"See? This is Wulin." The man said in a deep voice.

"Martial men are like a forest, there are superiors and inferiors, and when there are superiors and inferiors, they are divided into life and death."

"Master... I want to go home and farm..." The young man couldn't help but wince.

The man slapped the boy on the forehead.

"What are you going to do when you go back? After practicing martial arts, you can still be a human being.

Let's go, continue collecting herbs, don't go in that direction."

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The woods on both sides retreated rapidly.

Wei Heshen Technique unfolded, and Jin Yue's Five Elements Kung Fu had amazing endurance. He easily flew hundreds of miles and returned to the vicinity of Wanqing Gate.

Snap.

He put one foot on a tree trunk and was about to fly forward dozens of meters again.

Swish.

A slashing sword suddenly stopped in front of him.

The light copper-colored horse-cutting sword is three meters long, and the handle is held in the hand of a giant man.

The giant man was about the same height as Wei He, a little over two and a half meters long, but his body width was also two meters wide.

"Are you...!??" Wei He was startled, stopped quickly, fell to the ground, and looked at the other person carefully.

This man has messy hair shawl, eyes like copper bells, dark yellow skin, three gold rings pierced in one ear, and all the exposed skin on his body is the outline of strong muscles.

"Zhou Xingtong!?" Wei He suddenly recognized the other person. It turned out to be the bronze man of the Zhou family who had disappeared for a long time!

"This is the place where my Zhou family is guarding." Zhou Xingtong raised his head slightly and said in a deep voice.

A long time ago, when his master was still there, he still had a wild look on his face.

Now, in just a few years, he has completely lost his previous mania.

"I don't care whether you are from the Zhou family or the You family." Wei He inhaled slightly. "Are you here to stop me?!"

He stared into the other person's eyes with stern eyes, waiting for a response.

He thought that he might meet many masters when he came back, but he didn't expect that even Zhou Xingtong would take action again.

"I promised Master Zhu." Zhou Xingtong held a sword in his hand, "If you want to pass, you must pass the long sword in my hand first..."

"Do you understand what you are doing now?" Wei He's voice was like ice and snow, with a biting chill.

"..." Zhou Xingtong was silent.

Now Wanqingmen is being surrounded and suppressed, and he is blocking it here to prevent Wei He from returning to save people. This is an unending feud.

If Wei He is killed, forget it. If he doesn't die...then the Zhou family...

"This matter has nothing to do with your Zhou family." Wei He said, "You can't catch up with me!"

He jumped up, his whole body shook with strength, and at a speed that was several times faster than before, he turned into a shadow, crossed the sword and rushed forward.

Zhou Xingtong grasped the handle of the knife tightly and was about to take action.

But for some reason, he inexplicably remembered the scene when he snatched the teacher's body on the battlefield.

He at that time was so similar to the Wei He in front of him.

"Let him go..." From the darkness, a middle-aged scribe slowly walked out, "It's up to him to decide whether he lives or dies. Mr. Zhu should also know that we can't keep him with our physical skills alone.

This person."

Zhou Xingtong turned around and did not reply, but his sight could no longer see Wei He's leaving figure.

In fact, his music skills have a chance to stop Wei He.
Chapter completed!