Taoist master wants to ascend

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Muffled thunder rolled, electric snakes pierced the sky, strong winds blew, and heavy rain fell like a waterfall.

Li Yuan walked in the torrential rain, and fine rainwater flowed down along the bamboo hat.

The heavy rain in late autumn was very chilly, but he didn't feel it at all, as if there was a fire surging inside his body.

Among the five major control effects of the six-edged hammer, the hammer talent and Heavy as a Hundred Jun all overlap with the Wind-Breaking Hammer, and the Jade Bronze Hammer also has the blessing of Breaking the Horizontal Armor.

Therefore, before leaving the forging room, he had already mastered the third-order heavy hammer, replaced the overlapping Hundred Refining Wind-Breaking Hammer, and felt the new control blessing as he stepped forward.

As he stepped forward, Li Yuan felt his heart feel extremely relaxed.

Every control of the weapon gave him a drastic improvement, as if he had been reborn, especially this third-level heavy hammer.

His speed and strength were further improved, and his force like wind and thunder seemed to have some effect on his body.

boom!

He fell down with one step, and the accumulated water splashed, and a powerful explosive force burst out instantly, causing heavy rain to be splashed by him.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Li Yuan ran faster and faster, with nine masters joining him. Even without a hammer in his hand, his every move was greatly blessed.

boom!

While he was running, the inner energy under his feet exploded. His feet left the ground and he was as far as forty meters away. The wind and rain pavement actually hurt a little.

Li Yuan was excited, but he also knew where his shortcomings were.

His physique is not as good as Qin Xiong, who has achieved a small amount of strength through seven-star training, and he is probably not as good as a body-tempering warrior who has worked hard for decades. His internal energy is also very thin, and he cannot help but burst out several times.

so……

Amid the heavy rain, Li Yuan had a clear understanding of himself and determined his fighting style.

Phew~

Without opening the door, Li Yuan rolled back into the small courtyard without exerting much force on his feet. He took off his bamboo hat and hung it in front of the door. He entered and changed clothes.

It's still the popular style of coarse linen clothes. The difference is that this time there is no need to cover the face with a rag. Instead, a human skin mask is taken out and worn.

The little mouse hid under the bed, screaming in terror.

What was reflected in the bronze mirror was a middle-aged man with long arms and a sallow complexion. He was carrying a wind-breaking hammer nearly two meters long on his shoulders. He was strong and dangerous.

Looking at the mirror, Li Yuan kept checking for leaks and filling in the gaps in his mind, preparing all means.

Any time he went out on a rainy night, he did not dare to be careless. He wanted to remove obstacles that threatened him, not to fight to the death with anyone.

After thinking about it, he still covered his face with a rag, took out a blood-increasing pill and drank it to increase his energy and blood.

These days, he hasn't stopped taking pills. Although his internal strength has improved a lot, there are really not many real pills he can get.

Suddenly, the little mouse screamed again.

call!

Outside the house, there was the sound of breaking wind falling to the ground.

Li Yuan's eyelids drooped.

This is the third time he has entered without warning. This mysterious swordsman has seriously affected him.

He couldn't sleep the past few days

If you dare to take off your clothes, you always have a hammer at hand.

In the wind and rain, Feng Gang was wearing a bamboo hat and his face looked very ugly.

Worshiping gods is naturally a good thing, as martial arts strength can improve by leaps and bounds, but before and after worshiping gods, there must be at least a few months of struggle, which will definitely affect the creation of Qiushui Sword.

And a few months later, when everyone else knows about Li Yuan, whether he can get the sword he shot out will have to be decided separately.

He was very reluctant in his heart and his tone was very aggressive, but there was no response except the squeaking of rats in the room!

Feng Gang's face darkened:

There was a dead silence in the house, and the mice stopped barking.

'Chijin has to find another way...

Li Yuan stood with a hammer in his hand. Under his linen clothes, his whole body was red. His inner strength was wandering between his shoulders and arms, and his heart was slightly cold.

Naturally, it was impossible for him to meet the incense master of the Evil God Sect.

Feng Gang's expression darkened. As he stepped forward, he flicked his sleeves, and the strong wind mixed with rain knocked the wooden door open:

Before the angry words were spoken, they were replaced by surprises. A black shadow floated silently and hit his chest hard at an extremely fast speed.

Feng Gang was slightly startled and sneered in his heart.

How dare a mere apprentice with no inner strength dare to attack him?

So what if the inferior hammer technique is perfect? ​​Look at how light and fluttering this hammer is...

Feng Gang rolled his sleeves, ready to teach this kid a lesson, but in the next moment, his eyes widened, and a biting chill filled his heart.

It was like thunder falling in the courtyard.

Feng Gang felt as if he had been hit by a battering ram. In an instant, he couldn't feel the existence of his arms, and his chest hurt at the same time.

Flying backwards at a faster speed than when he came in, he knocked down the earthen wall of the courtyard with a bang. He felt like his whole body was like a broken water bag, and blood spurted out wildly.

How can this be? !

Feng Gang was stunned by the splash of mud, and his arms and chest were shattered!

Strong winds arose amid the heavy rain.

Li Yuan suddenly rose up, and the heavy hammer that hit him hit him in a round direction again.

As powerful as wind and thunder, as heavy as a hundred stones!

boom!

Bones and flesh turned into mud!

With this hammer, Li Yuan didn't even notice any obstruction. The hammer hit the bluestone ground like a swing in the air, splashing large amounts of muddy water with blood.

Li Yuan glanced at the mud-like body with cold eyes.

In the room, the strike he had been preparing for a long time was actually more violent than the second strike. He lifted it with ease, and it was a full-force explosion including internal energy.

He was confident that a stone wall would collapse, and his physical body could resist a hammer blow, which even surprised him.

At least, he thought that he would never be able to withstand his own hammer, no, half a hammer...

He changed his mind and didn't delay his action.

He quickly searched the corpse and threw the long sword and the belt bag into the incense burner in the soldier's space. Li Yuan carried the corpse in one hand and the hammer in the other.

Run quickly into the wind and rain.

After crossing a few streets, Li Yuan casually threw the unknown swordsman's body into the stinky ditch, turned around, and headed towards the blacksmith's shop.

After killing this suspected strong swordsman with two hammers, he became more confident. Thinking back to the battle on the martial arts field that day, he thought to himself that even if he fought head-on,

There is a huge chance of winning.

If it's a sneak attack...

Suddenly, Li Yuan stopped and looked towards the inner city. Faintly, he seemed to hear screams, and there were more than one.

Thinking of what the unknown swordsman said, Li Yuan frowned, then slowed down and slowly walked around the forging shop.

If that incense master really takes action, Cao Yan is afraid that he will also take action...

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There were screams in the wind and rain. In the backyard of Lu Mansion, Fang Yunxiu, who had not yet fallen asleep, was keenly aware that the screams seemed to be very close to Lu Mansion?

Uh-huh!

She moved quickly, raised her sword and rushed into the rain. She had just climbed onto the roof when she felt her shoulders sink and Han Chuijun's voice floated over:

Fang Yunxiu's face turned pale and she did not dare to refute.

On the roof, Han Chuijun stood with his hands behind his back.

Except for the bamboo hat, his clothes were clean and dry, and not stained by any water. The wind and rain came roaring, but it seemed that he could not get close to him, and it had already disintegrated into clouds of rain and mist.

Under the bamboo hat, the ghost's face was glowing with red light. Han Chuijun looked out of the mansion and seemed to be able to see groups of city guards scattered like ants. Wherever they passed, there was sword light and blood:

Humanity and the way of doing things cannot be taught in the mountains. No matter how talented a martial artist is, he cannot practice martial arts behind closed doors.

He had understood this truth decades earlier.

He didn't even think he could win against these local snakes, but why bother?

Just crush and kill some native chickens and dogs.

Who hasn’t taken advantage yet?

Fang Yunxiu lowered his head, and the rain wet his clothes and hair.

She did not agree with Han Chuijun's words. If everyone in Shenbing Valley acted like him, they would have been deprived of their fiefdoms and labeled as evil heretics.

After taking a look at the Lu Mansion, which was lit by candlelight, Han Chuijun paused slightly:

Fang Yunxiu's expression suddenly changed, and her biggest worry was revealed.

boom!

She wanted to say something else, but she felt a pain in her back and flew out.

Looking back in the rain, Fang Yunxiu was frightened and worried, but she didn't dare to stop. On the eaves, someone raised his sword and charged into the rain curtain.

Hearing Han Chuijun's voice, Fang Yunxiu's heart tightened slightly, but she didn't look back. She walked across the rooftops along the street, feeling screams and killing sounds everywhere.

Under the pouring rain, she could smell the smell of blood.

She could hear the roar of the Sha Ping Ying from several streets away. This junior brother was skilled in horizontal training. A long iron stick danced like the wind, and his methods were ruthless, much like Han Chuijun's back then.

Fang Yunxiu felt a chill in her heart, but she could only fight into it with her sword. At least, she wanted to save Lu Bailing, who was her sister's only flesh and blood.

Her only relative...

…

Huhu~

The wind and rain became more intense.

Han Chuijun tapped the eaves, and people rushed out of the city like hawks.

Walking across the rain, Han Chuijun stretched out his arms and moved very fast.

His Qi and blood are strong, and his whole body is like a blazing furnace. Wind and rain cannot get close to him. If he gets closer, the rain will turn into rain and mist.

Half a city away, Han Chuijun could already smell the smell of incense that made him sick.

In Fajiu Mountain, he only hit one hammer, but it was not that he couldn't kill it, but he killed the larger fish. The other fry fled in all directions, so it would take a hundred times more effort to catch them.

He has been fishing for many years, but how can any fish get off the hook?

…

Near the inner city, in a courtyard, Lei Chaozong dropped the mutton leg and tore most of it off. Without any movement, he climbed onto the roof.

At this time, someone came in panic on the rainy night:

Figures emerged from this alley, and their expressions changed at this moment.

Through the rain curtain, Lei Chaozong heard shouts of killing, and the smell of blood was extremely strong, as if he was completely surrounded.

Lei Chaozong's heart sank, and he wanted to kill him, but seeing the fear on his subordinates and the aching chest, he could only grit his teeth:

…

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The blacksmith's shop was very quiet on a rainy night, with only a few lights on in the backyard.

Li Yuan was familiar with the road, bypassed the guards, and entered easily. He also took a look at Zhang Bi on the way, and the old man was fast asleep.

Hidden in a corner, Li Yuan did not rush to the backyard, but lay dormant, waiting.

As Gao Liu's only inner warrior, if the incense master moves, Cao Yan will definitely move...

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In the backyard and on the roof, Cao Yan held an umbrella and felt a little frightened.