Chapter 22 The Assassination of the Seventh Layer of Tempered Body
To go from Muyang City to Xuanyan City, you have to pass through three cities and cross a forest. The distance is very far. Even if you ride a horse, it will probably take three days.
As a level three monster, the Waverider Horse has the ability to run on water, and it is also very stable, so that Fang Luo on the horse will not feel too bumpy.
Fang Luo simply started practicing.
Two whole days and two nights passed, and the journey was very smooth. As Fang Luo practiced, he mastered the Heart Demon Xuanyan Jue even more powerfully. Moreover, Fang Luo also carefully discovered that even if night fell and the coldness increased,
He was wearing so little clothing that he didn't feel anything at all.
This made Fang Luo slightly happy, which meant that his heart had become stronger and the temperature in his body also increased.
"Fang Luo, someone is following you along the way." The fierce demon said.
Fang Luo was slightly startled. He glanced around and found that there was no movement, and his heart sank.
"The opponent's cultivation has reached the seventh level of body tempering, and he is good at hiding. Naturally, you can't find him." The fierce demon said lazily, "I think the opponent should come to kill you. I was in a good mood just now, so I will remind you for free.
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"Thank you, senior."
Fang Luo took a breath, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.
At this time, he subconsciously thought of Fang Tie and Sun Changhou. Among the people he had offended in Muyang City, they were the only ones capable of sending out killers at the seventh level of body tempering.
Fang Luo didn't show any signs of being aware of it, and was practicing as he hurried on.
Time passed again for most of the day, and now the sky had turned dark. Fang Luo stepped into a forest, tied up the wind-walking horse, and put in place heavy measures to guard against monsters.
This forest was the last place Fang Luo stayed, and Xuanyan was already not far away.
Fang Luo sat upright, breathing evenly, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, as if he had entered into cultivation.
Under normal circumstances, people who are cultivating will have a greatly reduced sense of defense. If you want to sneak attack someone, this is the best time.
This is his strategy to lure the enemy.
After a while, there was nothing strange in the entire forest, except for the gentle breeze that rustled the leaves, making it look a bit eerie.
"It seems that the other party is a master of forbearance. If this is the case, he will meet you!"
Fang Luo suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, looked around carefully, and then let out a long sigh of relief, as if he was completely relaxed.
A pair of cold eyes in the darkness stared closely at what Fang Luo was doing.
Even when he saw Fang Luo relax, he was still lurking quietly without any movement. As a dead soldier under Sun Changhou, he had already undergone rigorous training and would never take action rashly without absolute certainty.
However, at this moment, Fang Luo suddenly jumped up and landed on the
Riding on the waves, he galloped forward.
The dead man's expression suddenly changed. Could it be that his existence was discovered by the other party.
He believed that his concealment skills were so superb that they could only be discovered unless the opponent reached the eighth level of body tempering and completed the tempering of Qi and blood. But if Fang Luo was allowed to leave now, he would probably lose his last chance!
"Damn it." The dead man's eyes were sharp, and he no longer cared so much. He suddenly jumped out and chased after Fang Luo at a very fast speed.
"You're finally out!"
Fang Luo suddenly turned his horse's head, with a faint sneer at the corner of his mouth, staring at this dead soldier of the Sun family.
The dead soldier's expression changed, he quietly raised the dagger in his hand, and said with a hint of disbelief: "You actually found my trace?"
"That's natural." Fang Luo stopped talking nonsense, pulled out a big knife from the Najie, jumped up, stepped on the horse's head, spread out his ethereal steps, and instantly transformed into four figures, densely packed in all directions, towards the dead man.
The soldiers rushed away wildly.
"So what if you find me? My strength has reached the seventh level of body tempering!"
The dead soldier's face remained motionless, and four daggers suddenly appeared in his hand, and he threw them at the phantom at the same time. He looked like a ghost, leaning against the flying daggers, and suddenly shot them forward.
The three phantoms were destroyed at the same time, and Fang Luo's true form was immediately exposed.
Fang Luo swung his broadsword and deflected the daggers that were shot in a hurry. The broadsword in his hand struck down on the dead man's head with the force of thunder.
The dead soldier suddenly didn't realize it. The dagger in his hand stabbed out like lightning and penetrated directly into Fang Luo's heart.
He didn't care at all about the big knife above Fang Luo's head, as if he wanted to die with Fang Luo!
Fang Luo's pupils shrank slightly, the chopping action stopped abruptly, and his whole body quickly retreated, dodging the death warrior's desperate killing technique.
"Humph." The dead soldier had an expressionless face, holding the dagger and slowly pushing towards Fang Luo.
He didn't want to die together with Fang Luo. His physique had reached the seventh level of body tempering and was invulnerable. Even if Fang Luo's sixth level of body tempering power struck him, it would only cause minor injuries to him.
It must be worth it to exchange a little injury for a life.
There was no trace of fear on Fang Luo's face. Instead, he looked straight at the deacon and said, "I just want to ask now, did Fang Tie send you here, or did Sun Changhou send you here?"
The dead soldier remained silent, and the figure he slowly approached suddenly popped up and rushed towards Fang Luo.
Fang Luo's eyes were as bright as fire, and his anger sank in his Dantian. He punched the dead man, and an air explosion suddenly erupted.
"Intermediate martial arts, Yan Gui Sha!"
The figure of the dead man rushing toward him suddenly changed strangely, spinning again in the air, like a roc with wings spread, rising into the air, then falling quickly with his head facing down.
The dagger, at this moment, was like a cold thunder out of thin air, piercing Fang Luo's head.
With this move, you can turn your body into a bird and gain the ability to float for a short period of time.
Then in the air, he stabbed down with the force of thunder, extremely fast and extremely powerful. This is the most powerful killing technique in the hands of a dead soldier!
Fang Luo suddenly raised his head, his legs bent, suddenly rose up, and he ejected away.
"Jiujiquan!"
Fang Luo's big fist roared through the air, approaching the dagger. Nine blasts of air were heard at the same time, which was very frightening.
"With a body of the sixth level of body tempering, even if you add advanced martial arts skills, you can only be on par with me."
There was a sneer in the heart of the dead soldier, and the dagger in his hand stabbed Fang Luo's big fist without hesitation.
Sonorous!
A sound of clashing swords resounded, and the dead man felt a majestic force coming fiercely from the tip of the knife. The entire expensive dagger bent instantly, as if it would break at any time.
At this moment, the dead man's face changed drastically, and he secretly said something bad. He quickly rolled down to the side with extremely sensitive reactions, and continued to remove this violent force.
The dead soldier fell to the side, staring at Fang Luo with his eyes fixed on him. He could not hide the shock in his voice and said: "How is it possible? I feel that your power is not only at the sixth level of body tempering, but at the seventh level of body tempering."
.Did you have a breakthrough?"
At this point, even if he had no emotions, he couldn't help but be shocked.
It has only been a few days since Fang Luo recovered his meridians and reached the sixth level of body tempering. If he had broken through so quickly, he would probably be a peerless genius.
Fang Luo stood with his hands behind his back, his heart was beating extremely violently, and the skin on his body was faintly flushed. In the punch just now, he not only used Jiuji Fist, but also activated the Heart Demon Xuanyan Jue.
Fang Luo just sneered and didn't answer at all.
The dead soldier quickly realized that if Fang Luo reached the seventh level of body tempering, he would no longer be his opponent, and he would bring this information back quickly, because the value of this information was even greater.
He immediately burst out with strength and prepared to escape into the distance.
Although he was no longer Fang Luo's opponent at this time, Fang Luo's ability to escape was far inferior to him.
Fang Luo suddenly said: "Do you think that advanced martial arts and the power of Jiuji Fist can be easily resolved?"
The dead soldier who escaped suddenly froze up, his face full of shock.
He only felt a violent force suddenly surge from his body, like a mad tiger, tearing and destroying everything in his body.
Just as he let out a shrill scream, his figure suddenly exploded.
Jiujiquan, the highest state, the hidden power of the nine fists.