The group got back on the road, Duan Yanxing was unusually polite to Jing Wuyi, the "little" of this "little Jing brother" was no longer called, only called "Jing brother" one by one.

Jing Wuxian saw that he was affectionate, and he didn't want to snub him, so he said: "Old Duan, it seems that your three-vein qi sword can be improved. ”

Duan Yanxing couldn't help but be stunned when he heard Jing Wuxian talk about swordsmanship, but thinking that this young man's elixir was wonderful, he must be very human, so he showed a deferential expression.

Jing Wuxian saw that his face was not arrogant, and it was very different from before, so he said: "According to my deduction, your swordsmanship can be practiced to the six veins." They are the thumb of the left hand, the Taiyin Lung Sutra of the hand, which can practice the Shaoshang sword, the index finger of the right hand, the Yang Ming large intestine meridian of the hand, the Shangyang sword, the middle finger of the right hand, the Yin pericardial meridian of the hand, the Zhongchong sword, the ring finger of the right hand, the Shaoyang Sanjiao Sutra of the hand, can practice the Guan Chong sword, the little finger of the right hand, the Shaoyin Heart Sutra of the hand, can practice the Shaochong sword, and the little finger of the left hand, the sun and small intestine meridian of the hand, can practice the Shaoze sword. The six veins are all together, and your swordsmanship is rare in the world. ”

Duan Yanxing couldn't help but be shocked when he heard what he said, these three veins of qi sword were refined, and he asked himself that he could already see the world, Jing Wuxian actually said that he could practice to the six veins. If the six veins are all together, how powerful it is! But if you think about Jing Wu's words carefully, they are actually reasonable, not exaggerated, and I can't help but suspect Jing Wu's wrong identity in my heart.

At the moment, he said tentatively: "I heard that in this Zhao country, there is a great sect of cultivation, called Yuntai Sect. I see that Brother Jing's elixir is wonderful, as if it is the Huiling Pill recorded in the ancient books left by my ancestors, could it be that Brother Jing is a member of the Yuntai Sect?"

Jing Wuxian laughed, thinking that this remark seemed rude, but in fact he was careful, and he could guess his identity from the pill. But he said: "Old Duan, you guessed wrong, I am not from the Yuntai Sect. "Since he has been expelled from the sect, he naturally can't be said to be a member of the Yuntai sect.

Duan Yanxing heard him say that he was not from the Yuntai Sect, but he seemed to be relieved.

"Brother Jing is not a person who cultivates the truth, he must be very human, what he just said has opened my eyes, I will definitely improve this three-vein qi sword, if I can really practice the six-vein, I will change the name to the six-vein divine sword!"

"Six-vein Divine Sword," Jing Wuxian stroked his palm and praised, "Good name! I can't see that you are a rough person, but you have obtained such a good sword name!"

Duan Yanxing was happy and contented, and was about to be humble for a few words, but he heard a broken cry from behind him: "The surname Duan, where to run!"

Duan Yan hurriedly turned around, only to see a wicked man, with a long body and a hideous face, especially a long scar, which slanted through the entire face, revealing new red flesh, which looked like two halves of the face were forcibly glued together.

When the evil man's voice arrived, his left palm slapped, Duan Yanxing didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, and with a press of his left thumb, a sword qi greeted him.

Jing Wuxian saw that the evil man's palm, as if there was a spirit child descending to the realm, he knew that Duan Yanxing was going to be bad, and immediately shouted: "Can't stop it, flash quickly!"

Because of the pill, Duan Yanxing trusted Jing Wuxian very much, and he couldn't stop him when he heard him, although he didn't believe it in his heart, he also dodged aside first. The evil man's palm wind struck, like a hot fire invading snow, and instantly swallowed Duan Yanxing's finger sword qi without a trace, and the aftermath was undiminished, and the "Peng" exploded, hitting a truck, smashing the truck, and the white medicine, tea and other goods inside were scattered and paved all over the ground.

Duan Yanxing knew that what Jing was saying was true, and he no longer dared to confront the evil man head-on, so he only walked around him to dodge, and coldly shot out a sword aura.

The evil man's palm is fierce, his body is not happy, he can't talk for a while, and he hits a few fingers, although he relies on the aura to protect his body, he can't help but feel pain, and he screams in a hurry.

Seeing that Duan Yanxing was just dodging, everyone knew that something was wrong, so they all avoided from afar.

Jing Wuxian looked at it for a while, and found that this evil man didn't know martial arts at all, but just relied on the aura in his body to resist random fights.

After a few combinations, Duan Yanxing also saw this, but the evil man's palm power was extremely strong, once he was hit, he would either die or be injured, but how could he dare to approach him, and his own sword qi could not hurt him, how could this battle be fought?

After fighting for a while, the evil man's palm power really decreased slightly, Duan Yanxing was secretly happy, thinking that in another moment, when he was exhausted, he could use his sword qi to hurt his eyes and other weak parts of his body.

The wicked man seemed to know what Duan was thinking, and jumped out of the circle. Duan Yanxing thought that he was going to run away, but he didn't dare to chase after him.

But I saw that the wicked man did not go away, but only danced a set of fists by himself.

Duan Yanxing was puzzled.

Jing Wuxian was taken aback. Since he fused the Spirit Sense Stone, he has been very sensitive to the surrounding aura, and after advancing to the realm of the Spirit Master, he can feel the fluctuations of the surrounding aura without entering the metaphysical realm.

After he saw the evil man dance his fist, the surrounding aura actually swarmed towards him, which was not trivial!

He looked through the Yuntai Sect Dao scroll and knew that there was a set of boxing techniques in the "Heavenly Roar Pavilion", called "Roaring Opera", and after dancing, he could absorb the aura of heaven and earth. Could it be that the fist technique used by this evil man is a roaring play? So what does he have to do with the Heavenly Roar Pavilion? Jing Wuxian opened his eyes wide and looked at the evil man's fist technique carefully.

When the evil man danced boxing, Duan Yanxing tried to hurt him with his sword qi, but as soon as the sword qi entered the circle where the evil man danced, it was like a mud cow entering the sea without a trace. Duan Yanxing shook his head with a wry smile.

The evil man danced for a while, and suddenly slapped Duan Yanxing with a palm. Duan Yanxing only felt that his breath was stagnant, and he secretly complained bitterly, this evil man's palm power was even more powerful than before.

Jing Wuxian knew that Duan Yanxing was invincible. This evil man can dance his fist to replenish his aura, and Duan Yanxing's internal strength will only get weaker and weaker the more he fights. The stronger the stronger, the weaker the weaker, how can this fight is still fought?

At that moment, he silently recited the "fixed word formula" in his mouth, and pointed to the evil man: "Ding!" The evil man suddenly froze and couldn't move.

This is one of the supreme six tricks, which is to restrain the opponent with aura, so that the opponent cannot move, and it is useless to those whose realm is higher than oneself.

Duan Yanxing saw that the wicked man suddenly froze, his heart was overjoyed, he rubbed his body up, and pointed his two fingers towards his eyes.

Jing Wuxian said to him: "No!"

Duan Yanxing only felt a scorching thunder in his ears, and in an instant, his muscles and bones were crisp, his arms were heavy, and he couldn't lift his palms, and he fell down.

Jing Wu missed it, and looked at the evil man, who was more than a foot tall, with red hair and black face, and was really vicious. He asked, "Are you convinced?"

The villain's eyes widened, and he gasped. He didn't even know how his own talent was restrained, and suddenly a teenager came over, opened his mouth and asked himself if he was convinced, but how could he be convinced?

Jing Wuxian looked at his angry eyebrows, knew that he was not convinced, and pointed with his hand to untie him.

The wicked man was being imprisoned uncomfortably, and suddenly saw the young man's hand pointing, his whole body was relaxed, and he moved his arms, and he was already moving freely, and without thinking about it, he smashed Jing Wuxian with a fist.

The crowd shouted.

Duan Yanxing shouted: "Be careful!"

Jing Wu didn't move or move, and when the fist reached his forehead, he gently tapped his index finger on the evil man's wrist.

The wicked man withdrew his fist, first stunned, then howled like a pig, and then looked at his left wrist, which was already swollen with a large bag, and the bones in it were only afraid to be broken.

Everyone was shocked and looked at Jing Wuyi. This young man, who was inconspicuous along the way, didn't expect to be a peerless master!

Duan Yanxing wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. Fortunately, he was quite respectful to this young man along the way, otherwise this finger would only be afraid to knock on himself, and he remembered that he had bragged to him along the way, and he couldn't help but blush.

The evil man shouted a few times, gritted his teeth and held back, his eyes were stubborn and unyielding, and he looked at Jing Wusuo: "My skills are not as good as you, if you want to kill, you will kill, and you will stop playing that game of cat and mouse!"

Jing Wuxian secretly praised his toughness, relieved the pain in his wrist with his technique, took him aside, away from the crowd, and asked, "I don't know the name of the strong man?"

The wicked man saw that he was polite, and he didn't dare to offend, so he said: "My name is evil, and I am from Zhao Guomingcheng." ”

Jing Wuxian nodded and said, "It turns out that you are a Zhao person, so you hate the Korean people for the hatred of the country?"

Evil said: "The rise and fall of Zhao Guo is my business, I hate the Han people because the King of Han sent someone to arrest my whole clan!"

Jing Wuwu was puzzled: "Then why did King Han arrest your entire clan?"

Evil said: "I heard that it was ordered by the Li Immortals. That Powerful Immortal ......" Speaking of this, the evil tiger's eyes widened, and his whole body trembled: "That Powerful Immortal...... He taught us the exercises. Forcing everyone to learn. Some people practice this exercise, and when they practice it, they explode and die, and some people can't learn it, so they slap it to death. When I got there, I had to learn too. Speaking of this, he suddenly closed his mouth and stared at Jing Wuxian vigilantly.

Jing Wufang knew that the strange boxing method of the evil came was taught by the Li Immortals, and he was nowhere to find the Li Immortals, and suddenly heard his news, and his heart was anxious, and he was looking forward to the evil to continue, but the evil came and suddenly stopped, knowing that he was suspicious of himself, so he said: "I have the same enemy with you, and the King of Han and the Li Immortals are also my great enemies." Brother Evil, tell me where the Li Immortal is. ”

The evil will be suspicious: "You really have a grudge against them?"

Jing Wuyi said: "If it weren't for that, why should I bother asking." I can swear to heaven that the immortal has a grudge against me. ”

Evil said, "In that case, you can swear to come." ”

Jing made no mistake and swore an oath.

Evil came to say: "It turns out that we are in a big mountain, what is it called Luoxing Mountain...... I managed to escape...... A few days ago, I secretly went to Luoxing Mountain, but no one was gone, and I don't know where I went now. My father and brother don't know if they're alive or not. As he spoke, his face twitched, and tears fell down his face.

Jing Wuxian felt sorry in his heart, and remembered that Lei Daoqian had said that the Heavenly Roar Pavilion had destroyed a sect called the Falling Star Sect, and he didn't know if this Falling Star Mountain was the hometown of the Falling Star Sect.

Evil Lai raised his hand to wipe away his tears: "Although you are profound, I am afraid that you are not the opponent of the Li Immortal, that Li Immortal, that Li Immortal ......" Speaking of the Li Immortal, the Evil Lai body trembled slightly, and he was speechless for a long time.

Jing Wuxian patted him on the shoulder as a sign of comfort.

Evil Lai continued: "That powerful immortal, I saw him wave the sleeves of his robe and collect the weapons of thousands of people, and with a raise of his palm, he cut off most of the peaks, and he sucked the essence of people, thinking that he was using it for his own use, it is really terrifying!"

Jing Wu heard the evil saying that the Li Immortal took away the weapons of thousands of people with a wave of the sleeves of his robe, and he knew that the Li Immortal was at least a master of the Dao Cultivation Realm, and the spell he used was exactly what he was capable of! As for the Li Immortal absorbing the essence of people, he didn't know what kind of spell it was and what effect it was?

Thinking about his own realm again, there is a difference of 108,000 miles from Li Xianren, and he wants to take revenge with his own hands, it is simply wishful thinking, and he can only blend into South Korea as an informant!

I thought about it, and I was speechless for a while.

Evil came and said: "I can't kill the Li immortals, I can't save the clansmen, I have nowhere to vent my resentment, only by killing more Koreans can I relieve the hatred in my heart." ”

Jing Wuzi said: "There is a wrong, there is a debtor, you can't kill the Li Immortals, you should also go to the King of Han, why bother to vent your anger on ordinary Koreans?"

Evil Lai shook his head and said: "I can't kill King Han either, the scars on my face were obtained in the Han Palace." ”

Jing Wuxian was taken aback, remembering that the Taishi Ancestor said that King Han had "no small means", could it be that Han Li was a master of cultivating truth?

Evil said: "No, it's a little female devil, and I don't know who she is." ”

Jing Wuxian was puzzled, how could there be a cultivator in the Han Palace, and it was a young woman, who was this young woman? Many questions were asked, and he had to wait until he entered the Han Palace to find the answers.

At the moment, he said to the evil: "Your skills are not as good as others, you should cultivate the realm of asceticism, improve your mana, and kill innocents indiscriminately, but it is not a hero!"

Evil came to raise his head and think for a long time, Fang said: "I am full of hatred, there is nowhere to tell, today I have your persuasion, I have thought about the future, I can only step on thousands of mountains and rivers, visit the immortals outside the party, and practice hard to avenge this sea of blood!"

Jing Wuwu said: "Exactly! You have such ambition, why don't you worry about revenge!"

Evil came to grab a stone from the ground, stretched out the little finger of his left hand, smashed it down with a stone, smashed the little finger to pieces, and said, "I will use this to indicate my will today!"

Jing Wuwu said: "Okay! Brother Evil, this is far away from the end of the world, I am waiting for your good news!"

Evil came with a stump finger hanging on his left hand, dripping with blood, but as if he was unconscious, he hugged his fist towards Jing Wuyi, and under the residual sun, he turned around and left.