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All the way south along the Nanzhang River, passing through the mountainous mountains, is the most prosperous and populated town gathering place.

Most monks from all over the world basically live in towns. No one dares to go out at will, because if they are targeted, they will have their storage bags robbed, or their lives will be lost.

In cities and towns, as long as you pay annual offerings, you can generally live a stable life.

Lin Zijun sat cross-legged on the tiger's back, and Nangong Feiyan stood respectfully behind him, introducing the situation of those towns in a low voice.

"Senior, a hundred miles further, you will find Iron River City where the Iron Blood Gang is located.

There are more than a thousand disciples in the Iron Blood Gang. The leader of the gang, Hong Xiaoshan, is an early stage monk of Nascent Soul. He also has five elders of Gold Core Dzogchen. Three of them died just now. They may have noticed it. Should we ask around first? What's going on?"

Lin Zijun spoke calmly.

"No, just go to Iron River City directly."

Nangong Feiyan persuaded with a hint of worry in her eyes.

"Senior, I know that you have advanced cultivation, but the Iron Blood Gang has been operating in Iron River City for many years and has become like an iron wall.

Decades ago, there was a mid-stage Nascent Soul Great Monster who went to seek revenge and almost died, so we'd better play it safe.

Lin Zijun showed a faint smile.

"Oh, you don't trust my strength "383"?"

"Junior, that's not what I meant, it's just......"

Nangong Feiyan's expression changed and she immediately lowered her head.

She couldn't figure out the man's character.

In this chaotic land, there are people with all kinds of weird personalities. They save people with their front legs and kill people with their back legs. Some people even enjoy this.

Therefore, although Nangong Feiyan was grateful to Lin Zijun for saving her life, she was deeply wary deep in her heart.

"No need to just, just watch. Big cat, go faster."

The golden-winged tiger howled, seeming to declare that he was a tiger, not a cat.

It suddenly accelerated and headed south along the rolling river.

On both sides of the river, the monks in the town showed sarcastic expressions when they saw this scene.

I don’t know whether to live or die. The last person with such a high profile had his bones and dregs all eaten up by the fish in the river.

Not long after, several people flew out from the river banks on both sides and shouted.

"Where did this wild cultivator come from? He doesn't understand the rules and is looking for death!"

These people attacked Lin Zijun together, and the attack was a killing move.

Lin Zijun can be regarded as appreciating the customs and customs here.

Just as we were walking along the river, someone would kill someone. It was a place where no one cared about anyone, and killing people was so casual. If this was done in the Xia Kingdom, it would have been eradicated by the six Apex Level sects long ago.

Lin Zijun wore a Sun Wukong mask and turned his head lightly with a cold look.

Those people suddenly felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, their heads were roaring, their consciousness exploded, and they fell headlong into the river. The waves rolled up and disappeared.

This scene fell into the eyes of countless monks on both sides of the Taiwan Strait, and they were stunned and dumbfounded.

Looks kill?

This...how is this possible?

They have never seen such anomaly's killing method. With a look, without saying a word, without even raising a hand, those Gold Core monks all died suddenly.

Others don't know, but Nangong Feiyan knows it clearly.

Just now, this senior released extremely terrifying consciousness, shattering the sea of ​​consciousness of those people in an instant.

The power of that kind of spiritual consciousness has long exceeded her cognition, making her extremely horrified and frightened.

Both sides of the river fell silent for a moment, and they could only hear the sound of the river's waves lapping against the shore, one after another, as if it hit their hearts.

"Roar!"

The golden-winged tiger roared excitedly, and the roar of the tiger echoed through the mountains and forests, resounding on both sides of the Taiwan Strait.

I think back then, it didn't even dare to come to the bank of this river, but today it is here enjoying the attention of thousands of people.

I yelled several times in an unpleasant manner, but I couldn't bear the tiger-skin flag on my back.

With lightning speed, they quickly disappeared downstream.

Until this moment, the monks on both sides of the Taiwan Strait dared to gasp loudly, with unspeakable horror in their eyes.

After a moment of silence, someone trembled.

"The person standing on the back of the tiger demon just now seemed to be Hero Feiyan.

"It is indeed her. Who is that masked man in black robe? He is so terrifying. Could it be that he is the elder of Hero Fei Yan?"

"Elders? Hasn't Hero Feiyan's sect been wiped out by Jiulong Mountain long ago? Why are there still elders?"

"Who can say for sure? Maybe someone was lucky enough to survive. Judging from their appearance, they seem to be heading straight to Iron River City. Could it be that they plan to take revenge and attack the Iron Blood Gang first?"

Countless monks in the town were talking about it.

Most of them are oppressed lower-class people, and they are very fond of Nangong Feiyan, who often upholds justice for others and kills countless villains.

Although they did not dare to help Nangong Feiyan openly, they would respectfully call him a hero in private.

Several Gold Core monks were killed, and the city gradually became chaotic.

Many Independent Cultivators speculated that something big might happen to Iron River City, so they sneaked out of the town and went down the river to see what happened.

At this moment, west of Tiehe City.

In a luxurious mansion, Elder Gold Core received the news immediately and quickly came to a hall in the backyard.

In the hall, there was constant music of silk and bamboo, and more than a dozen naked women were dancing. A bald man with a ferocious face was sitting on a soft tiger-skin couch, with two beautiful women nestled in his arms.

"Gang leader, something serious has happened."

When the bald man heard the elder's voice coming from outside, he waved his hand and the dancers retreated one after another.

"Why are you so nervous? Could it be that someone is coming to kill you?"

"Gang leader, you really guessed it right. Just now, news came from the upstream town that there was a mysterious monk who killed four of our Gold Core hall leaders with one look. Now that man is heading straight for Iron River City.

The two elders ran into the hall in a panic. After saying what was going on, the bald man suddenly stood up. With a wave of his hand, the two women in his arms flew out and hit the wall, vomiting blood.

"What did you say? Say it again!"

"Gang Leader, someone killed four of our Gold Core Hall Leaders, and now they are going to Iron River City..."

"You are so brave. I want to see who is this desperate guy who dares to run wild on the territory of my Iron Blood Gang."

The bald man went out angrily and jumped into the sky.

But before he could fly very high, he suddenly felt a terrifying pressure coming over him, as if an invisible hand slapped the top of his head, pressing him hard to the ground.

Before the two elders could walk out of the hall, they heard a loud bang.

The road paved with bluestones outside was directly smashed into a deep pit.

The two of them ran forward quickly, looked down, and saw a bald man lying inside, vomiting blood, like a dead fat pig, motionless.

"hiss!"

The two of them suddenly sucked in a breath of cold air, suddenly sweating profusely, and slowly raised their heads, only to see a large, colorful tiger with wings floating above their heads. On the tiger's back stood two people, both dressed in black.

"Who is Hong Xiaoshan? Come out and see me!"

Lin Zijun suppressed everyone in Iron River City with the pressure of Nascent Soul Late Stage.0

He didn't notice at all that the so-called leader of the Iron Blood Gang was so vulnerable that he lay motionless on the ground with only slight pressure.

The bodies of the two elders were shaking like chaff, and their eyes were frightened.

"Senior, this person is Hong Xiaoshan."

Lin Zijun followed the sound and appeared in front of the two of them. He looked at the bald man in the pit and frowned.

In the early days of Nascent Soul, this is it?

In fact, it's not that Hong Xiaoshan is too weak at all, but that he is too strong.

Lin Zijun has practiced more than twenty techniques in total, most of which are Earth Rank or above, and they have all reached perfection.

These skills cover all aspects of consciousness, mana, physical body, pressure, recovery, speed, endurance, Divine Ability, etc., leaving him with almost no shortcomings.

Many Nascent Soul monks may only be able to study one skill in their entire lives.

In terms of combat effectiveness, let alone a Nascent Soul Early Stage monk, even a Nascent Soul Late Stage monk would most likely not be his opponent.

Moreover, Hong Xiaoshan indulges in drinking and sex all day long and neglects training. He is not very strong in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

Otherwise, he would have gone to Jiulong Mountain to become the leader.

"Are you Hong Xiaoshan, the leader of the Iron Blood Gang?"

Lin Zijun restrained his pressure slightly and asked in a deep voice.

The bald man felt the slightest gasp and immediately crawled out of the pit, saying in horror.

"You are none other than Hong Xiaoshan, senior. I don't know where I offended you and made you so angry. As long as you spare my life, I will do whatever you want to do for you.

The golden-winged tiger roared, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He felt the same kind of atmosphere from this guy.

Just like it, it is shameless, flexible, and flattering.

Lin Zijun glanced at it lightly, and the golden-winged tiger immediately behaved like a kitten, lying on the ground and shrinking its neck.

"There's no need to be a cow or a horse, and your liver and brain will be ruined. For people like you, dying a hundred times won't be enough to relieve your anger.

Lin Zijun reached out and grabbed the big man's shiny bald head in the palm of his hand. A powerful spiritual consciousness surged out. Within a moment, he saw the big man's whole body twitching and screaming in pain. His voice was extremely shrill.

When the two Gold Core elders saw this scene, their hearts sank, and without saying a word, they turned around and ran away.

Lin Zijun was too lazy to do it himself and looked at Nangong Feiyan.

"I'll leave these two to you."

Nangong Feiyan, who was dressed in black and had a cold face, lowered her head and said yes. She made a clang of her long sword behind her, and with a cold Astral Projection, she went straight to catch up with the two of them.

A quarter of an hour later, Hong Xiaotian was bleeding from all his orifices and his soul was gone.

Lin Zijun also knew all the information about Jiulong Mountain.

Unexpectedly, there are many masters in this small and unclaimed land.

There are indeed nine leaders in Jiulong Mountain, all of them are Nascent Soul monks, and all of them are not weak in strength. The leader is actually a Nascent Soul Dzogchen monk.

As far as Hong Xiaotian knew, that man's original name was Xu Mu, and his Taoist name was Xue Lianzi.

He was originally the ancestor of a second-rate sect in the Xia Kingdom.

Because practicing magic requires absorbing the essence of monks' flesh and blood, many Independent Cultivators and cultivating families were secretly killed.

Later, this matter was exposed, and the six major Apex Level sects jointly hunted him and eradicated his sect in one fell swoop.

Xu Mu escaped with serious injuries, and then came to the chaotic land of the Three Kingdoms and became the Lord of Jiulong Mountain.

Lin Zijun narrowed his eyes slightly, smashed Hong Xiaoshan's body with one palm, and looked up to the south.

Jiulong Mountain seems to be a good escape route. .