He threw away the half-broken sword in his hand and walked over step by step. Daoyuan looked solemn and couldn't help but hold the sword in his hand tightly. Lei Luo's face changed slightly, but he had no intention of retreating. He raised the bench in his hand and made a gesture to attack.

The brother Zhao glanced at Lei Luo, showed a look of disdain, then looked at Daoyuan again and said, "I admit that I was careless just now, but young man, the strength of the Heyuan Middle Realm is not something you can resist. If you hand over that sword to me, I can not hurt you."

"Sorry, this is my thing and will not give it to anyone."

"As it happens, don't blame me." As soon as he finished speaking, his right palm suddenly slapped out, attacking Daoyuan with a strong wind.

"Shameless!" Lei Luo was about to step forward, but was pushed away by Daoyuan and flashed out of the circle. The opponent was the strength of the Yuan Middle Realm. Lei Luo was just a beginner and practiced, and he was not even the first realm of gathering spirits. rushing up like this is definitely no different from seeking death.

Not long ago, Daoyuan, who absorbed some of the energy of the seven-color stone, had officially entered the initial realm of gathering spirits. When the sword spirit told him the news, Daoyuan was a little unbelievable: This is the initial realm of gathering spirits? How could it be so easy?

Jian Ling explained: "It's not easy, but the result of your uninterrupted three lights every day since you were young and for more than ten years. Coupled with the magical mystery of the Hongmeng Heavenly Dao Art, this allows the energy of the colorful stone to be quickly refined, not only your meridians can be loaded, but the dantian can also accommodate these spiritual power. Just imagine, a person who has been preparing for cultivation for more than ten years suddenly has enough spiritual power. Isn't it natural to break through the first realm of spiritual gathering? If you can't do it, that's a real ghost."

Before, he fought against Mr. Lu, who was in the upper realm of the spirit, and his combat power was naturally higher than his level. Although the opponent was one greater than his level, Daoyuan felt that it would not be difficult to deal with him for a few moves. If Jin'er could handle another man in black, and then join forces with him, he might not be much weaker than the opponent.

Seeing that Daoyuan did not dodge, Brother Zhao came forward and sneered in his heart: This is your own pursuit of death, but it has nothing to do with me.

With a bang, his palms intersected. Brother Zhao's body was slightly stagnant, but Daoyuan was hit by the huge force and retreated for more than ten steps. His face turned pale, and his chest was even more depressed and vomited. With a wow, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"It is worthy of being the strength of the Heyuan Middle Realm, it is indeed amazing."

Daoyuan wiped the blood on his mouth and his expression became more serious. With one move, he already knew the real gap between himself and the other party. Sure enough, the gap between realms is not so easy to make up. The higher the cultivation level, the more obvious the gap is.

Compared with Daoyuan's solemnity, Brother Zhao's expression was shocked. He had already seen Daoyuan's strength. Under normal circumstances, even if he had not done his best with his palm, it was not something that a warrior in the first realm of gathering spirits could bear. The young man in front of him not only did not lose his combat power immediately, but seemed to have only suffered some minor injuries, and even had the power to fight.

However, even though he was shocked, he paused for a moment, and then he stepped on his body again. This time, he used his palms together and tried his best. He made up his mind to fight quickly and no longer gave Daoyuan any chance.

Lei Luo saw that something was wrong, roared and rushed up regardless. Daoyuan's eyes shrank slightly, stabbed out with a sword, and said anxiously: "Be careful!"

Brother Zhao flew up and hit Lei Luo on the shoulder, kicking him out. The attack of his palms was not affected at all, and he still attacked extremely quickly. In his opinion, he tried his best to deal with a boy who had just entered the Spirit Gathering Realm. Even if the other party had some skills, he was far worse than him. He could easily seize the sword and hurt people, and be clean and neat.

At this moment, he suddenly felt his body stiffen, and the true energy that had no stagnation disappeared instantly for some reason. Such a change suddenly scared his soul out of the sky. His first reaction was: It's over!

Seeing Daoyuan's sword stabbing straight at him, even though he wanted to hide, his whole body was not in control at this moment, and he could not even do the blink of an eye. Before he could understand what was going on, the next moment, a slight sound rang out, and the dark sword body was easily inserted into his body, and the tip of the sword penetrated from his back.

"This is impossible!" He looked at Daoyuan in disbelief, and slowly fell down with endless unwillingness in his eyes.

Not to mention him, even Daoyuan was confused at this time. After looking at the sword of life and death in his hand, he realized it a little and gently patted the sword body: "Thank you."

"It's not that I want to take action, but you're not that guy's opponent yet." Jian Ling's voice was a little weak, as if this action had taken him a lot of energy.

Daoyuan heard something wrong and asked, "How are you?"

"I'm fine, I just need a rest. I can't help you for the moment. You can do the other guy by yourself."

Another man in black was fighting fiercely with Jin'er. He wanted to catch Rou'er behind the door several times, but Jin'er forced him back. He was anxious and suddenly noticed the situation here. Seeing that his companion was penetrated by Daoyuan's sword, he subconsciously stunned: How is this possible!

Jin'er saw the cheapness, and another swept, and his sharp claws were shining with a cold and cold light, and grabbed the man in black's neck. The man in black suddenly realized that Jin'er's speed was too fast, and he could not resist the sword. He had to dodge his vitals in his busy schedule, and his upper body suddenly leaned back.

A painful cry came out, and a deep wound was slanted from Jin'er's sharp claws on his chest, and blood gushed out, soaking his chest's clothes.

"Damn beast!"

He cursed, knowing that things could no longer be done, and his heart suddenly felt relieved. Daoyuan saw his thoughts, so he could not let him go like this. The sword of life and death blocked his way. Jin'er had been with him for many years, so he naturally had a tacit understanding. He roared lowly and formed a clamping force with Daoyuan one after another. In this situation, they had appeared many times while hunting in the mountains.

Seeing the current form clearly, the man in black looked slightly stern. His strength was only in the first realm of Heyuan, and it was already a headache to face Jin'er. Because of the last mistake, he invited a companion who was stronger than him. Unexpectedly, he ended up like this. While he was puzzled, he was also extremely shocked and angry. However, after anger, the situation in front of him was really not good for him. The so-called keeping the green mountains is not afraid of burning firewood. For the sake of the current plan, it would be better to evacuate this place first. In his opinion, it should not be difficult for him to leave.

"Boy, do you think I can really stay?"

Daoyuan looked at him quietly and said, "You are attacking us twice. You just wanted to use my friends to threaten you. For the sake of safety in the future, I can only try my best, otherwise there will be endless troubles."

"Hehe, I admit, I failed again this time, but what price will you pay if you want to stop me?"

This sentence is a question and a threat.

Daoyuan seemed to care and said calmly: "I believe that if there is another time, the price we will pay will be greater."

The man in black changed his face, raised his sword, gritted his teeth and shouted, "Then come on."

Daoyuan glanced at Jin'er, and Jin'er understood and was lying down, ready to go.

At this time, the voice of the sword spirit came in: "I just said, you can handle this guy yourself and you can't use any helpers."

Daoyuan was stunned: "Why?"

"Although his cultivation is higher than yours, his real combat power is average. What you need most now is combat experience and training. The guy in front of you is the best trial opponent. How can you let such a good opportunity be missed? You have to know that only life-and-death battle can make you grow quickly, so you have to deal with it yourself."

"I see."

Daoyuan said to Jin'er: "Don't take action, I'll do it myself."

Jin'er was afraid that he would make a mistake, so he roared a few times. After seeing his firm and resolute expression, he had to retreat helplessly to prevent the other party from escaping.

The man in black never expected that he would say this. Seeing that Daoyuan's expression was not like a false test, he could guess something while his eyes rolled. He was secretly angry and sneered: "If it were me, I wouldn't have done this."

This seems like persuasion, but it is actually exciting. He wants to take advantage of the young man's arrogance and never regret the aroused Daoyuan. In this way, his situation will be safer, and he may be able to kill Daoyuan and complete the task.

I don’t know if I could see the man in black thinking, Daoyuan smiled slightly and did not answer, but he did not take action immediately.

The night breeze moved slightly, and the shadows of the trees shook gently. When several broken yellow leaves just fell to the ground, the two finally moved.

This was the first real battle in Daoyuan, and experience was inevitable. In the eyes of the man in black, it was even a bit ridiculous. However, the man in black knew that his sword was extremely sharp and did not dare to let his sword edge collide with it. In addition, Jin'er was eyeing him on the side, which forced him to be distracted from his mind. For a moment, the man in black could not get Daoyuan. This situation shocked him very much. The first realm of Gathering Spirits and the first realm of Heyuan was just a little inferior. He had never thought so before.

After several moves, Daoyuan's figure retreated violently. With one move, his left arm was swept by the sword edge of the man in black, his clothes were broken and blood was flowing out.

Rou'er covered her jade mouth lightly and looked at him worriedly. Jin'er even more anxiously scratched the ground with her forelimbs and growled constantly.

The man in black looked at him expressionlessly, his eyes full of contempt and said to himself: After all, the Spirit Gathering Realm is the Spirit Gathering Realm. Even if I am injured, you are not my opponent. If it weren't for that beast, it would be a question whether you could stand at this moment.

Daoyuan glanced at the wound on his arm, frowned slightly, then leaned slightly, slowly closed his eyes, and the move that Mr. Lu used that day - Fengyu Luo.

He was injured by this move, and the situation that day was still vivid in his mind. Since the Hongmeng Heavenly Dao Art can be used as the internal force of any move, he could naturally use this move. He silently recalled the body movements and movements of Mr. Lu, and his brows gradually relaxed.

"Pretending!" The man in black snorted coldly. Although he was disdainful and did not understand, he decided not to wait any longer. For some reason, Daoyuan's performance suddenly made him a little nervous and uneasy. He was ready to use his most powerful killer move. Since the beast really stopped taking action, he might as well complete the task as quickly as possible, and go back to hand in the job.

Another cool night wind blew, and the man in black moved, and his true energy was emitting all his strength. The sword in his hand shone out thousands of cold lights, with a howling sound, splitting the falling moonlight and covering the Daoyuan with an extremely sharp sound.

Just as his sword power started, Daoyuan suddenly opened his eyes, and a move that had been secretly arose for a long time was also released.

Under the faint moonlight, several black lights appeared out of nowhere, facing the cold light like the rain curtain. The figures of the two of them flashed, without the sound of gold and iron clashing, without the anger and unwilling roar. Some were just the sound of the two feet falling to the ground at the same time, splashing weeds and dust underground.

"What's your name?" asked the man in black.

"I learned this from your young master, and I don't know what it is." Daoyuan answered truthfully.

"So awesome!"

I don’t know if he was talking about Daoyuan’s use of it or this move itself is very powerful. After saying this, the man in black fell to the ground, and blood gushed out from his chest, dyeing the withered and yellow weeds red.
Chapter completed!