On that day, the news that Zhao Wuyou broke through the third floor of the Chilong Tower was like a storm, sweeping across Tiannan County in a blink of an eye. The vibration effect was even stronger than that of Zhao Wuyou digging his father's tomb and robbing his father's bones three years ago, and being imprisoned on the third floor of the black prison.

Countless people were amazed by it.

No one had ever thought that this genius who had been forgotten and had even been destroyed in spiritual veins had only been out of the black prison for more than ten days before he made a big splash again!

And that night, the news also reached the Chiyan Marquis' Mansion.

Chi Yanhou Mansion, in a study room.

"Zhao Wuyou, have you passed through the third floor of the Chilong Building?" Bai Xinlei, the current owner of the Chiyan Marquis' Mansion, put down the books in his hand and looked lightly.

"Father, this Chilong Tower boy has also gone to the scene."

Bai Feiyun, a handsome young man in white, stood in front of him, said: "Although the child had passed through the second floor at that time, it was already extremely difficult. As for the third floor, it was far from it, but Zhao Wuyou actually broke through. This shows that in the more than ten days after he came out of the black prison, he not only had a way to repair the spiritual veins, but also had a lot of strength. If he allowed him to continue, he might pose a certain threat to us."

"You're right." Bai Xinlei nodded slightly, "Three years ago, your sister and I planned to ask him to carry the crime of grave digging and bone robbery. With his mother's affairs, he must hate us to the core, but he is Zhao Baichen's son after all, and I couldn't directly sentence him to death at the beginning. I thought he would be imprisoned in the third floor of the black prison and let him die in prison, but he didn't expect that he would survive?"

"Feiyun, have you already asked someone to attack in prison before? Why did you let him come out alive?" Bai Xinlei asked.

"I don't know what's going on. I've ordered Duan Yunfeng, the young lord of Tianyu City, before. But I got the news some time ago that Duan Yunfeng was killed by someone, and I still don't know who the murderer is. Now it seems that Duan Yunfeng is likely to be killed by Zhao Wuyou." Bai Feiyun said.

"Hmph, this kid's life is really tough, for nothing, Feiyun, you don't have to worry about this matter, I will let someone deal with it." Bai Xinlei said.

"Father, you want someone to secretly give Zhao Wuyou..." Bai Feiyun made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"After all, it is Zhao Baichen's son. Although Zhao's family has been suppressed so much that they can't raise their heads, among the other two clans, there are still many who support Zhao Baichen at the time. There is no legitimate reason, and I can't kill him openly. However, the world is dangerous. It is normal for a little guy with a sharp edge to offend someone. It is normal to be killed." Bai Xinlei's eyes were cold.

Bai Feiyun smiled knowingly when he heard this.

...

Late at night, in a courtyard near Chilong Tower, Zhao Wuyou sat cross-legged on the ground, with a huge spiritual power rolling on his body.

Suddenly, Zhao Wuyou's body shook and then a smile appeared on his face.

"Thirteenth level of Qi gathering!"

Zhao Wuyou opened his eyes and felt the qualitative change in the spiritual power on his body.

He was already in the process of restoring his cultivation level. He had no external assistance before, and his cultivation level was slow. However, since he broke through the third floor of the Red Dragon Tower two days ago, he has obtained a lot of elixir treasures to restore his cultivation from his supervisor Tianyi. These days, he has been forging his spiritual vein level. From seizing the vein to now for more than ten days, his spiritual vein has been upgraded from the original fifth grade to the third grade level.

With the third-grade spiritual vein and the assistance of elixirs and treasures to restore his cultivation, his cultivation has now recovered to the level of the thirteenth level of Qi Gathering.

The thirteenth level of gathering Qi is also called the perfection of gathering Qi. Taking one step forward is the innate realm.

"If I go to the Red Dragon Tower now, I'll probably feel much easier." Zhao Wuyou smiled faintly, but his eyes suddenly froze.

A ghostly figure had already crossed the courtyard wall through the night and was approaching him quietly.

This figure did not make any sound on the way, and there was not even a sound of breathing. It was impossible for a normal person to discover his existence.

However, Zhao Wuyou is different from ordinary cultivators. Not only has his cultivation recovered to the thirteenth level of Qi gathering, but the most important thing is that he also condensed a trace of the power of the soul. Although this trace of the soul power is still extremely immature, the existence of the soul sensing is that unless it is a strong man above the level of the God Transformation level, no one can quietly approach Zhao Wuyou within thirty steps.

So, the moment this figure entered the courtyard wall, Zhao Wuyou had already noticed it.

"A killer?" Zhao Wuyou's heart was as calm as water.

call out!

A black light, silently stabbed Zhao Wuyou's head at a terrifying speed.

The next moment, a black light passed through Zhao Wuyou's head, but did not encounter any entity.

"What?"

A black robe figure condensed in Zhao Wuyou's seat just sitting cross-legged, and under the black robe, there was a sound of surprise.

"Innate level killer? Humph, I really look down on me." Zhao Wuyou appeared behind the black-robed killer, with a cold expression.

The black-robed killer turned around, cold, as if he was looking at the dead eyes, staring at Zhao Wuyou, "I have assassinated and killed several early-stage innate stages. Even the middle-stage innate stages have been severely injured by me, but among the Qi-gathering cultivators, you are the first to escape my winning attack just now."

"As I said this, I'm quite lucky?" Zhao Wuyou smiled indifferently.

"Don't feel lucky, because the results are the same, you are still going to die." The murderous intent of the black-robed killer condensed in his eyes, and his figure suddenly shook out, leaving behind ghostly hazy figures in the void.

"So fast!"

Zhao Wuyou was amazed and did not dare to be a little arrogant. The long sword in his hand was instantly unsheathed, and a feminine and cruel sword intent swept across, as if a trace of blood rain fell from the surrounding area.

If this black-robed killer has a fast body shape, then Zhao Wuyou is a fast sword.

It was so fast that Zhao Wuyou could directly cut through the hazy figures.

The most profound blood rain sword technique in the Chiyan Marquis's Mansion was fully revealed in Zhao Wuyou's hands at this moment.

He was obviously only at the thirteenth level of Qi gathering, and he fought head-on with the black-robed killer who had already entered the early stage of the innate level, but after just a few confrontations, the black-robed killer was already scared.

"How is it possible? How could his sword be so fast?"

The black-robed killer had horror in his eyes, but he was extremely calm inside. "Information says that he only had the 12th level of Qi gathering, but he had passed the third level of the Red Dragon Tower. So even if he fought head-on with the early stage of the innate, he still had the power to fight. But now, he has clearly entered the 13th level of Qi gathering, and his combat power is so strong that he is far above the average innate early stage. When he fights head-on, he is no match for him at all."

He is a real killer, good at sneak attacks and assassinations, but his ability to fight head-on is not strong. Zhao Wuyou's swordsmanship fully demonstrated the terrible degree of his fierce battle head-on. How could he dare to continue fighting?

"withdraw!"

The black-robed killer took advantage of the battle and stepped back quickly with his toes.

"How can it be so easy to leave?" Zhao Wuyou's eyes were cold and the long sword in his hand instantly flew out.

This sword is very light!

It was light and fluttering, as if it had no strength at all.

This sword is also very dark!

In this dark night, it is inconspicuous at all.

But it was this sword that instantly crossed dozens of steps at an incredible speed, which made the black-robed killer skim through his waist without any reaction.

It was as if rain dripped from the eaves on the ground, very light and made no sound.

The first style of the Divine Light Sword Technique, the first style of the Mist Light Chapter, the Drop Rain Style.
Chapter completed!