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It can be seen from the name of the Demon Supreme Law that this inheritance is the magic spell of the Demon Dao and the Demon Dao.

Rather than doing nothing in this world, it is better to live vigorously. Even if it is a demonic power, what can the demon vein spell be.

Zhao Hang's mind changed, and he quickly regained his composure.

"The Demon Supreme Law has made me fierce, so I should pay more attention to it in the future. Zhao Hang said secretly. decided to cultivate this demon supreme method, but Zhao Hang didn't want to become a murderous demon. Everything goes according to your heart, not because of the devil.

"This brother. ”

Chu Yiyu walked towards Zhao Hang on crutches, the branch of the wound had been pulled out, sprinkled with gold sore medicine, and a simple treatment was done.

"What's the matter?"

Zhao Hang glanced at Chu Yiyu and didn't have a good tone. If it weren't for Chu Yiyu's words, he wouldn't have attracted the attention of the harlequin.

"I'm sorry about what just happened. Chu Yiyu bowed and said apologetically, "Chu Yiyu in the Lower Great Martial Arts, thank you brothers for coming to the rescue." ”

"Thank you. ”

"Thank you for saving my life. ”

Chen Yuyin and Lin Yinfeng also came over.

"It's just a gesture. Zhao Hang said calmly.

Chu Yiyu took out a bottle of gold sore medicine from his arms and said, "This brother, this is a special gold sore medicine made by this sect, which has a miraculous effect on sword wounds. ”

"Thank you. "Zhao Hang took the gold sore medicine and lived in the mountains, if he was infected, it would not be a good thing.

"This brother. Chu Yiyu hesitated for a moment, and said again, "This incident started because of me, if I hadn't just spoken, you wouldn't have been hurt." I invited my brother to eat, which is considered to be an atonement, and I hope that my brother will not postpone it. ”

Zhao Hang glanced at Chu Yiyu, thought for a while, and said, "Then there will be labor." ”

Chu Yiyu smiled: "Then little brother, please, I don't know what the little brother is called." ”

"Zhao Hang. ”

"This is Lin Yinfeng and this one is Chen Yuyin, and they are also from the Great Martial Arts Sect. ”

The group of four people talked and laughed and left Cangshan.

Compared with the treatment they received in the Cangshan faction, several people in the Dawumen talked to Zhao Hang on an equal footing, and even faintly had a little respect. This is the impact of strength.

The treatment of the strong is far better than that of the weak.

The vermilion gate, the black lacquered iron monster is paved, hideous and dazzling. There are two stone lions in front of the door, with a flamboyant posture, one body hanging hydrangea, and one foot stepping on the ball, lifelike.

Looking up, above the gate, there is a golden plaque with the words 'Dawumen' written on it.

"This is the Great Martial Gate. Chu Yiyu said with a smile, "In Canglin County, everyone knows the strength of the Great Martial Sect. ”

"Dawumen. ”

Zhao Hang looked up.

From the previous conversation with Chu Yiyu, Zhao Hang also has a clear understanding of the area of Cangshan.

A mountain range in Cangyuan Prefecture in Dacang Mountain, along the Dacangshan Mountain Range, there are seven county seats, and Canglin County and Cangshan County are one of them.

Dawumen belongs to one of the two major forces in Canglin County, and the other is called Randaomen, which is famous for its strong knife skills. In terms of strength alone, the Great Martial Arts Sect is still a little stronger than the Cangshan faction in Cangshan County.

The vermilion gate of the Great Martial Gate is half open, and the sound of boxing practice and conversation can be heard faintly.

"Let's go, Zhao Hang. ”

Chu Yiyu said with a smile, coming down from Cangshan, the relationship between the two sides has been much more harmonious, and it is nothing to call them by name.

"Yes. Zhao Hang nodded slightly.

The four of them walked into the Great Martial Gate together.

"Big brother. ”

"Senior Brother is back. ”

"Master, the senior brother is back. ”

......

A group of youths and teenagers leaned in.

Zhao Hang turned his head to look at Chu Yiyu.

Chu Yiyu said with a smile: "Brother Zhao Hang, I forgot the official introduction, my name is Chu Yiyu, the young master of the Great Martial Sect." ”

"No wonder. ”

Zhao Hang said secretly, judging from Chu Yiyu's performance, he was already close to a third-rate martial artist. For mortal martial artists, martial arts are a combination of martial arts, and it takes ten years to achieve a small success, and if you want to reach the realm of a third-rate martial artist, it takes more than 20 years of hard work to be possible. Chu Yiyu is only seventeen years old, but he is close to a third-rate martial artist, and his talent and resources are naturally not bad.

Walking along the courtyard, I stopped at the steps of the main hall.

The disciples in front of him were crowded, leaving a space, and a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and a sturdy physique stood there. His eyes flashed, looking at Zhao Hang, with a faint sense of oppression. This person is Chu Kuang, the master of the Great Martial Sect.

"Yiyu, where have you been?"

Chu Kuang's voice was low and majestic.

"Daddy. Chu Yiyu said, "I went to play in Dacang Mountain with Senior Brother Lin and Senior Sister Chen and ran into a harlequin. If it weren't for this Zhao Hang brother who killed the harlequin, I'm afraid all three of us would have died at the hands of the harlequin. ”

"Harlequin?"

Chu Kuang raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhao Hang.

The harlequin has committed countless crimes in the area of Dacang Mountain, and everyone hates it, but the harlequin has the strength of a third-rate martial artist, and he quickly flees when he encounters a master, which is helpless. Now, dead at the hands of a boy who is only fifteen or sixteen years old, how can Chu Kuang not be surprised.

In terms of strength, the harlequin is better than Zhao Hang, who has only stepped into the third-rate martial arts for a day or two. However, the harlequin underestimated Zhao Hang's strength too much, and was too wanton, so he would die in the hands of Zhao Hang.

After staring at Zhao Hang for a while, Chu Kuang opened his mouth and asked, "You killed the harlequin?"

"Yes. Zhao Hang was neither humble nor arrogant.

Ever since he cultivated the Demon Supreme Method, the arrogance in his heart was aroused. Even if he faced the master of the Great Martial Sect, the second-rate martial artist Chu Kuang, it would not make Zhao Hang feel any sense of humility. Everyone is unique, so why should we be subservient to others.

The demon is supreme, the supreme demon. I am unique, I am unique in the world, I keep that dignity, keep that proud bones, face any people and things, fearless, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Oh?"

A strange light flashed in Chu Kuang's eyes, and he felt a strange will from Zhao Hang, which was the indomitable will of a martial artist, and the powerful will of a martial artist.

"Then I'll see if you actually killed the harlequin. ”

Chu Kuang stepped out and walked towards Zhao Hang. The right hand is raised, formed into a palm, and a palm is slapped down.

Zhao Hang didn't take a step back, grinned, and looked at the oncoming palm. A simple palm, but it gives people a surging power, this is a second-rate martial artist.

A fist was raised, and he met it.

Boom.

Zhao Hang took three steps back before he dissolved the power of Chu Kuang's palm.

A look of surprise emerged from Chu Kuang's face and quickly disappeared. A third-rate martial artist was able to block one of his palms and only took three steps back. This kind of strength is really not to be underestimated.

"Yes, you do have the power to kill the Harlequin. Chu Kuang nodded slightly and asked, "I don't know what sect the little brother is from?"

Zhao Hang thought for a moment and said: "I used to practice kung fu with an old man for a few years, and then the old man left, refusing to tell his name and not accepting me as an apprentice, so I practiced these kung fu again and again." A little trick made Truman laugh. ”

I don't want the Cangshan faction to have too much to do with it, and Zhao Hang won't mention it. The Demon Supreme Law is too mysterious to be told to others.

made up a story at random, such a story was often mentioned in martial arts novels in the previous life. There are also many examples of rivers and lakes in this life.

Chu Kuang believed Zhao Hang's words three points and doubted seven points, and said with a smile: "Little brother is really blessed, if the little brother is willing, he can join my Great Martial Sect." In Canglin County and even in the area of Dacang Mountain, everyone knows Dawumen. ”

Chu Yiyu also said: "Zhao Hang, join the Great Martial Sect." ”

"Thank you Lord Truman for your love. Zhao Hang arched his hand and said, "However, I have no intention of joining the sect. ”

Chu Kuang said: "That's really a pity. Then, he looked at Chu Yiyu and said, "Yiyu, dad still has something to deal with." You have to entertain Zhao Hang's little brother well, don't lose the face of our Great Martial Arts. ”

It is naturally good to be able to include Zhao Hang under the door, if you can't and can't be the enemy of such a genius.

Chu Yiyu smiled: "Yes, Dad." ”

Chu Kuang walked straight and left the Great Martial Gate.

"Zhao Hang. Chu Yiyu said, "You and I are both injured and dirty." Why don't you wash it first, and after treating the wound, how about I invite you to Baixianglou for a good meal?"

"It's fine. ”

Zhao Hang nodded, he stayed in the Dacang Mountain for a while, and he felt a little uncomfortable, plus he was injured in a battle with the harlequin, and he felt quite uncomfortable, so he readily agreed.

"Senior Brother Zhang Tian, please take Zhao Hang to the guest room and prepare a set of clothes for him. Chu Yiyu summoned a disciple.

"Yes, Senior Brother. Zhang Tian said respectfully, "Brother Zhao, come with me." ”

Several people went home, washed and changed into new clothes, and treated the wounds. The Great Martial Sect's special golden sore medicine is really extraordinary, but in just an hour or two, the wound has already begun to scar.

Baixiang Building, located in Canglin County, is a very popular place, a small river flows slowly from the left side of Baixiang Building, and the fish in the river swim happily. Occasionally, the lotus lantern flows down the stream, exuding a faint brilliance.

Outside the Baixiang Building, people come and go, lively and extraordinary, all kinds of vendors, all kinds of stalls are placed on both sides of the street, like a lively market.

Everyone who enters and exits Baixiang Building is either rich or expensive. People who are not rich do not dare to enter the Baixiang Building easily. Among them, consumption is not something that ordinary people can afford.

On the third floor of Baixiang Building, in a box by the window.

The delicacies of the mountains and the sea, the aroma is pervasive. The fruit wine is fragrant, the rice wine is rich, the old wine is mellow, and the various wine aromas form an intoxicating atmosphere.

Chu Yiyu picked up his wine glass and said with a smile: "Zhao Hang, I, Chu Yiyu, am here to toast you, thank you for your help today." From now on, if you ask for something, Chu Yiyu will definitely help. Here, toast this one. ”

"It's just a gesture. Zhao Hang picked up the quilt, the fragrant smell of wine came to his nose, and said with a smile, "Drink this cup." ”

A glass of wine, a sip of dry.

Chen Yuyin smiled and said: "Zhao Hang, thank you for your rescue, and I will also toast you." ”

"Good. ”

Zhao Hang accepted with a smile.

Lin Yinfeng also said: "I also toast you." ”

"Yes. ”

The cups are staggered, and the guests and hosts are harmonious, and the excitement is extraordinary.

Since cultivating the 'Spirit Ape Vertical and Horizontal Technique', Zhao Hang's appetite has increased greatly, and he hasn't eaten a good meal for a long time. The delicacies of Baixianglou whetted his appetite and devoured them.

Chu Yiyu, Lin Yinfeng, and Chen Yuyin on the side were dumbfounded.

"Chu Yiyu, set up a banquet in Baixiang Building, but didn't call me, isn't it appropriate that I am a friend. ”

The door of the box room opened, and the sound of chuckling suddenly remembered. It's not like greeting friends, but the mockery is more intense.