The drizzle continued to fall continuously.
Yang Fang stood under the rain curtain, gently opened the yellow cloth package in his hand, and raised his eyebrows slightly.
Inside the package is a large black wooden box, about thirty centimeters in length.
The box is wrapped with heavy and fine chains.
There is also yellow talisman paper,
It looks like something is being sealed.
There is quite a mysterious atmosphere.
"What's this?"
Yang Fang asked the sallow man on the ground.
The sallow man gritted his teeth and turned his head aside without saying a word.
"It's okay if you don't say anything, I'll deal with you later."
Yang opened his mouth.
The sallow man had the aura of a murloc on his body.
I don’t need to think too much, I just know that I often hang out with murlocs.
You must be good at investigation.
He tied the yellow cloth wrap again, then took out a pill, stuffed it directly into the mouth of the sallow man, forcing him to swallow it forcibly, with a wrong palm, he removed his chin, ignored it, and then looked not far away place.
In the rain.
The three burly and strong men were fast, enveloping their bodies with true energy, and they were chasing all the way. The soles of their feet stepped out, bombing sounded, and water sprayed everywhere.
They were just rushing, their expressions changed, they all stopped and looked forward.
When they noticed Yang Fang and the sallow man on the ground, the three burly men were startled, without even thinking about it, they retreated abruptly.
"There are masters!"
"Walk!"
Phew!
The black shadow in front of him rushed towards him instantly, punching like lightning.
Boom! boom! boom!
There were three muffled sounds in a row, and blood spurted wildly.
The bodies of the three burly men all flew upside down, their eyes widened, and their faces were horrified, like a kite with a broken string.
Even if they were at the peak of the tenth rank, they were still not enough to look at. Blood spurted from their mouths, their spine broke, and they smashed hard in the distance, splashing water in pieces.
Yang Fang withdrew his fist, strode past, and began to search their bodies.
After a while, he found three bags of broken silver, put them in his arms, and then walked over to pick up the sallow man's body without looking at it, and quickly moved away from here.
Three burly and strong men were poisoned by his poison, and even gods could not save them.
No need to continue wasting time.
Whoosh whoosh!
After a few flashes, Yang Fang quickly disappeared.
Until then.
The group of Qingchengyuan disciples rushed over quickly, all with shocked expressions.
Inside the tavern.
The crowd panicked.
The two seriously injured monks were quickly carried back.
One of them has died tragically.
The other one is also like a hairspring, with a face like golden paper.
Yang Fang's body returned from the door again, and when he saw that one person was still alive, he immediately stepped out and approached.
When everyone saw him coming with the sallow man, they backed up one after another, not daring to approach him.
Yang Fang carefully inspected the monk's injuries, and immediately frowned.
The other party's chest was sunken, and all important internal organs were smashed, even a **** could not save him.
"Master, what's in the package?"
Yang Fang asked.
"Cough cough. Don't open it. It's dangerous and buried deep. Don't. Don't open it"
The monk coughed up blood, exhaled more air than inhaled, spoke in a difficult tone, and was extremely painful.
"Don't open?"
Yang Fang frowned and said, "Master, can you speak clearly?"
The monk showed a sad smile on his face, and said, "Inside...is...the Xuanyin Dragon Claw, which will...bring disaster, please...please find a place to bury it quickly"
He struggled to speak the last few words, his head tilted, and he died tragically.
"Mysterious Yin Dragon Claw!"
Yang Fang talked to himself.
Never heard of this.
Is it from the dragon?
His gaze was on the wooden box again, ready to question the sallow man carefully for a while.
Yang Fang turned around, threw the sallow man's body aside, sat on the chair, and continued to wait as if nothing had happened.
not long.
In the distance, the sound of hurried footsteps came again from the rain.
The Qingchengyuan people who chased out before returned to the tavern again.
However, when they noticed the sallow man on the ground, their expressions changed obviously.
Then he looked at Yang Fang in unison, shocked.
This guy!
When did you go out?
The sallow man has already been captured?
For a while, they looked at each other, not daring to step into the tavern again.
But at this time!
A person rushed outside again. After seeing the people blocking the door of Qingchengyuan, his expression became angry, his skills exploded, and he slapped him with his palm, "Get out!"
Everyone in Qingchengyuan changed their colors and quickly dodged.
The figure shook everyone away, and rushed directly to the tavern.
When he saw Yang Fang, he clasped his fists together, bowed and said, "Captain, there is a situation!"
He immediately whispered in Yang Fang's ear.
Yang Fang narrowed his eyes.
"What did you say?"
"I don't know what did it for the time being, but it's probably not human!"
The man gritted his teeth and said.
Yang Fang got up suddenly, walked towards the door, and said, "Take that man on the ground!"
"Yes, Captain!"
The man grabbed the sallow man's body and quickly followed Yang Fang.
Senior Brother Liu on one side looked shocked, and looked at Yang Fang and the two who were leaving.
"God Shadow Guard!"
"What? Shadow Guard?"
"Senior brother Liu, are they the shadow guards?"
Everyone around was surprised.
"Yes!"
Senior Brother Liu looked ugly, and then looked at the two monks in the tavern again, and rushed out quickly, searching the two monks.
After a while.
Brother Liu spoke again: "This is a monk from Daming Temple. Not long ago, Daming Temple was attacked. The masters in the temple suffered heavy casualties. Their people actually appeared here!"
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Slanting wind blows.
Drizzle hazy.
Yang Fang was tall and came from a distance, with the soles of his feet on the fallen leaves. Every step he took could cover a long distance, and his body quickly rushed to a ruined temple in front of him.
Just approached, a strong smell of blood came from the front.
Even if the weather is windy and rainy, it still can't hide the blood.
When the dozens of shadow guards saw Yang Fang looting, they stood up one after another.
"team leader!"
"Captain, you are here!"
Many shadow guards spoke.
Most of them are in the eighth or ninth rank, and the best of them have entered the tenth rank.
Of course, what Yang Fang led was just one of the squads.
But even so, this small team of dozens of people is still an extremely terrifying force.
After Yang Fang fell into the ruined temple, his brows became more and more furrowed.
The smell of blood in the temple was stronger than he had imagined.
"Where's the body?"
His voice was cold.
It wasn't until this moment that the shadow guard behind him hurried over with the sallow man in his arms.
"It's just behind the Buddha Hall!"
A person walked out next to him, with an ugly expression on his face, and pointed to the front.
This is a young man named Lu Yuan. He is tall, twenty-five or sixteen. He is extremely unique in swordsmanship, and his strength is considered outstanding among the crowd.
Yang Fang immediately walked towards the Buddha Hall.
Lu Yuan immediately followed behind and walked through the puddle.
Not long after, they came to the damaged Daxiong Palace.
Rao Yang Fang was mentally prepared, after entering the Buddhist temple, his face still couldn't help but sink.
The walls of the entire Buddhist hall were completely stained red with blood, sticky and pungent, filled with blood, and fragments of internal organs were densely hung on the ground, windows, and Buddha statues.
On the surrounding walls, blood was written all over the words like ghost symbols, which looked astonishing and eerie.
Under the seat of the Buddha statue, there are a total of seven corpses, and their deaths are horrible.
Everyone's hands and feet were twisted off, their stomachs were cut open, their eyes were round, and they were dying.
Even their faces still have a strong color of fear.
It seems that he was tortured to death while he was alive.
Yang Fang narrowed his eyes.
Rao is that he was used to all kinds of wind and rain some time ago, seeing such a tragic situation now makes people's heart turbulent.
He exhaled lightly, walked over, and carefully examined the seven corpses.
The seven corpses, without exception, were all masters of the Shadow Guard.
Three of them are tenth grade.
"We split up in the town last night, and we agreed to meet outside the town early in the morning, but they didn't arrive, so we rushed over to check, but we didn't expect that they all died here!"
Lu Yuan's face was ugly: "Looking at this method, the murderer seems not to kill people, but to perform a ritual!"
"Ritual?"
Yang Fang's face turned cold, "Is it the work of an evil organization?"
"It's hard to say if it's them, but in this world, evil organizations are not the only ones who understand rituals. Many other races have inherited some ancient rituals, and the older the race, the more barbaric and **** the rituals are. As for Evil organizations, they haven't started such a ritual for a long time, and I can't tell!"
Lu Yuan responded.
Yang Fang looked coldly at the ghost-like characters on the wall, and said in a cold voice, "Unfold these characters, and the people of the Shenyingwei will not die in vain!"
"Yes, Captain!"
Lu Yuan coldly clasped his fists together, with hatred rising in his heart.
No matter what it is, if you dare to do such a thing, once they find out, you must make it pay back thousands of times!
Yang Fang walked out of the Buddhist hall again, breathing the air outside lightly.
After a while.
Looking at the sallow man thrown aside again, he said, "Stand back, I want to interrogate this person!"
Many shadow guards cupped their fists and withdrew immediately.
One side is side hall.
Yang Fang carried the sallow man over, threw it to one side, gently put his chin on his chin, then took out a white porcelain bottle, and directly poured the liquid inside into his mouth.
The sallow man's face was ashen, and he was about to speak, but suddenly his face froze, his mind roared, and then he became dazed and dull in an instant.
Like a puppet.
"What's your name? Who are you from the Seven Star Gods?"
Yang Fang remained expressionless.
"My name is Ximenlie, and my code name is Wenqu Xingjun. Among the seven star gods, there are Lianzhen, Lucun, Jumen, Wuqu, Tanlang, and Pojun. Among them, Wuqu, Pojun, and Tanlang are all superstars. Taste!"
The sallow man murmured.
"Really? How many levels have they entered the Super Grade?"
Yang Fang asked.
"Wuqu and Pojun are both in the first level. Tanlang's strength is unfathomable. It has been super for more than ten years. I don't know what level I am in."
The man continues to respond.
"What's in that yellow package? Why do you want to **** it?"
"It is the Xuanyin Dragon Claw, one of the three great artifacts of the Night God Sect more than a thousand years ago."
The man murmured.
"Um?"
Yang Fang's face moved slightly, and he said, "How did it fall into the hands of those two monks? What is their origin?"
"They are monks of Daming Temple. The Xuanyin Dragon Claw has been sealed in Daming Temple. Not long ago, Daming Temple was attacked by evil organizations and murlocs, causing heavy casualties. The abbot was killed. Later, in order to transfer Xuanyin Dragon Claw, We sent fourteen disciples, carrying wooden boxes, rushing to all directions, and our people have already killed three waves of monks."
Ximen Lie continued.
"The Xuanyin Dragon Claw has been heavily sealed by the Daming Temple. I would rather bury it than use it. Is there any disadvantage?"
Yang Fang continued to ask.
"Yes, it is said that using too much will cause a person's body to mutate, gradually turning into a dragon, becoming a half-human, half-dragon monster, but it will also bring about an extremely terrifying mysterious dragon power"
Ximen Lie continued to mutter.
"Half man, half dragon."
Yang Fang remained expressionless.
No wonder!
The group of murlocs are going to attack Daming Temple.
"You have a murloc aura about you, where are those murlocs? Are your other companions with them?"
Yang Fang asked.
"Yes, Lian Zhen, Lu Cun and Wu Qu are all with them, hiding in Huangjiabao!"
Ximen Lie responded.
"The remnants of Luoxue Villa and Sun-seeking Sword Sect are also there?"
Yang Fang said coldly.
"Yes."
Ximen Lie murmured.
"How many masters are there, and how many super masters are there?"
"There are only two, one is Wuqu Xingjun, and the other is the owner of Huangjiabao!"
Ximen Lie responded.
"snort!"
Yang Fang let out a cold snort, and said, "I don't know how to live or die!"
Huangjiabao surrendered to the enemy under the eyes of Shenwuzong!
Suddenly, he stretched out his big hand, grabbed Ximen Lie's face, and with a snap, he took off the human skin mask on his face, revealing the real face inside.
About fifty or so, his face is covered with freckles, very inconspicuous.
Yang Fang glanced at the human skin mask in his hand, put it directly into the ring, and then landed a palm on Ximen Lie's forehead, smashing the top of his skull with a bang.
"Come on!"
Yang Fang stood up with a gloomy face and a long body.
Swipe, Swipe, Swipe!
In the courtyard, figures flashed and appeared in front of him.
All eyes were on Yang Fang.
"Go to Huangjiabao!"
Yang Fang said coldly.
"Yes, Captain!"
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