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The next day, Zhang Ye took a little change of clothes and sundries, and together with Zhang Que and Zhang Qing, he went to a small set more than a hundred miles away from Sanhe Town, which was a gathering point set by Qingsang Zhang's family.

Before leaving, Zhang Yetuo handed over the four Qi Gathering Pills to his mother. This can be regarded as Zhang Ye's intention to give his mother's zuihou a little before leaving. From now on, Zhang Ye will specialize in martial arts, and he is afraid that he will never come back again.

The wild continent is vast and vast, with many countries and major shili in between. And the people who make up these shili are families. The Qingsang Chengzhang family is a small family.

The Qingsang City Zhang family not only has a strong shili in Qingsang City, but also has more than 30 branches in the surrounding more than 1,000 miles. These branches were all established by the people of the Qingsang Zhang family, like the Zhang family in Sanhe Town, which is a very ordinary branch of the Zhang family.

When the three of Zhang Ye came to this small gathering, they found that there were not many people at the meeting point, so the three of them each chose a stone bench and sat on it to breathe and wait.

After more than half an hour, more and more people rushed here. Most of these people who can stand out from the branch veins are the strength of the early stage of the Martial Dao Triple Stage, and only two or three cultivators are still at the peak of the Martial Dao Triple Stage. Most of them are fifteen or sixteen years old, and some are younger, only fourteen or fifteen years old.

Most of the people who are able to cultivate to this point at this age are people who think very highly of themselves. When these people came here, none of them took the initiative to greet the others, they all found a place to sit cross-legged and wait.

In the following time, more than a dozen groups of people came to this gathering point one after another, and now the number of people gathered together has reached hundreds. There were too many people to fill the stone chairs at the gathering point, and more than a dozen late arrivals had to stand outside.

Zhang Ye has been keeping an eye on the people in the gathering point. One of them, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy in white, has an arrogant attitude and a strong aura on his body, this person should be Zhang Yuhu, the number one young master Zhang Qing said. And the tall black-skinned young man holding a thick steel rod exuded a kind of anger all over his body, which was probably Zhang Dahong from Boulder Town.

Among the young masters, Zhang Yang, who ranked third, Zhang Ye never saw it. Zhang Ye guessed that this person should not have arrived yet.

Seeing that the sun was about to set, three more people came. The head of these three people is a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy wearing leather armor, and what is impressive is that although this person is young, he has white hair on his head, which looks quite strange.

Zhang Ye paid attention to this person's lower plate, and found that this person's lower plate was as stable as a mountain, but it was as elegant as the wind when walking, and said: "This person's next plate is extremely deep, it seems that it is Zhang Yang, who ranks third and is known for his fallen leaf legs." ”

The white-haired young man swept his eyes around the gathering place, and found that the stone chairs had been seated, and his brows couldn't help frowning. At this time, a sturdy young man next to him also glanced around, and Zuihou focused his gaze on Zhang Ye's body.

Although the people in this gathering place are all young people, they are all young people, and they are also divided in age. Zhang Ye is only thirteen years old, and he is very eye-catching to stay in a group of fifteen or sixteen-year-old teenagers.

The sturdy young man strode forward, came to Zhang Ye's side, and said in a rough voice: "Boy, let me go! ”

Zhang Ye frowned slightly, knowing that this person saw that he was young and thought that he was easy to bully, so he came to the door. Slowly opening his eyes, Zhang Ye said lightly: "I sat on this chair first, I want to give it to you?"

Zhang Ye traveled far away for the first time, although he didn't want to cause trouble, but when things got to him, he was not afraid. Savage shijie strength is respected, everything relies on fists to speak, at this time you must not retreat, otherwise others will not only not be grateful to you, but will laugh at you. And the onlookers will also look down on them from the bottom of their hearts.

"Weishenme let me?" The sturdy young man's face pulled the horizontal flesh, raised the fist in his hand, and said with a smile: "Just rely on Lao Tzu's fist! Boy, Lao Tzu's fist is thicker than your thighs, if you are not obedient, then I have to punch you." ”

This sturdy young man has the strength of the early stage of martial arts, and between the shaking of his big fists, his hand joints are rattling, like fried beans, which sounds very terrifying. ,

Seeing this sturdy young man grabbing a chair in a bright light, the eyes of the audience all looked over. Even Zhang Yuhu, who ranked first, and Zhang Dahong, who ranked second, also set their eyes on it, and everyone was watching how Zhang Ye responded.

Zhang Ye's experience far exceeds that of his peers, and he is not nervous because of everyone's eyes. Looking at the fist of the strong young man, Zhang Ye said lightly: "I'm sitting here pranayama, you have nothing to come up to disturb me, it's a mistake." After bothering me, he threatened me, which is another mistake. If you make two mistakes together, I'll cut you twice. ”

"Slash me twice, boy, you haven't woken up yet, haha......" The sturdy young man listened to Zhang Ye's words, he opened his mouth, haha laughed a few times, and just wanted to laugh a few words, when he suddenly saw Zhang Ye put his palm into a knife and slashed it over!

Zhang Ye's hand knife can be described in only one word, that is-fast!

Zhang Ye once practiced knives under the waterfall for several months, and one of the benefits he got from practicing knives under the waterfall was that he practiced a quick knife. And after cultivating the Qingfeng Slash to the end of the day, the speed of Zhang Ye's sword will be faster.

In the nearly ten days of fighting with Zhang Chengtian and the Great Elder, Zhang Ye took a step further in his knife technique, silently between the shots, but very powerful, this hand knife was a move from Zhang Ye imitating the palm of the Great Elder Qiu Song, without the slightest warning before the shot, after the shot, it was like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, both fast and weird.

"Porphyry!"

The sturdy young man only felt a pain in his thigh, and he had already received a hand knife from Zhang Ye, and his thigh was stumbled by this hand knife, blood splattered out, and he almost fell to the ground.

The sturdy boy didn't have time to cry out for pain, because Zhang Ye's second hand knife came again! This hand knife was still so fast, so ruthless, and so weird!

After all, the sturdy young man is also a martial arts triple master, and after receiving a knife from Zhang Ye, the intention of despising the enemy in his heart has long since dissipated. Seeing that Zhang Ye slashed with one hand again, he hurriedly held one with both hands, just blocking the second knife that Zhang Ye slashed over later.

"Poof!" Zhang Ye's hand knife slashed at the palm of the sturdy young man.

Zhang Ye's hand knife was ready to be fired, and the sturdy young man was in a hurry, as soon as the palms of the two intersected, the huge force forced the tall and sturdy young man to take a few steps back, and his hands were hot. When I lifted it up, I saw that the back of my hand was cut out with a faint blood mark by Zhang Ye's knife.

Retreat from the enemy with two swords!

Zhang Ye's two hand swords, there was no warning when he shot, and he was as fast as a meteor after the shot, showing an extremely solid foundation of martial arts. People who have been paying attention to Zhang Ye's movements, after seeing Zhang Ye's two hand knives, their eyes are all bright. Zhang Dahong, who was holding a steel rod in his hand, had a strong fighting intent in his eyes, and he couldn't wait to step forward immediately and fight with Zhang Ye.

"Boy, you dare to sneak attack me, you are looking for death!" The sturdy young man never expected that he was forced to retreat in a hurry by the other party's two hand knives, and his face became very ugly.

Seeing this person rushing over, Zhang Ye raised his eyebrows, and thought to himself: "This reckless man, it seems that if he doesn't give him a little power, he doesn't know how to advance or retreat!"