What Nangong Yi didn't expect was that the vitality that he burst out in an instant could be so much, so much that it almost burst his body. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He didn't expect that just when he was constantly accumulating vitality and breaking through his body, there would be a middle-aged man in a purple shirt of two hundred and five styles, holding a broken broken sword to fight hard.

What he didn't expect was that the Yuan Qi Gang Hood outside his body would explode under a single blow, instantly shaking the two bastards who hadn't had time to attack in one fell swoop.

This battle came very fast and went faster, just a moment of effort, and the two middle-aged people who originally had the ability to raid had turned into two cold corpses.

Nangong Yi stared at the corpses of the two for a long time, and finally sneered loudly: "The people who were against me in my previous life have only one end, and that is death." In this life, whoever dares to offend me, I will make him pay the most painful price!"

After saying this, Nangong Yi's heart suddenly felt a trace of deep exhaustion, as if at this moment, his body was drained of all his muscles and bones, and he almost wanted to fall asleep on the ground.

Nangong Yi closed his eyes, carefully aware of the origin of this trace of exhaustion. Suddenly, his eyes opened suddenly, and he exclaimed in disbelief, "What, I actually upgraded?

After discovering this situation, Nangong Yi's body, which was still exhausted just now, regained his spirit in an instant.

He looked at his body excitedly, and found that his martial cultivation strength had actually been upgraded to another level in this short period of incense. From the previous innate realm qi transformation stage, it has risen to the middle stage of essence transformation.

In this way, Nangong Yi was full of joy for what he had just done. If it weren't for the tremendous pressure between the lightning and the fire, he would never have quickly detonated the fierce vitality tornado in his body.

Without the triggering of the Yuan Qi Tornado, there is no sense of oppression in the body, and there is no urgent desire to upgrade in the subconscious. In this way, it will be difficult to break through.

Just when Nangong Yi was overjoyed, the voice of the Psychic Divine Seal sounded in his heart at an inopportune time: "Martial cultivators often have to endure tremendous coercion before they can burst out with unimaginable strength on weekdays.

Such outbreaks often occur between life and death, if you don't break out, you will die, and if you break out, you will get life.

If a martial cultivator can break through that critical point just right, he will break through the bottleneck in an instant, thereby improving his martial cultivation strength.

If you can't find it, or if you find it late, then you can only stand still or explode and die. Therefore, such a breakthrough seems to be easy and imperceptible. But if you want to successfully grasp that tipping point, it will be difficult to reach the sky. Some martial cultivators, even if they are all their lives, are difficult to grasp the weird and mysterious tipping point.

Nangong Yi nodded slowly, keeping the words of the Psychic Divine Seal firmly in his heart. With a deep sigh, he raised his head and looked at the sky in the west, and saw that the sunset had long since disappeared under the mountains, and the night was already dark.

Nangong Yi walked to the middle-aged corpse of the green shirt, grabbed the package that was found by these two people just now, shook it slightly, and saw that there was no shortage of things inside. Only then did he turn around and rush in the direction of the Yin family.

As for the horizontal corpse behind him, Nangong Yi didn't care about it at all. After this night, the corpses of the two middle-aged people will be gnawed clean by the fierce beasts that come out to forage for food at night, and this Nangong Yi will not worry.

Light Curtain City, the main living room of the Yan family.

A black-haired middle-aged man was sitting on a large Taishi chair, his expression was calm and leisurely, and he looked like an old treacherous and cunning man.

Next to him was a white jade coffee table, on which were placed a teapot and a teacup, which was filled with a cup of turquoise tea, which was exuding a faint light air at this time.

The black-haired middle-aged man squinted his eyes and leaned back on the back of his chair, as if he was thinking about something.

At this moment, a hurried footstep suddenly came from outside the hall, and in an instant the quiet night was shattered.

After a while, a thin old man appeared in the courtyard. I saw that the old man looked anxious, as if he had something important to report.

When he came to the door of the hall, he glanced at the guards on both sides, and without speaking, he rushed straight towards the black-haired middle-aged man in the hall.

The two guards seemed to be accustomed to this situation, and did not stop the thin old man, his eyes still looking at him, and his body stood straight.

The thin old man took three steps and made two steps, and hurriedly stepped into the hall. As soon as I looked up, I was already at the side of the black-haired middle-aged man.

He calmed down a little, and then he bowed down and whispered to the black-haired middle-aged man: "Family master, the book from the east is here, and it is a wind chasing falcon." ”

This black-haired middle-aged man is none other than Yan Zushu, the current head of the Yan family in Light Curtain City.

As for the wind-chasing falcon in the mouth of the thin old man, it is a tool specially used to transmit letters, and its flight speed is extremely fast, and it has the reputation of "chasing the wind for thousands of miles without leaving a photo".

In the City of Light Curtains, there are three types of birds used to transmit letters, namely the Blue-tailed Harrier, the Sky Eagle, and the Wind Chaser. Among the three, the Wind Chasing Falcon has the fastest flight speed, and if it is not an urgent matter, most people will not use a treasure like the Wind Chasing Falcon to pass on the book.

Hearing the words of the thin old man, Yan Zushu's long-squinted eyes suddenly opened, like a pair of bright stars, blooming in the dark night, shining and profound.

Yan Zushu paused slightly, then his gaze gradually converged, and he asked in a low voice, "When did you receive the letter?"

The thin old man said: "Just now, the old slave hurried to inform the master of the family as soon as he received the letter, and he didn't dare to slack off for a moment. ”

Yan Zushu glanced at the thin old man, showed a smile, and said, "You did a good job!

As he spoke, he exposed his white right hand, which had been hidden in the sleeve of his robe, and unfolded it in front of the thin old man.

The thin old man hurriedly stepped forward, touched a small delicate bamboo tube from his arms, held it above his head with both hands, and respectfully presented it to Yan Zushu's hands.

Taking over the delicate bamboo pipe, Yan Zushu waved his hand lightly, signaling the thin old man to step back.

Seeing this, the thin old man leaned over at Yan Zushu again, and then slowly retreated towards the door of the hall. When he got to the door, he turned around and walked out, and closed the door with him.

Yan Zushu held the delicate bamboo pipe in his hand, looked at it carefully for a long time, his eyes were full of contemplation, and he sighed lightly: "Why is it passing on the book now? And it also uses the top-grade wind chasing falcon! Is there something wrong with the Yin family?"

Yan Zushu groaned in a low voice for a long time, but he couldn't guess the intention of the believer after all, so he slowly unscrewed the bamboo pipe in his hand and pulled out a paper roll from it.

Unfold the scroll of paper, and there are ten small characters written on it: Waste battle, suspend the attack! Yin Wu!

Although the handwriting is handsome, it is a little sloppy, as if it was done in a hurry. As for the word "final payment", it is even more messy, if you don't look carefully, it will be difficult to recognize that it is the word "Yin Wu"!

Seeing the contents of the paper scroll, Yan Zushu couldn't help frowning, and muttered in his mouth: "What does this mean? Could it be that the Yin family plans to let that kid from Nangong Yi fight tomorrow's big competition? This is too unbelievable, isn't it? With that kid's cultivation, it is tantamount to delivering food to the three major families, are those old guys of the Yin family crazy?"

Taking a deep breath, Yan Zushu shook his head slowly, and said to himself: "No, since that kid Yin Wu can say that, this matter must have been determined." In that case, the old man has to quickly notify Feihong and Feiling, don't let these two guys find that kid and slaughter him first!"

Although he said this, his expression was uncertain, and his expression was extremely complicated. It seems that there is an extremely incomprehensible thing in his heart, constantly tearing at his originally quiet thoughts, and the more he pulls it, the more chaotic and annoying it becomes.

After staring at his eyebrows for a long time, Yan Zushu sighed, quickly stood up from the Taishi chair, and was about to turn around and go out.

But at this moment, there was a sudden noise of footsteps in the courtyard. Then, a miserable voice came from outside the house.

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