Since the current Tang Sanbury has successfully become the elite among the disciples outside the door, almost no one dares to provoke its majesty, coupled with Yuntian's previous speech, Tang Sanbury can be said to have a few days of peace in this short time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In the small courtyard, Tang Sanfu sweated like rain and practiced the three forms of soul devouring brought out of the door of life and death, not to mention, this thing was so difficult that even Tang Sanfu was a little helpless, practicing over and over again, but failing over and over again. He almost didn't let Tang San give up.

Chapter I

"Rub, it's really a high-level martial arts, and even my comprehension has not yet been practiced in the first form. Looking at the spear in his hand with some depression, Tang Sanfu was a little decadent.

According to his estimates, maybe he had average qualifications before, but his comprehension of martial arts was still very good, but this Soul Devouring Three Styles completely stumped him, and he was so energetic, but he always felt that something was wrong.

"Forget it, I'm practicing once and see if I can succeed. Frowning and thinking for a long time, when Gu Lei was desperately needed, Gu Lei disappeared completely, no matter how he called it, he couldn't hand it over, he could only rely on himself.

How could he know that Gu Lei had deliberately disappeared, in the comprehension of martial arts, he could not give Tang Sanbury any help, the reason was very simple, only Tang Sanbury himself truly comprehended, this was the most suitable move for him, although the three styles of soul devouring had a mental method, but they had their intentions but had no action, to what extent could they comprehend the moves, this could only rely on Tang Sanbury himself, as for others, even if it was a little guidance, it would destroy the cultivator's state of mind.

This is also the reason why Gu Lei did not appear, he believed that Tang San Fu could successfully comprehend this Soul Devouring Three Forms, although there was no reason, but this intuition had always been in Gu Lei's heart.

"Soul Eater Three Styles First Style, Soul Shattering Style!" With a roar, Tang Sanfu did not hesitate to use the spear, of course, now he is not using the Soul Eater Gun, it is one of his several hole cards, who knows if there are people around to peep, and it is not a good thing to expose his strength.

At this moment, an extremely strong Yuan Force fluctuation was permeating the surroundings, and the momentum of Tang San's burial also changed extremely thoroughly at this time.

If he was just stunned before, now he feels like he is angular, and there is no lack of sharpness.

The cyan light condensed into the iron spear, and all the Yuan Force on Tang San's body had already mobilized at this time, condensed to a point, and began to dance his spear.

In an instant, the wind danced in the entire courtyard, and real and illusory gun shadows danced. Everything around was already a little difficult to see at this time, and each of the three Soul Devouring Styles had its own unique cultivation method.

And this first form is to pay attention to the difference between real and illusory, dazzling the opponent, and finally at the most decent time, give the opponent a fatal blow, and the power of the broken soul suddenly appears, making the whole world change color.

The dancing wind showed no signs of stopping, "Boom!~~" It was only after a loud bang that the entire gun shadow stopped.

Tang Sanfu stood in the middle of the courtyard, a trace of cold sweat had already appeared on his forehead, and his breathing became heavy at this time.

And ahead, just where the iron gun was pointing, I saw that the rockery that was not small had been pierced by the spear to a depth of a full foot, and I put down the handle of the gun with one hand, and I saw that the iron spear shook slightly, and there were no signs of falling off at all.

"Is it done?" Tang Sanfu frowned, he always felt that he had that place where his cultivation was not complete, but he couldn't tell what it was like, but he was like this, he felt that there was still a place where he was not perfect enough.

"Forget it, even if it is the first form of this half-finished soul devourer, I believe that if you want to deal with that Yuntian, it will definitely be enough. Picking up a towel and wiping the beads of sweat on his head, Tang San was ready to rest.

"Senior brother, tomorrow is the day of the Yunlei Sect Dabi, can you see if these preparations are enough?" Just when Tang San's burial was on the rockery, I saw a man who looked delicate and dressed very ordinarily took out a piece of paper, and showed it to Tang San's funeral.

This little guy is not a disciple outside the Yunlei Sect now, at most he is a miscellaneous person, he takes care of Tang San's burial while cultivating, to say that this Tang San is buried among the disciples outside the sect, it can be regarded as a good treatment, and even the servants are angry.

Tang Sanfu took the paper, looked at it a little and said: "The black iron sword and iron armor are not used, I don't use the sword, the sword is useless to me, as for the iron armor, this thing will hinder the speed, and it is even more cumbersome to wear, if you can, add an iron gun, it is estimated that if you meet a master, you can also use it." ”

In fact, what the little boy took out was just a necessary preparation, this Cloud Thunder Sect was a major in swordsmanship, although the little boy didn't see Tang San's burial sword, but he also prepared one for him, but now that Tang San was buried, of course, he didn't say anything, so he was ready to go and replace it.

As an elite among the disciples outside the Yunlei Sect, although Tang Sanbu didn't have much silver on him, he could also apply directly to the sect if he needed anything, as long as it wasn't too excessive, there would be a lot of good things on it, such as the black iron sword.

The black iron used in the Black Iron Sword is a product produced in the back mountain of the Cloud Thunder Sect, its ore is hard and elastic, and the sword made is much more durable than the ordinary sword, and if it is outside, it can even be sold for a high price of several hundred taels of silver, but in this Cloud Thunder Sect, as long as the disciples outside the door open their mouths, they can get a decent weapon.

The Cloud Thunder Sect is also one of the best sects in this county, if even his own disciples can't be fully equipped, wouldn't he have the face to meet those fellow disciples?

"Hey, hey, Xiao Zhou, you wait. Suddenly, just as the little boy was about to leave, Tang Sanfu immediately called.

"Senior brother, do you have any other orders?" Sure enough, when he heard Tang San's funeral call, the little boy immediately turned around and looked at him with some confusion.

Since he was sent to serve this senior brother, the fifteen-year-old and very honest Zhou Yi was liked by Tang Sanburi, Tang Sanburi knew that this Zhou Yi was born as poor as himself, if he hadn't been taken in by Yun Lei Sect, he might starve to death on the street and dare not say it, and he had a feeling of sympathy with himself.

Therefore, it has only been a few days since the contact, Tang Sanfu regarded his honest boy who was more than a year younger as a younger brother, and Zhou Yi was indeed competitive, although his cultivation was not high, and he worked hard to cultivate every day, and the slaves who met those elite disciples were also low-key, and did not make trouble for Tang Sanfu.

"You said the other day that a little bunny blocked your way and almost robbed me of something you brought me, where is the little bunny?"

A few days ago, Tang Sanfu heard Zhou Yi report this matter to himself, but at that time, he was only busy cultivating but didn't pay attention to it, now, the cultivation is almost over, in Tang Sanburi's eyes, bullying his family is tantamount to bullying himself, if this matter is not taken care of, wouldn't it chill this kid's heart?