Martial arts become stronger by eating

Picking up the long sword that Hong Renxiong had dropped on the ground, Lin Pingzhi walked forward without saying much.

He grabbed Hong Renxiong's hair with his left hand and lifted it up.

Hong Renxiong hadn't recovered from the previous pain, looking at the man in front of him who seemed to be covered in a layer of black iron, his eyes were a little frightened.

"You... what are you going to do? Speak well if you have something to say, don't touch your hands."

Seeing Lin Pingzhi lift the long sword, Hong Renxiong was scared to pee.

Tears and snot poured out together.

"Heroic man, spare your life, heroic man, spare your life, let me live, I will never dare to be your enemy again."

A smell of urine came from Hong Renxiong's crotch.

Lin Pingzhi let go of his hand in disgust, and took two steps back.

"Why are you so useless? Is the Qingcheng faction full of people like you who are greedy for life and afraid of death?"

Hong Renxiong was a little ashamed, but in order to survive, he didn't even want his face.

"I only hope that the hero can spare the little one's life. From now on, if you let me go east, I will never go west. If you let me chase chickens, I will never chase dogs."

"Stop, stop!" Lin Pingzhi waved his hand.

Although this bastard doesn't know where he learned this kind of nonsense, it doesn't matter.

Most importantly, is it worth it to spare this guy's life?

Lin Pingzhi thought about it on the spot.

What he lacks most now is time.

And killing Hong Renxiong would not do any good except to further anger Yu Canghai.

If you spare his life, it would be great to be an insider for yourself.

But in case...

He lowered his head to look at Hong Renxiong, the murderous intent appeared and disappeared in his eyes.

Hong Renxiong is a fine person, especially between life and death, his intelligence level has improved in a straight line, and he knelt down on the ground immediately, and gave Lin Pingzhi a few heavy head-knocks.

At the same time, he motioned for several juniors to come over together.

"Hero, we have no grievances or enmity with the Fuwei Escort Bureau. We were all assigned by Yu Canghai. We swear to God, if we ever become enemies with you again in the future, we will be struck by thunder and a terrible death."

"I beg the hero to let us live."

"Good man, spare your life!"

...The disciples of the Qingcheng School are all old men.

Seeing that Lin Pingzhi was a little hesitant, each one of them was smashed like a pile driver, and a small hole was knocked out in the ground.

"Humph!"

Lin Pingzhi waved his hand, and the long sword in his hand came out, and it fell straight in front of Hong Renxiong.

"It's not impossible to spare your life, but if I leave Fuwei Escort today, let other people know...Hmph!"

Hong Renxiong answered immediately: "The little one understands, the little one understands! Today's events will never be known to any third party."

Such a shameful thing, Hong Renxiong would not speak out unless he was crazy.

He didn't bother to tell whether this guy was telling the truth or not. He didn't care about a guy who could be killed easily.

Except for Yu Canghai, he didn't pay much attention to the Qingcheng faction.

"I advise you not to seek your own death, Shorty Yu can't save your lives."

Seeing the flash of resentment in Hong Renxiong's eyes, Lin Pingzhi didn't break it, "When my uncles and uncles from the Songshan School arrive, Yu Erzi won't be able to cause any trouble."

The next sentence immediately set off a storm in Hong Renxiong's heart.

Songshan faction!

That is the head of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, the thirteenth Taibao is rampant in the world, and the head Zuo Lengchan is the leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, with his cold and true energy, countless heroes in the world are impressed by it.

Could it be that the Songshan faction already knew about what the Qingcheng faction was planning?

Pulling the tiger skin of the Songshan faction was just to frighten Hong Renxiong and the others, and also to scare Yu Canghai behind them.

As for what effect it would really have, Lin Pingzhi didn't have any hope in his heart.

Of course, don't expect them to play a big role.

As long as you can hold him back for some time, let him develop again.

When he comes out of the mountains with great success in Iron Cloth, let alone Yu Canghai and the dwarfs, even if Zuo Lengchan and Dongfang Bubai come in person, he will have the confidence to fight against them!

He strode towards the direction of the town with great strides.

All the disciples of the Qingcheng School watched helplessly, not daring to move.

It wasn't until Lin Pingzhi's back disappeared from sight that someone said leisurely, "Brother, is this guy really from the Songshan School? But how did he train the iron cloth shirt?"

Snapped!

"Idiots, you have forgotten, isn't the 'iron skin' Tang Ying'e in the Songshan Thirteenth Taibao a master from outsiders?"

Hong Renxiong's eyes were uncertain.

"Whether he is a member of the Songshan faction or not, no one is allowed to spread the word about today's incident."

In the small Fuwei Escort Bureau, there are people from the Songshan faction hidden, this Fuzhou is probably about to change.

Walk on the official road.

Lin Pingzhi flicked the long sword in his hand.

"These disciples of the Qingcheng School are not very strong, but their weapons are much better than those of the Fuwei Escort."

This hundred-refined Qingfeng sword was taken from Hong Renxiong earlier.

Although Hong Renxiong didn't die, losing the long sword given by Shorty Yu was not much better than being dead. At least when he thought of this sword, he would think of the fear of being crushed.

Thinking of the few slaps just now, it turns out that the feeling of slapping someone is so refreshing.

No wonder the protagonists of previous novels liked to slap people.

Moreover, this battle can be regarded as firming up Lin Pingzhi's initial thoughts.

The iron cloth shirt is indeed what he needs now.

If the skill points were added to other martial arts before, it would not be so easy.

After all, the lifting technique can only lighten the body and speed up the movement speed. Although the breathing technique can speed up his cultivation, but with internal strength and no knowledge of moves, he will definitely not be able to beat so many people.

Only iron cloth shirt, invincible defense, pushing all the way.

Not only is it invulnerable, but it can also strengthen its strength.

After walking for about five miles, we came to a road.

At the end of the line of sight, there is an ancient city, paved with bluestones, with a simple and majestic atmosphere, which is very spectacular.

This is the first time that Lin Pingzhi has witnessed the ancient city wall.

There are still many pedestrians entering and leaving the city gate, and many people outside the city are queuing up, waiting to enter the city.

When I came to the gate of the city, I saw two soldiers in uniform guarding the city, collecting the city tax.

Pedestrians on the road saw a sword in Lin Pingzhi's hand, and all of them gave way like avoiding snakes and scorpions.

Lin Pingzhi lost a small coin and was about to enter the city, when a soldier guarding the gate said, "Don't cause trouble after entering the city, don't make things difficult for us."

Lin Pingzhi nodded and walked straight into the city without saying a word.

Passing through the city wall is a lively street.

Pedestrians were like weaving, and all kinds of hawking sounds came to Lin Pingzhi's ears.

"Perm your hair, wash your hair!"

"Candied haws, delicious candied haws!"

"Cloth, smooth silk cloth, look at it!"

...Lin Pingzhi strolled along the street, looking around.

Although the streets are very lively, most of them are related to basic necessities of life, and there is no drugstore that Lin Pingzhi wants.

I thought about it.

Walking to a bun shop, "Boss, there are three meat buns."

"Good Le!"

The owner of the bun shop skillfully wrapped three meat buns and handed them to Lin Pingzhi.

"Brother, where is the pharmacy in this city?"

Nibbled on the steamed stuffed bun, Lin Pingzhi asked with inarticulate lips.

After receiving the change from Lin Pingzhi, the owner of the bun shop said with a smile: "Then you are asking the right person. Go forward from here, about two hundred meters, and the tallest building is the largest pharmacy in the city." .”

"Thank you!"

After waving his hands, Lin Pingzhi walked down the street.

As Lin Pingzhi went deeper, the pedestrians on the street gradually became thinner, only occasionally from the nearby shops, he heard a few clear and crisp iron strikes.

Soon, a three-story wooden building appeared in Lin Pingzhi's eyes.

Looking at the scale, it is indeed much larger than other buildings.

After swallowing the last mouthful of buns, he wiped off the grease and walked in.

The drug boy in the shop was very diligent. Seeing Lin Pingzhi walk in, he immediately stepped forward and asked warmly, "Young man, what do you need?"

Lin Pingzhi glanced around, and all he could see were some common herbs.

"Your pharmacy is so big, don't you have any expensive medicinal materials?"

Yaotong laughed and said: "It seems that what the young man is going to do is a big deal, I'll hire the shopkeeper."

Nod.

Then he watched the drug boy walk up to the stairs and shouted upstairs, "Shopkeeper, shopkeeper, here comes the big business! Come out to pick up customers!"