The armored mud dragon sped past on the official road, its deep luster all over its body ruthlessly shattering the chill of the new year in the wilderness.

The rhythmic sound of the formation being activated came from afar, like the sound of axle wheels.

On the official road, a tall and thin man with deep features, carrying a silver halberd on his back, strode like a dragon towards the slowly stopping armored chariot, the Mud Dragon.

Da da da…

There was the sound of hurried horse hooves behind me.

Then three people jumped down from the horses, a man and a woman, all dressed as martial artists, wearing tight clothes and holding sharp blades.

"Wu Houjing, you killed my brother, today is the day you pay with blood!"

"Mr. Wu, you are considered a disciple of my Wulao Qingxinzhai, but you secretly made a Yama Post and recorded the names of all your fellow disciples and even your uncles! You have such evil ambitions and deserve death!"

"Today, the yellow sand is endless. It is the time when Wu Houjing was defeated and sank into the sand!"

There were shouts of resentment and anger from three people.

Wu Houjing turned around expressionlessly, his slightly brown eyes filled with coldness and...helplessness.

His initial goal was very clear. Based on the list of personnel, he only targeted those senior brothers and sisters who were famous and had superb martial arts skills.

But why? Why, when one is killed, his friends, companions, and wives come to seek revenge, and more and more are killed.

But somehow in the end, he was branded as a bloodthirsty person who killed people indiscriminately, fought in the wild, and hurt innocent people.

Even the list he casually wrote was nicknamed "Yan Luo Tie".

Maybe, I didn't kill enough...

Wu Houjing took down the silver scissors halberd with a flip of his hand. The halberd was slender and sharp, like a stream of silver water.

The halberd shook, making a crisp buzzing sound.

"Come on, my time is precious."

At this moment, in the eyes of the three people, Wu Houjing's figure was like a huge wave rising and rapidly pressing towards them.

The surrounding scenery was distorted and the sky was dim.

The ferocious and oppressive feeling seemed to have strangled their throats, making their faces pale, their breathing rapid, and their hearts seemed to have stopped beating.

Seeing the reactions of the three people, Wu Houjing looked regretful.

Really, boring...

He tightened the silver halberd in his hand and was about to take a step forward when his ears trembled slightly, as if he heard some noise.

He looked out at the wilderness beyond the official road, and a clear ray of fire flashed across his dark eyes.

“I am the Immortal Liquan. My master Shui Hengliu opened the mountain gate a hundred years ago to teach the method of becoming an immortal.

If you are lucky enough, you may come to the temple and climb the mountain..."

A voice as vague as a dream came, and every word contained a sense of transcendence.

An immortal cave that rose from the ground and disappeared in mid-air could be clearly seen by Wu Hou Jing even from a distance of dozens of miles, just like watching fire from inside a cave.

"The robbery zone... Catch the knife in the fire?!"

Wu Houjing's pupils suddenly contracted and his expression turned serious.

He withdrew his gaze, glanced at the three people in front of him, smiled sneerfully, retracted his silver scissors and halberd, and quickly disappeared into the pathless wilderness like a monkey.

After a full cup of tea, the suffocating and depressing atmosphere gradually disappeared.

The three men suddenly collapsed to the ground as if their spines were pulled out. Their faces were pale and their clothes were soaked with cold sweat.

"He, how can he be so strong?!"

"Could it be that he has already refined his marrow?"

"Fifteen-year-old marrow refining? My great-grandfather, at the age of thirty-six, made a desperate effort to reach this level, which was considered a rare genius...

What about Wu Houjing?"

The three of them were silent for a long time, and suddenly they felt that it was so ridiculous for them to come here for revenge.

"I'm afraid he is the only one who can be the direct disciple of Master Wen Shoufei."

The three of them supported each other and walked into the mud dragon of the armored car, their figures were desolate and decadent.

…

The mountain road is difficult to travel.

Apart from the small paths cut out by pioneers, the ground was covered with weeds and thorns.

The sky was grey and there was still some fog.

Li Qinglin rushed through the lush forest like a ferocious beast. With the flash of the knife in his hand, he chopped off the densely intertwined branches and vines along the way.

Thinking back to the words of Master Liquan, Li Qinglin felt vaguely uneasy.

He always felt that this matter would have a profound impact.

“The wilderness is too dangerous. After this service, if possible, I’d better spend some silver to avoid taxes!

It is enough to have the Jade Yuanchan living and adventuring in the wilderness."

Li Qinglin made a secret decision in his heart.

"Click, click..."

In the distance, there was also the sound of pushing through the woods and weeds, gradually approaching.

The sound was fierce and overwhelming.

Li Qinglin frowned slightly, slowed down his pace, and looked through the layers of obstacles.

Whoosh! A silver halberd chopped through the stone pillars blocking the road with unstoppable force.

Li Qinglin saw a man in a black robe and holding a silver halberd walking out.

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When Wu Houjing saw Li Qinglin's back, who seemed to be fleeing, his eyes lit up and he strode over, flashing a cold light with the silver halberd in his hand.

He looked Li Qinglin up and down with an undisguised inquiring gaze, then leaned forward a little, and asked with an overbearing aura,

"You escaped from the calamity area called Shui Heng Liu?"

Li Qinglin frowned, nodded slightly, and said, "That's right."

Wu Houjing was slightly pleased when he heard this. He nodded his chin towards Li Qinglin's back and said, "Then lead the way for me."

Li Qinglin remained silent, with a dim gaze, and stood there for a long time without moving.

Seeing this, Wu Houjing showed impatience and without saying a word, he grabbed Li Qinglin's shoulder with one hand.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and take..."

Wu Houjing's words came to an abrupt halt, and he felt a tremendous force coming from his wrist.

Then he saw Li Qinglin's hands were like iron clamps, tightly holding his hands.

"You!" Wu Houjing's eyes were ferocious.

In an instant, Li Qinglin's arm muscles bulged high, and his blood surged out like waves, and his five fingers almost caught the air, causing a sonic boom.

Accompanied by the sound of rocks and trees cracking.

Wu Houjing's figure was like a cannonball, and in the blink of an eye he was thrown more than ten feet away.

In the flying smoke and dust, Wu Hou Jing slowly stood up, holding the silver halberd.

After shaking off the dust on his body, his face looked extremely gloomy, and the veins on his neck were exposed and trembling.

"I was careless. I didn't expect that a random passerby I met on the roadside would be quite strong, much stronger than those brothers in the studio."

Wu Houjing smiled coldly, with a hint of viciousness in his eyes.

When the feet stepped on it, large areas of the ground collapsed and cracked.

In a moment, Wu Houjing came with a halberd, drawing a lightning-like arc, and whistling towards Li Qinglin.

Looking at the person who suddenly appeared out of nowhere and asked for directions.

Li Qinglin felt a little annoyed.

This man is so rude. It would be fine if he just asked for directions, but he wanted to do such a cruel thing when I refused to lead the way!

Li Qinglin showed a cold expression, put down the snake corpse on his back, and drew his sword with his right hand.

The Five-Directional Divine Sword, the best sword for mid-level killing!

Amid the flashes of swords and halberds, accompanied by a ping-pong sound, the halberd, originally as white as frost and snow, was bent down by the rough force of the tiger-carrying beheading knife, and then swung out! Rumble! The stone slabs under his feet cracked one after another, like a bull demon plowing the ground and turning over dark red soil.

Li Qinglin took several steps back and finally resolved the force.

Wu Houjing's figure just paused and swayed for a moment, then stabilized.

The bones in his body became faintly transparent, emitting a white halo, and a bloody smell of burning bones came, making him look even more violent and wanton.

"Marrow refining?"

Li Qinglin sensed the strength level of the man opposite him.

Moreover, the man's bone marrow gave Li Qinglin a special sense of agility, as if it had its own consciousness and could undergo various changes, even without the man's active control.

Realizing this, Li Qinglin's face showed understanding, his heart beat faster, and mercury blood flowed down.

"But you are weaker than Wang Song."

Then I am sure...

I'll beat you to death with one palm! (End of this chapter)