MTL - Slag Shou Cultivating Manual-Chapter 45 Hunt

Heron's crossing was different from every time in the past. When he opened his eyes, he wasn't the only one around him, but went directly to a place where many people gathered.

The people here have different costumes, with a strong martial style. The sound of endless discussions caused Heron's brain to coax. Fortunately, the memory in his body returned. He silently observed the surroundings for a long time. .

He was in the Alliance Hall at this time, the center of the Xuankong Sword School on Beidou Peak, and the gathering place of the baidao people.

Among them, Ren Bozhong, the head of the Xuankong Sword School, seemed to be quite prestigious among the crowd. As soon as he spoke, everyone quietly listened.

"The last time I sent an attack on the mixed Yuan demon, I was injured by the magic skills of the newly-appointed boy Huang Mao, and I sent my disciples to be badly hurt." At this point, Ren Bozhong lamented.

Seeing some people show their sympathy, Ren Bozhong commented on the situation and continued to instigate, "I heard that the devil had done a great job, but he used the blood of virgins and boys to cultivate, and it was sinful."

In recent days, there have been reports of the disappearance of the young children in many villages. It is impossible for the warriors who walked the rivers and lakes to know this, and filled with indignation and scolding.

Thinking of those missing children, several soft-hearted women in the virgin pie are also hiding their faces, showing an unbearable color.

Ren Bozhong nodded and sighed.

"I'm afraid that if this continues, the devil will continue to chaos the world and endanger innocent people. This time, the heroes and warriors who gathered all factions came to hope that our way of justice can come together and bring the gospel to the people , Is about to eradicate the most fierce demon! "

The others in the martial arts nodded one after another, and quite agreed with them. Some of them had strong temperaments, and those who fought for swordsmen directly raised their arms and shouted, indicating their ambition.

However, some small doors and small cases still didn't open their mouths, and Ren Bozhong didn't force it.

His eyes moved to Heron, and Wen Yan asked: "What's your opinion of Zhuo Shulang Zhuo Zhuo? I just saw that you have been silent, and must have thought about it?"

Heron was suddenly named like this, quite uncomfortable. He has no clues, but is a casual person, naturally can not run counter to their meaning, and nodded to conform.

People in demons should indeed be stunned.

After being recognized by him, Ren Bozhong was full of ambition, and discussed with other sectarians the specific date.

There was a shock in her arms, and Heron immediately took it out, opened the manual and looked at it. It was the mission object of this world, and it was, indeed, the master of the demon religion, Ao Li.

Heron was silent for a while, then closed the manual.

Well, in fact, even if you treat people in the demon cult, you should also have a good intention for them and be educated.

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This group of people finally finished the conversation, bustling away, there was no lack of spirit, waving swords and vowing to eradicate the wicked warriors. Among these people, Heron, who had not yet integrated into the world, could not help but appear silent and out of place.

He looked up, and saw the pierced heart Mo Qun walking in front of him. On his shoulder stood a falcon it raised, a sharp beak, and was suddenly tempted to spread its wings and chase a white rabbit. .

Heron narrowed his eyes, recognized the rabbit, and immediately caught up.

Fortunately, even if Mo Qun recalled the Falcon, no chaos was caused, and no one noticed his whereabouts.

Heron began to sprint along with the melon rabbit, with a light body, and there seemed to be a surge of air under his feet, which was enough to allow him to take off.

Finally, the melon rabbit was caught, but the ball of small fur held his claws and paused beside the three flaps, begging him to be quiet.

Heron glanced up and listened.

Here is the back door of the interior room of the Alliance Hall. Originally, this thick mahogany door and window could not be heard in half a word, but Heron only stared for a moment, and the conversation in his ear was extremely clear.

"Master, I am afraid that the attack on the mixed Yuan demonism is fierce ... the devil's head is too difficult, is it really tricky, do you forget, whose son it is--" This is the close disciple of Ren Bozhong, Fu The sound of a fly.

"Don't mention the traitor with me! The mixed demon taught a change. When the new demon headed, it was when the ups and downs were unstable. When would you wait for the offense ?!" Ren Bozhong looked angry and angry at this time.

Fu Yifei's voice faded, and he repeatedly said yes.

"The old devil does not know how many secret treasures and classics are hidden in the mixed Yuan demon, and the current leader is the legendary mixed Yuan demon. You should know-the true energy and internal power in the demon can be directly absorbed. of!"

Speaking of which, Ren Bozhong's voice was slightly agitated and his mind was lively.

"You also know how many swordsmen have been moving in recent years, and they want to compete with me in the sky? But the name of my first swordsman in the sky cannot be shaken! As long as you catch the demon, you can absorb and ascend from him casually. Yi Jiazi's skill, by then, who else can compete with Master? Not to mention the Sword School, even this martial art, must listen to my orders! "

Ren Bozhong talked proudly and dreamed infinitely.

The master and apprentice also discussed in full swing, probably in the name of eradicating the demon religion and promoting justice, using the power of many baidao masters to go straight to the old nest of demon religion.

If the scene is under control, Ren Bozhong will capture the demon leader in the name of punishment and imprison him in the Beidou Peak Mountain. In fact, it will provide skills for the master and apprentice to help them consolidate their position and achieve unity. the goal of.

When Heron had counted it, he turned and walked away.

But those who are trained in martial arts are the most sensitive. Heron left too hastily and did not know how to control. The footsteps were not small. Ren Bozhong, who was behind him, immediately acutely noticed, and opened the carved wooden door and asked, "Who ?! "

There was no figure at the door, only half-inch clothing corners in the far corner.

Fearing that their plot was uncovered, Ren Bozhong hurriedly ordered his close disciples, "I'm not in a good position to go, you go out and find out."

Fu Yifei nodded and said that when he jumped out, he jumped up to the roof, looking for traces of eavesdroppers from a high place.

Herron entered the world for the first time, how could he run through such a young martial art disciple who has been practicing martial arts for many years.

Seeing that he was rushing up behind him, Heron squeezed a sweat and tried his best to detour the road, trying to hide himself under the chaotic eaves.

Seeing the chaos of the person being chased, Fu Yifei was full of confidence, teasing him like a cat playing a mouse, chasing around, making him feel like a runaway.

He yelled at Heron, "Isn't this the heroic hero who has recently gained fame? He has even begun to eavesdrop on such things as chickens and dogs!"

Heron was silent, knowing that running this way was not a long-term solution.

The melon rabbit in her arms yelled, "Hit him, hit him!"

Fu Yifei, who was chasing behind him, suddenly lost his patience. He rushed forward and gave him a hand, and Heron stopped his steps simply and slammed behind him.

It was thought that such a brave encounter would cause Heron to be seriously injured.

Somehow, as soon as he took the shot, there was a few qi in his body flowing in Dantian, and then he focused on the palm to beat his attack, and the palm wind continued to attack him, the air slightly twisted.

The other party did not expect that he would suddenly stop and instead shot at him, and this powerful force was even stronger than hiss. He suddenly caught off guard and fell to the ground.

Heron wanted to turn and leave, and Fu Yifei raised a carp to press his shoulder firmly, and said fiercely: "Since your Excellency already knows what you shouldn't know, so, lie down immediately! "

Heron was a little surprised, seeing his palms move to Dan Tian, ​​luck, ready to go, his breath frowning, knowing he was killing, and asked him to lie down and die.

Guatu encouraged him, "The host is greatly the best! The host is actually great!"

Heron took a step back and shook his head sharply. He couldn't sit still and felt the air flowing from Dan Tian when he was just in the palm of his hand, brewing moves.

When Fu Yifei saw him in the state, his eyes were fierce, and he drank loudly. His right palm was pushing forward with a squall.

Heron rolled over, avoiding it, and a strong wind blew through his cheeks.

Seeing that the move failed, Fu Yifei rushed to him and punched Heron's facade with a punch.

Fu Yifei's offense failed several times, and he became angry and anger. He only stepped forward to attack, left fist and right palm, with a disorderly pace.

Heron's body seemed to be instinct, and he ducked from side to side, grabbed his flaws, suddenly backed, and turned over and came behind him.

As soon as Fu turned around, Heron staggered, and his palms seemed to give way. He followed his offensive, and then took a continuous palm shot, handed them to each other, hitting his chest. Great point.

Even though Fu Yifei was sensitive to dodge, he couldn't help hitting that palm, and he groaned immediately, kneeling down.

Heron frightened and fled.

Although Fu Yifei was unwilling, he was seriously injured, and his chest hurt when he was lucky, so he could only watch the white coat leave.

Within a few days, Baekdo began to kill him.

This caused Heron to be chased and killed several times when he went to the bustling place such as the inn. In the end, he had to pretend to find out why he was killed.

The outraged knights patted the table and yelled, "That Zhuo Shulang degraded himself, colluded with the demon, stole the rare swordsmanship of the Xuankong Sect, and seriously injured the close disciples of Ren Bozhong a few days ago. Angry! Shame on the righteous! "

Herron sighed, these crimes were nothing and must have been framed by the master and apprentice that day, making him infamous at this time, everyone shouting like a mouse crossing the street.

And that Ren Bozhong was quite prestigious, and the Xuankong Sword School he was in charge of was a century-old school with an extraordinary status. He knew that it was difficult for him to correct his name, and Baidao had no place for him.

That's okay, and he has a good reason to go to the cult-looking for his target.

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