Wandao long distance

Chapter 88
Borton was in his room, stroking the golden mouse.

"Jin Qi didn't move after entering the room, did he fall asleep?" Bao Dun felt the breath and thought to himself.

Could it be that he put the weapon in the room and ran away by himself?
Not too possible.

The opponent is a warrior, and for a warrior, a weapon is the second life.

So after seeing this person, Bao Dun didn't rashly ask for the knife.

After all, for warriors, weapons are really very important, so mentioning it like this is as offensive as a dignitary giving his wife to him.

But Borden didn't want to give up the knife either.

"Such pure golden qi, with evil spirit attached to it, is really a great tonic." He stroked the mouse's fur, salivating extremely.

The method of his practice is to domesticate this golden mouse.

He had to practice martial arts first, to cultivate his own inner qi, then mix and refine the golden qi with his own inner qi, and feed it to the mouse.

The stronger this gold-seeking mouse, the stronger he is. Until the gold-seeking mouse is reborn, he can obtain an incarnation of a natural alien species, enter the seventh rank, and still maintain his human body to become a gold star. spirit beast.

The end is fantastic.

That's why he joined the Boshan School, and while practicing martial arts, he searched everywhere for enough golden energy to feed this golden mouse.

Among ordinary metals, there is too little gold gas, even if it is gold, it is not too much.

At least it has to be refined steel, or simply a high-grade magic weapon, or the treasure of heaven, material and earth of Jinxing, to be useful.

Therefore, it is impossible for him to let go of the ninth-grade long knife.

"If this young man just fell asleep like this, that would be a good thing. I will sneak over and kill him when it is midnight."

"If he doesn't sleep, let's make a quick decision. The gold-seeking rat can restrain the gold weapon. Under a sneak attack, he will definitely not be my opponent."

"If he chooses to abandon his sword and come here... that would be even better, for a warrior without a weapon, wouldn't that just be kneading casually?"

Bowton calculated the situation afterwards and felt that the situation should be stable.

Besides, the other party is also very young, so it may not be that deep in his thoughts, and it is normal for him to fall asleep directly.

This young man, who was born in the tracker gang, was lucky enough to run into a teacher when he went out, so he may not be able to think about so many things, and he is incomparable to an old Jianghu like him.

As for his martial arts cultivation base is fake?
Impossible to be fake.

The opponent's breath is long and full of blood, and the whole person's viscera have obviously been refined, and the refining technique is very delicate, without any sequelae or impurities, which is absolutely impossible for the ninth grade.

He is good at observing the golden energy, the lungs govern the metal, so he can see the lung energy, this young man's lung energy is long and sharp, it can be seen that his refining technique is simply amazing, it is absolutely impossible for him to refine it himself, it must be the master The elders came to help.

He must be the ninth rank of martial arts.

As long as it is martial arts, he is strictly restrained, because martial arts cannot use weapons.

The so-called boxing and leg training are actually all for training weapons as a prelude. Martial arts skills must use weapons.

He has seen many martial arts schools, some of which are called boxing, but in fact it is boxing without the gun, boxing is the gun, without the gun, the strength can be reduced by half.

So he is very confident.

Ninth-rank martial arts monks were eaten to death by him.

Just wait until the situation is confirmed.

Thinking of this, while he was vigilant of all the golden energy around him, he monitored the golden energy of the long knife.

But, suddenly, he felt something was wrong.

"Huh? There is movement downstairs? What's the matter?"

Downstairs of Huafang, it feels like a pile of golden energy is rushing around. Is it because the disciples are drunk and teasing each other, competing with each other?
"Is it time for a martial arts competition? Really..." He shook his head, and was about to go downstairs to scold these disciples.

Borton didn't doubt that it was the ninth-rank warrior who came over.

He is very clear about the ability of martial arts. If the opponent really comes empty-handed and fights with the disciples below, although the disciples can't fight, the movement must be very loud. It won't be like what it is now. It's just like a sparring session. sound.

This is the result he got from sensing gold.

Push open the door and walk out of the corridor, no one is there.

It's normal. Boshan School's exercises require abstinence. It doesn't mean lifelong abstinence, but you must keep your body tight during the practice, otherwise it will be a waste of time. About two-thirds of the year is spent in practice, and only You can rest in winter.

It's spring now, fearing that the disciples are young and hot, and can't hold back, they have already driven away all the people who painted the boat, and reserved the place here, leaving only the kitchen for people.

Go to the second floor, open the door and go in.

The moment he entered, he was like a hedgehog with fried hair!The golden energy burst forth, and the surrounding floors were instantly shattered, sliced ​​into pieces!

He pinched the golden mouse without hesitation, aroused all the inner energy and golden energy, turned into an invisible sharp blade, and swept all directions!

Within a radius of three feet, everything was smashed to pieces!
Because, he saw that there were dozens of corpses on the entire second floor.

no bloodshed...

No, there should be no external injuries, because these people all died of bleeding from seven orifices.

Is the spirit damaged?or something else?
What is the orthodoxy that can hurt the soul?Is it a curse?Or is it the Taoism's soul-hunting technique?
But none of that matters.

The important thing is, big trouble!
With this burst of golden energy, he can guarantee that no one within the ninth rank will be able to get close to him.

The golden energy surrounding it is like a razor constantly flying around. Although its power is not as high as when it burst out at first, it still exists all the time, and its power cannot be underestimated.

His confidence in dealing with martial arts lies not only in his ability to restrain the golden energy, but also in the fact that most people in martial arts have to fight close to him. Once within three feet of him, keeping his head bleeding and his bones broken!

But at this moment, the three-foot golden energy field did not reassure him at all.

The ground was shredded, he fell from the second floor of the painting boat to the first floor, the golden energy field scraped against the floor, making a rattling sound, the wooden boards were constantly shredded, the surrounding utensils were scratched, and the cloth was cut open , everything that comes close is invisible.

Where?Where?
That thing that can hurt the soul!Where? !
where?
who is it?That rank nine martial artist surnamed Li?He is not a warrior?impossible!
He is clearly a rank nine martial artist, there is absolutely nothing wrong with him!

He was very vigilant in his heart, and he held a gold-seeking mouse equivalent to half his own cultivation in his palm, searching for all possible enemies with all his heart.

Golden gas... yes, it's golden gas!
The person surnamed Li has extremely refined lungs. His breath must be mixed with pure lung energy. The lungs are metal, and he can barely feel them!

Yes, just look for this.

All attention is devoted to finding the lungs to breathe.

found it!
He sensed a slight breath in his lungs, so he looked over there.

Over there, a bloody human head was thrown into the air, with protruding eyes, half of which were bulging out.

At the same time, behind him, a long whip pierced through the air.

(End of this chapter)