The path of martial arts cultivation can be divided into two kinds.

Mortal martial arts, outside the muscles and bones skin, inside the breath, through the muscles and bones, stimulate the inherent origin of the human body, internalize the deposition, and concurrently practice martial arts, the world is called martial arts.

However, true martial arts cultivation is to guide the most primordial aura between heaven and earth to refine the physical body, gradually change one's own physique, break away from the mortal womb of the physical body, and obtain an immortal body.

Today, Feng Liluo realized that Yu Haoming was also a cultivator.

She was already standing here when the night thorn began. In this hidden corner, she witnessed the death of thousands of people, and saw that mortal warrior who was obviously like an ant could exert such a powerful power.

Ask yourself, if Feng Liluo had never practiced, she would not have been able to block twelve rounds of thousand feather arrows and cut off the heads of these thousands of people with her own strength. Under her calculations, the best result was only to block eight rounds of arrows with a thousand feathers, and then be pierced into a sieve by the arrows in the sky, kill hundreds of people with the last obsession, and fall to the ground and die.

If she was next to the carriage tonight, I am afraid that this encounter would be a hundred times more tragic, and she would never be able to be so calm...

Die calmly!

For some reason, Feng Liluo felt that this coachman was indeed calmly dying. Maybe he had already calculated this moment and had been planning for this moment for a long time. After years of hard training, the muscles and internal strength can just kill thousands of people, and then die of exhaustion. Not more than a point, not less than a point, just right!

No, no, a coachman, can have such a plan? A man who is bent on revenge is willing to calmly die before he can cut off the head of the enemy himself!

I'm afraid that the one who really plotted all this is him-Yu Haoming!

Feng Liluo looked at the middle-aged man in the middle of the street, and for the first time felt the unfathomable and scheming of the other party.

He had already reached this point, and, from a long, long time ago, he had planned to take this path!

This made Feng Liluo feel a little cold, and those people in the small building also felt a little cold.

The fact that Yu Haoming was a cultivator was a big deal in the Vermilion Bird Kingdom, and this big event made them have to reconsider their next actions.

"Alas!"

I don't know who started it, the people on the small building retreated one after another, some sighed, some shook their heads, some looked left and right, and more disappeared silently in the unknown darkness.

The son of the Jun family also left, but he neither sighed nor looked. He just saw a pair of bright eyes in the opposite corner. The owner of these eyes is her.

He was going to go to her.

There are a lot of people tonight, and it's a lot of miscellaneous, so no one will notice the two small trash fish.

They will have some time to themselves.

This is very conducive to cultivating feelings, Jun Moyi smiled, and disappeared into the darkness somewhere.

"Even he's gone!"

Some people choose to leave, and some people naturally choose to stay.

The originally crowded building was suddenly a little lonely, and the cold wind whirred from the window hole somewhere.

One of the red clothes was a little angry: "It's all cowardly things!"

The woman next to him gave him a blank look, and he glared back.

But he soon quieted down, as the man beside him who cared about him moved.

The man looked to his side.

There was an old man beside him.

Hongyi was startled, he had been standing here for so long, and he didn't realize that there was actually someone beside him.

The man in brocade clothes bowed respectfully to the dusty old man.

The man didn't speak, but the old man understood what he meant.

He was asking what he meant, and even more so what he meant by the one in the Vermilion Bird Imperial City!

"Hmph!" the old man had always been unaccustomed to looking at the young man in front of him, and his attitude was also cold.

Hongyi felt very angry, the other party obviously knew the identity of the eldest prince, and he dared to be so disrespectful!

Hongyi is not a reckless man, he will not fight without a word, he just glanced at the other party, with some dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Hongyi felt that his eyes were suddenly covered with dust.

An old man who must report his flaws. Hongyi wanted to jump to his feet angrily, but he didn't dare to make any moves, because he sensed that the other party was a very powerful cultivator.

This is not a cultivator he can deal with.

Moreover, he didn't give himself a chance to confront him.

The old man, disappeared into the lonely wind...

......

The streets that were originally empty were not empty, because the roads were full of dead people.

But in the open distance, Feng Liluo saw an old man.

An old man with a stiff body and coarse linen clothes.

The old man took a worn-out broom and slowly swept the ground one at a time.

He didn't seem to see the blood on the ground, nor the corpse that was separated from the head and body, so he walked from a distance.

This man is not blind!

Just when Feng Liluo thought that there was another corpse on the ground, Feng Liluo suddenly couldn't see the old man clearly.

Foggy?

No, it's not fog!

Feng Li twisted the particles floating in the air, this is, dust?

What is interesting is that this dust is mixed with a very familiar but unfamiliar aura, which feels like a pure heaven and earth aura mixed with endless dust.

Feng Liluo looked into the middle of the street, where there was nothing to be seen, except for a gray egg and a mediocre broom.

The red-clothed woman on the small building and the beautiful woman in the country and the city couldn't see anything, but they had a big prince, so they saw those lines that others couldn't easily see.

The eldest prince saw those lines, and he also saw the people around those lines, and naturally he also saw Feng Liluo, but he hesitated, and when he looked at it again, there was no chance for him to appear.

"Jun Moyi!" A hand was lightly placed on her shoulder, and the warm body temperature caught her off guard: "Why are you here!" Feng Liluo was puzzled.

"Shhhhhh

Before Feng Liluo could stop him, he noticed the difference.

Her eyes seemed to be covered with something, which made her see the man in front of her clearly for the first time. It was a gentle white mass, haunting this jade-like gentleman, like an immortal.

Feng Liluo was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized that the man next to him was very strong!

Jun Moyi is also a cultivator, and he completely forgot about it!

Although he looked weak, he was indeed a cultivator. And, stronger than her!

This made Feng Liluo's mood very bad, but Jun Moyi's mood was very good.

He hoped that they could learn a little more, stand together, and read all the great events in the world.

It was his wish, and now, he needed to teach her more!

"Look!"

In that space, there are countless invisible threads in the space made of countless dust, which can only be glimpsed when these dust are moving rapidly.

And those invisible threads, at this moment, are tied around Yu Haoming's body one by one, no more, no less, no more at a position of one meter, looking as if they have become a circle within a circle, or an egg yolk in an egg.

Although the idea was funny, Feng Liluo didn't laugh. She felt that those threads were not really like "threads", they were not parallel silk threads, they were miscellaneous, and they seemed to be irregular, but they all seemed to come from one place!

Feng Liluo followed these clues and looked over. She looked beyond the gray eggshell to the void.

What is that!

That's, a huge broomstick!

Feng Liluo finally understood why those "lines" didn't look like "lines" at all, because they were the branches of a broom, and this broom was the ordinary broom in the old man's hand!

"Oh my God, what is this!" Feng Liluo had never seen such a powerful cultivator, nor had he ever seen such a fantastic way of fighting, and he couldn't help but mutter!

"Martial arts!" a warm voice came from his side, "Martial arts cultivators, you can practice martial arts by practicing qi." Based on the aura absorbed by itself, thousands of changes are skills!

Martial arts!Martial cultivation!Then she can also practice such skills!Feng Liluo felt that her mouth was a little dry, and her eyes hidden in the dark night were even brighter!

At this moment, Feng Liluo saw that the broom in the eggshell moved, and the broom in the sky also moved, and this huge broom was going to sweep Yu Haoming away from this world like a speck of dust, turning it into one of the thousands of dusts!