The First Immortal of Ancient Times

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There are only a few lonely lamps.

One of them belongs to Yun Xiao and Senior Brother Cai.

"Come on, come on, try brother's roast chicken!"

In a simple wooden room, Cai Maomao worked hard for a long time and brought a basin of delicious food.

"It tastes pretty good." Yun Xiao turned it over with chopsticks a few times and asked doubtfully, "But isn't this a frog?"

"What a chicken, I've already eaten it during the day!" Cai Maomao scratched his head and said.

"..."

Although it is not a real chicken, it can still be regarded as a fireworks in the world. It is spicy and choking, and the most important thing is authenticity.

"Junior Brother Yun, although we all have the power of Longquan, if we continue to practice, it will not be a problem to escape from the earth and escape from the dust. But this is a delicious food in the world. If we abandon it, we will easily forget our original intention of cultivating Taoism!" Cai Maomao said seriously.

"Are you just greedy?" Yun Xiao revealed.

"Haha." Cai Maomao could only change the subject with a smile, and asked: "Junior brother Yun, what stage are you in the Longquan realm?"

"Early stage." Yun Xiao said.

"I'm two levels ahead of you in the later stage!" Cai Maomao said with a smile.

"Later stage?"

Yun Xiao knew that the two-hundred-year-old blood demon he killed today had a combat power close to that of the late Longquan realm.

The five levels of Longquan, front, middle and back, add perfection and concentration!

"Junior Brother Yun, what is the level of your sword?" Cai Maomao was excited, "Don't get me wrong, I want to ask for basic information so that I can report it to Senior Sister Zhao."

"Just look at it." Yun Xiao stretched out his hand and pinched it, and the blue sky-burial sword soul emerged from his finger bones.

"Qinglian sword soul? Low-grade fluctuating light? A sword gang?" Cai Maomao was stunned.

"What?" Yun Xiao asked strangely.

"When I was on the road, if I casually shouted that the person holding the Green Lotus Sword was a fool, at least ten people would chase me." Cai Maomao said.

Yun Xiao: "..."

"My sword spirit is a high-grade fluctuating light and a three-level sword steel." Cai Maomao said with a smile.

"Show off?" Yun Xiao raised an eyebrow.

"Isn't this meant to protect you? First of all, let me show you the greatness of senior brother." Cai Maomao patted his shoulder, "Speaking of which, junior brother Yun, your qualifications are indeed ordinary enough in Qinghun. After practicing in the future, I’m afraid it will be more difficult.”

"If you have good qualifications, can you come to Jiange?" Yun Xiao asked.

"...Same!" Cai Maomao smiled awkwardly, "Don't talk about this, just eat chicken, eat chicken!"

He looked down at the table and was about to move his chopsticks when his expression suddenly froze.

"Where's my chicken?"

The table is empty!

Yun Xiao was stunned, stretched out his hand to touch, and found that his arms were empty.

Click, click, click!

Looking back, the little black beast appeared at some point.

Its two small claws picked up a large basin that was more than three times the size, and poured the large basin of frogs directly into the bloody mouth of the chest.

Blink away.

The teeth of this little black beast are very sharp, and after a few bites, its belly immediately becomes round.

Cai Maomao was furious.

"Where did this little monster come from? Eat my sword!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Xiao quickly stood in front of him, picked up the little black beast, and said awkwardly: "Senior Brother Cai, this is my pet...cat?"

"Your cat has horns on its head and a big mouth on its chest?" Cai Maomao was stunned.

"There's nothing I can do about it, a mixed-race breed with a miserable life experience." Yun Xiao said.

Cai Maomao: "..."

How can inter-species love be mixed up like this?

The chicken is gone.

All we could do was squat at the door and chat.

Yun Xiao asked about Qinghun, and he probably had some answers in his mind.

"The seven tombs at the door are..."

"Seven sons of Jiange." Cai Maomao smiled bitterly, "The glory of Jiange once! They were the strongest generation in the history of Jiange. When they defended Qinghun, they had nothing to do with Ye Guying! Among them, Cai Qingyun, the seventh son, is My brother."

"My condolences," Yun Xiao said.

"Alas! Junior Brother Yun, I was supposed to catch the wind and wash away the dust for you today, but it's a pity that the chicken is gone."

Cai Maomao is still worried about this matter.

"If they eat it, it means I eat it." Yun Xiao smiled, "Senior Brother Cai, thank you!"

We are strangers in life, and we meet by chance.

Having a heart is enough.

"You're welcome, senior brother, I just want this bite. I used to cook for seven or eight people to eat, but now I only eat it by myself! It's boring to eat alone." Cai Maomao said melancholy.

"Then you can do more in the future." Yun Xiao said with a smile.

"What?" Cai Maomao asked.

"One of them has the appetite of seven or eight." Yun Xiao said, touching the little beast in his arms.

Chiyue opened her mouth wide and smiled stupidly at him.

Cai Maomao hesitated.

"What a sin!"

A loud cry echoed through the night sky.

In a blink of an eye, it’s late at night.

Yun Xiao left the house and came to the back mountain where he couldn't see his fingers.

The little black beast emerged from his arms, with a pair of faint blue eyes, like two will-o'-the-wisps at night.

"Take out those things on Ye Guyao." Lan Xing said.

Yun Xiao threw away some useless things, such as women's bellybands.

He didn't know why he had such a thing at the age of thirteen...

In the end, he was left with thirty shimmering spiritual crystals in his hand.

This is an ore that is nourished by spiritual energy all year round. It has the effects of assisting spiritual practice and accelerating the absorption of spiritual energy.

"It's all here."

As soon as Yun Xiao finished speaking, the little black beast in his arms followed his arm and pounced on his palm, with its bloody mouth opening wide on his chest.

Click!

It actually grunted and ate the thirty-three spiritual crystals.

"Holy crap! You eat all this stuff?" Yun Xiao was shocked.

If an ordinary cultivator dares to swallow spiritual crystals, his body will probably explode.

Even if the body is not exploded, the intestines will be blocked...

"Drink grandma, it tastes the best! Everything else fills the void!" Chiyue said seriously.

The pot of "roast chicken" in love also fills the emptiness.

Before Yun Xiao asked why it ate the spiritual crystal, something amazing happened!

The spiritual crystal entered the belly, and a majestic spiritual energy vibrated in the belly of the little black beast, causing Yun Xiao to feel angry and blood boiling.

The belly of this little black beast seemed to be burning with blood and fire!

It turns fiery red, and beneath the villi, blood vessels are clearly visible.

"Is it refining?"

The refining process doesn't take long.

The blood fire gradually dimmed, and the little black beast returned to normal.

Just then!

The blue star on the little black beast's head suddenly covered its throat, looking like it was making people sick.

"Are you pregnant?" Yun Xiao asked jokingly.

vomit!

Unexpectedly, Blue Star actually vomited.

It spit out a blood-colored bead as big as a fish's eye, shaped like a pearl, with dark light surging.

"What's this?"

Yun Xiao pinched the small blood drop.

Although this thing is small, it seems to contain extremely powerful power.

"Tiandao relics."

After vomiting, Lan Xing covered her throat and looked disgusted.

"What's the use?" Yun Xiao asked.

"It can be used as an elixir in your mortal world. The effect is similar to the Divine Sea elixir." Lanxing coughed.

"???"

Yun Xiao was a little confused.

"No." He sorted out his thoughts, "Chiyue ate thirty spiritual crystals, refined them into heavenly relics, spit them out from your mouth, and then I take them orally for cultivation?"

"That's right! We both have the same stomach, so we can help you refine it together, okay?" Lan Xing glared.

"Adao, there is saliva from the two of us on it, which is an advantage for you, hee hee!" Chi Yue said with a silly smile.

Yun Xiao: "..."

Damn it!

He refuses!

"How can a man in this world eat your saliva?" Yun Xiao shook his head repeatedly.

"Just this Heavenly Dao relic, as expected, can make you reach the middle stage of Longquan realm tonight." Lan Xing rolled his eyes and said.

"What?" Yun Xiao stared at them, "Only one such good thing? Do you look down on me?"

Lan Xing and Chi Yue were stunned.

"Adao, if you really can't stand Lan Xing's vomiting, I can pull it out if I try harder." Chi Yue chuckled.

"roll!"

Yun Xiao pinched the Taoist relic tightly and put it to his nose to smell it.

"Why does this Tiandao relic smell like roasted frog?"

"Because it is not only related to spiritual crystals, but also to everything we eat." Lan Xing said.

Yun Xiao: "..."

In other words, including tree roots and stones during the day.

It is indeed an ancient bronze coffin.

I have to accept it!

boom!

In this dark night, they transformed into the pitch-black copper coffin and quietly entered it.

Climb to the Immortal Sect...and practice in a coffin!

There is only one person in the world.

Yun Xiao sat cross-legged in the coffin, pinched his nose, and with a heartache, he threw the roasted chicken-flavored Tiandao relic into his stomach.

The thought of this thing passing through three mouths made his stomach churn.

He felt even more bitter when he thought that he might have to take it every day in the future.

Fortunately, the effectiveness of the Heavenly Dao Relic will be released immediately.

"Is it really like the legendary elixir?"

In this way, this little black beast is still a mobile alchemy furnace.

All things can be relics of heaven!

Its medicinal effect is naturally incomparable with that of Yun Xiao, the body of the Good Fortune Immortal.

The Longquan realm is just a process of increasing mana, the mystery is not big, and the effects of elixirs and heavenly relics are good.

but!

The cost of the elixir is countless times higher than the cost of the Tiandao relics.

Buzz.

Yun Xiao could clearly feel that the Dao relics were released that day, and the vast medicinal power filled his limbs and bones.

"Hunyuanxu Method!"

Even the surface of this method is enough to completely transform the effectiveness of this heavenly relic into the 'Yuanxu Longquan'.

In the dantian, the void dragon gathered mana, expanded a lot, and regenerated a claw.

"Middle stage of Longquan realm, two claws!"

"Senior Brother Cai is in the later stage and has the Three-clawed Dragon Spring. But the quality of my sword soul and Yuanxu Dragon Spring... combined, should be stronger than him."

Yun Xiao adjusted himself.

The day has just broken through Longquan, and the night is in the middle.

Visibly stronger!

Yun Xiao did not stop, but took out the five-hundred-year-old demon bone in the coffin.

"Monsters like blood demons are transformed by resentment, so they are classified as 'dirty demons'. Dirty demons have no demon bones and are not as valuable as beast demons."

The demon bone in Yun Xiao's hand has a ferocious aura, clearly coming from a demon king in troubled times!

Extremely cruel.

"Sword soul, how to refine demon bone?"

Yun Xiao heard that he would use his sword to tear apart the demon bones and suck the demon marrow.

Some swords are of too low a level and cannot cut through demon bones or absorb the marrow of great demons.

Even if it is cut open, it may not be able to hold on and the sword will explode and die.

Yun Xiao is not worried about this at all.

"This sword soul has an ordinary appearance, which suits me just right."

Thinking of those people, they actually ignored the sword spirit composed of Shenzhou Tianzhu and Burial Coffin...

hehe.

Yun Xiao held the sword soul and pressed the sword tip against the demon bone.

bite!

The demon bones trembled violently, like a ferocious beast struggling, and a ferocious scream rushed into the Yunxiao Soul Sea.

Tear!

The sword soul pierced into the demon bone, and wisps of blood and bone marrow were sucked out. Layers of sword light began to condense on the surface and inside of the sword soul.

"Two floors, three floors...five floors!"

Five hundred years of demon bones, Yun Xiao's sword spirit and sword aura soared to the fifth level at once.

This level is two levels higher than Jiang Yue and Cai Maomao.

"Among the disciples, this sword aura level is already considered high."

Sword aura is also a very important part of the Burial Heaven Sword Soul!

With the sword aura, it began to grow from its initial state, becoming more rigid, fierce, and murderous!

"The middle stage of the Dragon Spring Realm, the fifth level of sword aura."

Improved!

"The most terrifying attribute of the Burial Heaven Sword Soul is to eat other people's sword spirits!"

He was about to calm down and consolidate his strength.

"Your Senior Brother Cai was beaten badly." Lan Xing suddenly said.

"Who?" Yun Xiao stood up suddenly, with a storm of sword energy in his eyes.

"From the sound, they came from the First Sword Peak." Lan Xing said.

It seems that it has good hearing.

"Oh..."

Yun Xiao was murderous, escaped into the darkness, and rushed back.

The night of the Sword Pavilion.

It is indeed a bit dark!

…

In the dim courtyard, a few candles were dimly lit.

The sword light whistled, leaving deep marks on the walls and roofs.

Bang!

Cai Maomao fell to the ground, with several blood marks on his legs, and blood fell.

Two dazzling sword spirits were crossed on his neck.

"Get over here!"

Two burly sword cultivators on the left and right took him to a young man in an orange sword robe.

The young man was the twelfth disciple of the Sword Master, Wang Feng!

Including Wang Feng, a total of ten disciples of the First Sword Peak have surrounded the courtyard.

They all had a sneer on their faces!

"Let me say one more thing, there is no new disciple named Yun Xiao in my Sword Pavilion!" Cai Maomao looked up with anger, holding back the pain.

"No?" Wang Feng slapped Cai Maomao in the face, leaving a blood mark, and said fiercely: "Do you have it now?"

"Even if you kill me, there is no!" Cai Maomao glared at Wang Feng, "You are too arrogant, Jian Ge is the main vein of Qinghun, and you can't be so presumptuous!"

"Haha..."

Hearing this, they couldn't help laughing.

"The main vein of Qinghun?"

"The main vein that only a few pigs and dogs are left?"

"Friend, times have changed!" Wang Feng sneered, grabbed Cai Maomao's hair and said, "You still want to protect him, right?"

Cai Maomao gritted his teeth and said nothing!

"Lin Yan! Cut off his palm, I want to see how he will practice sword in the future!" Wang Feng's face was fierce, and he said to a young man beside him.

Lin Yan, who was the third on the road to heaven today, was selected by Yao Qingqian to join the first sword peak.

"You dare?" Cai Maomao's face turned pale!

"You are a member of Jian Ge, and no one will bury you after you die, let alone cut off your hand?" Wang Feng laughed.

Cai Maomao glared at Wang Feng and struggled hard.

However, he was already injured!

The two people who were holding him, Wang Hu and Wang Qing, were both brothers of the Qinghun clan that Wang Feng brought from the secular world. They were both in the late stage of the Dragon Spring Realm, and possessed the Three-claw Dragon Spring, and their realm was comparable to his.

The other party was bullying the minority with more people!

He was defeated, and there was nothing he could do!

"Lin Yan!" Wang Feng shouted again.

"Yes!"

Lin Yan's face was a little tight.

This was his first day in the First Sword Peak.

"Show the murderous aura of the First Sword Peak! You must remember that we are now the benchmark for Qinghun sword cultivators." Wang Feng taught.

"You are the shame of Qinghun, human-shaped demons!" Cai Maomao said with hatred.

Others continued to laugh.

And that Lin Yan was ruthless in his heart!

He had just entered Qinghun, and Wang Feng's circle of "Sword Master Disciples" was extremely important to him.

This slash was a token of his loyalty.

Ding!

A red sword spirit condensed in his hand, turning into a "palm sword" and holding it in his hand!

Lin Yan's eyes stared at Cai Maomao's hand that was pressed to the ground.

Tear!

He gritted his teeth and slashed with all his might!

At this moment.

Bang!

The half-closed courtyard door was knocked open!

A young man in white walked in with a calm face.

"I'm here, let him go."

As he spoke, his eyes swept across Brother Cai's face, hands and feet.

A touch of ice flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Stop!"

Wang Feng turned his head and raised his hand to signal Lin Yan to stop the sword!

"Haha!" He and the disciples around him smiled at each other and shrugged, saying, "See, Tianji is here."

"Tianji? What do you mean?" Yun Xiao raised his eyebrows.

"Sword Soul Skinning Technique!" Wang Feng looked up and down at Yun Xiao with a playful smile on his face, and couldn't help but sighed, "You have a good skin, but the soul inside is not good. It's just right, I'll peel one for you!"

"Skinning?" Yun Xiao smiled.

His body is really just a piece of skin.

"Do you understand?" Wang Feng asked jokingly.

"I understand, I understand." Yun Xiao said.

"Aren't you afraid?" Wang Feng was stunned.

"Brother Yun, leave quickly! They are ruthless and want to harm you!" Cai Maomao said sadly.

He was extremely anxious.

Yun Xiao glanced at him again.

He really didn't expect that the feelings of a meal were so strong!

"Brother Cai, is there no one here?" Yun Xiao asked.

"This is an isolated peak!" Cai Maomao said with a pale face.

"Understood, understood!"

Yun Xiao nodded again and again.

But he didn't leave.

Wang Feng laughed out loud when he heard the conversation between the two.

He has limited patience!

"Lin Yan. Didn't you say that you are the strongest one in the Tianlu today, and you are behind only because of bad luck?" Wang Feng pointed at Yun Xiao, "Come, let me play with this little frog first."

"Thank you, Brother Wang!"

Lin Yan's eyes lit up, and he was eager to fight.

He had a top-grade Yaoguang sword spirit, while Yun Xiao's 'Qinglian sword spirit' was only a low-grade Yaoguang!

When the award was presented, he was indeed envious of Yun Xiao's five-hundred-year-old demon bone!

Clang!

He held the red sword spirit, walked towards Yun Xiao, and said in a cold voice: "Yun Xiao! You are the first on the road to heaven, but your disciple..."

He had just finished half of the words.

Suddenly!

Whoosh!

A green light shot out.

"What?" Lin Yan was startled.

Puff!

Before he raised his hand to his head, the green light passed through his eyebrows!

A sword pierced his head!

Bang!

The green light nailed to the stone pillar behind his head, buzzing.

Lin Yan's eyes rolled back, his eyes remained in the last shock, and then he fell straight to the ground.

Dead!

The green sword spirit suddenly spun, whistling back, and was caught by Yun Xiao's hand.

"That's it, the strongest in the Heavenly Path?" Yun Xiao looked at Wang Feng and shook his head.

Wang Feng and the others were stunned for a moment!

There was a dead silence in the courtyard!

"You, dare to kill the disciple of the First Sword Peak?" Wang Hu, who was holding Cai Maomao, had a wooden face.

"And you killed him in front of us?" Wang Qing next to him was even more shocked.

"Yes, just like killing a chicken." Yun Xiao said.

"You!" Wang Feng was stunned for a moment, and then he was furious.

That's because he saw that the sword spirit in Yun Xiao's hand had five layers of sword energy.

This means that he has refined the monster bone!

And it has been refined completely!

Five hundred years of monster bone!

Longquan Realm disciples must refine for at least five days.

How can it be refined in a few hours?

"Junior Brother Yun?"

Even Cai Maomao was stunned.

The two of them were outnumbered and were destined to have a miserable end!

Why did Yun Xiao kill people first?

Is there any way to survive?

Everyone looked at Lin Yan again.

The dirt on the floor was full of blood flowing from the back of his head!

"How dare you kill my people, Wang Feng?" Wang Feng's eyes were as bright as lightning, and he looked at Yun Xiao fiercely, "Do you choose to kneel down and die, or do you want me to send you off?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a white shadow passed by him!

"What?"

Wang Feng turned around.

Yun Xiao had already rushed to Wang Hu and Wang Qing!

Who is talking nonsense to him?

"Senior Brother Cai!" Yun Xiao shouted, his eyes full of sharpness.

"Understand! Fight!" Cai Maomao roared, killed out the sword spirit, and took advantage of the chaos to turn over.

"Looking for death!"

Wang Hu and Wang Qing were both in the late stage of Longquan Realm, and their realm was one level higher than Yun Xiao.

Their sword spirits were all triple sword spirits!

Among them, Wang Hu's sword spirit was very wide, like a heavy sword.

This heavy sword spirit was originally pressed on Cai Maomao's neck. Yun Xiao killed with a sword, and he could only hold the sword to block it.

Another sword!

Yun Xiao has been training on the battlefield since he was a child, and he has cultivated killing skills!

Fast! Accurate! Cruel!

"Low-grade Yaoguang?"

Wang Hu sneered. His sword spirit is also a high-grade Yaoguang, with three sword auras, as hard as black iron!

He slashed with his sword!

A flash of green light pierced his sword spirit.

Ding——!

A sharp friction sound broke out, and sparks flew everywhere!

"Who do you think you are to fight with me for sword spirit...ah!"

The grim smile on Wang Hu's face suddenly froze.

Crack, crack... boom!

His sword spirit exploded into pieces on the spot, like gorgeous fireworks, shining the entire courtyard.

The huge force of the collision knocked Wang Hu's burly body away and smashed against the wall.

The sword spirit was broken, and the human spirit was destroyed!

Without the spirit, Wang Hu's eyes turned white on the spot, curled up on the ground and convulsed, foaming at the mouth!

Sword cultivators are most afraid of this.

The broken sword spirit is more painful than death. Not only will you become a cripple, but also a fool!

Sword cultivation is a dead end!

"Wang Hu!"

This scene immediately made everyone's heart twitch.

He is already Wang Feng's number one general.

The sword spirit is broken?

How strong must the sword spirit be to instantly break the opponent's sword spirit during the confrontation?

"This kid is very strong!"

Wang Feng didn't realize this problem until this moment.

But it was too late!

Yun Xiao was as fast as a lightning storm!

Since he decided to kill, he didn't plan to hold back.

This is a solitary peak!

After destroying Wang Hu's sword spirit, he suddenly killed Wang Qing next to him!

And Wang Qing was fighting with Cai Maomao.

"Huh?"

Wang Qing's eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of Yun Xiao killing Wang Hu with a sword, and turned around to perform the palm sword in his hand into a flying sword!

Clang!

The young man in white suddenly swung, and the flying sword rushed over!

Whoosh!

A flash of green light!

"Brother Feng! Save me!"

Wang Qing just shouted out, but the sword spirit in his hand was suppressed by Cai Maomao desperately.

He couldn't get away for a while.

"No!"

While Wang Qing was horrified, the green light had already killed in front of him!

Puff!

The green light passed through his chest, and a blood hole with a diameter of three feet was directly exploded at the position of his heart!

Thump, thump!

Wang Qing took three steps back and stared at Yun Xiao with wide eyes, his eyes full of fear and despair.

Bang!

He fell on his back, and the ground was stained with blood!

"Wang Qing!" Wang Feng's eyes were bloodshot.

Another dead!

Yun Xiao suddenly jumped up and killed three people in a row. He really didn't expect it.

When he reacted and rushed towards Yun Xiao with a sword, Yun Xiao had already thrown out the deadly flying sword!

Wang Qing, die!

And Wang Feng's sword spirit...only left a blood mark on Yun Xiao's arm!

Huh!

The young man in white didn't even look at the blood stains. The sword spirit in his hand transformed into a palm sword again, and he turned around to look at Wang Feng!

His eyes were like the indifferent God, examining Wang Feng.

Wow!

There were six sword cultivators and men, all gathered behind Wang Feng!

They looked at Yun Xiao, their eyes trembling, and they didn't dare to breathe!

Wang Hu and Wang Qing, who were stronger than them, both died.

Kill with one blow!

Killing like hemp!

Can they not be afraid?

People who talk about being brave and aggressive often turn out to be fierce in appearance but soft in heart.

That's them!

When I encounter a really cruel person, my legs and feet are shaking.

"Junior Brother Yun..." Cai Maomao stood next to Yun Xiao. Looking at this harmless boy during the day, his head was buzzing and he couldn't say anything.

The three corpses on the ground made him tremble.

Can this be good?

He gritted his teeth and looked at Wang Feng and said: "He is the twelfth disciple of Sword Master. He just entered Qinghun two months ago. He has already broken through two levels in a row and achieved the perfection of Longquan realm. He has four-clawed Longquan."

Two levels higher than Yunxiao!

Yun Xiao took a look and saw that Wang Feng's sword was also a five-level sword.

Moreover, the level of his sword soul is...low-grade Kaiyang level!

It is precisely because of the Kaiyang-level sword soul that he can become a disciple of the Sword Master!

In Qinghun, the status of Jianzun's disciples is comparable to that of elders.

"or……"

Cai Maomao's heart trembled, and he wanted to take Yun Xiao away.

But, if everyone is killed, where can they escape?

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Feng on the opposite side said in an extremely cold voice: "Yun Xiao, you can't afford to repay the lives of the three No. 1 Sword Peak disciples with just one single life..."

"Isn't that right? I only killed three. Rounding them up means I didn't kill them." Yun Xiao said.

"You still dare to quibble? I'll kill you!" Wang Feng said angrily.

Yun Xiao suddenly smiled: "Okay, then I'll kill a few more to round up the number."

Whole, how much is it?

ten!

Including Wang Feng, there were only ten of them in total!

"Don't……"

Cai Maomao stretched out her hand to pull, but she only touched the boy's sleeve and couldn't hold it back at all!

"You frog, you really don't understand what it means to be a disciple of Sword Master?"

Wang Feng's face was ferocious, and with the 'Yellow Sand Sword Soul' in his hand, sand and rocks flew in the courtyard.

This Kaiyang-level sword actually has the effect of gathering sand and dust for battle!

Seeing that the two of them were about to kill each other.

Just then!

An extremely cold voice sounded from behind Yun Xiao.

"It seems that I have found the murderer who killed King Ye Jian's brother..."

who?

Cai Maomao was horrified.

He turned back sharply.

In the corner of the courtyard, a glamorous woman in a red dress lifted Lin Yan's body up.

The sword wound between Lin Yan's eyebrows was disintegrating and turning into thick black smoke!

"Ye Guao's head wound also has the rot caused by this sword spirit!"

The woman in the red dress dropped Lin Yan's body with a bang!

boom!

Her majestic divine power was suppressed by Yun Xiao.

Murderous intent surges!

Her cold eyes stared at Yun Xiao like a world of ice and snow.

"Today on the sword-carrying stage, you casually said, 'I didn't even kill a dog'... It was this sentence that made me doubt you!"

She is none other than Yao Qingqian, Elder Yao!

Wang Feng got the whereabouts of Yun Xiao from her mouth.

And she followed!

She didn't expect to see this scene...

now!

She squinted her eyes, raised her chin slightly, and looked at the young man in white in front of her with extremely cold eyes.

"Do you know, Yun Xiao?"

"If you have a little secret and dare to act smart, and pretend to be gods and ghosts on the immortal road, you will die miserably..."

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