Honglie and kept with him.

Seeing that his personal guards had already charged Zhang Fang, Wanyan Honglie did not stop him. He also wanted to see with his own eyes what was so terrifying about this guy who Shen Qinggang said existed in the sky but not on the earth.

Then, he got his wish and saw the tip of the iceberg showing his strength.

Seeing these Jin Kingdom elites dressed as ordinary servants and thugs, they couldn't help but sneer with disdain at the corners of their mouths. No matter how elite the soldiers are, if they cannot be organized into battle formations, they are just stronger ordinary people.

These dozen guys in front of me are taking action together. Even any two of the "Four Ghosts of the Yellow River" are not as good as each other. How can they be noticed by Zhang Fang?

However, he suddenly flicked his left hand, and as if by magic, the vibranium round shield that appeared out of thin air in his hand turned into a silver light and hit the head of the golden soldier who was rushing forward.

Seeing this scene, Shen Qinggang on the side immediately exclaimed: "That's right! It's this move. Those brothers of mine were killed by his move... bang!"

Before he could finish his words, Zhang Fang's vibranium buckler rebounded in a series of back and forth, killing all the dozen or so elite golden soldiers on the spot. Then he used his strength on a red lacquered wooden pillar in front of the main hall and hit Shen Qinggang on the forehead.

[You killed Shen Qinggang, the "Soul-Destroying Sword", one of the "Four Ghosts of the Yellow River", and received a reward: 500 points, Ghost Head Sword (normal) x 1! ...]

Following Shen Qinggang's death, the 500 points that had been missed before were immediately returned to Zhang Fang's personal account, making him feel quite satisfied: "Now, the world is clean."

As he spoke, he slowly raised his left arm and took the vibranium round shield that bounced several times in the courtyard into his hand. His eyes couldn't help but glance over the dozen or so elite golden soldiers, and he secretly sighed that these so-called elites didn't even gain any points after killing them. They were simply garbage fighters!

Seeing Zhang Zai kill more than a dozen people with a wave of his hand, killing all the last defensive forces around him, Wanyan Honglie's face finally showed the solemn expression of his previous actions.

But as a prince, he still tried his best to maintain the demeanor of a nobleman, and asked in a deep voice: "Did my Kang'er fall into your hands?"

In Wanyan Honglie's view, the answer to this question is self-evident. The focus is still on how to negotiate terms with the other party.

Unexpectedly, when Zhang Fang heard this, he shook his head slightly: "To correct you, although Wan Yankang was caught by me, I executed him on the spot afterwards. Now, he is one step ahead of you. , went to report to Yama Hall."

Wanyan Honglie was shocked when he heard this, and his tone couldn't help but become excited: "You...you evil thief, how dare you kill me, Kang'er!"

"Don't be so excited!" Zhang Fang stretched out a finger slowly, waved it in front of his face and said, "Since the Sixth Prince misses your adopted son so much, I, Zhou Niantong, as a kind-hearted person, naturally also I can’t bear to separate you and your son. Don’t worry, I’ll send you down right away to reunite with Wan Yankang!”

After saying this, he exerted force with his open feet, and his figure was like a sharp arrow, rushing towards Wanyan Honglie. The index finger of his right hand pointed out, pointing far away between Wanyan Honglie's eyebrows!

As a person who keeps his word, "doing what he says" is definitely a martial art that Zhang Fang always implements! Since we promised to reunite father and son, we must provide the most considerate and considerate service. Giving them the same death method is naturally the right thing to do.

The sharp finger force shot out of his hand, and he was about to let Wanyan Honglie see his brain with his own eyes, but unexpectedly, a black figure suddenly appeared from diagonally downwards, shot out with a palm in the air, and at this critical moment, Wanyan Honglie took the place of Wanyan Honglie. Blocked this fatal blow.

"Bang!"

The collision between the palm wind and the finger force only caused Zhang Fang's tiger body to tremble, and his forward momentum came to an abrupt halt. After standing firm, You Zi felt a burst of tightness in his chest, which was so uncomfortable that he almost vomited blood.

Feeling startled, I couldn't help but look intently at the figure that suddenly appeared.

But I saw that this man was about forty or fifty years old, wearing a purple robe, with a fierce aura between his eyebrows. Before Zhang Fang could ask a question, he burst out laughing wildly, as if he had everything under control.

This laughter... sounds so familiar!