Inside the mountain city.↑,.

This city has been named Wanren City, and the plaque was proposed by Fang Ming himself. It is magnificent and still has great vigor and glory in the world.

Another month passed, and it was midnight.

Inside the monastery, Fang Ming sat cross-legged, with a faint expectation between his eyebrows.

"I hope I'll be lucky this time..."

Fang Ming felt a little depressed. The martial arts order was launched again last month, but unfortunately it was the even worse "The Book and Sword of Revenge". His martial arts skills in Shaolin are no longer just outside, so he naturally looked down on this low-level world and accumulated time again.

"But... this also shows that there is still randomness in the travel of martial arts, and it seems that it may travel to the lower level and even the former world..."

Buzz...

At this moment, Fang Ming's expression moved, and the martial arts order in the sea of ​​consciousness shone brightly! A line of golden inscriptions emerged:

"Can travel the world: the sentimental swordsman ruthless sword!"

"Okay! Finally, I've been waiting!"

Fang Ming clenched his fists secretly. He had long been eager for any moves that might involve the use of "Shen Yuan", and he had long wanted to see the Little Li flying sword, which was the most extraordinary style!

With a thought, an unprecedented suction force came from the Yanwu Order. If he had not been promoted to the innate realm, his true energy would have been absorbed and he would have died terrible!

"Is this the consumption yourself?"

Fang Ming's internal strength is constantly, the true qi of the Yijin Jing is constantly circulating, and the internal breath is constantly injected into the martial arts order.

I don’t know how long it took, just when Fang Ming was about to exhaust himself and damage the origin of the Dantian, the martial arts order finally let out a satisfying roar, and the white light emitted wrapped Fang Ming in.

...

The cold wind is like a knife, and snow is flying thousands of miles away.

In the snow, a figure stood quietly. The snowflakes fell on his shoulders and the ends of his hair, but did not melt at all, forming a snowman. Only the old Jianghu understood that this was a strange phenomenon that only the cultivation of internal skills reached the extreme.

"Is this the case with the time and space transformation?"

Fang Ming's face was stunned. Even with his spiritual sense just now, he only felt a dizzy trance, and then came here.

"My true energy is just a lead. I'm afraid the one who really puts out his strength is to perform the martial arts order. Otherwise, even if I suck me into a human, I will never be able to break through the air!"

Because that moment was too fast, Fang Ming only caught a glimpse of a red light at the corner of his eyes, as if he had seen the scene of the sea of ​​fire and red sun again.

"Is Xiao Li's flying sword still above the level of the martial arts foreign history? Yes, there are talents in the martial arts world, and the martial arts world have 21 reincarnations. After decades, there are many talents in the martial arts world, and at this time, there are many talents in the martial arts world, and they are even better than the martial arts world..."

Fang Ming closed his eyes slightly and communicated with the martial arts order.

After coming to this world, a piece of information was spread from the martial arts order, which was the price of possession of the previous few times!

This price is the peerless blood!!!

Only by using the blood sacrifice of the peerless masters can we make up for the consumption of the previous martial arts dictatorship! Six time travels will lead to the lives of the six peerless masters!!!

As for the definition of this peerless master, Fang Ming can only explore it himself. In other words, if he kills the wrong person and does not meet the requirements, he will not recognize the martial arts order.

"Is this the rhythm that forces me to slaughter the martial arts world again?"

Fang Ming frowned. He had no worries about killing people. The only thing he was worried about was his current reliance. The martial arts order that accompanied him through time and time was actually an evil thing???

"No! No! There must be something I missed, maybe there is something that I need to perform martial arts orders in those peerless masters..."

Fang Ming pondered for a moment: "Fortunately, there are many top masters in the evil sect. You can kill one or two of them to see what the martial arts dictator wants..."

Bang!

The snowflakes on his body flew away and rushed towards the only place of lights somewhere in the snow.

The inn in the town has long been crowded with people hiding from the wind and snow. The inn is full of people, and there is a golden dart flag inside the outside, with a lion or a tiger embroidered on it.

"So it's here!"

Fang Ming's heart moved and found a seat in the corner. There were already three burly men sitting here.

"Let me get the position, this is yours!"

Fang Ming had a golden leaf on his hand! Since he became the leader of the Dajiang League, he no longer had to worry about not having money. This time, he had prepared hundreds of golden leaves, and finally regained his wealth.

The three big men stood up and left, faster than burning their butts, and the waiter quickly packed up Fang Ming’s table as if he had been whipped.

"Well! Tear me up a wind chicken, stir-fry two side dishes, add a pot of good wine, hurry up!"

Fang Ming threw out another golden leaf, and then heard heavy breathing and swallowing saliva, as well as a wolf-like greedy home port, but he didn't care at all.

The wine and food were served very quickly, the wine was very fragrant and pure, without any water. Fang Ming poured himself and drank it very slowly, as if he was waiting for something.

call……

A gust of wind and snow poured in, but a bearded man came in surrounded by a middle-aged man.

Fang Ming's eyes lit up because he had already waited for the person he was going to wait for!

The middle-aged man was wearing sable fur and his face was full of wind and frost and miserable, as if he was a little disheveled, but he could vaguely see his handsome and charming youth. The most noticeable thing was his hands! A pair of hands that seemed to have magic!

The middle-aged man's hands were pale and slender. Although they were not perfect, they were very calm, as if nothing in the world could make him tremble at all. It can be imagined that when this hand was not holding the wine glass, he would definitely be a good hand with a knife!

The master with such hands must be very exciting and rich in stories, but now he is full of vicissitudes and misery, and even downs and downs!

"Cough cough..." The middle-aged man coughed constantly, but the wine glass in his hand continued to stop. Suddenly, he seemed to notice Fang Ming and raised his glass to greet each other.

"please!"

Fang Ming also raised his glass and drank it all in one go.

"Young Master!" At this time, the bearded man next to him had returned to the middle-aged man and said, "The upper room in the south has been vacated. You can rest at any time... Who is that young man?"

"I don't know, but I can see from his eyes that he seems to know me!"

The middle-aged man smiled, and his face felt a little sad: "After leaving for more than ten years, many talents must have emerged in the world..."

At this moment, a noise suddenly came.

"Haha...Second, do you still remember when we met the 'Taihang Four Tigers'?"

In the middle of the restaurant, a fat man with purple-red face boasted, saying very happily, and was already drunk.

He is indeed very proud. Who in the world knows that the "Storm of the Golden Lion Escort Agency" Zhuge Lei's martial arts are only under the head of the general escort, especially the swordsmanship that is as fast as a wind, is beyond ordinary warriors.

"Of course, no one knows the big brother's fast sword, and no one accepts it?"

The few people sitting with him praised him, and Zhuge Lei laughed and looked very happy.

"With Zhuge Lei's character, being able to survive until now is a strange thing!"

The middle-aged man sighed slightly.

Suddenly, the curtain of the restaurant was lifted, and two figures floated in like snowflakes.

The two men took off their hats and showed their sallow and thin faces. Their ears were small, but their noses were large, occupying almost one-third of a face, and they pushed their eyes to the next to their ears, but their eyes were vicious and sharp, just like the eyes of a rattlesnake.

Under the cloak that seemed to be stained with blood, there was a black tights, shaking like a snake, wet, soft, thin and smooth, making people shudder.

"You are Zhuge Lei?"

The two of them looked almost exactly the same, except that one looked extremely white, and the other was as dark as the bottom of a pot. They came to Zhuge Lei and asked coldly.

Their voices were also sharp and rapid, just like two snakes!

Perhaps, these two people are not humans at all, but humans and snakes! The two snakes of green blood! The most cruel robbers in the Yellow River area!

"Don't dare...who are you?"

Zhuge Lei said with a forced smile.

"Leave the thing you brought from outside the pass, and we will spare you!"

The white snake said sinisterly.

"You two are afraid that we have made a mistake. We were bodyguards outside the pass and did not bring anything back..."

A man stood up next to Zhuge Lei, with a smile on his face.

However, he could no longer speak halfway, because the black snake had already shaken his hand and pulled out a vicious snake-like soft sword from his waist, rolling it around his neck.

His head jumped up instantly, and his smile had not even been curled!

What a poisonous person! What a fast sword!

"Two... aren't you Bi...Bi Blood Snakes?" Zhuge Lei suddenly remembered the two of them and his teeth trembled.

Hurry!

The two snakes of the blue blood are so famous. The Golden Lion Escort Agency's legs have begun to tremble, and some even shrank under the table.

The white snake smiled and said, "I'm still quite eye-catching. Do you want to hand over things?"

Zhuge Lei's face changed continuously. He took out a yellow cloth bag from his arms and threw it on the table, saying, "The thing is here, but if you want to take it away, you might as well show your skills so that I can give you an explanation..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he retreated to the flying sword and picked up a plate of shrimp balls. The sword light flashed, and the shrimp balls in the air fell in two halves. This quick sword was indeed enough to make a name for itself in the world.

"As long as two of you can do this, I will present the things with both hands!"

Zhuge Lei shouted, but the middle-aged man was secretly funny, because in this way, the two snakes of the blood could only cut off the shrimp balls, and could not cut Zhuge Lei's head.

"Is this considered martial arts?"

The black snake giggled, suddenly pursed his lips and sucked it. The shrimp balls on the ground bounced up one after another. His right hand shook, and the poisonous snake-like soft sword instantly straightened and sparsely pierced out, connecting all the shrimp balls on the sword.

This kind of eye strength and hand strength is much better than Zhuge Lei.

Zhuge Lei's forehead was covered in cold sweat and he said tragically: "Since that's the case, I'll hand over this thing to you!"

"Hehe...If we want us to spare you, we will climb around the table first..."

The white snake giggled.

Zhuge Lei's face turned blue and red, and he suddenly held the hilt tightly. Just when others thought he was going to draw his sword and fight to the death, he really lay on the ground and crawled around the table.
Chapter completed!