Chapter 82： 82 Marching down

Chapter 82 82 Marching Down

Outside the main hall.

The middle-aged man with a white beard slowly lowered his long bow, exhaled lightly, and smiled.

A clear scar from his right eye pulled down from top to bottom. Almost blind.

But the scar at this time made him a bit more fierce.

"Master Zhao is worthy of being born with divine power, and his strength is really extraordinary." A red-haired Huxi man clapped his hands in admiration.

"Where, compared to your dog king's double sword skills, my hand is nothing." Zhao Yueting said modestly.

As the general manager of Hailong in Huaxin County. He had long been dissatisfied with the person in charge on Tan Yang's side.

So, taking advantage of this opportunity, if he can successfully make a contribution, compare to the previous accident on Tan Yang's side.

One trade off and the other grows, maybe it can be replaced, and he can go to Tan Yang to sit in the branch.

Therefore, this time, in order to be safe, he simply brought his elites and participated in the siege.

"Sir, some of Zhang Xuan's subordinates retreated to the Xuanxin Hall, and some went to Shangde Garden." A guard stepped forward to report. "Fang Qi's deputy is asking about our next move."

"No hurry, what about Zhang Xuan?"

"Zhang Xuan is fighting with the Tangsha Palace Master and has fled to the back mountain."

"Let's go and deal with Zhang Xuan first, the rest are nothing but idiots. Awesome, Zhang Xuan is worthy of being a former Rank 5 master."

Zhao Yueting praised.

Tang Sha is powerful, he knows that, if he fights head-on, he will lose within 20 moves.

But that Zhang Xuan confronted Tang Sha and Fang Qi by himself, and he managed to hold on for so long.

put down his bow, he took the machete handed over by his subordinates, brought a few people with him, and quickly walked towards the alley on the side of the main hall.

There is the direction to the back mountain.

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Qinghe Gongshan Gate.

Zhang Rongfang looked at the guarded mountain gate from a distance, and raised the wish wheel. Step forward.

"How are you going to get up? The infighting should be about to start now."

A somewhat familiar voice floated from behind.

Zhang Rongfang was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look.

Qingsu also came.

She was still wearing a mask, leather armor, and a short knife in her hand.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Rongfang wondered.

"I didn't remember until you left, you haven't given me the feather talisman yet." Qingsu said calmly.

"You haven't said yet, how do you plan to go up?"

Zhang Rongfang didn't reply, he threw the feather talisman back and walked forward with the wish wheel.

Soon he walked to the front of the mountain gate.

"Who?" The guards were several martial practitioners wearing Taoist robes and white coats.

There are men and women.

"Under Zhang Rongfang, I used to work in other places, and now I'm back, please read the letter."

Zhang Rongfang handed over his identity letter.

Since there are Taoist priests guarding the mountain, it is too late.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Among the people guarding the mountain gate, an elderly Taoist priest stepped forward, took the letter, and looked over it.

"Sorry, the mountain gate is closed today. If there is anything wrong with the younger brother, you can come back tomorrow."

Zhang Rongfang frowned and was about to speak.

"Zhang Rongfang? It's you!?" Suddenly, a Kundao came out from behind a few people on the opposite side.

The person here has a fair face, decent facial features, and a calm temperament. It was the same disciple Situ Nan that Zhang Rongfang knew when he was a handyman disciple.

Situ Nan's face was stiff, he opened his mouth to say something, but he pressed it down again.

"Situ, why are you here?" Zhang Rongfang keenly noticed something was wrong.

Situ Nan is also a martial arts disciple, so why would he go to the mountain gate to do gatekeeping work?

"I was assigned to guard the mountain gate. There is something important in the Taoist Palace today. If you want to come, come tomorrow. Come again."

Situ Nan gritted his teeth, a trace of unbearable flashed in his eyes, but still persuaded the other party not to go up the mountain.

"Tomorrow?" Zhang Rongfang fell silent. Look at the people in front of you.

Qinghe Palace has only such a way to go up the mountain the fastest. If you want to switch to other detours, you will waste a lot of time.

so.

"What if I have to go up the mountain today?"

"Must?" The middle-aged Taoist laughed, "It's interesting, then you can try it."

Zhang Rongfang stopped talking.

He looked up at the mountain, and there seemed to be a faint sound coming from the wind.

Wow.

He raised the wish wheel.

Take a step forward.

Suddenly a figure flashed.

A group of Taoist guards saw a flower in front of their eyes, and the middle-aged Taoist still had the sneer from before.

with a screeching sound.

His eyes were blank and his head flew high.

A headless corpse slowly knelt down.

After the corpse fell, the rest of the people reacted in shock and screamed.

Zhang Rongfang's figure has quickly passed through the mountain gate, turning into a black line and rushing towards the mountain.

Its speed is far beyond the level of the so-called third-rank.

Qingsu in the back didn't react at all. At that moment, she was still waiting for how Zhang Rongfang would react.

Can.

"This"

"This kind of movement.!"

Her body trembled slightly.

That is not shock, but horror.

An icy shudder rose from her tailbone all the way up to the top of her head.

Just now, if it were her to block.

Qing Su was horrified.

Because the answer was already in her mind.

That blow, even if it was her, would definitely kill her.

"This is not a third-grade movement technique at all! Zhang Rongfang. You hid so deeply!"

She suppressed the goose bumps on her body, gritted her teeth, and accelerated towards the mountain.

She wants to see with her own eyes what Zhang Rongfang wants to do!

at the gate of the mountain.

For a while, only Situ Nan and the others were left, looking at the headless corpse with a pale face, not recovering from the accident just now.

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The second gate of the mountain gate, the wooden door to the living room was smashed by a strong force.

The door fell down, and the two Taoists with sticks inside turned to look.

In an instant, two blood flowers bloomed.

The two covered their throats blankly and fell to the ground slowly.

In the shadows behind them, Zhang Rongfang withdrew his wish wheel, and walked through the reception room with a calm expression to the inner door.

What   Qingsu said was right.

As long as he is fast enough, there will always be only one enemy.

creaking.

The inner door opened, revealing the dojo that was still fighting fiercely inside.

The two leather armored sword and shield soldiers roared and swung their swords at him.

The   silver blade was almost dyed dark red with blood.

Smell.

The blade slid past Zhang Rongfang's side and failed.

He staggered forward, passing between the two of them like a phantom.

puff.

The two soldiers held the **** neck and fell to the ground.

You don't need to shoot, just put the injury in the right position and everything is over.

Farther away, a martial arts strong man saw this side, growled lowly, and charged fiercely with his knives hovering in both hands.

when!

The giant machete that was as long as one person slashed heavily on the stone bricks on the ground and fell into a small half-blade.

Zhang Rongfang flashed and appeared behind the strong man, and a row of blood beads slowly dripped from the blade.

The strong man froze in place, the whole person started from the waist, slowly divided into two sections, and slipped to the ground.

At this time, Qing Su came quickly from behind.

On the way, her scalp was numb, and she looked at the corpses along the way.

Until now, she didn't know what kind of person she was provoking before.

At this time, after seven or eight people were killed by Zhang Rongfang in a row, a few small bosses were added to them.

This kind of rebellious battle made Zhang Xintai and the others who were blocked in the Xuanxin Hall also take a breath and began to roar and recoil.

Qingsu exhaled lightly, at this time there was no sign of Zhang Rongfang on the field.

He is like a deadly viper in the shadows, and only a little of him can be seen before someone is killed.

When    is short, there will be fewer and fewer chaotic troops belonging to Hailong and Fang Qi on the field.

Some people even lost half of their teammates inexplicably, and even if they were scared, they dropped their weapons and ran away.

These so-called rebels were actually just ordinary farmers a few months ago.

The remaining Taoist subordinates of Tang Sha were gradually surrounded by Zhang Xintai and others who came out of the counterattack.

The scene was a mess, and there was melee everywhere.

Qingsu tried to find Zhang Rongfang's figure.

But with her fourth-grade physical fitness, it was actually a little difficult to find the other party's trace.

While chasing each other, she has seen the bodies of several third-rank sea dragon elite masters.

These masters, who were only one step weaker than her, were like garbage, lying on the ground gradually cold.

This made her feel even colder.

She already understands that this Zhang Rongfang is definitely not a third grade!

His strength is far beyond his imagination!

Finally, her vision chased a blurry shadow.

is Zhang Rongfang!

He was getting up from a corpse, as if he was interrogating some news, and walked straight to the side of the alley.

Qingsu gritted his teeth and quickly followed.

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Back Mountain.

Rows of drying robes and clothing rooms.

The two figures quickly interlaced, making heavy hand-to-hand noises from time to time.

Pieces of clothing were shredded and thrown up by Juli, and scattered with the mountain wind.

After a while, Tang Sha's chest kept rising and falling, and he took a few steps back and stopped.

He is also old. It's pretty good to be able to do that.

The corner of Zhang Xuan's mouth was bloody, and he was also seriously injured. But the key is not this, but after playing for so long, their physical strength can't hold it anymore.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Zhao Yueting, who was not far away, was carrying a machete and led someone closer with a big laugh.

"Palace Master Tang, it seems that you are still getting old. You still can't win a mere Zhang Xuan for so long. Do you want someone to help?"

Zhang Xuan looked at the new arrivals, especially Zhao Yueting at the front. This person is the fourth-rank leader of Hailong. He is said to be able to splash water without entering, which is quite powerful.

Now he is almost exhausted physically and mentally, and has been struggling to support him, just hoping to wait for the three leaders of the Han family to go up the mountain to support him in time.

Yes. The support came from the villains like Hailong!

Zhang Xuan's heart sank.

Recalling this hasty uprising, I originally thought that the brothers who were united in one heart, originally thought that the blood was the alliance of life and death.

It is only now that I realize that those people and those things are all fake.

In order to recruit security, Fang Qi's people were able to do this.

"But it's okay. At least Hongyan and Rongfang are outside."

"Hong Yan is already pregnant. And Rong Fang. It's a pity I can't see his future fame"

the other side.

"When you're old, you're not a young man anymore." Tang Sha was not stubborn. Since someone helped him, he naturally wouldn't refuse.

"Please also ask Mr. Zhao to help."

He clasped his fists and bowed to Zhao Yueting.

Zhao Yueting laughed and moved forward with a knife.

After just taking a few steps, he suddenly realized that something was wrong and turned around abruptly.

behind.

Of the three men he had just brought, two of them fell in a pool of blood.

And the last person is reaching out with difficulty, wanting to touch to remind him.

Snapped.

The    arm dropped, and the man released a large hand from his neck.

The big hands drooped, and blood dripped from the fingertips.

"Now."

In the darkness, a person slowly approached.

"It's one-on-one again."

Zhang Rongfang raised his head and looked at Zhao Yueting in front of him, his face was full of blood spattered.

"Sorry, master, the disciple came a step late."

Then, as before, he raised his head to meet Zhang Xuan's stunned gaze.

Thank you for your support, and thanks to my father, Han Gaozu, for the recommendation~

In addition, a new book is also sacrificed here~ Those who are worried about fried dough sticks (the master of the trick), the quality of the old author is guaranteed, and interested friends can go and read it.

(end of this chapter)