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Chapter 83 Wine Turns Into A Sword! The Assassin Of The Ming Pavilion Came To Ask Guizong For Advice

Before Li Daozhi opened his mouth.

The eyes of the other Innate Elder all fell on Huaizhi.

He said in his heart: "Xu Elder, do you think you look like the Misty Sect disciple who was wanted by the young Sect Leader just now?"

Xu Elder was taken aback when he heard this.

After looking at Huaizhi, his eyes suddenly changed.

"It really is."

"Now it's our turn to claim credit."

The corners of Zhang Elder's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

He didn't care if the man in the green shirt in front of him caught Huaizhi and came to claim the reward from the Demon Soul Sect.

But now that they have met them first.

This Huaizhi was naturally captured by them!

"I haven't said anything yet, so I'm going to do it now?"

Li Daozhi was still sitting in the Lotus Position, he sipped the fine wine in his hand, and said with a careless expression.

"Just now, this Elder has given you the opportunity to report!"

Zhang Elder's eyes sharpened, and he cast a top-grade Devil Dao Supernatural Power.

A huge white bone claw immediately protruded and grabbed Ji Daozhi.

"Now I'm only a hundred Contribution Points away from being able to exchange for a bottle of Innate Dan. Now, as long as I catch this woman, I can get one thousand Contribution Points."

“Innate Dan is close at hand!”

Zhang Elder was extremely excited.

He has already imagined that he will rely on Innate Dan to break through to the Innate Fifth Stage day, and be promoted from the Outer Sect Elders to the Inner Sect Elders.

"puff!"

The sudden stabbing pain brought Zhang Elder back from fantasy to reality.

He looked down.

A bloody hole was pierced out of Own's chest at some point.

"Well.…"

The dazed Zhang Elder raised his head stiffly.

I saw that own white bones and secluded claws also disappeared.

Only the young man in the blue shirt on the sword was still drinking wine on his own.

"It's so fast, just like last time, I didn't even get a chance to make a move."

Huaizhi behind was dumbfounded.

The two Innates disappeared in the blink of an eye.

I can't even see the slightest movement.

Under Huaizhi's eyes.

Li Daozhi was drinking the Calabash in his hand from the beginning to the end, without even raising his hand.

And not long after the two Innates died.

Several powerful auras flew out from the Demon Soul Sect again.

"That's... the Fourth Elder Nie Gujun of Demon Soul Sect!"

When Huaizhi saw a middle-aged man in black at the head, his complexion suddenly became gloomy and angry.

Among the Demon Soul Sect Devil Cultivators who destroyed his Piao Miao Sect earlier, this person is one of the leaders!

"Dare to kill my Demon Soul Sect Elder, court death!"

Nie Gujun's stern face was full of fierce holy spirit.

Cultivation Base, who was dressed in the Half-step God's Treasure Realm, burst out suddenly.

He rushed towards Li Daozhi brightly.

A quasi-earth-level magic knife appeared in his hand.

The pitch-black blade lingers with infinite death energy, "Go to hell! Blood Devil Saber Technique!"

"Oh, is there another one to die so soon?"

"Forget it, since you people from the Demon Sect want to die so much, then I'll let you do it.

Li Daozhi staggered and stood up, with a drunken smile in his eyes, "Go~."

He raised his left hand slowly.

"Are you stupid to drink?"

Seeing the other party's appearance like this, Nie Gujun secretly said because of his choice.

Immediately, he smiled coldly again, the blood in his pupils glistened, "You will be the one thousandth person who will die under the knife of my Blood Devil~!"

Seeing Senhan's saber light is close at hand.

The wine Calabash in Li Daozhi's hand trembled, and a wisp of clear wine spewed out from the mouth of the gourd immediately.

The scent of wine stretches for ten miles, filling the air.

"Wow~."

I saw that this wisp of wine flowed and deformed, and then turned into a small sword and flew away.

"boom!"

Sparks flew out.

"What?!"

Under Nie Gujun's horrified gaze.

The magic knife in his hand was blown away by this Flying Sword condensed from wine.

"Pfft~!"

A bloody head flew high.

"Four, four Elder dead???"

The several Innate Elders in the rear had sharp eyes and were so stunned that their eyes almost popped out.

Four Elder's strength is obvious to all Demon Soul Sect.

It is the first Innate under the real Demon Soul Sect Shenzang!

But the Four Elders who were expected to break through to the Divine Hidden Realm within ten years were now dying in front of them.

"Fourth Elder is a half step god, why doesn't he even have a single enemy? Could it be that this person is..."

The word "Shenzang" was about to blurt out.

The man's throat was sealed with a sword.

Seeing this, the other three Innate Elders wanted to run away.

They were also beheaded in mid-air within a few seconds.

"...Nie Gujun, known as the bloodthirsty sword demon in the Xuanshui world, just died like this..."

Huaizhi, who stood behind watching this scene from the beginning to the end, also stood there blankly.

Although she guessed that the person in the Fate Pavilion had the strength of the Divine Hidden Realm, she did not expect that the other party's methods were so miraculous.

With a sip of wine turned into a sword, I killed a Half step Kagami and so many Innates in one go???

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have believed it.

at the same time.

Inside the Demon Soul Sect.

In a magnificent magic palace.

Mu Qianjue, who was half naked, let out a long breath.

A pair of scarlet beast-like pupils gradually returned to their original state.

He looked at the several human cauldron female corpses that had turned into mummified corpses, and said coldly: "The souls of these blood slaves are too weak, and they are not enough for me to train and cast this ten thousand soul demon body~.

He needs a more perfect Human Cauldron!

For example, the one who escaped from Piaomiaomen (De Nuohao) earlier!

"It's really trash, a dignified Innate realm, even a trash from Yunling Realm can be planted.

Mu Qian couldn't help scolding angrily.

What he was referring to was naturally Wang Xingjiang whose fate card had been broken.

"If it weren't for the fact that I can't move around at will now, the guy at the floating door would have already been breathing in my heart."

Thinking of this, Mu Qianjue frowned.

He couldn't help but secretly said, "Father, it's true, a majestic God of the Fourth Stage of the Tibetan Realm, he is more cautious than me. The Ming Pavilion has disappeared for more than half a month and hasn't appeared since then. It must be because of enmity with the Crane Sect. Might have left already..."

"Li Daozhi, the second-class killer of Mingge Xuan, come to ask your noble sect for advice~!"

A burst of thunder-like booming sound suddenly reverberated throughout the Demon Soul Sect.

"Fate Pavilion?!"

Mu Qianjue's complexion suddenly turned pale, and he hurried out of the palace. .

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