"Wrong throw!"
Pei Feng was ashamed. He has three Seven Kill Gate tokens in his hand. Two green killing orders and one black killing order. With this casual throw, he actually threw out the Xuansha Token.
The short and fat monk had a look of astonishment on his face, still unable to believe that this mysterious killing order was for him. As a monk in the middle stage of the Golden Core, he obviously does not deserve such an honor. He watched a cloaked man slowly walking towards him, and his mind went blank.
The tall and thin monk boldly asked: "Senior is the killer of the Seven Kills Sect?"
"Yes." A cold voice came from under the cloak.
"Senior also came down from Maya Mountain?"
"yes."
The tall and thin monk felt a little at ease. After all, they were comrades who had just climbed out of a trench. No matter what the mysterious killing order means, there is still room for change.
"What is this mysterious killing order?"
"For you." The voice under the cloak became colder.
The tall and thin monk was startled. "Give it to us? Have we ever had a grudge against the Seven Kills Sect?"
"When did the Seven Kills Sect murderers need to have grudges?"
"Who sent this mission? Even if we die, we don't want to be fools." The tall and thin monk was still looking for a chance to survive. The Soul-Eating Sect is a regular customer of the Seven Kills Sect, and has an irreversible relationship with the Seven Kills Sect. Even if someone really buys their heads, based on their relationship with the Seven Kills Sect, he believes that as long as his bargaining chip is higher. You can save your life.
Pei Feng under the cloak did not answer. He took out the Zhenwu sword from his storage bag. He wanted to use this Soul Realm monk to test the power of the True Martial Sword.
The Zhenwu sword was slowly unsheathed. The murderous aura in Pei Feng exploded, while the murderous aura in Zhenwu Sword was restrained.
When the Soul Realm monk saw that the killer was unable to get in, all the murderous intent in his body burst out.
"Fight him."
Just as the tall and thin monk finished speaking, he saw the cloaked killer arriving on the roof in an instant. His speed was too fast to be seen with the naked eye.
Pei Feng poured a wisp of Tao power into the Zhenwu Sword. A sword thrust out without any fancy moves.
The Zhenwu sword still retains the sword intention of Master Jingxin's sword to seal his throat. The power of Tao stimulates the attack of the top-level inscription weapon, and one can imagine how terrifying the power is. But visually this sword seems unremarkable. It just gently broke the thin monk's body-protecting aura and gently took off his head. No surrounding bricks or tiles were harmed.
The tall and thin monk's soul baby never appeared. When his head fell, the soul infant dissipated. The whole process is as simple as a mortal butcher slaughtering a chicken.
"The True Martial Sword can kill souls!"
Inside the cloak, Pei Feng's pupils suddenly shrank. The moment he killed the lanky monk, he came to such a shocking conclusion.
"As expected of Master's accompanying magic weapon. It is indeed powerful."
This is the incredible thing about Zhenwu Sword. While it hurts the body, it also leaves wounds on the monk's soul. It is simply the nemesis of the monk soul baby.
The three disciples of the tall and thin monk were frightened by this sudden scene.
Just a sword. They didn't even see the master take action. A generation of strong men died.
The short and fat monk on the eaves was closest to Pei Feng at the moment. There was no trace of blood on his face.
"My lord, my lord, have mercy on me. My lord, please have mercy on me!"
Pei Feng's face lightly glanced at the short and fat monk.
A golden elixir cultivator below spread out his speed and fled.
"Escape will only make your death worse!"
A flash of green light flashed, and a small dagger cut through the sky and stabbed him in the back. His protective aura was easily broken by the soul power attached to the dagger.
The golden elixir monk ignored this minor injury and continued to fly far away with all his strength. But not long after escaping, he felt something strange in his body. He couldn't help but want to enlarge the small wound on his back. This desire grew stronger and stronger until he could no longer control himself...
"Begonia smiles! It's Haitang smiles!" the short and fat monk on the eaves exclaimed loudly.
The sight of his junior brother disemboweling himself in the distance reminded the pudgy monk of an extremely terrifying poison. He remembered that his master once told him that their Soul Eater Sect used that kind of poison a long time ago. It is a shuddering poison with no cure.
"You are very knowledgeable. Do you want to experience it yourself?"
The short and fat monk was paralyzed with fear, and his feces and urine were flowing out.
Pei Feng held his collar and jumped off the eaves. He threw him in front of another monk who was frightened. With a flick of his fingertips, a pill flew into the mouth of another monk.
The man's body was shaking violently and roaring in pain. "No, no! Please forgive me, sir!"
"What you ate is a highly poisonous substance called Two-Heart Cotton. This poison will turn all your bones into powder."
"Two-hearted cotton!"
This is another inhumane poison in the world of cultivation.
"Sir, please give me a happy life!"
"Answer my question, and I will spare your life." Pei Feng said coldly.
His words are naturally not credible. The Seven Killing Sect never leaves anyone alive. But even if it was a lie, the monk still hoped that he would die happily.
"I say, I say anything."
"How to accept the mission of Seven Kills Sect?"
The short and fat monk asked: "Aren't you from the Seven Kills Sect?"
"If I were a member of the Seven Kills Sect, you two would already be corpses now. Answer my question."
The monk who had won two hearts told all the things he knew about the Seven Kills Sect in one breath.
"Very good." Pei Feng threw him a pill. "This is the antidote, take it."
The poisoned monk didn't think about anything else at this time and swallowed Pei Feng's elixir in one gulp, "Thank you, sir."
After a few breaths, the severe pain in his body disappeared. The poison of Liangxinmian has been cured! The monk couldn't help but kowtow to Pei Feng to thank him.
"Death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be avoided!"
After Pei Feng finished speaking, one of the monk's arms flew high into the sky.
"ah!"
Pei Feng said coldly: "You can leave."
The monk endured the severe pain of his broken arm. Kowtow heavily to express gratitude. He stepped on the magic weapon and fled quickly. His heart was beating wildly. Always be prepared for the cloaked monk to hit him from behind. But from beginning to end, the cloaked man never attacked him again. He actually survived.
It wasn't until Yingzhou City completely disappeared from his sight that he breathed a sigh of relief. To prevent the cloaked monks from chasing him. He couldn't stop healing immediately. He must catch up with the elders of his sect to be truly safe. And then they'll make that caped monk regret everything he did today!
After flying not far away, he felt something strange. All the spiritual energy in his body was completely exhausted in a short period of time. Not even Royal Treasure Flight can do it. After falling to the ground, he saw that his broken arm was still bleeding.
According to common sense, even if his spiritual power is exhausted and he cannot seal the wound, the self-healing ability of his golden elixir monk's body should have stopped the bleeding early. He couldn't figure out what was going on with his body. Unable to gather spiritual energy and unable to stop the bleeding.
After a while, the monk from the Central Plains finally turned into a mummy with all his blood flowing out, and he lay forever in the Western Region.
Have fun! A highly poisonous elixir that can remove a monk's cultivation and make it impossible for a person to recover after being injured. This is also the work of Master Qian Mo!
The short, fat monk watched as his junior brother escaped. Immediately a strong desire to survive arose.
"Senior will you really let us go?"
"In my eyes, you are just a few ants. As long as you answer my questions, I don't have to kill you."
"Senior, please ask, I will tell you everything I know."
"What did your Soul Eater Sect get from Tongyou Valley back then?"
The short and fat Taoist priest suddenly realized that the man in front of him was also thinking about things in Tongyou Valley.
"Senior, I really don't know about this matter. I am just a junior disciple in the sect and I am not qualified to know this."
This answer was unexpected by Pei Feng. He didn't really want to know the answer to this question.
Pei Feng's voice immediately dropped. "Then what use are you to me?"
"Senior, senior, I really don't know about this matter. But I heard Master said that the elders of our sect may not have gained anything in that battle. Otherwise, the elders of our sect should have cultivated some powerful magical powers in these years. .”
Pei Feng took advantage of his extreme fear and immediately asked, "How did you know the whereabouts of the spirit fox?"
"I don't know that either. Senior."
Pei Feng suddenly took a step towards him.
"Senior, wait, I know, I know one thing. Before the spirit fox appeared, the elders of my clan had been looking for her for a long time. I heard from the master that many masters in my sect were lurking in the Jin Kingdom. Outside the palace."
Pei Feng's heart suddenly sank.
As expected, Taoist Master Xianyun expected that the Soul-Eating Sect did not meet Qian Yao by chance at all. From this, it can be inferred that the Seven Kills Sect's attack was also premeditated. They all knew that as long as they chased the spirit fox, they could find the whereabouts of the God clan.
"Senior, everything I said is true. I really don't know many things."
"Okay, you can go. But you can avoid the death penalty, but you cannot escape the living penalty."
"Thank you, senior! I'll do it myself." The short, fat Taoist priest saw hope of survival. Compared to the disappearance of the path of life and death, breaking off an arm and greatly reducing one's cultivation level are nothing.
He is also a ruthless person. At that moment, he reluctantly cut off his left arm.
"Thank you, senior, for your kindness." The short, fat monk dodged and rushed into the distance.
A strong sense of crisis surged into his heart. He turned around suddenly, only to see a huge python opening its mouth and biting his head.
At that moment, the name of this strange beast flashed in his mind, "Ancient Qinggu Snake with golden elixir cultivation!"
He immediately used the spiritual power in his body to fight the big snake. But at some point, most of the spiritual energy in his body was lost. Now his cultivation level is at most the level of the spirit transformation realm.
There is no suspense. The body of the squat monk was swallowed whole by the snake.
The crowd cheered at this moment. They all knelt down and saluted the cloaked monk.
A young man boldly asked: "Sir, are you a monk on the sacred mountain?"
Under the cloak, Pei Feng's eyes moved rapidly. Finally he shook his head.
"I am a monk from the Valley of Love."
"Valley of Love!"
The common people have never heard of this cultivation sect. However, from today on, these three words "Valley of Love" will be deeply implanted in the hearts of every ordinary person in Yingzhou City.
They will build temples and churches for this sect they have never heard of. Incense offerings are passed down from generation to generation.
On this day, a benevolent and righteous monk from Youqing Valley saved their entire Yingzhou City!