"What?"

The masters of the Black Evil Gang were stunned by this change.

Even Qi Guang and the three of them all looked incredulous, but Qi Guang was the first to react and said, "The tip of the sword has been cut off. ”

It turned out that just now, although Shi Xiaole and the thin old man ended in a draw, their own sword was shattered by the claws of the evil wolf. Shi Xiaole's heart moved, and then he made an amazing move.

At the beginning, when the golden-faced Buddha Miao Renfeng fought a decisive battle with Hu Yidao, a hero from Liaodong, he stabbed the chest of luck with the tip of his flattened sword, and used internal force to rebound and hit Hu Yidao's Shenzang acupoint.

Shi Xiaole is just an imitation, but the effect is undoubtedly amazing.

Catching the long sword that bounced back, Shi Xiaole didn't say much, and directly killed the remaining seven or eight masters of the Black Evil Gang.

The cultivation of those people only looked like three or four levels of hidden qi, and seeing that the boss was defeated, their confidence was greatly frustrated, and after a few moves, they were defeated by Shi Xiaole with the Miao family's swordsmanship.

But there were also two treacherous fellows, taking advantage of the fight, they threw down a fog bomb and fled quickly with the wounded thin old man.

"It's a pity. ”

When the fog cleared, there was only a pile of dead bodies left at the scene, and Shi Xiaole didn't bother to catch up. He wiped the blood from his sword with blades of grass, and then searched the pile of dead bodies, and then found nothing before he got up in disappointment.

"I don't know my brother's name, today's grace, I don't dare to forget it. ”

Qi Guang and the three walked up.

"In Xiashi Xiaole, the disciple of the Sword Painting Sect is just a casual move today. ”

Hearing Shi Xiaole's identity, Qi Guang felt even closer. The thirteen factions of Luyan have been out of the same sect since ancient times, and they can be called a series in Cuiyu City.

Zhao Molan's beautiful eyes couldn't help but look at Shi Xiaole, and suddenly said, "Shi Gongzi, did you catch the real three-legged bird in the inn? ”

Shi Xiaole smiled, and in order to avoid embarrassment for the three of them, he changed the topic and said, "How did you get into trouble with the gang?"

Qi Guang didn't hide it, and told what happened before.

It turned out that the three of them went down the mountain for a short period of experience this time, and after hearing about the heinous evil deeds of the Black Evil Gang in Cuiyu City, they had the audacity to break into the Black Evil Gang at night and prepare to assassinate the leader of the Black Evil Gang. Unexpectedly, the matter was revealed, which led to the pursuit of the gang.

However, Shi Xiaole keenly felt that Qi Guang seemed to have something to hide.

As a three-person dust-wrieving disciple, can just one failed night attack really attract endless pursuit by the Black Evil Gang?

Qi Hui said: "Senior Brother Shi, the injuries of the three of us will not recover in the short term, and the Black Evil Gang will not give up, so you will temporarily escort us to the Dust Gate." ”

Shi Xiaole frowned slightly when he heard this, he didn't like Qi Hui's commanding tone.

And he also found that every time Zhao Molan looked at him, Qi Hui's eyes were very gloomy.

"You rush back to the mountain gate now, the Black Devil Gang can't catch up. ”

Shi Xiaole said.

"What, aren't you willing to help?"

Qi Hui raised his eyebrows and said deeply: "If you are greedy for life and afraid of death, and leave alone, once this matter is known, I am afraid that you will be spurned by the people of the Luyan Thirteen Sect!"

A feeling of discomfort rose in Shi Xiaole's heart, he was kind enough to save people, but in Qi Hui's mouth, it became his own obligation and duty, which was really ridiculous.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Qi Guang hurriedly shouted, "Shut up!"

Qi Hui saw Zhao Molan's expression, and his heart was even more jealous, regardless of his brother's dissuasion, he said coldly: "The swordsmanship you just now doesn't seem to come from the Sword Painting School. Hehe, it seems that you have another adventure, I don't know if you have handed it over to the Sword Painting Sect? ”

Shi Xiaole heard the threat implied in his tone, as if as long as he didn't hand in the Miao family's swordsmanship, he didn't mind drawing the sword sect report in person.

Seeing this, Qi Guang knew that he couldn't let Shi Xiaole go with him, so he had to say helplessly: "Thank you Senior Brother Shi for your righteous action this time, next time I have a little time, I will definitely go to the Sword Sect to thank you." ”

Zhao Molan looked ashamed and said, "Shi Gongzi, I ......"

Shi Xiaole smiled, but he had already clenched his fists and left, not taking a single cloud with him.

"This kid, who killed the people of the underworld gang and searched people's bodies, has a bad character, and is definitely not a person in my chivalrous way. ”

After Shi Xiaole left, Qi Hui did not forget to continue to take eye medicine, and when he saw Zhao Molan lowering his head, he was angry and hateful in his heart.

......

Lu Yan Mountain is very large, and the thirteen factions of Lu Yan are all located in the depths of the inner perimeter, and in the outer location, a group of menacing black-clothed people are searching for something everywhere.

"Lord Qiqi, I waited ahead and found my brothers. ”

One lowered his head and reported to a cold middle-aged man.

After a short time, two members of the gang carried the injured and emaciated old man to the front. Seeing Leng Li's middle-aged age, the three of them were busy kneeling down in unison.

"What about people?"

Leng Li middle-aged, known as the god of life, cultivated as the sixfold peak of Tibetan qi, is one of the eight evil gods of the black gang, because of his ruthless hands and hard heart, the name of the gang can be described as thunderous.

The thin old man said in a trembling voice: "Lord Qiqi, my subordinates had already caught those three people, but they were destroyed halfway, so they ......"

"So, you've failed?"

The Soul Killer said lightly, and an astonishing murderous aura radiated out, making people breathe down.

The thin old man was so frightened that he hurriedly said: "My lord, when I left, I secretly released the soul chasing smoke in the smoke bomb, as long as I follow the breath of the soul chasing smoke, those people can't escape from the palm of our hand!"

"Spare your life for the time being, and don't lead the way?"

"Yes!"

Soul chasing smoke is one of the miracle medicines that the thin old man accidentally got when he wandered the rivers and lakes, unless it is the same as him, the nose is extremely sensitive, otherwise outsiders don't want to notice.

There was still half a day before the Sword Painting Sect, Shi Xiaole did not rush to leave, but sat under a hidden tree and did his best.

Today's battle with the thin old man unexpectedly touched his bottleneck, making the thin film of the lower dantian even more fragile. Shi Xiaole plans to go all out and see if he can break through the realm today and go to the next level!

The Hengshan Heart Method urges the internal force and constantly runs in the body for one week after another.

Ten Sundays.

Twenty weeks.

Thirty Sundays.

When the number came to the one hundred and fiftieth week, the film was like a piece of paper, but Shi Xiaole's internal force had also become the end of a strong crossbow.

Obviously, it was broken, but it was just a little bit close, and it couldn't touch the bottleneck.

"One blow, then decline, three and exhaustion. ”

Shi Xiaole had a feeling that if he couldn't break through tonight, he was afraid that he would never find an opportunity to break through for a long time in the future.

And time is what Shi Xiaole cherishes the most.

I don't know where the power came from, he took a strong breath and shouted, and the internal force that should have been declining rushed upwards again.

Burst!

With a slight sound in the body, a small wind swept within three feet of Shi Xiaole with Shi Xiaole as the center, stirring up the dead branches and leaves on the ground.

The early stage of the quadruple period of Tibetan gas!

Feeling that the internal force in his body had increased by more than three percent, Shi Xiaole breathed a sigh of relief.

If the previous internal force is compared to a thin rope, then now it is a hemp rope.

Not only that, the breakthrough of the bottleneck caused the internal force to lengthen the operating distance in Shi Xiaole's body again, which was equivalent to increasing the explosive force in disguise.

As for the running speed, due to the increase in explosive power, it does not increase but decreases.

In short, after the internal strength cultivation broke through to the fourfold Tibetan Qi, Shi Xiaole's strength reached a new realm, and it was no longer comparable to the day.

Probably the joy of the breakthrough, Shi Xiaole felt that his thoughts were smooth and inspiration burst out.

He quickly found a stone cave, and after covering up the entrance of the cave a little, he immediately exchanged the reward value obtained from the secret book of the Northern Hebei Heroes into twenty hours of cultivation time.

Before, Shi Xiaole's Miao family swordsmanship had reached the realm of Shenhe Xiaocheng, and at this moment, he practiced wholeheartedly, coupled with the insights gained from the daytime battle, just twelve hours later, his Miao family's swordsmanship had gone further, and it was close to the realm of Shenhe Dacheng.

After the Miao family swordsmanship, it is the Huashan swordsmanship.

In the battle with the two heroes of northern Hebei, the scene of putting himself to death and then reliving resurfaced in his mind, Shi Xiaole kept swinging his sword, and every move and style was full of majestic and dangerous strange charm.

There were even a few seconds when a faint mountain phantom appeared in the swordsmanship.

If anyone who knows the goods sees this scene, they will be so shocked that they will be speechless.

This is clearly the third level of the move realm, the sign of the transformation.

All kinds of martial arts in the world first have their shape, and then give them to the gods, when the form and gods are ready, it means that the martial artist's understanding of the moves has reached a new height.

At this time, it is the next realm, the transformation of the phase.

The mediocrity of the world is busy, not to mention second-rate martial arts, even if he can cultivate third-rate martial arts to the realm of transformation, he can definitely be called a martial arts genius.

And Shi Xiaole, who has mastered Huashan swordsmanship for just over a month, has actually come to the edge of transformation, and I have to say that his understanding can be called one in ten thousand.

Brush.

It was another sword flower, a three-foot-sized mountain phantom, flickering in the air and gradually disappearing.

Bite!

"Congratulations to the host, mastering the third-rate lower grade sword technique, the preliminary transformation realm of the Huashan sword technique, and rewarding the third-rate martial arts with a chance to draw once, may I ask the host, do you want to use it immediately?"

The abrupt sound of the system made Shi Xiaole overjoyed.

He had long heard the system say that after cultivating his martial arts to a certain level, he could get additional rewards, but before, whether it was similar or supernatural, he didn't see the system reacting, Shi Xiaole was dead, and he didn't expect that he accidentally practiced the transformation scene, but it stimulated the system.

Shi Xiaole was about to speak, when he suddenly sensed movement in the outside world, so he had to leave the Martial God Temple temporarily.

"Damn, how did you find us?"

Qi Hui was covered in blood, panicking in the night.

"you, stinky boy, the old man has his own way, this time I will teach you that there is no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth. ”

After swallowing a pill, the thin old man temporarily suppressed his injuries, and at this time, he was chasing after Qi Guang and the three of them with many masters of the Black Demon Gang.

Of course, he deliberately led the three of them in a certain direction and did not kill them.

The unusually sensitive nose made the thin old man already judge Shi Xiaole's position, and in his thoughts, he naturally had to clean up these four people in one pot in order to vent the hatred in his heart!