On a small peak in Shuibo Taoshan, the weather is very good, the wind is mild, and the sky is cloudless.

If there are outsiders here, seeing the scene of birds singing and flowers in front of them, they will definitely revel in this fairyland. But at this time, the people who live in the fairyland of the world are not so comfortable.

A young man with messy clothes and fluffy hair sat cross-legged as if he was brewing some kind of exercise.

About half an hour later, the young man took out a fragrant demon pill from his arms, if Li Chaoyang in the square inch study again, he would definitely recognize it, this is the demon pill of the mountain tiger that he subdued.

The young man is Tang Xian, holding the demon pill of the mountain tiger, feeling the surging power in his body.

After taking the demon pill of the ox-horned leopard in the cliff valley that day, Tang Xian's strength was steadily improved to the realm of the upper eight grades. However, because of the sudden rise in strength, the foundation is not very solid, so in the first three days of coming to Momoyama, he has been concentrating on cultivating the "Sea Classic", and completely transformed the strength he gained through the demon pill into his own strength.

And three days later, Tang Xian could clearly feel that his cultivation had been completely consolidated, as if he had been transformed from fluffy cotton into the cornerstone of the building.

"I can finally take this demon pill!" Tang Xian thought to himself.

"Brother Pingtou, come here!" Tang Xian greeted the peach forest.

Immediately afterwards, a black figure suddenly rushed out of the peach forest, came to Tang Xian's side, and circled around Tang Xian.

"The old rule, one person and half!" Tang Xian said.

After that, Tang Xian put the demon pill in his mouth, and bit it into two halves, swallowed half of it, and threw the other half directly to the flat-headed brother. Cultivation is important, but Tang Xian will not snub Brother Pingtou. You must know that the first few demon pills you took were all brought back by the flat-headed brother!

Brother Pingtou roared excitedly, jumped up and grabbed half a demon pill.

On Tang Xian's side, half of the demon pill melted in his mouth, turning into that familiar energy and pouring into the meridians in his body.

Strictly speaking, the demon pill of the mountain tiger is not just the eighth grade, but the peak of the eight grades.

So even though there is only half of it, it still contains quite powerful energy, and in the process of energy running, Tang Xian's ears can vaguely hear the sound of a tiger roaring, rushing and flowing in the meridians.

The energy of the sea meridian is like spring rain moisturizing things, and it is little by little into Tang Xian's skin. Tang Xian could clearly feel that his body seemed to have turned into an iron embryo, roasted in the furnace fire, and forged by a giant hammer.

The strength is growing little by little, the flesh is strengthening little by little, and the familiar battle intent is once again churning in my heart like waves.

Soon, the demon pill at the peak of the eighth grade allowed Tang Xian to completely digest it, and the energy was completely integrated into Tang Xian's meridians, turning into bursts of turbulent waves.

"Whew......" Tang Xian exhaled lightly and slowly opened his eyes.

The eyes are very clear, so clear that people can easily see the battle intent contained in them.

Tang Xian stood up, twisted his somewhat stiff shoulders, and made a "gaba gaba" sound. Clenched his fists and felt it, Tang Xian smiled with satisfaction, and whispered to the flat-headed brother on the side: "Eight pinnacles!"

The peak of the eighth grade, only half a step away from the next seventh grade!

Take another half step forward, and Xiuwei will be able to catch up with Li Chaoyang!

Taking advantage of the churning of the battle intent in his body, Tang Xian lightly picked up the firewood knife inserted in the ground on his tiptoes. The firewood knife was in the air, Tang Xian stretched out his hand to hold it, and shouted not far away: "Today, the master picks the four of you one by one!"

Not far away, Dian Shaoqing was practicing the halberd, the Yixin Taoist was practicing the Demon Breaking Heart Sutra in a secluded place, Zhao Gou was practicing the sword, and as for Wang Ermad, it seemed that he was catching ants on the ground. Anyway, it's all about their own business. Hearing Tang Xian's arrogant shout, he couldn't help but be stunned.

But Tang Xian didn't wait for a few people's answers, the energy all over his body surged wildly, without any reservations, his feet slammed on, and rushed towards several people.

It's clear that the rhythm of a one-on-four is one-on-four.

Among the four, Yixin Taoist is the most indisputable, and has no idea of fighting Tang Xian at all. Facing Tang Xian, who was galloping over, the Yixin Taoist priest had one arm and his body instantly turned into a feather, and he instantly floated up in the breeze, swept to a tall branch, crossed his legs, and continued to look at the "Demon Breaking Heart Sutra".

When the Taoist priest left, the first person to bear the brunt was Wang Ermad, but although Wang Ermad had the strength to barely get down to the ninth grade, he would never risk his life to fight Tang Xian. I didn't learn anything else during the days I followed Tang Xian, but I learned the ability to save my life.

In the face of Tang Xian's attack, Wang Er rolled his eyes madly, as if he was sick with a phobia of dense objects, and fainted directly on the ground, foaming at the mouth while convulsing, pretending to faint.

"Damn! it's boring!" Tang Xian despised Wang Er and went crazy, turned around and rushed towards the nearest Zhao Gou, at this time Tang Xian's battle intent had reached its peak, no matter who the opponent was, Tang Xian just wanted the opponent's sword to cut at him as soon as possible, the sooner the better!

Although Zhao Gou, who was born with a unique pulse, did not have half of his internal strength, his backbone was definitely hundreds of times higher than that of Wang Ermad. In addition, in addition to practicing swords 3,000 times a day recently, he began to practice the sword sect's right-handed sword spectrum again. Let Zhao Gou be more eager to try the actual combat.

Zhao Gou held a sword in one hand, and the tip of the sword pointed at Tang Xian.

The tip of the sword, the right hand, and the eyes instantly formed a three-point and one-line trend. After doing all this, Zhao Gou actually launched an attack on Tang Xian first!

"Thorn!"

One of the moves in Zhao Jinwu's sword spectrum!

Just as Zhao Gouhe stabbed out this sword, Zhao Gouhe's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, and although Tang Xian was full of fighting spirit, he still found a trace of strangeness.

Zhao Gou's attack, judging from the appearance, is certainly presentable, but the right arm holds a sword, and the left hand is very redundant, and there is nowhere to put it. It's like playing chess, only the right rook and horse cannon are used, and the left piece is not moving.

"Hey, it's a pity that half of the sword book ......," Tang Xian sighed slightly.

Zhao Gou also felt awkward, but he still stubbornly stabbed out the extremely inappropriate sword.

Tang Xian's body was in the air, and the firewood knife slashed horizontally from the side, cutting directly into the back of Zhao Gouhe's sword.

"Sonorous!" With a crisp sound, Zhao Gou's sword was directly slapped away from its original direction, like a stumbling child tripping.

Tang Xian turned around and kicked out directly, hitting Zhao Gou in the chest.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and Zhao Gou was kicked out without any accident, and smashed directly on a thick layer of peach blossom leaves in the distance. Although Tang Xian's strength was well controlled and he didn't suffer any internal injuries, he was still in pain.

"The tenth ......!" Zhao Gou gritted his teeth and whispered not far away.

The tenth time is the tenth time that you lose to someone else in a battle.

Since settling down in Taoshan, Zhao Gou has devoted himself to cultivating sword spectrum, and at the same time, he has also begun to fight with others.

But in the past three days, ten battles and ten defeats.

Lost to Dian Shaoqing three times, lost to Tang Xian six times, and lost to Yixin Taoist once once. Only Wang Ermad is like a slippery loach, and he can avoid Zhao Gou's challenge.

Every time he was defeated, Zhao Gou could remember it clearly.

"Cut! There is still a grudge ......" After Tang Xian repelled Zhao Gou, he said a word of contempt, and then did not stop, rushing towards the last Dian Shaoqing.

Among the four, only Dian Shaoqing can fight with him!

I'm afraid, even Tang Xian didn't feel it at this time, unconsciously, he was no longer the teahouse guy he was at the beginning, after growing up along the way, Tang Xian was already completely comparable to the genius generation in the rivers and lakes.

Li Chaoyang, Wu Shishi, Dian Shaoqing, the existence of such leaders among the young generation of rivers and lakes is no longer enough to make Tang Xian feel out of reach, but can completely stand side by side with him.

Such a rapid growth rate is probably extremely rare in the rivers and lakes in the past 80 years.

If someone asked Tang Xian at this time: Why was he able to grow so quickly in just a few months after coming down the mountain.

Then Tang Xian will definitely answer without hesitation: For survival!

At this time, Tang Xian didn't think about it so much, he just wanted to have a happy fight with Dian Shaoqing.

In the face of Tang Xian's fierce offensive, Dian Shaoqing's eyes were also full of fighting spirit, and the two halberds were on his shoulders without flinching!

In the next half hour, the roar on the mountain peaks continued to resound through the mountains and forests!