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Great Yan On the border, there are mountains and mountains, and strong winds are howling by.
Su Yueli led Han Yu forward slowly on the mountain road.
Han Yu, who has just broken through to the Third Realm, is in good condition. There is a roaring sound between punches and kicks. He is strictly following Su Yueli's instructions and tempering Qi and Blood in his body over and over again.
"Power comes from the ground, and Qi moves with the heart. Third Realm is doing hard work on the skeletal fascia. Don't be impetuous when punching." Su Yueli occasionally spoke up from behind.
"Yes, Master!" Han Yu responded crisply, wiping the sweat from his forehead with firm eyes.
Seeing Han Yu's solid footwork and increasingly refined fist skills, Su Yueli's mouth slightly hooked up, and there was a trace of gentleness in his eyes.
Having such a sensible and diligent disciple by my side during these long years has added a bit of fun.
Boom!
At this moment, a loud noise and shouts of killing suddenly came from the narrow valley ahead.
Dozens of monks dressed in black and with fierce auras stood in the middle of the road, blocking the entire mountain road. There were also several corpses of beasts and warriors lying on the ground.
The leader was a young man wearing a luxurious brocade robe with an arrogant expression, wiping the blood on his hands.
It looked like a big battle had just occurred.
"Stop! I'm going to do some work and block the mountain road! Anyone else who doesn't have anything to do with it is going to get out... huh?"
The leading young man in brocade robes turned his head, and just as he was about to scold him, the moment his eyes glanced at Su Yueli, his whole body suddenly froze.
The woman in blue in front of her has a peerless face and an otherworldly temperament, just like the cold moonlight descending from the nine heavens to the mortal world.
The young master's eyes suddenly burst into greedy light, and he looked at them unscrupulously, and then sneered, "I think this young master is some kind of master. There is no Spiritual Power fluctuation in his body. It turns out that he is just two lowly mortals."
He waved his folding fan and swaggered forward, touched his chin and said with an evil smile, "Little lady, it's not safe in this wilderness. Why don't you follow me back home to keep you prosperous and wealthy..."
Listening to this extremely clichéd teasing, Su Yueli sighed helplessly.
Little lady?
Given her age, being this boy's ancestor would be an advantage for her.
The world's vision is too shallow, and they always think that without Spiritual Power, they are weak persimmons. Little do they know that the world is vast, and Martial Dao can also be an immortal.
And...
She touched her face. Beauty seemed to be quite troublesome, although these people might not be troublesome to her.
"How dare you disrespect my master!"
Before Su Yueli could speak, Han Yu became furious and stood up, his little face flushed with anger.
The young master laughed loudly when he saw this, and waved to a Third Realm Late Stage guard beside him. "Haha, this little girl is quite fierce! Go, grab that little girl, don't hurt the beauty next to you!"
The warrior Third Realm Late Stage laughed ferociously, took a step forward, the powerful Qi and Blood exploded, and swung his fist towards Han Yu!
"Master, disciple, please fight!" Han Yu shouted loudly without looking back.
"Go ahead and use the basic boxing techniques I teach you. You don't have to hold back." Su Yueli said calmly.
The person in front of her was only Third Realm in strength, so she wasn't very worried.
"Yes!"
Han Yu's eyes flashed with light. When faced with an opponent who was at a higher level than himself, he would not retreat but advance instead!
She screamed, stepped on her feet, and avoided the opponent's big hand at a tricky angle. Qi and Blood boiled all over her body!
"Mountain Splitter!"
Han Yu roared, using the most basic martial arts taught by Su Yueli.
The seemingly weak and weak fist, but with pure physical strength, hit the Third Realm Late Stage guard's chest forcefully!
Bang!
The crisp sound of broken bones echoed!
The Third Realm Late Stage guard's eyes almost popped out, blood spurted from his mouth, and he flew backwards for dozens of meters like a cannonball.
The scene was completely silent.
The young master in brocade robes and the remaining guards were completely dumbfounded.
A little girl who looked to be no more than twenty years old, with pure physical strength, killed a Third Realm Late Stage veteran warrior with one punch?
How is this possible?!
"You bastard! How dare you kill the young master's people!"
A middle-aged man standing beside the young master stood up angrily.
The pressure around this person skyrocketed, and the vast Spiritual Power rolled up sand and rocks all over the sky. He was clearly a Fourth Realm monk!
"You damn girl who bullied the younger ones will suffer death for me!"
The middle-aged man's face showed a fierce look, and he didn't care about the demeanor of his elders. He raised his hand and struck out with a violent Spiritual Power giant palm, tearing the air, and slamming down the sky towards Han Yu's head!
This palm was so powerful that Han Yu, who had just broken through the Third Realm, trembled slightly under this huge pressure, and even breathing became difficult.
Seeing the overwhelming Spiritual Power light palms, Han Yu was not too panicked and subconsciously turned back to look at his master.
Su Yueli raised his eyes slightly, with a calm expression. He raised his bare hand and flicked his fingertips towards the middle-aged Fourth Realm in the void.
Whoosh--!
An invisible energy flew out of the air from her fingertips!
But at the moment when the invisible energy came into contact with the giant palm of Spiritual Power, the huge palm print of Spiritual Power disintegrated and dissipated out of thin air like melting snow in spring!
Immediately afterwards.
That energy remained powerful and penetrated the middle-aged man's eyebrows in an instant!
Poof!
Blood flowers exploded.
The ferocity and ferocity on the monk's face was frozen instantly, the light in his eyes extinguished at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he fell straight back, completely dead.
"?!"
The young master in Jinpao was so frightened that his legs weakened, and he collapsed on the ground with a thud. His crotch was instantly wet, and he gave off a smell.
That was the master of the Fourth Realm! He was actually killed by the woman in blue with the snap of her fingers like an ant from a few feet away?!
"Devil... O devil!"
The remaining guards were so frightened that they wanted to run away.
Su Yueli's eyes turned cold, and he raised his feet and trembled slightly.
Boom!
Earthly Baleful Intent surged, invisible ripples swept across, and the remaining guards in black felt like they were hit hard. They vomited blood and fell to the ground, passing out.
Su Yueli walked slowly to the young master in brocade robe who was lying limply on the ground, his whole body twitching violently, and looked down at him with cold eyes.
The next moment.
"Ahhhhhh--!"
After some preaching, Su Yueli got some news from the other party.
This group of people are private soldiers under the second prince Great Yan. The news they got is quite interesting...
She paused and raised her eyes to look in the direction of the Great Yan Dynasty Imperial City: "It seems that the old emperor Great Yan is seriously ill and on the verge of death. Now, in order to seize the throne, several princes are secretly wooing major forces and sects, and are fighting fiercely."
Han Yu was slightly startled. "Wouldn't it mean that Great Yan Imperial House is now a mess?"
"Chaos is good, the more chaotic the better."
The corner of Su Yueli's mouth curled up. "The more they make trouble, the looser the royal family's guard over Eighth-Grade Myriad Tribulations Bloodwashing Vine will be. It's just right for us to go to Great Yan Imperial City to get the medicine."