Drain the water and hit it very hard. "It's over, Song Zhe, you rest, I'm leaving. After thirty slaps, Hou Lang had a swollen face, said with a smile, and turned around to leave. "Wait a minute, I haven't seen it yet, you can hit it twenty more times. Song Zhe laughed playfully. "Do you have to fight twenty more?" Hou Lang looked at Song Zhe with a pair of cross-eyed eyes trembling. "What, do you want me to do it?" Song Zhe raised his eyebrows, his eyes flickering.

There was a cold light. Hou Lang was unwilling to slap himself twenty more times, but if he didn't, Song Zhe would repair him himself, and the consequences would be even worse. Hou Lang looked at Sun Gongcong who was sitting on the side drinking tea with a pleading gaze, hoping that Sun Gongcong could help him out of the siege. But Sun Gongcong deliberately turned his face away and ignored Hou Lang. In fact, it was Sun Gongcong who asked Hou Lang to keep carving in front of Song Zhe. In order for Song Zhe to be able to tell him the exact location and route of the vault as promised, Sun Gongcong asked Hou Lang to be there.

In front of Song Zhe, he didn't fight back, scolded and didn't fight back. Song Zhe also knew this, so he tossed Hou Lang for three days without any scruples. Anyway, Hou Lang is not a good bird, he still wanted to kill Song Zhe at the beginning, thinking of Hou Lang's vicious face at that time, Song Zhe was angry, and he didn't toss him in vain. "Alas-" Seeing that Sun Gongcong didn't care about him, Hou Lang sighed, and immediately slapped himself with a slap. Not long after, Hou Lang finished twenty slaps, both sides of his face were swollen like steamed buns, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding. "Song Zhe, it's okay now, right?" Hou Lang was pitiful.

asked awkwardly. "Well, get out. Song Zhesen smiled, raised his foot and kicked out suddenly, and slammed Hou Lang out, and after falling to the ground, he couldn't get up for a while, so he just screamed in pain. "Haha-" Looking at Hou Lang who fell to the ground and couldn't stop screaming, Song Zhe couldn't help laughing twice, his originally depressed mood suddenly improved, he turned back into the room and went to cultivate. Hou Lang hummed for a long time before he recovered, struggled to get up from the ground, walked to Sun Gongcong, held a swollen face like a pig's head, and said infinitely aggrieved: "Master, Song Zhe tossed me twice in three days.

At least he wants me to slap myself, I have to slap my face swollen, otherwise he will not give up, and at worst, he will punch and kick me, beating me half to death, when will such humiliating days come to an end. "It's almost over, Song Zhe has been living here for more than half a year, you can endure it for a few more months, and the one-year period will come to an end, and after he tells him the location and route of the secret store, you can repair him in retaliation, and then you can pull his tendons and skin him." Sun Gongcong hurriedly comforted and said. Truly.

Zhe was originally captured and imprisoned here by them, and it has been more than half a year now, and in three or four months, it will be a year old. "Well, I'll put up with it for a few more months, horse, and I'll have to skin him when the time comes. Hou Lang scolded viciously. The master and apprentice wanted to torture Song Zhe in retaliation for a few months, and then kill Song Zhe. It's just that this wish of their master and apprentice is about to come to naught. In the room where Song Zhe lived. At this moment, Song Zhe was sitting cross-legged on the bed, immersed in a state of self-forgetfulness, not in the realm of cultivation, he put his mind into the spiritual world.

It's about practicing martial arts. In the distant void of the spiritual world, the spiritual power flowing everywhere suddenly converged towards a point, and in a moment, it condensed into a hill with a height of 100 meters. Immediately after, those spiritual powers converged to another place, and in the blink of an eye, a figure condensed, that figure was wearing a gorgeous robe and a handsome face, which was Song Zhe's personification of himself. "Heavenly Power Palm Killing Technique!" That Song Zhe in the spiritual world, playing with both hands, roared, only to hear a loud rumbling sound, the void drama in front of him.

The surging spurt, followed by a slap of tens of meters large N appeared in the air, that palm, vigorously slapped towards the hill, and the next moment, there was a loud bang that shook the heavens and the earth, and the hill that was 100 meters tall was destroyed by a blow from the giant palm. "This Heavenly Power Palm Killing Technique, I have refined it to the consummation realm, the Holy Rank Martial Arts, the power is really strong, and it can come in handy when facing the enemy in the future. A smile appeared on Song Zhe's face, he took his mind back from his brain space and opened his eyes. "It's time to practice one.

I'm going to have my enchantment. Raising his palm, a yellow and clear light suddenly appeared on Song Zhe's palm. Inside this yellow light, there are countless runes intertwined, like insects that keep wriggling, it looks quite weird, this light ball is a power with different attributes from Yuan Li, it is the power of enchantment. In the past half a year or so, Song Zhe has not only cultivated the Heavenly Power Palm Killing Technique to the consummation realm, but his enchantment technique has also improved by leaps and bounds, reaching the bronze level. Holding this yellow and clear enchantment power in his hand, Song Zhe released his spiritual power and poured it in.

into the enchantment force, then refine and polish it. In the process of refining and polishing, the color of the power of the united world began to change, slowly transforming from yellow to silver. However, after being transformed into a half-yellow and half-silver color, it stopped transforming, and no matter how hard Song Zhe tried, the power of the unity world could not completely turn into silver. The power of the enchantment cannot be turned silver, which means that his enchantment cannot be silver-level. "My current cultivation is not enough, I can't completely refine the power of the enchantment into silver, and after my cultivation has improved, I will refine it again, it should be easy to refine this.

The power of the enchantment has been tempered into silver. "Song Zhe knew that whether Wu Ren cultivated martial arts or other skills, he had to take his own realm as the cornerstone. The higher the realm, the easier it is to cultivate martial arts and other skills. At present, Song Zhe's cultivation is not enough, and no matter how hard he tries, it is difficult to refine the power of the enchantment into silver. Therefore, Song Zhe gave up the power of refining the enchantment, cultivated the realm first, and improved his cultivation was the king. As soon as Song Zhe's mind moved, the power of the yellow and clear enchantment submerged into his palm and withdrew into his body. Then Song Zhe took out a hundred bags from his arms and looked into the mouth of the bag.

At a glance, I couldn't help frowning slightly, and muttered: "My cultivation is really getting more and more difficult to improve, in the past half a year, I have eaten 20 silver spirit fruits and 8 gold spirit fruits, but my cultivation is still a ninth-level warrior, fortunately, my realm has already shown signs of breakthrough, eat these last two golden spirit fruits together, see if I can help me break through the realm and improve my cultivation today." Song Zhe took out the last two golden spirit fruits from the bag of 100 bags, threw them into his mouth and chewed them, and then swallowed them, the juice contained in it was violent and pure.

's spiritual power quickly entered the thunder in his lower abdomen, making Song Zhe feel slightly warm in his lower abdomen. After looking inside, he saw that the thunder had become extremely bright at the moment, and the thunder dragon on the thunder was also in good spirits, Song Zhe couldn't help but look happy, it was a good time to rush to the steps. Holding back the joy in his heart, Song Zhe's mind moved, and the thunder dragon opened its mouth violently, and surging yuan power erupted from the dragon's mouth, rushing along the meridians into his brain, and began to warm his spiritual world. Song Zhe looked happy and immersed in it. Half an hour later, Song Zhe's eyelids lifted, and his clear eyes froze.

The light of the hour is shining, bright as the stars. A touch of joy appeared on Song Zhe's face, he already had a wonderful feeling like he had been reborn, which was a unique feeling after breaking through the realm. Now. Sun Gongcong's master and apprentice were sitting in the hall of the palace, and when they heard Song Zhe's laughter, both the master and apprentice looked stunned. "Song Zhe's kid smiled so happily, isn't his cultivation upgraded?" Hou Langhu said suspiciously. "When he came out to toss you half an hour ago, he was still a ninth-level warrior, and after half an hour, his realm broke through and upgraded? Sun Gongcong shook his head, not quite believing Song Zhe.

Xiuwei upgraded, and said, "It is estimated that his enchantment technique has made some progress, that kid has high talent, and after more than half a year, he should be able to condense the enchantment power." "No way. Hou Lang immediately waved his hand, looking completely unconvinced, and said, "At the beginning, it took me several years to study and practice the enchantment technique hard before I succeeded in condensing the power of the enchantment, and it only took Song Zhe more than half a year to condense the power of the enchantment? "Well, although Song Zhe is highly talented, he doesn't really believe that he can condense the enchantment power in the past half a year or so. Sun Gongcong nodded approvingly, "Let's go, let's go and see what Song Zhe is laughing at." "Present the teacher.

The two of them walked towards the room where Song Zhe lived. in the room. Song Zhe raised his slap again, and a cloud of yellow and clear enchantment power poured out of his palm, and then he released his spiritual power and poured it into the unity boundary force, polishing and refining it. After the realm was raised, Song Zhe's spiritual power also rose, and he became stronger than before. Under the tempering of the powerful spiritual power, the yellow enchantment power quickly transformed from yellow to silver, and in just a moment, the enchantment power completely turned silver. "Sure enough, after the cultivation is improved, it will be easy to transform the power of the enchantment into silver in my enchantment.

It has reached the silver level. Looking at the silver glittering enchantment power above his palm, Song Zhe's face showed joy. "Ahh......h You...... You...... Unexpectedly, the power of the enchantment was quenched...... Quenched into silver...... "Normally, it takes three or four years of study and repeated trials before it can be condensed.

Create enchantment power. It will take a few more years to use spiritual power to refine the enchantment power into yellow. Upgrading the yellow enchantment power to silver will take a longer time to refine. Sun Gongcong has been immersed in enchantment for decades, and he is still a silver-level enchantment master. And it only took Song Zhe more than half a year to refine the enchantment power into silver and become an authentic silver-level enchantment master. Therefore, Sun Gongcong and Hou Lang at this moment were really shocked. Song Zhe smiled indifferently, and then his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he threw out the power of the enchantment in his hand, instantly turning into a silver shining sword, and stabbed Sun Gongcong. Sun Gongcong was shocked, but he was experienced in a hundred battles.

Ying was extremely fast, the power of the silver enchantment surged out of his body, and instantly turned into a pair of silver armor, and with a bang, Song Zhe's enchantment sword pierced Sun Gongcong's enchantment armor, not piercing, but only shaking Sun Gongcong to a staggering position, and couldn't help but retreat. "Song Zhe, I didn't expect you to become a silver-level enchantment master in more than half a year. Looking at Song Zhe, who had come out of the room at this time, Sun Gongcong exclaimed. "Do you regret teaching me the enchantment technique in the first place?" Song Zhe looked at the other party playfully. "Regret? hehe, the old man is going to kill you.

It's a no-brainer, so I don't regret teaching you the enchantment technique. Sun Gongcong sneered, and then his palm moved, and the power of the enchantment gushed out and turned into an enchantment cage, covering Song Zhe suddenly. "Hmph-" Song Zhe snorted coldly, and the power of the enchantment poured out of his body, crushing towards the cage that covered him, and when the earth that was about to be crushed by the enchantment cage collapsed, it disappeared. "Ahh

There is a difference between high and low, seeing that the enchantment cage he cast was crushed by Song Zhe's enchantment power, Sun Gongcong shouted in disbelief. "Kill me, easy?" Song Zhe looked at Sun Gongcong and said sarcastically. "Song Zhe, I can't kill you with enchantment power, but I can easily kill you by force. Sun Gongcong recovered from the shock, and stared at Song Zhe coldly with a pair of old eyes, "If you don't want to die, quickly tell me the location of the vault and the route to the vault, otherwise, I will make your life worse than death." "Are you sure you can kill me?" Song Zhe smiled disdainfully. "You're a ninth-level samurai.

In front of the old man, you are ants, and I can slap you into meat sauce. Sun Gongcong said contemptuously, suddenly his old eyes were stunned again, his pupils contracted sharply, and he saw a powerful aura emanating from Song Zhe's body, and he couldn't help but shout in shock, "(4) level martial artist!" "That's right, Xiao Ye was promoted to level (4) just now, and his cultivation is already a level (4) martial artist." Song Zhe looked at each other with a calm gaze, "Old guy, it's not me who died today, but you."

With that, Song Zhe stepped forward, his fist blasted out, and the rumbling sound of wind and thunder was deafening. "You're looking for death. Sun Gongcong was furious, and waved his old fist to meet him and fought violently with Song Zhe. Suddenly, Sun Gongcong suddenly retreated again, his old face turned slightly pale and looked at the other party, and said in disbelief: "Song Zhe, why is your strength so strong?" After the realm breakthrough cultivation was improved, the power of the Wind Thunder Fist became even stronger, and it slammed together with the opponent's earthy yellow fist, making an earth-shattering explosion, shaking the entire hall and trembling.

Zhe couldn't help but retreat, while Sun Gongcong fell out hundreds of meters away. Hou Lang, who was standing on the side watching the battle, stared, his master seemed to be unable to beat Song Zhe in this situation. At this moment, Hou Lang was a little worried, and after Song Zhe killed Sun Gongcong, he would take his life. For a while, Hou Lang wanted to escape as soon as possible. However, he really hoped that his master could kill Song Zhe. "Don't run away, horse.

Master will definitely be able to kill Song Zhe's kid. After hesitating for a moment, Hou Lang decided not to run away, waiting to see the good show of Song Zhe being killed. "Song Zhe, the old man doesn't believe that you little brute can defeat me. Sun Gongcong roared and scolded, raised his hand and made a move, and the earth martial soul that swept Song Zhe flew to him, and instantly turned into a spear glowing with earthy yellow light, which was held in his hand. With a spear in his hand, he fiercely charged towards Song Zhe. "Fight!" Song Zhe was in a state of war, and waved his fist to meet Sun Gong.

Cong fights up. Sneering - Song Zhe's wind and thunder fist couldn't compete with the opponent's spear, the wind and thunder were frequently stabbed, and after a while, Song Zhe couldn't parry, and there was only dodge. Woohoo...... The earthy yellow spear stabbed out a series of gun shadows around Song Zhe's body, sweeping Song Zhe away, making him quite embarrassed and dangerous. "Haha, Master, stab him, stab him to death......" Hou Lang, who was standing on the side, laughed gloatingly. Qiang - At this time, Song Zhe suddenly drew his sword, and the bright sword light seemed to suddenly disappear from the sky.

The bright moon that fell in the middle of the fall, wrapped in the terrifying momentum of cutting off the mountains and rivers, made people feel shocked. In fact, Sun Gongcong's strength is comparable to Song Zhe, if he responds calmly, eighty percent of him can dodge this sword. But for a moment, Sun Gongcong panicked, and when he came back to his senses and dodged, it was too late. Brush—With a slashing sound, a red blood flower bloomed, and one of Sun Gongcong's arms fell to the ground. "Uh-" Sun Gongcong hugged his bloody shoulders and retreated, glaring at each other with fiery eyes, "Song Zhe, the old man fought with you today." His skin suddenly turned earthy yellow, and the bleeding of the severed shoulder immediately stopped, a dazzling earthy yellow light.

Blooming from him. At this moment, Sun Gongcong's whole person seemed to be fused with the power of the earth, giving people a sense of vastness, he stepped forward, and the heavy stone slabs paved on the ground were cracked by him, and the momentum was incomparably magnificent. Song Zhe's expression froze, and he roared, "Heavenly Power Palm Killing Technique!" The air suddenly surged violently, and a golden giant palm more than ten meters large appeared in the air and slapped towards Sun Gongcong vigorously. "Punch the sky!" Sun Gongcong's figure rushing forward couldn't help but pause, and then jumped up, and the earthy yellow fist slammed into the giant palm.

With a bang, the golden giant palm shattered, but Sun Gongcong didn't get the slightest favor, and blood sprayed wildly and fell from the air. The earthy glow on his body also disappeared, and he was extremely injured and fell to the ground. "Huh?" Seeing that Sun Gongcong was beaten to death, Hou Lang exclaimed, at this moment, he finally realized that his master couldn't beat Song Zhe, and hurriedly turned around and ran towards the gate of the palace. "Don't run away. Song Zhe waved his palm, and a silver glittering enchantment.

The cage fell from the sky and covered Hou Lang. "Let me out, let me out......" Hou Lang is a bronze-level enchantment master, and the silver-level enchantment cage cast by Song Zhe can't be broken at all, and he screamed in fear. Ignoring Hou Lang, Song Zhe looked at Sun Gongcong, raised his hand and grabbed it, and the surging suction pulled Sun Gongcong over. "I wanted to kill me a year later, when I told me the location and route of the vault, but you didn't expect that you would die at my hands in less than a year. "Look at the hands.

Sun Gongcong, who only had half a life left, Song Zhe had a smile on his face. "I really didn't expect it, Song Zhe, your talent is really admirable to the old man, I don't expect you to let me go, I just ask you to give me a good time. Sun Gongcong said with emotion. "Give you a good time, is it possible?" Song Zhe looked at each other like a cat and a mouse. Sun Gongcong's heart twitched, and he asked with trembling lips, "You...... You want to torture me?" Song Zhe's face burned with anger, and he remembered the humiliation of being tortured by Sun Gongcong at that time, and he was angry.

Angry, you have to return a tooth for a tooth. grabbed one of Sun Gongcong's hands at the moment, only to hear the sound of the horn, and one of Sun Gongcong's fingers was directly broken by Song Zhe. "Uh-" Sun Gongcong couldn't help but let out a howl of pain. Whoop - Sun Gongcong's severed finger was torn off by Song Zhesheng again. "Uhhh Song Zhe tore off five of Sun Gongcong's fingers, broke his elbows, and finally tore off his entire arm. A pig-like howl burst out of Sun Gongcong's throat. Hou Lang, who was trapped in the enchantment cage, looked at the scene of Sun Gongcong being tortured by Song Zhe with horror, and thought that after Song Zhe tortured his master, he was also willing.

will definitely come to torture him, and he was so frightened that he almost peed his pants. After tearing off Sun Gongcong's one-arm, Song Zhe pinched off his two leg bones one by one, and finally ripped his feet off the root of his thighs, Sun Gongcong's face was twisted in pain, and he almost couldn't scream in pain, Song Zhe stopped the torture and slapped his palm on the other party's head, which completely ended Sun Gongcong's life. Turning around, Song Zhe walked towards Hou Lang. Looking at the young man with a cold face and walking towards him, Hou Lang's eyes trembled uncontrollably, and his heart beat violently. "Song ...... Song Zhe, ask for ...... Please, don't come and torture me. Hou Lang collapsed, and Wow Wow burst into tears.

Song Zhe suddenly smelled a stench, stopped his steps, and glanced at Hou Lang's crotch, there was not only urine, but also yellow things. "Horses, the and urine are all scared out. With a scolding, Song Zheyang slapped his palm, and Hou Lang in the enchantment cage turned into a piece of blood and water. After killing Sun Gongcong's master and apprentice, Song Zhe did not leave immediately. In fact, Chang Dingfei and Wang Youcai are not worried about Song Zhe's safety, they are just worried that if the Jin Zhizhuang brothers learn that Song Zhe has been missing for more than half a year, they will bring people to attack the Yimeng. If the Jin Zhizhuang brothers really brought people over to attack the Yimeng, they were afraid that they would be beaten and abused. Now.

In the hall of the alliance, Chang Dingfei, Chang Dingyuan, Wang Youcai, Wan Zhicai, and Tong Ke were sitting together talking about Song Zhe. "It's been so long, and Song Zhe hasn't come back, where did he go?" Chang Dingfei said with a frown. The other people looked dazed, naturally not knowing where Song Zhe had gone. "He's not going to be dead, is he?" Wang Youcai guessed. When everyone heard this, they were all noncommittal. Tong Ke suddenly raised his eyebrows, and said angrily: "Wang Youcai, you old bastard, don't talk nonsense, I'm Zhe."

Brother can't be dead, he must still be alive. "During the time when Song Zhe just disappeared, Tong Ke cried almost every day, and then she became stronger, and she firmly believed that Song Zhe was not dead, with this belief, she lived strongly, and she must live until Song Zhe came back. "Little girl, what are you angry at me, Song Zhe is still alive? If he is still alive, it has been more than half a year, why don't you see him come back?" Seeing Tong Ke angrily scolding him, Wang Youcai was very unhappy, raised his eyebrows, and snorted coldly, "With the judgment of the old man, Song Zhe."

Definitely dead. His words were undoubtedly a blow to Tong Ke, which made Tong Ke's heart ache, and then his pretty face burned with anger. "Old fellow, you damn it. The sadness and anger in his heart made Tong Ke can't help but burst out, a palm.