Cangshan branch.

In a huge pit.

The smoke and dust gradually disappeared.

The entire mountain range was extremely quiet at this moment.

After an unknown amount of time, some gravel covering the bottom of the huge pit moved slightly.

A moment later, a broken head appeared at the bottom of the pit.

"I...am not dead!"

A voice filled with extremely strong resentment sounded!

The middle-aged man struggled to climb out of the pothole. At this moment, his body was in a state of disrepair and his legs were completely gone.

Just as the middle-aged man was struggling to crawl, not far away, the gravel was turned over again.

A golden skull-like creature shook its broken head and climbed out of the rubble. Its voice sounded like a broken gong: "Not yet...dead...life is long enough...but...sooner or later!"

Fang Ping was really a little out of his mind at the moment, but fortunately the wealth value was still there and he was constantly repairing his injuries.

Fang Ping is okay, he can't die now.

But after digging through gravel for a while... when they found a broken body that looked like a corpse, Fang Ping's hoarse voice sounded again: "Brother Wang, I'm sorry, are you still alive?"

As Fang Ping spoke, several high-grade energy stones appeared in his hand again. These were also his last high-grade energy stones.

The energy stone was crushed into pieces by Fang Ping's hand bones and stuffed directly into the "corpse".

Fang Ping waited for a moment. After a while, the "corpse" moved slightly and said inaudibly: "Dead...dead?"

"Nothing."

Fang Ping turned his head and glanced at the half human body that was still crawling, and said calmly: "Climb, you will be considered good if you climb out."

The middle-aged man was not dead, but his lower body was directly blown away.

The upper body of his body was also extremely damaged. Fang Ping judged that his three burner gates should not have been shattered. There was not even a single qi and blood fluctuation in this guy's body.

If you can survive, you really have a strong desire to live.

But at this moment, if he is not dead, the other party will not live much longer.

Fang Ping didn't go up to kill him. He couldn't move anymore at this moment. The other party couldn't climb out anyway.

After taking a breath, Fang Ping saw that the middle-aged man was still crawling, and said with difficulty: "Why are you struggling? Do you think you are us? Our bones and marrow have mutated, do you think you have mutated too? Just commit suicide..."

"The Religion...will not...let you go!"

The blurry eyes of the middle-aged man revealed a look of despair.

He won't survive!

As Fang Ping said, the injury was so serious that the gate of the Three Burners was broken. Even if he escaped from here now, he would not be able to survive.

Unless soaked in energy essence to repair the injury.

But even ninth-level people value this thing very much and regard it as a treasure. He is a sixth-level warrior. Regardless of whether the evil cult has it or not, if it does, it cannot be used by him.

This cannot be repaired in just a few moments, it may take several kilograms or more.

And with so many, it is more than enough to train a seventh-grade person.

"Theistic religion? Bullshit divine religion!"

Fang Ping used wealth points to replenish his energy, blood and mental strength to keep his injuries from getting worse, while playing with the flavor: "Don't worry, those bullies will come to accompany you sooner or later!

If you dare to ambush me, Fang Ping, and I am not dead, then you are doomed!

Originally, you guys didn't offend me when you were fighting. I really don't have the time to deal with you bunch of clowns!

But if you insist on provoking me...wait until I destroy you!"

Fang Ping said, and then added: "I suspect that your cult is also in constant internal strife, and you actually asked a sixth-grade person to kill me? Don't you know that I killed countless sixth-grade people in the Nanjiang Caves?

If you weren't in the human world, do you think you, a sixth-grade warrior, could push me to this point?

If the cult has a source of information in the cave, or someone in the upper echelons of mankind, they will definitely know the news.

Not to mention the sixth level, even the ninth level couldn't kill me in the cave.

You are a sixth-grade person, so ask yourself, if I didn't want to hurt innocent people, how could you have pushed me to this point?

Dog bites dog, it seems you have offended someone and been deliberately framed.

You haven't even reached the point where your essence and blood are united, and you actually want to kill me?

No wonder I suddenly received a text message at night that someone was going to ambush me. I thought who told me this was probably your enemy, right?"

Fang Ping was speaking, and even though the middle-aged man's mind began to blur, he still heard it. His broken body stiffened slightly and stopped crawling.

Wang Jinyang, who was lying dead next to him, was convinced that this guy still had the heart to talk so much.

At this moment, he couldn't move for fear of falling apart.

Fang Ping continued to pant and said tiredly: "It seems that we killed several high-ranking cultists last time, and some people want to rise to the top. You, a sixth-grade peak person, probably have the same intention, right?

Does the cult want to focus on cultivating some peak sixth-grade people to become high-grade ones?

Whose way are you blocking?

I heard that there are several cults, or are other sects deliberately trying to frame you?

Three sixth-grade people have died, and if they are all from your faction... I'm afraid your faction will be doomed this time."

The middle-aged man seemed to have died. He was lying on the ground and could not feel his breathing.

Fang Ping ignored him when he saw this, gasped, and whispered: "These idiots from the cult, really think that I did it last time Gao Ping was killed? It's not like one of their own betrayed their own, or else,

How can so many high-quality people die..."

"Human nature is really ugly to the extreme!"

"That's fine, the more people die, the better..."

At this moment, Wang Jinyang suddenly said in a low voice: "He is dead, don't fool him."

Fang Ping said calmly: "Do you think I deceived him? I'm serious. Someone really warned me in advance this time. Otherwise, I would be surprised if I was attacked by three sixth-grade people. But the other party also had no good intentions. In the end

He only warned me at the last moment, apparently because he wanted to see us fight to the death.

No need to guess, it's either a cult or someone from two major companies.

If other people know about it, they won't warn you until then."

"You...are you telling the truth?" Wang Jinyang was confused at the moment.

Fang Ping said softly: "Of course it's true. He might be his enemy. It's not surprising. It's normal for dogs to bite dogs."

"Too."

While the two were talking, the middle-aged man who just seemed to have died suddenly said with difficulty: "Zhengyang... Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall... Liu He... Nanjiang Pill Company... Zhao... Zhao Yu..."

"Your people?" Fang Ping's eyes changed slightly.

"Kill...kill them..."

After the words fell, the middle-aged man's broken head suddenly tilted.

Fang Ping sensed it carefully, and after a while he said: "I'm really dead this time!"

Although Wang Jinyang had some urge to sleep, he still resisted the desire to fall asleep at this moment and gasped: "He...could...could he be talking nonsense on purpose..."

"I don't know. If I check back, there are always clues. Are these two people... familiar to you?"

"The peak of the sixth grade...the only ones in Nanjiang..."

Wang Jinyang's face was as pale as paper, "Director Zhou died in battle...Liu He took over the Zhengyang Martial Arts Gym!"

As the largest martial arts gym in Nanjiang, most of the martial artists in Nanjiang society come from Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall.

Now that Zhou Zhengyang has died in battle, Liu He has taken over the martial arts gym. Once the other party is really a member of the cult, things will be a little troublesome.

Just as he was talking, Fang Ping felt a surge of momentum coming from him, and said quickly: "Don't talk for a while!"

"Um?"

"If you don't have more than two masters, don't talk!"

"good."

Wang Jinyang knew what he meant instantly. At this moment, Fang Ping probably didn't trust anyone, not even Commander Bai.

While Wang Jinyang was still thinking, Fang Ping suddenly started to move, burrowed into the gravel, and whispered: "Just say you don't know where I am, hold off for a while, and at least wait for another grandmaster to come!"

Wang Jinyang didn't know what to say about him. Did this guy really suspect that Commander Bai was a member of a cult?

The probability of this is too low.

As a local military leader, if Commander Bai is not trustworthy, then Nanjiang is really in danger.

But Fang Ping insisted on doing this, and he was careful not to make any big mistakes, and Wang Jinyang said nothing more.
To be continued...