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The two groups of Longming Sect and Qingye Sect fought.

Both sides were going back and forth, with swords and swords flashing, and it was a chaotic battle.

There are only a few people in the Qingye sect, but Li Ti is indeed a talented young man. His swordsmanship is both elusive and difficult to guard against, and he is very powerful.

Meng Bao, the strongest opponent on his own, did not fall behind and even slashed him in several places around his body with his sword.

"You are indeed a talent! It's a pity that you are too young. Otherwise, if I practice for a few more years, I won't be your opponent.

Hahaha! "

However, Meng Bao, who was soaked in blood, was not afraid. Instead, he fought harder and harder, swinging the nine-ring sword in his hand like a tiger.

Soon Li Ti couldn't stand it anymore. He was only a warrior in the early stage of Xuanliu, while Meng Bao was a warrior in the middle stage.

Even though the young man's martial arts were superior, his physical strength and profound energy were gradually declining.

Looking around, the other members of the Qingye Sect also showed signs of fatigue and gradually shrank into a ball, faintly surrounded by people from the Longming Sect.

"Boy! If you don't want to lie in bed for a few months, hand over your things now!" Seeing that he was about to win, Meng Bao sneered.

"We found the thing! Why should I give it to you!" Li Ti was unwilling to give up, but he was not strong enough and his brothers were all injured, so he seemed to have to hand over the treasure.

Meng Bao looked arrogant: "Hahaha! Let me tell you! Boy! Just because of our big fists! If you don't accept it, you Qingye Sect can cause trouble for our Longming Sect."

Snap! Snap! Snap…

Suddenly a burst of crisp applause sounded.

"Well said! Brother, I think what you said makes sense!"

Everyone realized that at some point, another person was walking on the narrow mountain road.

His figure was shrouded in black robes, wearing a hood and a crow's beak mask. His true appearance could not be seen clearly. His voice was shrill and harsh, like a night owl, and he must have been disguised.

"Who are you?" Meng Bao asked sharply when he saw another person coming.

Man in black robe: "It doesn't matter who I am! What matters is that my fist is bigger than yours! So, hand over everything you find in the stone tomb!"

When Meng Bao saw that the other party wanted to seize the treasure, he said angrily: "How dare you steal food from your Grandpa Meng Bao! I'm from the Long Ming Sect. I've thought about it myself!"

The man in black robe didn't care: "I can give you a chance to hand over all your things. If not, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Do you think you, Grandpa Bao, are scared? Hehe, you are not from the Qingye sect too, are you? You want to pretend to be a ghost to scare me away! There is no way!"

Meng Bao didn't take the other party's threat to heart at all.

Zhou Han looked at the man blankly. There were only five brothers on this trip, and they didn't know who the black robe was.

"Luo Wentian, please clean up this guy."

Meng Bao said to his junior brother who was holding a steel rod beside him. He turned around and continued to threaten and intimidate several people from Qingye Sect.

"Okay! Senior brother!"

The man walked towards the man in black robe with a steel rod: "Boy! Are you pretending to be mysterious?"

"You guys, please hand over the treasures in the tomb! Otherwise, you will all have to take off your arms today!"

Meng Bao was holding a big sword with a ferocious look on his face.

However, they saw several people from the Qingye Clan suddenly look stunned, with fear in their eyes.

Meng Bao thought he had suppressed them.

In the next breath, there was a thud, and a spherical object rolled down in front of him.

Meng Bao took a closer look and saw that it was Luo Wentian's head. Even he was not completely dead yet. He looked at his senior brother in confusion.

Look back.

I saw the man in black robe, his hands wearing steel claw gloves, the claws wrapped in violent bloody mysterious energy, and in front of him lay Luo Wentian's headless body.

Zhou Han and Li Ti just saw the man in black robes and killed Luo Wentian with just one claw, so fast that no one could react.

Meng Bao broke out in cold sweat. He had never seen anyone who could instantly kill a warrior of the same level with one strike. He thought that the opponent was a master of dirty tricks, but he realized that he had hit an iron plate.

He hesitated and said: "Senior...senior...it's junior's fault! I'm blind and blind! I'm going to get out of here! I'm going to get out of here!"

Several members of the Longming sect, who were still very aggressive before, wanted to leave in dejection. They didn't even dare to complain after their companions were killed.

The man in black robe smiled sinisterly: "Haha, I clearly warned you! It's too late to leave now!"

"Senior, how can you let us go!" Meng Bao looked at the man in black robes in fear.

"I want you to help me... practice!"

The man in black robe waved his hand, and the shadow beneath him actually moved, turning into a beast shape and rushing towards several people.

"Ah! Ah! Ahhhh!!"

In an instant, there were screams on the top of Qingjue Peak.

Whether they were members of the Longming Sect or the Qingye Sect, they were torn to pieces by the Shadow Crocodile one after another, either cut in half or having their heads chopped into pieces.

"Brother!"

"Damn it! I'll fight you!"

Seeing that everyone around them was dead, Meng Bao and Li Ti, who had been fighting just now, angrily attacked him and rushed towards the man in black robe together.

"madness!"

The black robe stretched out his arms, and the fist gloves on both hands turned into bloody claws under the infusion of a large amount of profound energy.

The three figures collided and intertwined in the air.

Immediately, the man in black robe landed firmly on the ground, while the bodies and weapons of the other two people were broken into two pieces.

"It seems your fists are not big enough!"

The man in black robe shook his head as he looked at the corpses of the two people who had not yet laid their eyes on each other. He put away his sharp claws and took off his mask. He was Gu Xia.

Yu Liyan and he originally planned to go out to hunt for treasure this morning.

Before setting off, the girl suddenly said that it was not a good time to go out today, and told Gu Xia the location, asking him to go out alone to hunt for treasure.

Unexpectedly, when Gu Xia arrived at her destination, she found that someone else had gotten there first.

I originally wanted them to hand over the items they had obtained, but it turned out that Meng Bao was very rampant, and it was useless to give him a chance.

Gu Xia had no choice but to break up the fight and let both parties calm down.

Seeing the peace on the mountain peak, Gu Xia walked into the stone tomb.

He kicked over the sarcophagus, causing the bones inside to spill to the ground.

But it didn't matter, Gu Xia knew that this was not Yu Liyan's senior, but a suspicious tomb he had arranged.

Another punch shattered the base of the sarcophagus, revealing a hidden compartment with a wooden box inside.

When he opened it, he found a crystal clear jade wall inside.

This is what Gu Xia is looking for. It is one of the keys to the tomb of the senior master.

After carefully putting away the jade wall, it was time to clean the battlefield.

Gu Xia found scattered pieces of nearly a thousand taels of silver from the corpses of the two groups.

He couldn't help but feel disgusted: "A bunch of poor people!"

It was probably because he found more than 10,000 taels of silver on Yu Wusi last time, which made Gu Xia rich, which made him become even more greedy.

But then, he found the gold and silver artifacts in the stone tomb from the corpse, as well as the two mysterious crystals and the magic weapon flying sword.

"This is Xuan Jing!"

It was also the first time for Gu Xia to see this kind of crystal composed of mysterious energy.

As soon as you hold it with your hand, you can faintly feel the pure and surging power inside.

For Gu Xia, he can use any type of Xuan Jing.

This is because the Blood Demon Technique actually devours other mysterious cultivators as individual humanoid Xuan Crystals, but the Blood Demon's Xuan Power is not in the Five Elements, and the conversion rate of absorbing the Five Elements Xuan Crystals is not high.

Gu Xia looked at the flying sword again. After becoming a soul cultivator, he also consulted a lot of information.

Naturally, he knew that this was a magic weapon flying sword forged from blood-patterned steel.

He weighed the small sword, which was more than a foot long, with his hands. It weighed about 8 or 9 ounces. There were two characters "Feihong" engraved on it, which should be the name of the sword.

He rubbed it gently with his fingers again, and his fingertips stung slightly and blood oozed out.

"What a sharp sword!"

Gu Xia couldn't help but marvel at the sharpness of the flying sword.

He has practiced to the Xuanliu realm, and his skin looks fine and white, but a crossbow of four or five stones cannot penetrate it within twenty steps, but the sword edge can easily cut through it.

Moreover, Gu Xia's physical strength is far stronger than that of ordinary Xuanliu warriors. You can imagine the lethality of this sword against ordinary monks.

Speaking of which, after breaking through the Imperial Object Realm, Gu Xia planned to return to Tianxuan City, save money to purchase one or two taels of blood-patterned steel, and build a blood-patterned steel needle for himself.

Give your Soul Cultivation Practice a combat power that can truly rival Xuanliu.

The reason why he only planned to make a steel needle instead of a small sword was because blood-patterned steel was too expensive.

The manufacture of this steel is far more difficult than Tongxuan Iron. When forging it, it needs to be tempered with the essence and blood of at least a Zang Realm master, and it lasts for a hundred days before you can get a small piece.

So one tael of blood-grained steel costs 4,000 to 5,000 taels of silver.

Gu Xia did not have the financial resources to make swords from blood-patterned steel.

"That senior is really rich, and there are such treasures in the tombs he arranged.

However, if an uninformed person saw these treasures, they would probably think that this was a real mausoleum, and they would not have thought that there was a secret compartment hidden under the sarcophagus. "

Gu Xia couldn't help but feel happy when she looked at the flying sword, and planned to ask for it when she went back to see Yu Liyan.