In Yuan Hong's words, there was no room for negotiation. Xue Chong was surprised in his heart, could it be that this person saw a flaw?

"Good. Obey the orders of the commander. ”

......

In the early morning of the second day, under the shroud of mist, Yuanhong's martial arts training ground flashed this golden light under the morning sun, the surrounding leaves exuded a fragrance, and rows of willow leaves were budding, but a gloomy atmosphere dominated this hundreds of acres of land.

Because this is a mass grave.

Yuan Hong grew from a small gluttonous realm to a towering tree, and his martial arts reached the tenth realm of connecting the heavens, so he naturally killed a lot of people. After all, true martial arts can only be improved through the tempering of blood and fire, not just learning tricks.

Sometimes, no matter how good-looking the flower boxing show legs are, they can't resist the blow of real kung fu.

As the prince of the Great Hungarian Empire, Yuan Hong certainly couldn't kill people nakedly, so he looked for prisoners in the Great Hungarian Empire. Many prisoners have extremely high martial arts, and they don't have to bear any responsibility for killing.

Therefore, many prisoners who claim to be "sent to a certain country to serve in a certain country to atone for their crimes" have become ghosts under Yuan Hong's hands.

Because of this, the martial arts training ground in Prince Cheng's mansion is a mass grave, because it is easy to deal with killing people.

Of course, since Yuan Hong's martial arts were completed, he had lost interest in killing people here, after all, with his martial arts, where could he find any opponents in the world?

But this time he can't be wasted, because he still has children and grandchildren, and he wants his children and grandchildren to practice peerless martial arts.

......

Xue Chong's whole body was on guard.

When he walked in here, although he saw the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, the strong murderous aura still stimulated his senses.

Fetal breath is a magical realm, incomprehensible to cultivators, and a mystery to a person as physically powerful as Yuan Hong.

Therefore, Xue Chong has now entered the second realm of fetal breath, the fetal breath in motion.

His senses radiated out extremely strongly, and even if he didn't look up, he felt Yuan Biao's razor-sharp eyes.

This evil young man's temperament has changed a lot compared to yesterday, at least, now, he has put away the obvious contempt in his eyes.

Could it be that what he shows to the world is the negativity of his character?

"Brother Liu, did you sleep well last night?"

These words were very bland, but Xue Chong still felt the smile in his eyes.

"Not good. Because there are always ghosts outside my window and on the roof of my house. ”

Xue Chong did not hide his anger.

"Therefore, you are content to die here today, because I killed you in an unfair state, and you can rest in peace. Yuan Biao laughed again.

"It's up to you?" Xue Chong's face also showed disdain, "If it weren't for your Lao Tzu to press you down, it would be you who died." ”

"You can rest assured. This is the burial place of my father's coffin, and my father cannot desecrate it, and the fight between us is fair. ”

"Cut!" Xue Chong spat on the ground, "You asked someone to bang on the roof of my house last night and sing outside the window, this is called fairness?

"No, he's never going to make a move. This time, there was a solemn taste in Yuan Biao's words.

"He doesn't take action personally, you are like a cloud of masters in Prince Cheng's mansion, can't he send someone else to make a move?" Xue Chong sneered.

Yuan Biao smiled: "It seems that you are really suspicious by nature, I don't care if you believe my words or not, today's battle is inevitable, you still have to think about how to survive." ”

After saying this, Yuan Biao's face was cold, and he drew the sword behind his back.

The sword is a good sword, as clear as a stream of autumn water.

Xue Chong drew the knife, and he pulled out the firewood knife on his waist.

This knife has never been officially used since he came to the capital, but this time, it is time for him to use it.

Xue Chong's eyes were full of contempt: "A person like you is not worthy of using such a good sword at all." ”

"Look for death!"

After saying these two words, Yuan Biao's sword palace went straight forward, and between the flashes of sword light, he stabbed Xue Chong's eight big points in front of his chest.

Withdraw!

Retreat!

Before a strong danger descended, Xue Chong retreated a hundred paces away.

Sword Qi!

No wonder Yuan Biao looked like a child playing a game when he faced him, it turned out that he had already cultivated his sword qi.

Such martial arts, in the Hongyuan Continent, are land true immortals, god-like existences.

Only a strong person whose physical body has cultivated to the extreme depth of the realm of connecting with the heavens, and the acupuncture points on his body can trigger the induction of the aura of heaven and earth, and he can emit sword qi, and he may kill and hurt people a hundred steps away.

People who have really reached this level already have the same internal force and true qi as the substance, otherwise, it is impossible to extract the true qi between heaven and earth and use it for their own use.

Another meaning of sword qi is to use the true qi between heaven and earth to make the short sword longer, and hurt and kill people from a distance.

If Yuan Hong used such a sword qi, Xue Chong was not surprised at all, but the person who used the sword qi now was his son who was less than a weak crown, which made him extremely surprised.

......

Far away, Yuan Hong in a window looked at Xue Chong's figure, moved slightly, and showed a thoughtful expression: "What kind of light skill is this, is it Long Yingtian's divine gossip?"

Of course, he was not worried about Yuan Biao's safety at all, because Yuan Biao himself was already a powerhouse at the peak of the Eighth Heavenly Column, and he had a lot of experience in actual combat.

Of course, these are not the main ones. The most important thing that made him not worry was that the sword in Yuan Biao's hand was not an ordinary sword that cut gold and jade, but a spirit sword named Qiu Yu.

This sword can't even be forged by him, but the sword left behind by a female elder in the Demon Gate who has cultivated very deeply, which is made of dark iron between heaven and earth, and then infused with spiritual energy by cultivators for nearly a hundred years, and has been channeled. When the elder is not dead, he can manipulate it in the air, and killing people a hundred steps away is like waiting.

Such a treasure itself is like a giant thunder, as long as the person who controls it learns to use it and releases the energy of the giant thunder, it can cause the death of the enemy, and it is the product of the essence and blood of the cultivator. It is originally a treasure of Taoism, but once it is mastered by a martial arts master, it also has a powerful killing power.

Yuanbijun cherishes this nephew, so he wants to give away such a treasure.

Yuan Hong, as a powerhouse of the tenth heavenly realm in the physical body, had already reached the wonderful realm of psychics, and since he had seen Xue Chong, he had faintly felt that there was some kind of secret hidden in him.

It was just a gut feeling, and he certainly wasn't sure he was right. Moreover, with his identity, since he has already been tested in the study, he can no longer take action in person.

Unexpectedly, Wang Shi actually had a holiday with him, and found Yuan Biao to vent his anger for him, but he was also in the middle of it, so he decided to let his son test him.

Next to Yuan Hong, there was a peerless woman sitting upright, it was the Queen Mother Yuan Bijun, who came here to watch the battle without knowing what Lu Dao was doing.

......

Seeing that Xue Chong was defeated and retreating, Yuan Biao took advantage of the situation with the sword in his hand, cut a giant tree that two people hugged together, and walked up.

Xue Chong's heart was engaged in a fierce battle at this time, should he use Bai Yunsheng's martial arts?

After only one move, he already understood a fact: if he didn't use the martial arts at the bottom of the box today, I am afraid that he would really die here.

He also faintly felt that someone was peeping at him, maybe waiting for him to use Bai Yunsheng's sword technique.

Bang!

In the midst of the sparks, Xue Chong retreated again, keenly feeling that there was a deep gap in the firewood knife.

Fortunately, the firewood knife in his hand was heavy, weighing dozens of catties, so that the firewood knife was not broken by a blow.

Of course, Xue Chong didn't care about anything else at this time, he walked through the woods one by one, feeling the fragrance of the leaves. Fortunately, when Lao Long was teaching Xue Chong to practice gossip and light skills, he deliberately made changes in many places, and then after Xue Chong's free play, he gradually hid the source of light skills.

In fact, since the beginning of the falling grass and snowy mountain, the old dragon has not interfered much with Xue Chong in martial arts, in fact, the old dragon also wants to see if Xue Chong's road is successful.

The old dragon has no score in his heart, he has an empty stomach full of Taoism, but why did he fall into the hands of a martial arts master?

Three hundred miles.

Although this is not such a terrifying number, Yuan Biao's chasing figure is still slightly sluggish after all. Even though he is a strong man in the sky, his physical body is strong, and he can even do a short run in the air, but these abilities cannot play the slightest role in front of Xue Chong.

Several times, he thought that he had caught up with Xue Chong and could force him to fight hard, but Xue Chong could always dodge his attacks in an instant.

......

"Eldest sister, this person's skills are extremely shallow, but his physical strength is very similar to the state I was in after taking the Iron Lotus. Yuan Hong finally couldn't hold it back.

"Let's see. Yuan Bijun's eyes also began to appear foggy.

......

"Damn, you coward, are you a hero if you blindly run away like this?" Yuan Biao began to scold.

It's just that by this time, he already knew the fact that his light skills were lower than those of his opponents.

"Who said I was fleeing, I was leading!"

After saying this, the snow bright sword light lit up, and the gale howled.

The name of this move is "Gale".

Yuan Biao suddenly felt the sword wind attack his body, and he was so frightened that his soul flew out of the sky, and he desperately drew a sword and fled quickly!

Looking at the blood on the ground, Xue Chong's face showed a satisfied smile - yes, the power of Bai Yunsheng's sword technique is far above that of the "Overlord Sword Technique".

He had just spent a lot of effort to run three hundred miles, just to avoid the prying eyes of Yuan Hong and Yuan Bijun, so he could start. He didn't hurt Yuan Biao with the firewood knife in his hand this time, but injured him with a hand knife.

However, Xue Chong knew that this was all a surprise victory, it was a trick, and it couldn't hurt his life, and after he figured it out, he would definitely find his own competition.

However, he still breathed a sigh of relief, no matter what, now this level is over, Yuan Biao, if you want to get this field back, how can I give you a chance easily?