My Attributes Cultivation Life

"One of the stewards and patrols of the armory is our person. Don't worry about that. Now our main opponent is the county governor Tumuhar. This person is the palace guard of the fifth rank. Once he is given armor, none of us will be there. I can stop it." Chen Lianqing said in a deep voice.

The fifth-rank masters carry weapons with armor and use horsepower to charge. The power is terrifying when you think about it.

"On the side of the garrison, one-third of the people are our internal counterparts. We must concentrate our best players and solve Tumuhar first, so as to suppress the garrison as quickly as possible." Chen Lianqing explained clearly.

"Who will do it? On the county government's side, the terrain is complicated, and there are also guards and guards. There are patrolling soldiers from time to time. Under the powerful crossbow, it is too difficult to assassinate Tumuhar first." The scribe shook his head.

"Don't worry, we will concentrate our efforts on this point." Chen Lianqing said solemnly.

The master has already arranged for the three masters including him to join forces to assassinate Tumuhar.

Tumuhar was a nail sent by Lingting to Huaxin County to suppress the Overseer. He is the person with the highest status in the entire county.

His martial arts strength is extremely strong, and he is still in his prime, which is the most difficult time to deal with.

But the uprising is imminent, no matter how difficult it is, it must be taken down as soon as possible.

At that time, with the master Zhang Xuan as the head, the first five, the second and fourth, the three team up to design a sneak attack.

If it is a spacious field, a long-range shot with a powerful crossbow will surely succeed.

"Leader, that Tumuhar.... is not so easy to deal with. The Heavenly Hero Order he cultivated is the martial arts of Lingting Xuehong Pavilion, which is powerful. This person was once a military general who retired from the battlefield. One or two of the common martial arts masters of the same level are not their opponents at all..."

Xuehong Pavilion is an organization of Daling that specializes in collecting the world's strange exercises and martial arts.

Only really powerful and practical martial arts with good power will be included in it.

In addition, Xuehong Pavilion also has the function of developing stronger military weapons.

Over the years, a large number of military martial arts popularization exercises have been produced, which have greatly helped the Daling army on the battlefield.

The martial arts of the Daling army are the first, not only in equipment and archery.

Chen Lianqing didn't understand that Tumuhar was powerful, so he was silent.

"It's naturally clear from above."

she said in a low voice.

"No matter how difficult it is, someone has to do it!"

She clenched her fists tightly.

"If you resist, someone will die. What are we people gathering here for? Don't they know that they will die? Aren't they afraid?"

The people around were silent, and the wind whistled in the woods.

Although the sun is strong, it does not seem to have a trace of temperature.

"If it wasn't for being forced to be helpless, who would want to take this road?" Chen Lianqing showed a trace of hatred in his eyes.

Like her, the people around her also showed hatred in their eyes.

Those present, if they weren't forced into a corner, who would be willing to fight with their lives?

The family was destroyed, the wife and son were separated, both parents died, the family property was stolen, and so on.

Among the people present, who was not forced by Ling Tinghao to a desperate situation, and even his own life and death were at stake.

"Everyone.... Success or failure depends on this." Chen Lianqing pulled out the short knife around his waist.

The rest paused for a while.

They also raised all kinds of weapons on their bodies.

There are knives, sticks, rusted daggers, and even hoes.

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Near the Bai family caravan, in the mountains and forests.

"Your name is Zhang Rongfang, right?" Qishan still had an impression of the little Taoist priest in front of him.

When he escorted Xiao Qingying down the mountain, Zhang Rongfang almost saw it through.

At that time he was impressed by the man's agility.

"For the sake of the same sect, you are bound on the spot, and you are not allowed to make a sound. I can not hurt you." Qishan said in a gentle voice.

Zhang Rongfang looked at the group of people in front of him, and his eyes fell on the masks they were wearing.

He really didn't want to fight with these people, which was different from the Chen Wuyou Shao family back then.

There is no need to divide between them.

But if he was allowed to bind himself and give up all resistance, he would naturally be reluctant.

"Why do you have to be aggressive, Senior Brother Qishan? Everyone is in the same class... If you have anything, you can sit down and talk about it." Zhang Rongfang said helplessly.

"Are you really ignorant or pretending to be garlic?" Qi Shan didn't have time to waste it with the other party.

Let's talk more, does he still want to act?

That Zhang Xuan's plan is very big, and he must arrest people as soon as possible and go back for interrogation.

"Forget it, if you want to blame, it's your bad life." Qi Shan stopped talking nonsense and waved his hand.

Regardless of whether Zhang Rongfang knew about Zhang Xuan, this time he brought him back to death.

In any case, treason is a serious crime of looting a family and annihilating a family. As Zhang Xuan's close disciple, once he is convicted, he doesn't want to run away at all.

Either he, or all his relatives, will all die.

Suddenly, two masked men rushed forward.

Zhang Rongfang dodged left and right, making it impossible for the two of them to get close for a while.

He knew that Qishan was from Tangsha Prison, and he didn't want to turn his back on him completely. I don't even understand why this group of people came here and dressed in such a mask.

So for a while he didn't make a move, just dodged.

"Senior brother, no matter what you want to do, we'll treat it as if we've never met before, okay?"

While dodging, Zhang Rongfang asked in a deep voice.

After seeing the fate of the Chen family, he did not want to conflict with the Tangsha Prison.

Now that Tang Sha is about to take over as the Palace Master, he represents the orthodox Qinghe Palace. To oppose him is to oppose the entire officialdom.

"Huh? His movement skills are quite good. No wonder he dares to stand in front of me and call." Qi Shan saw that Zhang Rongfang was using the smoke-inducing step, and immediately showed surprise.

"Never seen before, of course." He held the long stick in both hands, "I'll agree when you get down!"

Before he finished speaking, his burly figure rushed forward, the long stick unfolded the family tradition of the egret stick, and hit Zhang Rongfang on the head with a punch.

The 13-pound long stick fell heavily, causing a dull whistling sound. If it hit a person's head, with Qishan's strength, at least the skull would be sunken, causing a severe concussion.

Phew!

The brown long stick rolled up the fallen leaves, swirling a cyclone, trembling with a strange stick technique, and fell fiercely to Zhang Rongfang's right forehead.

Ugh....

Suddenly he sighed.

Swish.

The long stick almost slid across the front of the forehead, and it was almost enough to hit the target.

But for some reason, this point seems like a moat, and it cannot be crossed.

Zhang Rongfang suddenly retreated a few meters and lowered his head.

"Senior brother, actually...I, really...really..."

when.

In his hand, the wish wheel was held high, blocking the attacking long stick.

"you!!?"

Qishan's arms pressed down frantically, but the strange thing was that no matter how hard he pressed down, the long stick remained motionless.

"It's just an unreliable trail!!"

Qi Shan retracted his long stick in disbelief, swayed the reeds with one stroke, and swept away with all his strength.

"I see where you are hiding!!"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly lost the figure in front of him.

"Senior brother..."

Zhang Rongfang's voice came from behind him.

"Why don't you understand that a person has only one life..."

Qishan staggered, his face full of disbelief, and he touched his neck while shaking.

There was a huge gap there, blood was flowing out continuously, and air was leaking.

He couldn't understand.

unbelievable.

Why does such a young Taoist have such a terrifying movement technique and the power to stop him from attacking...

He doesn't understand...

Puff.

He fell to the ground, and the blood continued to spread, moistening along the soil at the bottom of the grass roots.

There were screams in the ears.

in dense woods.

The last thing Qishan saw was a ghostly silent figure who was easily avoiding the attacks of others, harvesting the lives of his subordinates one by one.

Soon.

The last corpse lay on its back.

Zhang Rong raised the wish wheel expressionlessly.

On the edge of the wound, the body of the wheel was full of splashed blood. At this time, after a little oxidation, part of it had turned a faint dark red.

"Don't blame me... If you want to blame, blame you for your evil thoughts..."

Murder, as long as there is a first time, there will always be a second time, a third time...and more.

And once Qishan was killed, he had to kill everyone present.

Otherwise, if the secret is leaked, there will be more trouble.

The huge difference in movement speed made it easy for him to do this.

He gently wiped away the blood from the wound with the corpse's clothes, then turned around and left silently.

He really didn't want to kill.

But others always want to hurt him.

In order not to be hurt, he had no choice but to remove the source of the injury.

Actually, if you think about it carefully, this is fine.

'In this world, the fewer people who want to hurt others, the more peaceful they will be. So I am doing good deeds. ’

"I don't want to live in a world where I'm always on guard against others. So I can only do away with evil..."

Now that Zhang Rongfang kills people, he is no longer as frightened as he was at the beginning.

With a sharp weapon and a strange movement speed, even someone stronger than him, as long as the speed is slower than him, will definitely fail.

Soon, Zhang Rongfang returned to Qishan's body, and quickly began to collect everyone's money bags.

Unfortunately, maybe it was because they knew in advance what they were going to do~www.readwn.com~, so they put their wallets away in advance and didn't carry them with them.

Zhang Rongfang collected more than a dozen people, and only found two money bags.

And in these two purses, it is only four taels of silver together. It is also worth paying off the employment costs of the guards of the two escorts.

What's more valuable are the weapons on these people.

Unfortunately, Zhang Rongfang couldn't bring these weapons to sell.

He could only pick and choose, and took a close-fitting dagger from Qi Shan.

He quickly threw all the corpses on the back of the hillside, and then he went around in a circle, returned to the stream, and washed his body.

From the beginning to the end, because he was close to the fifth-grade movement speed, the audience was not injured at all.

There are a group of people in Qishan. Although there are many people, they cannot form an effective enclosure in the mountains and forests.

Every time they fight, at most two of them will fight together.

In other words, Zhang Rongfang has always only been equivalent to one-on-two.

Under the constraints of the terrain and the tacit understanding of the other party, more than a dozen people couldn't keep up with Zhang Rongfang's speed.

There are too many barriers to use.

After a while, he returned to the team. Return to the position behind the bullock cart as if nothing had happened.

Yang Hongyan was using a piece of clean silk cloth to place the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, sugar cakes, pine nuts cakes, meat pies, etc. prepared in advance one by one.

There were also two small wine bottles on the side.

One seal is red and one is white.

"There is also a small portion of wine here, and dark horse milk wine. Rong Fang, come and eat together."

Yang Hongyan gently invited.

Zhang Rongfang stepped forward and returned the water bag.

"Then I would like to thank my sister-in-law."

The faint aroma of wine seemed to suppress the faint smell of blood on his body for a while.