Gou Became a Martial Saint In Another World Chapter 311

  Chapter 311 Leaving the city late at night! Yang Fang appeared!

  Unknowingly, it was snowing again.

   On the thick trunks of the trees, snowflakes were piled up, and the cold wind howled and hummed.

  It was pitch black.

   It's like being covered in thick ink.

  A gray-black carriage was walking slowly in the snow, and there was a small charcoal stove inside, emitting light smoke, coaxing the interior of the carriage into warmth.

  Yang Fang was wearing a dark blue robe, his black hair was loose, and his eyes were flat. He picked up a hot wine glass and tasted it quietly.

   is across from him.

  It was Cao Wenlie, who was wrapped in a red padded jacket, had a square face and a short beard.

  He lifted the curtain of the car casually, looked out at the thick darkness and drifting snow, and said with emotion: "Finally out of the city, where are you going next?"

  Before Yang Fang returned, he found the other party.

   Then, under the arrangement of Cao Wenlie, he opened the city gate with almost no effort, took a carriage, and left the imperial city.

   "I haven't thought about it yet, maybe I will stay here for a while."

  Yang Fang responded calmly, telling the truth before coming up.

   "It's fine, anyway, with your cultivation base, as long as you don't get out of the ladder on the third day, no one should be able to stop you!"

  Cao Wenlie nodded directly.

  Suddenly remembered something, and said with a smile: "By the way, you seem to have entrusted No. 1 with a mission to find someone to help some of your fellow countrymen in the Northern Territory. Is this mission completed now? Do you still need people?"

  He looked at Yang Fang attentively.

   "What? You want to go too?"

  Yang felt relieved and looked at Cao Wenlie.

   "Yes, I also need some Black Jade Elixir recently."

  Cao Wenlie smiled embarrassingly.

  The situation of the royal family is becoming more and more weird now. The Huangji Pill, which was originally supplied every month, has not yet been distributed.

   "If you want to pick it up, it's okay, but now that my fellow countrymen are being hunted down by the Sky Palace, you have to think clearly."

  Yang Fang opened his mouth and looked deeply at Cao Wenlie.

   "The Palace of the Sky?"

  Cao Wenlie's face changed slightly.

   After a while.

   Breathed out lightly, and said: "You only need to rescue those few fellow countrymen of yours, and you don't need to have a direct confrontation with the Sky Palace, so you can give it a try."

  He can survive to this day, naturally he has some skills, otherwise, he would have been wiped out by Pang Wanzhong as early as in the Jiuyou headquarters.

  I don't have any other abilities, but when it comes to the ability to escape, it is definitely a must.

  So, on the condition that there is no direct conflict with the Vault of Heaven Palace, he should be able to rescue some people.

   "That's fine, as long as you want, I have no objection."

  Yang Fang smiled slightly, turned his palms over, and two magical elixir plants shining with black jade-colored light appeared, which he handed over to Cao Wenlie.

   Yang Fang would naturally not mind if he could borrow some strength.

   Otherwise, if he did everything himself, sooner or later, Cheng Tianye and the others would find out the anomaly, but now it's alright, the people who appear are different every time.

   This gave Cheng Tianye and the others an illusion that there were so many masters in the Celestial Organization.

   "These are two plants. After you complete the task, I will give you two more plants."

  Yang Fang said flatly.

  Cao Wenlie's eyes flashed, and he immediately grabbed the black jade elixir in his hand and carefully identified it.

   "Good medicine!"

   He was amazed.

   Black jade elixir of this level is rare even in the royal family, and it can definitely be regarded as the real best!

  Where did you get the number thirteen?

  He became more and more curious about Yang Fang's identity.

  The carriage continued on in the darkness.

  The wind is harsh and the snow is drifting.

  Cao Wenlie didn't wait too long. After sending Yang Fang not far from the city, he flashed his body and quickly got out of the carriage and disappeared.

   Half an hour later.

  The carriage passed through the dense forest, leaving two ruts behind it in the white snow, and finally stopped in front of the Liu Family Villa.

   Nothing but!

   After the carriage stopped, Yang Fang frowned slightly and looked at the area in front of him.

  The night was dark and the snow was falling.

  The entire Liu Family Villa had turned into ruins at some point.

  There are collapsed stones, collapsed buildings, and traces of fire everywhere.

  A scent of drunken soul slowly came from the ruins.

  Yang Fang's eyes sank, his burly body flickered slightly, and he appeared in the ruins. According to the breath of [Drunk Soul Fragrance], he began to search quickly.

   not long.

  He paused, appeared in front of a ruin, and waved his hand casually.

   There was a clatter.

  The gravel in front of my eyes collapsed, and the sand flew away.

   Under the ruins, a mass of charred black hair and some clothes were found.

   "Liu Yun's hair and clothes."

  Yang Fang talked to himself.

  Before, just in case, Liu Yun and Liu Xianquan had been marked by him.

  At this moment, when he first smelled the fragrance of drunken soul, he thought that both father and son had been killed.

   He didn't heave a sigh of relief until he saw the current scene.

Now it seems!

   The two father and son are probably still alive!

  Yang Fang turned his head and continued to search in the ruins. Ten minutes later, he searched through the entire ruins to make sure that the bodies of the two were not found.

  He stood in the dark night, carefully distinguishing the faint breath in the air, and traces of the extremely subtle scent of drunken soul slowly drifted from the eastern region.

  His eyes flashed.

over there!

   Whoosh!

  Yang Fang didn't even think about it, his body quickly swept out, and the soles of his feet landed on the trunks of the trees, borrowing strength back and forth, and quickly disappeared here.

  Under the rich night.

  The cold wind howled and whined harshly.

  A ruined temple in a remote mountain, the windows leak air, and the door is not tight.

  Snowflakes were continuously blown into the temple.

  Not even a torch was lit in the temple, and I didn't enter to watch it, thinking that there was no one inside.

  But as everyone knows, in the main hall, two figures are leaning against the corner, resting silently.

  Liu Yun, a young man with bald hair, dressed in yellow monk robes and dressed like a monk, had a bitter face at this moment, and kept touching his head with his palms.

   Every time he touches the scene where his hair is hairless, Liu Yun will show a wry smile.

   "Father, you can't pretend to be anything, why do you have to pretend to be a monk, I hate monks!"

   Liu Yun couldn't help but said.

  The knight-errant in his impression is the kind of Geschizophrenia with fluttering green shirt, black hair like ink, and stalwart shoulders.

   Just like Yang Fang!

   It's definitely not this kind of little novice monk with a hairless head and a monk's robe.

   Besides, it's ugly to shave your head bald.

   "Shut up, brute!"

  Liu Xianquan gritted his teeth, waited for Liu Yun viciously, and said, "If you don't pretend to be a monk, can you survive? Only by pretending to be a monk will you not be noticed by your enemies!"

   His forehead is also bald.

  None of the original long hair was left.

   "Can't pretend to be a Taoist priest?"

  Liu Yun muttered, still dissatisfied, and said: "Besides, don't you have many friends? Why don't you invite some friends to deal with your enemies?"

"You know what a fart, most of my friends were swept into such a big incident in the imperial city before, and their lives and deaths are still unknown. Besides, those enemies have huge backgrounds and are extremely terrifying. Even if I invite friends, I'm afraid I won't dare We are enemies against them, we can only feign death and save our lives, hoping to hide it from our enemies."

   Liu Xianquan couldn't help sighing.

Liu Yun on the   side was also silent.

  A few days ago, the city underwent a major change, and the city was closed overnight.

   No one was able to enter for several days in a row.

  He wanted to see Yang Fang, but naturally he couldn't.

   "If that Mr. Xiao is here, he will definitely help us tide over the difficulties."

   Liu Yun whispered.

   "Mr. Xiao is also trapped in the imperial city. I don't know if he can get out of the siege. In my opinion, it may be difficult. No one can escape the entire imperial city."

  Liu Xianquan shook his head lightly, and said: "Besides, even if he can get out of trouble, knowing the background of my enemies, I'm afraid he wouldn't dare to be their enemies."

   Just then, there was a knock on the door outside the temple.

  Boom boom boom!

  The voice is dull, echoing in the silent night.

  The expressions of the two fathers and sons who were discussing changed, and they held their breath for an instant, without saying a word.

  Is there anyone who can approach the ruined temple silently?

"who?"

   Liu Xianquan's expression changed, but he couldn't help but speak.

  Even if you don't open your mouth, the other party will eventually barge in. It's better to ask why you came, maybe it's not an enemy.

   "Those who lost their way on a snowy night, please go in and take shelter from the snow."

  A gloomy and hoarse voice suddenly came from outside the door.

  Under the thick darkness, it looks particularly terrifying.

   Just like a terrifying evil spirit standing outside the door, the eerie shadow cast on the door brings unspeakable depression.

  The expressions of Liu Yun and Liu Xianquan changed drastically.

  Especially Liu Yun, trembling subconsciously.

   "Daddy..."

  He quickly looked at Liu Xianquan, his voice became unnatural.

  Liu Xianquan's scalp was numb, he looked outside the door, and said, "There is no owner of the ruined temple, if you want to come in, you can come in by yourself, why knock on the door?"

   Squeak!

  The sound of the door being pushed open slowly came out.

  Large flakes of snow poured into the ruined temple, and the wind was howling.

I saw two figures, one on the left and one on the right, standing outside the door. Their faces were cold and motionless, like zombies, their bodies were both tall, and their eyes were different from ordinary people, but shone with a faint golden luster. Turning slowly, he looked towards the two people in the temple.

   "The famous Liu Danshi, why did he become a monk as a monk? It's really brave to give up his family property for decades!"

  The person on the left spoke coldly and hoarsely.

  Liu Xianquan's face changed suddenly, he got up from the ground suddenly, grasped the long sword beside him in an instant, and sternly shouted: "Who are you?"

  Liu Yun on the side also felt nervous, and got up quickly.

  In order to avoid being traced along the way, they dismissed their servants and even brought extra luggage.

   "Why did Master Liu ask questions knowingly?"

  The person on the right said hoarsely.

  Liu Xianquan shrank his pupils slightly, and said angrily, "You...how did you find us?"

"We have never been able to find anyone we want to find, Wang Tianquan. Over the years, you have changed your name and surname, and you have hidden your tracks, but it is really easy for us to find. You will go with us by yourself. Or we'll catch you with our own hands!"

  The person on the left continued.

  Liu Xianquan's heart was twitching, thinking about the events of the year, he couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said, "If you want me to go with you, it depends on your means!"

  He immediately sent a voice transmission to Liu Yun, saying: "Yun'er, I'll hold them back right away, and you run away at night!"

   "Dad!"

   Liu Yun's expression changed.

"Walk!"

  Liu Xianquan let out a low cry, drew his long sword out of its sheath, and instantly rushed towards the two in front of him.

  The entire ruined temple suddenly saw swords, lights, swords, vigor roaring, humming, and chaos.

   "Dad!"

   Liu Yun shouted again.

   "Go!"

   Liu Xianquan shouted angrily.

  Liu Yun's scalp was numb, and he gritted his teeth and smashed the wall, rushing towards the thick darkness outside, the cold wind whistling in his ears, and snowflakes falling from his head.

   He couldn't bear it anymore, and tears welled up in his eyes.

  The last time I was in such a mess, it was still in the Nether Ruins!

   This time!

   When his own father was under siege, he actually escaped again.

  Gritting his teeth aggrievedly, Liu Yun fled frantically.

   Just as he rushed out of a dense forest, suddenly, a figure descended from the sky, his body turned around, and he grabbed Liu Yun's shoulder with his big hand.

  Liu Yun shouted angrily, and quickly drew out his sword to meet the attack. At the same time, he used his body skills, unpredictably, like a ghost, and the tip of the sword quickly stabbed at the opponent.

   Qingyunbu!

   Xuantian Sword!

  The other party let out a light hey, apparently also surprised by Liu Yun's body and sword skills, but his cultivation base was too much higher than Liu Yun's.

  Even if Liu Yun tried his best and changed it, it was still useless. After three or four moves, he was still slapped in the chest by the opponent's palm, and his body was like a broken sack. He flew upside down more than ten meters and smashed hard in the distance.

  Liu Yun vomited blood, quickly turned over, and continued to flee to the distance.

  But the person behind him showed his body skills, and he had already chased after him quickly, bringing up the sky full of ice and snow, and slashed fiercely at Liu Yun's body with his palm again.

   Liu Yun quickly turned around to block.

   With a bang, his arms were broken on the spot, showing pain, and his body flew out backwards, farther than before.

  But this time Liu Yun's body did not hit the ground directly.

   Instead, after flying halfway upside down, it was grabbed by a generous big hand, just like catching a scarecrow, with ease and effortlessness.

   Even Liu Yun's violent remaining power was instantly dispelled.

   "Liu Yun!"

   After the visitor grabbed Liu Yun, his tone was flat, and a pair of deep eyes looked towards Liu Yun's face.

  Liu Yun vomited blood, his body shook, showing surprise.

   "Mr. Xiao!"

  He shouted in surprise.

   "Where's your father?"

  Yang Fang asked calmly.

   "My father is being hunted down, save my father!"

   Liu Yun spoke hastily.

   "Who are you?"

  The black-robed figure on the opposite side looked at Yang Fang with a cold tone.

   "People passing by."

  Yang Fang's tone was calm, grabbing Liu Yun's body, and darting towards the front without even looking at the black-robed figure.

The black-robed figure felt a chill in his heart, and stared at Yang Fang closely. At the moment Yang Fang's body passed by, he shot suddenly, rushed past with a whoosh, and directly punched Yang Fang's temple. It's blurry.

  Yang Fang waved his hand casually.

  The whole world seemed to fall instantly, affected by a mysterious aura, as if the space in front of him was covered by Yang Fang's palm.

   Click!

boom!

  After a muffled sound, the figure in black robe flew upside down on the spot. His body was like a tattered body, and he was directly smashed tens of meters away. His flesh and blood were like mud.

  Yang Fang didn't stop, and disappeared here in an instant.

   Liu Yun was shocked when he saw it.

   A master who is half a step of the Holy Spirit was instantly killed with a palm?

  In the broken temple.

Liu Xianquan's body flew upside down like a torn sack, slammed through the wall, and landed in the distance. Even if he used a secret technique that greatly damaged his life, he could be promoted to the first ladder of the Holy Spirit for a short time, but he still didn't have the slightest bit of trouble. As a result, he was severely injured and couldn't get up on the ground.

   "Wang Tianquan, after so many years, why are you so stubborn?"

  The figure on the left continued to speak: "When you and your husband escaped from the Tianling Pagoda, we searched for many years to find you, now we should go with us."

   "Hey, I want the old man to make alchemy for you, go ahead and dream, even if the old man dies, I can't make alchemy for you."

  Liu Xianquan's face was pale, with blood on his mouth, he looked viciously at the two in front of him, suddenly raised his palm, and dropped it directly between his eyebrows.

  He actually planned to kill himself directly!

   However, the actions on the other side are extremely terrifying.

  He rushed forward with a whoosh, and when Liu Xianquan's palm was about to land between his eyebrows, he slapped him on the chest, blasting his body out on the spot, spurting blood and smashing it into the distance.

   "Don't worry about dying so quickly, if you die, what will your son do?"

  The figure on the left said in a calm tone, "If you dare to commit suicide, we will kill your son alive, alchemist Liu, I think you don't want to see all this."

"you you···"

  Liu Xianquan looked sad and indignant, looked at the two of them, and laughed miserably.

   These beasts!

   "It seems that I came at the right time, Master Liu, has my elixir been practiced yet?"

  Suddenly, a flat voice sounded from behind Liu Xianquan.

  Liu Xianquan's heart was shocked, and he quickly turned around.

   I can't believe it!

  Xiao Fang!

  How did he find it?

"Um?"

  The two people in front of them also frowned, and looked at Yang Fang instantly.

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  (end of this chapter)

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