I Became a Martial Saint In Another World

Chapter 52: A sudden surge in strength (please read it!)

 Dongfang area.

 The battle begins.

Dozens of warriors holding weapons, with cold eyes and murderous intent, surrounded the two fifth-level masters. There were already corpses lying on the ground.

 But the two fifth-level masters were not doing well either. Their clothes were stained with blood, and their backs and chests were all injured.

 The two of them felt aggrieved.

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

The two of them originally had good words and said that they would wait to check whether it was true or not before making a decision. The group of people opposite also directly agreed, but in the blink of an eye someone fired a hidden weapon at them.

 The two sides fought instantly, attracting the attention of more and more experts. Even the rumors became more and more outrageous, insisting that the Dao map in their hands was real.

 But the key is that they still don’t know whether the Dao picture on their bodies is real or fake!

  Anyway, more and more strong people are coming!

“Brothers Cheng, stop struggling and hand over the Dao map immediately!”

“Yes, hand over the Dao map, use your arms, and spare your life!”

 “Hand over the Tao map!”

 The warriors from all directions opened their mouths and shouted fiercely.

“Our brothers have already said that we don’t know whether this picture is true or false.”

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

“Since we don’t know whether it’s true or false, why don’t you hand it over? Hand over the Dao map and let us check it ourselves!”

 A warrior shouted.

"Yes, we will check it ourselves. If you Cheng brothers don't hand over the Tao map, let's see how long you can hold on. When your internal strength is exhausted, we will cut you to pieces with a thousand knives!"

 Another warrior shouted.

"you!"

 The Cheng brothers were frightened and angry.

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

Just when the two brothers were filled with deep resentment and extremely unwilling to accept it, a long voice of the Buddha's name suddenly sounded from behind them, "Amitabha, two benefactors, if you give up, you will get something. If you give up, you will get something. Let it go!"

A middle-aged monk wearing black robes, with a sad look on his face, tall and thin, holding a Zen staff, appeared not far behind them.

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

 “The eminent monk of Black Mountain Temple!”

“Two benefactors, hand over the Dao map, and the poor monk can keep you safe. Otherwise, if there are so 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.

After a while, the boss Cheng Shaoyu showed bitterness, looked at the middle-aged monk, and said, "Okay, in that case, we will give this Tao map to the eminent monk, and hope that the eminent monk can distinguish the true from the false!"

He was extremely unwilling. He gritted his teeth and took out a **** Taoist diagram from his arms, and threw it directly towards the middle-aged monk.

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

Not only is it extremely famous, but the monks in the temple are also extremely powerful.

Everyone's expressions changed, and they watched Dao Tu flying toward the monk, but no one dared to take the lead.

at this time!

Suddenly, a burly figure came up like a blurred afterimage. He grabbed the Taoist map with his big hand and jumped and turned again, landing on the street in the distance.

He has a tall body and a heavy breath. He is dressed in black robes and carries a wide black heavy sword on his back.

 Like an iron tower.

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

 The men, without exception, all carry black giant swords and have tall bodies.

The woman is wearing a white dress, has a good figure, and is holding a slender sword with a white scabbard.

 “Sword Tower!”

 Everyone’s expressions changed again.

 They were also alarmed.

 “Amitabha!”

When the middle-aged monk saw that the Taoist map was robbed, he lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes. He didn't say anything. He just recited the Buddha's name.

 Senior Brother Yeye unfolded the Tao map and looked at it carefully in his hands. After a moment, his expression turned cold, and he still pointed the Tao map in his hand towards the monk and said in a cold voice, "The Tao map is fake, you have been fooled again!"

 “What? Fake?”

 “Is it fake again?”

 “Damn it, what **** is deliberately making fakes!”

 “How many fake road maps are there on the market?”

Everyone was shocked and angry, and spoke quickly.

The Cheng brothers were shaking even more, their eyes turned black, and they were gnashing their teeth in anger.

 Hummy egg!

For a fake road map, the two brothers killed so many people, and even themselves were almost cut into pieces.

Black Seal Monk took the Dao picture, looked at it carefully, frowned, and said, "This fake Dao picture is almost exactly the same as the more than ten fake Dao pictures that appeared before. The brushwork is extremely rough. It should be made by the same person!"

 “Master, do you have any clues?”

 Senior Sister Bishui on one side asked.

The Black Seal Monk shook his head slightly, "There are too many monsters, ghosts, and snakes in this settlement. It's so difficult to find clues!"

 “It seems that the master is the same as us.”

 Senior Sister Bishui said.

Senior Brother Yeye glanced everywhere, and suddenly looked towards the headquarters of the Black Tiger Gang not far away. With a cold expression on his face, he took direct steps and strode towards the headquarters of the Black Tiger Gang.

A group of sword tower disciples around him followed him one after another.

The remaining people were in an uproar and discussed together.

"Son of a bitch!"

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

 But just as they had not gone far, other masters soon followed them.

 The Cheng brothers killed so many people before, so naturally the relatives and friends of those people wanted to avenge them.

 Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang!

Soon, the harsh sound of weapons clashing sounded from the distance again.

 The next three days passed.

 Underground.

Yang Fang is still immersed in cultivation and does not listen to what is happening outside the door.

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

 For so many days in a row, his many martial arts skills have been improving rapidly.

Now even the palm technique has entered the entrance hall.

Of course, the more important thing is his medical theory and toxicology.

 These days, in addition to practicing, he is also studying medicine and toxicology.

 Now I have more experience in poisoning techniques.

The only thing missing is that he doesn’t know how poisonous the poison he is currently configured is. He needs to find someone to try his poison in order to test its power.

 Even he himself doesn't know how powerful the poison he configured can deal with the masters. Anyway, it is definitely more than enough to deal with the masters at the early stage of fifth grade. This has been proved by the previous four people.

 Eight days passed in a row.

 The movement outside has become much quieter.

Yang Fang saw that the medicinal materials he had reserved had been used up. He hesitated slightly and decided to crawl out of the ground and go to the front hall to get some more medicinal materials.

Anyway, it’s closed for business now, and those medicinal materials will be stolen sooner or later.

 It’s better to make the best use of it and leave it to him.

Yang Fang carefully climbed out of the ground and walked toward the front hall.

As soon as he approached the front hall, his expression changed and he heard a series of muffled sounds.

 Is there anyone?

"who?"

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

"Yes."

Yang Fang nodded repeatedly, but his eyes scanned the other person.

 I saw only scars all over the other party's body.

 The chest, thighs, and shoulders are all covered with deep sword marks.

Some medicinal powder was sprinkled on it.

 Obviously he came here to find the doctor, but the doctor was not there, so he had to find medicine and sprinkle it on his own.

 (End of this chapter)