Thirty miles northeast of Baiyang Lake is a birch forest, through this forest is the foot of Cangshan Mountain, at this moment Cangshanzhai and his party shuttle in this birch forest.

Han Jun was quite satisfied with this trip, carried the Longyin gun on his shoulder, looked around, and inadvertently saw Zhao Xiaojun sitting on the horneer with a listless look, so he stepped forward and jumped on the horneer carriage and ravaged Zhao Xiaojun's hair:

"What's the matter, boy? I gained a lot from the first time I came out of the team, why am I not happy? Could it be that I didn't play well?"

Zhao Xiaojun saw Han Jun coming, and asked with a little anticipation:

"Third uncle, you came just in time, follow the second uncle all day to practice basic skills, learn knife techniques, I hoped to come out this time to have the opportunity to learn from others, which Cheng thought that the knife was over without waving it, third uncle, you said that my current cultivation is to enter the realm, in the same age, is it the number one in the row?"

Han Jun was a little crying and laughing after hearing this, this kid, who had just embarked on the road of cultivation at a young age, even had the idea of competing with others, and I don't know whether to praise him for his courage or scold him for being arrogant.

"Fight, you stinky boy, do you think you're playing? You may have to fight for your life at any time, if the second brother hears your bullshit, your ass will have to be sheathed a few times. ”

To say that Zhao Xiaojun's feelings for Leng Xiaoye are both teachers and fathers, and for Yin Tao, it is completely the fear of students and teachers, so he hurriedly asked Han Jun to disturb him:

"Third uncle, third uncle! I was wrong, can't I be wrong!"

Han Jun saw that Zhao Xiaojun was really scared, laughed twice and continued:

"It stands to reason that you are only thirteen or fourteen years old, and you have almost completed the meridian training of the qi induction and body stage, and then you are about to officially enter the first level of the qi cultivation period of the cultivation path, which is a superior asset in the same age, but it is ......"

As soon as Zhao Xiaojun heard that he had superior qualifications, he instantly grinned, and when he heard Han Jun's words, he hurriedly asked:

"But how?"

Han Jun pondered for a moment, as if he had fallen into a memory:

"However, there are some people in this world, adhering to the luck of heaven and earth, born with an innate Taoist body, these people are often on the path of cultivation, and it is rumored that only these people can become holy and live with the sky. ”

After Zhao Xiaojun listened, his original elation disappeared for a while, and he pouted and said:

"This ...... Isn't that cheating?"

Han Jun was stunned for a moment, and instantly burst out laughing:

"Haha, you're right, it's ...... Ahem...... It's cheating!"

Han Jun finally stopped laughing and then said:

"But this innate Dao body is rare for a thousand years, you just want to compare with others, you have to touch it!"

Zhao Xiaojun nodded and snorted:

"I'm going to run into it, I'm going to let him know how powerful our Cangshan Cottage is, by the way, Third Uncle, then do you know which people have an innate Dao body......?

Han Jun's expression froze, his right hand held the dragon chanting gun fiercely, and said in a slightly deep tone:

"I know a person, his name is Han Lie. ”

Zhao Xiaojun saw that the third uncle, who had always been good-tempered, had a different expression, and was a little overwhelmed for a while, and at this moment, the convoy suddenly stopped, Han Jun frowned, and then beckoned Zhao Xiaojun to turn over and go down, commanding everyone to form a formation and wait for change. I only heard Yin Tao's face at the front, and he said in a deep voice:

"I don't know which way in front of you, friends? ”

As soon as the words fell, a rain of arrows struck from the forest on all sides, Yin Tao drew his knife and slashed first, and a gust of wind crushed the crossbow arrows in front of him into pieces. The Han Junlong in the rear slammed his spear to the ground, propped up a true qi cover, and bounced off the crossbow arrows shot at it. At the same time, a group of black-clad men flashed out of the forest and headed straight for the convoy. Only when a middle-aged man came with an ink-colored long sword in his hand, and when he approached Yin Tao, he was dragged to stab, and the person followed the sword, the sword was dazzling, and he went towards Yin Tao's chest, Yin Tao did not hesitate, and held the knife forward, and the back came first, regardless of the blade on his chest, and approached the neck of the person. Seeing this kind of way of fighting, a trace of hesitation flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he still turned to attack and defend the horizontal sword on the side.

With a loud bang, the wave of qi overturned the surrounding carriages, and the middle-aged man flew upside down, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and he forcibly changed his tactics to defend and attack, after all, he suffered a dark loss. Yin Tao did not choose to take advantage of the victory to pursue, his expression became more and more solemn, and he immediately held his knife and prepared for the next thunder attack. As soon as he fought just now, Yin Tao found that the cultivation of the person who came was not under him, and there was an essential difference between the strength of Zhang Zhaoyang's pseudo-Dan period, and he would never be seriously injured in one move.

Although the middle-aged man has just suffered a dark loss, the blood at the corner of his mouth is more forced out by himself in order to calm the qi and blood churning in his body, he is not a general, and he also saw that Yin Tao's momentum just now has been exhausted, if he attacks again, he can follow the situation and try to save the situation, but he didn't expect Yin Tao to see through himself, not only did he not rush to attack, but he regained momentum, if he retreated, Yin Tao's thunder momentum was established, if he advanced, he went against the trend, and the chance of winning was slim. In an instant, the middle-aged man made a decision, first summoned a black gold shield and turned around his body, and at the same time condensed his qi on the sword and slashed out Dao Gang Qi.

Yin Tao secretly sighed a pity, stopped accumulating momentum, and slashed out, Dao Gang smashed Jian Gang, and the remaining momentum rushed straight towards the middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man seemed to have expected it, and his true qi poured into the black gold shield, intending to resist Yin Tao's blow.

With a bang, the black gold shield shook violently, but after all, it was Yin Tao's momentum at the moment. The two sides looked at each other and were on guard.

Around the convoy, many black-clothed people had already exchanged hands with the people in Cangshanzhai, and the Han army had removed the true gas cover at this moment, and pointed to the ground with guns on their backs, seeing that the people in Cangshanzhai did not fall into the disadvantage, and did not rush to make a move, but looked around and swept the formation for everyone. Perhaps seeing that the Korean army was slow to make a move, the situation was at a stalemate, and another swordsman was killed in the forest, jumped into the air, and slashed at the Korean army with the momentum of falling. Han Jun did not panic, kicked the ground, took advantage of the wind to rise, held the dragon chant gun with both hands, swept up, the two weapons held each other for a moment, the swordsman looked fusion, the one in front of him, but not the realm of the middle stage of Jindan mentioned in the intelligence, felt that he was about to be unbearable, and took the lead in retreating, Han Jun sneered, rubbed his body up, and hit three times in a row, the cold mang went straight to the swordsman, the swordsman landed unsteadily, and hurriedly retreated, the Han army did not fall, and the momentum rose again, the dragon chant spear fluttered in his hands, like a dragon, and it was in this dance-like marksmanship, but it was a step by step killing machine, seeing that the swordsman was blocking left and right, and slowly when he couldn't parry, the mutation rose again, Another young swordsman flashed out of the forest, and burst into the people of Cangshanzhai, the sword flashed, and there was no enemy, and in a moment, the young swordsman had already killed Zhao Xiaojun.