"Xiaohu, are you going up the mountain to hunt with me or practicing at home!"

In the small courtyard surrounded by railings, Liu Shuang, carrying a large bow and a sharp long knife hanging around her waist, looked at Zhao Hu, who was eating at a stone table.

"Brother Shuang, go hunting, I hope you can return with a full load! As for me, I will continue to practice for a while to consolidate my cultivation, and next time I will go up the mountain to hunt with you!"

Hearing Liu Shuang's words, Zhao Hu turned his gaze to Liu Shuang's body, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and responded in a crisp voice.

Zhao Hu has just entered the first level of "Vajra Art" and has not been completely consolidated. He needs to concentrate on practicing for a period of time to consolidate his cultivation and practice several combat methods at will to improve his own strength and combat power.

"Okay, you practice hard at home, I'll go up the mountain to hunt!"

Liu Shuang had already expected Zhao Hu's answer. She smiled slightly and greeted Zhao Hu, left the courtyard, and galloped towards the Wild Wolf Mountain.

Seeing Liu Shuang leave the courtyard, Zhao Hu smiled slightly, quickly finished eating the wild boar trotters in his hand, then returned to the wooden house, sat cross-legged, and fell into the cultivation.

The spiritual energy in the world of cultivation is full of. Even in this remote corner of Liujia Village, the spiritual energy contained is far beyond the comparison of the Earth Federation, the Feilong Empire and the Shenzhou Empire.

In an environment full of spiritual energy, Zhao Hu's cultivation progressed rapidly. It originally took one month to consolidate the first level of "Vajra Art" and move towards the second level of "Vajra Art", but now it only takes a few days to consolidate the first level of "Vajra Art" and advance to the second level of "Vajra Art".

Zhao Hu was very happy that his cultivation speed increased greatly and his own strength improved rapidly. However, he did not dare to take it lightly because his cultivation level improved rapidly. The indigenous people in the cultivation world were also very fast. In addition, the indigenous people in the cultivation world had survived in the cultivation world for countless thousands of years, and he should have formed a complete cultivation system. If Zhao Hu wanted to survive well in the cultivation world, he still needed to work harder.

Liujia Village is located in a remote corner of the world of cultivation. Its personal strength is extremely low. Few people can stay away from Liujia Village. Generally, they only walk within a few hundred miles of Liujia Village. Few people stay away from this area and go to other places to wander. Therefore, Zhao Hu did not obtain information about the world of cultivation from the villagers of Liujia Village, but could only learn about the information of nearby villages and towns.

However, even so, the world of cultivation brought great shock and vigilance to Zhao Hu, because even the nearby villages and towns have a large number of strong people, especially Qingshan Town, more than 200 miles away from Liujia Village, has cultivators who can fly with swords. This made Zhao Hu feel incredible, and he involuntarily increased his vigilance and practiced twice as much as possible so that he could have enough self-protection power.

Zhao Hu, who was trapped in the state of cultivation, didn't care about the passage of time at all. In the blink of an eye, three days passed. Zhao Hu, who was sitting cross-legged, was still addicted to the state of cultivation. A stream of spiritual energy poured into Zhao Hu's body like a tide, scattered into his limbs and bones, so that he would not feel hungry.

At this time, a man wearing a tight combat suit, holding a sharp sword, and emitting cold murderous intent all over his body, brought more than a dozen powerful men holding sharp weapons to the small courtyard where Liu Shuang lived, pointed to the wooden house in the courtyard, and asked a strong man beside him with a gloomy face: "Where is that Zhao Hu living?"

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, the strong man beside him nodded quickly and said, "Boss, Zhao Hu lives here. Liu Shuang went up the mountain to hunt three days ago. Now Zhao Hu is the only one. Should we go in now and slaughter Zhao Hu!"

"Let's go in!"

Hearing the words of the strong man with a strong scholar, the middle-aged man nodded gently, said with a gloomy face, and took the lead in stepping open the railings of the courtyard, entered the courtyard, and walked towards the wooden house where Zhao Hu was practicing.

When the middle-aged man brought his people into the courtyard and walked towards the wooden house with murderous aura, Zhao Hu, who was trapped in the cultivation, suddenly felt a sense of restlessness, and a strong sense of crisis surged from his heart, making him wake up from the cultivation, quickly stood up, and walked out of the wooden house.

"Who are you?"

As soon as he came out of the wooden house, Zhao Hu met the middle-aged man and more than ten powerful men. His face changed drastically, and a cold light flashed in his eyes and he shouted loudly.

"Who are we? We are the ones who kill you! Kill me!"

Hearing Zhao Hu's words and seeing the vigilant look on Zhao Hu's face, the middle-aged man immediately ordered loudly without any hesitation or hesitation.

Suddenly, more than a dozen powerful men holding sharp weapons were seen roaring, crossing the middle-aged man, and approaching Zhao Hu's murderous aura. Sharp swords, with sharp sharp sharpness, greeted Zhao Hu directly.

"court death!"

Facing the attack of more than ten strong and strong men, a cold murderous intent flashed in Zhao Hu's eyes, and he roared, and kicked the ground with his feet, like an arrow from a string, shot out, approaching a strong man like lightning, grabbed his arm, twisted it hard, and broke his arm, making him scream in a shrill voice. The sharp sword in his hand was seized by Zhao Hu.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Hu turned his palm and the sharp sword fell into his palm. The cold light flashed in his eyes. The sharp sword danced lightly, passing through a graceful arc in the air, slashing through the void like lightning, and slashing hard on a strong man, splitting his ruthless corpse into two pieces, becoming a broken corpse.

Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!

Seeing that his companion was mercilessly dismembered by Zhao Hu, more than ten strong men in the wooden house changed their faces and involuntarily exclaimed, and they all retreated a few steps behind.

These people are just ordinary gangsters, and it is okay to bully the villagers. Facing Zhao Hu, a Killing Star with cold murderous aura, there is not much place to resist. After Zhao Hu showed his power, he did not dare to take a step forward.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man was very anxious and shouted loudly: "Brothers, we and him are no longer dead. If you want to survive, you will fight for me!"

After saying that, the middle-aged man did not hesitate or hesitate at all. He immediately waved the sword in his hand and slashed towards Zhao Hu's body, as if he wanted to kill Zhao Hu on the spot.

Seeing the middle-aged man working so hard, more than ten other strong men moved their hearts, and they all roared angrily, waved the sharp sword in their hands, and slashed towards Zhao Hu's body.

Facing the fierce attacks of the middle-aged man and more than ten powerful men, Zhao Hu's expression remained unchanged. A cold light flashed in his eyes. He roared, and his feet kicked the ground hard, turning into a afterimage, disappearing in the spot like lightning. The sharp sword in his hand danced out lightly and turned into a afterimage, leaving graceful arcs in the air. The sharp edge passed through the neck of a powerful man, causing blood to splatter, all of which fell into a pool of blood, becoming a cold corpse.

In the blink of an eye, the middle-aged man was born, and more than ten other strong men fell into pools of blood and became cold corpses.

Seeing that all his subordinates had fallen, the middle-aged man's expression changed drastically. Without any hesitation or hesitation, he immediately turned around and fled to the wooden house.

However, how could Zhao Hu let him escape? He flashed his body and caught up with the middle-aged man. He waved his sharp sword in his hand and a cold light flashed by, cutting off his legs, making him scream in a shrill voice, and fell to the ground weakly.

"Tell you who you are and who sent you here!"

He put the sharp sword in his hand on the neck of the middle-aged man, and Zhao Hu asked loudly with a gloomy face.

"Hero, please spare me. I am Wang Gang's father Wang Xu. Because I believe the words of the rebellious son, I misunderstood the hero. I hope the hero can surround me. I will teach the rebellious son a good lesson and apologize to you!"

Hearing Zhao Hu's questioning, feeling the coldness from the big knife on his neck, the middle-aged man's expression changed drastically. Without any hesitation or hesitation, he quickly begged for mercy loudly.

"So you are Wang Gang's father!"

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Zhao Hu's face showed a sudden look, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the sharp sword in his hand moved gently, blood splattered, and the middle-aged man's head was thrown away.

After killing the middle-aged man Wang Xu, Zhao Hu casually glanced at the corpse in the wooden house, walked to the back of the cottage, dug a large pit, buried more than ten corpses in the pit, and hung a sharp sword around his waist, left the courtyard, and walked towards the direction where Wangjia Village was.

Eliminating evil is Zhao Hu's principle. Zhao Hu doesn't want to come to someone! You know, if Zhao Hu hadn't been lucky enough to wake up from his cultivation state, Zhao Hu would probably be ruthlessly killed by Wang Xu during his cultivation state, which is unbearable for Zhao Hu! r1058

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