The spring night in Lin'an Mansion is not the most pleasant, compared to the summer night, the spring night wind is a little more chilly, and the body bones are thinner, which is easy to catch the wind and cold.

Qingbo Street, as the sunset fades into darkness, the whole street becomes quiet.

Although there is no curfew in Dazhao and the night market is quite prosperous, it is limited to the royal street and the main main street, and it is the place where the vendors are willing to endure the cold night wind to set up their stalls.

Qingbo Street is a little off the beaten track after all, and if you set up a night stall here, you can only swallow the cold wind all night and can't make a few grains of money.

Therefore, as soon as night falls, the whole street falls silent.

The carriage was parked, the horses neighed slightly, spitting hot air, and the coachman sat on the wheels, burly and wearing a hat.

The old hat was cut in half by Mrs. Hua's spring rain, and he had to replace it with a new one.

He sat in the wheel, the qi and blood on his body were like a tumbling oven, hidden and hidden, he released his mind that was not proficient, and went towards the Taimiao alley, the killing field that was about to break out, and explored.

He needed to see the boy killed "with his own eyes", so that when he reported to his husband, he would not go wrong.

However, he believes that this time the matter should be nine out of ten.

The young man only completed his cultivation enlightenment a few days ago, and he had just opened his qi and blood, and he was able to settle down, such a newcomer to cultivation, in the face of a ruthless character like Hu Jingang, whose hands were stained with blood, naturally had no suppressive power at all.

Hu Jingang's body of qi and blood has already reached perfection, and it is not far from using qi and blood as a furnace to forge spiritual bones in the body, and there should be no accident for the young man who can practice.

The coachman looked up and looked at the dark Taimiao Alley, and couldn't help but think of that day, when the spring rain fell, the young man faced the pressure of Mr., but he still stood tall, like a green pine, and like a frosty plum.

The resilience of the teenager is very admirable.

For those who have just cultivated, in the face of Mr. Luo's coercion, it is very common to lower their eyebrows and bend their waists.

There is a tiger in the chest, there is pride in the heart, and it is rare to be able to block the coercion.

But no matter how strong the resilience is, the strength is not good, and death will still die.

Suddenly, the coachman's eyes under the hat condensed slightly, and a gust of wind floated out of the alley, with a little scorching blood and qi.

"Here we go."

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Inside the compound.

An Le has already finished the practice of "Five Fowl Forging Body Skills", and is contemplating the "Sword Waterfall Map", fifteen wisps of years of qi are blessed on the five birds, and the remaining four wisps, An Le chooses to bless the "Sword Waterfall Map".

The blessing of the years made An Le's visualization of the "Sword Waterfall Map" more and more profound, originally he could only visualize the first page of the Sword Waterfall Map, and as the refining god stepped into the fetal breath, he could visualize the second page.

On the second page of the sword waterfall diagram, two intertwined swords are depicted, the swords in the picture look unremarkable at first glance, but when you visualize it with your mind, there is an infinite sharp spit!

After all, he had just stepped into the fetus, and he still needed to consolidate it many times, and if he easily visualized, he would be easily injured by the sword intent in the sword waterfall diagram.

And after blessing the qi of the years, there is no such trouble, and there is no pressure to visualize the second page.

The silver moon is like a disk, and the stars are shining.

The white-clothed young man who was draped in the courtyard made the young man's handsome face more and more dusty.

Suddenly, contemplating the sword waterfall map, An Le, who was boiling around his body, opened his eyes and looked calmly outside the courtyard gate.

It's like a monster hiding in the darkness.

The sound of straw sandals rubbing and trampling against the bluestone slabs in the alley is slowly approaching.

A scorching stream of qi and blood, under the perception of An Le's mind, gradually burst out.

The moon sprinkled and a figure appeared, it was a man wearing a hat, thin, not strong, carrying a thick-backed knife, which looked quite strange.

An Le glanced at the visitor, but he didn't panic, he still sat on the small chair and poured himself a glass of old rice wine that was blown cold by the spring evening wind.

A glass of rice wine is in the stomach, and the aroma of wine fills the lips.

"The cold spring is the most murderous, Your Excellency is not warm wine at home, but you carry a big knife into my door, presumably ...... They came to kill me. ”

An Le said lightly, sandwiched a piece of pig's head meat, and chewed it slowly.

The figure carrying the knife took off the hat, threw it on the ground casually, raised the face that did not look extremely vicious, and looked playfully at the young man who was eating wine and meat under the moonlight.

"Do you recognize me?"

Hu Jingang said with a smile.

An Le took another sip of old rice wine, glanced at Hu Jingang, and a touch of surprise flashed in his eyes.

As the one who drew Hu Jingang's true appearance, how could he not recognize it, and he was surprised because this Hu Jingang actually came to kill him.

Because of the reason why he is wanted?

"The picture you made for Hei Ya really made me suffer, I was almost arrested, I hated you so much in my heart, I came to kill you."

"Do you recognize?"

Hu Jingang put down the knife he was carrying, and the qi and blood on his body began to surge and grow, and the breath of qi and blood perfection made the cold and cold of the material craggy spring flood.

An Le sipped the old rice wine: "You came to kill me because of the painting?" ”

"I'm afraid that someone specifically instructed you to come and want to borrow the knife in your hand to kill me, otherwise, how can you, a rat with a head and a rat who is being chased by the black ya, find my new place so accurately and come to kill me openly?"

Hu Jingang narrowed his eyes, he was poked at the facts, but he didn't react much, in his opinion, An Le was already a dead man.

He has just opened his qi and blood, and he has just entered the meditation, although he is also a cultivator, he is not a threat at all.

The tip of Hu Jingang's knife arrived and stabbed into the ground for three points: "You young man, since you know, why don't you run away?" ”

An Le put down the wine cup and grabbed a chopstick between his two fingers.

looked at Hu Jingang calmly and said, "This is my home, why should I run away?" ”

"It's so bold, but it's a pity, I prefer you to show horror and despair before you die, so it's more rewarding to kill like this." Hu Jingang laughed, and the next moment, his eyes were wide with anger, and his blood was like a wave!

The big knife that pierced the ground in the courtyard suddenly rose upside down.

The gravel that was torn apart by the thick-backed broadsword burst out like a sharp arrow, Hu Jingang was wrapped in qi and blood, followed by him, and slashed towards An Le.

An Le sat upright on the chair, his face gradually solemn, this was the first battle of his cultivation so far.

Before, at Jingjiekou, facing two gangsters who were just ordinary people, naturally they didn't count, they weren't cultivators, and they couldn't give Anle any oppression.

However, there is no fear, no timidity, only excitement and agitation.

The tiger in its chest seemed to be about to leap out.

The only threat is that Hu Jingang is holding a blade, and he has never held a weapon, so he has his own disadvantages in the fight.

But An Le is in the realm of refining gods, but he overwhelms Hu Jingang, in fact, this is enough.

Facing the thick-backed broadsword chopped by Hu Jingang, An Le held the chopsticks between his two fingers, and gently pushed it in the posture of a sword.

The chopsticks, bounced off the table at a very fast speed, stained with the oil stains of the pig's head meat, turned into a dark light, tore through the darkness of the steep spring night, and pierced Hu Jingang's neck.

The mind of the fetal rest realm, wrapped in chopsticks, galloped like sword light.

Hu Jingang's hair stood upside down, immediately put away the knife, blocked in front of his throat, chopsticks stabbed like a flying sword, and the overflowing fetal breath made Hu Jingang's heart tremble!

"The Second Realm of God Refining...... Fetal breath?! ”

"No, the first two realms of refining gods, entering the concentration, fetal breath killing and weakening, after the refinement, the power of the mind is released, and the refining of the gods becomes terrifying, this young man is just a fetal breath, why is it so much pressure on me?!"

Hu Jingang's cold sweat instantly secreted, and if he hadn't blocked it just now, the chopsticks would have pierced his throat.

There was a little anger in my heart, and the noble man ...... What the hell information!

Is this called just settled?

However, after all, Hu Jingang is ferocious and experienced in a hundred battles, after all, he is enlightened and bloody, if he is close to a cultivator of refining the fetal breath, there is still a chance!

Think of it.

Hu Jingang did not hesitate, and threw out the thick-backed broadsword in his hand as a hidden weapon, and his figure also rushed out from behind the broadsword, approaching An Le's side.

An Le looked at Hu Jingang, who threw out the big knife and flew forward, and a trace of war intent flashed in his eyes.

"Come!"

The body instantly stood up from the chair and sideways to dodge the broadsword.

Then, the body came out of the mountain like a fierce tiger and flew out, which was the tiger style of the five birds forging the body!

It is strong and majestic, and the fierce spirit is not the same as that of mortal beasts!

Anle's whole body is complete, and the qi and blood are also bursting out like a torrent!

Hu Jingang, who had just swooped in, only felt that the young man instantly turned into a colorful tiger, surging and not weaker than his qi and blood, and his heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

The next moment, a terrifying huge force smashed on Hu Jingang's body, and he only felt pain.

The whole person was bloody, dazed, and drew an elegant parabola reflecting the stars in the sky above the small courtyard.

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