Heiyu looked at Xiao Yun curiously. He felt that Xiao Yun was a little different at this moment.

Xiao Yun stood there, but he felt like he wanted to ride the wind and return. It seemed that every move he had a special meaning. This meaning seemed to be a rule, a certain rule that conforms to nature. Even the smile on the corner of Xiao Yun's mouth gave people a mysterious feeling.

Only experts at the same level or above can experience this feeling. Those with low cultivation will not notice it at all.

Looking at Heiyu's inquiring eyes, Xiao Yun laughed and said, "No, I've already broken through!"

With this spiritual fruit of heaven and earth, he finally entered the Mahayana stage of the innate high realm as he wished. With Zhu Guo's spiritual power, he broke through to the peak of the seventh level of the innate level in one fell swoop. At the same time, his mental power also made another breakthrough, reaching the peak of the late stage of the second level. He was only a little opportunity to break through to the third level of "The Practice of the Gods"!

Feeling the power of his body, Xiao Yun felt that he was unprecedentedly powerful. All the silver-purple true energy in his dantian was converted into lilac internal force. The purity of this lilac internal force was twice that of the silver-purple internal force. Moreover, he felt that the lilac internal force was slowly changing to purple. In other words, as he practiced, this internal force would become more pure!

At this moment, he deeply understood that he had taken another big step forward on the road to heaven!

The black feather roared happily, flapped his wings, and turned around Xiao Yun twice.

Xiao Yun could clearly feel the surging power in Hei Yu's body at this moment. This power was close to the power of the innate ninth-level warrior. As long as he moved his mind, he could clearly observe the situation in Hei Yu's body. This would be impossible before he broke through.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart. The difference between the innate high realm and the innate middle realm is too great. Warriors in the innate high realm not only have the purity of internal energy in their bodies that is several times that of ordinary innate masters, but in the end, they know how to use their spiritual power. It is a natural perception that arises with breakthroughs. Although ordinary warriors in the innate high realm are not as amazing as Xiao Yun, it is enough to use them to detect the enemy's movements.

Any warrior who advances to the innate high realm can clearly observe the pulsations and blood flow in the enemy's body with his mental power. This means that any emotional fluctuations of the enemy are in their control. This is a kind of "premonition of the unknown". It can be imagined that when a master below the innate middle realm faces a warrior of the innate high realm, he has already figured out his plan before he takes action, and then the other party gives him a thunder strike. It is really terrible.

Although Xiao Yun can use huge mental power when he does not make a breakthrough, he can only observe the enemy's general speed movements, but still cannot detect the enemy's emotional fluctuations. It is far worse than the use of mental power by innate high-level warriors.

However, he was not worried that his mental power advantage would be deprived. Just as others could not integrate their mental power into their moves. To integrate their mental power into their moves, it not only requires a skillful fit, but the most important thing is to have a lot of mental power. What is the purpose of integrating mental power into the moves? That is to squander. If your spiritual cultivation is not enough, you can squander a bird? Others do not have as much mental power as Xiao Yun, so naturally there is no way to use their mental power.

Only when they practice to the state of innate high realm can they generate some insights on how to use their mental power. However, this use of mental power is limited. In the final analysis, their spiritual cultivation is too weak. For example, the newly advanced seventh-level warriors can only use their weak mental power to explore the range of ten feet in a radius. They cannot be used for attacks. Innate eighth-level warriors only expand the range of mental power to thirty feet, use some weak attacks. When they reach the ninth-level innate and expand the range of exploration to hundreds of feet, they can slowly refine their mental power and make the attack more concrete. They can attack the enemy. However, their mental power is limited and they still dare not use their mental power at will.

In other words, if a master of the innate high realm chooses to collide with Xiao Yun’s mental power, it can only be said that the person is purely seeking death.

Now, Xiao Yun could clearly feel that when he broke through, his mental power exploration range had reached a rare five hundred feet! At that moment, he repeatedly practiced the moves of the Three Spreads of the Three Spreads of the Three Spreads of the Three Spreads in "The Five Realms of Tianyan", and finally, before the strange power in Zhuguo disappeared, he superimposed all the three Spreads of the Three Spreads of the Three Spreads.

Although he hadn't tried the full power of this move, he vaguely felt that this pure mental attack method was not worse than his own sword trick. Moreover, this invisible attack was even more strange. It was just that using this trick had a great demand for mental power. With his current mental strength, it would be almost the end if he could use it with all his strength. What's more, other high-level warriors. No wonder Qin Tianyan generously put this level of method into Feng Pu's arms. This method was simply useless to those martial artists in the martial arts world!

Fortunately, he is an uncrowned body that is rare in a thousand years, and has a top-level spiritual cultivation method. I believe that one day, he will use this strange attack as a meal.

All the thoughts flashed through his mind. He had already walked to Heiyu. Looking at Heiyu in front of him, his eyes were filled with a strong look of gratitude. He knew that everything he had at this moment was brought to him by this old friend.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the rising sun. It seemed like the same time as when he had just taken Zhuguo. But he remembered that several days had passed when he broke through.

"Xiao Hei. I'll take you to meet your two sisters-in-laws."

Now is the moment when Zunxin Sect and Ganluo Mountain City attack the Angry Jiao Gang, and Xiao Yun is also worried that it will affect the Danqing Sect. Although Fengyu and others are guarding it, there will be basically no problem with the safety of the girls and others. However, it is better for Fengyu and others to not come forward. Now, it is not advisable to expose their whereabouts.

Hei Yu rolled his eyes. He was obviously dissatisfied with Xiao Yun's wings. His huge body flew out like lightning. Xiao Yun laughed and his whole body gradually faded until he disappeared. When he appeared again, he had already reached Hei Yu's back.

Xiao Yun felt that Heiyu's speed was much faster than three years ago. In just a quarter of an hour, they had already flew out of Fuzhou City and flew towards Changsha.

At a height of 1,000 meters, Heiyu's huge body slashed past like lightning. The white clouds floating in the middle were ruthlessly divided into two halves. Xiao Yun closed his eyes and quietly enjoyed the feeling of flying. Although this was not based on his own ability to fly, he believed that when he could solve the mystery of the heavenly path, he would fly like Heiyu.

What he has to do now is to practice hard. There will always be a day when all the mystery of the way of heaven will be analyzed in front of him.

While he was enjoying the pleasure of flying, a chaotic sound of weapons below came up to the collision. He was used to killing the world in the martial arts world, and he didn't care. Just as he was about to continue flying, he suddenly felt a few familiar auras in the crowd below.

He frowned slightly. He said something to Heiyu, and they descended down.

In a low ridge with rolling mountains, a group of luxuriously dressed young men were mingling with a group of strangely dressed warriors. In the crowd, a woman covered in a gauze scarf was protected by several young people. Next to the melee crowd, an ugly man with a thin appearance and pointed chin led several warriors to stand on the periphery.

The masked woman and her group were Zhuang Qingshuang and others. They came to the nearby mountainous areas for a trip today, but they didn't expect to meet a group of Japanese Japanese warriors. The thin man called himself Quan Dalang, the leader of this group of Japanese warriors. Suddenly, he found a beauty like Zhuang Qingshuang in the mountainous areas, and his lust arises. The result is imagined. The two sides fought hard when they disagree.

These young men usually have a respectful and good fortune, but they have really fought with others. In just a few rounds, they were beaten up by a group of Japanese samurai, and even their lives were in danger.

"Hahaha. Yoxi. You guys, catch that woman first!" Quan Dalang ordered the people behind him. Although he was wearing a Central Plains costume, he looked weird no matter how he looked. Several tall warriors behind him immediately stood up and rushed towards Zhuang Qingshuang.

"You dare!" Jian Zhengming suddenly got angry and punched back several besieged warriors and attacked several tall and strong warriors. As soon as he fought, he realized that several tall warriors were actually masters of the innate first realm. Although they were not as high as his cultivation level, they were temporarily held back by them.

Quan Dalang smiled and walked towards Zhuang Qingshuang himself. This time he brought several warriors in the first realm of the innate realm, and even the warriors below were second-rate warriors, which was more than enough to deal with these young men. Besides, he was also a strong man of the fourth level of innate realm. In addition, he was also a strong man of the fourth level of innate realm. Except for having some concerns about Jian Zhengming, the others did not take them into his eyes at all. Now Zhuang Qingshuang's last protective talisman has been lost. He still wants to play whatever he wants?

Zhu Gaochi drew out his long sword, blocked Zhuang Qingshuang, pointed at Quan Dalang tremblingly and said, "Don't come over! I am the little prince of the Ming Dynasty! You are the one who is right! Not yet!"

Before he could finish his words, he was knocked out by Quan Dalang like lightning.

Zhuang Qingshuang's face was pale. Looking at the young master who surrounded her all day, how embarrassed it would be now. Even Jian Zhengming was restrained by the other party. Looking at the ugly man who was pushing her, she couldn't help but tremble all over. She had just crossed the threshold of a first-class warrior and could not be the other party's opponent.

She could imagine what would happen if she was caught by the other party? Looking at Quan Dalang with a lewd smile on his face, she couldn't help but feel sad. Since she grew up, she has always been the pearl in the family. Have you ever been worried about her safety? Therefore, she is not very diligent when practicing martial arts.

But now, she realized how important a person's force is. Quan Dalang laughed and was about to grab Zhuang Qingshuang in his arms with thunder. A sudden sound of a carol came from the sky.

When everyone heard this sudden sound, they couldn't help but look into the air in surprise. Then they were surprised to find that a "beggar" was slowly falling from the sky.

How come there is a beggar in this sky?

Xiao Yun was down-to-earth. Seeing everyone's strange eyes looking back and forth on him, he couldn't help but smile and said, "The wild people outside the mountain do not understand etiquette, which is really a joke."

He fought with Hei Yu on the mountain, and his clothes were already broken. In addition, he was shocked by the true energy when he broke through, and had not washed it for several days, his hair was already messy, and his face was even more gray and black. This outfit looked like a typical beggar among beggars.

"Bag! You savage, you wasted your time and was simply seeking death! Go and kill him!" Although Quan Dalang was shocked that Xiao Yun would "float" in the sky. However, no matter how he looked, he could not see anything extraordinary about Xiao Yun besides dressing up. He frowned and suddenly remembered that some Taoist techniques in the Central Plains were very lying, so he thought that he attributed Xiao Yun's "shocking" appearance to fake Taoist techniques. After all, he had never heard of anyone flying.

As soon as he finished speaking, a tall and powerful warrior said excitedly and wanted Xiao Yun to hit him. While everyone was watching the battle, the group of young men gathered next to Zhuang Qingshuang with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

These Japanese people didn't know Xiao Yun's identity. They guessed it. Just looking at the eagle hovering over the sky, they knew that the "beggar" in front of them was the young man who had been ridiculed by them. They never expected that they would be saved by this person this time. This was simply the biggest irony.

They no longer worry about their personal safety at this moment. Although they don’t know how this "beggar" martial arts are, they know that just the big eagle above their heads is enough to destroy this group of little Japanese dozens of times.

Listening to the whistling sound, Xiao Yun smiled slightly and ignored it, and continued to walk straight towards Quan Dalang. A hint of surprise flashed in the tall warrior's eyes. His fist hit Xiao Yun faster. But the next moment, the joy on his face froze on his face. He screamed, covered his fist and flew out. After landing, there was no sound.

The joy on the faces of a group of Japanese warriors also froze on their faces. Zhuang Qingshuang and others also looked at Xiao Yun in horror. This is a warrior in the first realm of the innate realm! As soon as they meet, they were killed by the "beggar" in front of them!

Quan Dalang was shocked and was about to retreat, but suddenly he found Xiao Yun flashing in front of him. He felt ruthless and waved the scimitar in his hand and slashed towards Xiao Yun hard.

Xiao Yun waved his arm, and the scimitar "ding" sounded like a scimitar. The fist kept falling and continued to fall towards Quan Dalang. Quan Dalang didn't expect that his attack would be broken as soon as he met. Now the gap was exposed, and he could only watch the other person's fist land on him. A feeling of death filled his whole body. Did he, a warrior in the middle realm, die like this?

Xiao Yun's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he was about to kill. He suddenly caught a glimpse of Quan Dalang's outfit, and his heart moved, and instead grabbed Quan Dalang's neck and said, "Did you find someone named Du Yuan and ask about Xiao Yun's whereabouts two years ago?"

Quan Dalang was blocked by Xiao Yun's neck and did not dare to move at all. Hearing Xiao Yun's question, he hurriedly said: "Yes, yes. We have found that Xiao Yun. Please let me go, I."

"Don't talk nonsense! Say. Why do you want to find Xiao Yun?"

"Because he killed my brother"

Xiao Yun was stunned. After Quan Dalang's explanation, he realized that the short warrior who was killed with Du Yuan on the sea was Quan Dalang's younger brother.

"Are you the only ones?" Xiao Yun glanced at the Japanese samurai who surrounded them.

"No, no. And my father." Izumi Darong's eyes lit up, as if he had seized a trace of vitality, and said with all his might: "My father is Izumi Izumi Izumi's number one samurai in the Yinruo Sect of the Great Japanese Shogunate. If you kill me, my father will not let you go!"

Xiao Yun was slightly surprised. He still had some impression of Hiroshi Izumi. It seemed that after coming to the Central Plains, he was killed by Lang Fanyun when he wanted to be unfavorable to the famous reporter Lian Xiuxiu in the world. But he didn't expect that he would actually kill his son.

"Oh? Has your father come to Central Plains too? Where are you now?"

"My father was invited by the Phantom Sword Sect to discuss major issues! When he comes back, he will come to find me!"

Xiao Yun frowned slightly. He got involved with the Phantom Sword Sect, so there must be nothing good. "Say. What are they discussing?"

Quan Dalang stammered for a moment, his eyes couldn't help but dodge. Xiao Yun snorted coldly and grabbed his fingers suddenly, "Don't challenge my patience anymore! Tell me everything clearly. If there is a lie, you should know the consequences!"

"Yes, yes! I heard that Sect Master Diao and his father were invited by the Chisect Master of the respected Xinmen at the same time, and it seemed to be dealing with that sect."

"It's the Danqing School." Xiao Yun's voice suddenly calmed down.

"Yes, yes. It's the Danqing Sect! I heard that Xiao Yun lives in it."

"Then when will they deal with the Danqing Sect?" Xiao Yun's tone became surprisingly "gentle".

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