On the shore, Huang Lin screamed in terror.

...

Xiao Shitou was shocked. He never thought that Lin Zhao's punch would be so strong and so ruthless!

Not long after, people came from the town. Several soldiers who were drinking in the restaurant arrived. Looking at Huang Lin's dismal appearance, one of the Tianchi Army soldiers asked, "Lin Zhao, what's going on?"

Lin Zhao looked at the other party and said, "Huang Lin wants to ask about fist..."

"knew."

The Zhan Zhu naturally knew what was going on and immediately sent Huang Lin back to the town with someone.

...

In the small town, the old house of the Huang family.

"Young Master...you... are you okay?" A servant trembled.

"Get closer, take a closer look..."

"yes."

When the servant approached, Huang Lin suddenly slapped the servant in the face with his uninjured left hand, slamming him into the wall. The next second, Huang Lin's face looked like an angry beast, his face turned red, and he roared: "Do you think there is anything? Do you think there is something wrong? Don't stand stupidly for me, immediately send my cousin a letter to send a flying fish to come and find the scene for me! Go and ask Lin Zhao for a sword!"

"But……"

The servant was shocked: "There are only flying fishes on the Tianchi Army's military tent in the town. It will cost 100 green flies to send a flying fishes to send money. This is not a small amount!"

"Shut up!"

Huang Lin suddenly stood up and roared, "Don't I know what a hundred green frog money means? Need you remind me? Do it immediately. As long as I can kill Lin Zhao, this little bastard, I will do it no matter how much it costs!"

"Yes, I...I'll do it now..."

...

A few days later.

A ray of terrifying fountain bloomed in the air, and then a sword light fell into the town. It was a young man who flew into the town with a flying sword. He was dressed in monk's clothes and was quite handsome. After entering the town, he was very familiar with him. He walked around the oil rice shop and could talk to the boss. He also visited the weapon shop and had a great time talking to the shopkeeper. He even visited the only flower building on the front street. He could even chat with the girls in the flower building and even called out the names of several girls.

The girls called him the little Huang Jianxian, a young man who has been away from the town for many years and has now been successful in learning swords.

Huang Yueran, Huang Lin’s cousin, and Huang Yan’s son.

...

The old house of the Huang family.

Huang Yueran held a box of pastries in his left hand and a pot of Xinghua Village wine in his right hand. He entered the door with a smile. When he saw a woman walking forward, he immediately smiled and said, "Auntie, it's been a long time since I saw him!"

"It's leaping!"

The woman was slightly stunned: "Why are you back?"

"Look at you, where is Huang Lin?"

"It's in the main hall!"

"Okay, the East aunt takes it, I'll go and talk to Huang Lin."

"OK."

Huang Yueran put his hands behind his back and slowly stepped into the main hall.

"elder brother!"

Huang Lin suddenly stood up, his eyes quite excited.

"waste……"

Huang Yueran's expression changed and he said angrily: "As a second-level martial artist, why are you not someone else's opponent? You are defeated with one punch. You will really embarrass me!"

Huang Lin gritted his teeth: "Brother, I was careless. I didn't expect that the little bastard's fist would be so heavy... You must avenge me!"

"snort!"

Huang Yueran sneered: "I really can't hold this face if I asked a sixth-level sword cultivator to find a second-level martial artist. If it weren't for my uncle's sake..."

"Brother...I'm sorry..."

Huang Lin gritted his teeth and said, "I am embarrassing the Huang family."

"snort!"

Huang Yueran said: "Where is he now?"

"It should be fishing in the White Fish Creek."

"knew."

...

White Fish Creek, Stone Bridge.

The fish harvest today was good. As noon approached, two big fish had already taken the bait. In addition, the harvest in the V-shaped trap, at least three kilograms of fish could be recorded this morning. Whether it was braised or stewed soup, it could provide a lot of nutrients for himself and Xiaoshitou. So Lin Zhao began to practice boxing with Xiaoshitou.

While practicing boxing, a roar suddenly came from the sky.

"Buzz!"

Near the stone bridge, the air was suddenly pressed, and then a huge blue sword blasted into the White Fish Stream, causing the stream to splash everywhere. When I looked again, a handsome young man stood on the blue sword at least ten feet long. He was squinting his eyes and looking at Lin Zhao and Xiao Shitou, and sneered: "Are you Lin Zhao?"

My heart was beating. Lin Zhao knew that the visitor was not good, so he immediately pushed Xiao Shitou behind him and said in a deep voice: "Go back to the town immediately, call someone! Hurry!"

"But Brother Lin Zhao, you..."

"immediately!"

"good!"

Xiao Shitou turned around and ran away.

“It’s too late.”

Huang Yueran jumped down from the hilt of the sword, stepped on the water with his feet, and he stood still. When his palm raised, the green sword pierced in the water quickly became smaller and turned into a sword in his hand. The corner of his mouth raised and said with a smile: "When someone comes, you may be a corpse."

Lin Zhao stood there, fist flowing all over his body, and did not intend to die, and said lightly: "Can I know the reason?"

"My name is Huang Yueran."

"I understand."

"Smart!" Huang Yueran smiled slightly and said, "There are few children who come out of the town who are as smart as you. What a pity... Smart children are prone to premature death. You, Lin Zhao, I met you several times when I was a child. At that time, you... tsk, you are still a dying ant, and anyone can step on you. Now people like you dare to provoke our Huang family?"

Lin Zhao smiled and said, "Otherwise, if someone wants to trample me to death in the mud pit, I will lose the right to struggle for a while?"

“Some, some.”

Huang Yueran walked on the water, with sword intent around him swaying around him, narrowing his eyes and smiling: "How do you want to die?"

"I want to try not to die."

Lin Zhao shouted softly, and his blood energy rose up. The power of the martial artist in the blood-activating realm was fully opened. Thousands of Haoran's fist were lingering around him. In just a moment, he no longer looked like the thin child in the town who could be bullied. On the contrary, he already looked like a master of martial arts.

"No wonder he was able to defeat Huang Lin with one punch. This boxing intention and cultivation are indeed not easy."

Huang Yueran jumped up gently, raised the sword in his hand, and smiled and said, "But I'm afraid I can't even block my sword!"

When a sword was handed out, the air was suddenly filled with chaos, and the fine sword energy crushed forward.

Lin Zhao's heart was chilling. It was the first time he faced such a terrifying aura in his life. He did not hesitate anymore. All the true qi in his body was released. He felt that the fire qilin was running wildly in his blood, guiding the true qi in his body to go straight to all parts of his body. Just as Huang Yueran fell with his sword, Lin Zhao's punch was already facing him.

The next moment, countless fine sword energy turned into a bunch and swept through Lin Zhao's chest heavily. At the same time, Lin Zhao's horse wind-like punch also hit the sword energy in front of Huang Yueran. There was a loud noise. The purple-palace sword cultivator, who was as powerful as Huang Yueran, also shook on the spot, and the spiritual energy was slightly suffocated due to Lin Zhao's punch.

"You dare!?"

Although Huang Yueran's sword seriously injured Lin Zhao and left a deep sword mark on his chest, it did not directly divide it into two. For Huang Yueran, it was like a humiliation. He immediately handed out the second sword, and the sword light swept past, wrapped Lin Zhao's figure, and threw it out fiercely!

"boom!"

Baiyuxi was dyed red in an instant. Huang Yueran's sword energy could easily block Lin Zhao's fist strength, but Lin Zhao's fist strength was like a piece of thin paper, which could not block the opponent's sword energy at all. Under the opponent's second sword, Lin Zhao's body-protecting fist strength was directly shattered, and then his body was swept by the fine sword energy, and he was instantly covered with bruises.

...

In the water, Lin Zhao was severely injured and had already gritted his teeth and stopped letting himself breathe. At this moment, besides pretending to be dead, he could only die!

"how?"

Huang Yueran raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Is he dead so simple?"

He went to the sky with his sword, with murderous intent in his eyes. A green light instantly flew out of the acupoint and headed straight for Baiyu Creek. The next moment, it was like a heavy green rain falling on Baiyu Creek. The sound of "puff puff puff" continued, and water splashed everywhere in the entire Baiyu Creek, while Lin Zhao, who was deep in the bottom of the river, was severely injured again, leaving a blood hole on his body, but he gritted his teeth and endured it without saying a word, and held it hard until he fainted in the water.

“Huh?”

On the shore, Huang Yueran listened to the situation in the water and sneered: "This is dead, it's very boring."

At this moment, Huang Yueran turned around and looked towards the town, heard the dense sound of horse hooves, and raised his lips: "It seems that it's time to leave, otherwise it would be strange if the old thing Chu Huaixi grabbed it, and it would be strange if he didn't lose his skin!"

As he said that, he rose up with his sword and turned into a white light and flew towards the south of Tianchiling.

...

In the town.
To be continued...