Martial Arts: Invincible Starting From The Full-Level Magic System

"who is it?"

"What kind of skill is it to stab people in the back? If you have the ability, get out!"

The ghost-masked man clutched his injured right hand and roared, looking for the attacker in all directions.

"Be careful!"

"Don't move!"

A cold voice suddenly sounded in the ear of the furious Ghost-Mask Man, and for a moment, his body froze in place, not daring to move at all.

Cold sweat oozes from the forehead and turns into beads of sweat.

Monk Qiku and many disciples of Jingchanyuan also changed their faces, and stepped back at the same time, looking behind the ghost-masked man with apprehensive eyes.

It turned out that at some point, a person suddenly appeared behind the ghost-masked man.

It was a handsome and extraordinary young man, and the young man's knife was resting on the ghost-faced man's neck.

Although the saber was not out of its sheath, the saber intent had firmly locked on several people.

The icy cold air radiated out and swept Fang Yuan, causing the ghost-masked man, monk Qiku and all the disciples of Jingchanyuan to shudder.

The person who came was Xiao Wuji, and he finally arrived at the last minute.

Fortunately, Yun Pokong and Yunye and his son are still alive, otherwise who would he turn to for blood ginseng?

"This person is so powerful!"

Monk Qiku and everyone in Jingchanyuan were afraid.

Although they didn't know Xiao Wuji, even though Xiao Wuji looked very young, none of them dared to underestimate Xiao Wuji.

In the blink of an eye, none of them "740" found out how and when Xiao Wuji appeared.

This kind of light work is simply beyond their imagination.

This means that if Xiao Wuji wanted to kill them just now, they would already be corpses at this moment.

"who are you?"

The ghost-faced man froze in place, asking in a trembling voice.

Xiao Wuji glanced at Monk Qiku and many disciples of Jingchanyuan, and said calmly: "Vice Qianhu of Jin Yiwei, Xiao Wuji!"

"Jinyiwei!!!"

Upon hearing Xiao Wuji calling himself Jinyiwei, Yun Pokong, Yun Ye and his son all showed ecstasy.

The disciples of Feixue Villa who were hiding aside were also ecstatic.

They knew they were saved.

With Jin Yiwei coming, they don't have to die.

Xiao Wuji looked around, looked at the many corpses under his feet, and said indifferently, his voice was like a thousand years of ice, "The sky is bright and the sky is bright, and the universe is bright, and you and the others are killing so wantonly. It is an unforgivable crime to commit murder in vain."

"In the name of Jinyiwei Qianhu, I sentence you to death and kill without pardon!"

Clang!

As soon as the words fell, there was a bang of a knife and an explosion.

Everyone saw a flash of the knife, and the cold air was overwhelming, Xiao Wuji had already put the knife back into its sheath.

No, no initial payment.

Because Xiao Wuji's movements were too fast, none of them could clearly see the way Xiao Wuji drew his sword.

Just a flash in front of my eyes, and everything is over.

Xiao Wuji stood with a knife in his hand, his whole body shrouded in ice-cold air.

The cold air filled the air, and a layer of frost froze under the feet.

call!

A gust of cold wind blew by, and everyone couldn't help shivering.

I saw a bloodstain suddenly cracked on the ghost-faced man's neck, and then his head slowly slipped off.

Through the grimace mask, one can vaguely see the opened eyes of the ghost-faced man, with endless surprise and fear in the eyes.

Legendary If a person's knife is fast enough, it can make the dead feel that they are not killed.

But Xiao Wuji's knife is so fast.

"This person is invincible, run!!!"

Monk Qiku saw the ghost-masked man being killed, turned around and fled without saying a word, without daring to delay at all.

He could see that Xiao Wuji's strength was incomparably terrifying, far surpassing him.

If he dared to stay any longer, he would surely die.

But he is fast, that is to say, Wuji is faster than him.

Monk Qiku, who was flying in mid-air with lightness kung fu, heard the sound of a saber again.

Hearing this voice, Monk Qiku's hairs stood on end, his scalp became numb, and he begged for mercy without looking back, "No..."

Clang!

The ruthless sword and light crushed past, and the seven bitter monks exploded, leaving no bones left!

Flesh and blood splattered all over the sky and sprinkled on the bodies of many Jingchanyuan disciples.

Their clean and tidy white clothes were now stained red with blood, and they stink extremely.

This group of disciples of Jingchanyuan are all proud of themselves, they walk the rivers and lakes to be superior to others.

If someone dares to stain their clothes, they will definitely be furious, and they will be beaten into cripples at least, or their lives will be taken directly at worst.

But this time Xiao Wuji was drenched in blood all over, and he didn't dare to say any harsh words.

"Aren't you running away?"

Xiao Wuji looked at a group of distressed Jingchanyuan disciples and said.

The leader clasped his sword and cupped his hands and said: "Your Excellency, you are joking, we are the disciples of the Jingchanyuan and the disciples of the righteous way. This trip is to save Feixue Villa."

"Jingchanyuan? Orthodox sect?"

"good."

Perhaps it was thought that the prestige of the Jingchanyuan had a deterrent effect on Xiao Wuji, and these disciples were not so afraid for a while.

He held his head high and held his chest high, showing a bit of arrogance again.

"My lord, we..."

The leader still wanted to speak, but saw Xiao Wuji slowly raise the Xueyin Kuangdao.

The next sentence immediately frightened them to the point of tearing their livers and gallbladders apart.

"Whoever you are, you are all dead today!"

Clang!

The Xueyin Kuangdao fell again, and a huge ten-meter-long saber aura instantly formed, rolling down towards a dozen Jingchanyuan disciples.

The hob blows out the mountains and seas, as if the sky is collapsing and the earth is sinking.

"We are Jingchanyuan"

Rumble!

Before he finished speaking, the saber energy crushed him.

With a loud bang, the Jianjianping was split open, leaving a knife mark dozens of times deep.

And those Jingchanyuan disciples have completely disappeared, only some scattered pieces of clothes and flesh and blood prove that there were people there before.

Disciple of Jingchanyuan?

Is it great?

It's the same after death!

I, Xiao Wuji, killed people, no matter what background you have?

"My lord, this

Yun Pokong, Yun Ye, and many disciples from Feixue Villa were stunned at this moment. They looked at Xiao Wuji with dull eyes, stuttering and unable to speak.

Those seven bitter monks, the ghost-masked man and the disciples of the Jingchanyuan were killed so easily?

They almost wiped out Feixue Villa before, but in Xiao Wuji's hands, they solved it so simply and casually?

Is there ten breaths of time since Xiao Wuji appeared?

No, it's just a blink of an eye.

Many people haven't even reacted yet.

But those people are all dead.

Xiao Wuji never used a second knife to kill them, just like crushing a group of ants.

When did it become so easy to kill someone?

"Is this Jin Yiwei?"

Yun Pokong and Yun Ye were left with deep shock in their hearts.

Yun Pokong was a little rejoicing at the moment, fortunately he was willing enough to make a decision in advance and dedicated the ginseng to the emperor.

Otherwise, today, Feixue Villa will be wiped out!

"See Lord Xiao."

Yun Pokong and Yun Ye came to Xiao Wuji with their seriously injured bodies, and respectfully saluted, "Thank you, sir, for saving me at Feixue Mountain Villa, for your kindness in saving lives, and for your love for protecting the village. The ten clans I went to will never forget.

"In the future, if my lord sends me any orders, my Yun family will be devastated, and I will not hesitate to smash my body to pieces."

After finishing speaking, Yun Pokong and Yun Ye bowed heavily to Xiao Wuji.

"Okay, get up, you're welcome."

Xiao Wuji let go of his saber intent, looked at Yun Pokong and the two and said, "Feixue Villa has made meritorious service in tribute blood ginseng, Jin Yiwei should protect the safety of Feixue Villa..."

"These people want to seize the tribute, and it is really not a pity to die!"

"I won't talk nonsense, but where is the ginseng?"

"I want to get things in my hands first, so that there are no further twists and turns.

"My lord said yes, please come with me, my lord."

Yun Pokong quickly agreed, turned around and led Xiao Wuji towards the main hall of Feixue Villa.

But he was too injured, and he was faltering at this moment, and his speed was too slow.

Xiao Wuji slapped Yun Pokong's back with his palm, and injected a stream of Nine Yang True Qi to protect his viscera and meridians throughout his body, helping him heal his injuries.

Nine Yang True Qi entered his body, and Yun Pokong immediately felt the pain in his body go away, feeling extremely refreshed.

"Thank you, my lord."

Yun Pokong cupped his hands in thanks.

"Need not."

Xiao Wuji shook his head as a signal.

It's just a gust of Nine Yang True Qi, Xiao Wuji has a lot of it here.

In addition to giving Yun Pokong a share, Xiao Wuji also gave Yun Ye a share.

"Ye'er, you stay outside the door."

Arriving outside a stone room, Yun Pokong ordered Yun Ye to guard the door, and he brought Xiao Wuji into the room.

This stone room is the treasury of Feixue Villa, which contains the gold and silver treasures and countless medicinal materials of Feixue Villa, which are of amazing value.

It is extremely difficult for outsiders to enter, but Yun Pokong walked in with Xiao Wuji, which shows his trust in Xiao Wuji.

If Xiao Wuji was greedy at this moment and slaughtered the whole family of Feixue Villa, he could easily monopolize all the treasures of Feixue Villa.

When the time comes to go back, all you have to do is say that you went too late, that the whole family of Feixue Villa has been murdered by villains, and no one will hold them accountable.

It's a pity, although Xiao Wuji is not a gentleman, he can't do things like destroying people and families just to make money.

It can only be said that these gold and silver treasures have nothing to do with him.

Seeing that Xiao Wuji was indifferent to the many gold and silver treasures, Yun Pokong secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

He also didn't want to bring Xiao Wuji into the treasury, but Xiao Wuji acted vigorously and didn't want to delay for a moment, and he really couldn't find a reason to delay.

"This is blood ginseng."

Yun Pokong took down a jade box from the wooden stand and handed it to Xiao Wuji, the box was no bigger than a palm.

After Xiao Wuji took it, he felt a little hot.

After opening, a red light shot out, illuminating Xiao Wuji's front door.

I saw a ginseng that was as red as blood in the jade box. The ginseng's ginseng 1.6 is like transparent glass, and it can be seen that there is liquid flowing in the ginseng, just like a human body.

"Blood ginseng is a variant of ginseng, and even ten thousand ginseng plants may not be able to produce one. It can be said that it is hard to find in a hundred years."

"The last time blood ginseng was born was 60 years ago, and that plant was only 150 years old at that time, far inferior to this one."

Yun Pokong looked at the blood ginseng in Xiao Wuji's hand, with reluctance in his eyes.

If not forced, who would be willing to dedicate such a treasure to others?

But Feixue Villa is too weak to keep such a treasure at all.

Every man is not guilty, but he is pregnant with his crime.

A three-year-old child holding a gold nugget and swaggering through the market is the way to death.

"It really is a good treasure, Master Yun is lucky."

Xiao Wuji closed the jade box and said with a smile.

Yun Pokong smiled wryly and shook his head, "Lord Xiao, don't be joking. Because of this thing, my disciples in Feixue Villa suffered heavy casualties. Where is the good luck?"

Xiao Wuji shook his head and said: "Where you gain, you will lose, and if you lose, you will gain, every drink and peck, there is a definite number.

"Feixue Villa has suffered heavy casualties today, but because of this, it has won His Majesty's favor. There will be a glorious day in the future."

"Why does Master Yun care about the gains and losses of the moment? The future will be long."

Hearing what Xiao Wuji said, Yun Pokong showed joy.

He does so much, isn't he just waiting for Xiao Wuji's words?

With Xiao Wuji's words, he was finally relieved. .