My technique advances once a day

"I guess this "Mountain Chasing Cloud Step" is just so-so after maxing out. If you want to break through to the Armor Casting Realm..."

In the courtyard, Shen Yuan knocked his head in distress:

"If you want to break through, I'm afraid you still have to rely on this "Blood Flesh Demon Transformation"."

"And this "Blood Flesh Demon Transformation" is not a simple Tongmai Realm martial art. After the fifth transformation, it feels like it can break through the second or third layer of Armor Casting..."

Shen Yuan looked at the dense martial arts on the panel, starting from the "Blood Evil Fist" when he first came into contact with martial arts, to the current "Sealing Veins and Capturing Dragons".

Based on the insights of these martial arts, he has a certain judgment on the effectiveness of the demon body.

In other words, the demon named Xuegu didn't practice this skill well at all, so naturally he couldn't exert his full strength.

He swallowed flesh and blood and ordinary essence randomly, causing the flesh armor to be weak and vulnerable. Injected with poison again, it seems that the power is scary, but in fact, the flesh and blood armor that causes the body is not strong!

"As for whether it will be as I judged, we can only know after accumulating enough second molting blood evil essence."

Shen Yuan shook his head and stopped worrying too much.

Washed up and had a sleep first.

The next days are simple.

Just wait for the return of the old patriarch of the Zhao family.

These days, Shen Yuan has lived a leisurely life.

During the day, he studied martial arts to see if he could innovate and summarize the understanding beyond the crimson panel.

At dusk, he went to the Qingliu Gang for a stroll to see if there was any news about the families in the city.

The result was that these families were very quiet and there was no unusual movement.

At least with the ability of the Qingliu Gang, no one in the city was seen to go out of the city to send a message to Mr. Zhao.

"The Zhao family is now left with only one person, so what if they win?"

In Cuiyun Tower, Shen Yuan listened to Lu Yang's report on today's work and smiled, understanding the thoughts of the families in the city.

"It would be great if both sides suffered losses and the families could reap the benefits!"

"Why bother to bet on one side? Wouldn't it be better to win everything?"

"Your Excellency is wise..." Lu Yang flattered.

But before the clapping was finished, three sounds of breaking through the air were heard outside Cuiyun Tower.

Chirp chirp!

The sound came suddenly, harshly, and sharply.

Then a bright light came slowly with a loud noise!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three gorgeous red fireworks rose slowly in Qingyang City, and the blooming light illuminated half of the night sky, which was very beautiful.

"Is there any festival today?"

"No? Maybe some old man is celebrating his birthday?"

"Who knows..."

Three sudden fireworks made pedestrians on the street stop and talk. Looking up, they saw that there was no movement after the three fireworks. After discussing for a while, they gradually dispersed.

But the two people in Cuiyun Tower stood up instantly when they heard such movement, and they already understood what happened.

"Here it comes!"

The two people reacted differently.

Lu Yang's eyes were full of worry.

A person's reputation is like a tree's shadow. The Zhao family can sit firmly in the first chair of Qingyang City, and this old man Zhao has made an indelible contribution.

Even with the strength of Tongmai Realm Nine Meridians, no one in the city can beat him, even the city lord has to give him three points!

The outcome of this battle is still unknown.

He can't help but worry.

But Shen Yuan is different. His eyes hidden behind the shadow of the hood are full of joy and...

Fighting, cool!

Whether it is win or lose, let's put it aside for now.

At least after many days of waiting, the weight on my heart finally fell.

Shen Yuan grabbed Lv Yang by the back of his collar and disappeared in Cuiyun Tower in an instant.

His "Mountain Chasing Cloud Step" has been perfected in the past few days, and he walks as fast as the wind.

In just three or five minutes, the two appeared in the Qingliu Gang Pharmacy.

"Manager, it's on the official road in the east of the city! About 23 miles away!"

The gang members who came back to report the news galloped all the way, and they were out of breath due to the bumps.

Seeing a figure flashing in front of him, he immediately reported a direction after seeing it clearly.

Shen Yuan, who was beside Lv Yang, nodded, threw a bag of silver to the servant, and changed his body shape in an instant, and took out a huge package from the house.

Then he went straight to the stable, drove a maroon horse, and went straight to the east of the city.

The three fireworks that exploded over Qingyang City may just cause a discussion for ordinary people.

But among the big families, the heads of each family smelled something unusual.

Tonight, perhaps, will be the final battle between the Lin and Zhao families.

Not long after Shen Yuan left the city, countless horses ran out from each family, spreading out from Qingyang City as the center, to bring back the first-hand news of tonight.

...

There is no curfew in Qingyang City.

Or in other words, in the martial arts world, curfew is unnecessary.

So the sky was dim, and the old Zhao family head, Zhao Feng, who rode on a tall horse, walked slowly.

"This trip was not in vain. I finally got an armor-casting pill. It should be no problem to cast armor within three years."

Zhao Feng's eyes were bright on his old face, but when he thought of the value of this armor-casting pill, his eyes narrowed and his flesh hurt.

"Fifty thousand taels of silver, it's simply a high price! Just repay the good price like this?!"

Zhao Feng's cheeks bulged, but he didn't curse in the end.

Who made me not talented enough, just missing this pill? He had no choice but to buy it. No matter how much money he spent, he had to grit his teeth and bear it.

But fifty thousand taels of silver was painful after all. Zhao Feng's eyes flashed with a fierce look:

"When we enter the Armor-Forging Realm, there is no need for so many high-ranking families in Qingyang City. One of my Zhao family is enough!"

"To prevent any revenge drama, none of these people can be spared. Kill them all!"

"I just don't know how my son has solved the Lin family's affairs. I'm afraid the Lin family's father and son will be left to depend on each other, haha!"

Thinking of this, Zhao Feng couldn't help but curl up his lips. If this was the case, he wouldn't mind visiting in person tomorrow to let the Lin family and his son see the strength of Jiumai!

The Lin family should disappear from Qingyang City!

"Hey, this idiot... went astray!"

Zhao Feng, who was secretly enjoying himself, realized in his thoughts that the horse on his hip had deviated from the broad official road and walked onto a side road.

He pulled the reins sharply and pulled the horse back onto the right path.

But the horse was out of control when he sat down. Even though Zhao Feng was holding his head tightly, he still twisted his body and walked stubbornly towards the fork in the road.

"Something's wrong, this fog..."

Zhao Feng's nine veins all over his body were connected, and his senses were so sharp. He just squinted his eyes and noticed the faint mist in the air.

The mist seemed to have spirituality, and it became thick the moment he noticed it, shrouding him, making it difficult to see anything two feet away.

Zhao Feng let go of the reins and stopped embarrassing the horse beneath him.

I knew someone had set an ambush.

Zhao Feng did not panic, he cupped his fists and said loudly:

"I am from the Zhao family in Qingyang City. Zhao Feng has been out of the city to visit friends for a few days. All the money he brought has been used up and he is already penniless."

"I don't know which hero is in front of me. Please make way for me. When I return to the city, I will give you gold and silver with both hands!"

Zhao Feng was very polite. Apart from destroying several families in the city, he did not want to provoke other enemies.

The fact that the opponent can set up cards to block them outside the city shows that their strength is not weak.

What's more, if the other party didn't take action immediately, he must be seeking money. With his own financial resources, he believed that he could still solve it easily!

Gululu!

What responded to him was a soft sound in the mist.

Zhao Feng paid full attention.

Then I saw a bulging floral cloth bundle rolling out of the mist.

During the collision, the flower cloth wrapped around it fell apart, revealing two round objects scattered, rolling endlessly, and stopped in front of the horse.

Zhao Feng was puzzled and stared at it for a moment, and then he saw clearly that the objects were two big heads.

Looking closer, I realized that there was something familiar between his eyebrows, and he almost fell off the horse.

"ah!"

He screamed in grief, and his sorrowful voice sounded in the fog:

"My son, my grandson!"

[PS: Check in with 100,000 words! Thank you for your company, I will continue to work hard! 】

[I am watching Big Brother recently, learning about plot arrangement, twists and turns, emotional outbursts, character creation, and smooth perspective changes in writing... Wow, my brain is shaking! 】