Looking at the unstoppable appearance of the Yin Mouse, the smile on Yang Peng's face converged, before he relied on the "Phantom", a ground-level mid-grade body method, and added his own cultivation to surpass the speed of the Yin Mouse, but now the Yin Rat has no reservations.

As soon as his mind moved, the blood-colored sword in his hand suddenly appeared, holding the hilt of the sword, twisting his elbow, the sword body trembled and made a buzzing sound, and he raised his sword with a finger, taking the yin rat in the air as a point, and quickly slashed around a point, and again and again, leaving a blood-colored sword arc in the air.

And Zhongli Qingming didn't watch the battle between the two, he was still concentrating on what kind of elixir was fragrant, because this was too familiar, and one picture after another flashed in his mind, and finally froze in one picture.

Xuanling Grass! This must be Xuanling Grass!

At that time, he was not called Zhongli Qingming, at that time he was only called Zhong Liqing, and only by becoming the head of the family could he be given the fourth word - Ming!

Since he was born, he has been particularly weak in spirit, and people with weak spirits are not only in poor physical condition, but the most fatal thing is that it may lead to difficulty in stepping on the path of cultivation, even if he is lucky to enter, the progress of cultivation in the future is like a turtle speed, simply put, this person is destined to be a mortal!

Besides, this is the Zhongli family, and no one can allow such a waste person to appear in the family, he is not only consuming the resources of the Zhongli family, but also if it spreads, what is the face of the Zhongli family.

But his father is the head of the Zhongli family, although he is only the new head of the family, but his cultivation is there, so no one will chew the root of his tongue in front of him.

His mother died of childbirth because she gave birth to him, so he never knew what maternal love was, but he still had his father, although he usually had a serious expression, but he knew that his father loved him.

For in the dead of night, when he had not yet slept, but his eyes were closed, and the moonlight shone through the window into the house, shining brightly all around, and his father stood by his bed and looked at him quietly, his eyes were deep, but after a while he shook his head and sighed softly.

took out a crystal clear spirit grass from his body and placed it on Zhong Liqing's body, and with the removal of the elixir, a refreshing medicinal fragrance came, and this smell made the sleepiness in his brain suddenly magnified, and he fell asleep deeply、、、

When he woke up early tomorrow morning, there was still a faint refreshing smell in the air, and he was also surprised to find that his deficit spirit was slowly filling, although it was still very little, but it was already very much better than before.

Time passed day by day, and every few days, there would be a refreshing smell in my room, and I finally embarked on the path of cultivation and started my own completely different life!

And with the growth of Zhong Liqing's age, his cultivation and knowledge are also growing faster, but with the Zhongli family's day by day, Zhong Liqing finally saw the Xuanling Grass in a book, which is a spiritual grass that has been repaired and is very expensive.

When I inquired outside, I knew that there were very few people, and those who knew said: It is impossible to meet it, and in terms of price, at least 50,000 taels of gold are needed!

Zhong Liqing left silently, thinking of the decay of the Zhongli family and the refreshing medicinal fragrance in the room, he slapped his chest fiercely, remembering his father's face、、、

Until now, he can't give him a fair and just evaluation, he just wants a double-edged sword, there are good and bad, right and wrong、、、

Zhongli Qingming closed his eyes lightly and took another big breath, the fragrance of medicine in the air was very faint, but it was his inseparable memory.

Slowly opened his eyes, only to see the white light and blood light in the middle of the martial arts training field, looking at the unstoppable appearance of the two, he was just a little surprised, now he is no longer surprised, but it is the blood-colored sword in Yang Peng's hand that makes him doubtful.

Because it is not difficult to see that this is a treasure, because anyone can feel the cruel and bloodthirsty breath in this blood-colored light!

But with his current opinion, he doesn't even have a clue.

At this moment, the Yin Rat finally brewed the final formula in "Tiger Fist" - Hunting Mountain!

In the posture of tiger hunting, the body pounces down quickly at an almost invisible speed, leaving an afterimage in the air, like a real tiger, making the final action to kill the prey.

Long Lao didn't even dare to blink his eyes, staring at the Yin Rat, this was a height that he couldn't reach even to death, and now that he appeared in front of him, how could he not make his blood spurt.

Yang Peng also completed the last action, there was no superfluous action, the blood-colored light of the Dao Dao made a little bit, turned into the most condensed beam, and the sword pointed forward, straight towards the Yin Mouse.

The two collided, emitting the roar of a tiger and the roar of a sword、、、

Everyone present, no one is willing to close their eyes, this is the duel between the strong, simple and dazzling!