Chapter 172 This handwriting is really ugly
In fact, at Chunyu Tower.
Chen Yi wanted to wait until he received the reward before leaving.
As a result, everyone else left, and he didn't receive the opportunity reward. He then realized that Black Fang or the female tiger were watching him and Liu Lang.
The same applies when leaving Chunyu Tower.
He appeared to be walking at a leisurely pace, but in reality, he was constantly on guard about his surroundings.
At the same time, he was also secretly spreading the "Immortal's Intoxication" and "Gentle Breeze Intoxication" along the way.
Having arrived in Black Fang's territory without seeing any movement, how could he not know what the newcomers were thinking?
After thinking it over, he decided to deal with the tail behind him here.
Only in this way could his and Liu Lang's whereabouts be kept secret.
Fang Laomo was naturally unaware of his thoughts, but he heard his curses and his eyes grew even colder.
"You have humiliated me three times in a row. Do you really think you can defeat me with your mastery of swordsmanship and fist techniques?"
As he spoke, he slowly approached, saying, "I have been wandering the world for decades and have never seen such scum as you who are in such a hurry to be reborn."
Seeing this, Liu Lang placed his palm on the hilt of the knife and gently pulled it out two inches, revealing a cold glint.
"If victory or defeat is determined solely by the level of cultivation, wouldn't soldiers in the army be able to surrender directly when facing enemy generals?"
"In short, Fang Laomo, even if your cultivation level is higher, your skills are not up to par and you are still far from being a top expert."
"After all, it's a life-or-death battle. What do I have to fear from your meager martial arts skills?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the intent of the sword took shape.
Like a silver thread, it swept straight across two zhang and landed in front of Fang Laomo.
Fierce, domineering, and sharp.
Fang Laomo also sensed the sharp sword intent, but he neither dodged nor avoided it, instead using his true essence and qi to protect his body.
The robes billowed and surged instantly.
bass--
Suddenly, a sound like a knife slicing through an iron shield rang out, and through the rain, it seemed as if sparks were appearing on Fang Laomo's body.
Fang Laomo blocked the sword intent, but was still forced to take a step back.
Even so, he still managed to stop it.
Fang Laomo stared at the two of them, a sinister sneer in his eyes: "Knife Madman? Heh, your knife isn't wild enough, nor sharp enough!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he strode forward, his true energy solidifying into claws in both hands.
Then he swung his hands in quick succession, unleashing two powerful eagle claw strikes.
The immense power, imbued with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and a touch of fist intent, kept the fierce wind and rain at bay, outside the claw-shaped qi.
In the blink of an eye, he pierced through the rain and arrived in front of Liu Lang and Chen Yi.
Seeing that Liu Lang was about to draw his sword to meet the attack head-on, Chen Yi calmly uttered a single word, "Dodge."
The two avoided each other, one on the left and one on the right.
Immediately afterwards, two deafening roars came from behind.
Chen Yi glanced to the side and saw that the house at the end had completely collapsed, and two claw-shaped outlines the size of millstones remained on the nearby wall.
This clearly demonstrates the power of Fang Laomo's move.
Liu Lang could also see that the two of them together were no match for Fang Laomo, ultimately because the difference in their cultivation levels was too great.
Even if Fang Laomo's Fist technique is not refined and is only at a minor level.
However, he possesses a cultivation level of the upper three ranks, and his protective aura alone can withstand two people at the Great Perfection Dao Realm, making him invincible.
While looking at Fang Laomo, Liu Lang turned to the side, drew his long sword from his waist, and gestured to Chen Yi, saying, "Boss?"
Chen Yi glanced at the longsword and saw that the blade was only about the length of a palm, completely unusable for combat. He asked, somewhat amused and exasperated:
"These past few days have passed, haven't you thought about getting a different knife?"
"We just couldn't find a suitable one."
So, to retreat or to fight?
Upon hearing this, Chen Yi shook his head and said there was no rush. Then he looked at Fang Laomo, who was charging forward again, and called out:
"Black Fang, if you don't come out soon, we'll just collect his corpse."
Liu Lang was slightly taken aback, feeling a bit strange.
It's good that the boss is confident, but what did they have to kill Fang Laomo?
Upon hearing this, Old Demon Fang flew into a rage: "You brat, you're courting death!"
He then lightly touched the ground with his feet, stretched his arms out to the sides, and pounced like a hawk.
Just then, a chilling voice rang out: "Stop."
"Black Fang, this is a personal grudge between me and them. Even if you are an elder of Bright Moon Pavilion, it's none of your business!"
Seeing that Fang Laomo had no intention of stopping, Hei Ya appeared in front of Chen Yi and Liu Lang like a ghost.
Then he flicked his finger at Old Demon Fang.
In an instant, a rustling sound like a gentle breeze blowing through willow branches rang out, and Fang Laomo's forward momentum stopped, and he was sent flying backward.
He only managed to stop himself by bracing himself with his hands and feet when he fell back to the alley entrance.
He looked up and glared angrily at Black Fang: "You?!"
Black Fang, still wearing the mask, looked at him coldly: "What?"
Fang Laomo glanced at him, then at Chen Yi and Liu Lang behind him, and gritted his teeth, saying:
"...Black Fang, I'll let them go today because of you."
"That doesn't mean I'll let them off the hook in the future. This isn't over yet!"
After saying that, Old Demon Fang turned and left.
Before he could take three steps, everything went black, and his limbs went weak and powerless, forcing him to lean against a wall.
"This old man is..."
Fang Laomo shook his head, but could no longer stay awake, and collapsed to the ground.
A puddle of water was splashed up.
"Um?"
Black Fang was slightly taken aback upon seeing this, but then he understood. He turned his head to look at Chen Yi behind him, his eyes showing a strange change in expression:
"Brother Liu, excellent skills."
Chen Yi met his gaze, glanced at Fang Laomo out of the corner of his eye, and said, feigning displeasure:
"This is the person you brought in?"
"With a mind like that, let alone accomplishing great things, I don't think he even has the ability to provide support from the outside."
"If it weren't for the sake of your Mingyue Tower, he would already be a corpse today."
Black Tooth remained silent.
After a moment, he sighed softly, "Brother Liu, please forgive me. I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation for this matter."
That's good.
"Otherwise, if some clueless people keep jumping out, how can we plan important things together?"
"Brother Liu is right."
After exchanging a few polite words, Chen Yi looked at Fang Laomo, who was struggling to get up in the distance, and chuckled.
"They'll be in your hands now."
After saying that, he led Liu Lang straight towards the West Market.
Black Fang watched them walk away, stood still for a moment, and then turned to look at Old Demon Fang:
"them?"
"Is there anyone else?"
Not long after.
When Black Fang arrived at Old Demon Fang's side, he glanced at the scene in the brothel alley and immediately burst into laughter.
The laughter contained surprise, delight, and a hint of doubt.
From Chunyu Tower to his location, a mere hundred feet, lay more than a dozen men in black lying haphazardly.
Among them were people from Mingyue Tower, as well as martial arts figures who came to participate in this transaction.
Even the petite Lou Yuxue seemed to have been affected, leaning against the wall at the street corner, looking up at the sky, using the icy rain to force herself to stay awake.
As he laughed, Black Fang caught a glimpse of Fang Laomo, who had already stood up, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
"I can tolerate your lack of strength and your simple mind, and I can also overlook your impulsiveness."
"But you shouldn't have caused Mingyue Tower to lose face."
Upon hearing this, Old Demon Fang looked at him in a daze and asked, "What?"
Before he could figure it out, he suddenly saw a dark shadow flash past his eyes, and then he felt the world spinning around him.
Bang!
Glug glug.
Fang Laomo's fine head flew up and hit the wall, then bounced to the ground, rolled a few times, and his eyes suddenly widened as he stared blankly at Black Tooth:
"You, you..."
"snort!"
Black Fang seemed too lazy to waste any more words with him, and flicked his finger to strike.
Bang.
The red and white objects burst open in the rain.
Black Fang glanced at it and then walked towards Spring Rain Pavilion.
As he passed Lou Yuxue, he coldly said, "Clean yourself up."
Before he finished speaking, his figure had already disappeared into the rain.
After a while.
Lou Yuxue shook her head, regaining her senses, and saw the figures lying all over the ground. A hint of annoyance flashed in her eyes.
"Liu Wu!"
...
Chen Yi led Liu Lang on a long detour, and soon they saw the light screen appear before them—
[Witness the Moon Pavilion summoning a group of demons to discuss important matters. Reward: The Collapsing Mountain Fist skill is upgraded to Earth Rank, and Fortune +100.]
[Comment: His arrival was marked by his presence, his voice by his presence, and the scene he created. He participated in the major events at Mingyue Tower as an imposter, gaining the trust of Mingyue Tower and its hidden guards. He plotted the assassination of Fang Zhengtai. He scared off a group of evil spirits; his performance was commendable.]
Once the profound mysteries of the Earth-Rank Collapse Mountain Fist Technique appeared in his mind, Chen Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief and signaled Liu Lang to return to their landing point.
Not long after.
The two entered the courtyard and woke Zhang Dabao to fetch a towel.
Chen Yi wiped the rain off his body and handed the towel to Liu Lang.
Liu Lang took it, wiping his long hair as he asked in confusion:
"Boss, when did you drug me? I didn't even notice."
"If you could detect it, how could Old Demon Fang, who is so much stronger than you, have fallen for it?"
"...Give me a good knife, and I'll chop him to death!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Yi's heart stirred slightly, and he smiled and said, "In a couple of days, I'll find you a good knife."
How good is it?
"What do you think of the collection in the Xiao family's vault?"
Upon hearing this, Liu Lang grinned, "I knew the boss had a close relationship with the Xiao family. Now you've been exposed, haven't you?"
Has the secret been exposed?
Chen Yi shook his head inwardly.
He had simply observed Liu Lang's recent behavior and developed a degree of trust in him.
In addition, he already knew about the situation at Black Fang's place, and had a clear idea of what to do next.
There were some things he no longer intended to hide from Liu Lang.
Let's chat for a bit.
Liu Lang dried himself off the rain and, after thinking for a moment, asked, "I have another question."
"Since you had the chance just now, why did you call Black Fang? Wouldn't it have been better to just kill Old Demon Fang and end everything?"
Chen Yi leaned back in his chair, pondering the next steps, and replied:
"It's unnecessary, and it will only make things worse."
"Our purpose this time is only to participate in that transaction, not to fight with those evil spirits."
"If we kill Fang Laomo, it will only alert Hei Ya, which would be counterproductive."
After a pause, Chen Yi looked up at the window and a smile played on his lips: "But I don't think Old Demon Fang will have a good ending either."
Upon hearing this, Liu Lang shook his head and sighed, "I really don't know what's wrong with your brain."
He once again felt that intelligent people were too troublesome, and that it was better to fight with real swords and spears.
Chen Yi smiled and didn't bother to figure out what he was thinking.
If he were strong enough now, he wouldn't need to use his brain; he would have already gone to Chunyu Tower and killed all those people.
He pondered for a moment.
Chen Yi said, "There are two things I need to trouble you with."
Liu Lang raised an eyebrow: "Was it traded for that good knife? Or is it counted as one of the thirty things I promised you?"
"what ever."
Chen Yi, unconcerned, continued, "First, you need to find out the whereabouts of the people from the Liu family in Jingzhou tomorrow. Later, you and I need to meet with that Second Young Master Liu."
"See them? Why?"
"With your brain, do you think it would be useful to tell you?"
"...You're the boss, you make the decisions."
Ignoring the resentment in his eyes, Chen Yi continued, "I remember you said you wanted to thank Xiao Jinghong for sparing your life?"
"Now the opportunity has come."
"I need to write a letter to her in your name."
This time Liu Lang understood and said with delight, "You want to reveal this matter to General Jinghong?"
Chen Yi nodded and asked him to find paper and pen to write a few words.
Although Liu Lang was puzzled, having learned his lesson from being mocked before, he obediently picked up a pen and wrote a few words.
The characters were written with horizontal strokes clearly defined, vertical strokes clearly defined, left-falling strokes clearly defined, and right-falling strokes clearly defined; they looked like they were about to fall apart.
Seemingly noticing Chen Yi's gaze, Liu Lang scratched his head and said somewhat awkwardly:
"My master used to forbid me from reading and writing..."
Chen Yi shook his head, assuming it was just his obsessive-compulsive disorder acting up after achieving mastery of calligraphy.
Then, he suppressed his extreme obsessive-compulsive disorder and forced himself to write in Liu Lang's handwriting.
[To General Jinghong:]
The Black Fang of Mingyue Tower has gathered a group of evil demons and heretics, intending to burn down the summer grain harvest in the three towns. Please take precautions in advance.
Furthermore, the person who made the move may have been an inside agent of the three towns' soldiers.
—The Blade Maniac.
After finishing writing, Chen Yi read it over and couldn't help but show some disgust on his face:
"This handwriting is really ugly."
Liu Lang: "..."
(End of this chapter)
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