A life of meritorious deeds starting from Thunderbolt

Thanks to the system, Jun Moxie and his team from the Northern Territory gained two men, and also captured two criminals with full karma.

Originally, he wanted to take a stroll in the misery, but things happened so suddenly that Jun Moxie had to re-plan his plan.

Now I have two younger brothers, who are always wandering around, and they don't look good no matter what, and there should be two more criminals who need to be imprisoned.

So Jun Moye planned to return to the Southern Wulin first, look for a good place, and establish a base first.

"Hey, where are we going?" Mr. Butterfly, who was in the center of the team, dragged a pair of shackles and asked helplessly, "Can anyone answer me?"

"Don't talk too much, just leave." Huangquan Shuyeji grabbed Butterfly's handcuffs and dragged him forward forcefully.

"Hey, hey, little girl, please slow down. You don't have to pull so hard. I can walk!" Mr. Butterfly was dragged to a staggering position, barely able to stop himself from falling to the ground.

"By the way, I don't know the girl's name yet. I am Lord Butterfly. I live in Yinchuan in the Northern Territory. I am known as the number one killer in the Northern Territory." Lord Butterfly greeted her politely and well.

"My name is Gongsun Yue." Huang Quan Shu Ye Ji said solemnly. She sighed in her heart, the name of Huang Quan Shu Ye Ji has passed away.

"Oh! Gongsun Yue, what a good name!" Mr. Butterfly's eyes suddenly lit up and he praised.

Gongsun Yue glanced at the happy Mr. Butterfly, feeling helpless and curious at the same time, "Now that you have become a prisoner, how can you still be so happy?"

Behind Lord Butterfly and Gongsun Yue, Dongfang Dingli supported Deng Jiuwu and followed the team step by step.

"I didn't expect that the five of us brothers would end up like this." Deng Jiuwu said with a sad expression. He had been walking for several days, and looking at the surrounding environment, he was probably not far from the Central Plains.

When he thought of leaving the Northern Territory, becoming a prisoner, and never seeing the figure who was deeply hidden in his heart, Deng Jiuwu felt despair.

"Second brother, as long as you live, you have a chance for everything." Dongfang Dingli advised from the side.

"Alas..." Deng Jiuwu sighed, feeling so miserable that it was hard to describe.

"Hey! That white bastard in front of you, where are you going to take me!" As he walked, Mr. Butterfly's patience was almost worn out. He had no consciousness of being a prisoner and went straight to the end.

Jun Moxie from the front shouted.

Bang! Bang! As soon as the words were finished, Mr. Butterfly was punched in the stomach and slapped on the back of the head by Gongsun Yue, so much that he almost fell to pieces.

"How dare you insult the Lord, Mr. Butterfly, you are really not afraid of death." Gongsun Yue said, and punched Mr. Butterfly three times.

"..." Jun Moxie turned around and watched calmly as Gongsun Yue beat Mr. Butterfly. However, this scene was more like "playing" than a beating, and there was no blood.

"Go to the Southern Wulin." Jun Moxie said after Gongsun Yue finished fighting.

"Southern Wulin!?" Mr. Butterfly recovered from the beating, and his color suddenly changed when he heard the name of the place. "If I really want to leave the Northern Territory, what will happen to my family in Yinchuan? Do I want to take advantage of those little thieves?"

"I'm going to build a prison in Nanwulin and put you all in it." Jun Moxie said.

"Ha, if that's the case, then the prison where I, Mr. Butterfly, must be high-end." Mr. Butterfly flipped up his hair, looking extremely coquettish.

"Don't worry, you will definitely be satisfied by then." Jun Moxie smiled nonchalantly.

…

After going around in circles, Jun Moxie returned to the Central Plains again. But this time besides Ah Lian, there were four more people around him.

"Big news! Big news! Someone is going to duel to kill each other!"

"Oh! Who is it? Do you have a name?"

"It's a sword that can lead to thousands of lives!"

"Wow! It's the innate expert with swords!"

"Who is so capable? Dare to challenge him?"

"I heard that he is a young boy named Ye Xiaochai. He has no reputation at all. It seems that he is another person who wants to fight for his position."

"When? Where? We just go to see the excitement."

"Three days later, at Fengyuping on Feiming Mountain..."

Not long after entering the Central Plains, a piece of news about the current boom in the martial arts world in the Central Plains reached Jun Moxie's ears.

"A sword of ten thousand lives, Ye Xiaochai..." Jun Moxie thought thoughtfully. If Ye Xiaochai can survive until Emperor Qi Tian comes to the plight, then he will probably not be able to lose this duel.

But that day at Tiannan Mountain, Jun Moxie saw that Yi Jian Wansheng had an innate-level cultivation level, and Ye Xiaochai's cultivation level... should not be mentioned.

It's only been a year and a half since we last parted ways. What kind of skills does this half-hunchback have that can allow a person to be as good as an innate master in this short period of time?

"Let's go to Fengyuping and take a look at this duel." Jun Moxie felt a strong interest in his heart.

"..." Ah Lian and others naturally didn't have any objections and just obeyed Jun Moxie's instructions.

…

Three days later, Feiming Mountain in the Central Plains. It is a magical place with constant wind and rain all year round.

But today, the perennial rain has stopped, leaving only the strong wind on the top of the Howling Mountains.

There are quite a few people who are interested in this duel. After receiving the news, people from the Central Plains martial arts community rushed over one after another, looking forward to what kind of shocking performance Yijian Wansheng, an innate master, would perform.

But on the day of the duel, on the way up the mountain, two young men, a man and a woman, blocked his way. It was said that these two men were followers of the sword-wielding swordsman.

"Anyone who wants to go up the mountain must pass through the two of me first."

On the way up the mountain, many people were already lying down, and many of the people watching were injured.

"Master, what should we do now?" Ah Lian asked from the side.

"I'll go and deal with those two people." Dongfang Dingli grasped the handle of the knife and walked forward.

"Hold on," Jun Moxie stopped him, "I'm just watching the battle. We don't necessarily have to go to Feiming Mountain. There's no need to expend your energy. Come with me."

Jun Moxie then led everyone off the avenue and arrived at the top of a mountain not far from Feiming Mountain.

Although the sound effects here are not as comprehensive as those on site, with Ah Lian and others' cultivation, they can still see clearly. Not to mention Jun Moxie.

At this moment, Feiming Mountain is surrounded by strong winds and dark clouds, as if a heavy rain is about to come.

And on the wind and rain flat on Feiming Mountain, three figures stood.

"The one with white hair and blue robe has a sword that can kill thousands of people, and the one with a red face and a sword on his back has a sword that kills thousands of people. Then the one with a pair of swords on his back is Ye Xiaochai." Gongsun Yue observed intently.

"Yes, Ye Xiaochai now is completely different from the one I saw before." Jun Moxie said seriously.

There is not much improvement in the basic skills of the body, but the inner temperament displayed by Ye Xiaochai at this moment is unique.

Without intention and self, is it an improvement in the realm of martial arts? Jun Moxie already had the answer in his heart.

"here we go!"

On the windy plain, Yi Jian Wansheng communicated with the silent Ye Xiaochai for a moment, and then he was ready to take action.

Yi Jian Wansheng raised his hand, and a flying sword with cold light drew a desolate sword shadow in the air and flew towards Ye Xiaochai.

Just when Ye Xiaochai was about to be pierced by the flying sword, Ye Xiaochai suddenly drew his sword!

The sword light flashed, and the flying sword was knocked away. At the same time, the sword energy went towards Yi Jian Wansheng's face.

Bah! I don’t know why, Yi Jian Wansheng didn’t make any effective defense, but was hit in the face by Ye Xiaochai’s sword.

"This..." Seeing Yi Jian Wansheng's sudden defeat, everyone didn't know what to say.

"What a fast sword!" Dongfang Dingli looked solemn, thinking about how he would deal with Ye Xiaochai if he was facing him.

"This sword Wansheng is too careless." The others sighed one after another.

"Oh, thanks to this sword Wansheng is still an innate, this defeat is really unbearable." Jun Moxie muttered speechlessly, "Tsk, this sword kills ten thousand, I am ashamed to say that an innate person can actually do it with one move.

It was defeated.”

"Okay, no need to look anymore, let's go."