Five Elements Heaven

boom!

Qingfeng felt like he was hit hard from behind by a wild beast. The powerful impact caused his body to twist violently. His upper body was horizontal in the air, almost completely parallel to the ground. The blue sky was reflected in his lost focus. pupils.

What happened?

The violent impact left a confused expression on his face.

Ai Hui kept waving in the air, and the Dragon Vertebra Sword in his hand was like a hammer. The full force made half of his arms numb. Looking at the breeze flying away in the distance, Ai Hui slowly let out a breath of turbid air in his chest.

Huhuhu...

Ai Hui gasped in the air, sweat pouring out of the pores on his body like a spring. In the blink of an eye, his whole body looked like he had just been fished out of the water, his clothes were soaked, and sweat was dripping.

After a while, Ai Hui's breathing calmed down, and his rapidly rising chest began to stabilize. Ai Hui's body trembled slightly, and the sweat on his body turned into a white mist, and the mist steamed.

The sudden attack just now was a change of tactics in desperation. At that time, his speed had reached the extreme, and the strong wind pressure was like an iron wall. Using his sword to cut through the wind wall was an impromptu move on his part, but he didn't expect the effect to be so good!

However, this move placed a huge load on the body, and for a moment Ai Hui felt that his body was about to be torn apart by the powerful force.

He had to spend some time to perfect this move. Ai Hui felt that if he could complete a similar thrust in battle, the opponent would definitely be caught off guard.

After calming down, Ai Hui landed next to Qingfeng.

It was a coincidence that Qingfeng fell into the convoy just now. It was life and death just a moment ago, but in the blink of an eye, life is hanging by a thread. Life is really too unpredictable.

Qingfeng's body was completely shattered by Ai Hui's blow, and the grass tendons were scattered into tangled roots, some with lotus roots hanging on them, scattered on the ground.

Snap, snap, snap, the grass tendons are like eels thrown on the ground, beating from time to time, looking very weird.

Qingfeng completely lost control of the grass tendons. He was like an octopus with a human head.

Qingfeng gritted his teeth: "Daizong will never let you go!"

Ai Hui laughed loudly, then forced himself to hold it back, pretending to be helpless: "There is no way, if there is a way to heaven, you will not take it, but if there is no door to hell, you will come here instead."

Qingfeng held back his breath, his face turned red, and he said bitterly: "If you want to kill, just kill, there is no need to humiliate me!"

Ai Hui looked surprised: "Kill you? Why should I kill you?"

Qingfeng's expression suddenly softened a lot. Despite his harsh words just now, he was actually extremely afraid of death. He quickly said: "Let me go, and I will definitely repay you. You set a price!"

"Let you go?" Ai Hui shook his head repeatedly: "What if you come to take revenge? You are a member of the Daizong, I can't afford to offend you."

Qingfeng's face turned ugly: "What do you want?"

Zhao Bo'an ran over panting. He heard the conversation between Ai Hui and Qingfeng just now and said loudly: "Sir, don't believe his words. He can regain his vitality as long as he swallows Mu Yuan materials!"

Qingfeng's expression changed drastically. He deliberately spoke to Ai Hui, but quietly stretched out a few straw tendons towards the convoy's goods. Unexpectedly, Zhao Bo'an revealed this.

A cruel look appeared on his face: "Seeking death!"

A tendon of grass suddenly jumped up from the ground and turned into a straight shadow, like an arrow piercing the sky, heading towards Zhao Bo'an.

A shadow flashed in the air, and there was a snapping sound, and the bouncing grass tendons were swatted away by Ai Hui again.

"You are so arrogant even after being captured, I just like your explosive temper!"

Ai Hui landed next to Qingfeng again and looked at Qingfeng with a half-smile.

Qingfeng was shocked by Ai Hui's sight, and said with a stern expression, "What do you want to do? I'll tell you..."

Ai Hui interrupted him and nodded with a familiar look on his face: "Daizong won't let me go, I understand!"

The rest of Qingfeng's words were stuck in his throat, and his face turned red from holding back.

Ai Hui turned around and asked Zhao Bo'an: "Do you think he can restore his body by swallowing Mu Yuan materials?"

Zhao Bo'an replied cautiously: "Yes, sir, you can see that half of the convoy's goods were devoured by him."

Ai Hui said thoughtfully: "So that's it."

His next move surprised Zhao Bo'an. Ai Hui raised the tip of his sword, and Qingfeng was sent flying, directly smashing into the Sanye Vine car.

Qingfeng was hit so hard that he was dizzy. After a while, he came back to his senses and found that the surroundings were surrounded by Mu Yuan materials. He was so ecstatic that he started devouring Mu Yuan materials crazily without saying a word.

The scattered tendons all over his body began to gather together.

After devouring several carts of Muyuan materials in succession, Qingfeng returned to his previous appearance. He buried his head in devouring it and rolled his eyes around.

In the blink of an eye, only a small amount of the goods were left in the car. Qingfeng, who was engrossed in eating, suddenly turned around and ran away.

This time he did not fly into the air, but ran towards the forest. The tendons of his legs spread out and turned into a big spider, moving extremely fast.

Just as he was about to rush into the jungle, Qingfeng's face showed a look of ecstasy.

A ray of coldness locked onto him.

Qingfeng's body suddenly froze, and the cold sword intent almost froze his body. It was like a real murderous intention enveloped his whole body. If he dared to make even the slightest move, the killing move would come suddenly.

"you……"

The cool breeze makes my soul tremble, and my throat trembles.

"I understand, Daizong will not let me go."

The cold jokes Ai Hui spoke in a calm tone were so cold that the breeze felt like falling in an ice cellar.

Qingfeng didn't understand why he always met powerful swordsmanship practitioners, and each was more powerful than the last. The swordsmanship practitioner in front of him appeared out of nowhere and was more terrifying than Chu Chaoyang.

"come over."

The calm tone left no room for doubt.

Qingfeng returned honestly. He was crestfallen and very depressed, but he was also relieved in his heart. He was now certain that the other party did not want his life.

Although he still didn't know why the other party spared his life, he knew that it was definitely not because of concerns about Daizong.

The murderous intention dissipated invisible, as if it was his illusion just now.

The other person smiled like the boy next door. For some reason, Qingfeng felt even colder in his heart.

"What you did just now was pretty good. Come on, let's try again."

Ai Hui's gentle tone was encouraging, but it only made Qingfeng more fearful and desperate. The excessively young face in front of him looked like a terrifying devil in Qingfeng's eyes, and he was trembling in his heart. Where did this evildoer come from?

He is so young, yet so powerful, and so experienced that his age belies his age.

But even so, don't even think about ordering yourself.

But when the words came to his mouth, his tongue trembled, and he blurted out: "Try... what to try?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt inexplicably ashamed. He was a disciple of the Daizong, but he was cowed in front of a young man.

Ai Hui didn't know that Qingfeng's mental activities were so rich. He gestured with the thrusting action just now: "That's it. You practice sparing well. If you do well, I will let you go after the sparring."

A strong sense of humiliation spread throughout the body. Oh my God, Tangtang Qingfeng was actually regarded as a sparring partner!

Who are you? Breeze! The extremely vicious Qingfeng! The murderous breeze! Qingfeng, who was fighting for life and death... was actually regarded as a sparring partner by a little kid?

Is it tolerable or not?

I would rather die standing than live on my knees!

Live as a hero and die as a hero!

The blood in his brain surged, rushing straight to his forehead, and he blurted out: "Really?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he wanted to give himself a scratch, and his face felt like it was on fire.

Ai Hui blinked, with a solemn and innocent look on his face: "Of course, a gentleman's words are hard to follow."

Then he followed the temptation and said: "Look, I can also provide Mu Yuan materials. If you need anything, just ask. Fighting and killing every day, why bother? We have no grudges, right? I need a sparring partner, and I will pay you. , this is a fair transaction, a business, right?"

Qingfeng's heart skipped a beat. This time his mission was a complete failure. How would his master treat him after he returned? This was a question he had never dared to think about before.

Before coming, the master had warned that there must be no mistakes in this mission.

Not only did he go back empty-handed, his body was still so broken, and the Nether Lotus Seeds were severely damaged. It would not only take a long time to restore it to its previous state, but also require a lot of precious materials. His mind was severely damaged, and even if his body recovered, he could not return to his peak state.

The master will not waste so many precious materials on a useless Grass Lotus puppet.

This was the day he feared most, but he didn't expect it to come yet.

Qingfeng was a little sad, but also somewhat relieved.

The fate that awaited him after he went back filled his heart with fear. Now that he didn't have to go back, he breathed a sigh of relief. However, he felt very confused after being relieved. In any case, the master is the one who gave him a second life and has great kindness to him. And he was used to following his master's orders to do one thing, to kill someone, but the situation he was facing now made him a little overwhelmed.

After a long silence, he suddenly said: "If one day I want to leave, you can't stop me."

Ai Hui answered readily: "No problem! So that's what we've settled on?"

"Okay." After Qingfeng said this, he walked to the caravan and devoured the remaining goods in the caravan.

Ai Hui was very satisfied. It was hard to find a suitable sparring partner. If someone is too weak to be a sparring partner, who will be a sparring partner if he is strong enough?

His eyes turned to the stunned Zhao Bo'an: "I bought your goods, how much did they cost?"

The situation changed so quickly that Zhao Bo'an couldn't turn his head around at all. Wasn't it still life and death before? Why did the painting style suddenly change?

When he heard Ai Hui's question, he suddenly came to his senses: "I beg you, sir, to take me in!"

This experience shattered all his unrealistic fantasies. In this troubled world, without powerful force, no matter how much wealth you have, it will only be reflected in the mirror.

Ai Hui was a little surprised, but he didn't refuse. Instead, he asked quietly, "What do you know?"

His horizons are much broader now, he knows the limitations of his own abilities, and knows that many things require manpower and specialized talents. The guys at the Swordsmanship Dojo are fine with fighting and killing, but they are terrible at other things.

Ai Hui thought that maybe he needed to recruit some experienced people, such as craftsmen, merchants, etc.

You can't build a city just by fighting and killing.

ps: Three updates tomorrow. (To be continued.) 8

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