Super Shinto

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There was a trace of awe-inspiring look on everyone's face, and they couldn't help but murmur in their hearts.

Could it be that Young Master Bai beheaded Yang Jingtian?

Just, how is this possible?

Bai Ziyue's strength is strong, but at best, he is only at the pinnacle of second-rate martial arts.

Although there are actually many situations where second-rate masters defeat first-rate masters in Jianghu, at most they are just newly promoted first-rate masters, their realm is unstable, and their strength has not improved because they have just broken through.

And that Yang Jingtian is a veteran first-class master, who has been immersed in this realm for ten years.

He also mastered the strange and powerful sound art of tiger roar and thunder, which is by no means comparable to ordinary new first-class masters.

As thoughts floated in their hearts, everyone looked at Bai Ziyue with even more awe.

Even the mysterious Fan Qingyu couldn't help revealing a trace of calm in the depths of his eyes.

Soon, the group set out on the road again.

Perhaps it was because the eagle who was monitoring Bai Ziyue and the others was slaughtered, and it was difficult for the other party to track them down. Perhaps it was Bai Ziyue who killed Lin Yang Jingtian in Huxiao Mountain, which really deterred some people. Perhaps...

Therefore, in the next few days, the group of them did not encounter any danger or interception, which seemed to be very smooth.

In the blink of an eye, five days passed.

During this period of time, although Bai Ziyue had been on the road like everyone else, his mind was completely immersed in cultivation.

For him, whether it is a quiet and safe environment, or a bustling street, or even when the wind is whistling and he is rushing fast, he can immerse his mind and enter the cultivation in the shortest possible time.

After five days, he did not make much progress in his cultivation of good luck skills in Zifu.But in the practice of Tiger Roaring Thunder Sound Art, the progress is not small.

In the depths of the throat, there is always a energy, brewing in it, trying to burst out, but it is always suppressed by him.

When he couldn't suppress it anymore and couldn't help roaring out, it meant that he had formally mastered this music skill.

He estimated that the time would not be too far away.

In addition, in addition to Tiger Roaring Thunder Sound Art, he also sorted out many of his own martial arts, even spells, and figured it out.

In a short period of time, he seemed to have undergone a transformation. In the depths of his eyes, there was a sense of wisdom, full of wisdom.

"In addition, there are only eight days left until the optimization of the attribute panel is completed.

And there was still one day left before actually entering Dongcheng County. "

Bai Ziyue was silent, but his heart was full of anticipation.

Chapter 249 Sword Slashing Innate (for Subscription)

The sun was shining brightly, and even among the mountains and forests, there was a sense of dryness and heat.

Warriors like Bai Ziyue, Zhang Zhen, and Dong Zhengwu who have cultivated their internal strength are fine, but some other warriors who practice internally and externally are full of energy and blood, and under the scorching sun, they look even hotter.

Almost everyone, not to mention the horses under them, felt scorching hot in their exhaled breath.

"In half a day, we will arrive at Dongcheng County, everyone work harder."

Zhang Zhen greeted and said.

The others raised their spirits a little, but soon became sluggish.

The little black dog was sticking out its tongue, and it was hot enough.

Up to now, it has silently accepted the fact of becoming a mount. Of course, as the price, three blood coagulation pills a day are indispensable.

Bai Ziyue was not stingy about this.

Soon, the group of people finally crossed the official road across the mountains, and then a large green field appeared leisurely in front of everyone.

Even though the heat on their bodies did not decrease, everyone still felt a sense of relief in their hearts.

At this time, Bai Ziyue also woke up from the practice, feeling a little refreshed, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and he said in a low voice: "Wait, something is wrong."

In the field, people dressed as farmers wearing straw hats were scattered in the field.

On both sides of the official road, there are still some people sitting under the trees, as if they are resting and enjoying the cool air.

Everything seemed ordinary.

But Bai Ziyue was born in a mountain village, and he was a guard commander in the Lieyang Gang. He saw a lot of farmers working, so he naturally understood the difference.

Not to mention, each of these peasant households is strong and well-groomed, and they obviously have martial arts. How could they be ordinary peasants?

Yang Zhen and the others also quickly pulled the reins, their eyes looked a little suspicious.

All of a sudden, the farmers who were originally scattered around and the mountain people on both sides of the official road suddenly changed their expressions and auras. They stood up in an instant, and a large piece of straw fell down as their footsteps moved horizontally, and they quickly pulled out the weapons they had already hidden , and then rushed up quickly.

Then I saw an old man, carrying a sickle, walking up tremblingly from behind them. His thin figure, slightly stooped, and his slight coughing sound seemed to indicate that his health was not very good.

But looking at this old man, with the vast and powerful aura like the abyss like the sea, Bai Ziyue's face changed instantly, becoming incomparably dignified.

"Martial arts innate!"

He took a deep breath, with a trace of bitterness on his face.

After all, I still met a strong man of this level.

Even if he is very confident in his own strength, he is not sure of winning against such a strong person.

"However, if you just escape..."

Bai Ziyue narrowed his eyes, but did not act rashly.

"hiss!"

Zhang Zhen and the others gasped, their complexions instantly turned extremely gray, and deep in their eyes, there was a deep sense of despair.

Congenitally strong!

They never expected that they would actually encounter a strong innate to intercept them.

Finished!

Dead!