A Qi-replenishing pill costing fifty gold yuan was very effective. In a short period of time, Fang Ning had completely replenished his Qi. Fang Ning thought for a while, took off the waiter’s clothes, put them in a storage bag, and placed them in the storage bag.
He took out a set of extremely fancy clothes, put them on quickly, then took out the mask from the martial arts arena and put it on his face.
He quickly walked to the door of the private room in Xiaoxiang Hall. He Shangping was already outside the door, but he did not dare to come in directly and kept knocking on the door again.
Fang Ning punched his throat hard, as he sometimes did to himself, and his voice suddenly became hoarse, and he shouted loudly:
"Master, someone from the He family is here!"
Then, he opened the door, stood by the door, wearing a mask, as if he should be like this, holding a sword in both hands, looking arrogant, his nostrils piercing the sky, and said hoarsely to the door: "You are from the He family, my master wants you to come in.
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The door of Xiaoxiang Hall opened, and He Shangping glanced at Fang Ning angrily in his heart. No one in Kezhou City dared to speak to him like this. This impolite guy is so powerful that if it weren't for the powerful force behind your master, he would dare to talk to me.
So arrogant.
He Shangping walked into the Xiaoxiang Hall and never glanced at Fang Ning again. Such an arrogant little brat was infuriating to look at. Although he felt as if he had seen this kid there, he was completely ignored by him.
He Shangping looked at the green-shirted guests watching the excitement outside the window, walked quickly, and said:
"Brother Gu, you are so elegant. I have found the magic weapon you asked me to look for. It will be a great achievement for Brother Gu to bring the master back..."
He Shangping walked up to the guest in green shirt, and felt that something was wrong, and his words were stagnant. His bodyguard followed closely behind him. This bodyguard's temples were bulging. He was at least a strong man at the eighth level of the Qi Refining Stage. He also hated Fang.
Ning didn't even look at him.
At this moment, Fang Ning's swords moved, sparking fire and starting a prairie fire. One sword thrust out. The bodyguard should not be underestimated. At this moment, in a hurry, he also punched back, issued a warning, and resisted Fang Ning's assassination attack.
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But Fang Ning's sword was the pinnacle of Fang Ning's sword refining. The sword exploded to its limit, with green light erupting from it, piercing through the bodyguard's defense and stabbing the bodyguard between the eyebrows.
The bodyguard practiced the Purple Dragon Wrapping Jade Pillar. This technique was the first in defense. He used Xuan Gong and a cyclone of true energy erupted from his body, like a purple dragon protecting his body, trying to block the sword.
But under the blue light, the purple dragon wrapped around the jade pillar looked like tofu. A sword penetrated and pierced into the brain, immediately assassinating this strong man at the eighth level of the Qi Refining Stage on the spot.
With a sword thrust, Fang Ning quickly rushed towards He Shangping. He Shangping didn't react at all, and saw a flash of purple light, running towards him to stab him.
While trying to avoid it, he reached into his arms to touch the guy, and shouted: "Don't kill me, as long as you don't kill me, I will give you one million gold yuan, if you don't..."
The sword light was like a raging fire, fast lightning, unavoidable, and instantly pierced He Shangping's heart. In this purple light, the life-saving jade tablet on He Shangping's body erupted with a protective divine light, and was immediately shattered. He was immediately struck by a sword.
Penetrate the body and pass through the heart.
The thing he took out in his hand was a spherical projectile, which should be a kind of sinister thunder. He had just taken out half of it, but before he threw it out, he was still shouting: "Don't kill me, I'll give you money..."
He Shangping, death! These two swords, two swords went down, assassinating two people.
Escape from the white blade and kill people in the world of mortals!
Fang Ning turned around, calmly, closed the door, pulled the bodies over, and put away everything they had on them. The two of them were pierced by purple and green lights, and their blood evaporated, leaving nothing behind. They were clean, and there was no need to clean up.
Fang Ning experimented and put the two corpses into his storage bag. Sure enough, after death, the breath was gone and could be put into the storage bag. The two corpses disappeared. Fang Ning finished organizing everything and continued to wait here.
The noise outside gradually disappeared, and after a quarter of an hour, a voice came from the door. The third child, the dead remnant of the Seven Fierce Men of Dongshan, had returned.
He hurried back, feeling happy that he finally got the news about the Iron-Blooded War Spirit. He pushed the door open and entered, shouting: "Master, Master, I know who did it..."
Fang Ning stood behind the door, silently, waiting for him to come in, and raised his hand with a sword. This sword was like water and clouds, silent and misty, stabbing with a green light.
Dongshan Lao San is not a warrior, but his master is here again, with a little precaution. He is still in joy. He never expected that the sword was coming. The sword was silent and pierced his chest in an instant. He looked down at his chest.
The sword light came out, and then he shouted to his master:
"Master, Master..."
At the last moment, he still hoped that his master would save his life, but everything was in vain. Fang Ning did not give him a chance to speak, nor did he let him see clearly who he was. He struck again with one decisive sword, and two swords penetrated the body to kill the opponent, lest he
Long nights and many dreams.
Immediately, Dongshan's youngest fell down. Fang Ning put him into the storage bag, then put the Qingshan guest into the storage bag, and tidied up the Xiaoxiang Hall without leaving any flaws.
Fang Ning left Xiaoxiang Hall and went to Jiazi Courtyard, tidied up the place, then went to the front desk, paid the bill, and acted like a guest leaving.
After all this was done, it was already sunset in the afternoon, and Fang Ning slowly left Tongfu Inn and returned home.
Hello!
At the end of the day, four people were killed, including an innate strong man and an eighth-level master at the Qi refining stage. They all died under Fang Ning's sword. This gave Fang Ning an indescribable feeling of excitement all over his body. This feeling is
Exciting and stimulating, yet fearful and satisfying.
"I can do it. I don't ask for heaven and earth, I only ask myself! I solved the problem, the innate master was assassinated by me, I survived this disaster, and I am safe.
He Shangping is also dead. When he dies, the He family will probably be in panic, which can be considered as a crisis has been resolved.
Sure enough, life is about fighting. It is useless to ask for help from heaven or earth. It all depends on yourself. As long as you work hard, everything is possible."
Fang Ning returned to his training room and began to take out the four corpses and harvest the trophies.
The first person to clean up was the innate strongman Qing Shi Ke. Among his corpse, Fang Ning found ten small bags, one of which was a storage bag, and nine were various strange bags. There were faint sounds of crying from some of them.
, some are full of ghosts.
Fang Ning was unable to open that storage bag using some secret method. The other bags contained either ghosts, demons, or poisons. Fang Ning did not dare to open them, so he put them away again.
In addition, there are some magic weapons, such as the dim life-saving jade tablet, the brocade belt on the waist, the boots on the feet, and the green shirt on the body.
But on these things, in Fang Ning's right eye, there is a strange mark, like a small plum blossom, hidden in the inconspicuous corners of these items. From time to time, these marks will emit a little light that is invisible to the naked eye.
Fang Ning shook his head. It seemed that none of these things could be kept or touched. If there were any restrictions on them and he opened them rashly, he might trigger the restrictions and be killed.
I'm afraid this person's identity is not simple. If his fellow disciples, brothers, friends, etc. come to look for him, these things will have unique marking clues, and if the other party finds him, it will be another catastrophe.
The same is true for Dongshan Lao San, but this person does not have a storage bag, and the magic weapons on his body are also in a mess, and he has no idea of their use. However, there are also small marks like this on the magic weapons, except for the three thousand gold yuan of silver in the silver bag.
Tickets, there is nothing worth keeping for Fang Ning.
He Shangping's bodyguard is a poor man, and he doesn't have much. Only He Shangping has something useful. He has four rings on his hands, which are sparkling and crystal clear. They are good things at first glance.;