Gou Became a Martial Saint In Another World

  Chapter 52 Sudden Strength (Please read more!)

  Dongfang area.

   The battle begins.

  Dozens of warriors holding weapons, with cold eyes and murderous looks, surrounded two fifth-rank masters, and there was already a pile of corpses on the ground.

  But the two fifth-rank masters were also having a hard time. Their clothes were stained with blood, and their backs and chests were all injured.

  The two felt aggrieved.

  They had just won the Dao Map from another person, and before they had time to carefully check whether it was true or not, they were discovered by another group of people and asked them to hand over the Dao Map.

  The two of them had a good talk at first, saying that they would wait to check the truth before making a decision, and the group of people on the opposite side agreed directly, but in an instant, someone fired a hidden weapon at them.

  The two sides fought together in an instant, and attracted the attention of more and more experts. Even the rumors became more and more outrageous, and they insisted that the Dao map in their hands was true.

   But the key point is that they still don't know whether the Dao map on their bodies is real or not!

   Anyway, there are more and more strong people coming over!

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

   "That's right, hand over the Dao map, **** your arms, and spare you all!"

   "Hand over the Dao map!"

  Warriors from all directions shouted loudly.

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

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

   "Since we don't know whether it's true or not, why don't you hand it over? Hand over the Dao map, and we can check it ourselves!"

   A warrior shouted.

   "Yes, we will check it ourselves. If you Cheng brothers don't hand over the Dao map, let's 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 frightened and angry.

   But they were covered in bruises, and it is indeed impossible to continue fighting until now.

   Just when the two brothers felt strong resentment and were extremely unwilling, a long and long Buddha's name suddenly sounded from behind them, "Amitabha, the two benefactors, if you give up, you will get something. Let it go!"

  A middle-aged monk wearing a black monk robe, with a sad face, tall and thin, holding a Zen stick, appeared not far behind them.

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

   "The eminent monk of Heishan Temple!"

   "Two benefactors, hand over the Dao map, and the poor monk can keep you safe and sound. Otherwise, there are 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.

  A moment later, the boss Cheng Shaoyu showed bitterness, looked at the middle-aged monk, and said, "Okay, since this is the case, then we will give this Taoist map to the eminent monk, hoping that the eminent monk can distinguish the true from the false!"

   He was extremely unwilling, gritted his teeth and took out a blood-stained Dao map from his arms, and threw it directly at the middle-aged monk.

  Heishan Temple is one of the many sects in Bailuo City.

   Not only is it famous, but the monks in the temple are even more powerful.

   Everyone's expressions changed, they watched Dao Tu flying towards the monk, but none of them dared to take the lead.

at this time!

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

  It has a burly body and a heavy breath. It is dressed in a black robe and carries a large black epee on its back.

  Like an iron tower.

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

  The males, without exception, all carried black giant swords and were tall.

  The woman is dressed in a white dress, has a good figure, and holds a slender sword with a white scabbard.

   "Sword Tower!"

   Everyone's expressions changed again.

   They too were alarmed.

   "Amitabha!"

  The middle-aged monk saw the Taoist map being robbed, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and didn't say anything, just chanted the Buddha's name.

  Brother Wilderness unfolded the Dao map and looked at it carefully in his hand. After a while, his expression turned cold, and he turned the Tao map in his hand to the monk, and said coldly, "The Dao map is fake, you have been tricked again!"

   "What? Fake?"

   "Fake again?"

   "Damn it, which **** is deliberately making fakes!"

   "How many fake road maps are there on the market!"

  Everyone was frightened and angry, and spoke quickly.

  The Cheng brothers swayed even more, their eyes turned black, and they gritted their teeth angrily.

   Hemp eggs!

  For a fake Dao map, how many people were killed by the two brothers, and even themselves were almost cut to pieces.

  Heiyin monk took the map, looked at it carefully, frowned, and said, "This fake map is almost identical to the more than ten false maps that appeared before, and the brushwork is extremely rough. It should be made by the same person!"

   "Does Master have any clues?"

  Senior Sister Bishui on the side asked.

  Heiyin monk shook his head lightly, "There are too many ghosts and monsters in this settlement, how difficult it is to find clues!"

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

   Senior Sister Bishui said.

  Brother Wilderness shot his eyes everywhere, and suddenly looked at the headquarters of the Black Tiger Gang not far away.

   A group of sword tower disciples around him followed.

  The remaining people were in an uproar and discussed together.

"Son of a bitch!"

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

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

  Before the Cheng brothers killed so many people, their relatives and friends naturally wanted to avenge them.

   Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!

   Soon, the ear-piercing sound of weapons colliding sounded from a distance again.

   Three more days passed.

   Underground.

  Yang Fang is still immersed in his cultivation, and he doesn't hear anything outside the door.

  In the entire underground living room, the palm wind howled, extremely heavy, and there was a piercing sound.

  For so many days in a row, many of his martial arts are improving rapidly.

   Now even the palm technique has entered the hall.

  Of course, what is more critical is his medical and toxicology.

   These days, besides practicing, he is studying medicine and toxicology.

  Now I have more experience with the method of poisoning.

  The only thing lacking is that he doesn’t know how strong the poison he is currently configuring is. He needs to find someone to try his poison in order to test the power.

   Now even he himself doesn't know how strong the poison he configured can deal with the masters. Anyway, it must be more than enough to deal with the masters of the early stages of the fifth rank. This has been proved by the previous group of four.

  And eight consecutive days passed.

  The movement outside has become much quieter.

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

  Anyway, the door is closed for business now, and those medicinal materials will be stolen sooner or later.

   It is better to make the best use of everything 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 muffled groans.

  Anyone?

"who?"

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

"Yes."

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

  I saw the other party with scars all over his body.

   There are deep sword marks on the chest, thighs, and shoulders.

  There is some powder sprinkled on it.

   Obviously, he came here to find the doctor, but the doctor was not there, so he could only find medicine and sprinkle it on himself.

  (end of this chapter)