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During this time, Zhao Hu and them were tormented day after day, and with Zhao Yu's help, he didn't have to care about the intensity of his training at all.

Moreover, Zhao Hu and the others all held their breath in their hearts, unwilling to show a retreating attitude towards Xiang Xu, no matter what training they had, they would follow.

Zhao Tiezhu, who wanted to become stronger, received twice as much training as Zhao Hu every day, and his already tenacious will and body became stronger.

Although his cultivation has not improved much, his momentum is much more restrained than a few months ago, and his slightly youthful face shows a little angular, giving people a sense of perseverance.

If Zhao Tiezhu was a wooden stick before, then now he has become an iron rod, just waiting for this foundry to swing the iron hammer, go through thousands of tempers, smelt this iron into steel, and finally cast a sharp cold blade.

However, this is not so easy, if the iron is not strong enough, it will only shatter in the hammering again and again, and eventually become a piece of scrap metal.

While everything was in order, a bad news spread in Shuiyun Mountain.

The head of the family, who has guarded the family for hundreds of years, has fallen!

He had known that this would happen months ago, but he didn't expect it to happen so quickly, almost disrupting his plans.

Zhao Yu, whose spirit was almost exhausted, could only lie on the bed now, and his face as old as tree bark looked a little frightened.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he pulled Zhao Yu's thin right hand, constantly channeling his spiritual power into his body to help him maintain his life.

"Old man, you are dying, do you have any last words to explain?"

There was no one else in the room except the two of them, so he didn't hide his temperament, and he could say whatever he wanted.

After a long while, Zhao Yu said, but his voice was extremely hoarse and weak.

"Stinky little ghost, ahem, I'm all... Ahem... Dying man, you... Ahem... Can't you respect me?"

Stuffed a pill in Zhao Yu's mouth, and after he swallowed the pill, he let go of his hand, and there was a Shengsheng Pill that should be able to save his life for a while.

After the pill was swallowed, Zhao Yu opened his mouth and scolded, "You little rabbit, do you want to choke me to death?"

He is extremely weak now, so a big pill is directly stuffed into his mouth, if he can't stand it, because he can't get out of one breath, it's not strange to die.

Choked to death by the elixir, if this news spreads out his old face, his reputation for hundreds of years will definitely be ruined, and it will become a great laughing stock in the chaotic land.

"Aren't you still dead?"

He smiled and patted the chest of the care, no light or heavy movements could make the old man miserable, and the effect of the medicine that had just been melted was almost dispersed.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Zhao Yu felt that he was about to cough his lungs out, if he let this kid stay by his side again, he would definitely not live long.

He didn't know that he had offended him, why did he still toss him so much when he was about to die, did he want to die early?

For Zhao Yu's angry gaze, as if he hadn't seen it, he took out a white jade slip from the storage ring.

"Old man, say your last words, although it is a pity, but I want to tell you, your life is less than a few hours, if you have anything to say, say it quickly, otherwise there will be no chance when the time comes." ”

Through the evil eyes, you can see that three flames of different colors are swaying and flickering in Zhao Yu's eyebrows, heart, and dantian, but those three flames are now dimmed to the extreme, like a broken candle in the wind, I don't know when it will be extinguished, and it is already the limit that the evil can extend his life for a few hours.

"Shou Yuan is a fart!"

Zhao Yu used the only strength to take the jade slip in his hand, and looked at the roof with disdain, "I don't want to die, even if the Ten Palaces Yan Jun comes, I dare to hold the sword against it." ”

But this life is meaningless, even if he lives for a thousand years, he is tired after too many years, let it be annihilated by the wind in this life.

Perhaps, after a few hundred years, the once young children grew up and told the story of the family to those new generations of children, and there was such an old man who guarded the family for hundreds of years, which is also an achievement.

All the thoughts in his heart faded, Zhao Yu put the jade slip on his eyebrows, the faint light began to flicker, and a large amount of information was like a rushing river pouring into the empty jade slip.

The white jade slip began to change, and small lines began to spread on the surface, which was part of Zhao Yu's cultivation, which could keep this jade slip undamaged for thousands of years and immortal.

After doing all this, he saw that there was only a trace of Zhao Yuqi and Shen two flames left, and they were only one line away from being destroyed.

Three fires are extinguished, and the catastrophe is coming!

The catastrophe of life and death, that is the most terrifying catastrophe in a cultivator's life.

Unlike ordinary tribulations, even thunder tribulations cannot be compared to them, and everything is only thought to be unpredictable.

Only an existence like Zhao Yu, who is favored by the Heavenly Dao, will have only one catastrophe of life and death, that is, when the longevity is exhausted, the catastrophe is successful, the feather continues to live, and the catastrophe fails, then the end is no different, it is still death, but it is a little miserable before death.

"Have you really figured it out?"

It's not too late now, with his heavenly family, it's not impossible to break the catastrophe, gamble and still have a chance to live, I don't believe that there is really a fear of death in the world, if you can live, no one will want to die.

"Think about it, it's up to you to do the rest!"

Zhao Yu, whose face was withered, suddenly smiled, and his gray face became ruddy, as if he had been re-injected with life, but this was just a return to the light.

Seeing that Zhao Yu had reached this level, he shook his head and stopped persuading.

"Then you should prepare for the catastrophe of life and death, I feel that today will not be a peaceful day here. ”

Pointing to his head, he scrambled to leave the room.

"Wait a minute!"

took the jade slip thrown by Zhao Yu with his backhand, and stepped out of the door without looking back.

The moment the wooden door closed, the smile on Zhao Yu's face quickly dissolved, and a mouthful of pitch-black blood was spit on the ground by him.

"The catastrophe of life and death, I have only heard about it all along, but now I will open my eyes and see what kind of catastrophe it is!"

After sitting up from the bed with the edge of the bed and taking a breath, Zhao Yun took out a set of clothes, which were given to him by the former head of the family when he was just practicing.

The emerald green bamboo on the sleeves represents the cultivator's unbroken arrogance, and the nine auspicious clouds are blessings, blessing him to practice smoothly and ascend the avenue early.

Over the years, he has kept it in good order, and it has not stained the dress with the slightest dust, and it is still the same as it was back then.