"Where did you get your sword fetus?" the voice burst out. Hu Tu Peng looked at the voice, and what caught his eyes was a swarthy young man with a negative sword, and a snow-white fluffy puppy.

The image is not very good-looking, but the action of the appearance is a pull of the wind. The flying sword stopped in mid-air, and only after finishing his words did he jump to the ground.

Hu Tu Peng's heart was full of doubts, sword cultivation was also a rare talent in a big sect like the Sword Sect. Each of them has amazing killing power and strong strength, and they are all existences that cannot be offended at will.

Immediately with respect, he put down his sword fetus and hugged his fists: "I don't know what the seniors commanded?"

In the case of unknown identity, it is normal for the strong to call the seniors with respect. Hu Tupeng believes that what he has done is not lacking.

Unexpectedly, the sword-bearing young man on the opposite side did not appreciate it, and obviously saw that his tone was not good, and asked, "I'm asking you, where did the sword fetus come from?"

Hu Tupeng was drumming in his heart, racking his brains and not thinking about when he had offended this person. The recent grievances are nothing more than beating up the servants and things. But I didn't hear that the two of them had anything to do with Jianmen, but there was a faint uneasiness in my heart.

However, relying on his grandmother as the third elder of the Sword Sect, he was not worried about any danger here. Courage asked, "Who are you?

The young man with the sword did not hide it, and pointed to the sword fetus on the ground and said, "My name is Xing Zhen, and this sword fetus is built by me." ”

Hutu Pengzhang Er was at a loss, how could you have a sword cultivator to have anything to do with the forging door. Although there is a sword cultivation in the forging gate, there are very few that it cannot be such a coincidence.

Xing Zhen, Xing Zhen, muttered the name a few times, and suddenly a trace of vigilance. The name is somewhat familiar, as if I've heard it somewhere.

Among the few people who complimented Hu Tu Peng beside him, there was one who was a little active. After remembering the name, he muttered, "Something once mentioned this person." ”

Hu Tupeng looked at the sword tire on the ground, slapped his thigh and suddenly said, "It turned out to be him." When he looked up again, he was horrified to find that the punching bag's big fist was approaching.

Xing Zhen didn't think about reasoning at all, he just reported his name. The so-called unjust debtor has the owner, lest Tu Peng want to take revenge in the future and find no one.

Xing Zhen followed Yuan Chungang these days, not only martial arts cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds. The technique of beating the body and destroying the will, the seven or eight fractals of learning.

At this time, he was using Tu Peng as a boxing target to start practicing, and there was no mercy on his subordinates. Most of these people have become registered disciples by virtue of their relationships. Can't even beat anything, let alone Xing Zhen leading a heavily armed puppy.

Not long after, this area of the registered disciples' accommodation area wailed into a piece, attracting many people to come and watch the excitement. Among the people, there were poor Hu Tu Peng who was beaten miserably, and some people knew that Hu Tu Peng was on his heels, and he sweated for Xingzhen. Of course, it was more of a clapping of applause, and finally someone dared to stand up and clean up this bully.

At the back of the crowd stood two men with somewhat similar faces, none other than the brothers Duan Bozhi and Duan Boheng.

Duan Bozhi looked ahead, but asked the person next to him, "What's the matter?"

"Phew, ungrateful things, I didn't talk to my big brother at that time, and the revenge promised has never been fulfilled. Help him? I want to help beat him up. Duan Boheng responded dissatisfied.

At the top of Xitianmen Mountain, a white-haired old man and a stiff old man were spitting out bitterness in front of a woman, and even cried out too much.

When Xing Zhen punched, the two old men suddenly changed their normal. One left and one right grabbed the woman's arm and said in unison: "You can't go, you have to give us two doors and one to say." ”

The woman looked anxious and scolded coldly: "Master Ruan and Gu Gu, you two let go, let me shoot that little bastard to death first." ”

The two old men were unmoved, grabbed the woman's arm tightly and said in unison: "No, give us an explanation first." Hu Tu Peng led people to hurt my disciples first, and there was a first come and the first to come in everything. ”

The woman was none other than the third elder of the Sword Sect, and she had lost her patience and threatened in a cold voice: "You two, don't blame me for being polite if you don't let go." ”

"Do you want to do it? I want to learn about it. It's just a matter of learning from the same family, if you want to fight for your grandson, I have to say a fair word for my future apprentice. ”

The sound pit protruded, and then the figure of a peasant man fell from the sky. Standing one foot in front of the three elders, he looked at the woman with a warm face.

The three elders knew this peasant man, and what he was hiding under the warmth was that he was decisive, and he was not the opponent of this reckless man. For a while, his face was ugly, and he couldn't leave the top of the mountain, so he could only watch his grandson being beaten by fat.

The third elder coldly threatened: "Yuan Chungang, are you sure you will turn your face with me for a yellow-haired boy?"

I don't know if the farmer's fool is pretending to be it, or if he is used to this expression. Always tepid, he said calmly: "I have already said that Xing Zhen is my future apprentice." Others can't hurt him, and neither can you Hu Sanniang. ”

There is no hint of anger in his words, and there is nothing inappropriate to call him by his name. On the contrary, it was a silly expression, and in the eyes of Hu Sanniang, he didn't put himself in his eyes.

Angering himself, he broke free from the two old men, raised one arm and pointed at each other: "You, you, you." ”

Hu Sanniang was so angry that she slurred her speech, but Yuan Chungang was fine. Looking at Ruan Shihe and Gu Dao, "Don't you want to seek justice?"

A group of old guys on the mountain peak who don't know how many years they have lived suddenly became lively. You can't fight, you can only move your mouth, and the stars of spit fly.

In the lodging area of the named disciples, the beating gradually came to an end. It just so happened that the wailing of the ten people had already stopped, not because they didn't want to howl, but because they fainted and couldn't make a sound.

The punishment is really hard, and his hands are full of other people's blood, ticking and ticking into a line. After getting up, he tore off a sleeve, with a disgusted expression, and wiped the bright red on his hands.

patted the puppy's head and asked with a smile, "Is there anything wrong with confirming it?"

"Wang" means, yes, that's it.

Xing Zhen said in a slightly commanding tone: "Your strength is too weak, it doesn't hurt to hit them." This time you watch, I'll do it myself. ”

One person and one dog ignore the onlookers, and you and I say a word to yourself. As if he was ready for everything, Xing Zhen slowly restrained his smile.

The dark face is angular, not handsome, but unforgettable. In addition, at this time, it is solemn and upright, like a black-faced star of hell.

Xing Zhen suddenly burst out, jumped over the crowd and punched out. With one enemy and two without the slightest fear, one blow is better than one blow with two fists.

The opening style of continuous exit only advanced but did not retreat, and the younger brother Duan Boheng who was killed retreated again and again. Suddenly, the fist intent changed suddenly, calm as water in the ancient well without waves, and turned around to block Duan Hengzhi in the rear.

With the three realms of martial artists fighting two four realms, they actually firmly gained the upper hand. The onlookers and registered disciples cheered again and again, not knowing the true sentence, but admiring the strong.

On the contrary, the punishment is really unmoved, and it is always as calm as water. Zhenhai-style internal forces continue to be superimposed, and Duan Bozhi, who was beaten, became more and more embarrassed, even more unbearable than his younger brother who was beaten back.

Duan Bozhi was shocked in his heart, the fist power of the swarthy young man opposite was too weird, and he was thinking hard about how to deal with it. While thinking about it, one was inattentive and was hit hard by the opponent. The fourteenth fist was full of internal force, and the concussive Duan Bozhi's qi and blood were surging.

Xing Zhen saw the change in his opponent, unexpectedly raised a kick and kicked it away, and turned around to face Duan Boheng who had come back. The young man with the sword stood in place, and his momentum suddenly changed.

It was as if the demon god was standing on the ground, and his feet did not move and he swung out a single fist. happened to collide head-on with Duan Boheng, who was attacking, and the two fists were in mid-air and seemed to be comparable.

Duan Boheng was shocked, the martial artists of the three realms were so strong. Suddenly, the corners of the mouth of the young man with the negative sword turned up slightly, and a trace of uneasiness appeared in his heart.

For unknown reasons, the meridians were impacted. The sudden force was treacherous and secretive, and it was not discovered until it hurt the muscles and veins. And the strength is extremely domineering, and the tendons and veins that actually hit are like the riverbed that bursts the embankment.

Xing Zhen repelled Duan Boheng again with a punch, and did not rush to attack. Instead, after glancing at the two people before and after separation, he slowly pulled out the heavy sword behind him.

With a blank face, he said: "You are at fault, you should be punished!" When the practice is over, the real punishment begins. ”

After pouring a sip of the liquor in the gourd, the young man swayed and approached Duan Boheng. Narrowly dodging the opponent's fist, the heavy sword was used as an iron rod, and the opponent's chest was slapped horizontally. Duan Boheng's throat was hot, and he stepped back again.

Lean back and bend to avoid the fist that goes straight to the back of the head. With both swords in hand, he stabbed backwards and struck him in the chest behind him. After a series of bones shattering, Duan Bozhi flew out upside down.

Xing Zhen's waist exerted force, and his body rebounded and stood upright. A stumbling almost fell, narrowly dodging Duan Boheng, who raised his fist again. The one-handed sword slammed into his chest again, this time with great force, and the sound of broken bones came and went.

With the martial artists of the first battle and the two or four realms, the punishment really hit the other party one after another. What's more, the two were injured one after another, and the next battle was one-sided.

After wailing together, the two clumps of humanoid mud took in more air and took out less air. The punishment really kills people without intention, and the current level of revenge is sufficient. He clapped his hands and tidied up his clothes, and swaggered away with the puppy.

Two brothers who did not know why were left on the empty ground, until they were beaten and could not take care of themselves. Still can't understand why Xing Zhen would find out the two of them.

Instead of leaving the martial arts, he came to the room of the east and west. From beginning to end, no big man in the martial arts showed up to stop him.

In doing so, I just want to tell everyone. Before bullying something, you have to weigh your own weight. The strength is not strong enough, and it may be the same as the dozen or so people who live with the registered disciples.

Seeing that the injury was not as serious as imagined, Xingzhen finally relaxed. After some pacification, it was already dark and the wind was high.

Xing Zhen understands that making such a big move will definitely alarm Yuan Chungang and the high-level leaders of the martial arts. Worried about being taught a lesson by Yuan Chungang, he returned to the casting door and sneaked around like a thief.

I thought I was walking silently in the dark, but I found helplessly that under the lantern in the corridor on the second floor of the bamboo building, the eyes of the peasant man always moved with the change of the direction of Xingzhen.

Don't think about it, it's definitely been discovered. A man and a dog stiffened their heads and walked up to the bamboo building tremblingly.

Yuan Chungang bowed his hand and motioned for Xing Zhen to talk to the puppy cub in the house. After doing a good job of being relieved and invigorated, it was a big deal to pass out.

After opening the door and entering the house, I was pleasantly surprised to find that the peasant man sitting cross-legged on the floor had no intention of doing anything at all.

And Yuan Chungang actually opened his mouth first and praised: "It's done well, it didn't insult the prestige of the forging door." Remember to forge the door and go out to fight for whatever reason. If you win, you will be rewarded, and if you lose, you will be punished. ”

The peasant man looked at the one man and one dog in the hair and continued: "No matter what strength the other party has, if you lose, you will be punished. ”

Xing Zhen and the puppy are called a shame, and the forging door actually has such a rule. I hadn't heard of it before, so it wasn't just for me.

Yuan Chungang seemed to be able to read other people's minds, and said with a clear explanation: "It is indeed set up for you as a dog, and others do not need to follow this rule." ”

Xing Zhen and the puppy are also restless masters, not worried about punishment but concerned about rewards. Xing Zhen hugged his fists and said: "Dare to ask Master Yuan, what is the reward for winning?"

Yuan Chungang's answer was simple and direct: "The reward this time is to send a sword! The location is trapped in the Demon Cave, and there must be no mistake in setting off tomorrow." “

The punishment is really a stumbling and almost falling, where is this reward, it is clearly a punishment!