"Let me release my nephew, please come to me if you have anything to do!"

Zhong Zhan said loudly.

"Not bad! You're a tough guy!" Fang Ming raised his thumb. "It's a pity that this is useless!"

He raised Zhong Zhan to the carriage and said to Sang Mulao: "When it comes to torture, men are actually more difficult to endure than women. As long as they destroy the strong body that they rely on and are also the source of confidence, you will find that their hearts are even more fragile than some women..."

"Hehe... Thank you, Master, for your advice. I will 'enter' that Master Wu..."

Sang Mulao smiled like a night owl, which made Fang Ming watch silently for Wu Dingqiu in his heart.

"You evil devil... my master will not let you go!"

Zhong Zhan was already unlucky and couldn't help but curse.

"Even if he lets me go, I won't let him go..."

Fang Ming seemed to emit a strange light in his eyes and said, "Look at my eyes!"

Zhong Zhan’s eyes and Fang Ming’s eyes touched a strange light, his mind was immediately confused, and his face became dazed.

"Very good, I'll ask you next, you answer!" Fang Ming's voice seemed to have a strange power, and driven by this power, Zhong Zhan seemed to have become a puppet who would answer questions and answer questions.

Facts have proved that these two heroes are still quite wealthy.

Not only did Zhong Zhan sell all his underwear, but the Wuding ball outside was not much better. He just cut a few pieces of meat and cried and called his parents. He was shit and peeing, and he explained everything.

A total of the authentic Tianshan Sect's internal skills and mental methods were revealed from these two N generations, a set of "Tianshan Sword Technique" that can be learned from hundreds of schools of thought, a set of "Shangfeng Chasing Sword", a thirteen-way "Summer Sword", and a set of "anti-Tianshan Sword Technique". They act in the opposite direction everywhere, which is strange and strange. It was from the white-haired witch lineage and exploded from Wuding Ball. In addition to these, there are several Tianshan Sect's unique hidden weapon "Tianshan Divine Light" and launching techniques, as well as seven Tianshan Blue Spirit Pills, which can be called a super harvest!

The Tianshan School has learned the essence of swordsmanship and has been perfected by generations of masters. Now it has been plundered by Fang Ming. How could the word "satisfaction" be so good?

"The Tianshan School is indeed full of light, and it is kind to future generations..."

Fang Ming was completely excited and almost had the idea of ​​looting other disciples from famous sects.

But after thinking about it carefully, he gave up on this plan.

"The Tianshan Sect has been carried forward since Huo Tiandu in the Ming Dynasty. Although it is located in the border area, each generation has produced many talents, surpassing the four major sects such as Shaolin and Wudang. It has a faint power to lead the martial arts world. The disciples selected are of high spirits but not many, so they have gained such gains. Are other sects? Unless they capture all their Sutra Gallery in one go, it will be difficult... and they may not be as good as the Tianshan Sect in total!"

If the luck of the martial arts world at this time is 100%, at least 60% of them are above the Tianshan Sect. This is due to the accumulation of a hundred years. Where can Fang Ming find such a big dog?

"Owner!"

Master Zangling and others were all full of joy. After obtaining this internal skill, even if the hidden worries of being possessed by the devil can not be completely solved, it can be greatly suppressed and all of them will naturally be happy.

And the Tianshan Sect may have revenge? In their opinion, naturally, Fang Ming, the master with great magical powers, was overwhelmed by him. What are you afraid of?

"Master? Is it?" Sang Mumu looked at the two people unconscious on the ground and made a gesture of killing and silence.

As long as you destroy the corpse and do it cleanly, it will be very difficult to find them.

"No need! Let them go!"

Fang Ming Youran said: "Are I still afraid of Tang Xiaolan? Let them take the message back, and this Eternal Evil Emperor Fang floats in the water and waits for Tang Xiaolan to come!"

Fang Ming looked at the sky with his eyes, looking arrogant, while the four masters of the Tibetan spirit admired them very much.

Master Zangling threw two human-shaped gift packs from Zhong Zhan and Wu Dingqiu on the side of the road, and then looked at Fang Ming: "Master...will we go to Xin'an Town to rest next?"

"No! You set out immediately and go to find Mengjiazhuang. It is where Meng Shentong's nest is located, located in the valley south of Taihang Mountain, less than a hundred miles away..."

Fang Ming closed his eyes for a moment and suddenly said.

Master Zangling looked at each other and saw the shock in the other person's eyes.

Although Meng Shentong is a murderous devil, there are many powerful enemies in the world and his whereabouts are quite secret. Unexpectedly, this mysterious master just closed his eyes and immediately knew the whereabouts of the other party.

Master Zangling even thought of the divine calculator mentioned by Jiangnan before, and secretly surprised that this eternal evil master was really proficient in the innate divine calculator?

Since I knew the place, I was very easy to find. I walked forward with a carriage and arrived at Mengjiazhuang at night.

Mengjiazhuang has more than 20 houses in the valley south of Taihang Mountain, which is built in its own village. The villagers are all members of the Meng Shentong clan and their disciples. Meng Shentong lives in a large house in the shape of an ancient castle in the village.

Master Zangling followed Fang Ming the earliest, and at this time he was the highest among the servants. He immediately stepped forward and whispered: "The Eternal Evil Emperor is here, where is Meng Shentong?"

The door was opened, and Xiang Hong, the eldest disciple of Meng Shentong, was stunned when he came out.

Seeing that the four people of Zangling were of different shapes and had extremely high martial arts skills, he had already guessed the identities of these people in his heart. They were all famous demons in the evil sect and were family with him. However, the title of Eternal Evil Emperor was so grand and arrogant, but he had never heard of it. He couldn't help but wonder: "Let's be long and long, please wait, I'll report it now..."

Not long after, the two old men came out.

The leader was a tall, red face and hunchback. It was Meng Shentong. When he saw the four masters of Zangling, he was stunned for a moment. Then he smiled and came up to salute: "It turned out that four good friends are here. I have lived in seclusion for a long time. It's a pity that you can find here..."

Seeing the four masters of Zangling standing with their hands down, and even dared not breathe for a moment in front of Fang Ming, he felt even more amazed: "Is this a prince and nobleman? Otherwise, how could these four demons be so humble?"

"Meng Shentong, are you the number one master of the evil sect now? Tsk tsk... Isn't it that Ancestor Yi can't see it?"

Fang Ming looked up at the sky, looking up at the starry sky, and the Kunlun Sanren beside him had already spoken: "Brother Meng, this is the first martial arts master in our evil sect throughout history, and the eternal evil emperor Fang Fushui Fang!"

"Okay... are you four here to weigh me today?"

Meng Shentong was stunned. He had never heard of Fang Ming's name before. At this time, he felt that today was the four masters of Zangling who were angry with the title of the first in their evil sect. He deliberately came to find trouble and made trouble, and his face immediately became cold.

"What is the name of the Eternal Evil Emperor? It's unheard of. It's ridiculous, it's so ridiculous!"

An old man next to him smiled and said, "It was Meng Shentong's junior brother Yang Chi Fu. Although he was not as good as Meng Shentong's seventh level, he had also practiced it to the fifth level and was a first-class person among the evil sects."

"Boy is looking for a fight!"

Fang Ming laughed strangely twice, suddenly burst out, swung his right hand and slapped him.

"Looking for death!" The black air flashed on Yang Chi Fu's face, the Yin Palm was horizontally pushed, and the Shura Yin Evil Achievement was instantly urged to the fifth level. Fang Ming only felt a chill that hit his body. Unfortunately, it was still far from Zuoqiu Yiren's Tianyin Palm. The Yi Jin Jing turned and the body was completely unobstructed. His right hand kept giving Yang Chi Fu a big ear shave, and he turned his palm and pulled him back.

Slap!

The people present heard two crisp sounds, and Yang Chi Fu's cheeks were already bulging high and red and swollen.

Yang Chi Fu's eyes were red, and she screamed and wanted to go forward and fight desperately, but was stopped by Meng Shentong.

"The martial arts of the Lord is amazing, but is the name Fang's name floating water?" Meng Shentong thought in his mind that although the Shura Yinsha skill of Yang Chi Talisman has not reached the point where he was injured and died, it was already five or six points. Fang Ming's move just now was not restrained at all, and he was incompetent, which made him unable to see a way out, and he couldn't help but feel very afraid.

"Hehe... I am the greatest master of the evil sect from ancient times to the present. Xiao Meng, do you think that with the seventh level of Shura Yinsha skill, you can firmly be the first master of the evil sect? Hehe... I will push your merits to the ninth level before saying this..."

Fang Ming revealed Meng Shentong's current martial arts progress in one mouthful, which surprised Meng Shentong even more. Fang Ming himself carefully experienced the cold power of the Yin and cold power on Yang Chi Fu's hand just now.

"It seems to be quite similar to Yin Han in Yin Sha Gong, but these two sets of martial arts are originally used to cultivate Yin Han Qi. The similarity is too normal. I am afraid that only by seeing the secret book can you really distinguish it..."

Although Fang Ming himself has not practiced the Yinsha skills of the Daqian world, he has also studied it for a lot of time and has a lot of experience in resisting the Yin and Cold Qi.

What's more, his Yijin Jing's internal strength is the most powerful and bright, but it is the authentic Xuanmen sect, and his true power is like an iron plate. The power of Shura Yinsha Palm in the first six levels of the Cloud Sea World is probably not even able to make him shivering.

"Hehe... Xiao Meng, you finally earned a name for me. I am a little older than me and I like to support the backwards. Today I will like to mention you a few words..."

Fang Ming said: "I see the thick blue-black color between your eyebrows. Obviously, Shura Yinsha has already reached seven-point fire, but he is still in full swing and his life will not last long..."

"It should be noted that this technique was originally introduced from India. Later, after being studied by a master of the White Lama in Tibet, it was more complete, and it was officially named "Shura Yinsha Gong". According to Buddhist legend, there is a nine-level hell, and this kind of Ashura Yinsha Gong is also divided into nine-level realms. If you practice it to the ninth level, it is extremely powerful and used to hurt people. It will be like entering the nine-level hell and will never be reborn forever.
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