The road to the heavens starting from the Wild Age

Chapter 13 Death of Feng Yangzi

Xia Ming was not in a hurry to leave Anchan City, but came to the "Black Tiger Palace" in Anchan City and accepted a mission.

This is where the staff teacher "Feng Yangzi" that Xia Xiyue helped Xia Ming find last time came from here. The tasks in the Black Tiger Palace are various, but they are basically prepared for casual cultivators.

Xia Ming came here to take on the mission, not to earn resources, but to have a goal after leaving Anchan City!

Therefore, after a while of selection, Xia Ming chose a task that was suitable for a single person and had no time limit.

After that, he didn't hesitate anymore and headed straight outside Anchan City.
And just when Xia Ming left Anchan City, several Zifu monks in Anchan City also took action at the same time.

"Is that kid finally leaving the city?"

"This kid is really talented. He has been practicing alone in Anchan City, and he has become an innate being in just eight years."

"It's a pity that no matter how talented he is, it's useless. The dangers of the world of cultivating immortals are beyond his imagination!"

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The monks of Zifu communicated with each other using communication treasures, and at the same time, they also rushed outside Anchan City.

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Outside Anchan City is a plain that stretches for thousands of miles.

Not long after Xia Ming left Anchan City, he started running around the plains to his heart's content.

Of course, Xia Ming still listened to Xia Xiyue's advice. He used the jade pendant Xia Xiyue gave him to cover up his true aura, and what was exposed was only the early stage of his innate nature.

Therefore, Xia Ming was far from running at full strength.

However, although it was not at full strength, Xia Ming's speed was extremely fast. If a mortal looked at it, he could only see a black shadow passing over the flat ground.

"So cool!"

Xia Ming couldn't help but open his hands and feel the strong wind blowing against his body.

Although it is quite enjoyable to practice all the time, I still have to go out for a walk occasionally to feel the vastness of this world and the beauty of the world.
"Ok?"

Suddenly, Xia Ming frowned slightly and stopped.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
In an instant, four streams of light surpassed Xia Ming and stopped in front of him.

"Zifu cultivator?"

Xia Ming looked at the four Zifu monks flying with their treasures, and was secretly wary in his heart.

Just when I went out, I met four Zifu monks?
If it is in some small places, the Zifu monks are already called ancestors. Even if this is Anchan City, it is definitely unusual for four Zifu monks to appear randomly.

"Seniors, what's wrong?" Xia Ming raised his head and asked.

"Haha, little guy, although eight years have passed, have you forgotten me?" Suddenly, a burst of laughter came. Hearing this, Xia Ming instantly looked at an old man.

Soon, Xia Ming was suddenly shocked.

Although his clothes were changed and his expression was wrong, Xia Ming quickly recognized that this was the "Feng Yangzi" who taught him the basics of stick technique eight years ago!
"Senior Feng Yangzi, of course I can't forget. I wonder why senior is looking for me?" Xia Ming asked.

"A few fellow Taoists and I are discussing a major matter recently, and we need your help!" Feng Yangzi said, stroking his beard.

"My strength is low, so I'm afraid I won't be able to help." Xia Ming frowned.

"Haha, it doesn't matter, you can definitely help with this matter." Feng Yangzi waved his hand, but just when he was about to say something else, next to him, a somewhat withered and thin man became a little impatient. .

"Old guy, why are you talking nonsense to this kid? Capture him first." The man snorted coldly.

Hearing this, Xia Ming's expression changed, and Feng Yangzi's smiling expression suddenly disappeared.

"Oh, there's nothing we can do." Feng Yangzi pretended to sigh and said, and a long fine iron stick suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Since I taught you the stick method eight years ago, let me try to see how much progress your disciple has made in the past eight years!" Feng Yangzi said with a smile, and followed him to control the flying boat at his feet, shouting. It fell to the ground.

"Are you worthy of being my master?" Xia Ming's eyes turned cold.

"Bold traitor, it seems I have to teach you a lesson!" Feng Yangzi sneered, and he rushed towards Xia Ming directly from the ground. It seemed that he really wanted to defeat Xia Ming with a stick.

In fact, Feng Yangzi is a monk of Zifu after all. Even if he is practicing Qi Flow, he will not have any problem in close combat against an innate early-stage creature.

Feng Yangzi was once an innate being. The battles he experienced when he was innate were all close combats. Moreover, Feng Yangzi's stick skills have also reached the realm of harmony between man and nature. No matter how you say it, his close combat methods are It is also much stronger than ordinary innate creatures.

"This Feng Yangzi is really evil. I have to defeat this kid with a stick."

"This old guy probably doesn't have a few more years to live. It's normal for him to be a bit perverted. Besides, he gave us this opportunity after all. Don't worry about this little thing."

"Feng Yangzi came to us because he was afraid of death. This kid is easy to deal with, but his aunt is not easy to deal with. If Feng Yangzi is sure of it alone, why should he share the benefits with us?"

"It is."

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The remaining three Zifu monks were communicating with each other, and at this time, Feng Yangzi also came to Xia Ming in a calm and calm manner.

"Little guy, don't blame me for not giving you a chance, you take action first!"

Feng Yangzi looked at Xia Ming with a smile, but Xia Ming had no expression on his face. He just pulled out the long black stick from behind.

Those who practice Qi Flow to cultivate immortals rely on various magic weapons, while the need for weapons to refine the body of gods and demons is much smaller. Generally speaking, only a blood-refined magic weapon is needed.

The long stick in Xia Ming's hand is the blood-refined magic weapon refined under Xia Xiyue's guidance. Because the materials used are relatively good, the blood-refined magic weapon was quite extraordinary when it was born.

Of course, this is not enough. The most important thing is that with the killing, the blood-refined magic weapon will grow with its master.

"A monk from Zifu who practices Qi Flow dares to fight me in close combat."

Xia Ming stared at Feng Yangzi with murderous intent in his heart.

After all, this was his first actual combat. Xia Ming was not very confident in dealing with the Zifu monk. However, it would be different if the Zifu monk was stupid enough to fight him in close combat.

Under Feng Yangzi's confident gaze, Xia Ming took action.

He doesn't have any fancy moves, just an ordinary "smash"!
Xia Ming held one end of the black stick and raised the other end high, then dropped it with a crash.

boom!
A ball of flames suddenly exploded at one end of the long stick, and the power of the blow suddenly increased significantly.

After breaking through the innateness of "Nine Heavens of Red Brightness", Xia Ming was born with the ability to control water and fire. However, that was only the most common use. During Xia Ming's subsequent enlightenment, he understood a hint of the "true meaning of explosive flames" from the flames. And integrated into the stick method.

The realm of cultivation, from the subtle to the unity of heaven and man, and beyond, is the true meaning of Tao.

The true meaning of explosive flames is a kind of true meaning of Tao, and it is a true meaning that is extremely biased towards attack power.

At this time, Xia Ming's stick not only contained Xia Ming's power that was comparable to that of ordinary gods and demons in the early stages of Zi Mansion's body refining, but it was also filled with the power of the "true meaning of explosive flames".

The terrifying power of it would definitely make ordinary Zifu monks turn pale!

"what is this?"

The relaxation in Feng Yangzi's heart disappeared in an instant. He was confused at first, and then felt a trace of fear.

He subconsciously raised the weapon in his hand to resist, but was instantly suppressed by Xia Ming's stick.

boom!
The terrifying stick hit Feng Yangzi's head firmly, and the protective power on his body was shattered like paper. The long stick fell from Feng Yangzi's head to the ground.

Feng Yangzi was smashed into a puddle of meat!
(End of this chapter)