My disciples come from Earth

Lang Shi was immediately stunned: "What happened last time? What happened last time?"

The monk in green said coldly: "According to the previous agreement, our sect master used [Mao Ran Die] in exchange for [Mao Ran Die] for your Demon Realm's [Ore]. You have already got it, Mao Ran Die. We agreed to bring the Ore with us during the last transaction, but The last time I came here, I didn’t even connect, what’s going on?”

Lang Shi was also a little confused: "What Mao Randie? What kind of strange ore?"

The monk in green raised his eyebrows: "You don't know?"

Langshi explained: "I only took over the position of leader this time. In the last transaction, except for me, all the speculators, including the original leader, all failed and were lost in the spiritual world. And this This time, the superiors didn’t tell me anything about the agreement you mentioned.”

The monk in green clothes was shocked: "Such a thing could happen, who did it?"

Langshi replied: "Recently, Black Mountain was occupied by a high-level Qi Refining monk and blocked it with a large formation. We speculators from the devil world usually rest in Black Mountain. When Black Mountain was cleared that day, except for me, who happened to be away from Black Mountain, the rest of us They were all wiped out."

The monk in green clothes was thoughtful when he heard this.

It would be fine if this was a coincidence, but if it was sent by the enemy to test, then something serious would happen, indicating that the sect's hidden business had aroused suspicion.

Thinking of this, the monk in green immediately took out a package from the storage ring and said in a hurried tone: "This is the spiritual stone you want. Give me the magic stone and the transaction will be completed. I want to speed up the situation here. Report to father."

Lang Shi saw that the monk in green wanted to leave, and he was a little anxious. He hadn't found out the other person's identity yet!

Langshi touched his body slowly and muttered: "Huh? Where is my storage ring? I remember it is in this pocket."

The monk in green looked at him with disdain: "Trash, isn't your ring just on your finger?"

"Hehe, hehe." Lang Shi laughed twice, slowly took out a package from the storage ring, and then asked casually: "I heard that your sect is one of the best in the first level of the spiritual world. , why are you still afraid of that little Qi Refining monk? Why don’t you just send people to kill him?”

"What do you know? A small Qi refining monk is naturally not taken seriously by us [Medicine Pavilion], but this kind of business is sensitive after all, so it needs to be handled with care. This time I will discuss it with my father when I go back."

The monk in green clothes was quite proud of himself when he talked about his sect, but in the middle of talking, he suddenly realized something was wrong and immediately shut up.

He snorted coldly: "What are you talking about with a devil? It's just a deal, get out of here!"

"I'm afraid you might not be able to leave!"

Before Li Xiaoyao finished speaking, Zhanlong transformed into a blue rainbow and struck directly at the Qi sea of ​​the monk in green.

Before the green-robed monk could react at all, he heard a "pop~" sound. Somewhere in his body seemed to be leaking, and all the spiritual energy in his body was completely dissipated in a few breaths.

Immediately afterwards, a surge of reverse blood surged into his throat and overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The face of the monk in green no longer had the pride as before, but was replaced by deep fear and despair: "Who is my Qi Hai?"

He shouted: "Which Foundation Establishment Senior is here? He wants to sneak attack against a monk in the Qi Refining Stage. Aren't you afraid of the ridicule of the world?"

The monk in Tsing Yi was always proud of his own cultivation. He believed that someone could break his Qi Sea with one blow, and no one under the Foundation Establishment had been able to do it.

Li Xiaoyao was also a little surprised. The monk in Tsing Yi in front of him was a high-level monk at the eighth level of Qi Refining Stage, a level higher than himself. And to be an inner disciple of [Medicine Pavilion], he was certainly not an ordinary eighth level Qi Refining Stage monk. Nothing can be compared.

Li Xiaoyao thought he would face a tough fight, so he chose a sneak attack, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't even take one of his moves.

He looked at Zhan Long who had returned to his hand and muttered in a low voice: "I didn't expect this "Killing Chicken with One Sword" to be so powerful."

Ever since he was sensible, his master had not taught him any other spells, but only taught him "Killing Chickens with One Sword".

In the words of Master, as long as this method is perfected, all chickens in the world can be killed.

Li Xiaoyao has never had any illusions about this magic. After all, the so-called "Tongtian Magic" that the old man passed on to him is also a piece of shit. What's more, the name of this magic is not a good thing. "One Sword".

But now it seems that this is not the case.

Over the years, Li Xiaoyao just remembered the old man's order and practiced "Killing a Chicken with One Sword" every day. Now this sword skill has become Li Xiaoyao's instinct, but today is the first time that Li Xiaoyao uses this move against someone. enemy.

Because in the past, he and the old man were just getting along, so there were no enemies.

Li Xiaoyao suddenly remembered that he had vaguely heard the old man mention before that after mastering the "Sword to Kill a Chicken", he could unleash the full power of the spiritual sword, and even have additional bonuses.

Therefore, the higher the quality of the spirit sword, the more powerful this move will be.

Li Xiaoyao stroked the Zhanlong in his hand and thought in his heart: It seems that what the old man said is true. Nowadays, Zhanlong is a first-class magic weapon. There is no magic weapon that can match it in the first level of the spiritual world, so today's sword kills a chicken. That's why it has so much power.

It seems that my general direction of developing the Xiaoyao Sect is correct. As long as I have the spirit stone, those good materials are at my fingertips. With the help of the child, it is not easy to improve the quality of dragon slaying.

The green-clothed monk was suddenly crippled, and he was already desperate. As a result, he saw that the one who crippled him was not a senior in the foundation-building stage, but a young man with the same cultivation as himself, which made him even more angry.

Not only that, after the young man came out of the dark, he was stunned on the spot, which made the green-clothed monk very angry.

He was the pride of the family since he was a child. When he grew up, he entered the medicine pavilion and became an inner disciple of the medicine pavilion. He was surrounded by people everywhere, and he had never been ignored like this.

A strange flush suddenly surged on the pale face of the green-clothed monk. He pulled out the dagger from his waist and shouted: "A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. I will never let a treacherous villain like you humiliate me!"

As he said, the green-clothed monk slashed his throat with a dagger, and blood spurted out two feet away.

"Oh, don't!"

Li Xiaoyao didn't have time to stop him, and found that the enemy in front of him had committed suicide inexplicably.

Committed suicide. Committed suicide.

He actually committed suicide? I just lost my mind!

I admit that I was a little rude, but you don't have to commit suicide, right?

Li Xiaoyao was a little depressed. He had planned to take him back to Ling Qingyun for interrogation.

Lang Shi had long been shivering in the corner. The azure light just now was too powerful, and he still hasn't recovered.

After seeing the blue-clothed monk commit suicide, Lang Shi became even more loyal to Li Xiaoyao.

This guy is so scary, he is simply a demon. He stood there without moving and used magic to make people commit suicide. This is what Lang Shi thought.