Chapter 58 Mr. Yu of Longhumen

"Good thing. With this book, it's easy to say if you meet these foreign masters in the future."

Fang Yun was overjoyed and put this "Nearly Ancient Times" in his arms. Now is not the time to read books. It's not too late to read books after this turmoil.

"Little marquis, it's not good, it's not good!"

Fang Yun just put away the black book, and in the curved mine behind him, the scholars who had just disappeared rushed over again. Full of "panic face":

"Behind, there are also a large number of mining slaves behind, chasing after them!"

"Don't panic, Zhang Ying, how many people are there!"

Fang Yun said in a low voice that at this time, only he could remain calm. In this chaotic time, Fang Yun's calm, as if it could be contagious, made the people around him feel much more at ease.

In the crowd, Zhang Ying recalled and said in a low voice, "I don't know, there are at least sixty or seventy!"

"I found it, these little bastards of the big week are here!"

There was a roar behind him, and the miner slave who followed the disciples of the Holy Witch Church also chased him.

"Ah, it's over! It's over! We are dead..."

At this time, even the most calm Zhang Ying and Zhou Xin's faces changed. This is really a tiger in the front and a pursuers in the back. The soldiers are in a mess!

"It seems that we can only use those things!"

Fang Yun stood in front of the line and looked at the miners rushing down from the top of the mountain. He looked calm, but he quietly buckled a few black beads in the palm of his hand.

"Hahaha! You people in Dazhou also have today!"

A miner slave with extremely tall and strong muscles like iron pimples smiled ferociously, flew high and rushed to Fang Yun.

At this time, Fang Yun finally took action. His eyes were calm, and with a flick of his fingers, two thunderbolts broke out of the air and flew into the crowd.

Boom! Boom!

Two shocking noises, flesh and blood flew across. Twenty or thirty miner slaves running in the front of them were instantly blown up by the thunderbolt, and turned into powder. More than that, in the place where the explosion was bombed, the top of the mine collapsed with a bang. A Youda mine is abruptly buried by the soil of the ore.

"This!——"

All of a sudden, there were two explosions in a row, which shocked everyone like a wooden chicken. No one expected that Fang Yun would have such a trick.

"If you want to live, come with me!"

Two thunder shocks exploded into the mine. Fang Yun turned around and penetrated into the crowd and walked underground. The mine is now full of Taoist and demons. At this time, blowing up the mine leading to the top of the mountain is the clearest choice. No matter how many mining slaves there are in the mine, in the case of narrow terrain, they are far less threatening than the masters on the ground.

"Little marquis, there is a Thunderbolt on the little marquis! ..."

A scholar opened his eyes wide, first looked at Fang Yun incredulously, and then overjoyed, and he was born in a desperate way.

"The little marquis actually has this kind of treasure in him. We are saved!"

The confidence of the scholars has greatly increased, and everyone is famous and rich. I have heard some secrets. This kind of bead-shaped thing that will explode when thrown out is the Thunderbolt that the elixir priest dedicated to the royal family!

"Listen to the little marquis! The little marquis must have a way!"

A pair of eyes looked at Fang Yun, and his eyes were full of hope and trust.

At this time, of course, Fang Yun will not say anything. This is Lei Zhenzi, not the thunderbolt of the royal family, and the number of thunderbolts on his body is limited.

"Listen to me. If you want to survive, just do what I say. Otherwise, how far will it be? Get out of here. I can't protect you!"

Fang Yun looked cold and fierce, and shouted in a low voice.

"Little marquis, say it, we all listen to you."

Everyone was very convinced of him at this time.

"Zhang Ying, these people are led by you."

Fang Yun nodded to Zhang Ying and said.

Zhang Ying agreed and knew that it was time for him to wave:

"Gentlemen, the Great Zhou Dynasty established the country with martial arts, and the martial arts wind is extremely strong. We are even more scholars in the capital. In terms of martial arts, we have a great advantage over these alien races. As long as we are not chaotic and form a battle to resist, these miners who are only cultivated in vitality will not be our opponents at all!"

When Zhang Ying spoke, he was extremely confident. He practiced martial arts boxing, and got the essence of boxing and artistic conception. In addition, he got the family's "Twelve Policies of Heaven". When he spoke, he invisibly had the temperament of a general.

"Brother Zhang, tell me. Let's do what you say."

"Well, we believe in you."

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With Fang Yun's support, Zhang Ying was determined and immediately commanded these soldiers to form some simple battle arrays. This group of scholars who go to the mine to exercise are at least the cultivation of vitality. From the perspective of martial artists, they are actually masters in the realm of living in the fetus. Once the formation is formed, the orderly attack is far more powerful than these temporary patchwork miners.

"I found it, they are hiding here! Kill..."

At this time, the rioting miner slaves under the ground also caught up, shouted loudly, and rushed over crazily.

"Kill!--"

At Zhang Ying's order, fifty or sixty scholars formed a long battle in the mine and immediately took the initiative to kill them. At this time, the scholars thought that they could not be beaten, and there was also a Thunderbolt in Fang Yun's hand, and they suddenly calmed down. During the struggle, it immediately showed the martial arts cultivation of the great Zhou nobles. More than 20 miners rushed up were killed in front of each other. All of them were overturned to the ground.

With one blow, the scholars' confidence in Zhang Ying soared.

"Mineral slaves in underground riots must be eliminated. We need to find another hidden road to the ground.

Zhang Ying waved his hand, and the soldiers immediately rushed to the ground.

Zhang Ying divided dozens of sergeants into several phalanxes. For each battle, he transferred the smen in front to the middle and replaced them with another batch. In this way, the top sergeant can always maintain the most vigorous combat effectiveness. Under Zhang Ying's command, the team was like a sharp cone, rampaging in the underground mine. Wherever they passed, the corpses were everywhere, leaving a large number of carcasses of miners.

When encountering several mine forks and a large number of mining slaves gushed out at the same time, Fang Yun popped out a thunderbolt and collapsed some of the mines. In this way, multiple enemies are avoided. Soon after, fewer and fewer people were met in the mine. Occasionally, when they saw the fierce appearance of this group of scholars, they all turned their heads and fled.

"The ground is still safe for the time being. You stay here first. I'll go out and see what's going on."

Fang Yundao. He is still a little worried about the six brothers and sisters. At that time, 6 Xiaoling could not do martial arts at all, and it was too late to escape. For 6 feathers, Fang Yun has another expectation. 6 feathers can't die at this time.

"Well, brother Fang, be careful."

Zhang Yingdao. He also knows that staying underground is only a stopgap measure. If these miners occupy the mine, as long as it is blocked for three days, they have no water or food in the ground, and it is also a dead end. We must find out the situation at the top of the mountain to see if there is a chance to withdraw from the mine.

Fang Yun left a few thunderbolts and left the team and went to the top of the mountain. The number of riots in the mine has been greatly reduced. They have been trapped here for a long time and have an extreme yearning for freedom. Most of them went up to the top of the mountain.

"Brother, help me, help me..."

Suddenly, a familiar voice came to my ear. It was a girl's voice with a crying voice.

"It's Xiaoling!"

Fang Yun's heart moved and immediately rushed over.

"Beast, let go of my sister!"

The angry roar of 6 feathers came from the darkness.

"Hmm! I like your sister. You are the blessing of your brother and sister. Otherwise, if you see the practice, it will be a dead end.

Another man's voice came from afar. He was not very old, with a natural dictate, high momentum.

"Boh! It's your use to practice this kind of evil skill!" 6 Yu scolded angrily.

At this time, Fang Yun also passed through mines and rushed to the past. In a mine that can accommodate seven or eight people at the same time, a handsome man in his twenties stood. His face is white and his eyes are like stars. He wears a cyan robe, a white cloak, and a purple gold crown on his head. He looks handsome and magnificent.

Such a character should have been a figure among the immortals. However, his side was full of the bodies of miners. These miners piled up from one end of the mine to the other end of the mine, making it like hell. Bloody fog filled the mine, and wislits of life poured into the young man's palms.

"Wow!"

The pores on the young man's palm shrank one by one, making a sound like a baby's breath, which was extremely horrible.

Fang Yun secretly swept around and couldn't help but be shocked. This decent-looking young man, obviously underground, used a large number of alien slaves in the mine to practice some kind of evil skills. When the six brothers and sisters escaped, it was obvious that they accidentally broke through this scene.

"Evil power? Hey hey, it's just a little use of these alien mining slaves, not the Middle-earth people. Even those big Confucians in Dazhou have nothing to say. Besides, the people in our Taoist sect exorcised demons and guarded the way, and this evil skill immediately fell into my hands. From then on, I naturally changed my surname with Mr. Yu.

Mr. Yu shook his finger and said slowly.

"Crooked evil theory!"

6 Yu said angrily that he was bound in the air by this Mr. Yu with a lot of energy and couldn't move.

"Son, what should I do with this boy now? This matter is extremely secretive and must not be spread. Otherwise, it will do great harm to our Dragon and Tiger Gate!"

After Mr. Yu, five men in white robes with a strong breath stood in good manner. One of them asked.

"Don't kill my brother, don't kill my brother, please..."

At the feet of Mr. Yu, 6 Xiaolings were full of tears and shook his legs vigorously.

"Tut, a little beauty. When she was only eleven or two years old, she showed the appearance of a beautiful woman. When she grew up, she had to be a great beauty. - I really didn't expect to meet such a little beauty in such a place. Mr. Yu lowered his head, hooked the chin of 6 Xiaolings with one hand, and sighed:

"You say that it's not as bad as the Ziling on the mountain, right?"

The faces of the five people behind him changed and quickly closed their mouths. Ziling is the daughter of the head of Longhumen. She has a brute character and is definitely not something they can afford to provoke.

6 Xiaoling followed Fang Yun during this period, washed away all the dirt, and the nutrition also followed. It was no longer the original yellow and thin face. The thin face was a little plump, showing its outstanding appearance.

"Please, let my brother go. I promise you to go back with you and be your maidservant! ..."

6 The little bell shed tears like rain and cried.

"Xiao Ling, don't promise him!"

6 feathers suspended in the air and roared. His expression was ferocious, as if he couldn't wait to swallow the Mr. Yu alive.

At this time, Fang Yun's breath also fluctuated.

"Who!——"

Mr. Yu half squatted on the ground, and his expression suddenly changed. He raised his hand and hit a bloody palm mark, with a thick smell of blood, and bombarded towards the direction where Fang Yun was hiding. F