Mountain trails, clear skies. Unexpectedly, the sky suddenly changed its face, and black clouds pressed the ground, wanting to rain. The old man looked at Wei Long, only swallowed his saliva, he was determined to get Wei Long away and throw him into his alchemy furnace. Feng Aohan saw that there was a thatched hut post station in front of him, and the stables in front of the door were almost full.

Wei Long: "Master, God is not beautiful, it seems to be raining." Let's go there and take shelter from the rain!"

Feng Aohan lifted the curtain and poked his head out, only to see that the post station, with black smoke and miasma, was full of demonic energy, and it was not a good place to go. Feng Aohan looked at the sky with a frown, he also knew that the heavens were not beautiful, driving in heavy rain, I didn't know what tricks this old man would play, he had to agree to Wei Long's proposal.

Feng Aohan: "There is a post station here, let's stop a little, and the rain will pass!"

Old man: "Why did you get out of the car and let's continue on our way?"

The old man looked at the inn beside him, and his expression was flustered, as if he had seen something terrible. Feng Aohan could see that the old man was a little scared of this place, but he didn't ask the weird old man directly. The shopkeeper of this post station is also sharp-eyed, and he saw a carriage coming from afar, and when he saw the wind and cold, they stopped, and the shopkeeper ran more than 50 meters and went out to greet him.

Shopkeeper: Guest, it's getting fast this day, it's going to rain, do you want to stay in the store?"

Guo Lin: "Let's eat!"

Before the words fell, a light rain ticked, a few drops of water stained their bodies, and everyone hurriedly entered the hospital. Guo Lin pulled the carriage into the stable. There is a stable in the front yard and a stable in the backyard, and the stable in the front yard is very large, and more than thirty horses are fed in it.

The wind is blowing and the rain is falling. The drizzle of cattle gradually turned into a heavy rain of goose feathers, and everyone came to the eaves of the inn, and the rain wet their shoulders. Feng Aohan hurriedly glanced at the signboard at the door of the store, the four-character signboard, the first word was covered by mud, and only the words "Red Station" were exposed.

A curtain hangs from the door, and when you open the curtain and enter the hall, the lobby on the first floor is full, and there are a few empty tables on the second floor. The hall on the first floor was full of customers, and the shopkeepers walked through the narrow aisles with drinks and dishes. The store is not big, and there are many tables upside down, one next to the other. The guy is passing by with food, and if one is not careful, it is possible to buckle the plate on the head of the guest.

The shopkeeper said, "Ladies and gentlemen, there is a private seat on the second floor!

Everyone followed the shopkeeper forward, and the store was very lively, some drank and punched, and some flirted. A bearded man was drinking wine and eating meat, because the distance between the tables was too close, the bones left by the bearded man eating meat flew to the table next to him, and the table next to him was drinking soup, and the bones flew over, directly splashing the soup in the center of the table. Feng Aohan happened to be on the side, and the soup also splashed on his clothes. Those who drank the soup began to fight with the beard, the bearded man clenched his fists to demonstrate, and the murderous aura ignited, and those who drank the soup saw this thick murderous aura and sat down directly aggrieved.

Mortal cultivation is divided into eleven stages, and ten layers of murderous qi are one rank. From low to high, they are killers, killing Dao, killing demons, killing saints, Tianyuan heirs, Purple Mansion Demon Dao, going to demons to become immortals, and being named a real person. There are still ranks above real people, but Feng Aohan doesn't know.

Feng Aohan glanced at the arguing man, and he made a bold guess.

Feng Aohan: "That murderous aura, is it a killing way?"

The aisle is narrow, and when you walk, you will meet people sitting at the dining table. The guy in the store in front of him delivered the food, and the wind and the cold everyone could only stop and let the other party pass. A big fat man sneezed, and the guy in the shop almost poured the tea soup in his hand on Feng Aohan's body. Feng Aohan stretched out his hand and helped him, and the shopkeeper stood firm.

Shopkeeper "Thank you!"

The shopkeeper went to the front to deliver food, Feng Aohan looked at his back and found that this person was full of demonic energy.

Demon realm cultivation is divided into four stages.

The first [Dingji] refers to cultivating the murderous qi into an inner dan. It generally takes 300 years.

The second [Silver Pill] refers to the inner Dan mutation. It takes five hundred years.

The ultimate form of the third [Da Luo Jindan] mutation. It takes a thousand years.

The fourth [Immortal], this stage is the most likely to fail, once it fails, it will [Demon] or life will come to an end.

The Book of Demons said to Feng Aohan, "The Silver Pill is about to mutate?"

Feng Aohan and everyone followed the shopkeeper to the second floor and sat down. The second floor is more relaxed than the first floor. Feng Aohan ordered some tea and pastries, and Feng Aohan and his party sat at two tables.

Feng Aohan: "Where is that old man?"

Wei Long: "In the stable! He doesn't want to come in." ”

The shopkeeper brought two pots of tea and some meat buns, and the shopkeeper filled everyone's cups. Feng Aohan sniffed, and then took a sip, this tea was bland and tasteless. The teapot was full of tea leaves, and Feng Aohan knew at a glance that this tea was the kind that had been brewed countless times. After changing a table of guests, the teapot was not changed, and after mixing some water, it continued to be sold as new tea.

Heavy rain fell outside the station. There is a large stove in the inn, which can be used for both heating and roasting. The fat sheep was skewered with iron rods and roasted on a wooden fire. The appearance of the fat sheep is three points crispy and seven points weird. Feng Aohan picked up a bun and took a bite, it was so unpalatable that he spit it out in the garbage basket.

Feng Aohan stood up: "I'll go and see the old man." ”

Everyone nodded, looking at the hot meat buns on the table, everyone didn't have the slightest appetite. It may be that I ate too much food by the river at noon. Feng Aohan asked the shopkeeper for an oil-paper umbrella, and he walked through the crowded lobby and rushed out, the wind howling outside and the rain pouring down. He spread his umbrella and ran toward the stable. Three steps and one step later, they came to the stable, where the old man sat cross-legged in the middle of the horses.

Feng Aohan: "It's not a good thing that the wind and rain are mixed and the wound meets the water! Old man, let's go!"

The old man trembled and said, "Just go in, and I won't go." Let's go when the rain stops!"

Feng Aohan squatted down, took the umbrella, and said solemnly: "What are you afraid of?

Old man: "I know that there is a place to hide. Let's walk on the small road is to go around the long road, and the official road can enter the near city in less than half a day. The trail did take some time. It was raining again, the ground was slippery, and the carriage would not be able to reach even if it was dark, so we would go there and rest then. ”

Feng Aohan: "The person who walks the dart often walks the trail?"

The old man smiled awkwardly, Feng Aohan walked back to the inn with an umbrella, the mud floor in the courtyard became very soft, and the surrounding forest seemed to become a little blurred.

There was a sound of fists and drinking in the inn. Feng Aohan passed through the crowd, and at this time, a bearded man with a big belly and poop ate chicken legs and sprinkled chicken fat on Feng Aohan's clothes. Feng Aohan was wearing a black robe on the outside and casual clothes on the inside, but the girl snatched the robe to wear it in order to cover her shame, and Feng Aohan was wearing casual clothes at the moment. The light rain was dripping, and the clothes were stained with oil, which was very uncomfortable. But Feng Aohan didn't want to worry about that person, Feng Aohan glanced at the big fat man, and walked over, ready to go up the stairs.

Unexpectedly, the pot-bellied man picked up the chicken nuggets on the table and threw them at Feng Aohan. Feng Aohan walked slowly, and he thought that someone had thrown a hidden weapon at him. The place is small, Feng Aohan did a somersault, dodged the chicken nuggets, the chicken nuggets fell to the ground, and Feng Aohan breathed a sigh of relief. The bearded man angrily took out a small flying knife from his waist and flew towards Feng Aohan.

Feng Aohan stood neatly at the dinner table. Feng Aohan's feet were very nimble, and he didn't knock over anything on the table, and the guests at that table applauded as if they had watched acrobatics. A slap sounded, and the whole store applauded.

Feng Aohan: "Concession, concession!"

Feng Aohan walked off the table. The big fat man howled loudly, the applause in the store stopped, the drinker continued to drink, and the little lady continued to tease. Deliveries continue to be delivered.

Bearded: "Hey, boy, what did you mean, what are you doing with me?"

Feng Aohan: "You eat chicken, dripping oil on my body, I haven't troubled you yet, you will sue the wicked first!"

Bearded: "What's wrong with dripping oil, I'll drip you! It's you! It's just that you don't like it!"

The bearded man directly picked up the oil plate full of scraps on the table, and threw it at Feng Aohan, Feng Aohan wanted to dodge, but suddenly a force came from behind and pushed Feng Aohan forward, Feng Aohan hit the plate, and his clothes were stained with oil, which was very disgusting. Feng Aohan turned around to look, a little kid squatted behind the pillar and snickered, the person who pushed Feng Aohan just now was this little kid. The fat man with a big belly laughed, and when he laughed, those who made a fuss laughed too.

Feng Aohan couldn't bear it, his palms ignited with murderous aura, and he had been wrestling with the little girl by the river for a long time before, and he had spent some murderous energy. This big fat man saw that Feng Aohan was burning with murderous aura, and the hand behind his back was also aflame with murderous aura.

Bearded: "Child, see that you are not murderous enough, fight with Lao Tzu, and look for death!"

Feng Aohan: "I didn't want to do it. ”

Only those who kill immortals with a murderous aura, demons with divine sense, and people with divine consciousness can see the rank of killing immortals. Ordinary immortal killing can't see the right position. Feng Aohan could see that it was because of his strong divine sense.

Bearded: "Lao Tzu is a murderer, you little kid, you have a little murderous aura on your body, you are not afraid of being killed, and you still say that kind of thing?"

Feng Aohan: "There is a kind of you coming here!"

The bearded man was about to rush over, but at this time, the shopkeeper smiled and blocked the center of the two.

Bearded: "I don't want to die, let Lao Tzu get out of the way." ”

The people next to him hurriedly stood up, some ran with benches, some ran with food, and some picked up tables and squeezed into the corners. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Feng Aohan would never have believed that such a crowded storefront could still make room for fighting, although there was not much room for fighting. Compared to before, it is already wide.

Shopkeeper Er: "Two guest officers, this post station is a small business, if you break the tables and chairs, you will have to pay for it." ”

"If you lose, you will pay. ”

Bearded: "Don't you dare!Go outside!Go!"

Feng Aohan: "Heavy rain!"

Bearded: "What is the rain, still fight!"

Feng Aohan glanced at the brothers on the second floor, the brothers nodded to him, Feng Aohan rushed out of the door, and the bearded man rushed out. Outside, the rain was lighter. Guo Lin and his entourage were already sitting by the window, but at this moment, they directly pushed open the window to watch the battle.

The smell of earth in the rain was strong, and the two of them squinted their eyes and found it difficult to open. Feng Aohan's hand ignited with a red murderous aura, and a gun and knife appeared in his hand, and the gun and knife were particularly dazzling in the rain. The big fat man carried a bronze broken knife. The knife had been in a cloth bag and hung on the fat man's back. Rushed into the rain to duel with Feng Aohan, and then took it out.

The two of them stood very open. Feng Aohan held the killing weapon in his hand, the head of the gun was pointing upwards, the head of the knife was mopping the ground, and the rain was sliding on the blade. The big fat man's knife was on his shoulder, and the two of them made moves almost at the same time. Feng Aohan dragged the knife and rushed towards the fat man, and his momentum was like a tiger descending the mountain. The fat man's wide knife was raised above his head, and he opened his mouth and shouted at the wind and cold.

The wind shouted in the cold rain: "Seven steps to produce flowers, step by step." ”

The rain was pouring down, and the people at the Red Post Station poked their heads out to watch the two fight. The bearded man raised his knife over his head, and the rain slid down. The wind is proud of the cold, and a deep ravine appears in the mud. The rain disrupted their vision, their eyelashes were drenched, and their hair was soaked.

The wild knife was chopped down, the rain was flying, Feng Aohan waved his gun and knife to defend, and with a forceful flick, the bearded man took three steps back with a knife. The bearded man wiped his face with his clothes, and Feng Aohan took the opportunity to swing his knife to slash Chunqiu, turning around and cutting it down with a knife. The bearded man picked up his knife and ducked half a step to the left before dodging the attack.

The bearded man raised his broad knife, his arms covered with murderous aura, and a purple glow flashed in his pupils. The bearded man went crazy and used a random knife to slash. The wind is arrogant and cold, blocking left and right, and escapes by luck. The wind is arrogant and cold, and he raises his gun and knife to resist. Every time he blocked, he would be shocked by the big knife, and the inner murderous aura would be shocked. He didn't know if the murderous aura came from a man or a knife. Feng Aohan's brows furrowed, and he felt that he was touching a stone with an egg. This bearded man made another killing move, and every time Feng Aohan blocked a killing move, the murderous aura in his body became disordered. This bearded fight seems to be out of order, but in fact, it is a hidden murderous motive, fortunately, the Demon Book can see through this guy's thoughts, otherwise Feng Aohan will fall into this yellow sand and mud.

Feng Aohan's spear knife was three meters long, while that guy's wide knife was about one meter. The broad knife is more agile than the spear knife, and the killing aura of the attack is also more hitting. Feng Aohan's spear and knife are murderous illusions, and once this weapon is damaged, Feng Aohan's body will also be damaged. The weapon in the beard's hand was crafted by a craftsman, and it only needed to be infused with murderous energy to use it. The weapon was injured, but the beard was not injured, so Feng Aohan suffered an iron loss.

The rain was pouring down, and the brothers in the house were a little worried about the wind and cold.

Zhang Tongming: "Feng Aohan's strength will be exhausted by this big fat man!"

The rain soaked through their clothes, and their hair dripped, like strips of mop cloth. The bearded man clearly had the upper hand, and he only needed to use one more killing move to knock Feng Aohan to his stomach. The gun and knife in Feng Aohan's hand were already full of scars, and Feng Aohan raised his head and spit out half a mouthful of bright red. Seeing that Feng Aohan was about to become a revenant under the knife, at this moment, Feng Aohan turned over and was a flying kick. He landed firmly on the back of the bearded hand. It was a murderous kick from Feng Aohan, and the beard was kicked as if he had been electrocuted, and the broad knife slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

At this critical juncture, if the bearded man bends down, he will be killed by the wind. The bearded man chose to kick the knife with his foot, but the knife was two centimeters thick and weighed a hundred catties, and the bearded man overestimated himself, and when he stepped down, the knife was not kicked up at all as he expected. Feng Aohan took the opportunity to wield his gun and knife, and a murderous aura struck, and the bearded man faced the quagmire with his back to the sky, lying in the mire, motionless.

Feng Aohan: "Hey, play dead?"

The official in the inn was dumbfounded, a young man actually beat a middle-aged man to death with one move. Those officials exploded and frantically inquired about Feng Aohan's identity. Feng Aohan called the bearded man a few times, but the bearded man still didn't answer. Feng Aohan put away his gun and knife and walked towards the bearded man. Feng Aohan's knees bent slightly, ready to turn the bearded body over. At this moment, the bearded palms overflowed with murderous aura, and the murderous aura was like a rope. Before Feng Aohan could react, the rope had already tied the handle of the wide knife and sent it to the bearded man. The bearded man turned his hand with a knife, and Feng Aohan hurriedly rolled to the side.

The bearded man's knife was originally intended to extinguish Feng Aohan. Who would have thought that Feng Aohan was more flexible than a monkey, and that knife only hurt Feng Aohan's arm. A streak of blood was merging with the rain, and the wound was stinging. Feng Aohan rolled to the side holding his wound. The bearded man took advantage of the victory to pursue and quickly stood up.

He raised the bronze treasure knife stained with mud, and prepared to take off Feng Aohan's head with a knife, Feng Aohan saw the path of the beard, he endured the pain, and a carp stood up. The bearded wide knife struck, and the wind was like a crane touching the ground with one foot, jumping up quickly, and the toes brought up a few strips of muddy water.

Feng Aohan jumped into the air, and the bearded man looked up at him. Feng Aohan raised the Nine-Tooth Serial Sky Breaking Knife above his head, his feet bent and fell from the air. Feng Aohan's face was hideous, and the bearded man never thought that this little child would contain such a lot of energy. The spear was aimed at the top of the bearded man's head, and the bearded man wanted to run, but the knife was already in front of him, and he instinctively raised the broad knife in his hand. Holding the hilt of the knife in one hand and the tip of the knife in the other, it is directly blocked from above.

The bearded man turned on the murderous aura, and Feng Aohan fell from the sky and stabbed down, the spear and the broken knife collided together, and a thunder just flashed in the sky.

"Boom~"

Both of them turned on their murderous aura, Feng Aohan's shot stabbed down, the bearded man tied the horse's legs, and fell directly into the ground, and the palm of his knife overflowed bright red. The ground cracked, and the yellow mud reached the bearded knees. The wind is proud of the cold and has a bearded knife as a support point, and it stands upside down in the rain. The wind is arrogant and cold, like a thousand catties of Dading, pressing the beard down stiffly.

The bearded hands carrying the knife trembled a little, his expression twitched, and every vein on his body was murderous. Feng Aohan was on the handstand knife, and when he saw that his balance was not guaranteed, he was about to fall.

The people watching the play in the post station were stunned. The double knife struck and provoked sparks, and the murderous aura overflowed, the stables trembled, and dozens of old horses raised their hooves to convuls. The heavy rain was like a knife, hitting Feng Aohan's face. Feng Aohan released his murderous aura again, the sweat on his forehead was covered by the rain, and the bearded man thought he was very relaxed.

The bearded man looked down and saw that he was completely sunk in the mud from the waist down. The melon-eating crowd in the post station applauded the table.

Feng Aohan's knife just now was a killing move, and if that bearded man hadn't blocked it with a weapon, he would have died. Feng Aohan seems to be unharmed, but in fact, he is walking around with murderous aura inside, and the situation is even more dangerous than this beard. Feng Aohan's weapon is a combination of murderous energy and spirit, and the bearded man uses a real cold weapon. The bearded man is in good health, but there is something wrong with the weapon, and Feng Aohan is different, and there are slight changes in the inside of the body.

Feng Aohan said in his heart: "Is this the difference between physical weapons and virtual weapons?"

Feng Aohan's body couldn't keep his balance, and finally fell down, and when he landed, he almost slipped there. Feng Aohan stood aside and quickly clicked on the acupuncture points to stop the bleeding. The bearded man slowly moved his thighs, he stuck the knife on the ground, he was about to climb up, but to no avail of a few movements, he sank deep into the mud, like a tree that had grown for many years. The rain was pouring down, and the bearded man was crying out in pain in the rain.

Feng Aohan's head was a little dizzy: "A copper knife, why is it so powerful?"

The Book of Crossing Demons: "Bronze is just a layer of skin, if you peel it off, the things inside are amazing." ”

Guo Lin shouted on the second floor: "Brother!"

Feng Aohan looked over, and Guo Lin threw an umbrella over. Feng Aohan flexibly caught it, and Feng Aohan held an umbrella and came to the big man who was stuck in the mud.