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Zhu Rongfeng Lin Hai.

Hong Wutian was always suppressed by Chenyi's knife, and fought and retreated.

The eighteen palms of the dragon descending were already seventeen palms, but they still couldn't resist the edge of the bloody knife in the morning.

The difference between a realm is a world of difference.

Hong Wutian may be able to hold out in the hands of Chen Yidao for a long time without defeat, but it is very difficult to defeat Chen Yidao.

Chen Yidao seemed to feel a little bored, and suddenly shouted in a deep voice: "Eight desolations!" ”

This is the knife technique he used when he challenged the empty prodigal, and it is probably his strongest move.

He didn't want to continue to fight with Hong Wutian like this.

Endless sword intent swept through.

Ten thousand trees swaying.

Countless green leaves fell.

"Kanglong has regrets!"

Hong Wutian's face was full of solemnity, no longer as in the same shape as before, and he was also the strongest palm among the eighteen palms of the Descending Dragon.

This palm, the Jedi counterattacked, and moved forward.

The sound of a dragon groaning.

It seems that there is a green dragon bypassing the forest sea, and the forest sea ripples and bows its head, and the waves are undulating.

Then, the invisible dragon energy accompanied the dragon chant towards the incomparable sword of the morning sword.

Hong Wutian must be angry.

At this moment, the momentum is rising again, reaching a new level.

Late stage of Zhenwu!

Shame and courage.

After returning to the realm, his state of mind has sublimated, and now he has climbed up to another realm in a short period of time.

At the beginning, the empty man said that he was expected to be in the extreme realm, but now it seems that the empty son is not only unparalleled in sword intent, but also has no bad eyesight.

At Hong Wutian's age, it is not easy to maintain combat strength. And a breakthrough like him is even rarer, and it is rare.

That's talent.

Without such talent, at this age, they can only gradually become obsolete from everyone.

The green dragon roared angrily and collided with the sword.

And the great trees of heaven fell.

Countless bursts of energy.

Mrs. Xu, Yuan Zhenzi and others squinted slightly.

And Zhao Dongting, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, had a stubborn and stubborn sword intent that was still tenacious and spread outward. Drifting in the wind and rain, it has never dissipated.

He's validating his Kenshin.

With this experience, in the future, unless the artistic conception can surpass many people in the morning, it will probably be difficult to break Zhao Dongting's sword intent.

This green shoot has a strong vitality that cannot be overwhelmed by the sky.

Finally, both the sword and the green dragon dissipated above the forest sea.

"Haha!"

Chen Yidao laughed loudly, "When the Ruhong gang leader asked me to ascend to the late stage of Zhenwu, I will report it again today, which is really a beautiful thing." ”

Hong Wutian also had a smile on his face, "Fight again?" ”

"Fight!"

The battle intent in Chen's eyes was rejuvenated and high-spirited.

The two were strangled together again.

The sword is vertical and horizontal.

The dragon groaned faintly.

After Hong Wutian climbed to the late stage of Zhenwu, there was no doubt that his internal qi had really changed. In a short period of time, he has been able to fight on an equal footing with Chenyi.

Mrs. Xu and the others were relieved, and their faces showed envy.

At their level, it is really not easy to climb up, and it takes a great opportunity.

Hong Wutian was able to ascend to the late stage of Zhenwu, but they may not be able to grow in the realm in this life.

Zhao Dongting still didn't open his eyes, and took this opportunity to continue to temper his sword intent.

In this way, more than ten minutes passed.

Chen Yidao and Hong Wutian laughed at the same time.

Without complimenting each other, Chen Yidao said: "Chen is satisfied today, and if he has a fate in the future, he should ask the old gang leader Hong for advice again." ”

Hong Wutian arched his hand: "Waiting for you at any time." ”

In the morning, the knife was put back into the sheath, stepped on the forest sea, and left.

He had already fought with Hong Wutian, and he was comfortable, so naturally he would not fight against Yuan Zhenzi again.

Hong Wutian leaned back to Mrs. Xu's side.

Yuan Zhenzi and others gave him congratulations again and again.

"Congratulations to Gang Master Hong for scaling new heights."

Mrs. Xu's eyes were full of joy, and she glanced at Hong Wutian slightly, "This time I finally didn't lose face, so I will spare you." ”

Hong Wutian grinned, "Thank you, madam." ”

Zhao Dongting also opened his eyes at this time, stood up and looked at Hong Wutian, his face was happy, but there was still some unfinished thinking in his eyes.

If Hong Wutian and Chen Yidao continued to fight, his sword intent should be able to climb again.

However, this kind of opportunity is also unavoidable, and you can't let Chen Yidao come back and fight.

Everyone said goodbye to Yuan Zhenzi and the others, and then headed down the mountain.

There are many Taoist priests running out of the Guannei, who have just watched the battle between the two, but they are still in a state of distraction at this time.

Descending a few hundred meters downhill.

Zhao Dongting asked Hong Wutian: "Why didn't Senior Hong simply defeat this morning knife?" The rivers and lakes are also good to re-justify the names of their predecessors. ”

Hong Wutian's face was indifferent, and he smiled: "You can't be defeated." ”

Zhao Dongting was slightly surprised, "The predecessor has now ascended to the late stage of Zhenwu, with the magic of the eighteen palms of the dragon, if it is still not the opponent of the morning sword?" ”

Hong Wutian sighed with emotion: "The sword mound withered knife method is not under the eighteen palms of the dragon descending......"

But then he said: "It's hard to defeat me even if you stab me in the morning." ”

"Oh."

Zhao Dongting nodded lightly, and he understood.

Probably to the realm of Chen Yidao and Hong Wutian, if it is not life and death, it is difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser.

He was also satisfied.

Hong Wutian's strength is further advanced, which means that Wu Dingtang's strength is stronger.

In the future, Wu Dingtang finally has the most top-notch master in the rivers and lakes.

With Hong Wutian's current realm, in the rivers and lakes, except for people who are suspected of being in the extreme realm like the empty prodigal, no one dares to say that he will definitely be able to defeat him, right?

The peerless demon is the third one?

Or is it Qi Wulie, the owner of Purple Mountain Villa, who is now in fifth place?

None of them should be able to assert that they can defeat Hong Wutian.

To this realm, without hole cards, the strength should be almost the same.

Xie Lisan and Qi Wulie, on the master list, were not rated as "suspected of the extreme realm".

That is to say, this promise is a big world, and those who can categorically defeat Hong's predecessors, except for the Wude monk who determined the extreme realm, there are probably only the empty prodigal sons who are suspected of the extreme realm and the Dharma King of the Yuan Dynasty.

At this time, Zhao Dongting didn't know that the palace master of the Broken Army Palace broke into the Sword Pavilion and was invincible with the empty son.

The more Zhao Dongting thought about it, the more he was happy, so that his steps were a little fluttering.

Shaking the world, Jin Ge Iron Horse is needed.

Shaking the rivers and lakes, but it needs a strong man like Hong Wutian!

That night, Zhao Dongting and his entourage went to Hengshan County, Tanzhou.

Changsha County belongs to Tanzhou, and now Hengshan County is also regarded as the foot of the Son of Heaven, which is Wang County.

Zhao Dongting and his entourage no longer planned to take a carriage back to Changsha, but only planned to rest in Hengshan County for a night, so they took a boat from the waterway along Xiangshui back to Changsha.

These days, waterways are actually faster and more convenient than land.

That night, I rested at an inn in Hengshan County.

Hengshan County, as a wang county, naturally has its prosperity. Although it is far from Changsha County, it is not bad compared to Haikang, which Zhao Dongting just set foot in a few years ago.

There is a night market in the city, not far from the inn where Zhao Dongting and others lived. On this cold night, there is still a lot of voice.

In the past, there was no such night market as a curfew. Later, it was the Song Dynasty that went to Changsha to lift the curfew and encourage the night market, so that the night market developed.

Across the country, night markets have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

Zhao Dongting stood up the window and looked.

Looking at the lively night market, a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The night market sells a wide variety of items, including silk, porcelain, antiques, books, rice, tea, and more.

Except for the illegal salt and other things that are strictly prohibited by the imperial court, almost all of them can be seen here.

Zhang Ruqiao sat next to Zhao Dongting, but she was painting this picture scroll with ink under the oil lamp.

Although she can't speak, she is more wise, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

And just when the two of them were staring at the night market, there was a commotion in the night market.

"Huh?"

Zhao Dongting was slightly surprised.

Someone in the night market probably had a conflict with the customer, and the customer scolded endlessly. The vendor never spoke.

At this point, the vendor seemed to be really angry.

He didn't move, but in an instant, an intentional meaning suddenly permeated out of his body.

And then it's fleeting.

But Zhao Dongting now has a lot of attainments in artistic conception, and he still really feels that the artistic conception that the stall owner has just diffused is definitely undoubted.

This river and lake is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!

I didn't expect that the street vendors in the middle of this night market would also be people who comprehend the artistic conception.

In front of the stall owner, the customer's scolding that had just broken out of his mouth stopped abruptly, and at this moment, it was like someone holding a sword to his throat.

He only felt as if his heartbeat had slowed down by half a beat just now, and when he looked at the stall owner again, he was a little jealous and suspicious.

"Get out!"

The stall owner spat out the word lightly.

The customers didn't dare to stay longer, nor did they dare to say more, so they slipped into the crowd.

The rest of the people who came back to their senses looked at the stall owner with great surprise.

Although they may not be martial arts cultivators, just now, they all felt that extremely palpitating aura.

Zhao Dongting was overjoyed when he saw Hunting, and shouted loudly: "Can the seniors come up and talk about it?" ”