"No, I'm not following you. The man shook his head again and again, not admitting that he was following Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao said with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "You are a martial artist of the first acquaintance realm, just now when you were talking by the river, I felt the killing intent in your eyes, do you still want to pretend?"

"How can you tell?" The man finally paused, staring at Zhou Hao coldly.

He didn't expect such a young boy in front of him to have such eyesight.

Lu Jingchen asked him to kill Zhou Hao, he didn't care, even when he saw Zhou Hao, he didn't care.

But now, he found that Zhou Hao was a little different from what he imagined.

"First of all, the golden ropes tied to the dancing women on the river are not visible to ordinary people, only the spiritual power has reached level five or above, or has reached the peak of the first acquaintance realm, and some clues can be seen with physical eyesight. Zhou Hao analyzed in a cold voice.

The man was a little surprised and said, "Based on these, do you realize that I want to kill you?"

"No, when you speak to me, your hands are behind your back, your right hand is pinching your left hand, and your left hand is shaking all the time, which is a sign that you often kill people and can't bear it, and you are good at making knives with your left hand, and you are a lancet knife. Zhou Hao stared at him, his eyes calm and cold.

The man was very surprised, Zhou Hao's analysis was good, he was indeed good at killing people with his left hand, and the sharp weapon was a willow leaf thin knife.

"Die!"

The man suddenly pulled out a thin lancet from the belt around his waist and slashed it at Zhou Hao's neck.

It's a pity that his knife hasn't touched Zhou Hao yet, the long sword in Zhou Hao's hand, there is a flash of sword light on the sword, piercing the man's throat, and blood shoots far away from the back of his neck.

"I forgot to say, you were sent by Lu Jingchen to kill me. Zhou Hao put his sword into the sword bag, walked past the man who had not yet fallen, said in his ear, and then walked out of the alley, without looking at it, and walked away.

Killing someone, Zhou Hao's heart was a little nervous.

After all, he has grown so big, he has only killed beasts and demon beasts, and has never killed people.

I returned to the Chaoren Residence early, sat cross-legged on the bed and began to meditate and cultivate spiritual power.

He can't get through the meridians of the five rivers, and he doesn't practice the exercises, but the spiritual power is the power generated through the spiritual soul of people, condensed in the divine sea in the center of the eyebrows, Zhou Hao's divine sea has been opened when he was three years old, twelve years of cultivation, spiritual mental power has reached the ninth level, on the wall of his divine sea, there are dense words, these words are the contents of the books he has read, flashing with light.

The growth of his mental power has a lot to do with the fact that he has read too many books and memorized them.

In addition, the ninth-level spiritual power can manipulate some objects, such as flying stones, flying swords, flying leaves, etc., and the power is not too strong, at most it can interfere.

But he has seen it with his own eyes, but the spiritual power of the little uncle and ancestor can make the mountains collapse, thunder thousands of miles, and make the heavens and the earth lose color.

"Even if my Wujiang meridians really can't be opened, when I cultivate my spiritual power to level seventy or eighty, I won't believe it, I can't kill you......" said the young man's eyes flashed with a flame of hatred, even if many years had passed, he had never forgotten why he had spent thirteen years in the wild mountains?

In the past, Zhou Hao cultivated his spiritual power by reading books and meditating on his body.

Before leaving, the little uncle told him that in the future, he would visualize the spiritual power of spiritual power: Chaotian Sutra.

Zhou Hao took the Chaotian Sutra out of the stone ring, put it in front of him, closed his eyes and observed it with his spiritual power, and saw countless sword lights stabbing at him, which was exactly the same as the sword light that appeared on the Chaotian Sword when he pulled out the Chaotian Sword.

Soon, a look of pain appeared on his face.

After persisting for less than a minute, he was mentally traumatized, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

"The mental pressure on this stone book is so strong!" Zhou Hao took a deep breath and continued to try, his spirit was injured again, and he vomited more blood.

On the third occasion, he passed out directly.

......

Early the next morning.

The young man woke up leisurely, rubbed his temples, stretched his waist, got up to wash his face, and walked out of the Chaoren residence with his sword bag on his back.

"There are still more than a month before the day of enrollment of the Feather Saint Heavenly Sect, so we can't be late. ”

Walking out of the Chao Habitat, Zhou Hao thought in his heart that when he went down the mountain, the little uncle told him that he must be admitted to the Yusheng Heavenly Sect, and he must get something, which may be able to solve his problem of not being able to pass through the five rivers.

This is the answer that Uncle Xiao has been looking for for him for more than ten years.

Zhou Hao was puzzled, but he still listened to it and was admitted to the Yusheng Heavenly Sect first.

Walking out of Qingyuan City, Zhou Hao went all the way to the southeast.

Yusheng Tianzong is in the capital of the White Feather Dynasty, Baidu.

Qingyuan City is 30,000 miles away from Bai Du, so he doesn't have much time to play.

Ten miles away from Qingyuan City, Zhou Hao noticed that there were many footsteps in the woods, although they were still a little far away, but they couldn't escape his ears.

"This Lu Jingchen is really a dead eye, I have to try how good I am!" Zhou Hao shook his head speechlessly, ignored it, and continued to hurry.

Fifteen miles away from Qingyuan City, outside a deserted pavilion, Zhou Hao was stopped by eight black-clothed people in night clothes, who covered their faces, revealing only a pair of cruel and cold eyes.

"Lu Jingchen sent you?"

Zhou Hao stood in the middle of the eight people and looked around, and said calmly.

As the words fell, the eight men in black glanced at each other and did not speak.

Zhou Hao already knew the answer, and there was no need to ask again, so he said in a deep voice: "Do you do it first, or do I do it first?"

This question must be who will do it first and who will seize the opportunity first!

The eight black-clothed men didn't answer at all, they started directly, raised the long knives in their hands one after another, and slashed at Zhou Hao.

"Broken knives. ”

Zhou Hao's eyes didn't blink, his slender palm grabbed the hilt of the sword behind his back, and the long sword rotated around his body, colliding with the long knives of the eight men in black, making a crisp sound of tinkling and ding, and the long knives in the hands of the men in black were all cut off.

Hiss......

The faces of the eight black-clothed men instantly turned ugly, and then they burst out with the Yuan Force in their bodies, and the rolling Yuan Force rushed out of their bodies and rolled on the surface of their bodies, with great power.

Zhou Hao raised his eyebrows, his body shook suddenly, the ancient sword in his hand was like a streamer, a sword ended, the sword was inserted into the sword bag behind his back, he clapped his hands, and walked into the distance without care.

Poof, poof, poof......

As soon as the young man walked out of the encirclement of eight people, the Yuan Force on the eight black-clothed people shattered, and the blood on their necks spurted out wildly from the cracks in the tiny swords, and the eight people's eyes widened until they died.

"What a fast sword!"

One of the black-clothed people, whose Yuan Li was more powerful, condensed his fivefold courage, held his breath, and after the words fell, the person fell to the ground and died.

Puff, puff, puff......

There was a sound of falling down in his ears one after another, and the young man didn't look back, and walked away with his sword on his back.