Chapter 52 A sudden surge in strength (please read it!)

Dongfang area.

The battle begins.

Dozens of warriors holding weapons, with cold eyes and murderous intent, surrounded the two fifth-level masters. There were already corpses lying on the ground.

But the two fifth-level masters were not having a good time either. Their clothes were stained with blood, and their backs and chests were all injured.

It can be said that the two of them felt aggrieved.

They had just obtained the Tao map from another person, and before they had time to carefully check whether it was genuine or not, they were discovered by another group of people and asked to hand over the Tao map.

The two of them originally had good words and said they would wait to check whether it was true or not before making a decision. The group of people on the opposite side also directly agreed, but in the blink of an eye someone fired a hidden weapon at them.

The two sides fought together instantly, attracting the attention of more and more experts. Even the rumors became more and more outrageous, insisting that the Dao map in their hands was real.

But the key is that they still don’t know whether the Dao picture on their bodies is real or fake!

Anyway, more and more strong people are coming!

"Brother Cheng, stop struggling and hand over the Dao map immediately!"

"Yes, hand over the Tao map, destroy your arms, and spare your life!"

"Hand over the Dao map!"

The warriors from all directions opened their mouths and shouted fiercely.

"Our brothers have already said that we don't know whether this picture is true or false."

Cheng Shaoyu, the eldest of the Cheng brothers, said in a low voice.

"Since you don't know if it's true or false, why don't you hand it over? Hand over the Tao map and let us check it ourselves!"

A warrior shouted.

"Yes, we will check it ourselves. If you Cheng brothers don't hand over the Tao map, we will see how long you can hold on. When your internal strength is exhausted, the big guy will cut you into pieces!"

Another warrior shouted.

"you!"

The Cheng brothers were shocked and angry.

But they are all bruised and bruised. They have been fighting until now, and it is indeed impossible to continue fighting forever.

Just when the two brothers were filled with deep resentment and extremely unwilling to accept it, a long voice of the Buddha's name suddenly sounded from behind them, "Amitabha, two donors, you have to give up, you will get something if you give up, let it go!"

A middle-aged monk wearing black robes, with a sad look on his face, tall and thin, holding a Zen staff, appeared not far behind them.

The Cheng brothers were startled and quickly turned around, fully alert.

"The eminent monk of Black Mountain Temple!"

"Two benefactors, please hand over the Tao map. The poor monk can keep you safe. Otherwise, there are so many swords and halberds today. Are you really sure that you can leave?"

The middle-aged monk raised one hand and spoke.

The Cheng brothers' eyes changed, and their hearts struggled rapidly.

After a while, the boss Cheng Shaoyu showed bitterness, looked at the middle-aged monk, and said, "Okay, in that case, we will give this Tao picture to the eminent monk. I hope the eminent monk can distinguish the true from the false!"

He was extremely unwilling. He gritted his teeth and took out a bloody Taoist diagram from his arms, and threw it directly towards the middle-aged monk.

Black Mountain Temple is one of the many sects in Bailuo City.

Not only is it extremely famous, but the monks in the temple are also extremely powerful.

Everyone's expressions changed, and they watched the Dao Tu flying towards the monk, but no one dared to take the lead.

Just then!

Suddenly, a burly figure leapt forward, like a blurred afterimage. He grabbed the Taoist map with his big hand and jumped again, landing on the street in the distance.

He has a tall body and a heavy breath. He is dressed in black robes and carries a wide black heavy sword on his back.

Like an iron tower.

After he appeared, seven or eight more figures jumped from the roof, including men and women, and landed here one after another.

The men, without exception, were all carrying black giant swords and had tall bodies.

The woman is wearing a white dress, has a good figure, and is holding a slender sword with a white scabbard.

"Sword Tower!"

Everyone's expressions changed again.

They were also alarmed.

"Amitabha!"

When the middle-aged monk saw that the Taoist map was being robbed, he lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes. He didn't say anything. He just recited the Buddha's name.

Brother Yeye unfolded the Tao map and looked at it carefully in his hand. After a moment, his expression became cold, and he still pointed the Tao map in his hand towards the monk and said in a cold voice, "The Tao map is fake, you have been fooled again!"

"What? Fake?"

"False again?"

"Damn it, what bastard is deliberately making fakes!"

“How many fake road pictures are there on the market?”

Everyone was shocked and angry, and spoke quickly.

The Cheng brothers were shaking even more, their vision turned black, and they were gnashing their teeth in anger.

Damn it!

For a fake Taoist map, the two brothers killed so many people that they almost even cut themselves into pieces.

The Black Seal monk took the Tao map, looked at it carefully, frowned, and said, "This fake Tao map is almost exactly the same as the dozen or so fake Tao maps that appeared before. The brushwork is extremely rough. It should be made by the same person!"

"Master, do you have any clues?"

Senior Sister Bishui on one side asked.

The black seal monk shook his head slightly, "There are too many monsters, ghosts, and snakes in this settlement. It's so difficult to find clues!"

"It seems that the master is the same as us."

Senior Sister Bishui said.

Brother Yeye glanced everywhere, and suddenly looked towards the headquarters of the Black Tiger Gang not far away. With a cold expression on his face, he took direct steps and strode towards the headquarters of the Black Tiger Gang.

A group of sword tower disciples around him followed him one after another.

The remaining people were in an uproar and discussed together.

"Son of a bitch!"

The Cheng brothers cursed secretly again, covered themselves in blood, and immediately limped away.

But just as they were not far away, other masters soon followed them.

The Cheng brothers had killed so many people before, so naturally the relatives and friends of those people wanted to avenge them.

clang clang clang clang!

Soon, the harsh sound of weapons clashing sounded again from a distance.

Three more days passed.

In the underground.

Yang Fang is still immersed in cultivation and does not listen to what is happening outside the door.

Throughout the underground living room, the palm wind roared, extremely heavy, and a harsh sound came from the room.

For so many days in a row, his many martial arts skills have been improving rapidly.

Now even the palm technique has entered the room.

Of course, what is more important is his medical and toxicological knowledge.

During these days, in addition to practicing, he was studying medicine and toxicology.

Now I have more experience in poisoning techniques.

The only thing lacking is that he doesn't know how toxic the poison he is currently configured is. He needs to find someone to try his poison in order to test its power.

Now even he himself doesn't know how powerful the poison he configured can deal with the masters. Anyway, it is definitely more than enough to deal with the masters in the early stage of fifth grade. This has been proved to him by the previous foursome.

And eight days passed in a row.

The movement outside has become much quieter.

Yang Fang saw that the medicinal materials he had reserved had been used up. He hesitated slightly and decided to crawl out from the ground and go to the front hall to get some more medicinal materials.

Anyway, it's closed now and no business is being done. If those medicinal materials are left there, they will be stolen sooner or later.

It's better to make the best use of it and leave it to him.

Yang Fang carefully climbed out of the ground and walked towards the front hall.

As soon as he approached the front hall, his expression changed and he heard a series of muffled sounds.

Anyone?

"who?"

Suddenly, a low shout came from the pharmacy in the front hall. A figure covered in blood and holding a long sword rushed out. After seeing Yang Fang's clothes, his face darkened and he said, "Are you from the shopkeeper?"

"Yes."

Yang Fang nodded repeatedly, but his eyes scanned the other party.

All he saw was scars all over his body.

His chest, thighs, and shoulders were all covered with deep sword marks.

Some medicinal powder was sprinkled on it.

Obviously he came here to find the doctor, but the doctor was not here, so he had to find medicine and sprinkle it on his own.
Chapter completed!