Chapter 180 Star Pattern

"Ah~"

The masked man in black screamed, and half of his right palm exploded, with blood gushing out.

He stared at Fang Zhixing, his eyes filled with unspeakable shock and astonishment, and he looked incredulous.

"Hey, is this the Eagle Claw?"

Fang Zhixing raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "You are from the Flying Eagle Sect!"

The masked man in black said in a deep voice: "Yes, I am from the Flying Eagle Sect!"

As he spoke, cold murderous intent once again burst out of his eyes. His left hand reached for his lower back and took out a crescent-shaped scimitar in an incredibly quick manner.

Fang Zhixing sneered, and with a flash of his body, he suddenly rushed up to the masked man in black and started punching and kicking him.

Bang! Bang! The masked man in black gasped for air. Fang Zhixing was too fast, and his attack was even faster, making it difficult for him to cope.

In a hurry, he raised his left arm in front of his chest and took the straight punch from Fang Zhixing.

Then he raised his right leg to block Fang Zhixing's heavy whip kick.

The enormous force was so powerful that it crushed everything in its path, causing the masked man in black to stagger and retreat repeatedly.

Fang Zhixing stopped again and looked at the masked man in black with a playful expression.

"you……"

The masked man in black was completely suffocated. He only felt the muscles where he was hit began to swell rapidly and uncontrollably, and then burst from the inside out like bubbles and exploded.

Bang~ The muscles in his left forearm exploded, blood and flesh splattered, and everything became a blur.

The right leg was even more tragic. The back of the thigh that was kicked suddenly exploded, and all the flesh and blood flew out, revealing the white bones inside.

Wherever Fang Zhixing hit, it exploded.

This is simply...

The masked man in black felt a sharp pain in his body and sat down on the steps, gasping for breath, terrified, his eyes filled with endless terror.

If his mask fell off, he would look like he had seen a ghost.

Fang Zhixing put his hands behind his back and said calmly, "You are in the late stage of the Four Birds Realm, you are definitely not an unknown person, tell me your name."

The masked man in black was silent for a moment, but couldn't help but look into the bamboo forest and behind the arched door.

Soon, he seemed to realize that he could not escape. There was only despair in his eyes, and he slowly pulled down his mask.

In an instant, a middle-aged face appeared. He had a dark complexion and a beard that reached down to his neck. He looked to be in his fifties.

The middle-aged man's face was ashen, and he answered, "I am Feng Jianping, the elder of the Flying Eagle Sect. The four people, He Shiyou and others, who were killed by you, were all my disciples."

Fang Zhixing's mind was moved, and he asked in a deep voice: "How did you find me?"

"I didn't find you."

Feng Jianping shook his head and replied, "My Feiying Sect serves the imperial court and is affiliated with the Censorate. We are currently under the command of Lord Tian."

Tian Heyi!!

Fang Zhixing suddenly realized and said, "So it was the information provided to you by the Minister of Justice."

Feng Jianping nodded and said, "Lord Neitai sent me to kill you. He said that you are one of the minions secretly nurtured by the Luo family and must be eliminated!"

At this point, he sighed, "Originally, Lord Tian arranged for another person to kill you, but after I learned that you might be the murderer who killed He Shiyou and the other three, I was eager for revenge, so I volunteered to kill you and avenge myself. Alas, I didn't expect that I would be capsized in the gutter today."

He looked up at Fang Zhixing with an extremely shocked expression, and exclaimed: "We all miscalculated and seriously underestimated your strength."

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

Indeed, with his current strength, even an ordinary master of the Five Animals Realm would not be able to defeat him, let alone a late Four Animals Realm master.

Rather than saying that Feng Jianping came to kill Fang Zhixing, it would be better to say that he came to die.

"Unless the Nine Ox Realm comes in person, it won't be easy to kill me."

Fang Zhixing smiled calmly, feeling very confident.

Suddenly, Fang Zhixing's sight fell on the crescent-shaped scimitar. The blade was shining with silver light and was emitting a chilling aura. It seemed to be of extraordinary quality.

Fang Zhixing grabbed it and his expression changed immediately.

"What a heavy knife!"

Fang Zhixing tried the feel of it and felt a weight of more than five thousand kilograms, very heavy.

[Level 3 Low-grade Crescent Moon Saber: 164 cm long, 13 cm wide, 3217 kg in weight]

Fang Zhixing paused for a moment and asked in shock, "How come you have a level three weapon? Is the Flying Eagle Sect so rich?"

Feng Jianping laughed bitterly and said, "This sword is called 'Silver Moon' and it is the treasure of my Feiying Sect. The Sect Master treats me like a brother and lent me the Silver Moon Sword. Unfortunately, I was careless and let my guard down. Before I could draw the sword, I was defeated by you."

Fang Zhixing understood, raised his hand and touched the cold crescent-shaped scimitar, and soon found that there were strange patterns on the blade, which looked like stars and were magnificent.

His eyes suddenly sparkled with brilliance, and he asked in surprise, "Could it be that this Silver Moon Blade is made of the third-level material 'Star Pattern Iron'?"

Feng Jianping nodded and said, "You have a good eye. I didn't expect you know how to forge. My Feiying Sect once made great contributions to the Censor, and thus received a generous reward from the Censor, who gave us a piece of 'Star Pattern Iron', which was then forged into this Silver Moon Sword."

Fang Zhixing examined it carefully for a while and said with regret, "What a pity that the forger responsible for forging the sword didn't use this Star Pattern Iron well. Otherwise, the grade of this Silver Moon Sword would definitely be more than the lower third grade."

He grasped the hilt of the knife and swung it twice casually.

Whoosh!

Visible ripples suddenly appeared in the air, shining coldly and threateningly, with an unparalleled sharpness.

However, the Crescent Moon Sabre had a strange shape, and it was not easy for Fang Zhixing to wield it since it was his first time.

The sword was swung out, and the trajectory was completely different from that of an ordinary long sword.

“Puff~”

A large amount of blood suddenly spurted out high.

Fang Zhixing looked down and was speechless.

Feng Jianping's body had been broken into two pieces, with the cut running from his left shoulder to his right lower back.

The others died suddenly, deader than dead.

“So sharp!”

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but feel encouraged. It was indeed a third-level sword, and its sharpness was far superior to a second-level one.

The next second, his muscles bulged and golden scales appeared on his body.

Fang Zhixing raised the scimitar and chopped at his left arm.

Bang! An icy pain immediately spread across my arm.

Fang Zhixing raised his left arm and saw that the blade had entered the flesh, leaving a conspicuous white mark.

Although the knife did not cut the skin, the pain was very real.

In other words, even if Fang Zhixing defended with all his strength, he could not withstand being chopped down by the third-level sword several times in a row.

At this moment, the system panel flashed with brilliance! [Full-level conditions for Crescent Moon Scimitar:

1. 4.5 kg of flash copper (unfinished) 2. 97.2 kg of myelin silver (unfinished) 3. 9 liang of Geng gold (unfinished) 4. Use the red flame fire to calcine the crescent moon scimitar for more than 1 hour (unfinished)]

“Haha, it’s out!”

Fang Zhixing was overjoyed. With the knife in his hand, the system automatically began to analyze the full level conditions.

"Well, as long as I gather these four conditions, I can upgrade the Silver Moon Blade from the third-level lower grade to the third-level upper grade."

Fang Zhixing was greatly encouraged and his face was full of anticipation.

"Condition 1 requires a prohibited item called flash copper, but I can get it by purchasing carp armor."

"The silver and gold required for conditions 2 and 3 can be purchased directly with real money."

"Condition 4, 'Red Flame Fire', refers to the high-temperature flame produced by burning with 'Red Flame Crystal'. This can also be purchased."

Fang Zhixing quickly understood that if everything went well, he could use his money power to quickly accomplish these four conditions within a few days.

"Fang Zhixing, do you want to keep him alive?"

At this moment, the thin dog had knocked down the two people who were ambushing at the archway.

"Need not."

Fang Zhixing didn't even glance at it, put away the scimitar, and walked towards the study room in great joy.

Not long after, Hongye came out of the secret passage and came to the study.

She asked nervously, "Master, who is the assassin?"

Fang Zhixing replied: "They are from the Flying Eagle Sect and they take orders from Lord Neitai."

“Ah, this!”

Hongye's breath was choked, and she asked, "Have we been exposed? I will send a message to the Madam right away."

The night passed quickly.

The next morning, it was just dawn.

Flutter flutter! A carrier pigeon flew into Yixiangzhai.

Hongye didn't sleep all night, waiting for news.

She immediately took the roll of paper off the pigeon's leg, spread it out, her eyes flickering.

"Master, the eldest lady has replied and arranged a new task for you."

She quickly went up to the second floor and entered the bedroom.

Fang Zhixing had just woken up and took the roll of paper to take a look.

"Reach Iris Valley, 320 miles southeast, before 3:50 p.m. and blow the whistle, one long, one short, and one long."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but be stunned. This task had no beginning or end and he didn't understand why.

"It seems that after I go to the designated location, someone will pick me up and assign me a task."

Fang Zhixing pondered over it and soon had a lot of guesses in his mind.

Then, he spread out a map and studied it, and found that the location of Iris Valley was quite remote, at least a hundred miles away from the official road.

"Time is running out, I have to leave as soon as possible."

Fang Zhixing quickly got dressed and got up, kicking the sleeping dog awake.

"What the hell, another mission this early in the morning?"

The thin dog yawned, with reluctance shown on his face.

The man and the dog hurriedly ate breakfast, made some preparations, and set off.

They left the county town and headed south, first speeding on the official road.

At the fork in the road two hundred and fifty miles away, turn a corner and enter a forest path.

They then climbed over two mountains, forded a tributary of a clear river, and came across a village.

Fang Zhixing took out the map again and looked at it, then asked the villagers, only then did he realize that he had taken the wrong road.

There was no choice but for the man and the dog to turn back and take another road.

Before I knew it, it was almost three quarters after noon.

Fang Zhixing still couldn't find where the Iris Valley was.

"From the map, Iris Valley should be nearby..."

Fang Zhixing frowned and looked around, only to see a vast expanse of dense jungle that stretched as far as the eye could see and seemed to have no end.

"Well, then you know what to do!"

The dog suddenly asked, "Is the reason why Iris Valley is called this because there are many irises there?"

Fang Zhixing had no idea, so he replied, "Maybe."

The dog raised its head, sniffed the air, and suddenly said, "This way, follow me."

He ran out and wandered through the woods.

Fang Zhixing followed on horseback.

Walking and walking...

The view ahead suddenly opened up, revealing a deep canyon with irises blooming everywhere.

"Found it!" Fang Zhixing was delighted. He looked up at the sun and found that he was already late.

He quickly dismounted, changed into black clothes, put on a mask, then entered the valley and blew three whistles.

Not long after, a cold-faced young man appeared near the valley entrance. He was wearing a nightgown, but he did not cover his face.

The cold-faced young man waved his hand and shouted, "This way."

Fang Zhixing remained silent and walked over slowly.

"You are the last one to arrive, wait here first."

The stern-faced young man turned sideways and stretched out his hand in a gesture of invitation.

Fang Zhixing raised his head slightly, looked over the top of the stern-faced young man's head, and looked behind him.

I saw dozens of figures gathered on a field of flowers and grass, some sitting and some standing.

Everyone was wearing black night clothes, some were wearing masks, while others took off their masks and revealed their faces.

Fang Zhixing took a quick look and, as expected, they were all strangers and he didn't recognize any of them.

The thin dog lowered its head, half-crouched as it entered the crowd, strolled around, and sniffed here and there.

Everyone became nervous and subconsciously tensed their bodies.

Anyone would feel uncomfortable and insecure being stared at by this majestic and ugly hyena.

Fang Zhixing said calmly: "Don't be nervous. It won't bite without my order."

Everyone was skeptical, but for a moment, no one spoke up to stop them.

Fortunately, the thin dog quickly returned to Fang Zhixing, lay down obediently, and no longer harassed anyone.

"How is it?" Fang Zhixing asked via voice transmission.

The thin dog clicked his tongue twice and responded, "They are all in the Five Animal Realm, from the One Animal Realm to the Five Animal Realm."

He glanced at a burly figure sitting on the ground in the corner. The other person was wearing black clothes and a red mask. He reminded: "That guy must be in the Five Animal Realm. His meat is so delicious."

Then he glanced at a masked man with his hands crossed in front of his chest in the crowd, and said with a click of the tongue: "That man is also in the Five Animal Realm. He has a highly toxic smell on him. He must be an expert in using poison."

Then he turned his head slightly, glanced at the shadows at the foot of the mountain, and said cautiously: "That guy is also very dangerous, and is definitely not a simple person."

Fang Zhixing nodded secretly, and had an idea in his mind.

An hour passed quickly.

Ta-da-da~ A fast horse rushed straight into the Iris Valley.

Fang Zhixing tilted his head to look, his eyes widening a little.

“It’s actually him!”

The person who came was a hunchbacked old man, holding a heavy sword that could be used to kill horses. It was Xin Zhanhong, the "Hunchback Ghost Sword".

"Are all the people here?"

Xin Zhanhong jumped off his horse, his face expressionless. He glanced at everyone with cold eyes, ready to choose someone to eat.

The cold-faced young man lowered his head and replied immediately in a awed voice, "All of them, not one less."

Xin Zhanhong nodded and said loudly: "Today's mission is a bit difficult. We have to go and destroy the Feiying Sect."

As soon as these words came out, there were gasps in the world, and many people's faces changed.

Xin Zhanhong raised his finger and pointed to the deepest part of Iris Valley, and said carefully: "After walking out of Iris Valley, you will reach Flying Eagle Mountain.

The mountain gate of Feiying Gate, 'Feiying Fort', is on the mountain. The fortress is an iron wall that is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

But I have found a way to break through their blockade and sneak directly into the castle.

Your mission is to slaughter that castle and kill everyone who breathes in it, understand?"

"clear!"

Fang Zhixing and others responded in unison.

Xin Zhanhong stopped talking and walked into the valley with a knife in hand.

Everyone followed without any prior agreement and all walked forward.

They passed through a valley that was ten thousand meters long, and when they looked up, they saw a steep cliff in front of them.

Xin Zhanhong carried his saber on his back and climbed up with his bare hands.

There are many thorny vines on the cliffs, and the rock walls are wet and slippery, making them difficult to climb.

I have a few words from the bottom of my heart. I have been updating for 49 consecutive days, and have been writing at least 8,000 words every day. This is something I have never done before. It is also a huge test for my body and mind. I have never been so tired. The update time has been unstable in recent days due to accumulated fatigue. I will adjust my status as soon as possible to ensure a stable update time.

(End of this chapter)