Beiyin Great Sage

Mountain climbing: perfect.

The movement speed is increased by 5%, and the physical damage caused by complex mountainous terrain is gradually reduced by 5%.

Mountain climbing in the perfect state seems to have more than the above two benefits. At least when moving, the sound made is smaller than ordinary people.

Under night.

Zhou Yi is like a hunter hiding in the night, following a group of people, dragging someone into the darkness silently every time he makes a move.

"Um?"

One person frowned slightly, as if he noticed something was wrong. He glanced left and right, and his face immediately changed color.

next moment.

A big hand stretched out from the darkness, covering his mouth that was about to scream, and then the cold blade was placed across his throat.

The strength of the palm was so strong that the scream was suppressed in the throat.

The blade pressed down and slowly cut into the throat. The blood slid down the blade and flowed on the clothes, and the struggle became weaker and weaker.

When there was no more sound, Zhou Yifang released his palm and continued to pounce on the next person.

The night is dark and murderous intentions are hidden.

…………

"Here we are, this is it."

Ma Gong stretched out his hand and said in a muffled voice:

"Be careful. Although Zhou Yi was a refugee two years ago, Brother Chen's strength in leather refining is no less than mine, but he failed here."

"It must have been a plot." He Fang said:

"In two years, at most the blood exchange will be complete, and it will be impossible to kill a skin-refining warrior head-on."

"Um."

Ma Gong nodded.

He thought so too.

But caution was his style.

And because of the relationship between the Lin family, the Red Lotus Sect had little penetration into Kunshan City, so they ultimately chose to rely on the power of the Giant Whale Gang.

"Meng Jian." He Fang gestured to the person beside him:

"Go in and have a look."

"yes!"

The man named Meng Jian was also a skin-refining warrior. He was holding two short spears. He nodded when he heard the words, took two steps forward and jumped into the small courtyard.

The voice came from inside immediately:

"Sister Fang, no one has lived here for a long time."

"oh!"

He Fang raised his eyebrows and waved his hand to signal others to follow.

"Uh-huh!"

She and Ma Gong jumped into the small courtyard one after the other, scanning the whole place in the dim night.

"It's overgrown with weeds. It's true that no one has lived here for a while. It seems that the owner here is even more suspicious. Otherwise, there is no reason to leave."

"Um."

Ma Gong nodded, looked around, his expression suddenly changed, and his body became even more tense:

"wrong!"

"What's wrong?"

He Fang and Meng Jian looked sideways.

"Where are the others?" Even in the dark night, the paleness of Ma Gong's face was clearly identifiable. The corners of his eyes twitched and he gritted his teeth and said:

"How many people were there at the beginning?"

"eleven……"

As soon as He Fang's voice fell, her beautiful eyes shrank instantly:

"Six people missing!"

"Two dogs!"

"black Wolf!"

"..."

Meng Jian tried to shout twice, but only a few barks were heard in response. The six people who came together suddenly disappeared without realizing it.

"You two."

He Fang gritted her silver teeth and growled at the remaining two people:

"Go out and have a look!"

The strange situation made the remaining two people panic, but they were frightened by the other party's power and did not dare to resist. They nodded and walked towards the courtyard wall cautiously.

The two of them turned over one after another, and then there was a strange sound.

"who?"

He Fang shouted loudly and jumped over the courtyard wall. A soft sword appeared in mid-air in her hand, and the light of the sword shone brightly.

Meng Jian and Ma Gong followed closely and jumped out.

The three of them landed on the ground one after another, and what they saw were two corpses.

In just the blink of an eye, two of the giant whale gang members, who were considered to be extremely skilled, were killed.

"who?"

Meng Jian blocked He Fang with a gun and roared loudly:

"come out!"

"Woof woof..."

"Woof!"

Dogs barked one after another, and subtle rustling sounds came from some courtyards, obviously hearing the movement here.

"Why so loud?"

In the darkness, a figure walked out slowly, shook his head and said:

"Others still have to go to work tomorrow. If you yell and disturb people's peace in the middle of the night, where has your public morality gone?"

"Who are you?" He Fang held a soft sword and said with cautious eyes.

"You dare to offend the Giant Whale Gang, do you know what the consequences will be?"

"Heh..." Zhou Yi hummed softly and waved the long knife in his hand:

"I was about to ask for advice!"

"Zhou Yi?" Ma Gong said in a deep voice:

"Is that you?"

"Yes or no, it's meaningless now." Zhou Yi smiled lightly:

"Three of you, you might as well take action!"

He stood with a knife in his hand, his posture was loose and his expression was relaxed. At first glance, he was full of flaws, but for some reason people didn't dare to act rashly.

knife!

Ma Gong's eyes narrowed and he looked at the long knife in Zhou Yi's hand.

He found that no matter how Zhou Yi moved, the blade did not move at all, and even the flow of energy and blood seemed to be suppressed.

There are many masters in the Red Lotus Sect, and naturally there are many masters of swordsmanship among them, but there are only a few who can do this.

Even the Master of Red Thread Incense, who has a perfect cultivation base of viscera refining, can’t do it!

"careful."

Ma Gong whispered:

"This man's sword skills are very strong!"

When He Fang and Meng Jian heard this, their hearts tightened.

"Meng Jian!"

"yes."

Meng Jian took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes, and slowly approached with a gun in his hand.

The spear is the king of all weapons and the thief of all soldiers. It is powerful, fast and versatile in fighting with people, making it difficult for people to guard against it.

Double guns even more so!

The short spear in Meng Jian's hand was no more than three inches long. It had a sharp blade with a red tassel on it. He swung the spear tip and pierced it out of the red tassel.

"Uh-huh!"

The gun goes with the person.

In line with the pace, it was clearly a straight thrust, but suddenly it turned into a direct hit to the waist and ribs. The two guns connected in a row, making it even more difficult to predict and resist.

Meng Jian, who was successful in leather refining, relied on this pistol technique to maintain an unshakable position beside He Dong.

"Ding……"

"when!"

There was a crash.

Although Zhou Yi, who was holding a knife in his hand, still had a green face, his sword skills were frighteningly sophisticated. He stopped the incoming short spear with a flash of the knife.

The sword trembled, and the refined spear style instantly appeared unstable.

Three moves!

Both are skin refiners, and even though their cultivation levels are not much different, he is sure to kill his opponent on the spot within three moves!

But besides Meng Jian, there were two other people on the field.

"Crash..."

Ma Gong has always been cautious, but once he makes a decision, he can instantly abandon distracting thoughts, go all out, and attack faster than He Fang.

Red Lotus Palm!

The industry is on fire!

When he raised his palm, Ma Gong's hands turned red, and his move was as sharp as a crossbow in the wind. He stepped over the land that was ten feet long.

"Peng!"

The palm force actually caused an explosion to be heard in the void.

Leather refining is complete!

No one thought that Ma Gong, who had always been silent and had no sense of presence in the church, would actually have the cultivation level to refine his internal organs.

The palm technique is also so good.

The timing of the palm strike was chosen just right. The force of the palm struck directly at the point where Zhou Yi should release his force after drawing the sword, and the move hit the key point.

"interesting."

Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows.

This opponent was indeed unexpected.

At the moment, he could only give up the pursuit of Meng Jian for the time being, and raised the long knife back, slashing towards both palms.

Swordsmanship has moves, and movement has inertia. Not to mention ordinary people, even warriors have difficulty in changing moves in an emergency, but he can.

The nearly perfect Splitting Wind Sword Technique is no longer limited to moves, each move is completely natural.

even.

Even a martial arts master here would not be able to recognize the sword technique Zhou Yi performed, and would only be amazed at the wonder of the sword movement.

Ma Gong's heart trembled, and his palm movements had to stop.

"Zheng!"

At this time.

He Fang stood up and drew his sword.

The returning wind blows in the willows!

The sword is like a breeze and as strong as a silk ribbon. The soft sword suddenly comes out and wraps around Zhou Yi's wrist. The sword technique is like a smart and poisonous snake, ready to go.

Unlike the other two.

Apart from protecting his cheeks, He Fang opened his middle door wide and did not defend himself at all. Therefore, the attack was the most violent among the three.

"Crash..."

The sound of armor clashing made Zhou Yi raise his eyebrows.

A stomach!

He Fang was actually wearing soft armor, no wonder he was so bold!

"superior!"

Ma Gong became energetic for a while and raised his palm to wave again.

Meng Jian said nothing and stabbed with his spear.

Even Meng Jian, who has the lowest level of cultivation among the three, is also an expert in skin refining. He has experienced hundreds of battles and harvested countless lives with a spear.

Ma Gong is hidden, and He Fang is wearing soft armor.

This time they join forces, even if they face Zang-refining warriors, they will still be able to fight!

The soft swords, short spears, and red lotus blood palms intertwined with each other, almost forming a large net, trapping the figures inside.

"good!"

Zhou Yi's eyes lit up and his body moved forward instead of retreating.

The bright sword light suddenly appeared, and the biting ice went straight into the heart and spleen. Under the light of the sword, the three people's cooperation was as ridiculous as children's play.

After all, the three of them are not one person, and there are flaws everywhere where the sword points.

Suffer!

not good!

Ma Gong and the others' hearts were beating wildly, and the first one to react was He Fang, a woman.

"ah!"

She screamed in surprise, growling in her mouth, and moved forward instead of retreating. She danced wildly with her soft sword, facing the oncoming sword light and ramming straight into it.

She wanted to give it a try to see if the armor and stomach on her body were strong enough.

And she knew very well that some people would not ignore death.

"Sister Fang, no!"

Meng Jian's expression changed greatly. He couldn't care about anything else at the moment and charged forward with a gun. He had been in love with He Fang for a long time and subconsciously wanted to protect her with his life. He was indeed a caring person.

Ma Gong's eyes flickered, but he was the only one among the three who chose to retreat.

"Uh-huh!"

The sharp sword light flashed in the eyes, and the cold and ferocious aura instantly shattered the interception, which also reflected the frightened eyes.

Under the light of the sword, all resistance seemed powerless.

"puff!"

In the middle of his breath, Meng Jian's heart was torn apart and he flew backwards; He Fang's body rushed forward, running several feet before stumbling to the bottom, and her beautiful head rolled down from her neck.

Ma Gong, who had just turned around and wanted to escape, was also penetrated by the flying long knife in his waist. He struggled to resist, but a palm collided with it head-on.

Stone thrower: Dacheng.

Split hanging style!

"Peng!"

Ma Gong's body swayed, blood surged from the corner of his mouth, and he staggered to the ground, his eyes full of unwillingness and doubt.

How can it be?

Who is he?

"call……"

Zhou Yi exhaled slightly, and the murderous intent slowly disappeared from his eyes.

As early as when there were only three people left, the outcome was already decided. Thanks to the fairy mushroom soup, in just a few months, he had succeeded in refining the skin.

Refining the internal organs is just around the corner.

The progress is so fast, not only because the magic mushroom soup is amazingly effective, but also because Dingyang Zhuang has made further progress during this period and has reached the level of mastery.

The Dingyang Stake that mastered the realm greatly increased the speed at which he could absorb medicinal power.

nowadays……

Leather Refining (89/100)

I'm afraid Ma Gong's cultivation level is nothing more than this.

"Um?"

Sensing something, Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows, and the sea of ​​consciousness light curtain emerged.

There are not many other changes, except for the "Splitting Wind Knife Technique" column. The Dacheng data behind it has disappeared and has been transformed into the word "Perfection".

Splitting the Wind Knife Technique: Perfection!

The power of the sword is increased by 5%, the speed of the sword is increased by 7%, and the speed of sword technique comprehension is increased by 8% (the speed of sword technique comprehension of the same type is doubled).

At the same time, countless insights about the Splitting Wind Sword Technique naturally came to mind.

"Uh-huh!"

Zhou Yi held the knife in his hand, the light of the knife flashed in the air, and a shallow crack suddenly appeared on the wall outside Mi Xu in front of the tip of the knife.

Can the wind of a sword also kill people?

This is a technique that can only be used by marrow refining warriors!

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"call……"

A cold wind blew through, and snow fell all over the fields.

He Dong opened the car curtain and reached out to catch a snowflake. His eyes were leisurely, like a wise man who had seen all the joys, sorrows and joys of life, and he murmured:

"Snowing."

"Yes." Yang Wu rode his horse to the side and said:

"Congratulations, Director, it's snowy and the roads are slippery, especially the mountain roads. It's getting late. How about we rest in the courtyard at the foot of the mountain today?"

"You can't make mistakes when worshiping Buddha." He Dong clasped his hands together and said:

"If the snow is not heavy, try to go up the mountain as much as possible."

"This..." Yang Wu raised his head, glanced at the growing snow, and shook his head slightly:

"I'm afraid it won't work."

"It's okay for three or five people to go up the mountain. With so many people carrying sedans and burning incense, I'm afraid they will miss the time even if they go up the mountain."

He Dong's face darkened, his eyes showing coldness.

But he shook his head again in a flash:

"That's all. Today is the day to worship the Buddha. Don't get angry. Then rest at the foot of the mountain. All the things to worship the Buddha are ready."

"yes."

Yang Wu breathed a sigh of relief, nodded in agreement, and rode forward. At the same time, he passed the news to others, which also attracted low cheers.

This kind of mountain in the sky means suffering for them.

"drive!"

"drive……"

The carriages and horses rolled straight towards Yinquan Mountain.

There is a temple on the mountain and a courtyard at the foot of the mountain.

The courtyard is also a temporary residence for people who go up the mountain to worship Buddha. In this kind of weather, there are only two people in the courtyard, only He Dong and his party are stationed in the hospital.

More than 20 people were busy, and they stopped after a while.

"I don't know why it's so troublesome to be in charge of Buddha worship? Candles, incense, and dust whisks are understandable, but mirrors are required?"

"Shh..."

Someone whispered:

"Silence!"

"Don't talk nonsense. Worshiping the Buddha is very important to the supervisor. Some people were beaten to death for saying too much."

"ah!"

The man who had just complained turned pale immediately.

"You don't understand." Someone squatted under the eaves and smoked a dry pipe and said:

"The supervisor was very depressed when he was young, but later he met a noble person and became powerful. Since then, he has had the habit of worshiping Buddha."

"For so many years, the supervisor has never missed the day to worship the Buddha. Even if he doesn't go to the mountain, he still finds a quiet room to worship the Buddha."

"I see."

Everyone looked surprised.

"Everyone get up!" a roar sounded:

"What are you doing? There's nothing serious to do. Let's go and walk around. Be careful of someone trying to assassinate the supervisor!"

"Who would commit an assassination in this kind of weather and at this time?" Some people were speechless, but under the urging of the guards, they stood up one by one.

Don't think that Director He is compassionate just because he is tireless in worshiping the Buddha.

Quite the opposite.

Everyone knows that Director He likes to use severe punishment and punishes his subordinates the most.

Everyone dispersed and stood guard around the manor. The cold wind was biting and sleepiness was rising, and their attitude was inevitably a little loose.

"puff!"

Amidst the flying snow, a hidden arrow suddenly shot out.

The arrow penetrated the throat, bringing out a stream of blood. The body of the man hit by the arrow froze, his eyes showed despair, and his body slowly fell down.

"Uh-huh!"

A man jumped out of the snow, held his body, and slowly placed it on the ground. He then waved slightly to the back, pulled out the dagger from his waist, and silently rushed forward.

rear.

One after another, figures appeared one after another and rushed towards the courtyard.