Chapter 239: A shot

After thinking a little, Wang Fuqiang spoke, "Go and call your master's wife."

Zhang Kaiping nodded and ran straight upstairs.

The monks looked at it and wanted to stop it, but they did not dare to take action.

They had speculations about Wang Fuqiang's cultivation before, but they didn't expect it to be so terrible. They just instantly killed a cultivator with a high level of cultivation, and they didn't even have a chance to react.

In other words, this sick-looking guy is not easy to mess with.

Wang Fuqiang glanced at the monks and then at the escorts, thinking that he had already taken action anyway, so it would be better for a good person to do it to the end, and helped these guys, and then said, "If you don't want to die, leave quickly."

These bodyguards were stunned, and many people began to plan to leave.

At this time, a stud came forward, bowed to Wang Fu, and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but we must deliver this batch of things to Suyinhe, so..."

Wang Fuqiang was stunned and said coldly: "Just a bunch of medicinal materials, can it be more valuable than life?"

The escort smiled bitterly and said, "I dare not break my trust by someone. This is the foundation of the escort agency. Now that we have lost so many brothers, if we don't send this batch of medicinal materials to Su Galaxy, even if we survive, how can we face their families?"

Wang Fuqiang said impatiently: "Then move all the medicinal materials away."

Everyone was stunned.

Wang Fuqiang frowned and said, "Why are you still standing there? My friend is still waiting for me."

Everyone did not hesitate anymore, thanked repeatedly, then glanced at the monks, turned around and walked towards the boxes.

A monk narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Stop them."

As soon as he finished speaking, many monks rushed towards the corpses.

Wang Fuqiang's eyebrows coldly, and the flying sword in front of him flew out directly. A stream of light flashed by, and these monks fell down directly, but they still had no chance to react.

Seeing Wang Fuqiang killing so many powerful people so easily, the stadiumers breathed a sigh of relief, and had no more worries. They just carried the box and walked outside.

Wang Fuqiang stood in the hall like this. As long as someone dared to take action or had the intention to take action, he would be killed directly by Wang Fuqiang's flying sword. After a few times, no one took action. Everyone even began to retreat, fearing that they would approach the escorts.

In their opinion, anyone who dares to get close to those stints will lose his life first.

At this time, Yu Qiuya and Zhang Kaiping had already arrived downstairs, and Wang Fuqiang said directly: "Go and clean up, and then take your master's wife away first."

Zhang Kaiping nodded.

Yu Qiuya glanced around and said nothing. She followed Zhang Kaiping and left the inn directly, got on the carriage and headed west along the street.

There are a lot of boxes, so it will be difficult to move them with just a few people. Wang Fuqiang was a little anxious and simply took out the Fuxi plate, drove a simple formation, and sent out all the boxes.

After loading all the boxes, these corpses thanked Wang Fuqiang again, then drove to Zhang Kaiping's car and quickly disappeared deep in the night.

Wang Fuqiang walked out of the inn, and all the strong men surrounding the inn pushed back.

Wang Fuqiang glanced at these people and said, "After all, they are people who have entered the world of cultivation. They actually do this kind of robbery and robbery, and they are not afraid of making jokes."

Everyone looked heavy and dared not speak.

In fact, in their opinion, Wang Fuqiang's words are unreasonable. What's wrong with the cultivation world? The cultivation world will not rob and rob? How many famous sects and Xi'an family are innocent? Which one does not take other people's things for themselves to have their current glory?

But they are not Wang Fuqiang's opponents, so even if what Wang Fuqiang said has no reason, they can only think it makes sense. This is also the rule in the world of cultivation.

Whoever has strong strength will be good to fart.

Wang Fuqiang frowned and said, "Don't you get out? How many more people do you want to die?"

Everyone hurriedly turned around, then showed their magical powers, flew to the sky and escape, and showed their fairy style.

Wang Fuqiang was not worried that these people would chase Zhang Kaiping and others, because these guys must have traveled as far as they can now, and just hoped that they would never have any interaction with him in their entire lives.

After these people left, Wang Fuqiang's mood became heavier and he closed his eyes directly to feel Song Ziyi's breath.

Because Song Ziyi is no longer in the town, if you want to feel her breath, you must enter that artistic conception. Wang Fuqiang's current physical condition, once he is in that artistic conception, his body will be difficult to bear, and it will be even worse if he doesn't do it well.

As for whether to find Song Ziyi's traces within a time that Wang Fuqiang can bear, it depends on how far Song Ziyi is from this small town.

With the four releases of spiritual consciousness, Wang Fuqiang was like an old monk entering into meditation. Any slight changes in the night sky could not escape his perception. After a while, Wang Fuqiang directly retreated from this artistic conception and gasped.

Although I didn't feel Song Ziyi, I could know that Song Ziyi was probably heading in that direction.

After calming down his mind, Wang Fuqiang took out a flying sword, then drove the runes on the flying sword, rushed into the sky with his sword and headed towards the north.

Nowadays, I can't be stingy. Although the price of a flying sword is not low, in Wang Fuqiang's current situation, if he forced his sword to control it, even if he could find Song Ziyi, he might not be able to help. Maybe he would become a burden to Song Ziyi.

Moreover, at the current location, Wang Fuqiang didn't know how strong the person Song Ziyi was looking for, but Wang Fuqiang guessed that since Song Ziyi could feel the other party's aura, it shouldn't be very strong, otherwise Song Ziyi wouldn't take risks alone. Wang Fuqiang was worried about whether this would be a trap.

After flying north for a while, Wang Fuqiang suddenly frowned and a flying sword flew towards him.

Wang Fuqiang did not take it hard, but directly put away the flying sword under his feet and fell directly below. After dodging the sword, the flying sword appeared at Wang Fuqiang's feet again, but did not carry Wang Fuqiang forward, but continued to fall to the ground.

Now it's certainly a trap.

The purpose is to lead Song Ziyi away first, and then use Song Ziyi to lead him out. Since the other party chooses to take action here, the trap they set should be here, and Song Ziyi will not be too far away, so it should be nearby.

As the decline continued, Wang Fuqiang saw Song Ziyi's figure and stood on a mountain not far ahead. Around her, there were three strong men. These three strong men turned the entire mountain into a formation, and Song Ziyi happened to be trapped in this formation.

Fortunately, although Song Ziyi was unable to get rid of this formation for a while, there was no danger.

Wang Fuqiang thought, and a flying sword appeared directly, and then rushed towards the sky.

The flying sword that had killed Wang Fuqiang before fell straight down, colliding with Wang Fuqiang's flying sword. With a loud bang, the flying sword was actually smashed directly by Wang Fuqiang's flying sword.

After smashing the flying sword by Jiubaili, he did not turn back, but continued to rush towards the sky and instantly sank into the sky.

Wang Fuqiang's body continued to approach Song Ziyi, and at the same time he reached out and pulled it down. A giant sword carried the rolling thunder, falling directly from the clouds, hitting the mountain where Song Ziyi was. It was the unique skill of Yunling Sect's thunder control technique.

In fact, if you want to break this formation, using the Fuxi plate will be more direct. However, in Wang Fuqiang's current situation, it is only a little bit that can save some energy. Although Wang Fuqiang has fully mastered the Fuxi plate, driving runes and driving flying swords are not at the same level at all. He may not have thought it before, but now he really cannot squander so much.

So now for Wang Fuqiang, using a sword is the best choice.

First, the five flying swords are all Wang Fuqiang's natal objects, so they are easier to control and almost no effort is needed. Second, the Thunder True Art is a sword technique that Wang Fuqiang learned after entering the Yunling Sect. He has already mastered it and is easy to use. Although it also has losses, compared with other techniques, the losses are much smaller.

The sword fell and the formation instantly shattered.

Song Ziyi also seized the opportunity, got rid of the formation, left the mountain directly, and flew towards Wang Fuqiang.

At the same time, countless strong auras suddenly appeared in the night sky, and soon surrounded the two of them.

Feeling these auras, Wang Fuqiang's face was heavy, and Song Ziyi's face became even heavier.

After she came to Wang Fuqiang, she frowned and said, "Why are you here?"

Wang Fuqiang smiled and said, "It's midnight, you run out alone, can I feel at ease? Fortunately, I'm here, otherwise it depends on what you do. If you have a few things, how can I explain to your grandfather in the future?"

Song Ziyi was a little embarrassed, like a child who made a mistake, whispered: "I didn't expect that there would be so many people there, and I even set up a formation here in advance."

Wang Fuqiang nodded and said, "I have planned it a long time ago, it's not your fault."

Song Ziyi glanced at Wang Fuqiang and said with some concern: "Your injury..."

Wang Fuqiang shook his head and said, "It's okay."

Song Ziyi blamed herself: "It's all my fault."

Wang Fuqiang smiled and said, "It's not your fault. In my current state, there are so many people who want to deal with me. They will not miss this opportunity. They just borrow you to lure me out."

Song Ziyi said in confusion: "But why didn't they do it directly in the town?"

Wang Fuqiang said: "Because of the rules, there are mortals in the town. Once they choose to take action there, they will involve innocent people. If ordinary monks are naturally not concerned, but these guys are obviously not ordinary monks, so they will be bound by such rules. This is also the reason why they have not taken action for a long time."

Song Ziyi was stunned and frowned and said, "It's still because of my problem."

Wang Fuqiang was stunned.

Song Ziyi asked, "Are you sure?"

Wang Fuqiang hesitated for a moment and said, "This is really not the case. If it were before, there might be no problem, but now you know my situation. Maybe we will die here tonight. It's okay, it's a pair of desperate couples, and there is also a person talking on the road to the underworld."

Song Ziyi frowned and stared at Wang Fuqiang with her eyes. I really don’t know if this guy is serious or joking.

Wang Fuqiang said seriously: "What I said is true."

Song Ziyi exhaled.

Wang Fuqiang asked, "Are you afraid?"

Song Ziyi shook her head and said, "Isn't it just a death? What's there to be afraid of?"

Wang Fuqiang admired him and said, "Awesome! But I'm afraid, so we can't die here."

Song Ziyi frowned.

Wang Fuqiang continued: "The Yuanyang Realm is so big, I haven't finished reading it yet."

Song Ziyi had no idea what he meant by saying these words.

At this time, the strong men had already surrounded them, and at the same time, huge light columns rushed directly from the ground, and they were slanting each other, forming a huge formation, and this formation just wrapped everyone in it.

Wang Fuqiang said, "You are too shameless. It's fine to take action while I'm injured. I'll use a woman as a temptation. After all, he is a well-known figure on the mountain. Are you not afraid of making jokes?"

A monk smiled and said, "If you were killed, I don't think anyone would make a joke. On the contrary, many people would be happy."

Wang Fuqiang was stunned and nodded, "It's right. It seems that there are too many people who offended it, and it's still not good after all. Even pretending to be pitiful is unnecessary."

The monk smiled and said, "Who said no?"
To be continued...