Sheng Shi said, "Forget it, I won't kill you, you can go."

"Thank you for not killing me." Wang Qiang kowtowed three times in excitement, and a trace of sinister and obscure light flashed across the corner of his eyes.

Shengshi pretended not to see it and let him get up.

"Wang Qiang, you have lost your face to the Wang family. What is your face to survive?" Wang Ruan said sternly.

"Wang Ruan, if you miss, you will die by yourself. I won't accompany you. Wang Laohu's villain left us to escape by himself and left us as scapegoats. He didn't expect that Xiaoyuelang would all chase him."

"The young master said that he wanted to lead Xiaoyuelang away, and he did it. The young master is an alchemist with a noble status. As long as the young master is fine, what's the harm even if we sacrifice us?" Wang Ruan said, "You and I have received the kindness of our family. How dare you insult the young master? You and I are so ruthless."

"Wang Laohu is greedy for life and afraid of death, and is an absolute bastard." Wang Qiang said angrily, "He knew that Young Master Shengshi was waiting for the opportunity nearby, but he was afraid that he would lose his life after being injured. So he left us to escape. How could such a bastard be worth my life for him? It is not worth dying for him."

"Okay, very good. Haha..." Wang Ruan laughed furiously. He forced his spiritual power to condense, and blood gushed in his wounds, but he resolutely raised the long sword in his hand, "The rebels and beggars for life will die!"

"Why do you kill me?" Wang Qiang roared in fear, "I'm not afraid of you."

"I didn't let you die, but I let you die!" Wang Ruan was determined to stab a sword, and the long sword pierced into Wang Qiang's heart with a sorrowful whimper.

Unwilling to be, fear, and regret, everything is irreversible, and Wang Qiang's breath of life silently dissipated in the darkness of the night.

"Do it!" Wang Ruan said calmly, "This is my last blow. It was originally left to you, but this scum must die. Those who practice Taoism, life and death are determined by heaven. I am not wronged to die in your hands. It's just a pity that I can't erase you, a genius. The Wang family's aura must be destroyed in your hands. But please leave a glimmer of life for ordinary people in the Wang family in the future, otherwise I will not let you go if I become a ghost. Haha..."

"Precaution yourself first. I will kill you in a blatant manner." Sheng Shi blasted a pill into Wang Ruan's mouth.

"See you on the ring." Wang Ruan was not polite, swallowed the pills, forced herself to walk into the darkness.

He ignored Wang Ruan and let him leave.

Xiaoyue Wolf's corpse is a good thing, sharp claws, fur, and even animal meat are rare goods purchased at high prices in the market.

When the prosperous era split the heads of ten roaring moon wolves, they discovered a wind-type beast core.

"If you make a lot of money, this beast core can earn nearly 3,000 gold coins, plus the corpse is nearly 5,000 gold coins in total." Shengshi said happily.

"You are short-sighted, are you short-lived?" said Elder Ling disdainfully, "Your gold coins in your spiritual ring are almost full. You made a big profit at the last auction."

"Do you think there is too much money?" Sheng Shi said, "With you, the greedy master, there is not enough gold coins. The auction was a big deal. If you buy less than ten third-grade pills for too many gold coins, you still think the level is low. Then I beg Miss Ruoli for a long time before she agreed to get it. If you look at my spiritual ring, there is no more gold coins. Of course, except for the one I was moved just now."

"Haha, I forgot about this." Old Ling said embarrassedly, "Who made you so poor in qualifications? If you can refine third-grade elixirs, why should you spend money in vain?"

"Blame me." Sheng Shi shrugged helplessly.

"Haha... the gift I gave you to your master has arrived." Old Ling said slyly, "I will pass this level first."

"I'll go, what's the situation?" Sheng Shi looked at the three-headed roaring wolf gradually, and sweated coldly, "This is a life of death. Master, saving your life is important, I'll withdraw first."

Elder Ling appeared, looked at Shengshi with a smile, and said, "Whatever you want, run away, you can't go much stronger than Wang Qiang who begs for mercy."

"I'm not fooled, Feng Yin!"

"I'm going, what's the matter? I'm not going to be a joke. Master, I didn't even run out after you made trouble."

The prosperous times jumped around unwillingly, which made Xiaoyuelang very surprised and dared not attack rashly.

"Don't work hard, you can't escape." Old Ling smiled and said, "With me here, you can't fight hard. Don't worry, as long as you let go, your martial arts will be normal. As long as you want to escape, you can only jump around like this."

"Unscrupulous Master, you are trying to force me to death." Sheng Shi said helplessly, "When people are under the short eaves, they have to bow their heads. I have made a desperate effort."

Shengshi's long sword in his hand, shouting, "Beast, be ready to die!"

Elder Ling waved his hand, and the three roaring moon wolves were imprisoned in place.

"Come one by one, the night is long, Master drinks a little wine and roasts the fire." As Mr. Ling said, a wine pot appeared in his hand, and the almost burnt bonfire suddenly shone brightly, illuminating the surrounding ten feet as if it was facing the day.

Old Ling nodded with satisfaction and said, "It's time to start. Throw the sword, first the palm and then the punch, and finally use the sword."

"Abide by the teacher's order." Sheng Shi inserted his sword on the ground, his hands turned into fists, and said, "Master, I have always wanted to ask if there is any other name for the Nine Styles of Overlords I practiced, which is so old-fashioned."

"Haha, this is a set of yellow-grade martial arts. The level is too low and can only be used for you to use the innate realm. As for the name, what you want to call it, don't delay time with such a problem, it's all in vain."

Old Master Ling waved his hand, and a roaring wolf broke free from the imprisonment and rushed towards Shengshi in anger.

"Oh, Master, I haven't warmed up yet." Sheng Shi shouted and avoided the attack of Xiaoyue Wolf.

"Just get used to it." Mr. Ling said with a smile.

"Breaking the Sky Palm." Shengshi slapped his palm with all his strength.

"I've been beaten by mistake. Xiaoyue Wolf is a wind-type spirit beast. Pay attention to the rhythm and come again." Old Ling said with a sip of wine, "It is cunning and difficult to deal with. You have to predict the direction of his attack."

"Breaking the Sky Palm."

"Breaking the Earth Palm."

"Break the void."

...

After nearly a hundred rounds, Sheng Shi's clothes had been scratched and blood was oozing out of his arms and legs.

"Master, why did he slap so many palms? It's still alive." Shengshi gasped in a big mouthful of breath. He grabbed a few Qi-replenishing pills and stuffed them into his mouth, "Master, I'm almost exhausted."

"Continue, I just saw something." said Mr. Ling.

"Fight, beat, beat..."

...

It has been hundreds of rounds, and one after another in the prosperous era has swallowed Qi-replenishing pills.

The spiritual power in the body is hollowed out again and again, and reborn again and again.

Spiritual power is compressed from more to less, from existence to none, and condensed again and again.

He became more and more skillful in boxing, and every punch was printed on Xiaoyuelang.
Chapter completed!