He Chongshu said lightly: "If Chongshu is fortunate enough to live this remnant under the hands of Senior Liu, I hope that the senior will take in the little girl who is in the next line!"

The gray-robed old man glanced at the banyan tree, the little girl's bones are ordinary, her face is pink and delicate, she is a rare beauty embryo, when she saw the little girl's eyes, a trace of discoloration appeared on the old girl's face.

Purple eyes, and both eyes have pupils in pupils!

The gray-robed old man thought that the promise he made for the first time in his life would be rejected by himself the next moment, and the old man was embarrassed, and said with a wry smile: "If you change to any other son, the old man can agree, but this is ......"

From the time the assassin He Chongshu appeared, Shenhua Hou, who had not spoken a word, suddenly opened his golden mouth: "The Hou Mansion doesn't mind adopting a little girl!"

The gray-robed old man thought that Feng Xuan didn't know the taboo, so he hurriedly replied: "Master Hou......!

Shenhuahou stopped and interrupted the words of this Keqing: "I know how to measure!" Seeing that Keqing wanted to speak and stopped, he pointed out: "The rumors are not credible! After all, she is just a woman!"

Five hundred years ago, there was a saying in the ancient kingdom of Bai Yu that spread throughout the twenty-four countries of the Northern Divine Continent:

Men's double pupils will rejuvenate the country, and women's double pupils will break the country!

He Chongshu, as a Baiyu national, knows nature closer to the truth than the likes of Liulongchi, and the original meaning of that legend is:

The men's eyes must be heroic and martial, and they will turn the tide of the country and be the mainstay.

Women's eyes will be beautiful and unparalleled, and the country will be full of golden wine, which will bring disaster to the country and the people.

The gray-robed old man knew that his master was by no means an ordinary conceited and ignorant person, and there was no need to say anything about it. At this time, he solemnly dismounted and sent away the yellow flower, which was very spiritual, avoiding a distance, but did not go far.

When he was only ten steps away from He Chongshu, the gray-robed old man of the famous Liulongchi was shocked, but it was rare to sincerely regret it, and said, "You are looking for death!"

"It's not a secret, if it was earlier, the younger generation would never have such a resolute idea of sacrificing oneself to become a benevolent person, and even at this moment, it was extravagant to look forward to how good it would be if he could watch Bai Dan grow up and marry another ordinary and stable family! It's a pity that things in the world don't go according to people's wishes! Three months ago, Shuo Luojiao came to the door, and although he was the killer of Qin Ran, the left protector with the least reputation, he still forced the younger generation to forcibly break through the realm and barely get out. ”

As a prince, Feng Xuan has his own natural arrogance, but he is never reckless. At this moment, the danger was not clear, so he followed the yellow flower horse and withdrew from a hundred feet away. The twenty people behind him were selected from the scouts' battalions and selected black-armored guards, following closely, the men and horses were uniform, except for the sound of horses' hooves stomping, there was no other noise.

Although the sword he was carrying did not have a scabbard, He Chongshu still made a movement of drawing his sword out of the sheath, and his tone was flat, as if he was saying something very ordinary, and said: "The predecessors should know that forcibly breaking through the realm is a dead end that cannot be turned back, and the accumulation of breath in the body will no longer grow as usual between the spits, but the brain will rise by leaps and bounds. Ordinary martial artists will think that this method of sleeping and eating can be practiced is a unique way, but only martial artists like you and me who have reached a certain realm know that this is the most risky and dangerous way to the cliff. Not only is there a danger of going mad at all times, but once the meridian qi sea in the body is full of true qi, and my own Dao still can't break through the realm, then what awaits me is the sad end of being forcibly exploded by the true qi!"

The gray-robed old man tugged at the corners of his mouth, and his already unsightly smile of encouragement was even more far-fetched, and he asked tentatively: "Aren't you in the treasure body holy realm of a four-rank martial artist at this moment, and it is also a great consummation, and the twenty-one meridians and four hundred and nine acupuncture points in your body are full of true qi?"

He Chongshu took a step, his breath skyrocketed, the surrounding soil and stones were like ripples in the lake, surging layers of ripples, and the surging sword qi blew the old man on the opposite side of the beard to dance, laughing at himself and wryly: "Even if the younger generation is pouring out his breath with all his strength all the time, if he can't go further, successfully break through the realm within three days, and give birth to a divine fetus in the sea of gods, it will be a pattern of death." Therefore, the younger generation came this time, not to assassinate him, but to exchange a certain cheap life for the little girl!"

The gray-robed old man suddenly stroked his palms and laughed, and suddenly smiled: "The old man has lived in the Hou Mansion for more than 20 years, and he has seen the three Hou masters before and after, but he has never met a master who really sees through life and death! Last year, he bumped into half of it, and he was also a four-rank martial artist in the Treasure Sacred Realm, but he gave the old man cramps and skinned and tortured him, and then began to beg for mercy with tears in his eyes. Unexpectedly, less than half a year ago, I met you again today. The master of the four-grade realm, resting in an ordinary river and lake, is a real martial arts saint, what a great young man! Twenty years after falling the Tianhu sword, he almost forgot that he was Liulongchi, and he loved Liulongchi who couldn't afford to kill young people!"

The old man Liu Longchi turned his hands into claws, and with a fierce fishy wind, he attacked the man like Mr. Wen Ru.

He Chongshu didn't feel a little resentful about the sudden attack of the old-timers, on the contrary, he was lucky to be able to fight with the "Half Sword Saint" of the year. So even though the sword move handed out is not the strongest hand, the breath is complete!

The sun and the moon shake the light!

The gray-robed old man's hands and claws were entangled with two brilliant and dazzling lights, and there was a sonorous sound of gold and stone hitting each other. Rao is twenty black-armored guards know some of the roots of the gray-robed old man, and they are also dazzled, and they resist the sword made of steel with their claws, which is really incredible.

The gray-robed old man easily found a glimmer of opportunity, flicked away the blade of the sword with his left hand, and took the façade of He Chongshu with his right hand. If you are caught by these claws that can collide with the sword, you will have to drop a large piece of flesh.

Seeing that he couldn't take precautions, He Chongshu puffed out his chest, gathered qi into a line, and blew out a qi sword. This breath as thin as bamboo chopsticks had great stamina, and it actually penetrated Liu Longchi's palm, which was as solid as a golden stone, and then castrated even more violently, and suddenly exploded before it came into contact with the qi mask formed by the condensation of the true qi in Liu Longchi's chest!

Liu Longchi, who originally planned to stab a transparent hole in his chest at the cost of stabbing a transparent hole in his chest, vowed to break off half of He Chongshu's head, but was vigorously knocked out ten zhang away by this explosive breath. The gray-robed old man shouted happily: "What a hand to spray pearls and jade!"

He Chongshu's expression was serious, and the "one-rod" long sword in his hand was taken off, but instead of landing, it spun and flew around him, like a living thing.

Harness the sword with your spirit!

It's not a god-like sword after the three-grade realm, so it's not a top sword, it's still in the category of traces, but it's made by a sword genius who can be called an immortal with swordsmanship attainments, and the power should definitely not be underestimated.

Depending on the degree of filling of the qi in He Chongshu's body, theoretically, the upper limit of the sword controlled by qi is fifteen zhang, but against Liulongchi, the power beyond three zhang is greatly reduced, and the speed and power of tossing and turning are not enough to deter Liulongchi.

But three zhang is enough.

Unless the gray-robed old man with a very domineering name also has a very domineering flying knife stunt, or he shows a hand that is no less than He Chongshu's sword, knife, gun, and axe, and presses He Chongshu's head. Otherwise, the sword shadows are dense within three zhang, and it is a ravine that has to be climbed.

The palm of his right hand was perforated, the muscles and flesh were turned out, and the blood was dripping, and the smile of the gray-robed old man at the moment looked a little hideous. Fit and rush forward, there is still no blade at hand, but the tips of the ten fingers of both hands are faintly glowing with golden light.

Five zhang, a rod stopped swimming, suspended in the air to designate the target.

Four zhang, a rod swayed slightly, already full of true qi just waiting to explode.

Three zhang, a rod disappeared out of thin air.

Changhong through the sun!

Daylight!

The next moment, the long sword faintly reappeared, but the fierce attack did not achieve results! The tip of the sword pointed at Liu Longchi's chest, only half a foot away. The gray-robed old man firmly grasped the violently trembling long sword rod with only one hand, and no matter how much the powerful aura attached to it around him pulled, he couldn't get the long sword out.

The other hand clenched into a fist, and with a clear click, a punch powerful enough to open the mountain and smash the long sword, it was going to smash this superior sword with brute force.

He Chongshu stretched forward with one foot, and retreated with the other, and at the same time as Liu Longchi raised his fist, he made a sword unsheath action without the slightest mystery.

When that action was done, the aura around it did not immediately change drastically, and it continued to increase layer by layer as before. With such a speed of aura growth, it was impossible to pull out a rod before Liu Longchi's fist smashed the sword body.

But the old man's fist in the gray robe was smashed into the air! For some reason, the rod flew backwards back to the hand that stopped in the air after He Chongshu drew his sword out of the sheath.

The qi emanating from the gray-robed old man's body was canceling out the surrounding qi and making a sizzling sound. Huh: "Transformation Realm?"

"The younger generation began to learn the sword at the age of six, and was taught by his father that the sword drawing was not neat enough, and since then more than 30 years, he has been practicing the action of drawing the sword out of the sheath in his heart. Before you know it, you have reached the pseudo-realm of transforming into a god. It's a pity that I went astray, and if I want to go back and take the road again, it is not an overnight lesson. He Chongshu didn't care about hiding it, so he openly and honestly solved Liulongchi's doubts.

It can repeat a simple action thousands of times or even tens of millions of times, and even reach the realm of pseudo-gods, and there is no god fetus in the sea of gods, but there is a divine will overflowing. This is definitely not something that can be described by rigor and diligence, it is simply stereotyped to the point of outrageousness.

A hint of warmth appeared on Liu Longchi's face, but it was fleeting, and the elder Fan hummed fully: "This kind of rigid energy is a little similar to that little cub in my family!"

"Honored ......"

He Chongshu suddenly looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, looking at the arm that was exposed and most of it was submerged in his chest. A large amount of blood poured up from his chest, causing a violent cough, and He Chongshu's lips trembled, and he couldn't speak after trying twice.

Treasure Body Sacred Realm?Pseudo-Divine Realm?

Eleven small scarlet dragons emerged from under the robe of Liu Longchi, greedily devouring the essence blood and qi around them. As a former sword path master, he is now a yin and evil martial arts on the sidelines.