Zhu Di openly promised a reward with the prince, which was no different from the emperor's golden words. As long as Hu Xiaotian was willing, the treasures and beauty were at his fingertips. Even if he wanted a military general to be proud of his ancestors, it was not impossible. The audience was envious and hated that he was in a low-level skill and could not be seen in the eyes of the emperor.

Hu Xiaotian returned to his sword and put it into the sheath, and said with his fist: "Everyone in the world is just a fight with the sword. It is rare for the prince to ask for care. How dare he ask for anything else? What's more, the people were forced to fight, not to take the initiative to serve the court. The prince was ashamed of the rewards."

Zhu Di unexpectedly refused politely, he was stunned for a moment, and laughed and said, "Hu Xiaotian, do you know what you are talking about? Do you think I am a person who promises and rewards randomly?"

Hu Xiaotian said: "The King of Yan guards the northern border and is famous. How dare the Cao people doubt the prince's character? It's just that the Cao people wandered among the rivers and lakes, did not like the bondage of common things, and weakened the idea of ​​pursuing martial arts. Please forgive me."

Zhu Di couldn't help but look up to him again and smiled and said, "Since I have said that I want to reward you, I should do my word to convince the public. If you refuse, wouldn't I let me fall into the dilemma of being untrustworthy? Is there nothing that touches you in the world that is so great?"

Hu Xiaotian sighed inwardly, how could he want be given by others? Whether it is to break the true Qi lock of the God of the Underworld, snatch Tang Xue back, or to pay a visit to the Grand Master, and give a letter of war for Xuanzong, what kind of thing does not need to be experienced and done by himself? He smiled calmly: "If the people of the Jianghu are not in the Jianghu, the prince will not be involved in it, and it will be difficult to understand the desires of the grass people. If you meet again in the future, it will be enough to ask the prince to appreciate me a pot of fine wine."

Zhu Di stared at him deeply and said slowly, "What a man in the world who is indifferent to fame and fortune!" He untied the long sword beside his saddle and said, "Red pink is given to the beauty, and the sword is given to the hero. This 'Snow-Slaying' sword was cast by the masters and craftsmen of the dynasty. I have fought with me for many years. I don't know how many enemies' heads have been cut off. It is as sharp as ever, so I will give it to you! I hope you remember today's battle and do more good deeds that benefit the country and the people." He threw his hand and threw the sword into Hu Xiaotian's arms.

Hu Xiaotian was disrespectful and solemnly thanked him: "Thank you, the prince, for giving the sword!"

Zhu Di laughed loudly: "Hu Xiaotian. You are very good, I remember you!" As he said that, he turned the head of the horse and left quickly along the way. Daoyan, Zhang Yu and a group of cavalry guards were around him, people were like dragons and horses like wind, and they disappeared at the end of the long street in a blink of an eye.

The show ended, and it was getting late, and everyone was still satisfied and dispersed. Many people were wandering around, waiting to get along with Hu Xiaotian and get close to them so that they could show off to others in the future - this is the "Ming Warrior" who was personally named by the King of Yan. Who has such an honor in the world?

Hu Xiaotian didn't have the heart to take care of these idle people. He turned around and took a few steps, and handed the sword given by the King of Yan to Qin Maoyang. He said seriously: "Brother Qin, if you hadn't taken the initiative to fight Tenggemu, consumed his skills, and gave me the opportunity to find out his sword skills, how could I see the opportunity to turn defeat into victory? You sacrificed the most in this battle, but it was actually a hero who won. The prince didn't know. Do I pretend to be unsure of it? This sword should be given to you, please accept it."

Hu Xiaotian was in full swing and was rewarded by the prince again. The Hengshan School was originally sour and uncomfortable. When Hu Xiaotian generously gave out his sword, his impression was changed.

Qin Maoyang was surprised and waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Brother Hu can defeat Tenggemu because he is his own strength. You are the one who has the first meritorious service. How dare I grab the merit and reward? What's more, this sword was given to the King of Yan. It has a great meaning, Brother Hu must not give it to others at will."

Hu Xiaotian shook his head and smiled: "Brother Qin really refuses to take the sword?"

Qin Maoyang decisively said: "Don't!"

Hu Xiaotian inserted his sword and inserted it into the middle of the street, laughing at Taoist Master Tianxuan, "The sword I borrowed from Tianxuan is so greedy. Anyway, killing the snow sword here is enough to offset the losses of the Hengshan Sect. Goodbye!" He leaned back and jumped onto the roof and suddenly left.

The idle men were standing around with their eyes, but Hu Xiaotian said without warning that he would leave. Dozens of people jumped in an anxious manner and chased behind and shouted: "Hiss Hu!" "Hiss Hu, don't leave!" "Hiss Hu, Hero Hu!"

The Hengshan School stared at each other with big eyes and looked at each other. Someone said weakly: "Why don't we take the sword away?"

In order to get rid of his fanatical admirers, Hu Xiaotian ran out of the town without stopping, and walked east for more than twenty miles. When the night enveloped the earth, he crawled into the woods to rest. He simply searched for some wild animals to fill his hunger, then he sat cross-legged into a state of concentration and regulated his breathing.

Today he fought three games in a row, first defeating Jiang Mingfeng and then defeating Tenggemu. In addition, with the King of Yan, it was a foregone conclusion that a shocking success was made. As long as he continued to help and defeated three or five famous masters in a short time, someone would compare him with Ji Haoming and Gao Qingcheng. The debate on who is the best swordsman will inevitably be popular everywhere. At that time, it would be natural for him to challenge Ji Haoming, and no one would rashly stop him. Even within the Demon Cult, his strong rise will become a hot topic for the Demon Cultists, and invisibly had a significant impact on the future dispute between the leader. After all, the Demon Cult masters are rebellious and have always followed the strongest!

Hu Xiaotian put aside his mixed thoughts and focused on every detail of the fierce battle in the long street. The steep and extreme Huashan sword technique, the rigorous and exquisite Hengshan sword technique, and the fierce and wild Mongolian sword technique, each have its own wonders. If he can learn from others and integrate it into his own sword technique, it will be of great benefit. In fact, after a series of fierce battles, especially resisting the tide of Tenggemu's fierce attack, his own Shui Rou sword technique has become more refined and pure, and almost reached an unbreakable state. If he fights Yan Er again, he will not be smashed by someone else's weapons.

He silently used the mantra, and the true qi flowed. Six meridians had been penetrated without obstruction. The seventh meridian also had some acupoints connected. The progress of breaking the second level of ban was quite smooth. According to the experience of the last time, when the eight main meridians were completely opened, their skills could jump to the ninth level. The true qi ran around the sky, and the essence of the limbs and limbs were filled with essence, and the powerful power was all at the control. Suddenly, a violent feeling like magma surged into his heart, causing him to feel inexplicable restlessness. He couldn't help but bounced up. He roared up to the sky, like a snow wolf howled at night, silenced everything.

The murderous intent suddenly appears, which is against common sense, and is something that has never happened before when practicing. This murderous intent is so strong that even if Hu Xiaotian tried hard to suppress it, he could not suppress it at all! After all, he had practiced Buddhist magical powers, and his mind was far more firm than others, and he still maintained a rare awakening. He immediately sweated profusely, knowing that this was the result of the excessive yang energy and the imbalance of yin and yang after the breakthrough of his skills. The World-Destroying Overlord Decision and Overlord Decision and the more he practiced, the more he needed a lot of

Insert the yin and cold energy, otherwise once he loses control and becomes a murderous demon, he will sooner or later die. In order to balance Yin and Yang, practitioners either engage with women or absorb the mysterious yin energy of heaven and earth. They reach the realm of great success of magical power like Xuanzong. They must work together to avoid being possessed by the demon. He has lost the protection of the ice soul for thousands of years and has not been intimate with the woman for many days. Yang energy accumulates, and the martial arts are backfiring, and have reached the verge of mental out of being out of control. This is due to the cultivation characteristics of the World-Destroying Overlord Decision, and no one can avoid it.

Hu Xiaotian remembered the warnings when Xuanzong passed on his merits, and was sweating profusely. This crisis on the road of cultivation can only be resolved by himself, and others cannot help. At this moment, Wannian Bingpo should not be thought about. Su Yuqing, Qin Keer and others are far away in the sky. The only way to vent their catharsis is to start a killing and vent their will. Kill or not? Hu Xiaotian was really unwilling to fall into the devil who killed innocent people indiscriminately. He suddenly roared, and the iron fist was blown out, and a series of boredom was blown out.

The trees in front of him broke, and the dense crown fell. The soil was flying and the earth trembled. He broke more than ten trees in one breath, and the violent aura in his body was slightly relieved. However, the anxious and manic emotions could not be gone, and the demonic attack began to appear before his eyes. Countless broken limbs and bloody scenes flashed quickly. He silently recited the "Heart" Sutra, and worked hard to maintain a trace of rationality, so as not to fall into the devil's path and become addicted to murder.

At this moment, the wind was roaring, and two figures flew into the air from the north and landed in the middle of the woodland. Hu Xiaotian's eyes narrowed, and he saw a young man and woman coming. His eyes couldn't help but fall on the woman's bulging peaks. His throat was rumbling and he screamed: "Who are you? Get away quickly, don't disturb me practicing!"

The man was of medium figure, with a fierce look on his face, and a long sword was inserted diagonally behind him. The hilt was inlaid with dozens of gems of various colors, which were dazzling and gorgeous. The woman was wearing a red dress, with a slanted front and a slanted back, with a charming appearance. She was covered with gold and silver jewelry, but her nails were painted black, like a beautiful snake exuding a dangerous atmosphere. The man glanced at the broken trees and said with a smile: "Friend, are you practicing woodcutting skills in the middle of the night? Interesting and interesting."

Hu Xiaotian suppressed the boiling desire and said angrily: "Don't you understand human words? Get out of here!" He secretly complained in his heart. He was the time when his willpower was weakest. Once he could not withstand the temptation and did a ridiculous thing that the overlord was forced to take action, how could he have the face to walk around the world in the future?

The man was furious and pointed at Hu Xiaotian and shouted, "What are you? Do you dare to shout at me? Do you know who my father is?" They were curious and moved to the woods halfway through to investigate, but they would meet a irritable and rude weird man who disagrees and immediately turned against him.

Hu Xiaotian's eyes were bloodshot and his face was twisted. He suddenly slapped himself hard, panting and twisting his body, and kicking and pounding at another tree.

Seeing his strange behavior, the woman frowned and leaned against the man's shoulder, and complained in a coquettish way: "Mr. Luo, this man is a madman, why bother with him?" The Master Luo laughed and touched her unscrupulously, saying, "I don't think he looks like a madman, but like a dissatisfied ascetic monk. Otherwise, how could he stare at you with such a wolf-like look?" The woman stamped her feet and said angrily: "Hate! Young Master, aren't you angry at all?" The Master Luo smiled and said, "Yu Qianqian, as long as it is not a blind eunuch, which man will not be moved when you see you? This young master has been living in the flowers for ten years and has never met a more coquettish and charming beauty than you." Yu Qianqian pouted her mouth and said, "Young Master, he is not coquettish, he is born with charm."

Although Hu Xiaotian turned his back, he still heard the sweet and greasy sound of Yu Qianqian flirting in his ears, as if adding fuel to the fire. He suddenly turned around and stared at her, and a low roar sound that looked like a person and a beast was made in his throat. The naked ** was written on his face.

Yu Qianqian glanced at him in disgust and frowned, "Young Master, let's go. This place is still dozens of miles away from Mangdang Mountain. If you don't hurry up and hurry up, the treasure may fall into the hands of others." "Slowly!" Master Luo saw Hu Xiaotian's evil and evil appearance. He was extremely rude. He suddenly felt unhappy and said coldly: "What the hell are you looking at? Have you never seen a woman in your life? You know what you know, kowtow and admit your mistake immediately, otherwise I will dig out your pair of dog eyes!"

Hu Xiaotian roared wildly: "Kow on your head!" His legs bent slightly, and he bounced with force. He rushed forward with a loud force, and raised his hand three feet away, and the strong wind whistled, destroying souls and souls. His rushing speed was as fast as a ghost, and Master Luo's eyes burst into tears. The terrifying fist power had hit his chest, and his heartbeat almost stopped. Although Master Luo was prepared, his opponent was too strong, so he didn't even have the chance to draw his sword to defend. He couldn't help but be shocked and pulled Yu Qianqian, who was caught off guard, pulled him in front of him.

Bang! Where the fist force fell, Yu Qianqian didn't even have time to call, and her sternum and ribs were sunken and broken at the same time, her heart was broken, and her fragrance disappeared. The fierce fist force penetrated her body, and a blood hole exploded behind her, and the internal organs and bones splattered and shot out.

Master Luo screamed with a shrill scream, and his head, face and neck were covered with blood. He couldn't tell whether it was Yu Qianqian's dirty blood or the blood flowing out of the wound after being shot by a broken bone. He kept kicking Yu Qianqian's back, leaping back with the force, and turned around and fleeing. In order to save his life, he did not hesitate to use his lover as a shield, and even if he made full use of it after his death, he was indeed cruel enough.

As soon as Hu Xiaotian's feet fell to the ground, the sound of the wind was heard, and Yu Qianqian's body flew in front of him. If it was in his usual state of awakeness, of course he ignored it, but at this moment his mind was occupied by the thought of destruction. He raised his fists and hit the corpse hard. He heard a sound of blood and flesh burst out. Countless pieces splattered in all directions. The blood rain dripped, destroying Hu Xiaotian's last trace of reason. He raised his fist and gently licked the blood stained on his skin, and suddenly laughed loudly, cruel, excited, violent and other emotions mixed, extremely terrifying. The laughter came, and Master Luo was thrust on his back with a whip, and his hands and feet trembled. This was clearly a sign of a master's devil!

He was devilish and lost all his mind. He became a human-shaped monster that only knew how to kill and destroy. He was not allowed to leave any chickens and dogs wherever he passed. He felt cold all over his body, and couldn't help but wail. He took out a pill without thinking, and used his strength to rush out of the woods and ran quickly along the official road. Hu Xiaotian only killed one person. How could he satisfy his rising demonic nature? And in his subconscious, Master Luo was the one who must kill. He shook his body and chased him quickly. Master Luo ran for dozens of feet, and suddenly heard the sudden sound of the wind behind him. He looked back in horror. It turned out that terrifying evil star was chasing him! Thinking of all kinds of terrible rumors about the demonic enchantment, his heart twitched and regretted it.

The two chased and fled, as if two whirlwinds were whistling by the road.

Mr. Luo was frightened and regretful. Why did he escape from the protection of his masters in his father's seat and put himself in a desperate situation? Looking around, the fields were flat and there was no mountain or ravine to hide. He had no choice but to run all the way. After running for six or seven miles, the medicinal power gradually faded. He knew that he was drinking the dove to quench his thirst, but he had to swallow the second pill with his teeth. If he took this secret alchemy pill that stimulated the potential in his body continuously, it would be extremely harmful to the human body, but Mr. Luo did not care about so much, and escaping was important.

Running wildly at a long distance, Mr. Luo was hollowed out by wine, and his body was so full of loads. His muscles were exhausted and sore. The feeling of weakness came. He just wanted to vomit blood and fell to an end this crazy and terrifying nightmare. Suddenly, several clusters of fire flashed in his vision, and it was distributed in an orderly manner, as if it was a bonfire lit by artificially lit. The sky is above, and Gods and Buddhas are blessed! Mr. Luo was so excited that he almost cried. It was a road that was boundless! When he saw the dawn in despair, his spirit was immediately regained his energy. His exhausted energy instantly returned to the upper limit, his feet accelerated, and he rushed over with his head down.

He ran hundreds of feet and saw dark shadows on one side of the road. Someone was temporarily camping in the wilderness. There were a circle of mules, horses and vehicles around him. Nearly a hundred people were lying in the middle, and three white tents were tied at the core. There were bonfires inside and outside the camp, and there were guards holding knives around him silently guarding and being very cautious, not an ordinary caravan.

Young Master Luo was eager to escape, and did not care about the other party’s background. He was still twenty or thirty feet away from the outside of the camp, so he shouted wildly: “Help! Help! The murderous man is here!”

The screams were loud and abrupt, tearing through the tranquility of the night sky. Without reminding the companions who were on the night, the people lying in the camp woke up one after another, and even the lights were lit in the tent. The guards were shocked when they saw his face covered in blood, as if an evil ghost had been born. They were shocked. They didn't care that Mr. Luo was calling for help, and the two closest to flew forward and decisively raised their swords to slash. At the same time, someone in the camp issued an order, but the sound of weapons being unsheathed was heard.

Mr. Luo said angrily: "You are wrong, I am not the one to beware of!" A somersault in the air passed the cold sword light and landed on the edge of the camp. The two were about to turn around and chase, but the black shadows flashed in front of them, and the wind blew. Hu Xiaotian, who was as ferocious as a demon, rushed over! They were shocked and instinctively waved the sword and slashed. Hu Xiaotian stretched out his hands, held the arms of the two, and made a crisp sound, crushed the arm bones, and then raised his palms to hit them out, which immediately cracked the skulls and burst the brains.

Mr. Luo's legs and feet became weak, and he sat down in horror, rolled and crawled under the carriage. (To be continued...)
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