Boom –

In just one breath, the young man had already come to Gao Yanghu, and when he landed, the stone slabs were dented and cracked, which showed the fierceness of his coming.

The young man looked at King Nan above and said, "Your Majesty, I cleaned up some people who didn't open my eyes just now, so it's too late." ”

Nanwang looked at the young man, smiled, and said, "It's not too late, it's just right!"

The young man looked at the middle-aged man with an ordinary face on the eaves again, and said with a smile: "Boss Baozi, are you selling steamed buns to the palace?"

The middle-aged man's eyes paused slightly, and he remembered where he had seen this young man.

Boom –

Gao Yang shouted and threw away the black arrow that had just been pulled out of his back, he roared, quickly picked up the big pillar that fell to the ground, and slammed it again, 'Hula' smashed it at the boy.

The young man was not in a hurry, and between the opening of his right palm, a black spear quietly appeared in his hand, and no one saw how he took it out.

Boom –

The young man's spear stabbed out and hit the center of the pillar, the hard stone pillar, as fragile as tofu, and the spear pierced directly.

With the shock of the young man's arm, the stone pillar that was already hollow shattered, and the rubble flew, at this time, the stone pillar held by Gao Yanghu in his hand was only half of it.

And the spear continued to advance.

Even with the body of King Kong, Gao Yanghu could still feel the terrifying strength and sharpness, he didn't dare to test the law, he was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly let go, one sideways to avoid.

Boom –

Half of the stone pillars were all reduced to debris at this time.

Between the rubble, the spear in the young man's hand swept across, Gao Yang couldn't dodge, and with a 'crisp' sound of his body, the red light dissipated, his chest ached, and he flew upside down.

He coughed up blood in his mouth and carried pieces of internal organs.

His Mighty Vajra Gu was broken.

Under the boy's blow, his defenses were broken in an instant, and when Gao Yanghu fell to the ground, he had already recovered his true body.

"Gao Yang!"

The middle-aged man was shocked, and the black sword in his hand instantly turned into clouds of smoke, filling the surroundings, and at the same time, countless black Gu worms shot out from his cuffs.

Wu Daoren didn't dare to slack off, he held his breath, the three-foot green blade in his hand danced impermeable, dispersed the smoke, and killed all the black Gu insects, while the middle-aged man took advantage of this gap to sweep down and kill the young man.

Bell –

The black sword and the black spear collided in an instant, and the middle-aged man's body retreated, only feeling that his arm was numb, as if it was not his own body, the tiger's mouth was cracked, and the blood flowed for a long time.

Only then did he understand that Gao Yang Hu, who had inspired the secret technique, was still broken by one blow, because even he, a true cultivator, who had surpassed the realm of a secular martial artist, was still inferior in this level of strength!

His gaze became solemn, he couldn't sense the aura of the young man's cultivation, he didn't know the specific strength, if this young man was also a cultivator, at such an age, it was really amazingly talented.

And even if it wasn't, a person in the realm of a secular martial artist could be comparable to a cultivator at the level of strength, and that would be just as terrifying.

If it is cultivated a little, it will be a giant in the future.

He is a cultivator, why did the sect send him to take such care of Gao Yanghu, a young junior? What he fancied was Gao Yanghu's talent and his future.

Among the young disciples of the Gu Sect, he is the most promising to become the successor of one of the sect's heritages.

But compared with the boy in front of him, Gao Yanghu was inferior.

The Southern King's army of reinforcements arrived.

Among them, there are the soldiers of the Mu Mansion led by Mu Gong, the army of Xiaoxingcheng who has already secretly returned to the southern capital under the orders of Mu Jing, and the Hong family army led by Hong Fu......

There are also people and horses from all sides who resolutely support the king of the south, and they are also killed one after another at this time.

The rebellion abruptly arose, but with the entry of the army, this wind-like rebellion was quickly quelled, the shouts of killing gradually decreased, and the sound of swords and weapons falling to the ground could be faintly heard.

The army is pressed in, and the only way to survive may be to choose surrender.

The general trend is gone, and it will eventually be powerless.

The middle-aged man sighed softly, pulled up Gao Yanghu, who looked gloomy, and quickly swept up the eaves and walked away.

The young man bent his bow and was about to pull the string, when the king of the south said, "Let them go." ”

The boy was stunned.

It was also known that the young man had doubts, and the king of the south sighed faintly and said: "The current southern country is full of dangers, and we can't afford to provoke the Gu faction for the time being. ”

The boy understood, put down the bowstring, and let the two disappear into the night.

With the escape of the two, the rebels on the side of Gaoyanghu also surrendered at this time, and this rebellion was finally suppressed.

Nandu is destined for a great purge, and although Nanwang is merciful to those involved in this rebellion, it does not mean that he will blindly let it go.

The Ping Shengmeng was completely uprooted.

The southern officials involved in it were also purged.

In the next few days, it rained heavily in Nandu for several days, thunder and thunder, on the guillotine of the vegetable market, the head rolled down, and the blood red the streets, mixed with the rain, and flowed into the Jin River outside the southern capital.

The Jin River was once dyed red.

Some people pointed out that Liu Gong, one of the three dukes, seemed to have also been involved in the treason case of the Ping Sheng League, but the king of Nan remembered his old feelings, coupled with the lack of definite evidence, and finally chose to exile his entire clan.

This can be regarded as the special kindness of the king of the south.

Time flashed, and another two months passed.

The summer is gone, and autumn is getting stronger.

The war in Biansai became more and more tense, and a large-scale war broke out between the southern and Rong countries at any time.

Chen Tuo entered the palace from time to time, or had a few drinks with Nanwang, or played chess with Song Wen'er, talked about his heart, or discussed cultivation with Wu Daoren after leaving the customs.

Wu Daoren was one of the few cultivators Chen Tuo had met since he came down the mountain, and the two had fallen in love after a conversation, so Chen Tuo often came to nag.

Although Wu Daoren's cultivation is far inferior to Chen Tuo's grandfather, uncle and aunt, his argument is very unique and very suitable for Chen Tuo's recent situation.

In particular, you can give him some point-to-the-point advice.

Yan Mansion.

Chamber.

Chen Tuotuan sat on the ground and whispered to himself: "According to what the national teacher said, the qi realm is not reached, and there is no way to control the qi, that is because the aura in our body is mottled qi. Part of it is Reiki, and part of it is True Qi, if I can use it for two purposes, one for controlling Aura and the other for making True Qi, maybe it will work!"

Qi realm is the most basic requirement for alchemy, because if you don't have a qi realm, the qi in your body is not pure, and the refined pill is an incomplete waste single and secondary pill.

Some people are born with the ability to use two minds, or even multitask, just like someone's hands can play with each other.

It's a special talent.

Chen Tuo hadn't studied whether he had this kind of talent, but even if he had, he wouldn't necessarily be able to concentrate on his own energy, but that didn't prevent him from trying.

He calmed down, felt the qi in his body with his heart, and slowly, he entered a meditative state.

He could clearly feel the mottled gases in his body, and he tried to separate them, like peeling off a cocoon, without the slightest distraction.

When the mind is condensed to a certain extent, it is extremely draining.

An hour later, Chen Tuo's face was sweating profusely, his breath was white, and he seemed to be seriously ill, but he smiled.