Tang Xiaofeng stayed in an inn in a small city for three months.

In the first two months, I went out early and returned late every day, and I was also suspected by the disciples of the Nakshatra sect at the beginning, but after a little longer, the disciples of the Nakshatra sect were all in danger, and they were still too busy to take care of themselves.

In two months, hundreds of disciples of the Star Constellation Sect were robbed of their internal strength and qi and blood by him, and they were like dry bones when they died.

It is more terrifying than any poisonous skill of the Nakshatra sect.

The foot-traders in the small town also fled, changing their locations and moving away from this place of right and wrong.

In the past three months, Tang Xiaofeng's internal cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and he has not made any progress a month ago, and no matter how much he absorbs, it will dissipate in an instant.

He finally reined in the murderous permanent residence in the city, and once again refined the internal force that had absorbed the mixture, transforming it into the pure Northern Darkness True Qi.

It took a month, and the true qi of the Northern Darkness that was finally retained became extremely pure, which was equivalent to more than sixty years of penance, plus his previous twenty years of skill, and at this moment, his internal strength cultivation was almost a hundred years.

Looking at the rivers and lakes, there are only a limited number of people who can compare with it.

Not only that, in addition to the increase in strength, his physique has also been significantly improved due to the forcible seizure of the martial artist's qi and blood.

The physique is different from the internal force, and once it reaches the extreme, it is extremely difficult to improve at any point.

And his current physique is a simulation of the real world's physique, almost beyond the limit of normal humans, so it is rare to improve again.

After thinking about it for a month, Tang Xiaofeng gradually understood that the reason why his strength stopped was because of the constraints of his spiritual power, and with his current spiritual power, it was not enough to continue to accommodate more internal force.

As early as a month ago, he had already obtained the old monster situation from the disciples of the Star Sect.

Before he came, Ding Lao Wei began to practice poison skills in retreat, calculating the time, and the day of leaving the customs should be in these few days.

Tang Xiaofeng cheered up, his spirit was always maintained at the peak, and he was ready to fight Ding Lao Monster head-on at any time to verify the level he was at.

In the course of three months, in addition to plundering his internal strength and refining his true qi, he also re-studied many martial arts classics in his mind, and selected a key cultivation of attack martial arts.

Zhou Gongjian, originally the strongest swordsmanship of the word Hui Jianmen, has been introduced in the original book, since the word Hui Jianmen was destroyed by the Tianshan Tong Grandma, only Zhuo Bufan, who claimed to be the sword god, was left in the rivers and lakes, and his swordsmanship was unpredictable and powerful.

However, because the swordsmanship contained a large number of false moves, when the thirty-six cave masters and the seventy-two island island masters joined forces to besiege the Vulture Palace, they were completely broken by Wang Yuyan in a few words.

Tang Xiaofeng's cultivation of Zhou Gongjian naturally did not leave flaws like Zhuo Bufan. He memorized the classics of various factions, and the depth of his internal strength was far above Zhuo Bufan, and in a short period of time, he turned the circle of Zhou Gong's sword to his wishes, such as his arms and fingers, and changed the moves to remove the chaff, and the changes between a move can be virtual or real, and the change of virtual and real is all based on his mind.

In Tang Xiaofeng's hands, Zhou Gongjian seemed to have changed a swordsmanship, and the moves were still those moves, but the power was not the same.

Two days later, a group of people in the small city turned on their backs, and the disciples of the Xingzhu Sect hidden in the city left the city one after another and returned to the place where the sect was stationed, but they secretly received the news that the old immortal went out of the customs and summoned the disciples of the sect to return to the main altar.

Tang Xiaofeng stood up with a solemn expression, glanced at the stainless steel long sword on the square table, raised his hand and tapped his five fingers lightly, the long sword was pulled by his internal force, and flew off the table on its own, falling like the palm of his hand.

Pushing open the window, he jumped out, and he was in the air with nowhere to borrow strength, but he fell slowly with deep internal force, and for a while the street was full of exclamations, and some ignorant people even thought that they could see the immortals, so they were busy kneeling and kowtowing.

Tang Xiaofeng ignored this, and in a moment caught up with the disciples of the Star Sect who were returning with all their might.

The main altar of the Star Sect was less than a hundred miles away from the small city, and a quarter of an hour later, Tang Xiaofeng saw the main gate of the main altar from a distance, not only did he not slow down, but he drummed up his true qi, and his speed increased again.

Outside the gate, the disciple guarding the gate was shocked, and was about to make a move to stop it, but was thrown out by a strong impact, and the figure that suddenly appeared in the air had already rushed past and went straight into the main altar.

From beginning to end, I didn't even see the appearance of the person who came.

"Haha! Who is so bold that he dares to trespass on the general altar of my Star Sect, is it possible that I have not performed in the Central Plains all these years, and my prestige is not as good as before. ”

Tang Xiaofeng rushed all the way, ignoring the star disciples around him, and suddenly a neutral voice came from the depths of the main altar.

"Old Monster Ding, let's put away your unsightly tricks, and I can't help me with just a few poisonous skills."

Tang Xiaofeng's speed did not decrease, and he rushed in the direction where the voice came from, shouting loudly in his mouth, and the voice came out far away.

"I didn't expect that the old immortal had just come out of the customs, and there was a young man who challenged you, for the sake of your youth and ignorance, to give you a chance, worship under the old immortal, you can spare you from dying!"

Tang Xiaofeng had already determined the position of Ding Lao Wei from his voice, the silver light flashed in his hand, the long sword was unsheathed and slashed obliquely with his backhand, and he said lightly in his mouth: "Don't be ashamed!" ”

In one move, the hundred-year-old skill suddenly exploded, and the fierce sword qi surged out.

Boom –

The main hall in front shook for a while, and the top of the main hall slowly slid sideways.

A figure rose from the main hall, in mid-air, holding the beam of the main hall with one hand, and threw it at Tang Xiaofeng.

Tang Xiaofeng's expression was serious, his right foot was half a step back, his long sword was thrown back, and he met him with a fist with his left hand.

There was a loud bang.

The whole heel beam seemed to stop in the air, and it was completely shattered in an instant, but it was infused by a strong horizontal internal force and shattered from the inside.

Ding Laowei's pupils contracted, his face showed a solemn look, and the fight seemed to be a tie, but in fact, he was more than a step behind.

The opponent's long sword slashed out, he obviously sensed the sword qi in advance, but he didn't dare to block it, but the other party could easily take his full blow, looking calm.

"Who are you? Why are you the enemy of my Nakshatra faction! Ding Lao Wei's silver hair fluttered, and he asked in a deep voice.

"Nothing! I would like to borrow your head for a purpose. Tang Xiaofeng replied.

It was only at this point that the roof of the severed hall slid to the ground, splashing a large cloud of dust.

In the main hall, the sound of crying rang out, and a large amount of blood and stumps were scattered all over the ground.

Ding Lao Wei came out of the customs and was gathering the disciples of the sect, so there were many high-level disciples of the Star Sect gathered in the main hall, but they died and fainted under the sword.

"It's so bold enough!" Ding Chunqiu was furious when he heard this, his sleeves were windless, and the feather fan in his hand waved lightly, and he attacked first, obviously a fierce killing move, but it looked as if he didn't use force.

Tang Xiaofeng's eyes flickered, and he handed the long sword to his left hand, and slapped it out with the same fluttering palm.

There was a soft thud.

The two of them paused, maintaining a hand-to-hand posture, Ding Chunqiu's face suddenly changed greatly, and he shouted: "Northern Shengong? Who are you? Is that old thing still alive? ”