"Haha, this kind of lively incident has nothing to do with us..., Hey, Senior Brother Xiao, you have advanced again!" Mang Tianyu said in surprise.

"I have to thank you Junior Brother Mang, you reminded me to go to Qingyun Valley. Otherwise, without the guidance of Senior Brother Xiao Tang, I don't know when to advance?" Xiao Mingyue thanked her.

"Senior Brother Xiao Tang's advice, Senior Brother, I thought you didn't go in," Mang Tianyu was completely shocked! The news he heard was that Xiao Mingyue was blocked by two senior brothers of physical cultivation outside Qingyun Valley, losing a lot of face, and he felt guilty, but unexpectedly, Xiao Mingyue was unexpectedly advised by Senior Brother Xiao Tang and killed others.

Xiao Tang, the White-clothed Xiao, the leader of the outer disciples, was in charge of a Medicine Valley alone and had unique resources. Among the outer disciples of Zixin Pavilion, Xiao Tang was the only first person who successfully broke through the Concentration Period and was unwilling to automatically join the inner disciples.

With a transcendent attitude, he could look down at all the outer disciples. When he heard the two of them, many other outer disciples showed envious expressions. Getting guidance from Senior Brother Xiao Tang is more valuable than being favored by the elders of the outer disciples! Qingyun Valley, the only medicine valley in Zixin Pavilion, get some herbs in it... Seeing the envious and jealous eyes of the brothers, Xiao Mingyue blushed. It was Senior Brother Xiao Tang's medicine valley, and he had no choice but to have a chance to get herbs!

Looking up at the center of the square, the battle was fierce. Two disciples of the ninth level of Qi Gathering Stage had a fierce confrontation. One of them was Senior Brother Liao who stopped Xiao Mingyue from entering from outside Qingyun Valley.

Liao Bincheng is burly and standing there like an iron tower, giving people a strong sense of oppression. He is a real master of the Body Tempering Tower. His short hair is like iron wire, his eyes are cold and lightning, and scars on his face are connected one by one. Not only does it not destroy his handsome face, but it adds the temperament of a sharp blade, giving people an extremely tough visual effect.

His opponent was a little hunched, thin, dry, and somewhat ugly. He had short hair and a delicate outfit. He looked twenty-six or seven years old. A tough light in his eyes was like a sharp arrow piercing people's hearts. He was tied with a black scabbard on his back, his arms were wrapped around his wrist guards, his triangular eyes were slightly raised, and he looked at Liao Bincheng coldly.

Xiao Mingyue looked at it and sighed: "Senior Brother Liao Bincheng is indeed amazing. He has cultivated to the second level with a strong copper body. How could the other party shake the body with steel and iron? Hey, this person is not simple! It is really incredible to be flexible to this level. Junior Brother Mang, have you seen it? His wrist joints are boneless and can be twisted at will. What is this kind of kung fu? Why have you never seen it before?"

"Raoshuirou, it's him!" Mang Tianyu swept over Liao Bincheng, paused on Triangular Eyes for a moment, and screamed in surprise.

"Round water! My grass! Such a name is so appropriate. Without bones, how can I practice it?" Xiao Mingyue was confused by the triangular eye movements. It was agile and fast, with the fist wind swelling, and the bone joints exploded in a row, making crisp sounds. The upper and lower parts were like snakes without bones, holding their heads up and down, raising their heads, spitting their letters, clicking massages, and killing them. The moves were fierce and fierce. Compared with Liao Bincheng's rough and powerful movements, the triangular eye was even more fierce, desperate, showing bloodthirsty and cruelty.

As he looked, Xiao Mingyue couldn't help but take a breath, and his tragic expression disappeared, and instead he was deeply afraid. He finally realized that compared to Liao Bincheng and Kong Wu's powerful and fierce force, the Triangular Eye was more like a jackal who looked for opportunities to attack, and a forest beast with bloodthirsty massacre as his hobby.

Senior Brother Liao's advance and retreat were moderate and his rigorous fighting style became his greatest burden. Triangle Eye itself was not as strong as him, but he had a lot of experience in fighting with others. He was decisive and sophisticated, and did not seek the best attack effect, and only sought the best attack effect. He took the lead in the next attack. Again and again, Liao Bincheng punched his opponent vigorously and saw the attack hit his opponent, but he was dodged by Triangle Eye's strange figure. Even if he was embarrassed or unbearable, he could not see any sign of defeat. Instead, Liao Bincheng gradually became irritable and uneasy, screaming, his movements became more and more fierce, and his punches became more fierce.

Most of the disciples in the Qi Gathering Stage have not officially cultivated sword energy, magic weapons, magic tricks, etc. Their actions are mostly based on their own physical strength. When fighting, they are fist-fist and flesh, and their movements are crazy and simple.

The triangular eyes were at a disadvantage, but they flashed calmly. The bright eyes locked in Liao Bincheng's body and dealt with the opponent with the strategy of unchanging changes. "Boy, if you want to fight, you should beat him. If you don't fight, you should admit defeat. If you don't fight, you will entangle with me again. I will chop you!" Liao Bincheng looked impatient, and his left arm smashed down from top to bottom. The fierce flames penetrated his body, and his power was like a beast that had lost its restraint, roaring and roaring.

"Boom!" Brutality, absolutely tyrannical! "That's...," Xiao Mingyue flashed a little surprised. Senior Brother Liao's body was like a bull, "moothing" howls, and the bones in his body made a shattering sound, and his fists emitting a faint blue luster rushed out of the light mist, like a gangrene attached to the bone, chasing his opponent's ribs.

The crisp sound of the explosion rang throughout the audience. I thought the Triangular Eye would definitely be beaten half to death by Senior Brother Liao. The invisible ripples suddenly spread. Elder Yushan suddenly stood up from his seat, full of surprise, and stared at the field. The strange figure flashed through his eyes like a ghost.

The twisted iron bridge was like a twisted twisted vine, completely deformed. Even in the eyes of everyone, the bones of the triangular eyes were quickly dislocated and immediately fell apart. The strange body could still pop out horizontally, avoiding Liao Bincheng's strongest attack, and the corner of his mouth sneered in a self-abuse.

A trace of fear fluctuated in his chest, Xiao Mingyue asked, "Junior Brother Mang, who is this person called Ruoshuirou? He doesn't look like a good person at all..."

Hearing Xiao Mingyue’s question, Mang Tianyu’s pupils contracted, his body was stiff, and his cold eyes suppressed the tremor in his heart, and he said with ice particles: “He is not called Rao Shui Rou, the technique he practices is called Rao Shui Rou. His name is Deng Fuchen, a member of the Deng family in Chenxing.”

"Chenxing Deng family, a cultivation family I have never heard of!" Xiao Mingyue responded casually, completely attracted by the fierce situation on the field. She didn't notice that Mang Tianyu beside her was silently biting her lips, red blood seeping out, her fists clenched tightly, and her eyes were so bright that a ball of fire could emerge.

Chenxing Deng family, the not-so-large cultivation family in Haoshan, has always been incompatible with the Fengyu Mang family. The two families have been in constant conflict throughout the year. Deng Fuchen and Mang Tianyu have not only heard of the name of his man, but in fact, before entering Zixin Pavilion, Mang Tianyu had a good friend who died under Deng Fuchen. The enemy was particularly jealous when they met!

Originally, the two families were all dependent on the Haotian Sect. However, the strength of the cultivation family was too small and could not attract the attention of the deacons and elders of the Haotian Sect. Naturally, they would not have too much power in the inner sect of the Haotian Sect. In the Haotian Sect, there were the outer sect elders, the inner sect elders, and the deacons. There were five deacons and elders who had the real power of the Haotian Sect, all of which were the strength of the late Jindan stage.

The elders of the outer sect can be competent in the late stage of concentration, while the elders of the inner sect must advance to the Golden Pill Realm. The five deacons and elders each have the late stage of the Golden Pill Realm. The heads and the Supreme Elders in the sect have the perfect strength of the Golden Pill Realm. The realm is outstanding in the entire broad sense Yuntian Gate.

A small cultivation family is not in power or without status, so the competition between them will be extremely fierce. The open and secret struggles within the sect and the clever sects are fought outside the sect. Only when you have the strength and foundation can you obtain enough resources and gain a superior position among the sects you depend on.

It is precisely because of this that high-level outer disciples like Mang Tianyu are valued by the family and gain certain benefits to help them enter the inner sect as soon as possible, become inner sect disciples, and enhance their family strength and status in the sect.

Many struggles have caused bloody killings. The cultivation family at the bottom has tasted the most bloody smell. Mang Tianyu's bloodthirsty eyes licked against his lips, staring at Deng Fuchen's figure greedily, killing his friends, and not letting you pay blood debts and blood, it's not me, Mang Tianyu.

Mang Tianyu is like a spotted leopard that wants to rush out at any time. She is calm, agile, has a fast speed, and enjoys the pleasure of killing with one blow. Although he can only have the seventh level of Qi Gathering Period, compared to Xiao Mingyue, like a flower grown in a greenhouse, Mang Tianyu has more experiences of fighting since childhood. Their Fengyu is a small family, a family that is too small to be smaller. The family members have never exceeded 100. The most powerful master in the family, but the realm of the later stage of concentration is much weaker than other cultivation families.

Such a small cultivation family grew tenaciously in Haoshan, taking root and sprouting, and having an independent small world, which shows the difficulty.

With one move, Liao Bincheng staggered and stumbled forward, like the flashing light of the long dark night, giving Deng Fuchen a chance to kill with one blow. He had not adjusted his body yet. He raised his left hand slightly, twisted his index finger lightly, and kicked back with the middle finger. As the fiercer it became, Xiao Mingyue's eyes suddenly shined.

The iron fingers, Deng Fuchen used the iron fingers of the Silk-winding Art, with a smelling tone, black and shiny fingertips, and the dark sword light was shot out by him, shooting towards Liao Bincheng's neck.

Elder Yushan, who had just stood up, changed his expression a lot. The inner disciples standing next to him showed an incredible look.

The sword energy was like a ray of light, and when it was swung, it was like a knife blade thrust. A "crack" sounded slightly, and blood burst out. Liao Bin became a bull-like body, bursting out with a severe pain of being cut off by someone. He roared and hit Deng Fuchen's head with a back fist. He jumped lightly and avoided again.

He sneered, Deng Fuchen looked at Liao Bincheng with a vicious look like a snake and scorpion, and said coldly: "Are you still fighting? You are not afraid of emitting blood in your body, just let it come over!"

"Boy, I'm going to kill you!" Liao Bincheng waved his palm as the palm fan and was about to slap Deng Fuchen's thin and dry body, but he lost too much blood. His eyes turned black and he fell to the ground with a thump. He was unconscious on the spot.

There was a hustle and countless high-level outer disciples were talking.

In the Body Tempering Building, Senior Brother Liao, who is famous, lost to an unknown outer disciple. Seeing Liao Bincheng's seriously injured body being lifted down, Deng Fuchen looked at the square for a week with a gloomy triangular eye, and his gloomy and cruel eyes were like a pair of invisible hands, which severely strangled the throat of the outer disciples of Haotian Sect present, and the discussion stopped.

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Chapter completed!