One day and one night.

In the early morning, Wang Hao spit out turbid air in his mouth and opened his eyes.

In the eyes, there is a dazzling radiance.

In the dantian in Wang Hao's body, a ring of qi was condensed again, black and white blended, thick as a cloud, more rich and mellow than the previous three.

His cultivation ushered in a breakthrough and reached the small pole of the Qi Condensation Realm.

At this stage, it has four thousand catties and the power of eight bulls!

Moreover, Wang Hao could feel that after the baptism of the sword qi of the marrow washing, he had a mysterious and mysterious aura on his body, and his strength was stronger and purer than that of cultivators of the same level.

If you kill Wu Rulu again at this moment, I believe that this battle will be much easier.

As the cultivation broke through to the small pole of the Qi Condensation Realm, the realm of sword pool induction, the items with valuable words that appeared around him also expanded from a radius of thirty meters to fifty meters.

After finishing his cultivation, Wang Hao came to the courtyard.

I saw Wang Hao walking out, and between his steps, there seemed to be a trace of mysterious rhythm.

one-step

Another step......

As Wang Hao's steps continued to step out, behind him, phantoms gradually appeared, disillusioned and ethereal.

It is difficult to distinguish between reality and reality, and it is as ethereal as the wind.

This is a human-level high-level body technique that Wang Hao chose after exchanging the Wind and Thunder Sword Technique in the Hell Pavilion Library, the Secret Void Step.

A good body technique is an indispensable auxiliary skill in battle, even if Wang Hao's current main attack is swordsmanship, with the body technique, it can play a better effect.

A phantom,

Two phantoms,

Three Phantoms......

As far as the eye can see, the entire courtyard is full of Wang Hao's illusory figure.

The essence of the dark void step, with Wang Hao's steps, appeared, which was amazing.

Call!

After exhaling slightly, after secretly cultivating, Wang Hao sat down.

Place the iron sword horizontally on your lap.

In Wang Hao's mind, the Wind and Thunder Sword Technique emerged.

All kinds of mysterious, subtle, and vast.

Wind and thunder swordsmanship, each sword chapter is a sword, a total of nine swords. It is known as a sword, invincible at the same level, you can fight when you cross the rank, you can fight for life and death in the third order, and even if you cross the fourth order, you can also win a glimmer of life.

If you can cultivate to the end, the nine swords will come out together, and you can change the color of the heavens and the earth, sink the land of Kyushu, and even the stars will die.

Of course, these are still too far away for the current Wang Hao.

Wang Hao has used 100 ounces of resentment to complete the first sword chapter.

The first sword of the Wind and Thunder Sword Technique, named "Wind and Clouds".

Among the sword moves, there are nine variations.

A sword out, the wind and clouds change!

Wang Hao's mind was already immersed in swordsmanship.

I feel that I have come to the vast sea of clouds, standing in the rolling sea of clouds, the world is vast, and only a sword in my hand can cross the world.

The wind rises.

The sea of clouds rolls, setting off waves of turbulent waves, majestic and immense, making people feel humble.

Swish!

Wang Hao's right hand reached out and grasped the iron sword resting on his lap.

At this moment, the yard became no longer peaceful.

The wind blew......

Time passed.

In the blink of an eye, it's been another month.

In the past month, several major events have happened in Furi City one after another. Wang Yangke fell into the wilderness, and Wang Hao, the only single-vein heir of the Wang family, disappeared mysteriously and his whereabouts are unknown. One day, someone found the body of "Wang Hao" in the wilderness, which had been eaten beyond recognition by wild beasts, and the flesh and blood were blurred, which was unbearable.

Nie Baishan was furious, and the whole city investigated thoroughly, and finally confirmed that it was a group of thieves who saw the wealth and met the lonely "Wang Hao" and brutally killed him.

On the day the crime was proven, all the thieves were killed, and none of them were left behind, and they received the punishment they deserved.

In grief, Nie Baishan announced that he would take over the Wang family, and he also changed from the acting city lord to the real city lord of Furi City.

With Nie Baishan's ascension, the Wang family, and even the City Lord's Mansion, also ushered in a purge. Some people are rising, some people are being suppressed by seizing power, Nie Baishan is realizing his ambitions step by step and stabilizing his position, until one day, this family becomes surnamed Nie, and the foundation of Furi City will also be controlled by him Nie Baishan.

It is only at this moment that many things gradually surface.

The Wang family's internal and external difficulties are more like bombs planted by some people, and when Nie Baishan ascends to the throne, many people from the Wang family find out that they don't have much capital to oppose and contend at all, so they can only watch the people of Nie Baishan's family take power.

At the same time, there is one thing that has become a hot topic of discussion recently.

Lou Wanshu, one of the four Qing celebrities, announced that he recognized Nie Baishan as his father-in-law.

Lou Wanshu wants to rely on the big tree of the City Lord's Mansion, while Nie Baishan wants to use Lou Wanshu's influence as a celebrant to win over people's hearts and gather more people under his command.

These two people really hit it off, and they each took what they needed.

And behind all these things.

In Furi City, a killer codenamed "Han Feng" is quietly rising.

South of the city.

Zhang Tu, who was in a strong figure, sat on a chair, held a wine bottle, grabbed the dried meat on the desk with one hand, stuffed it into his mouth, ate the meat, and drank the wine. The drink trickled down his bare chest, a mess of extravagance.

Staring at it, the wine in the bottle was thick and blood-red, and this Zhang Tu was not drinking wine at all, but human blood!

At his feet, there was a ragged girl kneeling, like a sad dog, who was trampled on her back by Zhang Tu, trembling, and her tears seemed to have dried up, with a sad and numb face.

"Zhang Tu, you bastard! You are so cruel and ferocious, you are careless of human life, good and evil are rewarded, you must not die well!"

A hoarse roar rang out in the hall.

Below the hall, a man in a green shirt was pushed to the ground, struggling frantically, and yelled at Zhang Tu.

Zhang Tu shook the blood in the bottle, looked at the man in the green shirt, and grinned: "I don't know what to lift, uncle, I have taken a fancy to your daughter, this is the blessing of your whole family." Do you want to take advantage of my lack of attention and quietly move away from Furi City? Can you escape? Do you have to force me to drink the blood of your family, and your daughter must not moan and wail at the feet of Lao Tzu?"

"You let my daughter go!" the man in the green shirt roared as he gritted his teeth.

But what's the use?

Zhang Tu reached out with one hand, pinched the girl's cheek, lifted her body up, looked at the man in green shirt, and said with a cruel smile: "Old thing, today, I will do your daughter in front of you." Hehe, how about giving you a feast for your eyes too?"

This Zhang Tu actually wanted to rape his daughter in front of a father, how mad!

"Don't ......," the man in the green shirt looked desperate.

Zhang Tu had already torn the girl's robe.

Crunch.

At this moment, the door of the hall was suddenly pushed open, and a young man wearing a silver mask and carrying an iron sword walked in as if no one was around.

Everyone in the hall couldn't help but be stunned.

"What person?" Zhang Tu shouted in a deep voice.

The young man stopped, took out a piece of paper from his arms, looked at Zhang Tu, and then looked at the paper, as if he was comparing, and whispered in his mouth: "Zhang Tu, male, 45 years old, cultivated to the extreme position in the condensation realm, domineering, violent temperament, forcible robbery, so that the neighbors dare not speak out, and even slaughtered people, and was called a butcher by others......"

"That's you. ”

The young man looked up at Zhang Tu, stretched out his hand to hold the iron sword behind his back, and said indifferently: "Wipe your neck clean and prepare to die." ”

Zhang Tu's eyes suddenly condensed, and he said coldly: "You are the killer who only appeared recently, what is your name...... Front?"

"Han Feng. Wang Hao spit lightly.

"Why, after killing a few people, you think you're amazing?" Zhang Tu slowly stood up, his expression cold and gloomy, "Today, I'll let you have no return." ”

"Kill him!"

With Zhang Tu's loud shout, in the hall, several slaves pounced on Wang Hao like jackals, tigers and leopards.

Wang Hao pulled out his iron sword.

A sword stabbed out.

Blood splattered, and a slave screamed and wailed.

"Death!" Zhang Tu stretched out his hand to lift a blood-colored chopping knife, stepped on the ground with a bang, jumped up suddenly, raised the chopping knife with both hands, and slashed down at Wang Hao.

Wang Hao greeted him with a sword.

The sound of the hunting wind made the surrounding breath become frenzied.

Swords collide.

Splash of fire!

The iron sword smeared the blood-colored slasher, bursting into a dazzling fire, and bursts of fine iron dust flew up.

"Ahh

The sword qi is approaching.

Zhang Tu was not allowed to have a chance to breathe, and Wang Hao's iron sword had been killed again.

Blood was spilled all over the ground.

......

A few moments later.

Calm returned to the hall.

Jianchi received a negative grievance from Zhang Tu +100.

Zhang Tu's eyes widened, his pupils dilated, and he sat on the ground, and at the neck of his neck, blood was like a bubbling stream, gushing out from the cut sword marks.

"Counting this, how many people are there this month?"

"Good people don't live long, wicked people can't die, in this world, wicked people really can't be killed!"

Shaking his head and whispering, Wang Hao cut off Zhang Tu's head, wrapped it in a cloth, and walked out.

"Thank you so much, ...... Gong"

Behind him, the man in the green shirt pulled the girl to her knees, and kept kowtowing to thank her, grateful.

On Wang Hao's killer bronze medal, the score has reached 20 cuts.