14 Martial Kings are insignificant in front of Martial Monarchs.

Hong Jian also only used 1 percent of his strength, and with a fan, he made a mess of the true qi in the body of the 14 Martial Kings, unable to condense, and the deity also fell to the ground, and the true qi in the body was chaotic, and he couldn't stand up for a while.

"What kind of existence is this, defeat 14 martial kings in one move!"

When Zheng Yuanzhe's father and son saw it, their tongues almost bit off.

"Wu Jun's strength is really strong, when can I have such strength!"

Wen Hao showed a look of longing.

"So strong, so strong!"

"Nearby hundred cities, no, there is no such master in a thousand cities!"

……

Yan Jingjing and the others also climbed up with difficulty, but without Hong Jian's words, they didn't dare to leave.

"Wen Hao boy, I won't kill these people, they are your stepping stones in the future, only when the enemy is there, there is pressure, and there is blood training, you can have the motivation to become stronger and stronger."

Hong Jian took back the Seven Treasure Glazed Jade Fan, as if sitting on a trivial matter.

"Thank you seniors, these people, I will naturally deal with them personally in the future!"

Xiao Chao glanced at these people seriously.

"Yan Jingjing, the master of Feiyan Gate, the lord of Lingyun City, Zhang Renlong, Wang Fengyu, and Tao Yating of Sanwang Mountain, ......"

In the few days he lived in the Daqian Palace, Wen Hao also knew these martial kings basically, and even if he couldn't tell his name at this moment, he knew the origin and identity.

"Okay, but it's just once, you can't put it back easily, you have to let them bleed, and remember it longer!"

As Hong Jian spoke, his palm grabbed downward, and a strong suction force came, and the 14 Martial Kings suddenly felt that the weapons and armor could not be controlled.

Laugh at.

14 pieces of equipment flew out at the same time and landed beside Hong Jian.

"Weapons stay, you can go!"

Hong Jian said lightly.

The faces of the 14 Martial Kings were ugly, but Hong Jian's strength was too strong, and they couldn't compete at all.

"Thank you seniors for your mercy!"

The Lingyun City Lord took the lead in arching his hand towards Hong Jian, and then turned around and left.

If the weapon is lost, it can be made, but there is only one life.

Behind the Lingyun City Lord, Yan Jingjing, Zhang Renlong, Wang Fengyu and others also left one after another, not daring to stay for a moment.

After the 14 Martial Kings were gone, Hong Jian's palm swiped on the 14 pieces of equipment, and the spirits left by the Martial Kings dissipated immediately.

"Take it, it's a gift to the Courtyard!"

Hong Jiandao.

"Thank you, Senior Hong!"

Wen Hao was not the slightest polite.

You must know that Hong Jiannai is a martial monarch, and he uses holy weapons, and these royal weapons are not looked down upon at all.

"It's actually another spear, and it's still a level 2 royal weapon!"

Wen Hao picked up a spear that was as black as ink and glowed with deep five-pointed points, revealing a happy color.

After Wen Fengyun also thanked Hong Jian, he chose a protective soft armor to put on.

"You're welcome, take it!"

Hong Jian looked at the hesitant Zheng Yuanzhe again.

"Thank you, senior!"

Zheng Yuanzhe was overjoyed, hurriedly went over, and also chose a long knife.

"The strength of the younger generation is low, and it is a blessing or a curse to hold the royal weapon, so you don't need it!"

Zheng Kedi is very interested, but he won't go over to take it.

In the end, Wen Hao put away the remaining weapons and armor, and prepared to go back and distribute them to He Bufan and the others.

After packing up, the five people continued on their way.

This time, the Zheng family's father and son and Wen Fengyun were crowded together, and Wen Hao and Hong Jian sat on Xiao Hei's back.

Wen Fengyun patted Qingyun's back and motioned for him to fly quickly.

After the light clouds flew away, Wen Hao said to Hong Jiandao.

"What do you want to ask?"

Wen Hao said.

"Of course it's the whereabouts of the Divine Pill Master? You tell me, where is he? ”

Hong Jian asked.

"What are the seniors looking for a divine pill master?"

Wen Hao did not answer the rhetorical question.

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Looking for a god pill master, of course, is to ask him to alchemy! Hong Jian rolled his eyes.

"Is the predecessor trying to break through the realm of Martial Monarch's 1o weight?"

Wen Hao said.

"This is just one of them, there is another more important matter, which needs your master's help!" Hong Jiandao.

"What's more important than your breakthrough?" Wen Hao wondered.

"Of course ......" Hong Jian said this, his voice paused, and he glared at Xiao Chaodao: "Did I ask you, or did you ask me?" You stinky boy! ”

Hong Jian scolded, and continued: "It's useless to tell you about this matter, you just need to tell me where your master is, and I'll tell him!" ”

"I'm really sorry about this, my master left me in the Xiaoyao Courtyard, and after arranging some things, he has already left, and now I don't know where he is!"

Wen Hao said.

"You're fooling me! We said yes before! ”

Hong Jian was furious, and his eyes widened.

"But if the seniors want to break through the realm, I can help with this!" Wen Hao continued.

"Can you help me break through?"

Hong Jian listened, and immediately looked at Wen Hao in disbelief.

Based on his observations, the disciple of the Divine Pill Master didn't seem to know how to do alchemy.

"Of course, and it won't take half a year for the seniors to break through!"

Wen Hao swore a solemn word.

"Let me break through in less than half a year!" Hong Jian was overjoyed, suddenly lost the anger just now, grabbed Wen Hao's shoulder, and said eagerly: "Tell me quickly, what is the solution?" ”

"Don't worry, senior!" Wen Hao hurriedly pushed Hong Jian away, and then said: "The method is actually very simple, my master Zeng Jing gave me a kind of medicinal diet, eat it every day, you can improve your strength, and with this, you can improve your strength." ”

Wen Hao said as he took out the gang's buns.

"Senior taste!"

Wen Hao said.

"Can you increase your power?" Hong Jian sneered and said, "You think too simply, I am a martial artist, and only king-level pills are effective for me." In addition, the most important point is that I have cultivated too fast, and I have encountered a bottleneck at the moment, and this kind of elixir to increase my strength will make my foundation unstable and unable to break through.

What I need is a 1o-level king-level elixir that can not only stabilize the realm, but also improve my strength, the white jade flawless pill! ”

"Don't worry, this kind of medicinal diet of mine is specially developed by the master, and while increasing the skill, it will not affect the foundation!"

Wen Hao said.

"Does this thing really work?"

Hong Jian was skeptical.

"Don't worry, my predecessor saved me twice, how can I hurt you!" Wen Hao said.

"Good!" Then I'll give it a try! ”

Hong Jian took the bun, sniffed it, and then took a bite suspiciously.

Suddenly, he felt the flow of true qi in his body, and sure enough, it increased a little, and then he swallowed the whole bun, and his skill increased a little.

"Can you really increase my strength? This bun is actually stronger than the elixir. ”

Hong Jian looked surprised.

He is a martial artist, and the martial artist's hundred-year skill is very little to him. But this bun actually improved his skills a little.

"The strength has grown, the foundation has not changed, there are no impurities, there is still such a thing!"

Hong Jian was overjoyed, swallowed the bun in one bite, and then took the other one in Xiao Chao's hand and swallowed it too, and his skill increased a little.

"Come on, come on, if there is any, I feel like I can break through by eating more than 200!" Hong Jian was delighted and felt weird.

Eating buns to break through to the martial saint, I'm afraid he is still the first one in the world.

(End of chapter)