"Can't you get any information?" Peng Hongguang frowned and said slowly: "It seems like this is an operation against Junhui. Hey, I wonder which company is so bold, aren't you afraid?
Does it anger the ancestor?"
Zhang Dexue shrugged his shoulders and thought to himself, although the old man is powerful, he also has many enemies. God knows who is coming. However, the other party has such a thorough plan, so he should not attack Junhui on the spot. As long as this little guy
If you are still alive, then there is still room for redemption.
Suddenly, a middle-aged man hurriedly entered the room. He whispered: "Mr. Zhang, someone shot a short arrow just outside the door. This is the letter on the short arrow." He took out a letter and handed it to him respectfully.
Go up.
Zhang Dexue was startled, looked at him in surprise, and reached out to take it.
Then, he stood up suddenly, a look of shock and anger flashed in his eyes.
Peng Hongguang said in a deep voice: "Mr. Zhang, what happened."
Zhang Dexue's face was ashen and he said: "Someone left a message in the letter that Junhui went out this time to deal with someone."
"Who?" Peng Hongguang and the others' eyes immediately lit up.
"The army triumphs."
"Rong... triumphant." Peng Hongguang and the other three looked at each other and asked, "Is this a member of the Rong family?"
"Yes." Zhang Dexue said slowly: "This is a rising star of the Rong family, a spiritual gatherer."
"Spirit Gathering Master?" Peng Hongguang's expression finally changed, and he asked: "When did the Rong family also have a Spirit Gathering Master?"
Zhang Dexue glanced at him and said: "I only got the news recently. He is not only a spiritual gathering master, but also only has the cultivation level of a mid-level spiritual master."
"Impossible." Peng Hongguang said in confusion: "The secret realm is extremely dangerous. Unless you are a peak spiritual warrior, you will die if you enter. Since that person is a spiritual gathering warrior, the Rong family will definitely treat him as a treasure, and
How could we let him take this risk?"
Zhang Dexue smiled bitterly and said: "When I first got the news, I couldn't believe it. But..." He paused and said: "If this mid-term spiritualist can defeat Rong Kaijie in a fair duel, he will naturally have
You are qualified to enter the secret realm."
"Is it true that he can defeat Rong Kaijie?"
Peng Honghu, who had been sitting behind Peng Hongguang, suddenly opened his eyes and asked in a deep voice.
"It's absolutely true." Zhang Dexue nodded and said, "This person must be a rare and unique genius."
Peng Hongguang's face was extremely solemn. If such a person really appeared in the Rong family, and Peng Junhui got involved regardless of life and death, then his end would probably be disastrous.
Peng Honghe said slowly: "Brother, we may have entered a misunderstanding." He turned his eyes and said: "The battle involving more than fifty people was probably caused by Junhui and Rong Kaixuan alone.
"
Everyone was speechless. The Spirit Gathering Master was a powerful being that could summon spirit warriors. If you add the talismans on the Spirit Gathering Master, you could spend all your energy to create a team of more than thirty people.
It's very possible.
"Hey." Zhang Dexue stomped his feet heavily and said with hatred: "Junhui, this kid, why is he so ignorant that he wants to provoke Rong Kaixuan?"
Peng Honghe's eyes fell on the letter in Zhang Dexue's hand, and he said slowly: "Although Junhui is bold, he may not be so reckless if there is no one instigating him."
Zhang Dexue was startled, then nodded gently and said, "I understand. The origin of this letter is strange. I must get to the bottom of it."
Peng Hongguang responded and said: "The letter needs to be checked, but this army has made a triumphant return, so we can't let it go easily."
Peng Honghe smiled and said: "Yes, a spirit gatherer who can defeat Rong Kaijie in the mid-term, if he is allowed to grow... Hehe, I am afraid that the strength of the Rong family will overwhelm us. .”
Several people looked at each other, and each person's eyes flashed with a dangerous cold light.
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"Brother Meng, this is a swamp. Why did you bring me here?" Rong Kaixuan looked at the muddy land in front of him and asked in confusion.
Meng Yan smiled mysteriously and said: "Brother Rong, this is a good place to practice." He pointed at the special spirit body behind Rong Kaixuan and said: "Your spirit body has been promoted to the peak warrior. Try it here. Just right.”
Rong Kaixuan blinked twice. He knew that his understanding of the secret realm was far inferior to that of the other party. Since Meng Yan said this, it naturally makes sense.
"Brother Rong, watch carefully."
Meng Yan shouted softly, and he took big steps, walking steadily on the muddy ground. His body seemed to have no weight at all, and he was galloping here.
After a moment, the mud below suddenly started churning, and dozens of gray shadows wrapped in mud broke out of the ground as if they couldn't stand his trampling, and rushed towards him.
Meng Yan seemed to be prepared for this. With a move of his wrist, his long sword flew, drawing strange and mysterious cold lights in the void.
These cold lights intertwined to form a huge sword net, covering his body.
The gray shadows collided with the airtight sword network, bursting out immediately, turning into clouds of blood mist, and then collapsed and disappeared.
In just a moment, these little guys were slaughtered by Meng Yan.
With a flash of figure, Meng Yan returned to Rong Kaixuan. He smiled and said, "Did you see clearly?"
Rong Kaixuan said inexplicably: "What are you looking at?"
Meng Yan twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at Rong Kaixuan with a completely speechless look. After a moment, he said: "Brother Rong, I heard that you not only understood the warrior's heart, but also mastered the fist of Zhen Gang? "
Rong Kaixuan's face turned red and he said: "That's what the Xuan clan elder said, hey, I was just lucky for a moment."
Meng Yan shook his head and said: "Those who can grasp the heart of a warrior and understand the fist of Zhen Gang in the middle stage of a warrior are definitely unparalleled martial arts geniuses." At this point, his eyes condensed, full of expectation. asked: "Did you really not see clearly the sword technique I performed just now?"
Only then did Rong Kaixuan understand what Meng Yan was asking about. He said in a dumbfounded way: "Brother Meng, although I am a mid-term warrior, I am also a mid-term spiritual warrior."
Meng Yan was startled and sighed in disappointment.
Although he himself is a powerful peak martial artist, he has to admit that the status of a spirit gatherer is much higher than that of a warrior.
"Okay, Brother Rong, let your spirit body have a try to see if it can learn my swordsmanship." Meng Yan said in a retreat.
"What?" Rong Kaixuan said with a look of disbelief: "Let the spirit learn your swordsmanship?"
Meng Yan rolled his eyes at him and said, "There's no need to make such a fuss. This spirit of yours is a special spirit fighter. Haha, I've long heard that the special spirit fighter is the best martial arts genius in the world.
If you put any special skill in their hands, they can learn it in the shortest time."
Rong Kaixuan smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Meng, it turns out you are using it for experiments."
Meng Yan chuckled and said, "Brother Rong, I am teaching him swordsmanship. If he really learns it, it will be of great benefit to you."
He stretched out his hand, pointed at a piece of ground not far away, and said: "Swamps are rich in these flying fish beasts. Although they are not powerful, they are numerous, and there is nothing valuable about them. Killing them is purely
It’s a waste of energy. Therefore, few people come here.”
Rong Kaixuan looked at him in surprise and said, "Brother Meng, I think you know these flying fish very well."
Meng Yan laughed loudly and said: "Of course, although these flying fish are of no use, when they gather in a certain number, they really cause a headache. Hehe, I used to practice swords here, this Star Tempering Sword Technique
It was cultivated here.”
Rong Kaixuan was suddenly enlightened. He looked at the bodies of the flying fish and small beasts that were gradually sinking, and secretly mourned for them in his heart.
In order to perfect his sword skills, countless flying fish and beasts died under Meng Yan's sword.
"Brother Rong, let your spirit body try it. Take a few steps on the swamp first, and the flying fish there will take the initiative to attack." Meng Yan urged with interest.
Rong Kaixuan pondered for a moment and said, "Okay."
He turned his eyes and nodded towards the special spirit body.
The special spirit held a long sword and imitated Meng Yan's appearance and entered the swamp. According to Rong Kaixuan's order, it was indeed imitating Meng Yan's behavior.
After circling around a swamp, the ground was indeed raised, and gray shadows flew up.
These flying fish are not big in size, only about the size of a normal human thumb. However, their large mouth takes up more than half of their body, and the sharp teeth in their mouth are their biggest weapons for fame.
The special spirit body suddenly stood still, and with a slight flick of its wrist, several cold stars suddenly sputtered out. These cold stars spread quickly and formed streaks of cold light.
All the cold lights intertwined and intertwined, eventually forming a sword network.
Rong Kaixuan was very excited when he saw it. The swordsmanship performed by the special spirit was exactly the swordsmanship of Meng Yan.
Although due to the difference in individual strength, the swordsmanship power of the two men is very different. However, in terms of swordsmanship alone, the special spirit can be used in a similar manner, which is no different from Meng Yan.
Meng Yan's eyes widened and he looked at it dumbfounded.
His teacher once said in the past that special spirits are the most talented martial arts geniuses in the world.
He has always been dubious about this sentence. A spiritual body is a spiritual body, so how can it be compared with geniuses among humans?
However, after seeing the sword skills displayed by this special spirit, he finally understood that in terms of talent alone, he, who was called a genius by everyone, was at least eight points behind this special spirit.
The street is far away.
The special spirit stood up with its sword sheathed, and all the flying fish and beasts that shot at it were easily killed by it.
Meng Yan sighed and said enviously: "Brother Rong, your special spirit is so powerful. You have to cultivate it well so that you don't live up to God's high hopes for you."