Fortune Shrine

Chapter 112 Dispute

"Isn't this just the martial art!"

Fang Yi's face was startled, it turned out that this Ten Thousand Swords Flying Star Slash was the martial skill used by Qin Xinghai.

Although Qin Xinghai was beheaded by himself, if he hadn't relied on his physical strength and the Heavenly Dragon Claw, it was not certain who would win.

This martial skill is very good, especially the sword gang.

Thinking of Jian Gang, Fang Yi couldn't help but feel happy, and continued to read.

Sure enough, when Wan Jian Fei Xing Zhan has practiced to a certain level, he can turn Qi into a gang, condensing a faint sword gang.

Although it is only a trace, it is already very impressive.

You must know that if a warrior wants to condense the sword gang, he must break through to the Shenquan realm and use the power of his true essence to condense the sword gang.And this Ten Thousand Swords Flying Star Slash can actually allow people to condense swords in the spiritual sea realm. Although there are not many, it is enough to move freely in the spiritual sea realm.

It's a pity that what Qin Xinghai met was Fang Yi, who was like a monster, and his death was indeed somewhat wronged.

Fang Yi was overjoyed, and couldn't put it down immediately.

And this Ten Thousand Swords Flying Star Slash, with practice, can transform into countless aura long swords, the real Ten Thousand Swords Flying Together.

Qin Xinghai can only transform into four long swords. If there are more, Fang Yi may not be so relaxed. If he cultivates to perfection, Fang Yi may lose.

It's a pity that there are no ifs in this world. Qin Xinghai died, and he can only blame himself for not being good at learning.

Naturally, Fang Yi would not feel sorry for him. At this moment, he was completely immersed in this martial skill, and his fingers kept pinching.

It wasn't until a moment later that he retracted his thoughts.

"It is indeed a martial skill that can condense sword gang."

Fang Yi sighed in admiration, and put away the Wanjian Flying Star Slash.

Martial arts training cannot be completed overnight, so he is not in a hurry.

After sorting out the alchemy materials he purchased, Fang Yi prepared to start the alchemy furnace.

Since he promised Yang Susu to give him the True Yuan Pill in one month, Fang Yi didn't want to break his promise. Although he wasn't sure, he had to try his best.

Of course, what Fang Yi wants to refine now is not the True Essence Pill.

There is still a month to go, and he is not in a hurry, so before that, he still wants to accumulate some alchemy experience.

"Fang Yi, is Fang Yi there?"

Just as Fang Yi was preparing to make alchemy, an anxious voice came from outside the door.

Fang Yi frowned slightly, the voice sounded familiar to him, it seemed to be Zhao Mingde, and immediately replied, "Brother Zhao, please come in."

"Fang Yi, it's great that you're here."

Zhao Mingde ran in quickly, with a hint of anxiety on his face.

"What happened to brother Zhao?" Fang Yi asked in confusion.

He still has a good impression of Zhao Mingde. Since the last time, Zhao Mingde and Fatty have been very close. As for Fang Yi, he is basically not in the sect, and has less contact with him. However, he has never forgotten the favor of the other party.

"Fatty got into a fight with someone, and he was seriously injured." Zhao Mingde said hastily.

"Where are you? Lead the way." Fang Yi's expression turned cold, and he became gloomy for an instant.

During this period of time, although Fang Yi has been busy practicing, he has no time to take care of Fatty, and with the improvement of his cultivation level, other people know the relationship between Fatty and Fang Yi, and no one will provoke Fatty, but this time...

Along the way, Zhao Mingde talked to Fang Yi roughly.

It turned out that the fat man had a quarrel with someone about the leaderboard, and finally got into a big fight.

From the look in Zhao Mingde's eyes, Fang Yi knew that most of it had something to do with him. Fatty didn't make the list, so he was arguing with others.

The two arrived at the Samsara Peak Square all the way.

At this moment, there are already many people watching the excitement in the square.

In the middle of the crowd, I saw the fat man lying on the ground with a bruised nose and a swollen face. Beside him, there were two disciples supporting him, who also had some injuries. They seemed to be the helpers of the fat man. After this period of time, the fat man was not in vain.

"Bastard, if you have the guts to fight the fat man again."

As the fat man spoke, he stood up stubbornly again, spat out a mouthful of blood, and was about to rush over.

Opposite the fat man, there are several arrogant teenagers, the leaders are dressed in black, looking at the fat man with contempt.

"Fat pig, am I afraid that you will fail? Do you think there are still people covering you?"

The black-clothed boy spoke sarcasm, which didn't make much sense to other people's ears, but it was completely different to Fang Yi's ears.

What does it mean?

Could it be that this young man in black is Qin Xinghai's subordinate, knowing that Qin Xinghai did something to him today, he thought he was going to die, that's why he troubled the fat man?

Fang Yi suddenly felt that it was possible, but he was a little puzzled.

Ordinarily, Qin Xinghai would not have told other people about such a covert matter as assassinating himself, at most he was his confidant. The black-clothed boy in front of him was obviously not qualified enough.

It seems that I am thinking too much.

But this was a wake-up call to Fang Yi. Maybe someone else knew about this matter. After Qin Xinghai disappeared, the other party would definitely doubt him.

I just don't know what the other party is going to do.

At present, Fang Yi didn't bother to think about it, the worst would be to block it with soldiers.

The next moment, Fang Yi's figure flashed and rushed directly into the crowd.

Snapped!Snapped!

Immediately afterwards, two loud slaps sounded, and the man in black was blown away, his teeth scattered all over the ground, and blood continued to proliferate.

Everyone didn't react at all, and looked at the field blankly.

"Next time you talk cheap, I will cut your tongue directly."

Immediately, a cold voice sounded, and everyone realized that there was an extra person beside Fatty at some point, and it was Fang Yi.

"you you…"

The boy in black had blood on his mouth, he wanted to say something but couldn't speak at all.

The disciples who accompanied him all looked terrified when they saw Fang Yi.

"Fang Yi, you don't ask indiscriminately and directly attack and hurt people." A bold disciple asked.

"Do you need a reason to beat him?" Fang Yi said coldly, with an extremely domineering demeanor.

"Hmph, what a big breath."

At this time, another voice suddenly sounded, with a strong sense of irony in his tone.

I saw a young man with a cold and arrogant expression slowly walking over.

"It's Qi Yunfeng's Leng Xingkong."

Someone in the crowd exclaimed, apparently someone recognized the proud young man.

"Tsk tsk, he is Leng Xingkong. This time, he ranks No. 30 in the strength ranking of the outer sect. His strength is amazing. It seems that he is going to stand up for these people."

"Well, these people belong to Qi Yunfeng, so of course Leng Xingkong won't just sit idly by, this is a good show to watch."

"It seems that Fang Yi is going to suffer a lot now."

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, and when the fat man heard about it, a trace of worry appeared on his face, and he quickly said, "It was you Qi Yunfeng who did it first."

Fatty obviously wanted to solve Fang Yi's problem.

Fang Yi didn't know why, but he just smiled lightly.

"what is the problem?"

Leng Xingkong glanced at the crowd coldly and asked.

Immediately, a disciple told what happened.

It turned out that the cause of the incident was that the fat man was arguing with the boy in black about who was the strongest among the new disciples.

The fat man naturally supported Fang Yi, but the boy in black was Lin Shaohan's admirer, and they fought violently.

　Ask for a reward, ask for a recommendation, ask for a collection.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)