Jiuyang Juemai

"Although gold can defeat wood, let me see if your flying sword can defeat my wooden stick!" Ling Luoyu flipped his hand, and a dark wooden stick appeared in his hand. Ling Luoyu raised the wooden stick and hit it Throw it at the flying sword Qingming.

There are no moves at all, and there are no other attributes attached to it. Even if Ling Luoyu wants to attach some power of Jiuyang real fire to it, it can't be attached at all. The wooden stick is not only very hard, but also devours all kinds of fire power Even more terrifying.

It was just such a simple smash. If there is any difference, it is that his speed is extremely fast.

"Using a wooden stick to block my mid-level magic weapon Feijian Qingming, that's pure courting death!" The old man surnamed Chen snorted coldly, smiled contemptuously, squeezed the formula in his hand, and pointed at Feijian Qingming Go, the flying sword Qingming suddenly became brighter, and the speed became a little faster.

This move, the middle-aged man surnamed Chen can be said to have gone all out, without the slightest reservation.

"Puchi!" The wooden stick made a muffled sound when it came into contact with Feijian Qingming, but it didn't kill anyone as the middle-aged man surnamed Chen thought.

"How could this be?" The middle-aged man surnamed Chen was trembling violently, a few traces of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and even the figure suspended in mid-air seemed to be crumbling.

The natal magic weapon he was proud of, Feijian Qingming, was thrown dozens of feet away by the inconspicuous wooden stick in Ling Luoyu's hand, and fell to the ground with a "bang". The entire blade of the sword has been dimmed, and even if it has not been scrapped, it has been severely damaged. If it is to be repaired, it cannot be completed in a year or two.

The natal flying sword was wounded, and the middle-aged man surnamed Chen had a hard time. Under that blow, his spiritual consciousness that had been integrated into Qingming was also scattered and disappeared without a trace. It was Feijian who hit Feijian, but because Feijian Qingming had his own spiritual consciousness attached to him, the stick seemed to hit the old man surnamed Chen himself in the heart.

"Die!" Without Qing Ming's restraint, and the middle-aged man surnamed Chen stopped on the spot, only a few hundred feet away, Ling Luoyu could be said to have arrived in the blink of an eye, leaping high, Ling Luoyu hit Chen with a blow to the head The middle-aged man with the surname smashed away.

"Not good!" The middle-aged man surnamed Chen yelled in shock, flipped his hand, and a shiny golden shield appeared out of thin air, facing the big stick that was thrown at him.

This shield is a magic weapon for the middle-aged man surnamed Chen to save his life. It is even higher in grade than Feijian Qingming. The old man surnamed Chen chose Qingming instead of it when he was choosing his talisman.

In these years of battles, many times when his life was hanging by a thread, he relied on the shield to escape. This shield, the middle-aged man surnamed Chen, gave him a name called - Bupo, these hundreds of Over the years, Bupo has never disappointed the middle-aged man surnamed Chen, and indeed he has never been breached.

If it was pure physical strength, Ling Luoyu might be a little bit stronger than Pan Wu. There is no way to estimate the strength of this stick.

When the stick hit the shield of the middle-aged man surnamed Chen, he seemed to regard the shield as nothing, and went straight through it. Breaking through the shackles of space, it appeared on the other side of the shield in such a strange way.

"My life is over!" The middle-aged man surnamed Chen stared dumbfounded at this strange scene, and then his eyes went dark, and his whole body was smashed into a pulp by that stick.

"This wooden stick is really a good thing! It just so happens that I still lack a handy weapon, so I will use it from now on!" Although Ling Luoyu knew that this wooden stick was really mysterious, he did not expect to use it to hit people There is such a great power, I can't help but feel ecstatic when I see it.

"It's just a pity. Since I entered that mysterious space last time, I have entered it a few times, but there is nothing inside, nothing left!" Ling Luoyu touched the mysterious wooden stick lightly. He sighed lightly.

Sweeping away the middle-aged man surnamed Chen who was already dead and couldn't die anymore, Ling Luoyu put away the storage utensils on his body, the mirror, Feijian Qingming, and flew towards Pan Wu.

It's just a few disciples of the Chi Yanzong who were at the alchemy and golden elixir stage. In the hands of Pan Wu, who was at the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, they didn't even have the power to fight back!Coupled with the fact that several people were trapped in the net on the day Ling Luoyu sacrificed, it was even more difficult for those few Chi Yanzong disciples to escape, and they were quickly slaughtered by Pan Wu.

"Master, where are we going next?" Pan Wu asked Ling Luoyu excitedly after packing up his loot.

"Killed two middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivators! The Scarlet Flame Sect will definitely not let this go, they will either not come, if someone else comes, it must be a monk with a higher level than the mid-stage Nascent Soul, and may even be a monk at the separation and reunion stage, absolutely Don’t be petty! If it wasn’t for the map of Mu, perhaps retreating would be the best choice for us now!” Sighing, Ling Luoyu said worriedly, “For the present, we’d better go back to Qingxi Town first. Let's see if there is any news from Chen Junlong!"

"Cultivator at separation and reunion stage? If the one who comes again is really a monk at separation and reunion stage, it will be really difficult for us to win!" Pan Wu nodded, thinking that it would be extremely difficult for him to deal with the mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator of the same level, he couldn't help but gasp Take a breath.

"Let's go!"

Ling Luoyu and the two rushed straight into the sky, turning into two rays of light, blue and red, and flew towards Qingxi Town!

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Xiliang County, Valley of Death, the main hall of Chi Yanzong.

Hong Mantang frowned, sat upright at the head of the hall, glanced at the senior members of the Chiyan Sect on both sides, and said: "Everyone must know about the matter of Junior Brother Chen and Junior Sister Sun. Immortal cultivators from outside, even I, the elder of Chi Yanzong, have already lost two, what do you all think!"

At the moment when the middle-aged man surnamed Chen and Sun Sanniang died, because of the ever-burning lamp, Hong Mantang instantly knew the news that they had been lost. Perhaps, Hong Mantang could ignore the death of disciples in the alchemy stage. , but it was two younger juniors and younger sisters in the mid-Yuanying period who died, but Hong Mantang had to pay attention to it.

An old man in a yellow shirt stood up, clasped his fists slightly, and said: "Master, as far as I know, because of the spirit-gathering enchantment, monks from other places are far inferior to my Daqin, even the monks in the Golden Core Stage There are very few people who can kill my two middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivators from the Scarlet Flame Sect, they will definitely not be ordinary people! Is there something else wrong with it? The suzerain should be more careful! Don’t be defeated one by one!"

"Senior Brother Wang, don't forget that apart from me, Daqin, overseas monks have not been affected by the spirit-gathering enchantment at all. I heard that the two monks came from the sea. Maybe they are from overseas? In our Scarlet Flame Sect How can we bear to kill people from my Scarlet Flame Sect within the scope of my life! I think the head of the sect should kill one and respect one hundred, and we must not let the world underestimate my Scarlet Yanzong!" The one who spoke was a childish face The old man in the yellow shirt contemptuously glanced at the old man in the yellow shirt, and the eyes of the old man with white hair and childlike face gleamed fiercely.

"I think Senior Brother Wang is right!"

"Wrong, I think we should listen to Senior Brother Tong..."

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That Senior Brother Tong was the old man with the white hair and youthful face, and the people in the hall were divided into two factions, one group supported Senior Brother Tong and resolutely killed the two foreign monks, and the other group supported Senior Brother Na Wang, thinking that the most important thing to do was to seize it first. That hidden key is the truth.

"Please learn from the master!" Although the two factions are constantly arguing, the final decision is still in the hands of Hong Mantang.

"The strength of the opponent's cultivation base is unknown. They can kill Junior Brother Chen and Junior Sister Sun. Those two foreign monks are at least in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. It is only possible for monks above the separation period! However, everyone knows how many monks above the separation period of our entire Scarlet Yanzong. It's an eventful time, and I don't want to make any accidents happen, let the two foreign monks let him go for a while!" Hong Mantang pondered for a while, and said slowly.

"But head, if this is the case, what is the majesty of our Scarlet Yanzong? Everyone in the world will think that we are afraid of those two foreign monks!" Senior Brother Tong seemed very dissatisfied with Hong Mantang's decision, and retorted on the spot.

"Bold! You dare to disobey the order of the head, but you still remember the rules of the door..."

"Since the head of the sect has made such a decision, then Tong can only obey orders!" With such a big hat on the senior brother Tong's head, he could only shake his head and step aside.

"Okay, let's make a decision like this. It's the right way to think about how to get the secret key into your hands first. If you want to deal with those two foreign monks, there will be plenty of time in the future!" Hong Mantang swept the audience majestically, He snorted coldly. Obviously, he was also slightly dissatisfied with his decision being refuted on the spot.

"You don't have anything else to do, so go back first! Take care of the things in your hands first. As for the secret key, I am determined to obtain it. I will never allow the slightest mistake!" Waving his hand, Hong Mantang said coldly.