Zhang San curled his lips and sneered, "Fang Hao, Fang Hao. You have practiced martial arts but never told me. Don't interrupt me: Tell me where the martial arts come from, right?"

Fang Haoxin said: This guy has something to say. Could it be that he likes my martial arts?

Thinking of this, Fang Hao was shocked.

If the other party really came for his martial arts, his ending would definitely not be able to escape the tragic death of being killed.

"The adults are so serious. The youngest was just picking up this martial arts secret book in the corner of Heifengpo a few days ago, and started practicing it when they were idle.

"As for you, you said it is a practice method, it's so polite." Fang Hao said with a flash of inspiration in his head.

"Heifengpo? Martial arts secrets?"

Zhang San was stunned. Heifengpo was not far from here, just east of the Eighteen Bend Demon Forests.

However, there are messes everywhere. After the disciples of the Demon Sect died, all the corpses were buried there. There were no treasures, but there were many corpses.

"Oh? You guy is lucky. Take the martial arts secrets to me." Zhang San said skeptically.

When Fang Hao heard this, he quickly took out the martial arts secret book from his arms, and he really had it.

As for where it came from, it has to start with the dead third senior brother Li Yang.

After Tianlang killed Li Yang, he broke the storage bag and accidentally discovered several secrets of martial arts from the secular world.

Unexpectedly, it came in handy today.

Zhang San took over the martial arts secret book and swept his spiritual sense into it. It was really a martial arts secret book with great attainments in the secular world.

But this still did not dispel his doubts.

"I'm curious that there is such a good thing in Black Wind Slope. Can you take me to see it?"

Fang Hao dared not act rashly and quickly said "yes"

One by one, one by one, and not long after, the two arrived at the Black Wind Slope with strong corpse energy.

The corpse, the smell, the maggots, were filled with an extremely unpleasant stench everywhere.

Even though Fang Hao's cultivation reached the peak of Qi Refining Level 2, he still couldn't help but feel sick.

Zhang Sanze was much stronger than Fang Hao, but he frowned slightly and then he returned to his original state.

"You can pick up martial arts secrets in such a place?" Zhang San stared at Fang Hao with a cold light and asked in a sneer.

Fang Hao was stared at by Binghan's eyes and felt extremely annoyed inside, and he wanted to slap the other person's head in the palm.

But at this time, his strength was not strong enough and he could not have an attack. He had to learn to be patient and pretend to be a grandson before.

"Sir! Every sentence of the small is true. This martial arts secret is what I found on a skeleton."

"Is that right?" Zhang San smiled.

I thought to myself: It seems that I can't fool this kid by using clichés, so I'd better deal with him by force.

Thinking of this, Zhang San's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and his fingers were gathering together to pinch Fang Hao's neck. At this moment, a golden light suddenly flashed deep in the black wind slope, shining with light everywhere.

However, this light appeared quickly and disappeared quickly, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

In just this blink of an eye, the murderous intent in Zhang San's eyes disappeared, and replaced by a strong sense of surprise.

"Golden Light? Could it be that there is really something missing in this Black Wind Slope? Then, good! Very good! Let me Zhang San take you back."

Zhang San was very happy, glanced at Fang Hao, his eyes flashed, and he said, "Go in with me and have a look."

Fang Hao's eyes were full of bad news again.

If you really meet some treasure, Zhang San will definitely kill someone to silence him in order not to leave.

Thinking of this, Fang Hao's heart sank, either Zhang San died or he died.

However, his cultivation is not as good as the other party, but since he has the intention to kill the other party, it is not certain who can kill him.

Fang Hao walked in front and Zhang San followed behind.

On the way, I heard Zhang Sanji murmured with gratitude: "Fortunately there is no one around here, and if there is really a treasure, no one will snatch me."

Just as the two of them were walking halfway up the mountain, Zhang San stopped, and the golden light he had just seen emerged from here.

Fang Hao stopped obediently, and a little grayish-white look on his dark face.

The corpse energy in this place is much heavier than in front of the slope. With his cultivation level now, he cannot stay here for a long time. If he has a long time, something will happen.

Now! His body is starting to feel a little uncomfortable.

Zhang Sanke ignored Fang Hao's life and death. He released his spiritual sense to search for the nearby area, and finally saw a white skeleton half a foot away.

There was also a golden sword about one inch in the middle of the rack...

It was this sword that attracted Zhang San's attention.

He saw his eyes flashing for a few moments. Instead of taking the sword, he ordered Fang Hao: "Go! Take that skeleton for me."

As long as most of the strange treasures are accompanied by crisis, Zhang San knew this truth well, so he naturally did not dare to come forward rashly. This is why Fang Hao went to explore the way.

Fang Hao didn't understand this, but he wasn't stupid either. Naturally, he saw through the other party's thoughts, but at this moment, people had to bow their heads under the eaves.

Fang Hao walked over very carefully. After walking half a foot, he was still peaceful.

When I got closer, I looked at the skeleton and found nothing unusual.

In response to this, Fang Hao took out a thick step from his arms, covering the hardest part of the skeleton, and picked it up very carefully.

Back to the original place, he carefully handed the skeleton to Zhang San: "Sir."

Zhang San glanced at Fang Hao, a trace of contemplation flashed in his eyes, and said, "Let it go."

Fang Hao immediately did as he did and then retreated aside.

Zhang San's eyes flashed slightly, and he began to use his divine thoughts to explore the golden sword with all his might.

When I looked closer, I realized that the golden sword was deeply imprinted into the bone marrow, just like a fire charcoal brand was imprinted in.

Zuo Guan saw it again but didn't notice anything.

I pondered for a few more breaths on the spot: I decided to take out the golden sword inside the bone first, and then do other research.

He didn't do it himself, and called Fang Hao over again.

"Take out the golden sword on the abdomen of the skeleton. Be careful when taking it. If the sword is damaged, I will only ask..."

Fang Hao nodded frequently with his eyes.

He stretched out his two fingers and gently tapped a bone with the golden sword hanging on it, and suddenly made a crisp sound of tingling ginger.

This knock, a strange scene appeared.

The golden sword glowed for a moment, and the skeleton seemed to be frightened and was destroyed in an instant.

Only the golden sword fell to the ground and no longer flashed.
Chapter completed!