Volume 1 Changshui County Handyman Chapter 112 I Can't Live Today
"Master Jiu, isn't this ancient trial pagoda too perverted?"
The big black dog cursed and said, "I was beaten in there for more than ten hours, and almost beat me to death. Fortunately, this beast is blessed with great luck... Damn it, why are there so many dead people here?"
The big black dog said to himself, and soon he saw the body of Director Xue, "Director Xue is also dead?"
"Shh..."
Lu Jiuzhang made a silent gesture towards the big black dog.
"oh!"
The big black dog nodded and walked to the two of them silently.
"Blood debt must be paid with blood!" Zhong Zhengming stopped, inserted the digging knife into the ground, and looked back at the ancient trial tower, "Bian Yuan is still in the ancient tower, I will kill him!"
"Master Zhong is bloody!" the big black dog shouted, "I will help you later. Master Zhong, you attack from the front, and I will attack from behind. I haven't learned anything else since entering the ancient pagoda, but my ability to withstand beatings is first-rate."
"By the way, this divine beast has also broken through the eighth level of the demon path. Let's work together and kill him for nothing!"
Zhong Zhengming did not answer, but stood there, staring at the ancient pagoda.
He is waiting for Bian Yuan to come out!
Director Xue will be buried only after killing Bian Yuan.
The big black dog stuck out his tongue, lay down next to Lu Jiuzhang, and whispered, "Master Jiu, my defense is amazing now, why don't you give it a try? See if you can impress me?"
The big black dog now is extremely confident.
In the ancient trial tower, the big black dog actually discovered it, and the ancient tower continued to help it temper its body.
The levels it passes through in the ancient tower are different from those in Lu Jiuzhang.
The rewards are also different. At this time, the big black dog even feels that his physical body's defense power is ten times stronger than before.
"Noisy!"
Lu Jiuzhang felt annoyed and punched lightly.
"Master Jiu, you're not good at it. Why did you enter the ancient pagoda and you didn't even have the strength to punch?" the big black dog mocked.
The next second, his fist hit the big black dog.
"Fuck... trough..."
Severe pain hit him, and the big black dog didn't even finish his words. He flew backwards and passed out on the ground.
Lu Jiuzhang punched out, but it didn't suffer any serious trauma.
The defense of this big black dog is truly amazing!
But it is making progress, and Lu Jiuzhang is also making progress.
The benefits Lu Jiuzhang gained from being in the ancient pagoda were amazing!
Not to mention anything else, I estimate that I have practiced dozens or even hundreds of light techniques.
It is already unusual for ordinary people to practice a single skill, but the skills Lu Jiuzhang practiced were at least dozens or hundreds of times that of those people.
The spiritual energy, Tao liquid, and spiritual crystals absorbed are also countless.
The big black dog obviously miscalculated.
"Come out!"
Zhong Zhengming said suddenly.
The door of the ancient pagoda was opened, and a figure fell out. It was Bian Yuan!
"die!"
Zhong Zhengming rushed forward instantly, the saber in his hand still stained with mud.
Just now he used his saber to dig Director Xue's grave, and now he was going to use his saber to kill Bian Yuan.
"Zhong Zhengming, you are still here?"
Bian Yuan sneered and came forward.
It can be seen that Bian Yuan has also gained a lot of benefits from being in the ancient pagoda.
These two people are both at the seventh level of martial arts. When they fight, they are surrounded by the sound of wind and the sound of swords and swords.
The dust was constantly stirred up, and there were big holes one after another on the ground.
In the dust, the two of them kept fighting.
Lu Jiuzhang wanted to intervene, but he felt that Zhong Zhengming must want to avenge Director Xue himself.
So, he stood nearby and watched.
If Zhong Zhengming is at a disadvantage, Lu Jiuzhang will definitely step forward to help, and there is no way Bian Yuan can escape alive.
In the dust, Zhong Zhengming was bleeding, but Yuan Bi was not feeling well either.
"Tsk tsk tsk, are you really sure you can kill me this time?" Bian Yuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "The benefits in the ancient pagoda are amazing. I can still break through next time. As long as I don't die this time, my strength will be better next time.
Keep improving.”
"You won't survive today!" Zhong Zhengming said coldly.
At this time, Zhong Zhengming's eyes were red, like a madman.
He originally had his hair tied up and wore a crown, but now the crown has fallen to nowhere. His hair is disheveled and he is holding a curled sword.
"Director Zhong, take the knife!"
When Lu Jiuzhang saw this, he threw the Frost Sky Blade in his hand.
This saber was a reward for the ancient pagoda trial, and it was made by the Tiantian Sect more than 30,000 years ago.
Even after all these years, it is still extremely sharp.
Zhong Zhengming stretched out his hand and held the Frost Sky Blade in his palm. The blade was so cold that he couldn't help but shudder.
"Unruly, what can I do if I have a knife?"
Bian Yuan sneered, "Give up, you can't kill me today!"
"cut!"
Zhong Zhengming shouted angrily, and the Shuangtian Blade slashed down with his sword energy.
Bian Yuan raised his sword to block it, but the violent spiritual energy carried by the Frost Sky Blade instantly cut off Bian Yuan's saber.
You know, this is the sword made by the Demon Slayer Division.
Because Bian Yuan is the deputy director of the Demon Slaying Department of Anxi Prefecture, this saber is customized individually.
There are too many handymen and demon-slaying guards, and if custom-made sabers are too cumbersome, most of them use standard sabers.
But Bian Yuan already held a high position, and in Bian Yuan's eyes, this sword was already considered a good weapon.
But what he never expected was that with just one move, his sword would be gone.
The frost blade sword did not change its momentum and continued to cut down.
"What on earth is this?" Bian Yuan was horrified.
"Death-killing Blade!"
With the sharp black knife in hand, Zhong Zhengming instantly gained the upper hand.
He stepped forward with the sword in his hand, slashing, slashing, and slashing in one go.
But Bian Yuan could only hold back and did not dare to fight Zhong Zhengming in close combat.
"You gave me the knife, you're looking for death!" Looking for the right opportunity, Bian Yuan jumped towards Lu Jiuzhang. He wanted to catch Lu Jiuzhang and use Lu Jiuzhang to check and balance Zhong Zhengming to find an opportunity to escape.
Yuan Nai over there was a seventh-level martial artist, and he punched Lu Jiuzhang.
Waves of sonic booms rang out, and the fists carried spiritual energy and a strong sense of oppression, making Lu Jiuzhang's whole body seem to be frozen and unable to move.
"Bang!"
Lu Jiuzhang greeted him with a fist.
The two fists collided together, and a huge explosion sounded.
"Dengdengdeng..."
With one blow, Lu Jiuzhang took ten steps back before he could bear the force of the opponent's fist.
"How is that possible? You are only at the ninth level of martial arts, how can you block my punch?"
Bian Yuan wouldn't believe it even to death.
There are two big differences between them.
Moreover, his cultivation level in the ancient pagoda had skyrocketed, and he was unable to defeat Lu Jiuzhang with one move.
"You can't escape!"
Bian Yuan threw himself in the direction of Lu Jiuzhang and punched again, carrying overwhelming pressure.
Bian Yuan only punched out, but it missed.
Lu Jiuzhang's figure appeared hundreds of meters away.
In the blink of an eye, he moved from here to there, and Bian Yuan was even more puzzled.
Just when he was about to continue chasing Lu Jiuzhang, Zhong Zhengming had already arrived.