Here, Tang drunk drew spiritual power from the Canglan belt, and after the explosion ended, the turbid smoke in front of him slowly dissipated, and when he saw Zhu Haiquan running away into the distance, he naturally couldn't let him go.

And he saw that Zhu Haiquan's steps were a little frivolous, obviously suffering a lot of secret injuries, Tang drunk with an instant kill, chased after him, and used Ling Hegong under his feet, and chased Zhu Haiquan in a short time.

Zhu Haiquan heard the footsteps behind him, and secretly complained bitterly, feeling unlucky. I finally sneaked out of the sect, thinking that I would spend the rest of my life well, but I didn't expect that I would have a brain fever and provoke such a bad star.

So he showed a smile, turned around with a forced smile, and said to Tang Zui: "Xiaoyou, just now I just wanted to have a discussion with you, and there was no hostility. You and me, there was no enmity in the past, there is no injustice in the near future, treat the old decay as a fart, let it go. ”

Tang Zui saw that Zhu Haiquan was laughing more ugly than crying at this moment, and he had already made up his mind to kill him here, how could he let him go.

Tang Zui didn't speak, Zhu Haiquan continued: "I was originally a disciple of the famous sect battle hall near here, and I went out to take over the task of the sect, you have to think about it!" Seeing that Tang Zui refused to speak, he changed his face again at the moment, and coldly took out the signboard of the sect battle hall.

Tang Zui smiled and said, "Oh, it turns out that Your Excellency is a disciple of the Battle Hall. I heard that there is a ceremony for accepting disciples in the Battle Hall recently, but all disciples have to participate, how can you come out!"

When Zhu Haiquan heard it, he understood that he couldn't be fooled. His face darkened, ready to fight to the death. After all, he had been on the way to cultivating for decades, and with his remaining means, he naturally didn't think about escaping.

Tang drunk walked out of the battle hall, and naturally had a bad relationship with that Miaosang Zhenren. Even if the person in front of him is a disciple of the Battle Hall, he can only kill this person to prevent future troubles.

He raised the instant killing attack, and Zhu Haiquan directly took out an earthy yellow pill from the Sumeru bracelet and swallowed it into his stomach. Tang Zui has seen this thing, just like the pill that Tie Hongzhong took when he fought against the boy Huang Shang in blood, it can temporarily stimulate the power in his body, and he dare not be careless.

The spiritual power of Zhu Haiquan's whole body instantly became furious, his clothes hunted in the wind, and he picked up the full moon scimitar in his right hand to meet Tang Zui's attack. He jumped up, and the ground under his feet was cracked apart by the shock, obviously because his spiritual power had been improved.

Tang drunken people arrived with the sword, and the two blades met. Zhu Haiquan can withstand the attack of instant killing, and completely understands that the kid in front of him is at least the strength of the eighth layer of the agility period.

He wanted to take a few steps back, but unfortunately Tang was drunk and didn't give him a chance, so he used Ling Hegong to half-squat down, and then flew up and kicked Zhu Haiquan's lower abdomen.

Zhu Haiquan was kicked and flew seven or eight feet away, and before his body landed, Tang Drunk jumped away, and in an instant he came to his side, raising Zhu Haiquan who was kicking in the air in an instant, and slashed with a horizontal sword, only to see blood splashed in the wasteland, Zhu Haiquan had already separated his head and died here.

This battle is the third battle in which Tang Drunk stepped into the path of cultivating the truth, and the real battle also verified his strength, but unfortunately he is still the lowest level of agility.

This time the battle hall did not succeed, and the most important thing at present is to find a cultivation sect. At this moment, he quickly cleaned up the battlefield, slowly picked up the full moon scimitar that was thrown in the grass and put it into the Sumeru bracelet.

Then he used an instant kill to pick open Zhu Haiquan's clothes, and found that there was nothing else inside. But he saw the Sumeru bracelet on Zhu Haiquan's wrist, this bracelet was not easy to take off, and immediately cut off Zhu Haiquan's wrist, and used his shirt to rub the bloodstained Sumeru bracelet and put it away.

He mobilized the fire spiritual power in his body, secretly recited the trick, and summoned the dragon breath at the base of the Dao to burn Zhu Haiquan's body, which was already turned into ashes in an instant.

Clean it and make sure nothing is missing. Tang got up drunk and continued to run into the distance, slowly analyzing the experience of this battle in his heart. In this battle, he didn't use the secret method of the Red Lian True Chapter, the main reason was to test his strength, and now that he thinks about it, he was afraid for a while, and he was a little too big.

Cultivators duel almost all of them are endless, not like children fighting, and if they lose, they can go home and tell their parents to make the decision, all of which are based on life and death. When fighting, it is natural to use all means and change rapidly.

And just now, when the detonation charm exploded in the sky, Tang drunk did not have the sand prison ring to conjure up poisonous sand and gravel to resist, I am afraid that he will be seriously injured, and he must not underestimate the enemy in the future.

So drunk and not staying, I have been gone for five or six days.

If you don't go to a village or a small town, you will stop for every worldly thing. He now wears a loose black-brown robe with a gilded crown. Holding the folding fan made by Bu Yunsong, he is like the son of the family, with the smell of wine.

This is Tang drunk on purpose, for fear that someone will recognize him. It's a pity that his wishful thinking is good, if the foundation building stage disciples of the law enforcement team of the Battle Hall see him, they will definitely be able to recognize his spirit stage cultivation.

At this moment, the three disciples of the foundation building period who were ordered to hunt down Zhu Haiquan had already arrived at the place where Tang Zui and Zhu Haiquan were fighting, looking at the rubble of the nearby mountain stream and the broken marks of the nearby trees, they all knew that there had been a battle here, but there was no trace of people. Immediately, he replied to the Battle Hall with a transmission note.

Miao Sang Zhenren was very angry, the sect spirit stone was stolen, and Zhu Haiquan was nowhere to be found. Most of them encountered cultivators on the road who were looted and walked away, killing people and destroying traces, and ordered to continue the investigation.

The three members of the law enforcement team were also confused, the fluctuations in the spiritual power of destroying the corpses were very strange, and they couldn't find out what kind of cultivation it was and what kind of exercise it was.

I had to divide the troops into three ways and survey them one by one along this place.

At this moment, Tang Zui was holding a folding fan made by Bu Yunsong in his left hand, and a pot of old wine in his right hand, so uncomfortable. I drank in a small town and had no clue, so I walked under the bridge and saw a flat boat floating in the river.

The boatman stopped, gave him a few pieces of broken silver, bought the boat, and sailed away, and drifted down the river, and drifted south.

Three days later, the disciples of the law enforcement team who were in the foundation building period were nowhere to be seen when they arrived here. Under questioning, the people I saw said that he seemed to be the son of a family, and he was prodigal and suave.

The law enforcement team naturally didn't expect it to be Tang Zui, a person who usually dressed plainly, so he had to return to the sect to restore his life.

There are ancient poems:

Move the boat to park the smoke, and the sunset is new.

The wild sky is low and the trees are low, and Jiang Qingyue is close to people.

At this moment, it was very appropriate, Tang was drunk and lying in the flat boat, pillowing the instant killing under his head. The moon has risen, and I don't know where the future is boundless.

He played with the Sumeru bracelet he got from Zhu Haiquan, and there was a burst of joy, and all the things stored in it were medium-grade spirit stones. There are more than 1,000 of them, which is a windfall.

also solved the danger of spending spirit stones in a big way before, and secretly laughed that this wish Haiquan is really his own good money boy.

On the way to cultivating the truth, risks and opportunities coexist. Only by improving one's own strength can one gain a firm foothold. He couldn't help but hope that after attaining the infancy of Dao Yuan, he would return to the battle hall one day and fight again with the only martial artist.

The boat slowly flowed away, and Tang drunk gradually fell asleep. He dreamed of Xiao Mo again, and he also thought of Qing Chu. What are they doing, and what secrets are contained in the white pill, waiting for them to be solved one by one.