After hearing Zhang Fang's proposal, Song Shidao and Song Yuzhi couldn't help but cast doubtful eyes on Xinhen at the same time, wondering what was so special about this handsome young man who looked fair and clean, that he could be so praised by Zhang Fang.

But Song Lu's face already showed an understanding smile.

Because of his age and experience, Song Lu's altitude and the scenery he saw were different from those of Song Shidao and Song Yuzhi.

From the simple exchange just now, he has realized that Zhang Fang, for some reason, is absolutely unwilling to establish a formal cooperative relationship with any force that can compete for world domination.

But he didn't seem to object to cooperation with the Song clan, so he introduced Xinhen to act as their middleman.

In his opinion, Xinhen's ability is irrelevant at all.

As long as he can keep in touch with Zhang Fang, a young master with great strength and unlimited potential, the Song clan is willing to accept him even if he is just a loser and give him a good treatment.

However, when Xinhen hugged Song Lu's horse head and whispered a few words to it, he turned around and said that before entering the city, they had seen two wild wolves mating. After Song Shidao also joked a few words, everyone

The way people looked at Xinhen became different.

If such talents can be used for their own use, their help to the Song clan will definitely not be inferior to that of a top master!

Under this situation, Xinhen's intention to join the Song clan was quickly realized. However, the matter still needs to be postponed. According to Zhang Fang, they will rush to Luoyang together after solving the matters at hand.

It won't be too late for Xinhen to officially join the Song clan's camp.

Xinhen did not raise any questions about Zhang Fang's arrangement.

Now he just wants to kill Shen Shifeng and avenge his poor sister. As for his future development in the Reincarnation Tower, it is not within his scope for the time being.

In the next two days, Zhang Fang began to conduct special assault training based on Xinhen's combat effectiveness.

Although, in such a short period of time, it is not realistic to expect his strength to improve by leaps and bounds, but at least his actual combat experience must be improved. This way, he will not be held back in subsequent actions.

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Then, Zhang Fang and Huo'er took turns to fight and started hellish devil training on him.

Let's face it, this guy's background is actually quite good.

Not only does he have the foundation of the "Yi Jin Jing", but he has also mastered the "Liu Li Sword Technique" recorded on the Liu Li Sword. His martial arts configuration cannot be considered low. It's just that his fighting talent is too stretched, and his strength is 100%.

In actual combat, it can only reach 50% or 60%.

It feels like a crook playing an action game, driving a large phone and being tortured by mobs, which is simply unbearable to watch.

It is extremely difficult to completely reverse this kind of talent flaw, but it can still be done with some targeted reinforcements. For example, the results of these two days of devil training are very remarkable.

, it has allowed Xin Hen to exert 60 to 70% of his combat effectiveness in actual combat.

Comparing it horizontally, it is probably similar to Fu Junyu?

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The Evil Emperor Temple is originally an extremely secretive underground building. People who don't know the location may not be able to find it even if they spend their entire lives.

Twenty years ago, Xiang Yutian found Lu Miaozi and built a Taoist temple above its entrance. It was named Qiyun Temple to give those in the know a clear coordinate.

This Qiyun Temple is located on the mountainside of a strange mountain. The rocks on this mountain are as red as cinnabar, and there are endless strange peaks and cliffs, which are extremely strange.

On the appointed day, Qiyun Temple was inside.

Zhang Fang casually took out a fresh fruit that he had prepared earlier from his private space. After handing it to a little monkey with fiery red hair on his shoulder, he crossed his arms across his chest and looked at the broken, peeling, dust-covered net with interest.

, in front of the statue of Laojun in a desolate and lonely atmosphere, a woman in white was kneeling devoutly.

This woman stands upright, and because she maintains a kneeling posture, her figure, which is taller than that of ordinary women, appears less conspicuous.

Although she was kneeling to worship the statue at the moment, she was holding an exquisite bronze mirror in her hand. While admiring her appearance, her expression seemed a little dull, as if she had remembered something that he would never forget.

From the viewing angle, you can clearly see half of her delicate face reflected in the mirror, as well as some unshed tears in her eyes.

Seeing this, Zhang Fang quickly reminded: "No matter what this face reminds you of, it's best not to cry. If you cry and ruin your makeup, I'm afraid it will make our overall plan appear something that shouldn't exist."

flaw."

The woman was shocked when she heard this. She quickly used her sleeves carefully to wipe away the tears that had not yet fallen in her eyes. Then she picked up the bronze mirror again and made sure that her makeup was intact. Then she finally breathed a sigh of relief. She put away the bronze mirror and said

: "Thank you, Brother Hua, for reminding me. It was my younger brother who lost his temper. I won't do it again next time."

What came out of her mouth was the sound of heart marks.

Seeing a beautiful woman who looked charming, but what came out of her mouth was a manly voice. The extreme contrast was exciting, and even Zhang Fang, the instigator, couldn't accept it.

"Snapped!"

He slapped his hand hard, covered his eyes, and sighed feebly: "Brother Xinhen, you must remember that when the enemy appears later, you must keep your mouth shut and be sure to hold back your words!"

"Pfft!"

As soon as he said this, a young girl's chuckle came from behind the statue of Lao Jun.

Xin Hen thought to himself: Wasn’t it all your hand that made me look like this?

However, since the plan was completely dominated by Zhang Fang, he wisely remained silent.

"Pfft..."

At this time, Xinhen's pet partridge suddenly flew back and circled around his head, chirping non-stop.

After Xinhen heard this, he immediately said: "The enemies have arrived. There are six of them in total. I can't tell you who the Partridges are more specifically." After a slight pause, he then explained: "You don't understand Partridges.

What are you talking about? I can only translate it, so shut up."

Zhang Fang nodded slightly to express his understanding.

Because Shen Shifeng had seen the partridge before, Xinhen was subjectively unwilling and had no need to let it take risks. So he invited a dozen ordinary birds in the mountain to help in exchange for a large bowl of grain.

After the enemy appears, they will fly into the nearby dense forest and tell the news to Partridge Boy first, who will then relay it on his behalf.

Because the enemy bird did not fly to Qi Yunguan immediately after seeing the enemy, even if Shen Shifeng and others knew Xinhen's ability and his betrayal, it would be difficult to think of him. If even this

If he can all think of it, then he is not rich in imagination, but can predict the future.

But everything has two sides. Even if a message is spread by several people, it may change after being spread several times, let alone animals with simple IQs?

They were able to learn from Partridge Boy's mouth that the enemy had arrived and that there were six of them. These two key pieces of information were already very valuable.

After receiving the news that the enemy had arrived, Zhang Fang not only did not put on a tense posture, but he was very relaxed and sat cross-legged against the pillar. He took out the Yitian Divine Sword and laid it on the ground in front of his knees.

A moment later, a strange sound suddenly sounded outside the viewing room.

At first it sounded like the sound of a baby crying, but then it turned into a woman's scream and wail.

Zhang Fang turned a deaf ear to this and still took it calmly.

But the little red-haired monkey squatting on his shoulder was frightened. After making a few weird "squeaking" noises, he grabbed the window and ran away.

The demonic sound outside changed again, from front to back, left and right, erratic, concentrated in the square outside the palace gate, and became increasingly loud and unpleasant, turning into a ghost chirping. It was like arriving at Shura suddenly.

In the underworld, thousands of miserable ghosts are coming to demand your life, with phantoms and hidden murderous intentions.

This time, even Xinhen's "delicate body" trembled, as if he was about to lose control under the attack of the demonic sound.

There is a saying that although the demonic sound this time is loud, its intensity is not high. As long as a person is determined and determined, even if his cultivation level is a little worse, he can barely resist it. Just like Xinhen at this moment, although he is affected, he can't resist it.

Gritting my teeth and persisting.

It's just not in line with Zhang Fang's temper to allow the other party to be so arrogant.

But I saw him slowly picking up the Yitian Sword lying in front of him, pushing it gently with his thumb, and the sword edge was unsheathed an inch.

"Qiang!"

The sound of the sword sounded, like a sword light that created the world, directly cutting off the illusion created by the demonic sound. Then, a woman's muffled groan came from outside the palace door, and all the illusions disappeared.

At this moment, Zhang Fang turned his sword, with the scabbard facing downwards, and stamped on the stone bricks in front of him.

"Qiang!"

Another high-pitched sword cry spread throughout the surrounding area, filling the entire hall with a murderous atmosphere: "Six of you, since you are all here, why don't you come in quickly and die? This will save you from wasting Hua's precious time!

"

As soon as Zhang Fang finished speaking, a burst of wild laughter suddenly sounded outside.

The next moment, six figures rushed in through the door!

The leader of the group had a face as yellow as paper and was skinny, looking like he was about to die. His brows and forehead were covered with deep and miserable wrinkles, but he was extremely tall, a whole head taller than the tall and tall middle-aged woman next to him.

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Those scorching eyes were completely incompatible with his miserable and tired face. They were as bright and clear as a child. However, deep in the eyes, there was an expression of coldness and hatred that no child has, which made people shudder.

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The Tsing Yi he wore was surprisingly loose and uncomfortable, and a golden one-legged bronze figure hung on his back. It should have weighed at least several hundred kilograms, but it seemed light on his back.

It's like a hair, it's not a burden at all.

Based on this person's appearance and weapons alone, Zhang Fang has already determined his identity. He is a peerless demon known as one of the eight masters of the Demon Sect. He is "reverse" You Niaojuan!

The beautiful woman in palace attire beside him seemed to be in her early teens at first glance. But upon closer inspection, you will realize that time is not forgiving. There are crow's feet like spider webs radiating to the temples at the corners of her eyebrows. But her eyebrows are as far away as ever.

Shan, with eyes like autumn water, is always a true beauty, but her jade face is so pale that there is no trace of blood, just like a beautiful ghost from the underworld.

However, at this time, his hair was disheveled and his face was pale. It was obvious that he had suffered a big loss in the fight just now.
To be continued...