Chapter 1862: Secretly Learning Martial Arts

Gui Family prospers, Yongfeng Town prospers.

The residents of Yongfeng Town are naturally happy, and the intrigues between the eight families are much less!

What is the purpose of intrigue? It's all for the sake of interests.

And now, there are greater interests in Yongfeng Town, so people naturally don't have to fight for each other's petty gains.

Of course, this unity is only temporary, because there is a bigger cake, so people will unite. Once the cake is divided, the internal struggles between them will come back again, but that time will be decades or even hundreds of years later, and Fang Yue will no longer serve as the town guard in Yongfeng Town!

At that time, Fang Yue naturally didn't want to care about the floods that followed.

What's more, if Fang Yue's plan is carried out step by step, can Yongfeng Town really last for decades or even hundreds of years?

Fang Yue is not sure!

"Yongfeng Town, Yongfeng Town! Heaven and earth are forever abundant, and grains are eternal!"

Fang Yue stood in front of a stone tablet tens of meters high in front of the town of Yongfeng. This stone tablet was extremely simple and majestic. It was obviously a piece of black stone without any special features, but under the careful engraving of someone with a heart, it became a huge stone tablet tens of meters high. It has never been damaged by wind and rain and stands forever!

There are only eight big characters on the stone tablet.

"Heaven and earth are forever abundant, and grains are abundant!"

These eight characters are incredibly powerful, and they vaguely contain a domineering atmosphere that sweeps across the world!

Fang Yue carefully comprehended it and could vaguely sense an immortal, eternal, and sweeping spirit from it!

"Report to the garrison commander! The Wu family has important matters to report!"

At this time, a messenger came from a distance on a horse, dismounted about ten meters away from Fang Yue, and knelt on one knee in front of Fang Yue.

He clasped his fists and made a request, which was in accordance with the rules!

Fang Yue glanced at the messenger, nodded slightly and said: "If the Wu family has something to say, let them speak!"

The messenger looked at Fang Yue with embarrassment: "The head of the Wu family told me to hand something over to the garrison commander in person! Now the Wu family has been targeted by the Thunder Titan, and the head of the Wu family and the elders have no time to come in person to report various matters to the garrison commander!"

The messenger insisted on handing the Wu family's things to Fang Yue.

Fang Yue glanced at him, and then said lightly: "In this case, then give me the things!"

The messenger stood up and carefully took out a scroll from his waist!

He held the scroll in his hands and walked towards Fang Yue step by step. Whether it was the expression on his face or the movements of his hands, he was extremely humble!

After a while, the messenger walked close to Fang Yue.

"Please open the scroll of the Wu family in person, garrison commander!"

The messenger spoke again.

Fang Yue frowned slightly. He felt something was wrong in his heart. He was about to ask.

The messenger's face suddenly changed. He shook his hand and the scroll in his hand opened instantly, turning into a fierce storm and sweeping towards Fang Yue!

In the storm, every gust of wind was like a knife. Fang Yue's body was instantly shattered and turned into countless flesh and blood powder, dissipating between heaven and earth.

"The garrison commander, the pride of the human alliance is just like this!"

A proud laugh came from the heavy armor of the messenger!

The messenger was sure that Fang Yue had died under the storm of the scroll. He took out a white scroll and slowly unfolded it. A white eagle rushed out of it, flew into the sky, and cried out as a signal!

At the same time, enemies from all directions of Yongfeng Town surged in! Like the tide and the waves of the river, it was so vast that it was hard to see the end!

"Yongfeng Town is in great danger! Yongfeng Town is in great danger!"

Extremely shrill voices rang out from all directions in Yongfeng Town.

The armies of the four tribes, the Black Demon Tribe, the Ice Demon Tribe, the Thunder Titan, and the Dark Demon Tribe, came from all directions, their numbers were like the sea, and they were a sea of ​​blackness!

"Give up resistance, and those who surrender will not be killed!"

A saint from the Black Demon Tribe slowly floated up into the sky, he looked down at the four directions, and said in a deep voice.

"This Yongfeng Town is the eternal home of our human race! Our human race only has heroes who died in battle, and there are absolutely no cowards who kneel down and surrender!"

A hard and stubborn voice came from the human race! The figure of a human general slowly rose into the air! He was wearing silver armor, with a square face and a square face! A pair of eyes patrolled the four directions like a tiger, with a stern and domineering aura!

"I am Lin Qianqiu, the old man of the Lin family! Come and learn the martial arts of the black demon clan saint!"

"If the alien race wants to invade our human territory, just step over my body first!"

The old man's voice was extremely hard, and there was even a sense of fearlessness in his voice.

Lin Qianqiu was a battlefield general among the human race. He once led human soldiers to fight in all directions, killing alien races, and made great contributions to protecting the safety of the human territory! Even among the alien race, Lin Qianqiu was a man with a very prominent reputation. He was the god of war of the human race! He was a hero!

Back then, Lin Qianqiu retired from the army because of a serious injury and returned to Yongfeng Town to recuperate. The Lin family, which was once ranked last in Yongfeng Town, rose overnight because of him and became the fifth largest family in the entire Yongfeng Town!

"Lin Qianqiu, I respect you as a man. You can't afford to wade in this muddy water. I advise you to leave early, so as not to cause an irresistible enemy for the Lin family!"

The saint of the black demon clan stared at Lin Qianqiu for a moment, and then said slowly.

Although the Black Demon Clan has always been known for being arrogant and domineering, they still have some respect for the real heroes among the human race! Especially a character like Lin Qianqiu, who has a strong reputation among both the human race and the black demon race!

The advice of the saint of the black demon clan was also somewhat kind.

"Hahaha! I, Lin Qianqiu, am stained with blood on the battlefield and have killed countless demons from all walks of life. Is there any muddy water that I, Lin Qianqiu, cannot afford to wade through?"

Lin Qianqiu was quite domineering and had no intention of retreating at all.

"If you die for the clan, Lin will die without regrets!"

Lin Qianqiu looked as if he was ready to die, which made the saint of the black demon tribe only snort.

"Since you are seeking death, then I will kill you with my own hands! Let all the races in the underworld understand that the destruction of the human race is an inevitable trend, and no one can stop the demise of the human race!"

The Saint of the Black Demon Tribe spoke, and he suddenly took action, his palm prints transformed, and thousands of Dao came out at the same time!

If there is a knowledgeable old antique among the human race, he will definitely be able to identify that this is an extremely ancient martial art among the human race - Thousand Fantasy Hands!

Among the thousands of palm shadows, there are both virtual and real, and the combination of virtual and real forms such a palm power!

These thousand phantom hands are fake and real, real and fake, it's hard to guard against!

Although Lin Qianqiu didn't have that much knowledge, he could smell a familiar smell from the black demon saint's starting move.

"This seems to be human martial arts!"

Lin Qianqiu frowned slightly and murmured to himself.

However, this time was a matter of life and death, not the time for him to identify the origin of this martial arts.

"Thousands of powers in Qian Huan's hands, dragon shapes and tiger shadows, and thousands of beasts appear!"

A clear singing voice came from afar!

The owner of this voice is a little novice monk. This little novice monk looks pretty and quite kind, but the curvature of the corner of his mouth has a bit of cynicism!

"According to legend, these thousand phantom hands disappeared among the human race thousands of years ago. I don't know where the saints in the black demon race got them from!"

Before Lin Qianqiu could take action, the little novice monk suddenly raised his hand and formed a large palm print, which collided with Qian Huan's hand.

The thousands of phantom hands coming from all over the sky couldn't resist this big handprint, and they were shot and disappeared without a trace!

"Who are you? Dare to ruin the good things of my Black Demon Clan?"

The saint among the black demons was a little furious, and all the muscles in his body were trembling.

Because he already had some vague guesses in his mind, but he did not dare to admit that his guesses were true.

"Fayuan Temple, young novice monk—Xuanzhen!"

The little novice monk put up his palm with one hand, posing like Amitabha Buddha!

The saint of the black demon clan couldn't help but show a dejected expression.

"Fayuan Temple, Yuyuan Temple, this Yongfeng Town is not the territory you protect. Why do you come here to embarrass me, the Black Demon Clan?"

The young novice monk chuckled and said: "As for Fayuan Temple, we have the responsibility to protect the territory of the human race. What's more, you, the black demon clan, are so audacious to destroy our human race's orthodoxy and steal our human race's martial arts! The crime is extremely heinous and unforgivable, and everyone will be punished. Yes! Do you want to surrender and go back to Fayuan Temple to explain your origins in martial arts? Or do you want me to send you back to the West in front of everyone, leaving your soul behind and bringing it back to Fayuan Temple for redemption? "

Although the young novice is young, his conversation and words are definitely not an ordinary young novice!

The saint among the black demons snorted coldly: "Although Fayuan Temple has made a grand statement, shocking boundlessly and immeasurable areas, but this time our four tribes unite and are determined to destroy Yongfeng Town, how can we be a small person in your Fayuan Temple?" Can a novice resist? To put it bluntly, what you do is like a mantis trying to do something for you. In the end, you will not only be unable to resist the steps of my Fayuan Temple, but you will even risk your life!"

The saint of the black demon tribe became more and more powerful. Eight similar figures appeared vaguely behind him.

This is not the avatar of the saint in the black demon clan, but the eight saints who were refined by him and became his own incarnation!

The little novice monk's face was livid: "Eight Demons! It turns out that the Eight Demons Sect was also wiped out by you! Three thousand years ago, in the Southern Territory, the famous Eight Demons Sect suddenly collapsed, which aroused the suspicion of countless Taoists. Our Fayuan Temple also once After a long investigation, no clues were found. I didn’t expect that the Eight Demons Art would be reappeared in the world by you, an outsider from the Black Demon Clan!”

The Saint of the Black Demon Clan exclaimed: "Do you know now? It's a pity that it's too late! Thousand Phantom Hands and the Eight Demon Skills have become the inherited skills of my Black Demon Clan! Since I, the Black Demon Clan, dare to perform this today, These two unique skills are not afraid of being pursued by the great figures of your human race! Today I am going to try to see if these Eight Demonic Skills are as powerful as the legends. They can increase my combat power by nine times, defeat immortals in reverse, and kill great sage-level people! The strong one!”