A few hundred meters away from St. Raofa Church, in a residential house.
A man with a big brown beard lit a lamp and was dozing off at the table.
He had a scimitar in his hand, and a dark green round shield the size of a human head was tied to his other forearm.
The room was dark, and he was the only one sitting there.
No one knows that he is the secret passage guard arranged by the church to guard this place all year round.
Buzz.
Suddenly, rumbles were heard from the ground in the bedroom of the residence.
The bearded man was refreshed, picked up the candle lying beside him, quickly lit it, and put it on the table.
Then he got up and walked over there.
Leaning against the door, he carefully lifted the scimitar and held the shield in front of him.
The lubricated iron-clad wooden door slowly opened.
Basari's face came into the light.
puff.
A dagger was like a poisonous snake in the shadow, silently piercing the bearded man's neck, moving to the left.
Blood gushed out, and the bearded man fell to the ground helplessly.
Zhang Rongfang reached out to catch the scimitar in his hand, and gently drew several marks in the air.
"Nice knife."
Barcelona's complexion was pale. He had been in the secret passage along the way and had seen the ruthlessness of the opponent's attacks.
There were three trusted guards in the secret passage, and they were all killed in one encounter.
This person's decisiveness in killing people is just like those guys in the rumors...
"Okay, let's talk, who else knows about me?" Zhang Rongfang calmly pulled out his dagger and wiped off the blood on the corpse's clothes.
"Who else knows that I was the one who deposed Lin Qixiao?" He pointed out directly.
There was no expression in Barcelona, only his throat was trembling as he swallowed his saliva.
Despite all his calculations, he failed to realize that Zhang Ying was not a third-grade squad leader at all.
With this strength, with his performance just now, he is at least level six!
At this moment, he felt regretful and anxious, and all kinds of speculations flashed through his mind.
"Kill me. Wait until tomorrow, someone will expose all your secrets. By then, you will be hunted down by the Lin Family Hailong and I, the Black Ten Sect!"
"Aren't you afraid of death?" Zhang Rongfang asked calmly.
"Death is nothing more than returning to the heaven of our Lord. Why should we be afraid?" Basari said calmly.
"Yes..." Zhang Rongfang suddenly nodded, "You showed it last time. You are indeed not a person who is afraid of death."
He put the dagger back into its sheath with his backhand.
Under the light of the candle, he gently stretched his fingers. The jade-like fingers were long and delicate, like sculptures.
"I originally thought that your Tanyang Black Ten Sect was like a dragon in a tiger's den, but tonight it seems that I overestimated you."
"What do you want to say??" Basari said in a deep voice. He was hesitating whether to shout or attract people outside.
But here, this secret passage is too far away from the church. Even if he screams, the only result may be that he is killed by the person in front of him, and then the other person runs away.
Therefore, the best way now is to delay for time, wait for your own people to discover that the secret passage has been opened, and then let the experts catch up.
As long as Anova and the others arrive, they can definitely kill this guy in front of him!!
Along the way, he had already seen that Zhang Ying, a high-level assassin who was good at assassination and speed, was much more lethal than ordinary high-level threats.
As long as Zhang Ying escapes, no one in the upper echelons of the Black Ten Sect in Tan Yang will be able to sleep peacefully in the future.
"Are you trying to delay time?" Zhang Rongfang showed a smile.
"So what if you guessed it? I have many brothers and sisters in the Black Ten Sect, and our spies are everywhere in Tanyang. You can't escape." Basari said coldly.
"Escape?" Zhang Rongfang smiled, "Why should I escape? How many senior leaders of your Black Ten Sect are there in total? How many knives can I wield?"
"What a loud tone!"
Suddenly, a cold female voice came from outside the door.
Basari hurriedly opened his mouth to shout, but there was a feeling of weakness and severe pain in his heart.
He lowered his head in confusion and saw blood flowing from his chest.
Zhang Rongfang slowly retracted his fingers, threw away the severed throat, turned and looked out the door.
"It's finally here. It's not in vain that I waited for you for so long."
Yes, he did it on purpose.
Only true masters can rush over from the church so quickly.
And the purpose of his coming and staying here is also to see what level the local masters of the Black Ten Sect are at.
Master Qianhu of Tanyang Qianhu Office is a ninth-grade person who can suppress any dissent. He definitely wouldn't dare to try.
However, the top masters from other forces are at most seventh and eighth grade. With his speed and body skills at this time, it is enough to test him.
Of course, just in case, he had previously inquired from his colleagues in the Prison Department that the masters of the Black Ten Sect were not specialized in physical skills.
Cover yourself with a towel.
Zhang Rongfang gently threw away the scimitar and pulled out a dagger. He had never practiced sword skills, so it was more convenient to use a dagger than a scimitar.
Most of the time, it's just a matter of using it as a claw.
"Where is the Great Elder?" the female voice outside asked again.
"He's very good." Zhang Rongfang said with a smile, suddenly grabbed Basari's body and threw it against the window.
With a click, the window shattered.
Bodies flew out.
Outside the door, a tall woman covered in black veil quickly backed away with two knives in her hands.
Suddenly she looked up and saw that the corpse that flew over was still in the meritorious Bassali.
"No!!"
The woman screamed in shock for a moment and saw the blood on the body.
At this moment, a black shadow flashed out from behind the corpse.
The short sword in the black shadow's hand turned into a poisonous snake fang and stabbed into the woman's neck.
The speed this time was far beyond the woman's imagination.
But she was also experienced in many battles. In grief and anger, she moved the scimitar up one level.
Dang!!
The sword and dagger struck hard, causing a faint spark to fly.
The black shadow missed the target, used the force to turn over, stepped on the wall, and disappeared into the shadow on one side.
The woman slowly lowered her arms and looked at Basari's body rolling on the ground.
She raised her head, tears flowing down the corners of her eyes.
"Father...Father...!"
Suddenly, she raised her head and let out a roar that sounded like a scream, but more like a wild beast's roar.
A long and desolate roar spread in the night sky.
laugh!!
At this moment, another black shadow silently appeared behind her, and the dagger stabbed hard into her back.
Dang!!
The scimitar came first and hit the dagger quickly, knocking it away hard.
The black shadow groaned, retreated, and disappeared into the shadow again in a blink of an eye.
The woman took a few steps forward to catch up, but her movement speed was at the third level at most, which was at least one level behind her opponent.
I could only watch helplessly as the black shadow disappeared into the shadows, and there was no more sound.
Looking at the direction in which the black shadow left, the woman suddenly raised her swords high and let out a crazy roar again.
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Under night.
Zhang Rongfang ran quickly in the alleyway.
Halfway through, he turned sharply and entered another alley.
At the same time, he used his Eagle Claw skill to scratch the throat of a bearded man who was caught off guard. Then he continued to fly forward.
The two bearded men behind the corpse had no time to react. As soon as they raised their sticks, they felt a pain in their throats, had difficulty breathing, and fell to the ground.
The ultra-fast speed makes every fight between Zhang Rongfang and Zhang Rongfang feel like a one-on-one duel.
But in a one-on-one battle, these ordinary warriors who can't even reach the top level will simply die.
Within a short distance of 100 meters, he killed more than a dozen bearded members of the Black Ten Sect who were chasing him.
A master of the Black Ten Sect with at least level 4 movement skills tried to stop him, but was quickly injured by him and had to retreat.
The fourth-grade body technique can already be compared with Zhang Rongfang.
But the key to this master is that except for body skills, he is not good at the rest. The disadvantage of focusing on body skills is that his overall actual combat strength is weak.
In addition to Zhang Rongfang's movement skills being close to the fourth level, coupled with the burst of limit-breaking skills, they are directly equivalent to the fifth level specialized movement skills.
Coupled with the overall limit-breaking increase in other skills...
The fifth-grade movement technique is equivalent to the seventh-grade power explosion. It can almost completely crush the opponent.
The metamorphosis of limit-breaking techniques is here.
Back in the Qinghe Palace, Master Zhang Xuan could intimidate the Mi Gang for many years with just one heavy mountain, not to mention that Zhang Rongfang now still uses the fusion limit-breaking technique of shrinking the mountain.
Half an hour later.
Zhang Rongfang walked around a few times and quietly returned home.
Change your clothes, throw them into a bucket, and rub them to drain the water.
'What a pity that dagger...'
He returned to the courtyard, wearing a crisp white shawl.
'The last woman to come out of the Black Ten Sect has extraordinary strength. Although her body skills are weak, she is good at using two swords and can explode very quickly in a short distance. Even if I strike first, she can also strike first.'
Evaluating the woman just now, Zhang Rongfang frowned slightly.
It seems that it is not unreasonable for the Black Ten Sect to gain a firm foothold in Tan Yang.
And Nabasali, it seems that he can maintain his lofty status not only by himself.
He also heard the voice of the woman just now. This person is Basari's daughter. Judging from the strength and explosiveness of her hands, she is at least a seventh-level master.
Zhang Rongfang raised his hand, his wrist was still aching slightly.
If he hadn't practiced the Eagle Claw Kung Fu, his hands would have been destroyed in the collision just now.
The woman's short burst was extremely powerful.
"You really can't underestimate others."
Ahem...
Suddenly, his lungs felt numb and itchy.
'wrong!'
Zhang Rongfang quickly closed his eyes.
A line of attribute bars slowly emerged.
‘Zhang Rongfang—Life 22-22.
Skill:
The Talisman of Rejuvenation and Purity - Level 3.
Kick technique-third level.
Fist Palm Claw: First Grade.
Unbroken limit: none
Limit-breaking technique: step back and climb the mountain.
Available attributes:1.’
Everything is normal.
The leg technique is the body technique, among which three martial arts are broken, and there is also the smoke step of the vitality talisman, which is integrated into the talisman code, making a total of four levels of body techniques.
I also have a little more attribute points due to the accumulation over the past few days.
Only life....
"It's dropped so much again??" Zhang Rongfang remembered that it was 25 last time, but now it's only 22.
Moreover, the life attribute was still flickering slightly at this time, flickering on and off.
Soon, life suddenly fell a little further.
It became 21-22.
"No! I seem to be poisoned!"
Zhang Rongfang quickly returned to his room. The first thing he did after being poisoned was to wash his face and rinse his mouth, and then drink a lot of water to detoxify.
He had never studied toxicology, but he was not injured. There were no wounds on his body. The only possibility of poisoning was entry through the eyes, mouth and nose.
Sure enough, when he rinsed his nasal cavity with water, he felt burning pain in his nasal mucosa.
After drinking a lot of water and resting for more than an hour, the drop in health returned to normal and stopped at 19-20.