Zhao Fei died.

His legs had been crushed by Bai Yang, like mud.

And before he died, Bai Yang made him feel great fear, and his facial expression had already been distorted.

Bai Yang kicked his corpse away, glanced at the maid who had curled up in the corner and trembled at some point, her lips squirmed as if she wanted to say something, and finally turned into a sigh and turned away.

Killing Zhao Fei was not in his Jihua, but since he knew that he was the real culprit who hurt Uncle Liu, Bai Yang categorically had no reason to spare him.

After striding back to the courtyard, Bai Yang did not show any panicked expression after the killing, but calmly returned to his residence.

"I believe that someone will soon find out that Steward Zhao has been killed, and with the maid to identify him, I will be found soon. Bai Yang pondered for a moment, feeling that he was still too soft-hearted.

If the maid were killed, it would be almost seamless, and no one would find out that he was the murderer.

However, Bai Yang thought about it, if he really killed the innocent maid, what was the difference between himself and Zhao Fei and the others?

No matter how extreme the means are to deal with the enemy, there will be no guilt in your heart, but if you attack an innocent person, you will go against your heart and produce demons.

After killing Zhao Fei, Bai Yang only felt extremely smooth in his heart, and there was a feeling of depression expressing, and even the bottleneck of the battle qi was slightly loosened.

He had now reached the peak of the eighth stage of battle qi, and if he wanted to rely on his own efforts to cultivate to the ninth stage of battle qi, it was not as simple as before.

The period between the eighth and ninth stages of the battle qi is a watershed, and if you want to get through it, it is no longer dependent on the accumulation of battle qi, but there must be a qualitative change.

For example, between the battle qi and the gang qi, it is a qualitative change, the war temperature nourishes the body and lays the foundation, but the gang qi is sharp and kills people invisibly.

And the qualitative change between the eighth and ninth stages of the battle qi has a hint of such a flavor.

In the ninth stage, the battle qi will be sharply condensed, forming a kind of battle qi crystal in the dantian, and at this time, the stronger the compression, the smaller the crystal, and the better the quality. It will even affect the quality of the Gang Qi refined in the body when the Gang Qi is promoted in the future.

This also involves some issues of talent.

The battle qi of ordinary people can only be compressed to the size of a fist, and individual geniuses can be compressed to the size of a dragon's eye, as for the ability to compress the battle qi crystals to the size of soybeans, they are already unparalleled geniuses in the world, and even in the mysterious Eastern Capital Continent, those sects that are far stronger than the Xuanjian Sect have to compete for such geniuses.

Breaking through the eighth stage of battle qi to reach the ninth stage, in addition to compressing the battle qi by itself, there is also the means of taking medicine to break through, and with the help of powerful medicinal power, the battle qi crystals are tempered thousands of times, and in one fell swoop break through to the ninth stage of battle qi.

However, this elixir has always been very valuable, and Bai Yang naturally can't break through with such means.

The only way he can go is to break through naturally.

So he is now on the verge of a breakthrough and is unable to take that step.

"Condense the battle qi into crystals and compress it to at least the size of a fist to break through to the ninth stage. My current battle qi is extremely viscous, and I am not a step away from crystallization. Bai Yang was in a state of inward vision, constantly swallowing the vitality of heaven and earth, observing his dantian.

At this time, the amount of battle qi in his dantian was already very considerable, and it was constantly gathering towards the center of the dantian, obviously there was already a sign of turning into crystals.

"If you want to turn the battle gas into crystals, you must temper it and compress it into the most extreme battle gas crystals. I'm just the first step in crystallization, so don't be too impatient. ”

After carefully observing the situation of his battle qi, Bai Yang decided to put his cultivation aside first, and if he wanted to turn into crystals normally, he would have to have a few days of training. However, now that the sect is close at hand, it is still not appropriate to rush.

Thinking so, Bai Yang silently walked out of the room and looked at the back kitchen.

He wanted to know who else was the person who murdered Uncle Liu, and besides Murong Zhen, whether there was still the shadow of the Torture Hall elder behind him.

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"What?"

Murong Zhen looked at Yun Ao, the teacup in his hand was pinched and broken, and he stood up in shock, "Zhao Fei was actually killed?"

Yun Ao nodded, glanced at the frightened and disheveled maid, and said, "According to what she said, it should be Bai Yang's doing." When I arrived, Zhao Fei was already dead, and the death was very miserable, there was hardly a haode bone in his body, and his legs were trampled into the mud. ”

"Bai Yang, it's actually him. Murong Zhen's face twitched, then he calmed down and said: "I can actually kill Zhao Fei of the ninth stage of battle qi, this Bai Yang still has some means, but this is okay, once Zhao Fei dies, Elder Zhao Han will definitely not give up." Even if Zhao Fei is a slave who is inferior to a dog to him, it is also related to his face, and this time Bai Yang is considered to have thrown himself into the net, and there is no need to be afraid. ”

"However, since Bai Yang has such strength, I think he will definitely get the attention of the sect, and we want to condemn him just by the life of a steward, I'm afraid it's a little difficult. Yun Ao made a suggestion on the side: "Why don't you repeat the old trick and deal with him like you wronged that old dog?"

When Murong Zhen heard this, he nodded and said approvingly: "Yes, a genius who can kill the ninth rank of battle qi at such an age, the sect will not give up on him because he dies a steward who has no future, and only by convicting him of a great crime that cannot be turned over." ”

As he spoke, Murong Zhen flicked his fingers, and when he thought of Bai Yang, he would have inexplicable heart palpitations.

To him, Bai Yang was like a beast hidden in the shadows, ready to jump out and bite his throat at any moment.

However, when Murong Zhen thought of his family's Jihua, his heart settled down a little, and he said lightly: "Report this matter to Elder Zhao Han first, and I'll go to meet Baiyang for a while." ”

After finishing speaking, Murong Zhen's eyes were cold, flashing with murderous intent: "Since he has fallen into the abyss half a year ago, then stay in it forever and don't want to climb out!"

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The people in the back kitchen saw that Bai Yang was back again, and they still looked like they couldn't avoid it.

Bai Yang knew that they were also afraid of Zhao Fei and Murong Zhen's shili, so he didn't embarrass them, and found a middle-aged man who was usually closest to Uncle Liu, and asked, "Uncle Zhou, Uncle Liu's matter, you must know the inside story, right?" ”

The middle-aged man who was called Uncle Zhou shook his hand, showed a look of fear on his face, and said in a low voice: "Bai Yang, don't ask me, Steward Liu is a good person, but in this matter, we are not qualified to meddle at all, and we are not even qualified to ask!"

"Sure enough. ”

Seeing Uncle Zhou's frightened and frightened appearance, Bai Yang already had an estimate in his heart, shook his head and left the back kitchen.

In this sect, those who have the authority to appoint and dismiss stewards must at least be deacons.

And Uncle Liu has worked hard for the sect for decades, although it is not important to be in charge, but he also has a very good reputation in the sect. Ordinary deacons, even if they wanted to harm Uncle Liu, would not do it so viciously and thoroughly, so Bai Yang could almost conclude that there must be the shadow of an elder behind this matter.

As for who that elder is, he doesn't need to say Bai Yang to already know.

"Uncle Liu is right, my current ability is not enough to compete with Zhao Han, the elder of the torture hall. I don't even have the qualifications to stand in front of him. Thinking of the Torture Hall Elder, Bai Yang's mood was a little heavy.

Right now, he was only at the peak of the eighth stage of battle qi, but Zhao Han had long been a master of the Earth Yuan Realm.

And now he, let alone the Earth Yuan Realm, even if it is the Gang Qi Realm, he can slap him to death with a casual slap.

Although there are some geniuses in this shijie who can cross the border to challenge, the gap across the great realm can be said to be one heaven and one underground, not to mention that they can kill countless earth yuan powerhouses in the battle qi realm with just a few blows.

Bai Yang no longer competes with himself, and he will not think that he can argue with Zhao Han at this moment.

"Strength, in the final analysis, is still strength, only by becoming stronger can you have the opportunity to control your own destiny. ”

Bai Yang's heart flickered with various thoughts.

At this time, four teenagers came to him, and one of them, with obvious hostility on his face, deliberately bumped into Bai Yang when he rubbed shoulders with him.

Bai Yang was caught off guard, and his body was swayed, but the young man was hit a few times, and after finally stabilizing his steps, he felt embarrassed, and said angrily: "Are you blind?"

Bai Yang frowned slightly, and immediately understood that this person was looking for fault!

"I also told me who it was, it turned out to be you, piece of shit. ”

The young man clenched his fists, grinned and sneered, "You want to leave after bumping into this young master?" ”

"What's the matter, were you stupid by our brothers?" Several other teenagers also surrounded them, they were all cultivators at the peak of the seventh stage of battle qi, and they looked full of confidence: "Why don't you kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, and a few of us will let you go." ”

Bai Yang frowned, and then a sneer appeared on his face. He remembered these people, when they were in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, these people were on Murong Zhen's side.

Presumably, when they came to find trouble for themselves, they also obeyed Murong Zhen's wishes.

Seeing that Bai Yang was motionless, the young man who bumped into him sneered and said in a low voice: "Offended Brother Murong, do you still want to have a good life in the outer gate? You kind of garbage, you are not worthy of Brother Murong to take action personally, now kneel down and beg for mercy, I may leave you a little dignity." ”

"Oh, is it?" Bai Yang seemed to smile, and suddenly reached out like lightning and slapped the young man in the face.

Hearing only a snap, the young man's white and tender face was instantly swollen, and the whole person took a few steps backwards, his face full of shock.

"You, you dare to hit me?" the young man said in a high-pitched voice to his companion, "Hit me! I'm going to break his hand!"

"What are you doing, stop!" At this moment, a light figure broke into everyone's sight and stopped directly in front of Bai Yang.

I saw her eyebrows crossed, glaring at the teenagers who wanted to do it, and then her eyes shifted to the face of the guy who was slapped, and sneered: "Huang Chao, I think you just have a good scar and forget the pain, and you dare to appear in front of this girl!"