early morning.

The morning dew has not yet dispersed.

On the official road, fast horses galloped back and forth, mostly Mongolians.

Along the way, we passed by ruins and ruins left over from the disaster of war, traces trampled by iron hooves, displaced people, most of them slaves and captives, mourners everywhere, and devastation everywhere.

Nowadays, much of the northern part of the Central Plains has fallen, and the Mongolian army has arrived in Xiangfan, hoping to invade the Central Plains.

It is only said that Su Qing traveled south from outside the customs and saw the devastated land. He couldn't help but feel complicated. He rarely smiled along the way.

Nowadays, the weather is in the dog days of summer. Not to mention war and chaos, many people have been displaced and have been able to escape the disasters of war, but they cannot escape natural disasters, such as severe drought and famine, and many people have starved to death.

Hurry and hurry along the way.

Su Qing freshened up and changed his clothes without stopping. It has been more than half a year since he left the Central Plains and was chased and persecuted by Xiao Qianjue.

However, his reputation has been greatly improved by this pursuit, and there are many rumors in the world. At first, some people were worried that he would be captured alive, but as time went by, he became a talking point among people in the world. After all, being able to defeat the Mongolian cavalry

Under the pincer attack, and with peerless masters pressing down on him step by step, he was able to escape with such ease that it was simply unbelievable. Over and over again, he became the legendary figure in other people's mouths.

Near noon, he arrived at a market town.

The scorching sun is spinning high in the sky.

Under the scorching heat, everyone walking on the street was sweating profusely, so much so that they no longer had the energy to speak or lift their spirits.

Su Qing had also walked a long way, and when he saw a market in front of him, he couldn't help but put his foot down and rushed in, picking up a restaurant.

"Here comes the good wine and delicious food!"

After just saying hello, he threw out an ingot of gold. The waiter, who had been lying on the table in a drowsy state, immediately lost all sleep. With a smile on his face, he nodded and hunched over, and trotted towards the kitchen.

After the explanation was finished, he ran out again and brought tea and snacks.

Su Qing chose a seat near the window. Looking down, he could just see the pedestrians passing by on the street. He was drinking tea and eating snacks slowly, while thinking about something in his mind.

The Mongolian army arrived at Xiangfan. If I remember correctly, I am afraid that within a few years, the city of Xiangyang will be destroyed and the Han people's empire will be gone.

He frowned and thought hard, already thinking about whether or not to help, but how to help. His skills were far inferior to those before. To fight one person against one country was simply a way to die...

Thinking about something in her mind, Su Qing was sitting in a trance, as if she was in a trance.

"Your Majesty, the food and wine have been served!"

When he heard the voice of the waiter, he suddenly came back to his senses, and just buried his head in devouring for a while. The waiter was dumbfounded, and all the food and drinks on the table went into Su Qing's stomach.

Now that his body is becoming more and more powerful, his energy requirements are extremely large, and his diet day and night is far beyond what ordinary people can understand.

Just like those Jiuru masters and disciples, if you really think that they are greedy for wine and meat, you are totally wrong. This "Vajra Divine Power" is the world's best skill. If they eat some green vegetables and tofu every day, they will be fine.

If you don't have enough Qi, why should you practice martial arts? It doesn't matter if Jiu Ru's divine power is already achieved. However, the little monk Hua Guang complains of hunger all day long. It is obvious that he is already practicing martial arts and his foundation is gradually established.

After eating and drinking, Su Qing was ready to go on her way.

But he only left the market and walked a few steps.

When he came face to face, he saw a man in white robe standing in the shade not far away, as if waiting. On his shoulders, this man was carrying a graceful woman in a yellow dress.

Seeing Su Qing approaching, the man first looked up and down with a half-smile, and then said in a loud voice: "What a pity, what a pity, what a pity that such an alluring face is actually a man. Boy, you are the one in Xiao Qian

The person who escaped from Jue Shou?"

Su Qing glanced at the man's shoulder. The woman was unconscious. Looking at the woman's eyes with a lustful look, she was most likely abducted.

Seeing him looking at the woman on his shoulder, the man in white robe chuckled and said, "Boy, could it be that you are good at this, or else, when the Sa family is finished, I will give her to you later?"

"However, I can't let you get the benefits for nothing. I heard that you made a bet with that old monster Xiao and won his Tianwu Blade. Is it true?"

Su Qing raised her eyebrows and said calmly: "Not bad!"

The man in white robe's eyes immediately lit up.

But Su Qing's next words made his face darken, and he said with a smile: "But I won't give it to you!"

The white-robed man's eyes darkened, and he said sadly: "The Sa family asks you for something because they are looking out for you. Boy, don't recognize me -"

He was talking to himself when his face suddenly changed and the words in his mouth stopped abruptly. His body, which was originally upright, suddenly twisted like a snake. He turned around and saw a tree on the big tree next to him.

A fleshy palm is like sharpening iron

Like a magic weapon of mud, it sank straight into the trunk of the tree. The man in white robe felt a chill in his heart. He just threw away the woman on his shoulder and stared at Su Qing with vigilance. He said in surprise: "The Tianwu Blade was actually killed by you."

Have you reached this level of practice?"

Su Qing took out his right hand, looked at the white-robed man with thoughtful eyes, and then said: "Are you Wuwu Tutuo Hedra?"

This man has slightly dark skin, a sinister face, and short hair. Considering his previous self-identification, he is clearly a monk.

Although Su Qing's skill was severely damaged, he still had some eyesight, not to mention that there were not many monks in the world who could dodge his moves. Apart from Jiuru, Pasiba and the like, it seemed that Hetra was the only one in the world.

It is said that Wuwu Tutuo failed to cultivate the "power of Vajra" back then, but he found another way and created an evil method. Every time he practiced, he had to suck the blood of living people.

This technique is called "Little Black Charm Kung Fu". Once practiced, it is extremely powerful. Although it is an evil technique, its reputation is only inferior to the power of the Great Vajra.

However, if you want to succeed, you have to suck human blood, which is very vicious. Back then, monk Jiuru and Xiao Qianjue teamed up to besiege him, drive him out of the Central Plains, and escape to the Western Regions.

But who wants to go there? Wuwu Toutuo is just relying on what he has learned to run rampant in the Western Regions and bring disaster to all parties.

But just half a year ago, this person actually set foot in the Central Plains again.

Old monk Jiuru told him this.

Su Qing's eyes lit up. "I heard that you are very strong? Do you want to compete?"

He Duoluo was originally surprised that Su Qing had figured out his identity, but when he heard these words again, his eyes rolled and he couldn't help but grinned strangely: "I don't know how high the world is, boy, how do you want to compare?"

Su Qing also smiled and said: "Let's make it simple. Let's stand opposite each other. You punch me and I'll punch you. Whoever falls down first loses. How about that?"

"Haha, okay, I have the guts!"

Seeing that Su Qing actually said such a trick, He Duoluo's eyes showed a cruel and fierce look, and as soon as his muscles and bones stretched, his whole white robe seemed to tighten up. Seeing that Su Qing was tall and strong, and full of oppression, Su Qing stood in front of him,

Just like a sheep standing in front of a lion.

"Boy, don't say I bully you, Sajia will let you take action first!"

Su Qing was stunned for a moment, then with a smile on his face, he raised his delicate right hand in front of He Duoluo and clenched his fingers into a fist.

"Then if I smash it, you have to stand still!"

Hetra showed his impatience and hummed:

"There's so much nonsense, hurry up!"

Su Qing nodded, said no more, and swung his fist.

This fist was just coming out, nothing unusual. He Duoluo's face became more ferocious, as if he was thinking about using a few percent of his strength to smash the little thing in front of him to death. Halfway through the fist movement, He Duoluo was still there.

Laughing, he watched helplessly as Su Qing's fist landed on his chest.

As soon as the punch fell, He Duoluo's smile suddenly froze. He saw that the falling fist, together with Su Qing's entire right arm, seemed to have thickened in a circle and swelled up. It hit his chest, but then he saw that He Duoluo's fist fell.

The clothes on Tuoluo's back exploded with a "pop", revealing the muscles on his back, which were shaking like tofu, and soon blood was oozing from the pores.

He Duoluo's eyes instantly bulged out, his eyes were bloodshot, and his mouth was open and he couldn't say a word.

With a punch, Su Qing passed directly over He Duoluo, picked up the woman on the ground, and headed south.

After a long time, the sound of a corpse falling to the ground was heard under the thick shade next to the tree.
Chapter completed!