I Just Want To Quietly Kill Monsters And Upgrade

Seeing the elder brother disappearing in front of him, Dong Qile suddenly envied him. Because of his physique, he couldn't cultivate the superior martial arts, so he could only look at it.

At this time, Li Tiefeng said, "Dong Qile, you can't let your big brother know about the fact that millions of sects contribute points."

Dong Qile said: "Sir, I'm sorry, the big brother already knows about this, and he gave me a promise to transfer all my martial arts contribution points."

"Huh?" Li Tiefeng said with a frustrated expression, "It's been a waste of effort to make him owe a favor."

Dong Qile said: "Head, don't you understand? With the abilities of a big brother, no matter how much favor he owes, he can easily pay it back. So, you don't have to worry too much."

Li Tiefeng was helpless: "You seem to be right."

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Let’s say that after Yang Fan left the iron sword gate, he quickly appeared in Yuhang Town. He first changed into a monk’s clothes, and then he held a broken bowl in his left hand and a wooden stick in his right, like a monk who was almsgiving, his appearance was ordinary. Point, but the skin is a little too pale.

Yang Fan is very satisfied with Own's outfit. Who can think that this monk with a broken bowl will be the chief disciple of the Iron Sword Sect?

After feeling that there was no problem, Yang Fan walked out of the wilderness.

At this time, more than 30 disciples of the Evilman Valley, under the leadership of three profound-level masters of Xianwen, Zhong Yuejia, and Huo Ling, hijacked several disciples of the Iron Sword Sect and guarded them in the ruined temple ten miles away from Yuhang Town. Wait for the big fish to enter the net.

From midday to noon, the sun was blazing, the weather was hot and dull, and the disciples of the Valley of the Evil Men looked a little listless.

The rude-looking Huo Ling couldn't bear it, and said, "Brother Chen, the ancient sword saint hasn't appeared yet, will he be a courageous rat?"

Zhong Yuejia said: "At this time, he should have received the news a long time ago. According to those guys from the Qingcheng faction, he will definitely come to rescue his disciples in desperation. He hasn't shown up at this time. There must be something weird."

Zhong Yuejia was a woman with a good figure, but a scar on her face completely destroyed her image, a lively female bandit.

The sturdy-looking display article said: "You bear with me, there is still half a day before the deadline. Once the time is up, if he doesn't show up, just kill these people."

Zhong Yuejia and Huo Ling had to calm down, but their hearts were irritable.

Several disciples of the Iron Knife Sect were bound to death, unable to move. They were panicked when they heard that the display was about to kill them. Now, they can only look forward to the big brother to save them. Otherwise, these wicked people I will definitely not let them go.

At this time, there was a loud noise outside the ruined temple, and then a disciple came in and reported: "Brother Chen, a monk came outside. He said he was tired and hungry and wanted to enter the temple to rest. Brother Chen, look... "

Without waiting for the display text to be heard, Huo Ling said impatiently: "What do you care about him? Just kill him directly."

The disciple said: "But that monk martial arts is so good, we can't beat him."

"A bunch of rice buckets!" Huo Ling scolded and walked out of the ruined temple, raising his hand to reveal a pair of big axes, which looked very fierce.

When Huo Ling walked out of the ruined temple, he saw the monk holding a wooden stick at a glance. At this time, several disciples of the Evil Man Valley were lying on the ground, humming non-stop.

This monk holding a wooden stick was Yang Fan who came from the iron knife gate.

"Dare to hurt my disciple of the Evil Man Valley, looking for death!" Huo Ling was furious when he saw this, and swung a double axe and slashed, appearing to be vigorous.

Yang Fan slipped, calmly avoiding Huo Ling's offensive, and said: "I just want to find a place to rest. There is no need to shout and kill, right?"

"Hey, you monk is pretty good, look at my double axe again!" Huo Ling waved the double axe and attacked again, attacking twice as fast as before.

Yang Fan used a cloud shadow step to avoid Huo Ling’s offensive calmly. He slipped and cleverly came behind Huo Ling, hitting him with a stick in his back, only to hear a pop, and Huo Ling was hit. The middle and back fell to the ground, covered with mud and dust.

Seeing this scene, the disciple in the Valley of the Evil immediately took a breath, and even Huo Ling of the early stage of the profound level was easily defeated. Isn't this monk too powerful?

Zhong Yuejia saw that the atmosphere was not right, and said, "I'll go and see what's going on."

When Zhong Yuejia walked out of the ruined temple, he was immediately shocked by the scene in front of him, and saw Huo Ling lying on the ground, struggling for a while before standing up, while the monk stood leisurely, looking very relaxed.

Yang Fan said, "I said, I just want to go in and rest for a while. Why do you bother? Amitābha, kindness."

Zhong Yuejia said: "Monk, this is not your place to go wild, leave quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

Yang Fan said: "I think the host's hostility is too heavy, and my Buddha is merciful, the little monk will do a ritual for the donor, and resolve the hostility for the donor."

"Go to your sister's ritual!" Zhong Yuejia was furious, and immediately drew a long sword and took it straight to the monk's abdomen.

Yang Fan said: "Amitābha, the donor is too murderous, the little monk will send you to the west to resolve your grievances!"

After all, Yang Fan ran his internal skills, hitting the ground with a stick, only to hear a loud bang, and suddenly countless rubble shot forward, making a whistling sound of breaking through the air.

"You..." Zhong Yuejia was shocked. She didn't have time to speak, and immediately urged her internal strength to the extreme. The long sword in her hand turned into a sword shadow, and her momentum was shocking, forming a defense Sword Qi in front.

Jingle bells-

After the sound of the impact of a piece of stone, there was dust and fog all around. Zhong Yuejia just wanted to relax, but saw a wooden stick coming through the dust and fog and coming straight from the door.

Zhong Yuejia was shocked and immediately swung a long sword to chop it away. Unexpectedly, a stone hit her, hitting her lower abdomen, and instantly broke her valve.

boom--

Zhong Yuejia was unable to block the attack of the wooden stick, was hit by the front door, and his head surged.

"Despicable and shameless..." Zhong Yuejia lost consciousness after four words appeared in her heart. She never expected that this monk would be so cunning, using sneak attacks, it was even more despicable than the disciples in the Valley of the Evil.

When Huo Ling saw Zhong Yuejia being knocked out to the ground, he was stunned. Zhong Yuejia is a mysterious middle stage Practitioner, and the monk can easily defeat her. Doesn't it mean that this monk is a mysterious late stage Practitioner?

Huo Ling said: "Who are you? Dare to oppose my Evil Man Valley, a dead end."

Yang Fan said: "The little monk is not worth mentioning. I have done a ritual for the female benefactor just now, and I have taken her to the west. You should be happy for her."

At this time, the exhibition text also came out of the ruined temple, with a fierce look in his eyes, and said: "Dare to kill me but disciple of the Valley of the Evil, no matter who you are, I will make you regret what you did today and kill me. !"

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