"you……"

The tall officer took action like lightning, and he grabbed the silver snake with his palms, but it was a silver soft sword, cutting his hands with blood.

"Warlock, how can it be..."

He shouted and brushed the ground. A sword was split at the hilt of the Silver Snake Sword. It was like lightning. The tall officer could no longer avoid it. He was stabbed into his left eye by the sword, and the hilt was gone.

The tall officer's eyes widened, and a trace of turbid air appeared from his head, throwing straight towards Deng Duxiu's chest.

But counting breaths, he died on the spot.

Deng Duxiu took away the silver snake sword, hollowed out the cuffs and waist bags of the tall officer, and sneaked quickly in the darkness.

He was proud and sighed secretly that the warlock used as assassination is indeed easy to use, and it is hard to defend against.

He carefully looked at the palms of the tall officer, and his palm lines were covered with calluses. He was already in the third level of skin refining, and was only one step away from breaking through to the Mingjin realm.

If such a martial artist is directed, his ability to drive things is definitely not an enemy.

He quickly sneaked to the back wall of the house. He quickly climbed over the wall, entered the hall quietly, pulled the door again, stepped back to the room, sat back to the low table, and began to clean the bulging waist bag with the faint starlight.

Eight bottles of Ningyang Powder, twelve bottles of Zixue Pills, and two five-two gold ingots.

These were all the ones he took the lead in rushing into the classic library to seize. After using the magic method of driving things, it was much faster than the hand speed of a senior single dog.

If it weren't for his focus this time, he would have snatched back more than a dozen gold ingots.

Even so, he was satisfied with this nighttime action.

In addition to the harvest in the dictionary, he also checked the waist bag of the tall officer.

There are three or four taels of scattered silver and a few purple blood pills in the bag, and there is also a colorless ball of thread.

Just as his eyes hit the colorless ball of thread, Deng Duxiu had a smile on his face.

He had seen this ball of thread in his previous life and was called Qianrensi.

The extremely thin thousand-strength silk is made of a secret technique, which can hold a weight of 500 kilograms and continuously crack. This thin ball of thread is all unfolded, and it is ten feet long.

Gently pull the thread and unfold the thread. Even under the light, it will be difficult to see clearly without careful observation.

If you use this thousand tough silk well, you will have many wonderful things.

After the test, he stuffed all the medicine bottles and gold and silver he had obtained into the bed, turned over to the bed, and soon fell asleep.

The next morning, Deng Duxiu had breakfast and went out.

Zhang Yuan and Song Ye were both in place, and their faces were red and swollen.

Deng Duxiu thought that there was a quarrel yesterday, and the two of them should have no time or energy to come to work.

The two of them's "loyalty to their duties" made him clear about Hong Cheng's determination to arrest him.

He pretended not to see the two of them, so he went straight to the blacksmith shop of the old Wang family, gave five taels of silver, and ordered 30 kilograms of iron sand, a large iron pot, and four large iron balls weighing ten kilograms.

As soon as he left, Zhang Yuan and Song Ye arrived, they only showed off the token of the prison chief. Wang Blacksmith threw all the beans into the bamboo tube, "The young master of the Deng family said that martial arts cultivation is the right way. He found someone to buy two secret books and wanted to smelite sand palms and iron cloth shirts, so he asked me to order these materials."

Zhang Yuan laughed loudly, "This idiot cultivator has made his brain stupid. Can iron sand palms and iron cloth shirts be bought on the street? Without internal practice, it is just seeking death.

What's more, there is no medicine to strengthen the qi and blood, and it will sooner or later be a disease."

Song Ye smiled and said, "Do you really think that kid can hold on? But he will have to calm down in less than three days.

But it's good that he's been silly and I'm really afraid that he's quiet and wants to move, so he's going to travel far.

Now that he is willing to do whatever he wants, we will be purified.

It won’t be long before the news from Chengyi Bo Mansion will come back.

At that time, you and I will be completely relaxed."

The two chatted for a few times, threatened Wang Blacksmith not to disclose the news of their visit, and left.

Wang Blacksmith did not dare to do anything, so he bought the goods that Deng Duxiu asked for that day. In the evening, he delivered them to him and helped him put them into the utility room on the second floor.

Deng Duxiu had already cleaned up the place in advance and had made a temporary refining room.

Liu asked him why he had done these things. Deng Duxiu was afraid that she would worry, so he said that it was the way to study the Master's way of studying things.

Liu likes him to study hardest, and he does not doubt that he is, but only reminds him to pay attention to his health.

After Wang's blacksmith left, Deng Duxiu explained to his mother, closed the door, adjusted his breathing for a while, took a purple blood pill, and waited for the heat in the dantian to rise, and silently carried the internal breathing technique, stood at the edge of the pot filled with iron sand, and started to thrust.

If someone else asks him to see him, his attitude is clearly smelting iron sand palms, which have nothing to do with the iron cloth shirt.

In fact, he practices two ways.

In his previous life, the Red Flame Palm he practiced was an extremely skilled martial arts technique.

However, his martial arts foundation was not firmly established. Although the Red Flame Palm was cultivated, his pair of beautiful hands like pianist were also destroyed, becoming terrifying.

This time, if he wants to repair the iron cloth shirt of Lieyang, he must first build a solid foundation.

The so-called foundation is to step into the threshold of skin refining. When the qi and blood grow stronger and the breath of the nose is white, it is considered to be.

To get through the threshold, the Red Flame Palm he practiced in his previous life is the best choice.

And this time, he would be familiar with the Red Flame Palm.

On the morning of the 13th, after he thrust more than a hundred times, his whole body was filled with blood and swelling, and the Yuanyang suddenly swelled. Suddenly, thick white air spurted out from the wings of his nose, which blew like a gush. The skin color of his palms turned into purple red with the surging of blood and blood.

This is a sign of the entry of the Red Flame Palm, and the white air spurting out of his nose is also a sign of his qi and blood ejaculation to a considerable extent.

There is no doubt that he has entered the threshold of the skin refining realm, and a single palm has a power of hundreds of pounds.

In just thirteen days, even if you break through the skin refining realm, it is an amazing achievement even if you put it on a martial arts genius.

Deng Duxiu is not considered a martial arts genius. He can make a quick breakthrough. In addition to his previous life's experience, he has chosen the right technique, and the full supply of qi and blood potions is also a key factor.

But the greatest help is the clear spiritual energy in his body.

During these thirteen days, he only slept for two hours a day, and the rest of the time he was squeezing iron sand.

This is absolutely impossible to accomplish on ordinary practitioners.

Not to mention whether the spiritual level can be persisted, but the physical body will definitely not be able to bear it.

The result of hard work is that the energy is exhausted and the spirit is exhausted, and the serious injury is on the spot.

Thanks to the magical effect of Qing Lingqi to relieve fatigue, it greatly relieved his physical fatigue.

So much so that after he successfully broke through the skin refining level, he still had the ability to continue to overcome the level.

But this time, four big iron eggs weighing ten pounds were also operated by him.

He used his spiritual power to drive four large iron balls and kept hitting the key points on the chest, abdomen and shoulder blades.

At the same time, he still maintained the boxing posture of tying the horse with a heavy waist and continued to thrust iron sand.

The qi and blood in the body keep wandering in the body under the movement of internal breathing. Once the qi and blood are invisible, he will supplement the potion.

Under this unconventional extreme practice, on the morning of the 26th, he broke through the second realm of skin refining.

On the night of the 39th, he broke through the three realms of skin refining.
Chapter completed!