The man's face was ugly. These little bugs really had the means to hurt him. He put away his contempt and moved around to avoid the most deadly attacks. At the same time, his spiritual energy surged to break free from the entanglement of the vines again, and he continued without stopping for a moment. The earth shattered the heavy earth magic formation.
Although this crude formation was not fatal, it limited his speed and made the attack of the boy in front of him more dangerous.
The man stretched out his arms and used the flute as a sword in his hand to block Wei Lin's fierce attack. The ink light on the flute rose sharply, and powerful force erupted from the flute. It shocked Wei Lin's arms to numbness and he could hardly hold the sword steady. The explosion The violent spiritual power left deep scars on his body that were visible to the bones.
The defensive formation that had dissipated on the wooden sign was activated again. No, it had to be fought quickly. After being injured, Tiandao's malicious intent became apparent again. Wei Lin could clearly feel that his perception ability had been greatly weakened.
After concentrating his gaze, spiritual power was continuously sent into Mo Li's sword. Green leaves spread from the sword to the front of him. The sharp sword temporarily restrained the man's attack and achieved a brief calm.
Behind the two men was a whirlwind. Other disciples who wanted to help did not dare to approach the center of the battle. They were afraid that they would be torn apart by the surging spiritual swords of both sides before they could get close.
After all, the man was in the Golden Core stage. Mo Xiao blocked the long sword that could penetrate the Ling Gang. There was no fatal threat. He felt slightly relieved. His eyes fell on the Mo Li Sword and the wooden sign in Wei Lin's hand, greed flashing in his eyes. : "It seems that besides the Buddha relics, you have a lot of treasures."
As the force on the ink flute gradually increased, Wei Lin finally couldn't hold on anymore and was thrown away. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up, saying: "Okay."
"What?"
The man was shocked, and then he found that his body was numb and hot, and it was poisonous!
When did it happen?
He guessed that in just a moment, his body swelled up quickly as if he had been blown out of air.
Ying Qi walked out from behind the tree and couldn't help but feel proud: "You must be very strange. When did you get poisoned? Those explosion symbols were not just for you to set off fireworks. They were filled with poisonous powder and exploded around you. Piaoliang, you fought with your junior brother for so long just now, your energy and blood——"
Before he finished speaking, Wei Lin rushed forward again with his sword in hand. The poisoned man's actions were much slower than before. He was pierced through the heart by a sword before he even had time to react.
After completely crushing his heart and confirming that the person was dead, Wei Lin drew his sword, turned around, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why don't you continue talking?"
"He is dead."
Ying Qi, who was cut off mid-pretend, had a look of constipation on his face. He said nothing even though the person was dead. He no longer had any sense of accomplishment. This sense of accomplishment can only be achieved by looking at the other person's expression, looking at his shock and despair. , Sudden realization, and annoyance are interesting, otherwise what would you do with all that effort?
Wei Lin lowered his eyes and used his sword to pick out the large and small storage bags on the golden elixir male cultivator's body. "It's safer to be dead. If you want to finish it quickly, you have to leave as soon as possible."
Ying Qi's face turned red and he smiled: "Haha, junior brother loves to joke."
"Pfft, hiss—"
Yingjiu and the others couldn't hold it back any longer, they laughed out loud, hurting their wounds, and couldn't stop gasping.
Their grinning looks amused Ying Qi. For a moment, he no longer felt embarrassed and started laughing.
Wei Lin threw a bunch of storage bags to them and said, "Let's go quickly."
Ying Qi said in surprise: "Were they separated? You killed him."
Wei Lin: "I can't kill him alone. All the brothers and sisters have contributed, so it's fair to divide the spoils."
At this time, my perception was weakened by the way of heaven. If there were any marks on the objects of the golden elixir monk and I didn't find them, I would be tricked to death if I were unlucky later.
Everyone looked at each other. With Jin Danqi's net worth, they really didn't have the courage to refuse. Thinking about it, they had also contributed. If they hadn't been on the side to restrain him, Junior Brother Qianjiu wouldn't have been able to kill Jin Danqi no matter how talented he was. They couldn't help but feel at ease. stand up.
Ying Qi handed the ink flute to Wei Lin: "Junior brother has contributed the most. Junior brother takes this ink flute as everyone expects it."
Mo Xiao is the natal magic weapon of the Golden Core Stage, the best of all his items. Ying Qi is quite kind. Wei Lin raised his eyes and looked at him and smiled: "Senior Brother, I thanked you for your kindness, but I If you are not good at music, such a magic weapon will be like a pearl covered in dust in my hands. You guys can discuss this flute, I just want the spiritual stone."
Ying Qi thought about it for a while, but didn't insist and said, "Then break it into a spiritual stone and give it to your junior brother."
Wei Lin nodded in agreement. The natal magic weapon is the most important magic weapon for a monk. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is his brother. There is more than 90% chance that such an important magic weapon will have a special mark.
Everyone also knew that time was urgent, so they quickly divided the spoils and left in a hurry.
After traveling quickly all night, at dawn, the group had arrived outside a small town in the westernmost part of the Beishan System.
Ying Qi looked at it and said softly: "This is it."
This small town is a stronghold of Canye Pavilion on the edge of the Beishan system. Wei Lin has a long and deep gaze. The monks at Yuan'an Temple have never seen his true face that day, whether they were disguised as scholars to go to the temple to inquire about it, or later. When they broke into the Yanming Tower at night, they never missed the true appearance.
Even if he guessed that the Buddha relics were stolen from Canye Pavilion, there was no way he would know that it was him.
It turns out that this is Lan Shu's method, not to kill, but to leak his identity.
A little girl on the first level of Qi training has a fatwa to kill him. Now I am afraid that no one in the entire Beishan system knows about it. Before long, I am afraid that the entire Canglan Continent will know that he is a cripple. The killer of Night Court.
Lan Shu now has all the relevant matters concerning the Huang-level and Xuan-level killers. This time, she has taken full action and will not leave any room. I am afraid there is also her spy here.
Thinking of this, he said: "Senior Brother Ying Qi and Ying Ninth, the two of you go to the stronghold to inquire about the situation, while the others heal their injuries first."
Ying Qi and Ying Jiu did not refuse. They were the two with the highest cultivation here. Although Junior Brother Qianjiu was far more powerful than them, he was seriously injured in that battle and had to travel all night. Naturally, he had to take this opportunity to heal his injuries. .
Wei Lin stared at the direction the two left and pondered for a while, then said to everyone: "I will go to the city gate to meet you, and you should leave a few people on guard."
After giving the instructions, he disappeared into the dark forest like a wisp of blue smoke.
This town is very small, where immortals and mortals live together. There is no one stationed at the city gate, and there is not even a hidden magic circle.
Most of the people in the town were qi-training monks. Seeing Ying Qi and the others in the foundation-building stage, they stayed away from each other. The two Ying Qi looked at each other, exhaled slightly, and walked quickly towards the stronghold.
Wei Lin felt relieved. Without the high-level monks, nothing could go wrong. Looking at the inn, he walked around to the side, jumped lightly to the roof, and found Ying Qi and others.
"You don't know either?" Ying Qi's voice came, showing displeasure, "You are espionage personnel, how could you not know about such a big thing!"
Wei Lin held his breath and listened calmly.
"Do you know how serious this matter is? We are killers, killers! How can we be killers when our faces are exposed! Don't you think we can die fast enough!"
Ying Qi’s lungs are about to burst with anger.
The stewards here looked confused. They were just the fringe intelligence organization, and they had no access to many things. After this incident, not to mention the killers, they were the ones who were in danger.
Except for the fact that the killer needs to come into contact with people outside the cabinet, he spends most of his time in the cabinet, which is much better than the isolated spies like them who are mixed among various forces.
If it weren't for his lack of combat power, he wouldn't have chosen to become an espionage officer. Fortunately, he gritted his teeth and spent a lot of spiritual stones to bribe the manager, and got the task of such an espionage stronghold.
Going deep into the various forces is the most dangerous.
Looking at the furious Ying Qi, he comforted him: "Senior brother, calm down, calm down. This matter is too bad in nature and has touched the bottom line of our Canye Pavilion. The higher-ups will definitely find out. If senior brother can be useful, he can get my little brother. Just ask."
Ying Jiu also grabbed Ying Qi. There was no point in getting angry with them about this matter. It was only right to go back quickly and said: "We need a route back."
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