The night is silent, and the stars are silent.

Qiu Leng has been standing like this, he has no tears to shed, and only those who have passed away know what is the eternal past, and he regrets it.

"If you are following, you will pass through the door in your previous life, and follow Hongchen to follow me for a lifetime." Qiu sneered, laughing so sadly.

Miserable.

Cold!

This kind of feeling can no longer be expressed with any emotion, his heart is full, and it is also cold, cold and full.

Yesterday was like a previous life, it was indeed the previous life of the blue scorpion, but in this life, the blue scorpion has been lost.

Morning mist, pervasive.

Qiu Leng was already soaking wet, he was like a statue, he hadn't moved all night, was his heart numb?

The wind rose, Qiu Leng was cold, his heart was already cold, and he couldn't feel the temperature of the wind.

Refraction of sunlight.

The morning fog lifted.

Qiu Leng dragged his tired body out.

The name of the iron sword is Songyang! The sword is dark and blunt, but the sword has the shape of a wind, and I don't know if it is the shape of the wind blowing out or the shape of the wind character.

The hilt of the sword is engraved with two small characters of Songyang, which is exquisite and elegant.

The quality of the sword is: Soul Fly. The introduction is: Guo Songyang's former sword, unopened, without any attributes, Qiu Leng didn't know whether to be happy or to shake his head and smile bitterly.

The Soul Fly quality sword is already the best weapon in the rivers and lakes at present, but what is the difference between it and the iron sword that can be bought everywhere on the street without any attributes?

His Nether Sword is also peerless.

Walking along the town for a hundred miles, it is Baoding City.

The players in Baoding City are not comparable to the small town, and the players on the street are walking in an endless stream, and Qiu Leng walked along the road to the market.

There are all kinds of things sold in the bazaar, including weapons, equipment, martial arts cheats, and horse sellers.

It's been a long time since I've been to a place with so many people, and I'm really a little uncomfortable with this kind of prosperity for a while.

"The pill, the newly baked pill, the speed you want." At this time, a person dressed as a scholar was shouting for sale.

Qiu Leng hurriedly walked over when he heard this, and asked, "Friend, what kind of medicine is this?" ”

The man forgot about the cold autumn and said, "To supplement the internal force, Sancao Dan, one grain can supplement thirty percent of the internal force." ”

When Qiu Leng heard about supplementing his internal strength, he hurriedly asked, "How much is a grain?" "You must know that there are very few drugs to supplement internal strength, such as Xiao Huandan, who replenishes 50% of internal strength at one time, but they are all broken out by fighting monsters, and this kind of drug is not sold in stores, so the quantity is very small. And like Da Huandan, it is even less pitiful to supplement 100% internal strength.

Qiu Leng said: "How much?" ”

The man gritted his teeth and said to Qiu Leng: "I only have thirty grains, if you sincerely ask for it, take the 50,000 silver tickets." I'm a pharmacist, and I'm going to sprint for the Seven Herbs Pill, and I don't have any money to buy herbs. ”

Qiu Leng thought about it, the price of a small pill is 10,000 taels on the market, and although this Sancao Dan is worse than a small pill, it is already a good deal. Qiu Leng hurriedly said, "Okay! After saying that, he took out five thousand golden tickets and gave them to the scholar.

The scholar glanced at him gratefully, and said to Qiu Leng, "Be a friend." ”

Qiu Leng hurriedly said, "Okay." ”

After adding friends to each other, he saw that this person was called a deadly scholar, and he couldn't help but smile dumbly: "Friend's good name." ”

"Huh."

Qiu Leng asked again, "If you can make the Seven Grass Pills, you can also sell them to me." ”

The fatal scholar said: "Okay, I must have done limited things in the early stage, and it will be much better in the later stage." ”

"How much internal force can that Seven Grass Pill add?" Qiu Leng asked again.

The deadly scholar said, "Seventy percent." ”

After Qiu Leng listened, his eyes widened, and he secretly smacked his tongue, a large pill can be sold for 100,000 silver, which is ten times that of a small pill. Because some of the special moves of the peerless are to consume the internal force, like his original Flying Immortal outside the sky requires eighty percent of the internal force, and a small one can make up for it, but there is still no way to make the peerless one.

But if you can use this Seven Grass Pill with one or two percent of the internal force left, you can still use the Peerless Learning.

Qiu Leng said excitedly: "Then if you make the Seven Grass Pills, can you sell them all to me?" ”

The fatal scholar was surprised: "What are you buying so many internal strength pills for?" ”

Qiu Leng said: "I can't use my internal strength, so as soon as I use martial arts, my internal strength will be gone." ”

The deadly scholar said, "Oh, as long as the price is right." ”

The deadly scholar stood up, walked a little staggeringly, and felt very unstable in his lightness. Qiu Leng looked at it in surprise.

The deadly scholar turned around and smiled: "When I was a child, I had some congenital paralysis of my legs, so. ”

Qiu Leng said: "Hehe." ”

Knowing the deadly scholar made Qiu Leng excited, this person is an infinite elixir, as long as he is there, he has medicinal use.

Qiu Leng's first thought when he got the pill was to break into the Golden Armor Bronze Man Formation at night, since the Bronze Man practiced iron cloth shirts and golden bell jars, so its life was only its throat.

That's definitely a great place to practice fast swords.

Qiu Leng went shopping again, bought some ordinary gold sore medicine, and returned the same way.

Youlan Temple is old and mottled.

Qiu Leng walked in along the door, and there were several Buddha statues in the lobby, which were simple and solemn.

Qiu Leng didn't stop and came to the back mountain.

As soon as he walked into the back mountain, a gold-armored bronze man greeted him and hit him with a stick. It is the Shaolin Fuhu stick's "stick sweeping tiger legs!" ”

This stick is full of wind, and its strength is enough to open the mountain and split stones.

Qiu Leng hurriedly took two steps to the left in fright, and he was able to dodge, and he struck out with a sword, using the Blue Scorpion Sect's "Demon Tail Thorn." ”

The iron sword suddenly bent, turning into a long rainbow and hitting the bronze man's left ribs.

The bronze man swept another stick and shouted: "A stick across the sky!" "This stick slammed hard from top to bottom, churning vigorously, and it was extremely powerful.

Qiu Leng's sword suddenly rebounded and stabbed out when it was about to hit the left rib, this sword was not only tricky, but also weirdly scary.

The most important thing is that this sword is so fast when it bounces up from the left rib!

The bronze man's rod had stopped slashing in the air, and the sword that rebounded after Qiu Leng bent was not biased or obliquely hit the bronze man's throat.

The bronze man was stabbed in the throat and immediately fell apart.

After Qiu Leng used the sword in his left hand, he obviously felt that his swordsmanship was tricky and vicious, and none of the eight swords of the demon scorpion tail swing tail of the blue scorpion he used were back and forth, all of them were drawn out by the sword first and then suddenly changed the move, and attacked the opponent unexpectedly.

If such a move is okay to fight one by one, after being besieged by others, it will definitely be too late to change the move and suffer a loss.

He was thinking about it, when three bronze men came over, two with sticks and one empty-handed.

The empty-handed bronze man came up with a black tiger with a tiger fist and grabbed Qiu Leng's heart fiercely.

If this is caught, the meat can be grabbed and torn in an instant, this move is very fast and urgent.

Qiu Leng retreated violently, while another bronze man swept out with a stick, and this stick swept through thousands of troops. I saw that the stick seemed to be suddenly lengthened, and it was about to break through the mountains and rivers and sweep away thousands of troops.

Qiu Leng had no way to retreat, shook the long sword in his hand violently, and used a move: "Demon tail folds wings." "This sword is reversed, but this sword keeps swinging in the early stage, like a scorpion with broken wings can't find its direction, in fact, this is just a diffuse technique, and his two consecutive swings are just against the bronze man's stick.

"Bang!" The sticks struck, Qiu Leng's hand shook violently, and the sword folded out along the bronze man's stick!

From bottom to top, from left to right, and finally suddenly reversed the direction and returned along the same path!

The reversal was extremely fast, and the lightning flashed!

But the bronze man did not retreat but advanced.

The sword "Ding" didn't actually pierce into it, he stabbed it on the bronze man's head, but only a spark came out.

And the stick of another bronze man arrived, and Qiu Leng hurriedly withdrew his sword to resist.

But there was also an empty-handed bronze man, and he threw a punch out of it. It was Wu Song who used the Fuhu fist to fight the tiger.

This punch was impartial, and it hit Qiu Leng's shoulder blade, and he was hit by this one, and he felt that his shoulder blade was almost broken and dislocated.

Qiu Leng hurriedly got up from the ground and ran back. He gritted his teeth, although this blow would not kill him, but a punch that dislocated his shoulder blade was enough for him to hurt for a long time.

"This won't work, although my sword is fast, it is not accurate, and it will be over if you miss a blow."

Qiu Leng has also discovered now that there are very few of these bronze people who are alone, and they are generally three of them acting together, either two empty fists and one holding a stick or two sticks and one punch.

He thought about it, and always felt that this bronze man had to be restrained by two people, and he had a good chance of success if he fought alone.

He believed that in that case, he would definitely hit the bronze man in the throat.

Now he misses the blue scorpion more and more, at that time, the leveling was all the most powerful contained by the blue scorpion, and he only cared about sneak attacks.

He has now decided to retreat for a month, practicing martial arts at the Golden Armor Bronze Man, but the retreat requires a large number of pills, pills to replenish internal strength, and now that he has a life-killing scholar, he is no longer worried about pills.

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