I conquer the immortal with my strength

Yan Qilin glanced at the headless corpse lying in a pool of blood, and his expression changed slightly.

But when he raised his head again and saw clearly the cultivation levels of Lu Ziying, Xia Daoming and others, he couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Soon, Yan Qilin's eyes returned to the spirit stone held in Lu Ziying's hand, revealing a greedy and fiery look.

"No problem, Sister Yan Li, I'll help you kill this ugly woman first, but I want to share half of what she has on her." Yan Qilin replied.

"Okay, okay, get rid of this woman as soon as possible!" Yan Li replied impatiently, then stared at Xia Daoming with burning hatred, his face was twisted, and he said extremely ferociously: "Boy, I don't I will kill you directly, and I will cut off your flesh piece by piece to satisfy the hatred in my heart!"

Xia Daoming looked at Yan Li's ferocious old face and sighed secretly.

It seems that you have to expose yourself a little more!

Sighing in his heart, Xia Daoming said: "I won't be as ruthless as you, I will just give you a pleasure with one knife!"

"Haha, you are just a ninth-grade grandmaster, you are worthy of saying this. I am standing here to kill you, and I can't kill you!" Yan Li laughed wildly after hearing this.

She was a dignified sixth-level qi-refining monk with a magic weapon in hand. When facing a fourth-level qi-refining monk and a ninth-level martial arts master, she was attacked and killed by the other party at the beginning. Unable to fight, my heart was almost distorted by the excitement.

Now that a clan member unexpectedly came, the situation was instantly reversed. Yan Li's mood was like a spring that had been suppressed to the limit and was suddenly released.

It was an indescribable pleasure.

At this time, Xia Daoming said these words, which gave her a chance to vent.

Otherwise, if the other party shows no expression or reaction at all, wouldn’t it be boring?

"If you have the guts, just stand there and see if I can kill you!" Xia Daoming was greatly "stimulated" and roared.

"Boy, you are so brave even when you are about to die. Is it possible that I am still afraid of you? I am standing here, just come over here!" Seeing Xia Daoming's furious look, Yan Li was filled with the pleasure of revenge, with a look on his face. Said with naked disdain and contempt.

After saying that, Yan Li deliberately took back the Golden Blade, but to be on the safe side, she still took a step back slightly to close the distance between the two of them.

Xia Daoming's previous performance was a bit unexpected. Even though Yan Li was sure of winning, he still had a bit of caution in his heart.

However, under normal circumstances, the distance for an eleventh-level martial arts master to kill enemies in the air is only about six feet.

Now there is a full six feet distance between the two of them. Even if Yan Li could kill him, he would not believe that a ninth-level martial arts master could kill an enemy six feet away.

Yan Li was not worried about Xia Daoming turning around and running away.

Her magical weapon is called the Golden Blade, which has a little wind attribute and is extremely fast. With her cultivation and the power of the magical weapon, she can kill enemies up to seven feet away.

If Xia Daoming escaped, her morale would be depleted, so she took the opportunity to kill someone with a knife.

The reason why she couldn't kill Xia Daoming before was because of Lu Ziying's restraint, and Xia Daoming could kill enemies from all directions. She didn't dare to take it lightly, she just wanted to exhaust his power first.

Unexpectedly, this guy was very persistent, and Lu Ziying looked rough, but she was clever and cunning. The more deceptive tricks she used during the Vietnam War, the more Yan Li was restrained and lost more energy.

Now one-on-one, Yan Li's mentality is completely different.

"Holy shit, this woman has lived a long life, why is she still so stupid!" Xia Daoming couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded when he saw that the woman actually took the knife back and hung it in front of her.

How did he know that Yan Li himself was not stupid at all.

It's just because, firstly, his mentality was distorted by his stimulation, which greatly lowered his IQ; secondly, he didn't expect there to be such a perverted and shameless guy like him in the world!

"Old witch, how dare you look down on me like this!" Xia Daoming roared, his face red and his neck thick, looking like he was humiliated.

"A mere warrior deserves to be looked down upon by me!" Seeing Xia Daoming being humiliated and helpless, Yan Li felt indescribably happy.

"Old witch, watch your move!" Xia Daoming finally couldn't bear it anymore, roared, and slashed away through the air.

The blade condensed with strength stopped at three feet and nine, and then swayed in mid-air, as if a gust of wind could blow it away.

Xia Daoming suppressed his blush.

"Haha, it's my turn now!" Yan Li couldn't help but smile proudly when he saw this. He raised his hand and used the magic technique. The golden sword made a mocking "buzz" sound and rose into the air, dragging a long golden light. Whistling past the edge of the swaying sword.

Just as the Jin Ji Dao whizzed past the edge of the condensed blade, the swaying blade suddenly condensed, the sharp edge burst out, and slashed towards Yan Li's neck with a roar.

The Golden Blade was only three feet away from Xia Daoming, and the powerful blade was only two feet away from Yan Li, and it suddenly exploded completely unexpectedly.

Even though Yan Li was a sixth-level qi-refining monk, his eyes widened in shock at this moment, and his brain seemed to have stopped, and he just subconsciously screamed: "Tenth level!"

The screams just started.

A blood line appeared on Yan Li's neck, and blood slowly hung from the blood line.

The flying Golden Blade lost control and flew a certain distance with inertia before falling to the ground with a clang.

The entire underground world seemed to have suddenly stopped spinning at this moment.

The surroundings seemed to become quiet all of a sudden.

"Tenth grade!" Yan Qilin trembled, feeling panicked. The vine whip he had just used suddenly became loose and uncondensed in the air, and a rock that Lu Ziying used was directly hit and exploded.

The rock then roared and hit Yan Qilin's head.

Yan Qilin was in a hurry and released an amulet to protect his whole body.

But the rock was very heavy. Although it failed to break his amulet, it staggered him and almost fell down.

Yan Qilin did not dare to pause, jumped up and flew towards the nearest cave entrance.

But when he was in mid-air, a dazzling sword light was already drawing towards him.

Then Yan Qilin saw his lower body falling to the ground.

Then, his mind completely fell into endless darkness.

Just now, the four great martial arts masters who had killed Lu Ye and the others in a panic, even leaving a few marks on their bodies, were extremely proud, but they did not expect that in the blink of an eye, everything in the passage would change.

An eighth-level martial artist was stunned and panicked when his head was blown open by Lu Huiyun with a mace.

There was an eighth-grade great martial artist who wanted to escape, but was entangled by Lu Ye and Lu Zhen.

The other two great martial artists had just taken two steps away when multiple rocks roared and fell from their heads.

They had no choice but to dodge and use their weapons to block the rocks.

Seeing that the overall situation had been decided, Xia Daoming didn't bother to care about them anymore. Instead, he walked to the old woman who had fallen to the ground, her head rolled down to her waist, her eyes were wide open, and she looked like she was dead.

"Oh, I have seen stupid women, but I have never seen a stupid woman like you! You have lived a long time, how can you still be so naive!" Xia Daoming shook his head, then squatted down and started to touch the corpse.

The sixth-grade Qi Refining cultivator still has some wealth. Not only does he have a low-level magic weapon, the Golden Swift Sword, but he also carries a storage bag with him.

Xia Daoming happily took off the storage bag, picked up the golden sword on the ground, and then walked towards the body of the first monk who was killed.

This monk is only on the fourth level. He has no storage bag and no magic weapon. He only has three spiritual stones and some low-level talismans he carries with him.

Xia Daoming complained while putting the things in his bag, and then walked towards another corpse that was cut in half.

When Xia Daoming squatted down and touched the third corpse skillfully, the battle on the other side had ended.

"It seems that you are very ordinary in the Yan family. It is estimated that you are probably a member of the side branch. You are still at the fifth level after all. You don't have a storage bag, and you don't even have a low-level magic weapon." Xia Daoming touched it. Fumbling around while vomiting out of habit.

Lu Ziying and others who had stopped fighting were dumbfounded as they watched Xia Daoming skillfully touch the corpse while muttering.

"Finally, I brought two spiritual stones, um, and a few talismans. Hey, I actually dug up a dark ice stone. It seems like you are pretty lucky!" Xia Daoming continued to talk to himself as he touched it. language.

Lu Ziying and others were completely speechless.

Everyone was killed by you, how lucky you are!

Xia Daoming put the things in his bag again, and saw Lu Ziying and the others standing looking at him stupidly. Without saying hello to them, they walked straight towards the corpses of the four great martial arts masters lying on the ground.

Seeing that one of the great martial arts masters had his head smashed open and his brains flowed all over the floor, Xia Daoming finally couldn't help but frowned, looked back at Lu Huiyun, and said, "Sister-in-law, can you be a little gentler next time?" ? You’ve smashed his head, how can I do anything?”

"Ah!" Lu Huiyun and others' minds were completely confused.

"Ah, Mr. Xia, I can't help you with this kind of thing. Just come if you are young, just come if you are young." Soon, Lu Zhen, who was still over sixty years old, came to his senses first, nodded and bowed quickly.

Xia Daoming looked at Lu Zhen and wanted to say, you don't understand the fun of opening blind boxes, but thinking about the four eighth-level great martial arts masters, they really don't have the fun of opening blind boxes now, so he swallowed the words he said, He nodded and said, "That's fine."

"Dao, Daoming, you, you are actually a tenth-grade martial arts master?" Seeing Lu Zhen going to touch the corpse, Lu Ye and the others suddenly woke up. Lu Ye asked tremblingly with a look of disbelief on his face.

There was no other way. A tenth-level martial arts master was already comparable to a late-stage Qi Refining monk, so Lu Ye couldn't help but be trembling.

Especially just now, Xia Daoming swung his sword and actually killed the old woman. It really made Lu Ye break out in cold sweat just thinking about it.

That was a monk at the sixth level of Qi refining. He was only one step away from entering the late stage of Qi refining. To Lu Ye, he was a big shot that he could only look up to!

As a result, he was stabbed by his junior brother!

"Didn't you see it?" Xia Daoming shrugged and said helplessly.

Originally, he wanted to continue pretending to be a ninth-level martial arts master, but he unexpectedly killed a fifth-level Qi Refining monk. It was difficult for him to keep a low profile, so he had no choice but to reveal his status as a tenth-level martial arts master.

There is no other way. The ninth-grade martial arts master killed the enemy six feet away. This is too weird. Once word spreads, there will probably be trouble.

A tenth-level martial arts master killed an enemy six feet. Although it was very powerful, it was still within the acceptable range.

Moreover, the tenth level is his true state. He is now acting in his true self and being his true self.

"Tenth rank! Oh my God, my junior brother, Lu Ye, is actually a tenth rank martial arts master!" After receiving Xia Daoming's personal recognition, Lu Ye's blood boiled with enthusiasm and pride.

Lu Huiyun and Lu Ziying were equally excited.

Not far away, Lu Zhen's hands shaking when touching the body were shaking, and his eyes were red.

Miss, all the hard work has been rewarded this time, the master's family is going to be prosperous!

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