In the middle of winter, heavy snow falls, and the bottom of Tianxiu Peak is covered in silver.

The news of the birth of a new young master of the ten demon beast clans spread far and wide.

Qinglong Pond, which prohibits ordinary demon beasts from approaching, has recently changed its previous rules, and even allowed demon beasts of all races to watch the young master's penance from afar, and the demon beasts have long heard that the young master is a human sword cultivator with the blood of the main divine dragon, but after all, they just heard that they can't hear about it.

Countless demon beasts within a radius of thousands of miles poured out of their nests uncharacteristically, surrounding the Qinglong Pond to the ground, just to see how the human race sword cultivator could become the young master of the ten clans.

The little fox whose fur is still white and a handsome eagle covered with golden feathers stand under the plum blossom tree less than a hundred zhang away from the Qinglong Pond, and from time to time there is a terrible muffled sound of fists entering the flesh in the Qinglong Pond, and the little fox is so frightened that he hurriedly covers his eyes with two plush paws, and only dares to sneak out of the claws to look at the figure that once gave up a warm shoulder for her to lean on.

The golden eagle beside him covered his beak with his wings, and his body trembled, as if he was laughing at the little fox's timidity.

On the edge of the Qinglong Pond, there are even the big demons of the Yuanying Realm among the ten clans of demon beasts watching from afar, and the cloud-stepping leopard and the cloud-swallowing lark who have cultivated into a half-step transformation into a god transform into the human appearance of a man and a woman, standing under a plum tree planted by the lord himself, looking at the miserable figure covered in blood stains in the Qinglong Pond, with solemn eyes.

In just a few days, the Qianqian cliffs on the edge of Qinglong Pond have been devastated all over the ravines, and the falling snowflakes are floating on the ground, and the shocking pools of blood are dyed golden.

The shirtless Terran Sword Cultivation Sword struggled to stand up from the snowdrifts dyed gold, the craggy body like a mountain rock was as hot as the heat, and patches of mist rose all over the body, and the goose feather snow was melted into nothingness by the heat wave before it could fall.

Before Jian Xiu could stand firm, a figure rushed out like a tiger, and the figure pulled out an unreal crimson afterimage in the vast snow and deceived Jian Xiu's right side, and the long sword in Jian Xiu's hand was knocked into the cliff by a blow before he could raise it to block, and then he was punched into the cliff by a blow that destroyed the city, and then he was unable to fall down again.

Cycle.

The heavy fists that were powerful enough to destroy the gates of a city with one blow were hammered one after another, and Jian Xiu's incomparably thin body seemed to be swaying like duckweed in the wind, and the snow on the plum blossom tree by the Qinglong Pond fell until there was no snow to fall.

Every heavy punch seemed to hit the hearts of the demons in the audience, Rao is demon beasts naturally like to fight and win, but the current completely one-sided tragedy also made many demon beasts tremble and couldn't bear to look at it anymore. And the expressions on the faces of some other demon beasts who were suspicious of the fact that the new young master was a human race gradually turned from sneering disdain at the beginning to disbelief, and then to sincere admiration and worry.

That's the Sky Devouring Tiger General above the Ten Clans!

The fat and tall Tie Cangxiong who could see far away had the voice of the bear demon urn in his vein, and said angrily: "This Terran sword cultivator is able to hold down the Sky Devouring Tiger General so many heavy punches and not die is already the ability to top the sky, this young master deserves not to be wronged, my old bear is the first to be convinced." ”

The head wolf of the silver wolf vein frowned and said, "But after all, the Heaven Devouring Tiger General suppressed the realm cultivation in the Jindan Realm Consummation, and did not do it with all his might. ”

The Jindan Realm Leopard Demon, who was concentrating on stepping on the clouded leopard vein, was annoyed by the bear demon and the wolf demon behind him, and turned his head towards the wolf demon and said impatiently: "You can do it, if you can use the half-step Jindan Realm cultivation to receive the perfect punch of the Heaven Devouring Tiger General Jindan Realm, Lao Tzu recognizes you as a big brother, how about it?"

The wolf demon rolled his eyes, it was better to just let him die.

The sound of the demons behind him talking to each other was in the ears, and the clouded leopard and the sky-swallowing lark stood side by side, and did not make a sound to stop them.

The cloud-stepping leopard transformed into a burly man and watched the battle for a long time, and said with a solemn gaze: "It is not easy for the young master to hold on for so long under Brother Devouring Heaven. ”

The sky-swallowing lark who transformed into the appearance of a young woman frowned and twisted her waist, and the magnificent scenery on her chest was deformed by a few strips of silk cloth that could not hide the spring color, obviously puzzled by the redundant design of the few pieces of silk cloth that the human costume wrapped tightly around her chest.

The Sky-Swallowing Sparrow, who almost wanted to tear off the strip of cloth on his chest, looked at him like electricity: "I don't know why I feel that the little King Kong physique of the young master seems to be a little different from when I first met a few days ago? ”

The cloud-stepping leopard's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "I have a hunch that this one-sided situation will not last long. ”

The sky-swallowing lark's beautiful eyes lit up, and he continued to look towards the Qinglong Pond.

Chang Xi, who was in rags, did not stand up again this time, the heat wave on his body dissipated, he spread out his palms, and let the snowflakes fall on his body.

I still remember that winter, the snow was as heavy as it is now, and he had no choice but to save a few village girls who were almost defiled by robbers, but he never wanted to provoke the village behind these robbers. Exhausted, he accidentally fell into a mountain stream and broke his leg, he clearly remembered that the tears he cried froze into ice crystals as soon as he flowed out of his eye sockets, and he simply stopped crying.

The robbers did not give up, and vowed to pull him out, but fortunately, the snow covered the mountain, even if they rode over the mountains and mountains, it would take half a week.

At the age of fourteen, he gritted his teeth, thirsty for snow water, hungry for tree bark, dragged a stump of his leg and fought with the cruel and cunning robbers, and finally climbed all the way to the town before the robbers could catch him

He used up all the good wolfskin mattresses on his body in exchange for a few bowls of tepid decoction and inferior intermittent ointment, and then he could only huddle by the garbage heaps in the streets and alleys to survive, praying that the sun would rise early every morning.

He didn't admit defeat and crawled through the winter with his remaining leg.

The snowflakes were still falling, as cold as ever, but his outstretched palms were slowly clenching, and there was an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.

Cultivating the most important mind, he could feel that in places beyond his eyes, something was slowly becoming solidified, and it was inexplicably closer to the world in front of him.

"Young Master, can you now know why the Buddha's vajra physique is so difficult?"

The crimson afterimage recondensed into the appearance of a bearded man, and the sky devouring was smiling, but the pace of the fist was not slow at all.

"Sure enough, it is a lot of beatings to be called King Kong physique. ”

Chang Xi, who should have been seriously injured, stood up, and he couldn't say how light and freehand, as if those heavy punches had hit him at all, causing the onlookers to exclaim.

Naked Sword Cultivation beside him, a black and a white two long swords floated around, and the obscure artistic conception of life and death a few days ago was still far from being mellow and free, but it was much more proficient than before.

Through the transformation of the black and white lotus platform, the azure spiritual power has all turned into two completely different colors, pure white or pitch black, and the bell in the mud pill palace rang, and the two swords flew out from afar, and the bearded man stabbed out instantly.

The snow at the feet of the shirtless figure exploded layer by layer, and under the dumbfounded gaze of the demons, he took the initiative to meet the invincible Sky Eater General in their minds with his fist for the first time.

The eyes of the heaven-killing sky flashed brightly, and he was not surprised but rejoiced.

He saw that there were golden lotus seeds blooming in the black and white lotus platform where Chang Xi's dantian was circulating.