Full level ruthless person

Chapter 199 Holy Bat
  There is no other way, what can I do if I don’t run away?
  The woman in purple is a powerful person in the Nine Ox Realm.

A group of Wuqinjing is jumping around in front of people's eyes, like ants on a hot pot, no different from seeking death.

The five-animal realm, the brainless nine-ox realm, pure white!
  Not to mention, after the woman in purple transformed, she was really good at flying. Under the cover of night, she could fly up and down, appearing and disappearing.

Even Xin Zhanhong, the hunchbacked ghost sword, was at a loss for a moment when he encountered such a strong person.

One is on the ground and the other is in the sky. How to fight? !

The surviving men in black chose to escape without hesitation.

"Well, escaped?"

Xin Zhanhong glanced around and immediately found that the man in black was fleeing in defeat, and his face suddenly darkened.

"Whoever escapes will die!"

A loud roar came out, shocking all directions!

The man in black who was escaping couldn't help but shuddered, his scalp was numb.

The next moment, they stopped in unison, turned around, and returned to the battlefield.

If they escape, they will be held accountable afterwards, and the consequences can be imagined.

See this scene!
  The woman in purple hovered in the night sky for a while, then flew down again and rushed towards the men in black with murderous intent.

"Gouyu's!"

All the men in black were numb, terrified, and running around in panic.

Xin Zhanhong's eyes flashed, his feet moved quickly, he came to the gate of Baihe Villa, and kicked away the stone lion in front of the door.

Bang!
  The mighty and heavy stone lion flew into the air like a ball.

Swish swish!
  Xin Zhanhong slashed with his sword, but in just a moment, the huge stone lion suddenly fell into pieces.

The power of the sword was unparalleled, impacting on the scattered stone lions.

In an instant, the stone fragments, with the help of God, gained terrifying acceleration, just like cannonballs whizzing away!

Whoosh whoosh!
  The sound of breaking the sky is a masterpiece!

The gravel flew into the night sky very quickly, covering a large space.

The woman in purple who was holding Tian Taixing was startled, her fleshy wings vibrated violently, and she forced herself to climb higher, spiraling rapidly in the air to avoid stone fragments.

bang~
  A piece of rubble as big as a washbasin, packed with astonishing force, hit the wing of the woman in purple.

The woman in purple suddenly swayed all over, spun around, and fell down.

"Ha ha!"

Xin Zhanhong was overjoyed. He first used the men in black to attract the attention of the woman in purple, and then launched a surprise attack.

Unexpectedly, one blow worked!
  Xin Zhanhong dragged his sword and ran over.

The muscles all over his body were violently beating, and his body expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a tall and majestic centaur in an instant.

After transforming into a demon, Xin Zhanhong instantly increased his speed and became faster, bringing up a terrifying strong wind as he galloped.

Whoosh!

The corpses on the ground, the broken carriage, and Fang Zhixing pretending to be dead!

One by one, they were all swept up by the strong wind and flew away.

Fang Zhixing rolled and fell and hit a big tree.

He stretched out his hand and pulled down the big tree, then turned a corner, rolled behind the big tree, and stood up.

"Oh day..."

Fang Zhixing's face twitched and he quickly checked his body.

Well, not bad.

Under the impact of the two Nine Bull Realm experts, he was miraculously not injured.

Fang Zhixing took a deep breath and stretched his head to look.

Then he saw the centaur raising his sword and slashing at the woman in purple who was on the ground.

when!
  The huge impact sound was loud and loud, shaking the eardrums.

The woman in purple raised her two flesh wings and blocked them above her head, blocking the powerful and heavy sword.

The flesh wings collided fiercely with the sword, making a sharp sound like metal hitting each other, and even accompanied by flying sparks!
  Those are two strong forces with a force of hundreds of thousands of kilograms!
  A circular air wave visible to the naked eye then spread, sweeping through the rain and turning into a terrifying shock wave.

The nearby big trees uniformly fell towards the outside.

The guards in white and the men in black were all thrown away, and they fell like dogs eating shit. They were extremely embarrassed.

The sword that killed the horse stopped in mid-air, and the chopping force stopped immediately.

Xin Zhanhong took a breath and said in astonishment: "When did Tian Taixing have a master like you? Who are you?"

"Humph!"

The woman in purple just sneered, with a look of contempt on her face, and then her hands stretched out like ghosts.

She was seen using both hands together to hold a stabbing sword tightly. The slender sword was as fast as lightning and stabbed straight into Xin Zhanhong's chest.

Xin Zhanhong snorted coldly and was forced to retreat violently.

The woman in purple quickly flapped her wings and took off, escaping into the dark night and rain, once again gaining control of the air.

"Rough you bitch!"

Seeing this scene, Xin Zhanhong was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but he was helpless.

"Get out of here and see how I die!"

Xin Zhanhong cursed and became furious.

The woman in purple looked gloomy, but she did not dare to fly down and attack Xin Zhanhong.

She flew Tian Taixing higher and higher, gradually farther and farther away, and soon disappeared under the rainy night.

When Fang Zhixing saw this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then rushed out and pounced on the white-clothed followers.

At this moment, all the white-clothed retinues were dumbfounded.

They were abandoned by the woman in purple!
  Fang Zhixing and others had already suppressed their anger and rushed to attack and kill them to vent their hatred.

Xin Zhanhong was also extremely angry and brutally killed four or five of his white-clad followers with a sword.

In a moment, the battle was over.

Except for the woman in purple and Tian Taixing, their entourage was brutally slaughtered, and no one survived.

Xin Zhanhong breathed heavily, looked coldly at the scattered corpses, and then looked up at the endless night sky.

The rain fell on his face, making his expression look extremely ferocious and gloomy.

"Let's go!"

Xin Zhanhong withdrew his gaze, turned around and jumped into the darkness, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

When Fang Zhixing saw this, he immediately swayed and ran into the woods.

Without stopping, he ran back deep into the woods and found his horse.

Get on the horse and gallop.

Around early morning, Fang Zhixing returned to Yixiangzhai.

Hong Ye was still awake and came up to him. When he saw Fang Zhixing's face, he asked in surprise: "What's wrong?"

Fang Zhixing replied: "The mission failed."

He spoke briefly.

Hongye took a breath, looked serious, and responded: "I will inform the eldest young master and eldest lady right away."

The night passed quickly.

The next morning, Hong Ye walked into the study and said softly: "Master, you met the woman in purple last night. Her identity has been found out. She is a master from the 'Holy Bat Sect'."

"Holy Bat Gate?!"

Fang Zhixing had never heard of this and said in surprise: "Isn't it a force from Qinghe County?"

Hongye nodded and said: "The Holy Bat Gate is far away in Fengling County and is not within the Luo family's sphere of influence."

Only then did Xing Xingxin's words turn out to be true. No wonder Xin Zhanhong didn't recognize the woman in purple at all.

The two of them did not move in the same area at all and had never come into contact with each other.

It can be said that the appearance of the woman in purple was too sudden and unexpected, causing their assassination last night to encounter an unprecedented setback. Even if the mission failed, the casualties were still so heavy.

Many people in black died miserably outside, with no one even collecting their bodies.

The same tragic fate may happen to Fang Zhixing at any time.

Fang Zhixing closed his eyes and carefully recalled the battle between Xin Zhanhong and the woman in purple.

The power that a Nine Bull Realm expert unleashes is beyond imagination.

Fang Zhixing couldn't determine how strong Xin Zhanhong's strength was, but he roughly estimated that it should be no less than [-] kilograms.

In other words, even if Fang Zhixing used the "Blood Web" explosive skill, he might be killed in front of Xin Zhanhong after only two or three rounds at most.

Thinking of this, Fang Zhixing couldn't help but feel a strong sense of urgency in his heart.

In the blink of an eye, it was two days later, early in the morning.

Two middle-aged men suddenly came to Yixiangzhai.

Hongye received them.

Soon, she reported to Fang Zhixing: "The eldest son has sent you two helpers. They are quite good people and their cultivation levels are in the Four Birds realm."

Fang Zhixing raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, what's their background?"

Hongye replied carefully: "These two people are actually a couple, named Yue Yunze and Qu Qiongying. They are known as the 'Mandarin Ducks and Two Evils' in the world."

Fang Zhixing's mouth twitched, and he knew immediately that these two people were not good birds.

He said calmly: "Ask them to come in."

Hongye nodded and shouted out the door: "You two, please come in."

Squeak sound.

The door is open!
  Two figures quickly walked into the door, bowed their heads in a very respectful manner.

Fang Zhixing looked at the mandarin ducks and the two evil spirits indifferently.

They looked to be in their thirties, dressed in black and smart, low-key and unassuming.

The man is bearded, tall and thick, and uses a hatchet.

The woman's appearance was ordinary, but her breasts were quite large, and she had a long whip hanging from her waist.

"Get up."

Fang Zhixing smiled and raised his hand, "Welcome to Yixiangzhai."

The couple said in unison: "We husband and wife are not talented, but we are willing to do the hard work of dogs and horses for the master of the house."

"Well, you two will be useful in the future."

Fang Zhixing had nothing to say, so he immediately asked Hongye to arrange accommodation for the couple.

In this way, after losing Ma Zhengming, Yixiangzhai welcomed two new guests.

On this day, the governor's mansion was decorated with lights and a happy event was held.

The second son of the county governor, Luo Tanzhi, got his wish and married Feng Jiayao, a girl from the Feng family. It is a joy to congratulate him.

Of course, Fang Zhixing was not qualified to ask for a wedding drink.

No matter in the temple or in the world, Fang Zhixing is just a little person who can't stand on the stage.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye.

This morning, good news came from Fengyin Pavilion.

"finally!"

Fang Zhixing couldn't wait any longer and rushed to Fengyin Pavilion.

"Master, I'm so happy!"

The white-bearded old man rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "We at Fengyin Pavilion worked hard from early to late, and finally helped you find the technique."

He raised two fingers and said proudly: "Moreover, we found the whereabouts of the two techniques in one go."

Fang Zhixing became very energetic. He knew that this old man would not let go of the rabbit before he saw the rabbit. Without saying a word, he took out a few golden tickets and handed them over.

The old man counted the numbers and said with a satisfied smile: "Let me tell you some good news first. I, Feng Yin Pavilion, have collected a copy of the "Blood-devouring Sword Sutra". If you want it, the price is negotiable."

Fang Zhixing asked curiously: "What about the other technique?"

The old man continued: "That skill is the "Tianluo Blood Transformation Skill". We have found a descendant of the "Holy Blood Sect", and that person has the complete skill in his hands."

Fang Zhixing took a deep breath and said, "Name and address?"

The old man replied: "That man's name is Wei Anfeng. Although he has mastery of martial arts, he doesn't like to practice martial arts. He only likes to make wine. At the moment, he is just an ordinary winemaker, working at Yan's Winery."

Yan's Winery? !
  Fang Zhixing's heart skipped a beat. He never expected that he would be involved with Yan's Winery again.

Fang Zhixing hesitated and said, "I heard that Yan's Winery has been destroyed. Where is Wei Anfeng now?"

The old man replied: "Wei Anfeng has been following the Yan family. He is currently living in Baihe Villa."

Fang Zhixing was speechless for a while.

Is there such a coincidence in the world?

He looked deeply at the old man.

If Feng Yin Pavilion hadn't had hundreds of years of credibility, he would have even suspected there was a conspiracy.

"No matter what, let's buy the "Blood-Eating Sword Sutra" first."

Fang Zhixing asked: "Let's talk about the price. How much do you want to sell "The Blood-Devouring Sword Sutra"?"

But the old man waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't worry, the "Blood-devouring Sword Sutra" is not with me. It is at the headquarters of our Fengyin Pavilion. It will take some time to transport it. As for the price..."

The two began to bargain.

The old man opened his mouth and demanded a sky-high price.

Fang Zhixing can still afford it, but he will lose everything.

The price could not be negotiated for a while.

The old man seemed to see that Fang Zhixing was very eager to get the demon-transformation realm technique, and he seemed to be convinced that Fang Zhixing was convinced and refused to lower the price.

Fang Zhixing was not used to it, so he flatly refused and walked away.

Afterwards, he rushed to Baihe Villa.

Just after noon.

Fang Zhixing rode his horse to the gate of Baihe Villa.

Returning to the old place, the traces of that night's battle are still vaguely visible.

After all, the two Jiu Niu realms are fighting fiercely here, and the damage caused is very huge.

Fallen trees, damaged roads, damaged turf...

Fang Zhixing got off his horse and walked up to knock on the door.

Soon, an old servant opened the door, looked at Fang Zhixing and asked, "Who are you?"

Fang Zhixing replied: "I am Wei Anfeng's friend, and I am here to visit my friend."

"Oh, you look for Lao Wei!"

The old servant showed a smile, nodded and said, "Wait a moment, I'll call him."

Fang Zhixing waited patiently.

After about a cup of tea, the door opened again, and a middle-aged rough man in Tsing Yi and an apron walked out.

The rough man's hair was half tied and half loose, his beard was messy, his face looked a bit like a middle-aged man's vicissitudes, and there was a gloomy look in his eyes.

At first glance, this man is filled with a strong artistic atmosphere.

"you are?"

Wei Anfeng took a closer look at Fang Zhixing and didn't recognize him at all.

Fang Zhixing cupped his hands and said, "Brother Wei, I'm presumptuous. I'm Zhang Changji. If I need anything, I'll see you."

Wei Anfeng was surprised and asked: "You and I are strangers, what do you want from me?"

Fang Zhixing said bluntly: "I heard that Brother Wei has a demon-transforming technique called Tianluo Blood Transformation Technique, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Wei Anfeng's expression suddenly changed...

(End of this chapter)