"What kind of sword technique is Mr. Zhao?" Lu Qingchen asked in surprise. If these three sword techniques were unexpectedly fought against him, he might be injured.

"This is a general sword technique." After Changle said to him, he turned to Pei Yong to give advice. "The last move is to make you burst out with impact instantly. Once a practitioner distances you, the warrior is a lamb that can be slaughtered, but it is not difficult to kill them after getting close."

Lu Qingchen was a little dissatisfied when he heard this, but he understood that Changle was right. Cultivators in the realm of Zhiming usually find a warrior for themselves during battles to protect themselves from their opponents.

"Mr. Zhao, but if you are prepared, how can you get close to me?" Lu Qingchen looked at Changle and spoke a little provocatively.

"Then let's try?" Changle said with interest. He wanted to see the quality of the practitioner.

"Okay!" Lu Qingchen replied as he looked at Changle.

Lu Qingchen, who had already entered Dongxuan, was naturally not afraid of Changle. At least he felt that he was prepared and could not hurt him.

"Then I'll start." Changle also said specifically to Lu Qingchen.

Pei Yong looked at it seriously. Of course, he hoped that Changle could win in his heart, but these practitioners all had the ability to understand the sky and the earth, so he still felt that Mr. Lu would win in his heart.

Lu Qingchen had already attached his mind power to the sword by his waist.

The long sword made a series of clear sounds, and then it was directly unsheathed. He was originally a great sword master, but after he arrived at the grassland, he changed his sword to cultivate his mind.

Now I have become a thought master who can control everything.

The flying sword hit Changle's throat so fast that it was impossible to react at all. When his flying sword arrived, he realized that Changle was missing.

The psychic master can lock in the target, but it is the first time he has lost the target at such a close distance.

"I'm behind you." Changle kindly reminded.

"Sha!" Lu Qingchen exclaimed, and the flying sword flashed and stabbed Changle's throat.

This time he did not lose his target, but his flying sword could not move at all in front of Changle. Lu Qingchen was sweating profusely, and his unfavorable mind power could not control the flying sword.

In the end, he had to give up. Changle returned the flying sword to Lu Qingchen and said with a smile, "I offended."

Lu Qingchen, who got his flying sword, snorted coldly and went back to his carriage. Pei Yong looked at Changle in a daze, "Mr. Zhao, are you really not a cultivator?"

"I am a martial artist!" Changle said proudly!

"Pei Yong, I can't blame you in such a big environment, but if we martial artists lose that unyielding heart, they will be ruined."

When Pei Yong heard Changle's words, his face was full of shame.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao!"

"What are you doing to apologize to me? A martial artist should always feel unfair!" Changle stretched and said.

Pei Yong seemed to understand, but he felt that he seemed to be separated from a very heavy thing by a wall, but he could not break the window paper.

Changle was a little happy to see his appearance.

"This is a boxing technique, you can see that it should help you."

After Changle finished speaking, he punched, which was the boxing technique in the Wuhuang scriptures.

Domineering King Fist!

Changle punched the lake, and half of the lake's water evaporated instantly. He was so domineering. Pei Yong grew up and saw what he wanted to see.

It is the unyielding heart of a warrior.

Evaporates half of the lake, which is like playing for Changle.

Seeing that Pei Yong had already awakened, Changle leisurely picked up a lake fish and prepared to grill the fish.

"There are many carp bones, but the taste is pretty good." Changle broke his stomach and prepared to eat fish.

"Mr. Zhao, the name of the carp is homophonic with His Royal Highness, so this fish..." Pei Yong kindly reminded.

"This makes no sense. If your princess calls rice, will I not even be able to eat rice in the future?" Changle treated the carp in three or five seconds.

"Do you eat it?"

Everyone shook their heads repeatedly, Changle could only grill the fish himself. He asked the Huotou soldiers for some spices, and the aroma of grilled fish was spread throughout the camp.

Li Yu, who was so angry that Ma Shixiang was so angry that he saw Changle grilling carp, came over without any grace to Changle.

"I want the biggest one."

"Then let the firehead soldiers contribute his little chili powder." Changle said while turning over.

"Okay." Li Yuyan smiled. Women of her age look good when they smile.

After eating a big fish, Li Yu made another one for Xiaoman. Xiaoman didn’t eat spicy food, and those chili peppers were cheaper.

"Mr. Zhao, I have a competition with Mr. Lu today?" Although Li Yu was not in the camp, she could not hide anything that happened here.

"Well, I just had a friendly conversation, and we were just having fun." Changle saw the milk slices Li Yu took.

Li Yu quickly gave him a piece of it.

I took a bite of Changle, and it tasted really good.

She was making a joking joke that a Master Nian from the Cave Xuan Realm sweat and her face was pale. She is now becoming more and more interested in Changle.

"Today I went to Weicheng, and the guard Ma Shixiang was really unreasonable. I asked him to help me find a guide, but he actually found a young man who was full of dreams of practicing and had no grace!

It's really hateful!"

Changle thought about it and was selfish!

However, he still said, "How dare the guard general perfunctorily treat you? Even though he is a little selfish, he must be the one who is most suitable for you."

If a fellow villager can help, please help, even if you don’t like it.

Hearing Changle say this, Li Yu smiled and said, "Then I will tell Ma Shixiang what guide to let that young man be."

After eating the milk slices in Changle, he killed five or six grilled fish before lying by the lake to look at the stars with satisfaction.

"Sir, I still have a lot of things to do and leave first." Li Yu turned around and left with great eyesight.

Changle waved his hand perfunctorily, then lay on his side and yawned.

Early in the morning of the third day, Changle finally met Ning Que.

There is a big gap between time travelers. Look at Fengshen’s handsome Changle, and then look at Ning Que, who has many freckles.

Of course, this man who dares to be a big shot is also good-looking.

The black-looking maid beside him is the clone of Haotian, the ruler of this world.

Changle smiled at the two of them and did not communicate again after leaving.

"Ning Que, that man is so beautiful!" Sangsang said to Ning Que. "But he doesn't like you!"

"I don't like him yet!" Ning Que said stubbornly. For some reason, he felt a little intimate with that person, but also an unspeakable sense of alienation.

"He seems to be more interested in me." Sangsang seemed to be more rigorous in his words.
Chapter completed!