Arrogant!

Xiao Yiwen is so arrogant!

Are all the people in the mortuary so unsightly?

Shan Xiongxing's face changed one after another, realizing the terrifying killing intent on Xiao Yiwen's body, and finally silently put away the meteor hammer.

Xiao Yiwen restrained his momentum and left with Song Zhong and Wang Cheng.

Seeing the three of them leave and gradually disappear into the night, Shan Xiongxing clenched his teeth and clenched his fists tightly.

"Alas, old Dan, mourning. He is such an arrogant person, but unfortunately, he is appreciated by the sect leader, and ordinary people really can't touch him. ”

Xu Xiaotian of Qinglong Hall let out a long sigh, he stood up and walked up to Shan Xiongxing, and patted Shan Xiongxing on the shoulder.

Xu Xiaotian's gaze was meaningful, and he seemed to know a lot.

Xu Xiaotian is gone, the main master has already left, and an inconsequential hall master like him can also go back to sleep.

Xuanwutang's Xie Zhishen didn't say much, he left with his heavy shield on his back, and from a distance, the whole person was as funny as a turtle.

Zhu Yurou of Zhuque Hall didn't pay attention to Shan Xiongxing at all, while swallowing clouds and spitting fog, he took a bewitching step, and when he passed by Shan Xiongxing, he also spit out a puff of cigarette with a "phew" at Shan Xiongxing.

Shan Xiongxing hated his teeth so much, but he didn't dare to attack, and finally held it in his heart.

After everyone left, Shan Xiongxing slammed his fist on the door of the council hall.

"Bang!"

The gate was shattered into pieces of wood in an instant.

There were also sawdust flying in the air.

"Grass! I'll kill you sooner or later. What are you looking at? Haven't you seen the heroic appearance of the master of the parishion?"

Shan Xiongxing glared at the Holy Sect disciple next to the gate viciously, and the Holy Sect disciple was terrified, his legs were weak, and he fell to the ground with a "poof".

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Back to the inner courtyard.

On the side of the bed, Song Zhong sat cross-legged.

Recalling the terrifying momentum that Shan Xiongxing erupted, Song Zhong shuddered.

Since he lifted the sword, many wicked people in the rivers and lakes have died under his sword, nearly more than 20 people, which has also become the capital of his fame.

And there were eight first-class masters who died under his hands!

Five of them were Shan Xiongxing's subordinates of the White Tiger Hall of the Wuji Holy Sect, and the other three were Qin Million of Santang County, the big boss of Heifeng Village, and Fang Zongqi of Silin County.

Eight masters, although not necessarily all of them were killed by his own true skills.

But it was all at his hands.

He was faintly proud to be able to slaughter so many masters in the realm of a second-rate martial artist.

And these masters are not general.

He has the right to be proud, he has the right to be complacent.

But all of that was shattered tonight.

The killing intent that erupted from Shan Xiongxing's body was stronger than all the masters he had ever seen.

The force presented is even more exaggerated.

In the face of the speeding Meteor Hammer, he had no way to dodge.

If it weren't for Xiao Yiwen to come to the rescue, he would have been a dead man by now.

The gap in strength between the two sides is really too big.

Could it be...

There is also a gap in strength between first-class masters?

Song Zhong had no doubt that none of the ten Fang Zongqi would necessarily be able to beat Shan Xiongxing.

Strong and terrible!

It's not just Shan Xiongxing, the hall masters present are all strong!

Xiao Yiwen, the master of the funeral hall, is even more outrageous in martial arts.

Shan Xiongxing is already strong enough, but he didn't expect Xiao Yiwen to deal with Shan Xiongxing so easily.

Xiao Yiwen shouldn't have become a grandmaster realm, right?

Song Zhong had a lot of thoughts in his mind.

Immediately, Song Zhong shook his head, although Xiao Yiwen's momentum was strong, it should not have reached the level of the grandmaster realm.

It is rumored that a martial artist in the realm of the grandmaster can shrink the ground into inches and shatter mountains and rivers with his fist!

Every martial artist in the realm of the Grandmaster seems to have the energy to destroy the world and destroy the world.

When he opened his eyes, Song Zhong's eyes showed yearning.

Strength!

He craves strength!

Only by constantly becoming stronger can we stand at the top of the world and overlook the scenery.

Song Zhong's inner belief was even firmer.

In his last life, he died of fatigue and suddenly, and he didn't do many things, and he didn't even talk about love, leaving huge regrets in his heart.

Since this life has passed, and it has crossed into a world where everyone is martial and the strong are respected. Then, he must become the most powerful man in the world.

He can't forget the domineering scene of Xiao Yiwen!

Only the strong deserve the right to speak!

Song Zhong's mind was immersed in a state of self-hypnosis, and soon, Song Zhong was going to start practicing the "Qingxuan Heart Sutra".

My mind is full of the mantra of "Qingxuan Heart Sutra".

The internal force in the dantian slowly swims in the meridians around the body with the mantra of "Qingxuan Heart Sutra", and the cycle repeats.

The "Qing Xuan Heart Sutra" is a Xuan-level exercise, with a total of three realms, and each realm has three levels: high, medium, and low.

Now Song Zhong has cultivated to the intermediate level of the second level realm.

If you cultivate to the advanced level of the second level realm, you will have the capital to be promoted to a first-class master.

On the night of the summer night, the refreshing breeze carried the sound of insects and frogs chirping, and walked through the entire Daping Mountain Wuji Holy Sect.

The night was long, and the snoring was bursting.

The unenterprising life is to eat, sleep, and eat, and always dislike not having enough time to sleep.

And the self-motivated Song Zhong has been practicing diligently and diligently.

Especially after witnessing Xiao Yiwen's strength, he worked harder.

As time passed, a mysterious aura gradually permeated his body.

His brows tightened, and he clearly felt that his second-rate realm was a little loose.

It can be said that he is only one step away from a first-class master!

This kick is very important, if he breaks through to the realm of first-class masters, he will no longer be afraid of Shan Xiongxing.

In time, there is a better chance to crush villains like Shan Xiongxing!

But how do you get this foot in?

He vaguely felt that there seemed to be an invisible door in the dark.

The gate was hidden, so he couldn't find it.

He was so anxious that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his eyebrows twitched wildly, and he could not find the location of the gate.

At this moment, a shocking voice sounded.

"Whew... Call... Whew..."

The snoring of a fat man came from next door, and the snoring was like thunder, waking up Song Zhong, who was engrossed in practicing internal skills.

Song Zhong opened his eyes abruptly, gasped for breath, and sweat fell to the ground "ticking" down his cheeks.

Turning his head, he looked at the wall behind him, and his gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the wall and see the room behind the wall.

There must be a pig lying in that room that eats and sleeps, and eats when he wakes up!

And it's a fat pig!

He had obviously entered the last moment, and he was only a little short of breaking through the second-rate realm and becoming a first-class master, but he was awakened by the snoring of the fat man.

Half-ringing, Song Zhong sighed faintly, maybe this is fate.

Looking out the window, the bright moon in the sky poked its head out and released its light.

Clench your fists, and one day, he will also become the bright moon in the sky, haunting only in the darkness, but dispelling all darkness.