Hu Boning looked at the young man who was walking slowly, with shapes and corners, bright eyes, and bronzed skin, looking no more than seventeen or eighteen years old. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, but he has the strength of a third-rate martial artist, an absolute genius. If Hu Boning knew that Zhao Hang was not even sixteen years old, it would be even more shocking.

"Who are you?"

"Me?" Zhao Hang thought for a moment and said, "My name is Zhao Hang." ”

The way of the warrior goes straight to the heart. The law of supernatural powers, straight to the truth. Whether it is a martial artist or a cultivator, you need to move with your heart and be worthy of your heart.

Zhao Hang is Zhao Hang, not someone else. In the face of difficulties, if you retreat, it will be difficult to advance an inch of martial arts cultivation.

"Zhao Hang?" Hu Boning frowned, he had never heard of this person. In the generation of Dacangshan, there is no strong man surnamed Zhao. "Do you know where this is?"

"A branch of the Seven Evil Villages. ”

"Oh?" Hu Boning raised his eyebrows and said, "Then do you know who I am?"

"Seven evil villages and six masters, Hu Boning. He is good at splitting mountains with one hand, and his power is extraordinary. ”

"Now that you know who I am, you dare to come here. Hu Boning held the long knife in his hand and said with a cruel smile, "Are you here to find death?"

Zhao Hang said: "I came to hope that you would let them go." ”

"Let them go?" Hu Boning was stunned, and then laughed, "You really came to find death, brothers, kill him for me." ”

"Yes. ”

"Kill him. ”

"How dare you break into here. ”

The bandits around smiled fiercely, either holding weapons or bare hands, surrounding Zhao Hang and attacking and killing.

Facing the bandits who came to besiege him, Zhao Hang's expression was calm, his dark eyes flashed with a light, he took a step back, and the long knife slashed down in front of itself. Zhao Hang raised his hand and slapped it horizontally, directly slapping the thief seriously injured.

Then, with a flick of the head, the spear stabbed through the ear. One hand grabbed the spear, and with the force of his arm, he threw the spear-wielding thief away with a heavy blow. The spear is thrown, piercing through a bare-handed bandit in front of him.

In just a few moments, three bandits were defeated, one dead and two wounded.

For a while, the rest of the bandits did not dare to take a step forward.

Hu Boning's pupils shrank, knowing that the other party was really not easy to mess with. Even if he made his own move, he was not very sure, and when he saw that his subordinates had stopped, he shouted, "Why are you still stunned? Kill him for me." ”

"Let's go together. ”

The bandits rushed forward again.

Zhao Hang's eyes swept around, his body moved on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of a thief on the left. With a blow to the mountaineer, the mountain cracked and the rocks were cracked, and only the sound of bones breaking was heard, and the bandits flew out.

"Mountain Pioneer?!"

Hu Boning groaned, the mountain pioneer is a martial art that is widely spread in the rivers and lakes, reaching the realm of transformation, and has the power to open the mountain. However, if you want to cultivate the mountain opener to the transformation realm, you need the meridians and acupoints in your hands to be unobstructed. Even if he is a first-class martial artist, it is rare to be able to cultivate the mountain pioneer to the transformation realm.

"It's really hard to deal with the pioneer to this extent. ”

In the blink of an eye, seven bandits were defeated in the hands of Zhao Hang.

Holding the sword lying horizontally, the body of the sword was stained with blood, dripping down, and the scarlet blood was filled with bursts of bloody aura. His face was stained with blood, and he was a little more hideous.

Zhao Hang's eyes sank slightly, and the corners of his mouth cracked slightly. Compared with the previous life, the ordinary life of going with the flow, this life is more satisfying to him and makes him happy. Maybe it was the influence of the supreme law of demons, or maybe it was the desire of the heart, but everything happened naturally.

"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star. Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name. ”

The thought in my heart moved, and I remembered that I had read Li Bai's 'Chivalrous Journey'.

The behavior of a chivalrous man, the ideal of a man.

Body movements, Zhao Hang moved quickly, holding a sword to slash a thief in front of him. He did not know the way of the sword, because he wielded the sword like a great sword, slashing horizontally and vertically, opening and closing.

Burst.

The long knife came out of his hand, blood splattered, and another thief died in Zhao Hang's hands.

With a twist of footsteps, he turned sideways, and the spear broke through the air. Zhao Hang raised his hand, looked at it sharply with a sword, the spear broke into two sections, and swept out with one kick, directly sweeping the thief away with serious injuries.

"Stop, you demon. The dark-faced bandit blackhead looked at Zhao Hang with some horror, it was too terrifying, the other brothers didn't even have the ability to hurt him, so they were all seriously injured or even killed. Grabbing the girl in white, the black head put the knife on her shoulder, and said inwardly, "Stop me, or I'll kill her." ”

Zhao Hang turned his head to look at the black head, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Put it down for me. ”

The black head roared angrily, and the long knife slashed lightly, cutting through the skin of the girl in white, and blood flowed out. The girl in white was frightened and looked at Zhao Hang pleadingly.

"Yes. Zhao Hang put the sword sideways in front of him, let go, and the long sword fell naturally, "You also released him for me." ”

Seeing that Zhao Hang let go of the long sword, the black head's expression relaxed, and the evil thoughts rose in his heart. But in an instant, it turned into a frightened color, his pupils were wide open, and a silver blood-stained long sword was kicked by Zhao Hang, breaking through the air and piercing his throat.

"You?!"

The black head covered his neck, blood kept gushing out, and he looked at Zhao Hang in disbelief.

"Ah......h

The girl in white screamed.

"Decisive killing. Hu Boning glanced at the black head, and his heart became solemn, "Who is this kid?" If ordinary people are in secret, they will naturally choose to give up, or directly ignore the black head. Zhao Hang pretended to agree and kill again, how could he not be surprised by such a scheming method.

"No, let him do it again, and I'll be the only one left here. ”

With the sharp long knife in his hand clenched, Hu Boning stepped out heavily, and his body was like a cannonball, catapulting out. The long knife was raised, and the slash was slashed down, majestic.

Feeling the horror of that blow, Zhao Hang picked up with his right foot, picked up a long knife, and grabbed it in his hand. Hold the knife horizontally, blocking Hu Boning's attack like slashing mountains and moons.

Clang.

The gold and iron resonate, crisp and loud.

Zhao Hang's feet sank and he stared at Hu Boning.

"Boy, there are two hits, but you must die. ”

Hu Boning snorted, and with a turn of the long knife, it swept out, as if he wanted to cut Zhao Hang in half. Zhao Hang's knife style changed and blocked Hu Boning's attack again.

Hu Boning stepped out in one step, approaching with deception, and his momentum became more and more vigorous. The long knife in his hand slashed wildly, slashing the mountains, splitting the sea and the moon, the power is endless, and one knife is better than the other.

The mountain splitting knife method is a knife technique that opens and closes and constantly superimposes. If it is full of momentum and sword intent, even the mountain can be split.

Clang.

The long knife in Zhao Hang's hand was shocked away, and the tiger's mouth hurt, and he took a few steps back.

"Die. ”

Hu Boning drank awe-inspiringly, and the sharp long knife slashed towards Zhao Hang's head.

Zhao Hang took advantage of the power of retreating, stepped on his right foot, moved back a distance, and dodged the fatal blow. With a slanted palm, he opened the mountain and cracked the rocks and slapped it towards Hu Boning.

Hu Boning's strength is a few points stronger than Zhang Mingling, the teacher of the Chaotic Knife Sect, and his sword skills are even more sophisticated. Moreover, the combat experience and fighting fierceness are far better than Zhang Mingling, the head of martial arts.

However, Zhao Hang killed Zhang Mingling before he arrived at Qingluo Forest. After this period of time, the cultivation of ginseng and He Shou Wu, the true qi in the body has grown, and the strength has soared, and he has already stepped into the realm of second-rate martial artists.

Hu Boning, as the master of the six villages of the Seven Evil Villages, is only the peak realm of a third-rate martial artist. But he did a lot of murder and arson, and he had a lot of combat experience.

Splitting the mountain knife method, opening and closing. Open the mountain, go straight.

Zhao Hang and Hu Boning's eyes were awe-inspiring, locking on each other. One had a solemn face, and the other had a hideous expression.

The palm wind opens and closes, destroying mountains and cracking stones.

The sword is sharp, cutting gold and cracking iron.

After more than a dozen moves, Hu Boning retreated step by step, his expression was shocked, and the long knife looked a little weak under Zhao Hang's oppression, and fell into a disadvantage.

Zhao Hang became more and more courageous, and the corners of his mouth gradually lifted an arrogant smile, the smile was so wanton, so arrogant.

Zhao Hang stayed in the Great Martial Arts Gate for a while, training combat skills with Cao Fang, the head of the martial arts sect. When I came to Qingluo Forest, I ate a lot of ginseng and Polygonum multiflori, and my strength precipitated in my body.

Now, through the battle with Hu Boning, the latent power in the body has been continuously induced, the true qi is running faster and faster, the power is being exerted more and more comfortably, and the combat effectiveness is rapidly improving.

"What the hell is this monster?"

A look of horror appeared in Hu Boning's eyes, staring at the crazy and wanton young man, his strength flowed from his body, and the long knife obviously showed its decline.

"It's been so long, and the strength has not weakened at all, but has become bigger and bigger, what is the origin. ”

"If this continues, I will be dragged to death by him. No, he must be killed. ”

With a touch of ferocity in his eyes, Hu Boning made a deep voice, his voice was strong and low, like the roar of a beast. The long knife was slashed, bright and shiny, and the sharp cold light was soul-grabbing.

A knife slashed out and went straight to Zhao Hang's chest.

Zhao Hang's eyes locked on Hu Boning, and in the face of the long knife that came from the slash, he did not retreat but advanced. One step out, like a spirit ape running, the speed suddenly accelerated.