The bodies of the two will not be found until they decay, and how can the people who have gone through all kinds of experiences still have that trace of compassion? If there is no way in the sky, the wicked are reckless, and the saints do not come out, then you should practice the evil way!

The setting twilight star is about to be replaced by a dazzling sun, and the night is even darker. I directly found an unmanned poplar tree in a remote place and sat on it, looking at the treasure in front of me leisurely.

'Liuyan Fruit, which can enhance the internal force of a Jiazi (cannot break through its own upper limit), can enhance the martial arts attributes related to fire. Can be exchanged for 800 points. ’

looked at Zhu Guo in front of him in disappointment, after all, the internal force obtained could not break through his upper limit, it would be useless, he had eight supernatural powers, and his internal force was self-generated, where was there a lack of true qi.

Still shook his head: "It's not easy to earn points, and this kind of thing is even less common." How to eat?"

'Twenty points can be used to obtain relevant information. ’

With a confused face, this system is a bit of a pit, it turns out that there is no such. However, now that he has a few thousand deposits, he naturally disdains only twenty points and pays with a wave of his hand.

Suddenly, information appeared in front of him that no one else could see, and it was all the knowledge related to the Liuyan Fruit. And the method of taking this fruit is also very simple, put it in the mouth, and refine it into the body with powerful true qi.

Without hesitation, leaning on a thick branch, with a vermilion fruit in his mouth, the internal force secretly urged, and an endless stream of infusion and vermilion fruit. And the vermilion fruit is also disappearing with a visible effect, and in less than a moment, it is completely absorbed.

"A moment of time, fifteen minutes, no wonder the two of them can't take it, and their internal strength is exhausted. ”

Feeling the body quietly, the cold air of Xuan Binggang's strength was diametrically opposed, and there was a warm current of hot air across the seven meridians and eight veins, and finally poured into the dantian. And the capacity of true qi has also faintly increased by two percent, and it has gradually stabilized with the help of the eight-rank divine power.

At this time, there are many masters in Jinyang, and the seats on the list will not be too few, just to challenge them one by one. Quietly looking up at the sky, it was getting darker. However, Bu Qianhuai did not hesitate, and jumped down directly and walked in the direction of Jinyang Road.

............

On the first day of November, heavy snow buried the mountain roads, which was also a rare leisure time for farmers, and the streets were sparsely populated. However, the vicinity of Jinyang Road is different from previous years, and people from all walks of life gather here, both good and evil. And now the conference is just around the corner.

Just as Bu Qianhuai was walking on the main road, he faintly saw that many people were trotting in one direction, and turned around and grabbed one person.

The person who was pulled looked like he was half of a mess, full of vitality, but he didn't blame, but looked at Bu Qianhuai stunned, as if asking what to do with me.

smiled slightly, like a spring breeze: "This little brother, I don't know what happened, everyone rushed in that direction." ”

"Oh, it looks like you're also passing by, just now it spread, there are two people near the flower garden who don't agree and start fighting, of course, it's to see the excitement. At this time, he looked carefully, but he felt that the young man in front of him had a sense of arrogance and Confucianism in his eyebrows, and he naturally made friends when he walked the rivers and lakes, and asked with a hand in his hand: "In the next week, I don't know what your name is?"

"Bu Qianhuai, a Confucian student. ”

At first glance, when he heard the word Bu Qianhuai, Zhou Mousan was stunned for a moment, and then when he heard the word Confucianism, he sighed, and said, even if he is a master of the Taoist Conference, it is impossible to go out and meet the upstart on the list, not to mention that the Jianghu can't tell whether it is the evil Bu Qianhuai. The person in front of him took a closer look, and there was indeed a Confucian style, and it was Confucianism.

Seeing Zhou Mousan's expression, he also shook his head and smiled, it seems that he still has some fame: "I am new to this place, I am not familiar with it, and I also ask the little brother to follow me and go to watch the showdown of the masters of the human list." ”

Zhou suddenly responded and walked directly in one direction with Bu Qianhuai.

The closer I walked, I found that the figures were about to gather, and the gathered crowd had formed a circle twenty feet long around a place.

Feeling the fluctuation of the powerful true qi, Bu Qianhuai's face was wonderful. It seems that these two people are not the existence at the bottom of the list, this time it is really, here it is!

On the periphery of the crowd, you can also feel a sword blade and a transcendent posture.

From the gap in the crowd, I saw two people dancing with long swords, one was like an immortal, one step at a time, one poem, the literary style was very, but there was no Confucian rust;

"Hmph, a little progress! Fortunately, you are not a member of my Sword Sect, otherwise you will always be pressed by me, that taste, oops...... It's not comfortable. ”

The other figure snorted coldly, and the pure white long sword slashed down from top to bottom, like a big river and lake, pouring out!

"The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky!"

"Not bad!" "The right hand turned into a sword finger, and the size of the sword was also visible beyond twenty zhang, and he pointed at it blankly: "Yuyu sword finger!"

The two moves converged, suddenly showing the edge, within ten zhang, the wind was raging, and the violent true qi was blowing, and the onlookers outside twenty zhang also felt a faint pain.

Although most of the people outside the arena are ordinary people who are more lively, but now in Jinyang Dao, there is a martial artist among ten people, so many people secretly let out a cold sweat. But the two fought freely, obviously not using all their strength.

But seeing Feng Linlang's eyes gathering, the true qi on the sword finger suddenly poured out, and the young man on the other side suddenly took a few steps back.

"Attention! I'm going to ...... Draw your sword. The second son of the sword was spoken, but when he saw that Feng Linlang, who had no blade on his body, suddenly grasped it in the void, and a white long sword should be in his hands.

"Bai Hongfeng, slash!"

There was no fancy, no shouting, just an ordinary slash, but he gave way to Qianhuai in a faint cold sweat, because under this sword momentum, he felt that his true qi was slightly stagnant, and at that moment, his true qi was mobilized with some difficulty, and it was hard to imagine what a predicament the young man who faced this sword was. In this world, it is really not to be underestimated.

But he saw that the young man did not pause, there was a lotus under his feet, and the wind was born on the soles of his feet, and his body was suddenly ethereal, with one move and one poem, swinging his sword like an immortal.

A fairy ethereal temperament made Bu Qianhuai's eyes narrow: "Qinglian Sword Technique Thirteen Uniques?" "Qinglian Sword Technique Thirteen Uniques, the secret of the Taibai Li family, in the archives of the Pursuit Division, Bu Qianhuai has some understanding of the personnel of the major forces, and if the person in front of him is not mistaken, it should be......

Holding the sword in his backhand, he was indeed not in a hurry, and looked at everything in front of him confidently: "Performing poems is really worthy of the title of Xiao Li Bai." ”

The ninth on the list of people in the world at that time, 'Little Li Bai' Li Moran.