The northeast of Jinqiao is the west of the Douting Pavilion, and it is fascinating to be poetic here.

Meiyue was born in the late goddess Pu, and her face was in the spring and her face was in the middle of the house.

The willow silk curls out in the wind, and the grass wisps are cut in the rain.

The report was preceded by less shouting, and the frightened yellow bird did not cry.

Walking and walking, Yuan Hao has unconsciously come to the most prosperous Tianjin Bridge generation in Luoyang.

Under the sun, people and cars come and go on the Tianjin Bridge, and boats shuttle back and forth in the Luoshui flowing under the bridge, a prosperous scene of a big city with land and water.

Witnessing such a prosperous scene, Yuan Hao's heart was very calm. His eyes wandered outward from the white slate in front of him, and he noticed the weather of the Royal Street: Luoshui flowed a thousand steps out on the left, and the Tianjin Bridge with the weather of Tianhanjin Liang crossed it, connecting the first street of Luoyang, which is up to 100 steps wide and more than eight miles long, and lined with trees on both sides.

The Luoshui under the sunlight shines brightly, and passenger and cargo ships come and go endlessly.

"Hey...... How long can this prosperity last?" Yuan Hao sighed and shook his head slightly, and took a step, but he unexpectedly left such a prosperous place and turned to the alley outside the Heavenly Street.

The alleys are winding and secluded. Yuan Hao only walked nearly a hundred steps, and he could no longer hear the noise from the top of the Heavenly Street.

At this time, he stopped abruptly, and a trace of concentration flashed between his calm faces.

In the shadows, no more than six feet wide, with walls two feet high on the left and right, a figure stood silently. Yuan Hao looked at it intently, and saw that the person was a tall, thin, middle-aged man dressed as a scholar.

This person has a white face and beard, looks chic and handsome, full of the charm of a mature man, if there is a lightning flash between the opening and closing of his eyes, and he stands proudly with his hands, quite a kind of romantic and arrogant taste.

"People from the Yin Sect?" Yuan Hao frowned slightly from a distance of five zhang.

"Don't live up to it below, add an elder of the Yin Sect......" The middle-aged scribe with a dashing posture introduced himself softly.

"Why didn't Zhu Yuyan come in person? Is she afraid of me?" Yuan Hao raised his eyebrows in confusion, and then said to himself without waiting for an answer: "Could it be that last night's sword made her half of her body fail?"

"Boy, don't let go of the power of your tongue. To deal with you, where do we need our sect initiative? To solve you, I only need me. Bian Buyi said coldly. He saw Yuan Hao's youth, and instinctively thought that Yuan Hao's ability was just like that, and he suddenly had the idea of underestimating it in his heart.

"Really?" Yuan Hao raised his eyebrows, and a yellow-orange copper stick appeared in his hand.

He shouted, and the brass rod was raised, raised above his head, and turned into a yellow ray, and slashed towards the side.

This stick brought the roar of hunting, and the air in front of the stick was discharged, making people feel the fierce power.

Seeing that Yuan Hao's stick was coming sharply, he was not afraid. He collected his mind and waved his right hand freely.

"Huh!"

The sleeves of his wide robe slipped down, revealing his right hand clasping a round iron ring about a foot and a half in diameter, shining silver. His steps were light, the rings danced lightly, and the silver rings between his hands and feet shone with a faint silver light, completely sealing the attack line of the bronze rod.

"Does he want me to have a hard fight with him?" Yuan Hao immediately guessed the meaning of Bian Wei's move, but he was not afraid but used his old stick and greeted him directly.

"Dang!"

The knives struck each other, and brilliant sparks exploded in the shadows, and at the same time, the sound of this jolt sounded.

In such a crisp roar, a trace of flush flashed on Bian Bu's face, and he immediately took three steps back in shock, staring at Yuan Hao in disbelief.

"You ......" Bian Buying's eyes widened, and he pressed for a long time, but he didn't endure it after all. He opened his mouth, and with a "wow" spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Although it seemed to be just a simple tentative blow, Bian Wei's actions were by no means as contemptuous as he was for Yuan Hao on the surface.

Under one blow, he has already used his peerless "Demon Heart Chain".

This is a stunt that Bian has always been proud of, and it is also the path he chose to gain a foothold when he stepped into the realm of a grandmaster.

The exercises of the Demon Gate focus on "harming others and benefiting oneself", and the path of not taking it is no exception. His "Demon Heart Chain" is second only to Zhu Yuyan and Wan Wan's "Heavenly Demon Dafa" in the evaluation of the Demon Gate.

It's just that no matter how much you use your strength, there is a limit to the strength it can bear. Within this limit, you can turn around thousands of times, like a fish in water, but outside this limit, what will it be like to drop ten with one force, and you will not bear to use your body to experience it solidly.

Crush!

Thoroughly crushed!

Before he could react to his consciousness, Bian Buyi only felt an irresistible vigorous attack, and his whole person staggered back under the huge force, and the meridians of his hands were as painful as if they were burned by fire.

This is a sign of an all-round downside.

As a grandmaster-level master, Bian Bu has his own calculations in his heart: "At that moment just now, the power that came from his stick was not afraid of ten thousand catties." ”

He looked at the cracked and bloody tiger's mouth in shock, felt the hot pain coming from the meridians of his arms, and couldn't help but feel a little panic in his heart.

"It's not an easy guy to deal with. At least in terms of strength......" Bian lived up to his thoughts.

Do you want to give up?

If you can't beat it, you will give up, which is a very common practice in the Demon Gate.

However, Bian Bu felt that he could save it.

He retreated abruptly, kicking his legs on the walls on both sides of the alley like the wind and borrowing his strength, and then attacked Yuan Hao like a sharp arrow.

Yuan Hao snorted lightly, and the long stick in his hand trembled out like a spear and halberd. The orange stick shook off six or seven flowers in an instant, and suddenly enveloped the path of forward for the side.

With force against force, be sure to let the side live up to and fight hard with yourself.

This is obviously Yuan Hao's current strategy.

For his own advantages, Yuan Hao understands very well. He knew that with this bronze rod in his hand, no one could withstand a blow from him head-on.

The copper rod was originally part of the so-called Innate Treasure, and its material determined its weight. This weight tends to zero for oneself, but it is terrifying for one's enemies.

Now, with the growth of his own strength, he has unlocked the third prohibition of this copper stick. At this point, the overall weight of the copper stick has reached the point of 8,000 catties - 8,000 catties of heavy weapons, plus the blessing of Yuan Hao's own strength of nearly 2,000 catties, this stick naturally has a strength of nearly 10,000 catties when wielded.

Under such a force, Bian Buyi was naturally crushed - Yuan Hao understood this, and naturally wanted to continue to crush.

However, he wanted to do this, but Bian did not want to do so.

He knew that he couldn't fight hard with Yuan Hao, so naturally he wouldn't bump into his head and break the bloodstream.

This blow looked menacing, and it seemed that he had volatilized his own twelve points of strength, but in fact, he hit twelve points of strength, but he himself contained twenty points of residual strength.

Seeing that his path ahead was completely sealed, Bian Bu took a deep breath, his body shifted three feet, and his shoulders leaned heavily against the wall, while shaking the two-foot-thick brick wall into cobwebs, his body also gained a bit of strength to make him change his direction.

He stepped on the wall with his strength, and fell lightly in front of Yuan Hao, invading the three feet around him. At that moment, he made a clear sound, a pair of silver rings in his hands, and danced out of the silver shadow in the sky, fighting fast and fast, and the trick could not leave Yuan Hao's vital point.

The copper stick in Yuan Hao's hand is about nine feet long, which is considered a long soldier, and in Bian Buying's opinion, he is the most afraid of close attacks. Therefore, the side is to use his strengths and fight Yuan Hao's shortcomings. You must know that the silver ring in his hand is a proper short soldier.

One inch long, one inch strong, one inch short, one inch dangerous!

The so-called weapons have their best offensive and defensive ranges, but this move is to exert their own strength at a distance that Yuan Hao is not suitable for.

I have to say that Bian Buying's offensive is indeed greater than Yuan Hao's expectations. Such a stormy attack caught Yuan Hao somewhat off guard.

For a while, Yuan Hao was in a hurry. Although he relied on his own eyesight and quick hands to withstand the attack of the side, he still deserved it, but what demeanor and temperament were all gone at this moment.

At this moment, Yuan Hao completely understood the gap between his martial arts masters. Although he is also a strong man at the grandmaster level, he is still too inferior when it comes to fighting to the death. I may be able to be regarded as a giant in theoretical research and a dwarf in practical action.

"That's it...... But it can't work!" Yuan Hao was secretly angry in his heart, but the movements in his hands did not stop.

Against Bian Buying, he was still secretly happy in his heart.

Because he found the gap between Bian Bucheng and himself.

“...... In addition to the response and experience, Bian Buzhan is a little worse than me. If I used my telekinesis and a flying sword, I could easily kill him, but it seemed that his death would be too worthless. At the very least, I'll have to drain him of oil and water before he dies. Yuan Hao thought in his heart, the strength in his hand was weaker and continued, and he could maintain a level that could deal with Bian Buying, and use the duel with Bian Buying to stimulate his potential.

He relaxed, weakened, and had a lot of trouble in a few hits in a row. Feeling the cold rings sweeping around him, he had a lot of goosebumps on the surface, but he was fully aware of the excitement of dancing on the blade.

It's almost the feeling of dancing with the Grim Reaper. Yuan Hao is playing with a heartbeat, but he condenses his spirit and spirit together in every gesture.

"Whew......" The silver steel ring slashed towards his head from left to right.

He sank abruptly. The steel ring floated less than a finger above his head.

The eerie coolness blew by, and he didn't know if the hair on his head was broken, but he really understood that the ring that didn't bear the edge would definitely turn into a circle quickly after this cross-cut and form the next wave of offensive.

"Demonic Heart...... Everywhere is round, and the side does not live up to this kung fu, which really has a bit of Tai Chi meaning. At this moment in the battle, Yuan Hao has gradually adapted to Bian Buying's attacks, although he has repeatedly converged his skills, but the growth of experience and the deepening of his understanding of the Demon Heart Chain's kung fu have made it easier for him to deal with Bian Buying.

"Almost!" Yuan Hao snorted.

The move in his hand changed suddenly, but while the steps under his feet were backwards, he rubbed his palms into a sword, and stabbed straight to the center point of the strongest ring momentum.

"Boom!"

The palms and rings touched, and the strength was vigorous, and the surrounding shadow in the sky dissipated without a trace at this time.

Yuan Hao used all his strength, and the strength of two thousand catties swung with all his strength, and he stiffly split the side back three feet.

For this blow, he didn't use the bonus of the copper rod at all, relying on his own ability.

"Not good!"

The distance between the two sides widened up, which made Bian live up to his heart. He knew that he would never be able to take Yuan Hao again, so he immediately had the idea of leaving quickly.

With the residual strength that Yuan Hao sent to him, he rose into the air and was about to run into the depths of the alley.

However, Yuan Hao had already seen through his thoughts, how could he let Bian Bu escape so easily?

In fact, after discovering that the person sent by Yin Hui to deal with him was Bian Buying, a scumbag who didn't even plan to let go of his own daughter, Yuan Hao had a murderous heart for him in his heart.

This is not only because of the disgust of the side to live up to its own behavior, but also out of consideration for its own layout in Datang.

When he found that Bian Buyi was leaning back, Yuan Hao waved his hand, and a silver dagger suddenly appeared in the air, with a sharp whistling from the back of Bian Buying, and "Whew!" appeared in front of Bian Buying.

"What?" The dagger that suddenly appeared made Bian stop in surprise.

He remembered Zhu Yuyan's advice, and remembered what he dismissed as a fantasy.

"Original...... Is this all true?" said Bian Bu smiled bitterly.

However, a mere dagger couldn't do anything to him, and with a shake of his shoulder, he tried to bypass Yuan Hao's "flying sword".

However, more "flying swords" shuttled in and stabbed him from the front.

Bian Buying's movements are very fast, and his body is like the wind, but no matter how fast he is, he can't be as fast as Yuan Hao's "flying sword".

As the number of sharp gadgets in front of him increased to five, he had to turn around.

Fighting against the flying sword in front of him, he would rather go to Yuan Hao's fists and kicks on the other side.

So, he turned around and pounced, trying to break through Yuan Hao's side.

But now Yuan Hao has seen through his reality and his own strength is above him, and he has the idea of killing him in his heart, how can he be willing to let him go.

At the moment when the two bodies were staggered, Yuan Hao rose into the air, the copper stick in his hand was pinned behind him, and his left hand became a knife and slashed out thirteen slashes in a row. The knives are all slashed at the same point where the side does not bear the steel ring.

The scorching true qi burst out, although it did not reach the point of melting gold with bare hands, but it also softened and split the steel ring in Bian Bu's hand.

The powerful sword qi thus attacked Bian Buyi's body, and directly beat Bian Buyi to the point of blood spurting wildly and staggering backwards.

He couldn't care about his injuries anymore. He was in a hurry, and he just wanted to run as far away as possible.

But Yuan Hao always refused to let him go.

Light Gong is Yuan Hao's biggest weakness, since he practiced martial arts, Yuan Hao has never gotten a good light body exercise. But the poor performance of light work does not mean that he has no way to take the side.

In fact, after experiencing such a change this morning, Yuan Hao's spiritual power has also improved, and now he can completely wrap his body and fly extremely fast with all his mental power.

The side is not in a hurry, and Yuan Hao is in the void and follows the wind. He chased after Bian Buyi all the way, and the fist in his hand was uncontrollably smashed towards Bian Buying.

This general tail attack is to beat the side to the end. Under the head of the mouse, Bian did not live up to the so-called demeanor and temperament.

Yuan Hao is very yin, especially when he is targeting such a birdman as Bian Buying, the bad taste in his heart attacks. A punch here, a palm there, a grab from above, a kick from below, and the continuous attacks are either towards Bian Bu's head, or towards Bian Buying's lower three roads.

Bian Buyi also wanted to resist, but Yuan Hao's movements were a little faster than him. Before he could resist the parry, Yuan Hao's fists and kicks had already landed on him.

Fight all the way, and I don't live up to being bullied enough.

His hair was in a bun, his hair fell down and covered his face, and a few pinches in the middle were plucked clean by Yuan Hao.

His face was swollen, his nose, cheeks, and his eyes were ...... There are traces of black green everywhere.

His clothes were torn, his outer shirt and underwear had turned into strips of cloth, especially the places that covered the man's vital points, and a big hole was exposed.

While walking forward, the people are still running fast, but the birds on the lower body are also cool and windy.

He was really desperate.

For him right now, staying alive is the most important thing.

Seeing that the intersection of the Royal Street was getting closer and closer to him, he couldn't help but smile on his face.

But it was very abrupt, and his smile froze somewhere, turning into a pain, with horror.

His steps slowed suddenly, and the strength in his body vanished like a retreating tide. He looked at his chest in disbelief, only to see a white blade peeking out of it, staining his strong chest red.

"You ......" Bian Bu still wanted to say.

But he suddenly felt a strong force acting on his buttocks, and then his ears were cold, and the whole person jumped high like a cloud, and after an instant, he fell to the ground. He was covered in blood and mud, and he no longer had the strength to struggle.