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Zhao Xinyu had been attacking Zuo Feng with the Five God Art, which made Zuo Feng regard Zhao Xinyu as a physical practitioner in his heart. Now Zhao Xinyu suddenly showed his martial arts skills and was repelled by him again. The martial arts cultivators who came out have reached the peak of the later stage of the Imperial Martial Realm. All of this was beyond Zuo Feng's expectations.

He didn't even expect that Zhao Xinyu would be so brave that he launched another attack without any adjustments.

Due to insufficient reaction, too close distance, and the even more extreme Xuan Bing Jue practiced by Zhao Xinyu, Zuo Feng had no time to react until he did. The space was frozen instantly in an extremely strange state. Amidst the cold air, streams of blue energy light that looked like substance rippled crazily, and the space became distorted by this terrible energy riot.

The next moment, the space exploded, bursts of loud noises like thunder erupted, the air flow in the space directly tore open, and thick ice cubes exploded.

Zuo Feng, who underestimated the enemy, finally paid a heavy price for his arrogance. His whole body was covered with a thick layer of ice crystals, and he flew backwards, leaving blood lines in the areas he passed along the way.

Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, Zhao Xinyu didn't hesitate at this moment. He spat out a mouthful of blood again, and the aura on his body suddenly disappeared. If Ruoying Suixing moved to the extreme, his body followed and flew in front of Zuo Feng.

Zuo Feng screamed strangely. He looked at the fist that was getting bigger, and then he felt pain in his body. A handful of blood mist surged, and his whole body turned into pieces.

When Zuo Feng's head fell to the ground, he still had some consciousness in his brain. He stared blankly at Zhao Xinyu, whose chest was soaked with blood, his eyes full of disbelief.

He couldn't believe that he at the early stage of the Holy Martial Realm was killed by an ant at the peak of the late Imperial Martial Realm.

The endless regret could no longer express his heart at this moment. The next moment his consciousness dissipated, he sighed quietly. He didn't know whether he was sighing for his regret or sighing because Zhao Xinyu had hidden himself too deeply.

Looking at the stumps on the ground, Zhao Xinyu quickly swallowed a few pills and threw the six bodies of Feiyu disciples into the space. While collecting the fragments of Zuo Feng's body, he even found a Na Ring.

Looking at the messy area, Zhao Xinyu didn't have the strength to deal with the scene. He called Heifeng and staggered away towards an area quickly.

When Zhao Xinyu's figure disappeared, a figure appeared in the battle area. Looking at the direction where Zhao Xinyu's back disappeared, the owner of the figure let out a long sigh, but there was a trace of relief in his eyes.

"The little monkey finally grew up."

Zhao Xinyu, who was quickly leaving the battle area, suddenly froze and turned to look behind him. He vaguely heard his grandfather's voice.

"Boss, what's wrong?" Heifeng looked at Zhao Xinyu with alert eyes.

Zhao Xinyu looked away and shook his head, "It's okay. Let's find a place to heal first."

In a dry cave, Heifeng saw the rocks piled up in an area. His eyes shrank slightly, "Boss, there are traces of human activity here."

Zhao Xinyu sat down and said, "It's okay. I built it up. Come here and I'll send you to the space to recover."

"Boss?"

"No one will come here. Even if they come, they won't be found for a while."

Taking Black Wind into the space, Zhao Xinyu followed him into the space...

Under the dragon-shaped monster tree, Zhao Xinyu let out a breath of turbid air and slowly opened his eyes. The defiance of space was reflected at this time. In this period of time, he had recovered to some extent after being severely injured by Zuo Feng.

Standing up and looking at the surrounding area, Zhao Xinyu frowned. He took out the Najie left by Zuo Feng, and the huge Shenwei wrapped the Najie in it.

After a moment, Zhao Xinyu's eyes showed a hint of joy. He didn't know where Zuo Feng came from, but there was quite a collection in this ring. There were at least tens of thousands of high-grade spiritual stones, dozens of elixirs, and the most powerful ones. The important thing is that there are more than a dozen spiritual energy-filled exercises.

Although he was severely injured by the left winger, he was able to kill the left winger, which saved him a trouble and gained a lot. This made Zhao Xinyu a little excited.

Then his face became solemn, and he thought of what Zuo Feng said about the right envoy. That person was the right envoy, and then Zuo Feng was the left envoy. There must be someone taller behind him.

But considering that his own cultivation level is not even comparable to that of Zuo Feng, and the cultivation level of the people behind him may be even more terrifying, there is no point in worrying about him.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Xinyu looked at the Taolin where Xiaobai always stayed, and moved to the Taolin.

"Xiao Bai, do you know about body cultivation?"

When he asked, Xiaobai, Xiaozi on the peach tree, and Wuhen were all startled. "Where did you know about physical training?"

Regarding Xiaobai and the others, Zhao Xinyu also knew that there was no need to hide anything, so he told Xiaobai what happened in Liuling Mountain.

Xiao Bai nodded, "Yes, the Five God Art you practice is indeed a physical cultivation method. Your spiritual and martial arts can be neglected, but the Five God Art must not be neglected. If you can persist, you will know the Five God Art one day in the future. The benefits brought to you by the Divine Art."

Zhao Xinyu was slightly startled. He had never told Xiaobai about the Five Gods Art, but he didn't want Xiaobai to know that he practiced the Five Gods Art, and he even warned himself that he must insist on practicing the Five Gods Art.

Although Zhao Xinyu rarely communicates with Xiaobai, he knows that Xiaobai is extraordinary. Even he says so now. He is even more determined to practice the Five Gods Art, not to mention that the Five Gods Art is the skill that his grandfather became famous for. Today, more He is the most powerful person who can leapfrog the level and fight against the Holy Martial Realm. Even if Xiaobai doesn't say anything, he will persevere.

"Xiao Bai, what level has my physical cultivation reached now?"

The little white silver eyes flickered for a few times, "Physical cultivation is divided into nine levels. From low to high, they are divided into nine levels: extraordinary, Yijin, bone forging, marrow washing, divine power, Qianshan, rock, holy, and all things. Level. You should be at Qianshan now, Qianshan is also a hurdle for all physical cultivation. If you can cross Qianshan, you will have a bright future in physical cultivation."

"Hom?"

Xiao Bai nodded, "In that era, there were countless physical trainings, but nine out of ten were blocked at the Qianshan level. You can rest assured, because you are practicing the Five God Art. As long as you practice hard, Qianshan is not Your end.”

Zhao Xinyu was overjoyed. Xiaobai mentioned the Five Gods Art again, which made him curious about the Five Gods Art. "Xiaobai, what level of skill is the Five Gods Art, the emperor level or the saint level?"

But he didn't expect that just after he asked this question, Xiaobai looked at him as if he were a fool, and his body turned into a white shadow and disappeared into the peach forest.

Xiaobai left suddenly. Xiaozi and Wuhen bared their teeth at him, their eyes full of dissatisfaction, and followed the direction Xiaobai left.

"Two little white-eyed wolves." Zhao Xinyu said angrily, staring in the direction where Xiao Zi and Wuhen left. But he heard two angry low roars in the distance.

Listening to the roars of Xiao Zi and Wuhen, Zhao Xinyu burst out laughing, because in the cave where his grandfather often brought him, Zhao Xinyu didn't worry about others finding him at once, so he returned to the dragon-shaped monster tree again. Continue to meditate and recover.

I don't know how much time passed, but Zhao Xinyu slowly opened his eyes, felt the condition of his body, took a breath, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.

After experiencing a life-and-death battle with Zuo Feng, he had vaguely felt that the bottleneck of the Holy Martial Realm was beginning to loosen.

"Boss, how are you?" As the furry feeling came, Hei Feng didn't know when he appeared beside him.

Zhao Xinyu raised his hand and patted Heifeng's big head a few times, "It's okay. How are you?"

"Complete recovery. Boss, it was my negligence this time. If I had been more vigilant, they wouldn't have been able to get close so easily."

Zhao Xinyu sighed slightly, thinking about Zuo Feng at the Saint Martial Realm, "Heifeng, even if you can feel those six Feiyu disciples, you may not be able to sense Zuo Feng."

"Disciple Feiyu?" Heifeng's eyes showed a trace of doubt. He knew that Zhao Xinyu had a good relationship with Feiyu and Lijian, but now Feiyu sent his disciples to deal with him, which made him confused.

"Feiyu is no longer the same as before. Let's go out first. I'll talk to you on the way."

In Liuling Mountain, Heifeng knew from Zhao Xinyu that the six Feiyu disciples were the ones who dug up the grave of the old man in the village, and they were appointed by Jiao Hongzhuo.

After hearing what Zhao Xinyu said, Heifeng's eyes were full of murderous intent. He knew the relationship between Zhao Xinyu and Jiao Hongzhuo. He had a mind that was not weaker than that of humans, and he did not expect that Jiao Hongzhuo would do something worse than a pig or a dog.

"Boss, he can even do this kind of thing. Boss, find an opportunity to kill him. This kind of thing is not human at all. Keeping him will cause even greater trouble in the future."

Zhao Xinyu sighed, raised his hand and patted Heifeng's head a few times, "Let's talk about it later when we have a chance."

Heifeng shook his big head. He had been following Zhao Xinyu. Of course he knew what kind of person Zhao Xinyu was. Although Jiao Hongzhuo did such a thing, Zhao Xinyu still cared about the family affection in his heart and was unwilling to take action.

Because of Zuo Feng's incident, Zhao Xinyu did not dare to be careless. Not only did he take Jin Hen and Jin Yu out of the space, but he also took out the red jade and the blood evil ghost-faced bee.

The season in the north is much later than in the south. The fruit trees in the south are already bearing fruits, and the peaches from Xihanling are in hot demand.

But at this moment, the mountain flowers in Liuling Mountain were blooming, and the alluring fragrance of flowers was everywhere. This time, the Blood Fiend Ghost Faced Bee showed its strengths, and Zhao Xinyu found a lot of medicinal herbs that were not found in the space.

At first, Zhao Xinyu knew where he was, but before he knew it, Zhao Xinyu didn't know where he was. He felt that he had entered an area that he had never set foot on before.

In a mountain stream with deep bushes, there is a meandering stream. The stream is not big, but there are many carefree little fish in the clear stream.

"Boss, this way." Just as Zhao Xinyu lowered his head to search for new species in the stream, Black Wind's voice sounded in the distance.

After walking around a bush, Zhao Xinyu saw a patch of white. A refreshing fragrance fills the mountain stream.

It was a fruit tree almost two meters high. Although Zhao Xinyu, who was born in the north, did not get close, he knew it was a pear tree.

But what surprised him was that the flowers of this pear tree were much larger than the ones he was familiar with, and the floral fragrance that diffused out might not be so strong even in a pear orchard.

With a hint of surprise, Zhao Xinyu walked under the pear tree, and was stunned for a moment. He saw that although the pear tree was not tall, the trunk was already mottled, and there were deep cracks on the mottled bark. Such cracks are not something that a ten-year-old pear tree can have. Zhao Xinyu, who often followed his grandfather into the mountains, judged that this pear tree was at least a hundred years old or even longer.

You must know that fruit trees are different from pine or other broad-leaved forests. If a fruit tree is more than twenty years old, the chance of flowering will decrease, and it is even more difficult to produce fruit.

But now this pear tree is at least a hundred years old, but it can still bloom in clusters, which makes Zhao Xinyu feel incredible.

"Boss, Akadama asked you to transplant this pear tree into space."

Zhao Xinyu's heart was shocked. Xiaobai had said that the Blood Fiend Ghost-faced Wasp was a variant of the wild bloodline of its owner. It could make the red jade that evolved into a strange beast take the initiative to speak. This pear tree was definitely not an ordinary pear tree.

It took more than an hour for Zhao Xinyu to transplant the pear tree with a root system longer than the trunk into the space. When the pear tree was transplanted into the space, Zhao Xinyu felt the space tremble slightly.

Feeling the slight change in the space, Zhao Xinyu was shocked. He did not expect that a pear tree would cause such a change in the space.

With a hint of surprise, Zhao Xinyu asked Heifeng, Jinhen, and Jinyu to guard the space, and he entered the space with a thought.

The change in space allowed the newly transplanted pear trees to create a pear forest of almost hundreds of acres. At this moment, the pear trees in the pear forest are all in clusters with flowers. The whole area is filled with the fragrance of flowers, which makes you feel comfortable all over.

Under the pear tree that was transplanted first, Xiaobai, Wuhen, and Xiaozi were all there. When he saw Zhao Xinyu coming, Xiaobai looked at Zhao Xinyu with a little surprise.

"Where did you find this tree?"

Zhao Xinyu pointed outside, "In Liuling Mountain, why is this peach tree the same as that one?"

Xiaobai glared at him, "There is no comparison at all."

Zhao Xinyu chuckled, "What level is this pear tree?"

While talking, Zhao Xinyu raised his eyes to look at the pear tree, and then was slightly stunned. When it was transplanted, it was still full of flowers, but now there are only eighteen pears sparsely knotted on it.

Each pear was golden yellow, somewhat similar to a crisp pear, with spots the size of sesame seeds on them. However, the spots were not dark brown, but lavender, and they were larger than any other pear he had ever seen. A lot. Zhao Xinyu estimated that this pear weighed at least seven or eight taels or even one pound. Zhao Xinyu, who was born in the north, had never seen such a big pear.

The most deadly thing was that the eighteen pears hanging on the tree were filled with an unbearable fragrance. When he smelled this fragrance, Shipley could feel a trace of impurities oozing out of his body.