Great Slaughter System

"Peng!!!"

The man was still on the ground by Yaoyue.

Shen Lang picked up the teacup and took a sip of the tea, then said lightly, "What's your name?"

"The villain's name is Zhang Fu, Mr. Shen, please forgive me. I don't know why, but the little one is obsessed with ghosts, and suddenly wants to steal the real dragon formula, and begs Mr. Shen for mercy."

Zhang Fu knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing.

At this time, what kind of dignity is there for a warrior? His life is a matter of Shen Lang's words. If he doesn't beg for mercy, is he waiting to die?

In fact, he had other careful thoughts, that is, Shen Lang might see him begging for mercy, and let him go as soon as his heart softened.

After all, it was rumored in Jiangcheng that Shen Lang was a chivalrous man with a kind heart and a kind heart.

At the beginning, Shen Lang sent rice to the evil three tyrants who were so heinous and caused harm to the neighbors. Although he wanted to steal the real dragon formula, he failed after all, so Shen Lang would not kill him.

Shen Lang smiled gently, "Isn't Zhang Fu?"

Zhang Fu quickly said: "Yes."

"True Dragon Jue is just a body training method. It is impossible to practice it successfully without spending a lot of time. I think you must be around fifty years old, right?

Even if I give you the True Dragon Tactic, it may be difficult to achieve anything. Why do you take the risk of stealing the True Dragon Tactic? "

Shen Lang frowned and asked.

Hearing Shen Lang's question, a strange look flashed across Zhang Fu's face, but it disappeared in an instant.

However, although Zhang Fu concealed it well, Shen Lang still saw it.

"Really?"

Seeing the strange look on Zhang Fu's face, Shen Lang couldn't help thinking.

The existence of the True Dragon Jue is indeed no secret. The Shen family has the True Dragon Jue, which is the peak Xuan-level kung fu. No one in Jiangcheng does not know this. After all, Shen Kun established the Shen family by relying on the True Dragon Jue.

The True Dragon Jue is a book of exercises that Shen Kun got when he was young. According to Shen Kun himself, when he got the True Dragon Jue, there was still a elixir. Although the medicinal properties of that elixir were not much due to the passage of time.

But Shen Kun still benefited a lot. Relying on that half-waste elixir, he successfully practiced the True Dragon Art.

If you want to practice the True Dragon Jue, you must start practicing it at the age of eleven or twelve. At that time, it is the best time to practice the True Dragon Jue. Then there will be a small breakthrough when you are about thirty years old, and then there will be a breakthrough every twenty years.

The so-called breakthrough refers to the increase in the strength of the body.

These were all explored by Shen Kun, because he was the first person to practice the True Dragon Jue, but because the cultivation of the True Dragon Jue was too difficult, many people knew that the True Dragon Jue was the peak of the Xuan level, and no one cared.

This time, Zhang Fu suddenly stole the True Dragon Art, making Shen Lang guess that Zhang Fu should know something.

"Mr. Shen, to tell you the truth, the villain is really obsessed with ghosts for a while. The real dragon formula is notoriously difficult to practice. Even if I get the real dragon formula, it is impossible to improve my strength much, and it will also offend the Shen family. The young one is really obsessed with ghosts. Please let Mr. Shen let the young one go."

Zhang Fu knelt on the ground and begged bitterly.

"well!"

Shen Lang sighed faintly, this blessing really does not shed tears without seeing the coffin.

Gao Jianli walked out from behind Shen Lang expressionlessly, and searched Zhang Fu.

Just as Gao Jianli was rummaging around, Zhang Fu's eyes flashed sharply.

boom! ! !

Zhang Fu jumped up suddenly, his luck shook Gao Jianli away, and he grabbed Shen Lang as fast as lightning.

Zhang Fu's meaning was very simple, if Shen Lang was captured, he would be able to escape.

Because he knew that if Shen Lang couldn't get the answer from himself, he might attack him, so it's better to strike first.

hum! ! !

Suddenly, an invisible wall of air appeared in front of Shen Lang, and Zhang Fu was thrown out in an instant.

"boom!!!"

Zhang Fu's body hit the wall of the yard.

"puff!!!"

Zhang Fu spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Shen Lang in disbelief.

"Turn into emptiness."

Zhang Fu looked terrified, as if he had seen a ghost.

Shen Lang glanced at Zhang Fu indifferently, "Tell me everything you know, and I'll give you a good time, how about it?"

Gao Jianli came to Zhang Fu with a gloomy expression, his eyes full of murderous intent, if Zhang Fu was still useful to Shen Lang now, he would have ended him with a sword.

Zhang Fu's actions just now really slapped him in the face.

boom! ! !

Gao Jianli kicked Zhang Fu to Shen Lang's feet.

The white boots lightly stepped on Zhang Fu's chest.

Shen Lang smiled and said: "Say it, if you say it, you won't suffer anymore."

"ah!!!"

As Shen Lang's voice fell, Zhang Fu's chest creaked.

"Damn! Shen Lang, you hypocrite, hypocrite, even if you kill me, I won't say anything."

Zhang Fu scolded with a ferocious expression.

Shen Lang narrowed his eyes slightly, he didn't expect this blessing to be considered a character, and his bones were quite strong.

boom! ! !

Shen Lang kicked Zhang Fu away, stood up and said, "Yaoyue, I'll leave it to you."

Yaoyue nodded, and came to Zhang Fu, Zhang Fu seemed to feel something, suddenly raised his hand, and patted his forehead.

"it's useless."

Yaoyue said lightly: "Look at my eyes."

hum! ! !

Zhang Fu's mind went blank for a moment, and the raised palm fell weakly.

"True Dragon Art, what do you know?"

"True Dragon Jue is a heavenly peak skill."

"What?"

Hearing what Zhang Fu said, Shen Lang couldn't help being startled, he moved his feet, and instantly came to Zhang Fu, looking at him seriously.

"how do you know?"

Yaoyue continued to ask.

"I once got an ancient book in the cave of a strong man, which contained the introduction of the True Dragon Art."

"Where are the ancient books?"

"In the hands of my wife."

"Where is your wife?"

"My wife is at..."

"Who else knows?"

"No, just my wife and daughter."

After Yaoyue finished asking, Zhang Fu also died.

"Deal with him."

Shen Lang turned around and walked towards the room, and said lightly.

"Young master, what about the ancient books?"

Gao Jianli asked about Zhang Fu's body.

"Do not stay behind."

Outside Jiangcheng, in a village.

An eleven or twelve-year-old girl with braids, holding a wooden sword, stood in the yard surrounded by fences, practicing the sword in a decent manner.

This small village is called "Zhangjiazhuang", and there are about a hundred households.

Zhangjiazhuang was built by a warrior named Zhang Nian thirty years ago.

Although Zhang Nian's martial arts is not high, but he has a chivalrous heart. Seeing the people living outside the city hunting for a living, he spontaneously organized these people and established this village.

In order to thank Zhang Nian, the villagers called this village Zhangjiazhuang. They have no culture, and they only know that the name of the village has the surname of En Gong, which represents their respect.

This is how this world is, as long as you provide food, clothing, housing and transportation for the people, the people can follow you.

Who made this world a world where martial arts are respected, martial artists are above everything else, in order not to be slaughtered innocently, the common people can only give up their dignity and live with the situation.

Zhang Nian was moved by those villagers, so he stayed and became their village head.

In the past, because of the rampant banditry in the Heifeng Mountains, Zhang Nian was afraid that he would not be able to protect Zhangjiazhuang, so he called Zhang Fu, a sworn brother who had been worshiped before.

Zhang Fu had a wife and daughter. Seeing that the environment in Zhangjiazhuang was good, he agreed to Zhang Nian and brought his wife and daughter to live in Zhangjiazhuang.

At this time, in the fenced yard, the girl with braids and a wooden sword is Zhang Fu's daughter "Zhang Jiao".

The Zhenwu Continent does not need to study literature, but it must practice martial arts, because if the culture is high, it will not save your life in a crisis, but if you are high in martial arts, you can save your life.

The common people have no connections, can't learn martial arts, forget it. But as the daughter of Zhang Fu, a congenital late stage master, Zhang Jiao has innate resources.