"cut"

A gray-white sword light slashed at Yu Zeren like lightning as soon as he rushed out.

Yu Zeren laughed. He was under the protective cover of internal energy and did not think that this slash like lightning could do anything to him.

"There are some tricks to show off your ugly things, behave like a good person..."

Before Yu Zeren could say the last few words, the white sword light had already penetrated Yu Zeren's body surrounded by red inner energy.

The sword light passes!

Yu Zeren's body was divided into two halves from his neck.

And those things that have not been finished can never be said.

Seeing Yu Zeren who couldn't stand up, Fang Ling breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, he felt like he was slumped to the ground.

This feeling was not because of a sigh of relief, but because the sword just now had already struggled with all the internal energy in his body.

To endurance of the discomfort in his body, Fang Ling pinched the magic trick and took back the golden sword talisman given by Lin Mucheng.

The golden sword talisman was a little dim, with only two left on it with three red lines.

This made Fang Ling feel a little distressed.

Carefully put away the sword talisman in his hand, Fang Ling's eyes fell on Yu Zeren's body, which was lying on the ground but his eyes wide open.

Fang Ling did not feel any pity for Yu Zeren's death, he only felt emotion.

Yu Zeren's sixth level of Qi training can even be said to be higher than Guan Wushu in the Humao Martial Arts Hall. However, such a powerful figure could not resist the attack Lin Mucheng gave him the sword talisman.

No wonder the monks at the seventh level of Qi practice look down on other people below the sixth level of Qi practice. Even myself now look down on those who practice martial arts.

You must break through the seventh level of Qi training and become one of the monks.

Fang Ling clenched his fists and then began to clean up Yu Zeren's body. Yu Zeren was obviously not a person who easily trusted others, so his main possessions were all on him.

Fang Ling was quite surprised by the 500,000 taels of gold ticket. Although he made a lot of money on medicinal materials, it was only tens of thousands of taels of gold. Yu Zeren was really rich enough, and the gold ticket alone was 500,000 taels.

The book "Blood Slaughtering Gong" has only more than twenty pages. It not only records the skills that Yu Zeren practiced, but also includes the skills such as the blood-crying claws used by Yu Zeren.

Fang Ling is already practicing the Peiyuan Gong, so he will naturally not destroy the Peiyuan Gong and re-practice the Blood Slaughter. Fang Ling can practice moves such as the Blood Slaughter Claw, but without the Blood Slaughter Claw as the foundation, the power of the Blood Slaughter Claw is much smaller, and he is basically a useless existence.

Just as Fang Ling was about to put the Blood Tu Gong aside, the last page attracted his attention.

Blood Burning Art!

There is only one page, and the number of words is only more than two hundred, but in Fang Ling's eyes, it is like a treasure.

This blood burning technique does not restrict the skill that the user practices. It has only one function, that is, burning the essence and blood of the caster, instantly doubles the caster's skills.

Although there are endless troubles, it is something that can save lives at critical moments.

Fang Ling silently remembered the Blood Burning Art in his heart, and then he held Yu Zeren's body and prepared to find a place to bury it.

But when he grabbed Yu Zeren's red clothes, the feeling of his hands told him that there seemed to be something mixed in front of the clothes.

"Squeeze"

Fang Ling tore the upper layer of Yu Zeren's clothes a hand, and a piece of cloth full of words fell from between the clothes.

Fang Ling was very concerned about this cloth. After all, Yu Zeren just put the cloth in his pocket casually and carefully hid it in his clothes, which shows how much he attached to this cloth.

After reading the text on the picture, Fang Ling fell into deep thought.

It’s not that the content on this picture disappointed him, but that the content on this picture gave him a hint of surprise.

This picture was left by a disciple of the Demon-Cultivation Sect.

To be precise, this was left by a disciple of the Demon-Chuang Sect who escaped the net. A hundred years ago, the Demon-Chuang Sect was jointly wiped out by the four major sects of Lu. Because of his low cultivation level, this disciple escaped from troubled waters.

Knowing that the identity of the disciple of the Demon-Chuang Sect was difficult to survive, this Demon-Chuang Sect disciple hid the twelve corpses he had trained in a hidden valley, and then entered the world of ordinary people.

Therefore, the Divine Sword Villa was found in the world.

This picture is a map that records the locations of the twelve corpses.

When the disciples of the Demon-Crafting Sect who founded the Divine Sword Villa left behind twelve corpses, they had the intention to use them in the future. However, with the stable life of marrying and having children and the ruthless pursuit of the remnants of the Demon-Crafting Sect by the four major sects, the disciple of the Demon-Crafting Sect did not finally release the corpse refining.

Yu Zeren slaughtered the Divine Sword Villa and obtained this map. Over the years, he has been searching according to the map, and it was not until recently that he found the valley where the disciple of the Demon Sect hidden his corpse.

Luming Mountain!

These three words are written by Yu Ze Rentian on the map!

Fang Ling, who grew up in Dingfang City, knew that Luming Mountain was just one hundred and fifty miles away from Dingfang City.

Fang Ling was full of yearning for these twelve corpses that were comparable to the seventh level of Qi training. Refining corpses is not a living thing. If these seven corpses can be included in the smoke and dust map of the western suburbs, the power of the smoke and dust map will be greatly increased.

After putting away the picture and pondering for a while, Fang Ling took Yu Zeren's head and walked towards his room.

At this time, it was already dawn!

When it is just dawn, it is an important time for practitioners. Taking advantage of this time to practice, you can be more than 30% better than ordinary times.

The maid under Chen Zhenghua hugged him tightly, as if he wanted him to grow on him. The little maid became more and more plump and glamorous, and was moistened by him inside and out like fresh water tofu. Although Chen Zhenghua enjoyed the feeling of pressing tofu, he still retreated from the maid's body bit by bit. At this moment, he needed to practice well.

But today, he did not practice, but walked towards the Fang family with great enthusiasm early in the morning.

Blood flows into a river, or is it piled up like a mountain of corpses?

What a pity, it was a pity that a beauty like Hua Shuying was destroyed by Yu Zeren. When she thought of this little beauty, Chen Zhenghua was distracted. Unfortunately, his father didn't support him. He didn't dare to argue with a fierce person like Yu Zeren.

"Young Master, look, there are many people from the government office standing at the gate of Fang's mansion." Just as Chen Zhenghua was thinking about how Hua Shuying, the beautiful flower, would wither, the servant following him said in a deep voice.

Is there a person from the government office? Hehe, it seems that the Fang family is miserable this time.

"Let's go and take a look." Although Cheng Shou is the highest leader of Dingfang City, he can continue to work in Dingfang City and depends on the Chen family's expression.

There were even a few disobedient city guards who died in the end.

And the final result is to die if you die!

Therefore, the people in the government office did not have any pressure on the Chen family.

"Hello, Mr. Chen!" A yamen runner with a knife smiled like a flower on his face when he saw Chen Zhenghua. He greeted him respectfully.

Chen Zhenghua didn't take the expression of the yamen runner to heart. He pretended to be a look of not knowing anything and said, "What happened? Why did you come here early in the morning?"

"What a big deal! We don't want to come so early!" the yamen runner said with a tired look on his face.

Chen Zhenghua felt more and more comfortable. Yu Zeren is worthy of being a famous villain, and he works neatly and neatly.

He nodded, and just as he was about to ask, he saw Guan Wushang, who was in the Humao Martial Arts Hall, walk out from inside with a black face. Seeing Guan Wushang with a heavy face, Chen Zhenghua felt a little confused. Why did this guy come so early?

Could it be that he heard the news?

It should be like this. Guan Wushang is a local snake in Dingfang City. He can't hide anything that happened. This guy is worried about being a scapegoat. After all, Fang Ling hit the 300 disciples of their Tiger Martial Arts Hall yesterday, and was wiped out today.

Anyone will be the first to think of the Tiger Power Hall.

Guan Wushang may not care about the government's investigation, but the great monk behind Fang Ling could not help but make Guan Wushen scared.

The evidence is what the government wants, and a great monk needs no reason to kill the prison without any injury.

"Old Guan, what happened?" Chen Zhenghua pretended to say to Guan Wushang, who was looking down and thinking.

Guan Wushang looked up and saw that it was Chen Zhenghua, and his face turned cold, but then he smiled and said, "It's okay, nothing big."

There is nothing big, do you think I don’t know what happened? Hehe, this time, it’s enough for you to drink a pot. Although it’s a pity to sacrifice you, it’s just a dog. The most important thing I don’t lack in is a dog.

Chen Zhenghua laughed: "It's good for small things, it's good for small things."

Just as he was about to say a few more words to Guan Wushang, a burst of footsteps came over. Amid the footsteps, three people came out, the first one was Master Zhao, and the second one was King Daoer, the head-in-chief of Dingfang City.

Chen Zhenghua was not surprised at all about these two people coming out. But when he saw the third person, he stayed there.

Her pretty face was a little more heroic than before, and she looked very different from the past. Walking next to Zhao Xianshi and Wang Daoer, these two people could not suppress the momentum of this person at all.

"Young Master Fang, it is really satisfying to kill Yu Zeren this time. I will definitely report this matter to Zhouya and send Yu Zeren's bounty to Young Master Fang's mansion." Wang Daoer said in a pleasing manner with a spring breeze on his face and said in a pleasing manner.

At this time, Chen Zhenghua had no time to pay attention to his expression. What was circling in his mind was what Wang Daoer said.

Kill Yu Zeren!

Yu Zeren actually died in Fang Mansion!

Yu Zeren, who was placed with his greatest expectations, died!

"Wang Daoer, what did you say? Yu Zeren was actually dead!" Chen Zhenghua couldn't keep his calm and asked loudly.

Wang Daoer saw Chen Zhenghua in a hurry, and a hint of suspicion appeared on his face. However, he was a smart person and knew that with his position, it would be better not to offend the Chen family. He smiled and said, "Yes, Mr. Chen, Yu Zeren was seeking death last night and ran to Mr. Fang's house to commit murder and was killed on the spot!"

"This...how is this possible?!" Chen Zhenghua murmured.

"How is it impossible? Some people are always whimsical with Yu Zeren's head, but I hope there will be less such things!" Master Zhao said in a silence, as if there was something in his words.

This made Chen Zhenghua even more uncomfortable. He understood that this was Master Zhao's warning himself!

A servant was holding a small plate with Yu Zeren's head on it. Looking at the head, Chen Zhenghua's body trembled!

Then, he saw Fang Ling's smile.
Chapter completed!