Tuoba Jian was inspired by Hu Feng's praise and excitedly went into the mountains to search for wild animals the next day. He had good luck and successfully hunted two pheasants and a hare, cut two bundles of firewood, and returned with a full load.

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Tuoba Jian was anxious and walked quickly. When he turned the corner of the long street, he unexpectedly trotted a few riders in front. The horse running in the front suddenly saw bundles of firewood approaching. He was frightened and said, "Herodor"

With a long neigh, the man raised his front hoof stood up. The knight on the horse was caught off guard and was knocked to the ground, almost falling into a mess. The other knights hurriedly tied their thrones and quickly subdued the shocked horse, avoiding the

A disaster happened in a downtown city.

The fallen knight was about thirty years old, wearing light armor and a long sword on his back. He consciously lost face in front of his companions. He rushed to Tuoba Jian in two steps, kicking him to the ground with one kick.

He said: "Does the bastard who doesn't walk long and wants to be reincarnated?"

How could Tuoba Jian be troublesome in public? Apologized: "Uncle, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! The young man was anxious to go home to take care of the patients, so he was definitely not intending to hit your BMW."

The knight was furious and kicked him a few more times to vent his anger, shouting, "Get out!"

Tuoba Jian said reluctantly: "Yes, yes, get out of here immediately." He quickly got up, picked up the firewood and left in a row.

The knight jumped back onto the horse in disappointment, walked through the streets and alleys with his companions, and gradually approached the military camp located in the north of the city. Suddenly, he tightened the reins and frowned and said, "No, that boy is weird!"

The other knights laughed and said, "Brother Ling, do you still want to cause trouble for that kid?" "Ling Du, why bother with a small matter? Let's complete the commander's order first!"

Ling Du said in a deep voice: "Do you think I'm looking for something to do? Humph, I kicked at least hundreds of pounds, but after being beaten, the boy was still carrying a pile of firewood and walking vigorously. Don't you?

Do you think this is strange?”

No matter how strong an ordinary woodcutter is, he cannot resist a warrior kick. At the very least, he vomits blood on the spot, and at the worst, his bones break. He is in bed for three months. How can he pat his butt and leave immediately?

Another knight stroked his chin and said, "According to Brother Ling, that boy is hidden and is he a martial artist with internal skills?"

Na Ling Du said decisively: "That's right!"

The knights were searching for the royal guards who had missed the net in the city, but they would not let go of any suspicious clues. At this time, they accidentally discovered a young man with hidden strength, like a hunting dog smelling blood, and they all became excited and might have the opportunity to make meritorious and rewarded.

Right in front of you!

"The boy came and went in a hurry, and we didn't even see his appearance clearly. How did we dig him out of the vast sea of ​​people?"

Na Lingdu sneered: "How many people can chop firewood in Baocheng make a living? There are at most three or five hundred people! Among them, there are no more than ten people who are so young and so tall and strong. Just ask local snakes to come forward and check it,

Sooner or later, I will find out where the boy is staying."

The other knights laughed: "What a wonderful thing! There must be a brave man under the heavy reward. We just need to wait for the good news."

At this moment, deep in the alley.

Tuoba Jian took out the pheasant's stomach and took out the internal organs, poured it on with boiling water, and finally carefully pulled out the hair from the chicken's skin. Hu Feng sat on the wooden pier and watched the boy busy, and said to him in a mess.

Chat.

Soon, Tuoba Jian completely cleaned up the two pheasants, cut off their heads and claws, and put them in the pot to stew them. Hu Feng couldn't help but say, "Are you too extravagant? I have a small appetite and I can't finish two of them in one meal.

Chicken." Tuoba Jian said: "I have to eat it even if I can't finish it!"

After the chicken soup was cooked, Hu Feng insisted, the two of them finished eating. After getting along this, there was less embarrassing estrangement between them and it became easier and more natural to communicate.

Hu Feng asked, "Brother Tuoba, how long do you plan to stay here? Will you not go back to Liaodong again?"

Tuoba Jian smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know. After my defeat, my sword heart was broken, which caused my master to be humiliated. What face would he have to return to Liaodong? There are many powerful soldiers in Lingbo Pavilion, how could he spare me and not kill me?"

Hu Feng said in confusion: "You have the same feelings for learning arts, why do you have to fight life and death?"

Tuoba Jian said: "Lingbo Pavilion is completely different from your Xuanyuan Gate. The disciples in the Pavilion come from all ethnic groups in the border areas, with complex languages ​​and different customs, and it is difficult for them to build trust between them. In order to compete for limited cultivation resources, everyone refused to give in to each other and competed with martial arts.

When you fight with your life, you never say that you show mercy. The accumulation of hatred is no longer resolved. Once your cultivation level declines or you are seriously injured, you will most likely be attacked and assassinated by your opponent."

Hu Feng gasped and murmured: "The disciples in the sect killed each other, so didn't the elders come forward to take care of each other?"

Tuoba Jian shook his head and said, "Liaodong is bitter and cold, and there are hundreds of races mixed together. It is a common practice to fight for life and death. Who would question this? What's more, martial arts cannot tolerate you to give in. You will fight all the time and fight everywhere. If you don't fight, you will die!

Under heavy pressure, which disciple dares to relax and slack off? I can say without hesitation that if Xuanyuan Gate and Lingbo Pavilion each took ten people to confront each other, except Fu Jingtao, the rest might be defeated and died."

Hu Feng said astonished: "Aren't you the strongest genius disciple of Lingbo Pavilion?"

Tuoba Jian said slowly: "No, I am not! The number one young generation in Lingbo Pavilion is Murong Buqi, the son of the Pavilion Master Murong Bei! He inherited his father's unique skills and claimed to be a "copper leg iron fist"

, under the age of eighteen, swept across the northern desert and Liaodong, killing hundreds of thieves and demons."

Hu Feng said in surprise: "Murrong Buqi is also good at boxing and kicking skills? Then Brother Fu has met his lifelong enemy!"

Tuoba Jianqi said: "Don't Fu Jingtao specializes in swordsmanship?"

Hu Feng smiled and said, "My senior brother is unique and proficient in swordsmanship, sticks, swordsmanship, guns and other weapons, but his best attitude is boxing!"

Tuoba Jian's ears buzzed, his heart was undulating. It turned out that Fu Jingtao did not show his strongest killer move during the duel that day! It turned out that in other people's eyes, his weight was far from enough! His inner pride was completely activated,

He clenched his fists tightly and gritted his teeth and said, "Fu Jingtao, one day I will force you to use your most powerful skill!"

Hu Feng sighed, "I don't know what 'Sword Heart' is, and how to practice it. If your swordsmanship is stuck, you will not be qualified to be a rival to Senior Brother Fu in the future."

Tuoba Jian pulled out the iron sword behind his back, stretched out his finger and gently stroked the cold sword blade, and whispered: "I am practicing the ruthless sword, the sword of killing, and feeding the sword soul with his own essence and blood,

The murderous intent was used to forge the sword heart. But that day, I could not break Fu Jingtao's two swords even though I tried my best. The idea of ​​winning in my heart was shaken and collapsed, so that the sword soul had no support, so I was silent. Oh, what should I do

Only then can you awaken the soul in the sword?”

Hu Feng said: "Since the path of ruthless killing cannot be done, why don't you find another way and reshape the sword soul?"
Chapter completed!