Mr. Ye took the book, flipped it to the middle place, handed it back to the young man, and said: "This book is too profound, I have been reading it for seven years, and it is difficult to understand the first half of the book, so I have some opinions on the second half of the book. ”

The young man saluted, and his tone was respectful, "Everything listens to the teacher." ”

In the following days, Zhao Xue no longer studied hard alone, and came back from cleaning every day, so she came to Mr. Ye's yard and humbly asked for advice.

Mr. Ye was also extremely attentive and patiently answered all the questions of this first student one by one.

Life gradually became interesting, and Lin Yi's boy in the courtyard next door also joined in, with a lively temperament, somewhat similar to the previous Zhaoxue.

Although he did not have an apprenticeship, he was a studious teenager.

On the other hand, in addition to cooking and cleaning every day, Nangong Tong devoted himself to cultivation, and the meridians near his eyebrows gradually improved.

Shuang'er sat in the pavilion one day, and suddenly the qi of heaven and earth in the mountains surged, with the little girl as the center, forming a cyclone, after a cup of tea, the little girl smiled, and she didn't know what she had done.

The little girl has been returning to the Yuan for a long time, but only now has she received the empowerment of the Qi of Heaven and Earth, so that is the real Guiyuan Realm.

She's really amazing, so amazing that she doesn't even know how amazing she is.

He said that she was the youngest supreme monk in a thousand years.

Yes, the supreme monk returned to the Yuan Realm.

One step further is the beginning of the cultivation of the Xuan, the one who has the Xuan.

Nangong Tong was very envious, so he redoubled his efforts.

Yunhai Changhong and others have been visiting the Imperial City together during these days, and after these days, the general layout of the Imperial City has also had a certain outline.

The New Year is approaching, in the busyness of the imperial city, unconsciously there is more joy, I heard that there is a lantern festival on Chinese New Year's Eve, and the teenagers have been excited for a long time.

Ordinary days pass extremely quickly, unconsciously.

If you want to make some waves, it is a shock.

And this shocking change starts from the New Year's Festival......

On this day, the master of the Sword Pavilion gave Zhao Xue an extra ten taels of silver, the poor young man had never seen so much money in his life, and he kept his head down, trembling with fright, only to blame the weather for being too cold.

The old man gently supported the young man and said, "Steady, it's a person who can enter and leave Yingtianfu freely, pay attention to your appearance." ”

The young man asked the old man, "Why?"

The old man pursed his lips and smiled, "Happy New Year." ”

When Zhaoxue looked up, the old man was gone, and seeing this, the young man had to sigh and leave.

The old man looked at the entire festive imperial city at the highest peak of Bailu Mountain, and whispered: "It's the New Year, time flies, and it's another year." ”

The young man walked all the way with a weighty ten taels of silver, and wanted to show the teacher the ten taels of silver as soon as possible, but the teacher's poor and sour appearance was probably the same as he had never seen so much money, and he must have been very happy to see this money.

This year, maybe you can have a good meal.

The pedestrians on the road were in a hurry, perhaps like Zhaoxue, all of them wanted to go back for a good year.

With a plop, Zhao Xue's feet slipped and fell on the avenue, and the silver fell not far in front.

The young man hurriedly got up and ran over to pick up the silver, but at this moment, a familiar white shadow appeared not far ahead.

Zhao Xue looked up, it was indeed an acquaintance, and he was familiar with the person in his bones!

He silently picked up the silver and looked coldly at the man with a playful smile on his face, looking sick.

Luo Feng was followed by more than 20 people, and his eyes were very strange, just like looking at a dead person.

The old man met without saying a word, the boy knew what he was going to do, he knew what the boy would do.

However, the only thing he was surprised was that the boy did not rush directly.

To the boy's surprise, he was still alive.

The temperature around him cooled, pedestrians became scarce, and finally, the avenue was empty as far as the eye could see, except for the middle of a dozen or so Deadpools and two interlocks

For the deceased.

At a certain moment, Luo Fengzhi slowly raised his hand, and Zhao Xue clenched his fists.

Luofeng held his hand to his ear, and Zhaoxue's right foot took a half step back.

Luo Fengzhi suddenly waved his hand, raised his feet and jumped to the roof on the side of the avenue, standing with his hands in his hands, but the person smiled evilly.

The dozen or so Deadpools suddenly slid out of their sleeve robes and rushed forward.

Zhao Xue kicked her right foot, rushed over like a tiger pounced, and jumped up when she was a few feet away from more than two dozen Deadpools, her whole body spiritual power surged, and a punch fell, and the first Deadpool was hit.

The boy snatched the knife from the man's hand and rushed into Deadpool, slashing indiscriminately.

And the Deadpool flew a hundred feet away, and died on the avenue, his bones shattered and blood overflowing.

At the place of battle, more than two dozen people completely disregarded their own life and death, and with the spirit of "fearlessness", they only created an opportunity for their companions to leave a knife mark on Zhao Xue's body.

The boy closed his eyes and completely let go of his body and mind, he could easily catch every knife that Deadpool swung, and give the "fearless" Deadpool something in return.

It's that feeling again, as if you've fought against people countless times, and every swing and slash is out of order, but you can steadily catch every knife that Deadpool swings.

With subconscious fighting, this is instinct.

The avenue was filled with chaotic heaven and earth qi, and the aura was vertical and horizontal, and in a short time, all the things on the road were shattered into thousands of pieces.

On the roof, a gray-clothed man appeared behind Luofeng and bowed to hold his hand.

The man said: "Relying on instinct to fight, he has not died for a long time among the more than twenty Deadpools in the Returning Yuan Realm, and he is not very young but has already begun to build spirits, so it seems that this young man is a genius in the sky." ”

Luo Feng insisted: "I don't care what he is, in short, leave him half a life, I will kill him with my own hands." ”

"Yes, Childe. ”

After the two finished talking, the avenue was already covered with blood, and more than two dozen Deadpools were all dead, bleeding all over, with occasional corpses.

When the man in gray saw this scene, he was shocked!

The young man was covered in blood, holding a horizontal knife in his hand, and looked coldly at the two on the roof.

I saw that the man looked up at Zhao Xue and said indifferently: "Boy, don't blame me, I just obeyed orders." ”

As soon as the words fell, the man appeared in front of Zhao Xue as soon as he raised his foot, and raised his hand to make a palm print on the young man's chest.

The young man panicked and used the horizontal knife in his hand to resist, but the horizontal knife broke violently under the simple palm, and the palm was castrated, and it was directly printed on the young man's chest.

The boy spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.

The man turned his body away, avoiding the blood spit out by the boy, grabbed the boy by the collar, and slammed it to the ground.

"Bang"

With a muffled sound, the young man was slapped on the ground, and a spiritual power passed through the young man's body from the man's palm and fell to the ground, and the ground collapsed three feet, forming a pit with a radius of several feet, and the surrounding blood converged towards the center of the big pit, soaking Zhao Xue's back in a moment.

In an instant, my back felt sticky and hot.

The boy's throat was sweet, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood in an instant.

Cultivators, beings who transcend the Returning Yuan Realm, and who are free and supernatural with the wave of their hands, are only a handful of cultivators in the world.

The Ye Dynasty Snow God Riding requires a minimum of returning to the Yuan Realm, and the training is cruel, but it also requires the cooperation of at least 100 people to kill a cultivator in the Xuan Realm, and the key is that this cultivator does not run.

If a cultivator wants to run, he must add another hundred snow gods to ride.

The man got up, stepped aside, saluted the falling wind, and stood aside.

Luo Feng Zhi jumped to the ground, smiled cruelly, and was about to step on Zhao Xue, but Zhao Xue suddenly threw the horizontal knife at Luo Feng Zhi.

Luo Feng dodged with his head, and then, the horizontal knife realm went all the way deep into the closed shops next to the avenue, and went straight to the main beam.

So, the shop began to collapse, and then the young man suddenly screamed, jumped up, and punched Luo Fengzhi in the left chest, piercing the chest

And over.

In an instant, the feeling of death struck again, a dull pain in his chest, and Luo Fengzhi felt that he couldn't breathe, and this punch seemed to shatter a corner of his lungs.

The young man withdrew his hand, and the man hurriedly slapped the young man anxiously, using all his strength.

There was a great power from the young man's back, and the muscles and bones of his whole body hurt as if they had been shattered, but fortunately, they were not really shattered.

With this great force, the boy flew to the collapsed shop, flew out from the other side before the shop collapsed, and crashed into a wall on the next avenue.

The wall fell, the people fell, and they got up and ran for their lives.

The man held Luo Fengzhi and said in a panic: "Childe." ”

Luo Fengzhi grabbed him, the corners of his mouth kept overflowing with blood foam, and he spat out a word, "Catch up and kill." ”

But this is his own son-in-law, where does he dare to run?

It can only operate the spiritual power of the whole body and convey it to the falling wind attachment, but to no avail.

At this time, a woman in black came here, landed beside Luo Fengzhi, hugged Luo Fengzhi on the hang-up, and said in a panic: "Feng'er, what's wrong with you?"

She caught a glimpse of the bloody hole, and immediately looked at the man coldly, a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes.

The man suddenly felt a huge force coming, and he was directly shaken away, falling into the collapsed ruins, spitting blood from his mouth.

The woman said indifferently: "Kill him, come back and lead the death!." ”

The man didn't care much, so he quickly got up, dragged his seriously wounded body and chased after him.

As soon as the man left, the woman in black suddenly cried, hugged Luo Feng and cried bitterly: "Why are you so hard? My aunt told you to wait for me for a while, why can't you bear it?"

As she spoke, she channeled her spiritual power to Luo Fengzhi.

Luo Feng grabbed the hand, his face was full of unwillingness, "Why? He is still building spirits, so he can slaughter me Guiyuan Deadpool? Why can he still punch me through the chest?"

While speaking, the corners of Luo Fengzhi's mouth continued to overflow with blood foam, and there was some minced meat, which was probably the shattered intestines.

He couldn't breathe properly anymore.

The woman cried, "Hold on, your father will be here soon." ”

Luo Fengzhi shook his head vigorously and said, "I don't want to die, I don't want to die......"

......

Zhao Xue kept running towards South Twenty-Seven Lane, and the only thing he could rely on was the teacher, so even if he had no strength, he was still persevering.

Behind him was a Tongxuan cultivator who had been chasing all the way.

The man waved his palm again from afar, and Zhao Xue flew out again, vomiting blood again.

Getting up, he continued to run, and the cultivator was about to catch up.

It's still far from South Twenty-Seven Lane, and he may not be able to go back.

So, the boy stopped, and when the man caught up, he turned sharply and raised his hand to punch him......

The boy flew out a hundred feet away, smashed many stalls, and the occasional pedestrians just hung up high without caring about themselves, and hurriedly ran into the house, closing the door and turning out the lights.

The boy got up and ran for his life again, the man continued to chase, and with another palm, the boy also turned around and slapped him, this time flying farther.

It's over, why is his life so hard? It stands to reason that ordinary people should have died a long time ago, so why can they still run?

I hate myself for being seriously injured by the young lady's glance, otherwise I would have used so much effort?

Gradually, the boy got closer and closer to Lane 24, and the boy ran more frantically.

......

At this time, it was almost dark, for some reason, Zhao Xue had been in the future for a long time, as the teacher of the teenager, Mr. Ye had already prepared a meal and kept the students eating well, however, Zhao Xue still had no news until now.

He suddenly felt uneasy in his heart, so he went out, and at that moment, he just saw a young man covered in blood lying at the mouth of the alley.

After getting along for a while, he naturally recognized Zhao Xue's figure, and hurriedly rushed over and shouted: "Zhao Xue~" 2k reading network