Suppression of the Third Grade

The dreary weather suddenly changes. During the day, the sun is shining brightly and the sky is clear. In the evening, the north wind blows and the temperature drops sharply.

Fang Ying was sitting in the yard practicing the Turtle Breath Breathing Technique. Whenever she had any shortcomings, Fang Ping would point out her shortcomings. Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, Fang Ping knew that he had to take action.

"Clean up and go to bed. Second brother is going out for a trip."

After rubbing Fang Ying's little head, Fang Ping entered the carriage outside the courtyard gate.

"you……"

The lady wanted to say that she had eaten a bowl of cold dumplings, her stomach felt a little uncomfortable, and she wanted to go to the toilet. But when she opened her mouth, she felt her neck being stung by a wasp and lost consciousness.

Fang Ping parked the carriage in the yard. He could rush back before dawn. Theoretically, his wife would not be discovered by Fang Ying and Li Rou.

With this thought in mind, Fang Ping put on his night clothes, covered himself with a face scarf, and went out.

As soon as Fang Ping left, a sneaky little melon-head popped out of the room.

…

But a man's dignity must be defended no matter what. There is not a strong-blooded man in the world who can endure the insult of his wife being kidnapped. Fang Ping cleverly took advantage of this.

The skin of the man in black was blood red, and a large amount of steam floated out from under his pores. The sound of steam erupting from his body was mixed with the sound of muscles and bones roaring together, and the sound of qi and blood flowing like a tide.

There were obviously fewer fort soldiers standing guard on the wall, which meant that Lian Feihu took a large number of Lianjiabao troops with him when he rushed to Yandang Mountain.

"Feihu hasn't come back yet, how can I sleep? Just wait." Lian Feihong was not in a good mood. He had finally driven away the five wealthy gentry in the inner city some time ago, and he was about to dominate Lianjiabao.

When they were in Shanyang County, the Prime Minister of Shanyang County supported the Qijia Alliance, and Dazefu City also sent Chu Ying to station outside Shanyang County to support the Qijia Alliance.

"...Who are you!"

Fang Ping's voice was like thunder, shaking Lian Feihong's blood and making stars appear in his eyes.

In the arena, Fang Ping had witnessed Lian Feihu's ferocious appearance. The strength of this team should not be underestimated. Fang Ping, who had broken through to the strong physical realm, might not be able to compete head-on with it, but tonight Fang Ping had to face it.

The only one left is the owner of Lianjiabao.

Bai Yunfei once mentioned that Lianjiabao has two middle-level masters, one is Lianjiabao Lord Lian Feihong, and the other is Lianjiabao Young Master Lian Feihu. This is also reasonable. In Shanyang County in recent years,

Even a third-level master cannot be born.

Outside Lianjiabao.

There are more ruthless and unjust people in this world. Even if he has given birth to children for himself and has been with his wife day and night for many years, he will just give up on her.

The purpose of that letter was to lure the tiger away from the mountain. Fang Ping was not stupid enough to confront Lian Feihu head-on, so a woman wanted Lian Feihu to compromise and tell the truth. It was pure wishful thinking.

"The frog at the bottom of the well, I am the fourth grade!"

Lian Feihong gritted his teeth and fought with the man in black for several rounds, with white steam coming out of his body and red blood on his skin. He probably knew the strength of the masked man in black. He was much stronger than him, so there was no need to attack him head-on.

You can defeat him in a confrontation.

"It's ruthless enough. Three hundred martial arts elites and two thousand armored fortress soldiers can kill me alive. Even Feihu brought so many people there and never thought of bargaining with me. Fortunately, I'm not stupid, so let him do it

It’s a drain on the cauldron.”

The concubine was considerate and poured a full bottle of wine for the Lord of Lianjiabao.

"He is worthy of being a third-grade warrior. Ordinary drugs cannot bring him down at all. At most, he will be weakened by a few points of combat power."

"Fifth grade! You are a fifth-grade master!"

"Click"

Dragging the white steam that continuously spewed out from under his pores, Fang Ping's spine surged and launched a devastating offensive. The violent energy pouring out with each move, after attaching to the powerful infuriating energy, left a mark on the floor and walls of the room.

There were shocking cracks and large pits. The screens and furnishings in the house were all in pieces.

Lian Feihong lowered his head and looked down. There was blood flowing across his palms and his arms had lost all feeling. He wanted to shout loudly, but Fang Ping did not give him a chance to breathe. He chased after him fiercely and bombarded the target with all his strength.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Quick victory!"

Lian Feihong drank one glass after another. The concubine didn't drink well, and she fell asleep in Lian Feihong's arms after just a few drinks.

Lian Feihong became drunk under the concubine's service.

A few meters away, even Feihong could feel the energy and blood flowing in the veins of the man in black, as terrifying as a volcano erupting.

"Fourth-grade? Impossible. How could a fourth-grade master sneak attack a sixth-grade me..."

Fang Ping appeared.

"It's getting late, please wait for the master to rest." The concubine snuggled pitifully into the arms of the master of Lianjiabao.

Today, there are only a thousand unqualified fortress soldiers and hundreds of martial arts elites in Lianjia Fort.

Looking at the drunken red cheeks and the delicious appearance, Lian Feihong was about to get up and carry his concubine to bed, when suddenly his legs went weak and his expression changed drastically: "No, someone drugged me!"

As their fists and palms collided, Lian Feihong retreated and leaned against the wall, leaving a human-shaped dent on the wall.

Sneaking into the depths of Lianjia Fort like a ghost, Fang Ping knocked down several patrolling fort soldiers at a corner. The leading fort soldier told Fang Ping some news. Lian Feihu took away three soldiers two days ago.

Hundreds of martial arts elites and two thousand fortress soldiers.

At this moment, the door of the house was kicked to pieces. There was a masked man in black. The dragon came out of the sea. Kunpeng rushed in front of Lian Feihong like a predator. He slapped out a palm. The powerful inner energy of the true energy came out wantonly, and the tables, chairs and benches were torn apart.

, the drugged concubine was also affected by the terrifying air waves and was thrown away with a bang.

A few days ago, someone sneaked into Lianjiabao, committed murder, and kidnapped his daughter-in-law. Each of these incidents made Feihong feel uneasy.

"Young Master Ji has his own destiny, and everything will go smoothly for sure. Master, you don't have to worry too much."

Fang Ping waited quietly outside the house for a long time, lighting more than a dozen sticks of incense one after another. It was time for a cow to fall, but the owner of the Lianjiabao was still very energetic.

The beating sound of Fang Ping's heart became denser and more powerful, like a high-speed engine, bringing him endless power. The blood and energy in his limbs were like high-quality oil, supporting the operation of his heart.

Fang Ping looked at the main castle deep in Lianjia Fort.

…

In the study room.

Lian Feihong mistakenly thought that the man in black was a fifth-level master, and his eyes were horrified. He was only a sixth-level master. How could He Dehe be attacked by a fifth-level master.

There was no hesitation, and Fang Ping missed a single hit, but he took the advantage. He inhaled and exhaled heavily, and the Turtle Breathing Technique was operating to the extreme. The pores on the surface of his skin were also indistinguishable to the naked eye.

Breathe in and out.

"You are still well-behaved~"

Lian Feihong staggered back.

Fang Ping entered a state of rage, and the terrifying scene he displayed was as shocking as the resurrection of a god and demon. Even Feihong gasped and changed his color when he saw Fang Ping's rage.

Suddenly a handful of lime powder was slapped on Lian Feihong's face, and the next moment he felt severe pain in his chest, and his internal organs were shattered and flew out.

"Won."

Fang Ping couldn't stop shaking his body for a long time.

"This is the first level 3 master I've defeated!"
Chapter completed!