Spring nights in Lin'an Prefecture are not the most pleasant. Compared with summer nights, the evening wind in spring is a bit chillier, and the body's bones are thinner, so it is easier to catch wind and cold.

Qingbo Street, as the sunset fades into darkness, the whole street becomes quiet.

Although there is no curfew in Zhao, the night markets are quite prosperous, with bright lights and colorful decorations, but these are limited to the Royal Street and the main long street, where vendors are willing to endure the cold night wind to set up their stalls.

After all, Qingbo Street is a bit off the beaten track. If you set up a night stall here, you can only endure the cold wind all night and not make much money.

Therefore, as soon as night falls, the whole street becomes quiet.

The carriage was parked, the horse neighed slightly and breathed out hot air. The coachman was sitting on the shaft of the carriage. He was tall and wearing a bamboo hat.

The old bamboo hat was cut in half by Mrs. Hua's spring rain, so he had to get a new one.

He sat on the shaft of the car, the energy and blood in his body was like a rolling oven, hidden and silent. He released his not-so-proficient mind and explored the killing field that was about to erupt in the alleys of the Ancestral Temple.

He needed to see the young man being killed "with his own eyes". Only in this way could he make no mistakes when reporting to his husband.

However, he believed that this time, it should be a sure thing.

The young man had just completed his spiritual enlightenment a few days ago. He had just opened his energy and blood, and was ready to enter samadhi. Such a new practitioner would naturally have no power to suppress a ruthless character like Hu Jingang whose hands were stained with blood.

Hu Jingang's Qi and blood have been fully developed. He is not far away from using Qi and blood as a furnace to forge spiritual bones within his body. There should be no surprise when facing a young man who is worthy of cultivation.

The driver raised his head and looked at the dark Taimiao Lane. He couldn't help but think of that day, under the pattering spring rain, when the young man faced the pressure of his husband, but he still stood tall and straight, like a lonely green pine, or like a plum blossom standing proudly in the frost.

The young man's resilience is admirable.

It is very common for new practitioners to bow their eyebrows and bow their waists when faced with Mr. Luo's pressure.

It is rare to have a tiger in your chest and pride in your heart who can withstand pressure.

But no matter how tough you are, if you are not strong enough, you will still die.

Suddenly, the driver's eyes narrowed slightly under his bamboo hat, and a gust of wind blew out from the alley, bringing with it some burning energy and blood.

"here we go."

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Within the courtyard.

Anle has already finished practicing the "Five Birds Body Strengthening Technique" and is currently visualizing the "Sword Waterfall Picture". Fifteen rays of time energy have been blessed on the Five Birds, and there are four strands left. Anle chooses to bless the "Sword Waterfall Picture"

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The blessing of the energy of the years made Anle's visualization of the "Sword Waterfall Picture" more and more profound. Originally, he could only visualize the first page of the Sword Waterfall Picture. As the Lian Shen stepped into the fetal breath, he could visualize the second page.

The second page of the sword waterfall picture depicts two intertwined swords. The swords in the picture look unremarkable at first, but when you think about it with your mind, you can see the infinite sharpness spitting out!

After all, he has just stepped into the fetal breath and needs to consolidate a lot. If he visualizes it easily, he will be easily hurt by the sword intention in the sword waterfall picture.

But after blessing the time energy, I no longer have this worry, and I can visualize the second page without any pressure.

The silver moon is like a disk, and the stars are shining brightly.

It was draped over the young man in white clothes in the yard, making that young man's handsome face look even more dusty.

Suddenly, An Le, who was imagining the sword waterfall picture and whose heart was boiling with fetal breath, opened his eyes and calmly looked outside the courtyard door.

It's like there's some monster hiding in the darkness that chooses people to eat.

The sound of straw sandals rubbing against the bluestones of the alley slowly approached.

A stream of scorching Qi and blood gradually burst out under the perception of Anle's mind.

The moonlight shone down, revealing a figure. It was a man wearing a bamboo hat. He was thin and not strong. He was carrying a thick-backed sword, which looked quite strange.

Anle glanced at the person who came and didn't panic. He still sat upright in the small chair and poured himself a glass of old yellow rice wine that was chilled by the spring evening breeze.

After a glass of rice wine, the aroma of wine fills your lips.

"Unexpectedly, the cold spring is the most murderous. Your Excellency was not at home to warm the wine, but you entered my house with a big knife. You must have come to kill me."

Anle said calmly, picked up a piece of pork head and chewed it slowly.

The figure carrying the knife took off his bamboo hat and threw it casually on the ground. He raised his face that did not look vicious and looked at the young man eating wine and meat under the moonlight in a joking manner.

"Do you recognize me?"

Hu Jingang said with a smile.

Anle took another sip of old rice wine and glanced at Hu Jintao, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.

As someone who had drawn Hu Jintao's true appearance, how could he not recognize him? He was surprised because this Hu Jintao actually came to kill him.

Because he made a wanted picture?

"The picture you made for Heiya really made me suffer. I was almost caught. I hate you so much that I came to kill you."

"Can you admit it?"

Hu Jingang put down the knife he was carrying, and the qi and blood in his body began to surge and grow. The aura of full qi and blood made the cold spring feel warm.

An Le sipped old rice wine: "You came to kill me because of my painting?"

"I'm afraid someone specially ordered you to come here and wanted to use the knife in your hand to kill me. Otherwise, how could you, a rat with your head and a scurrying rat being chased by the black government, find my new residence so accurately and come to kill me in an honest way?

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Hu Jingang narrowed his eyes and was struck by the fact, but he didn't react much. In his opinion, Anle was already a dead person.

He has just opened his Qi and blood, and has just entered samadhi. Although he can be considered a practitioner, there is no threat to him.

The tip of Hu Jingang's knife arrived and pierced the ground for three points: "Young man, since you know this, why don't you run away?"

Anle put down the wine cup and held a chopstick between two fingers.

Calmly looked at Hu Jingang and said, "This is my home, why should I run away?"

"It's so brave, but it's a pity. I prefer you to show fear and despair before you die. Killing like this will give you a greater sense of accomplishment." Hu Jingang laughed. The next moment, his eyes widened with anger, and his blood rushed like waves!

The broadsword that stabbed the ground in the courtyard was pulled forward boldly.

The broken stones that were cracked by the thick-backed sword shot out like sharp arrows. Hu Jingang followed closely behind him with his energy and blood, slashing towards Anle. The powerful and heavy thick-backed sword stirred up the strong wind and sobbed like a ghost!

An Le sat on the chair, his expression gradually becoming serious. This was the first training battle he had encountered so far.

Previously at Jingjiekou, I faced two thugs who were just ordinary people. Naturally, that doesn't count. They were not practitioners and could not give Anle any oppression.

However, there is no fear or timidity in Anle, only excitement and agitation.

The tiger in my chest seemed to be about to leap out.

The only threat was that Hu Jingang was holding a weapon. Since he had never wielded a weapon, he was at a disadvantage in a duel.

But Anle surpassed Hu Jingang in the realm of refining gods. In fact, this was enough.

Facing the thick-backed sword that Hu Jingang struck at, Anle held the chopsticks between his two fingers and pushed it gently with a sword-pointing gesture.

The chopsticks bounced off the table at an extremely fast speed, stained with the oil stains of the pig's head meat, turning into a dark trail of light, tearing through the darkness of the cold spring night, and piercing Hu Jingang's neck.

The mind in the state of fetal breath, wrapped around the chopsticks, is like the light of a sword galloping.

Hu Jingang's hair stood on end. He immediately put the knife away and held it in front of his throat. The chopsticks stabbed at him like flying swords. The overflowing fetal breath made Hu Jingang's heart tremble!

"Second stage of refining the gods... fetal breath?!"

"No, in the first two realms of God Refining, when you enter concentration, the Fetal Breath Killing is weak. After transcending the secular world, the power of your mind is released, and the God Refining becomes terrifying. This young man cannot survive the Fetal Breath, why is he putting so much pressure on me?!"

Hu Jingang broke out in cold sweat instantly. If he hadn't blocked it just now, the chopsticks would have pierced his throat.

I feel a little angry, that noble man... what the hell kind of information!

Is this called just entering concentration?

However, after all, Hu Jingang is ferocious and has experienced hundreds of battles. After all, he has perfect Qi and blood. If he is close to a practitioner of the Divine Breath Refining Breath, he still has a chance!

Just think of this.

Hu Jingang did not hesitate and threw out the thick-backed sword in his hand like a hidden weapon. His figure also jumped out from behind the sword and approached Anle.

Anle looked at Hu Jingang, who was swinging his sword and flying toward him, with a flash of fighting intent in his eyes.

"Come!"

The body instantly stood up from the chair and turned sideways to avoid the sword.

Then, like a fierce tiger, he came out of the mountain and flew out, which is the tiger pose of five-animal exercise!

He is more powerful than a tug of war, and his fierceness is unlike any other beast!

With peace and happiness all over the body, Qi and blood burst out like a mountain torrent!

Hu Jingang, who had just swooped over, felt that the boy had instantly turned into a colorful tiger, and his energy and blood were surging and not weaker than his. His heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley.

The next moment, a terrifying force hit Hu Jingang, and he only felt pain.

The whole person, with blood and confusion in the spring night, drew an elegant parabola reflecting the stars in the sky above the small courtyard.

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