Time flies like an arrow, and a year goes by in a blink of an eye.

On the top of the hill where the executioner lived, a huge iron pillar with a diameter of one and a half meters and a height of more than ten meters was erected. The iron pillar is deeply embedded in the rock of the mountain, and from a distance, it looks like the King Kong Ruyi rod of the Monkey King, giving people a sense of indestructibility.

However, when you look closely, you will be shocked to find that on this seemingly indestructible iron pillar, there are actually dense palm prints, the shallowest palm prints are also one centimeter deep, and the deepest ones are actually a few centimeters deep, and these palm prints are naturally from the hands of the executioner.

At this moment, the executioner was standing in front of the iron pillar, dressed in black clothes, flying in the wind, looking extremely energetic, and on that originally delicate and immature face, it was also a little more mature, the executioner looked at the iron pillar that was close at hand, and slowly raised his right hand, and at the moment when he raised his hand, a large amount of pale golden martial qi also poured into his right hand.

With the influx of a large amount of martial qi, the right hand of the executioner actually began to emit golden light, and with the continuous condensation of the martial qi, the light became more and more vigorous, and when it reached its peak, it was very dazzling, and a terrifying aura also emanated from its right palm.

The "Wind Devouring Palm" suddenly shouted violently, and then raised his right hand that gathered a strong light, and blasted out at the huge iron pillar, and the light in his right hand turned into one, and the light palm print of the same size as the palm of the torture hand, with the gorgeous afterimage of the Dao, swept towards the direction of the iron pillar at a rapid speed.

"Boom"

The palm print of light slammed into the iron pillar without accident, and a piercing roar spread out from the center of the iron pillar. Even the ground above the hill trembled slightly.

"Squeak Squeak"

On the top of the iron pillar, a palm print that was twenty centimeters deep was engraved on it, and small cracks began to spread from the palm print, and finally became larger and larger, spreading to the entire iron pillar.

"Boom" As the crack got deeper and deeper, the iron pillar finally fell to the ground with a loud bang.

"Haha, did you finally succeed" looked at the iron pillar that fell to the ground and shattered into several pieces, and laughed excitedly.

After a year of hard cultivation, now the execution has mastered the Xuan-level primary martial art "Wind Devouring Palm", and its own strength has reached the terrifying level of the peak of high-level martial artists, and even the "Martial Sect" is only one step away, such a cultivation speed, even if it is described as a demon, it is not an exaggeration.

If the head of the Xing family and the instructors knew about the current achievements of the execution, they would definitely regret giving up the execution in the first place. After all, with such a terrifying cultivation talent for a young man, the future is limitless.

"Oops, is something wrong?" Just as Xing Jue was happy that he had successfully mastered the Wind Devouring Palm, the communication talisman hanging on his chest suddenly felt a scorching sensation, and then turned into a cloud of green smoke and disappeared.

There are generally two communication charms, which are specially used for emergency communication, before the execution of the sentence to go up the mountain to practice, Zhang Lao was given a communication charm, and now the communication charm has reacted, which means that Zhang Lao must have happened to explain something.

When he felt that something was wrong, he hurried down the mountain, and the speed was too fast for even the cheetahs in the jungle to catch up.

At this moment, in the Xingzi Tavern, Zhang Laozheng was walking back and forth in the room with a frown, holding a small golden book in his hands behind his back, and two big characters of invitation were written on the small book.

"Elder Zhang, who sent this invitation, why are you so unhappy" Seeing Elder Zhang's sad face, Xiaohong asked curiously. (The girl who was molested by Xiaobawang a year ago)

"Hehe, Xiaohong, do you know the "Three Clans Conference" in Yunzong City?" Seeing Xiaohong's curiosity, Zhang Lao asked Xiaohong with a smile.

"The Three Clans Conference, of course I know, this is a grand event that will only be held every three years in Yunzong City, which is jointly organized by the three martial arts families in Yunzong City, the Xing family, the Zhao family, and the Lu family. Xiaohong said seriously, obviously for this so-called Three Clans Conference, even she, a little girl, knows very well.

"Yes, it's very detailed, and this is the invitation card of the Three Clans Conference," Veteran Zhang handed the invitation card in his hand to Xiaohong and said with a smile.

"What? The invitation card of the Three Clans Conference? This is something that only high-ranking officials and nobles can receive, why is Zhang Lao still not happy about such a valuable invitation?" After Xiaohong took the invitation, she couldn't help but have some doubts in her heart.

"It's... Invite Brother Xing Jue?" Xiaohong said suddenly after opening the invitation.

Elder Zhang once told them about the execution.

And Xiaohong is a smart and clever girl, so she naturally thought that Zhang was always worried about the execution, because the execution was once the most outstanding new blood of the Xing family, but because there was no sea of qi in the body, it became a waste blood, and she became an important figure in the Xing family from a high-ranking person to the management of the tavern in this remote town. It's like falling from the sky to the ground.

And this three-clan conference is also a competition meeting between the new blood of the three martial arts families, and if the punishment is gone, it is inevitable that he will suffer a certain blow in his heart.

"Well, that's right, this invitation is an invitation to execution" Seeing that Xiaohong actually guessed the sorrow in his heart, Zhang Lao also had to be amazed by the cleverness of this little girl, and then said with relief. It's just that this invitation is a little strange, it stands to reason that Xing Jue is now a person abandoned by the Xing family, even if he can continue to stay in the Xing family, he is just the identity of a house slave, like this important conference, he will not be invited to participate at all, but now he has received a copy of the execution, there must be something in it, but he can't guess it.

"The Three Clans Conference, such a grand event, I must go" At this moment, a refreshing young man's voice sounded outside the door, and the person who came was executed.

Now he is a high-level martial artist, and he is only one step away from that martial sect. Therefore, all the organs of his body are much stronger than normal people, and it is precisely because of this that he heard the conversation between Zhang Lao and them at a very early stage in the tavern, and he understood what the elder was worried about, he must be afraid that he would be hit.

But Zhang Lao didn't know how strong the strength of the execution was now, and I was afraid that among the new blood of the Xing family, there was no one who could compare with the execution, and this meeting of the three clans was a good opportunity for the execution to show itself. Therefore, the execution is naturally to go to the top.

And the execution also guessed who the person who sent the invitation was, that is, Xing Feng, the young man in white who was said to have injured the execution, Xing Feng was pressed under the execution since he was a child, and he hated the execution to the core, although he is now the most important new blood of the Xing family, but the execution has never served him, which has always been a heart disease for him. That's why they deliberately sent invitations to the execution, the purpose is very simple, that is, to make the torturer realize how big the gap between them is.

But he would soon know how wrong he had decided to send an invitation to the execution.

"Execution, are you sure you want to go?" Seeing that Executioner actually said that he was going to attend the event, Zhang Lao said with some concern.

"As a member of the Xing family, the invitation sent by the Xing family, and there is a reason not to go" After Xing Jue entered the tavern, he picked up an apple and chewed it. And there is always a confident smile on his face.

"It's... Hehe, it seems that my worries are superfluous" Seeing the confident smile on the face of the execution, the worry in Zhang Lao's heart was inexplicably resolved, because he found that the current execution was the same as the execution in the Xing family back then, smiling proudly above the new blood, full of confidence, domineering, and there seemed to be nothing he was afraid of.