For a whole day, Shattered Leaf City was spreading the deeds of Hong Yuan.

The explorers who were lucky enough to get out of the underground tomb alive were full of gratitude to Hong Yuan, and many of them not only gave rich gifts, but also went to the Ye family compound to thank Hong Yuan in person. It's a pity that no one saw Hong Yuan, and all of them were sent away by Donford with an excuse.

Ye Rou knew that Hong Yuan was in the ranch outside the city, so she rushed to the ranch early in the morning, and saw Hong Yuan sitting cross-legged on the ground without moving, thinking that he was healing and didn't dare to disturb, so she left a basket of pastries made by herself and turned away.

Liu Ziqian also came, hurried and worried, as if she had something on her mind. Seeing Hong Yuan sitting cross-legged without distractions, he also didn't dare to disturb, and left a letter for Yan Quanming, instructing the latter to hand it over to Hong Yuan before dark, so he left in a hurry. He came and went with a veil and a large hat on his head, as if he was afraid of being seen by others.

However, although she tried her best to hide her identity, the identity of the eldest lady of the Liu family was still recognized by Yan Quanming.

"This eldest lady of the Liu family is so flustered, what is the matter with looking for Hong Yuan?"

Yan Quanming muttered in his heart, he didn't reveal Liu Ziqian's identity in person, but after the latter left, he walked to a corner, quietly opened the autograph letter left by Liu Ziqian, and his face changed greatly after a glance, and he hurriedly walked to Hong Yuan's door, raised his hands to knock on the door, and suddenly stopped, his face was cloudy. After hesitating for a long time, he took the letter and turned to leave.

In the room, Hong Yuan remained motionless, concentrating on cultivation without distractions, and the mana in his body hit the bottleneck again and again.

With his efforts, the Xia Yuan Palace is getting bigger and bigger, and it can accommodate more Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and the Yuan Shen on all sides and arms has also increased significantly, but it has been unable to break through to the peak of the Spirit Body Realm. After being interrupted by Yan Quanming early in the morning, I could no longer find the feeling of breaking through. Cultivation is sometimes like this, you need a state, and if the state is gone, it is useless to work hard.

Before you know it, the day has passed, and night has covered the land.

Lin An and the other small servants left one after another, and the ranch was quiet, and a round of crescent moon hung in the sky, piercing the clouds and splashing the hazy moonlight.

Meow!

A cat meow, sounded suddenly, the voice was short and powerful, and it was heard far away through the night sky, it was the alarm from the big fat cat. An inexplicable danger came from afar from the direction of Shattered Leaf City.

Hong Yuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground meditating, suddenly opened his eyes.

Even without the reminder of the big fat cat, he sensed the danger coming from afar. Sensing it carefully, I felt a powerful breath, leaned slightly, and even heard footsteps.

Master!

At least he is the pinnacle of the Divine Soul Realm, and even a great master of the Four Directions Realm who has opened the treasures of the Four Directions!

Hong Yuan's face was moved, and he quickly sensed that the fluctuation of the comer's strength was extraordinary, and he felt a cold murderous aura. Obviously, the comer is not good. This man was not fast, or even a little slow, and walked from the wasteland step by step.

The wilderness was dangerous, especially at night, and ordinary cultivators didn't dare to go out of the city easily.

At this time, those who dare to walk alone in the wilderness are usually masters, and those who walk so slowly and so fully are even more masters among masters!

Hong Yuan's face was cold, and he slowly retracted.

Sooner or later, he would come, and after rejecting the second master's reward, he knew that it would not be peaceful. With the urine nature of Donald Dog, he will definitely not stop.

The big fat cat gave another alarm and arched itself.

In the morning, Yan Quanming walked to the ranch, and it only then did it croak a few times lazily. Now, when the person was still more than a thousand meters away, it called the police one after another, and seemed to be even more nervous than Hong Yuan. The huge army of war pets moved again, ready to go, the vampire bats hanging upside down under the eaves spread their wings slightly, and the tomb knife scorpions raised their tails one after another.

However, this time, Hong Yuan did not stand idly by, and walked out of the room with a vampire scythe on his back, to see who the uninvited guest was.

Under the moonlight, an old man in a gray robe was walking step by step.

This man is very old, and the wrinkles on his face can be seen from afar, which are as clear as ditches, telling the vicissitudes of time.

The old man was dressed very ordinary, with a pair of flat cloth shoes and a thin gray linen robe, looking like an ordinary old man from the countryside from a distance. The only thing that caught the eye was a long sword on his back. Compared to ordinary swords, this sword is almost a long length, almost as long as a vampire scythe.

Hong Yuan carefully looked at the long sword on the old man's back, and then, his gaze moved down, landing on the old man's hands, and suddenly his pupils constricted.

The old man's left hand was very ordinary, but the odd one was his right hand, which was more than twice as large as his left hand. Five fingers, each as thick as a carrot, are covered in calluses.

"Even if you start practicing swords just after birth, how many years will it take to practice your hands like this?"

"This old man is definitely a master of swordsmanship, who is he?"

Hong Yuan's heart shook, knowing that an extremely powerful master had come, and the heavy pressure came to his face.

The gray-robed old man also saw Hong Yuan, stopped outside the ranch gate, and looked at Hong Yuan through the iron fence. I didn't see any anger on his face, on the contrary, it was as calm as water, but the murderous aura rippling in the air became stronger and stronger. Normally, only a truly murderous top-notch master or super-first-class assassin would be so calm before he made a move.

Hong Yuan's face became solemn again, and the pressure became heavier and heavier.

Both of them were silent, looking at each other through the iron fence.

After a long time, the gray-robed old man broke the silence, and his voice was old, "Young man, you ...... , is Hong Yuan, who is known as the first person in Broken Leaf City, Torrent Floating Slaughter?"

"Don't dare to be, I'm just a little person who has just stepped into the threshold of cultivation. Hong Yuan replied.

During the day, when he was sitting in his room and cultivating, he heard Yan Quanming and the others quietly discussing, knowing that people had given him a nickname. The title of the first person in Shattered Leaf City is not interesting, and he has never been interested in these false names Hong Yuan, but he likes the title of Torrent Floating Slaughter. The monstrous army of war pets, coupled with the Buddha Gate King Kong Floating Massacre with thousands of hands and thousands of faces, is just his own pursuit and portrayal.

"No, you already have that qualification. At least among the young generation of Shattered Leaf City, there is no one as good as you, and in the next hundred years, there will be no second flood abyss. At a young age, he can block hundreds of dragon-blooded warriors on his own, and the title of the first person in Shattered Leaf City is worthy of his name. The gray-robed old man looked Hong Yuan up and down, as if he admired it, and then his tone changed, "Young man, you are indeed very good, and you are worthy of this treasure knife on your back. However, the black chan wood is not an ownerless thing, can it be returned to the old man now?"

"Ebony wood?"

Hong Yuan was a little surprised, he didn't expect that this gray-robed old man actually came for Wu Chanmu, but he quickly reacted, "Are you from the Liu family?"

"The old man's surname is Liu, the word is Chuanfeng, and he once taught Liu a few tricks. The gray-robed old man replied.

"Liu Chuanfeng?"

Hong Yuan muttered, and his heart was shocked, and he suddenly remembered a person, the Liu family's Chuan Gong Elder who was specially responsible for teaching the magic power of the exercises! Feng Chuan, after Liu Yidao was defeated by Ye Mantang's knife in the past, the reason why he made a comeback and rose strongly was that he secretly worshipped Liu Chuanfeng, the elder of the Gong Chuan, as a teacher, and learned the latter's one-and-a-half moves.

The apprentices are so powerful, Liu Chuanfeng, the master, still has it?

Also, this time he suddenly came uninvited, was it really as simple as just coming to ask for Wu Chanmu? Liu Yidao died under his own knife, how could this old man be indifferent?

Hong Yuan's face changed color, and he felt that the coercion in the air suddenly rose, like an invisible mountain pressing down.