Yuanjiang Sword Sect stronghold, inside the hall.

Zhang Weihao, who was wearing a black gold silk brocade robe, was wiping his long sword.

"Senior Brother Zhang, the younger brother has already found out the news, Uncle Tai burned that miscellaneous piece and went to the Elephant Trunk Mountains."

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy stood beside Zhang Weihao, his expression was respectful, and his eyes looked at him, revealing a kind of reverence.

"Elephant Trunk Mountains, what is he going to do?"

With a bang, the long sword was unsheathed, and a trace of resentment and resentment shot out of Zhang Weihao's eyes.

"I heard that I went to ......the Elephant Trunk Mountains to cultivate," the young man replied.

"To cultivate?" Zhang Weihao laughed, his laughter was full of coldness: "Going to the Elephant Trunk Mountain Range to cultivate, it is simply looking for death, there is Xiao Farewell in Qingyang Town, maybe I can't move you, but if you leave Qingyang Town, don't think about coming back." But I don't want to take it personally, tell this news to those guys in the Great Liang Dynasty, I don't believe it, they sit back and watch the forces of the Tianhe Sword Sect intervene! ”

"Please rest assured, Senior Brother Zhang, I will definitely reveal the news to those sects, and Uncle Tai will not die by then? If you dare to go against the Yuanjiang Sword Sect, you must prepare for the consciousness that you can't survive and not die. ”

The young man sneered, his eyes shining with excitement, and strode away.

"You Liang Dynasty know to sit and watch the tiger fight, why can't I, so many people gather in Qingyang Town, it's time to clear up. According to the agreement drawn up that year, if a deacon died, no one else could be sent for five years. Hum! Tianhe Sword Sect, you are meddling at this time, presumably it is this calculation, how can I let you get your wish! ”

After the young man left, Zhang Weihao touched the sword spike in his right hand, his eyes were sometimes cold, sometimes peaceful, sometimes arrogant, and he spoke softly.

He is not a wine bag and a rice bag, and after a short period of hatred, he has sobered up. Uncle Tai's strength is not bad, he can defeat him the day after tomorrow, if he wants to find the field again, he can't predict whether he can win, so he can only kill with a knife. With the arrival of Uncle Tai, the five major sects of the Great Liang Dynasty have not been damaged at all, but on their side, they have already lost one person.

He didn't know why he was sent to Qingyang Town, but before leaving, the elder's solemn words still appeared in his mind, "Always pay attention to the movement of the Elephant Trunk Mountain Range." He had been a deacon here for two years, but in the past two years, the Elephant Trunk Mountains had been as calm as water, and there was something unusual.

There was no movement at all.

But why should he pay attention to the movement of the Elephant Trunk Mountains?

Zhang Weihao's expression was uncertain.

Knotted roots, vines covered with green moss, intertwined, and the humidity of the yin tide spread in the air, and the silence was unusual.

Uncle Tai carried the twilight sword on his back, strolling inside, seemingly relaxed, but in fact, he had been vigilant, engrossed, and the ear power of his ears had mobilized to listen to the movements in all directions.

At this moment, he has gradually penetrated from the periphery of the Elephant Trunk Mountain Range, and the demon beasts have gradually increased, who knows what will happen. After thinking about it again and again, he brought Jinpeng over, and now it is hovering in the sky.

The connection between the heart and Jinpeng has always been maintained, no matter how far away it is, it can be clearly felt, and I can't help but sigh at the magic of the bronze ancient gate.

As for the package he had collected many secret books, he had dug a pit and buried it in a hidden place.

This trip he only brought some barbecue condiments, and was ready to spend some time in the Elephant Trunk Mountains.

He wants to improve his strength as soon as possible, who knows what kind of world the Bronze Ancient Gate will take him to when it opens.

Occasionally, the sound of the beast's roar faintly reached his ears. He resisted the urge to hunt and continued to move forward, he wanted to hunt demon beasts whose strength was similar to him or a realm higher than him.

As the saying goes, the poor are rich and martial.

Practicing martial arts is simply burning money, not to mention other aspects, but the supply of pills is already a large amount.

If you want to make rapid progress, or live happily than others, you just need silver, Uncle Tai has a father who is one of the seven main peaks in the Tianhe Sword Sect, and naturally he is not a poor ghost, even so, it is not enough for him to squander, and several senior brothers on Yuheng Peak need money to spend, and they have no property. He has been practicing penance all these years, rarely using Yu Hengfeng's money, and basically using the rights that the inner disciples should have.

Now that Uncle Tai has left the sect, he naturally can't enjoy these treatments, so he can only make money by himself. For the sake of today's plan, the demon beast limbs and herbs in the Elephant Trunk Mountain Range are exchanged for money, and it is still not possible to count on the business of the Sword Raising Hall.

Money is only secondary, he now needs the pressure between life and death to break through his strength.

In the middle of a wood.

"Judging from the breath, it should be a seven-fold demon beast the day after tomorrow, this big wild boar is interesting......"

Uncle Tai's heart moved, the big sword of smoke was unsheathed, and he raised his eyes to look at a huge black boar a few zhang away in front of him, the whole wild boar was imposing, and a faint black light flowed between the fur: "Judging from the condensation of the body shape and muscles of this wild boar, and the luster of the fur, the flesh is strong. And his fangs are so sharp that they can pierce a person's belly with a casual arch. Ordinary warriors may know its way, but unfortunately I can't! ”

The twilight sword rotated slightly, and the sword light flowed, emitting a dazzling light in the speckled sunlight.

The big wild boar suddenly narrowed his eyes, leaned forward, his limbs were pressed on the ground, the soft earth structure of the ground, the hoof prints were sunken, and a pair of cold eyes stared at Uncle Tai Burn, glowing with bloodthirsty light, the fangs were slightly raised, and the cold breath was revealed.

It whined suddenly, then raised the pig's head, and the hum became louder and louder, and finally like thunder, the big boar kicked the ground with its legs, and its body scurried, rushing over like a cannon stone, and the black shadow came in the blink of an eye, and the sharp fangs emitted a terrifying cold light in the air.

Uncle Tai's body moved suddenly, and it fluttered, like a gust of wind without a trace, floating to the dead corner of the big wild boar. The big boar pounced into the air, kicked back on the tree, and continued to pounce towards the uncle, and the sharp fangs continued to arch towards the uncle.

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, he really didn't expect the big boar to react so quickly, as if he had been tempered by a thousand times, knowing that he could dodge, so he was waiting for him in the next place.

"What if you react quickly, you can't catch the corners of my clothes at all, it's in vain, so let's try my sword control ability and see if there is any progress these days."

Uncle Tai's arm shook, a flash of blue light appeared, and the twilight sword stabbed at the big wild boar with an elegant trajectory, silently.

The big wild boar was suddenly startled, and hurriedly pressed down with the rough skin and thick flesh of the pig's trotters, but with a strange stroke of the big sword, he moved a few inches away, dodged the big wild boar, and slashed towards the neck of the wild boar.

The boar had no choice but to use its sharp teeth to arch towards the blade of the greatsword, trying to make the greatsword stop.

Uncle Tai chuckled, the big sword sank suddenly, and it went wrong, and then like an antelope hanging its horns, the sword light flashed, and it crossed the eyes of the big wild boar.

He won't be as stupid as he was when he first met a demon beast, this time he was looking for the vital parts, what was the vital point, these eyes were naturally the key point.

Cutting through without hindrance, this smooth feeling let him know that this sword was there.

With the wailing sound of the wild boar, blood splattered and his eyes turned red.