Zhao Chun pulled out his red-fronted dagger and faced the monk on the left who was holding a long sword. One on two, it was ultimately detrimental to him, so he had to fight quickly to kill one of them.
The sword-wielding monk didn't expect Zhao Chun to react so quickly. He attacked him in one breath. He hurriedly avoided it, but still couldn't reach it. The red-edged dagger penetrated his shoulder and blood flew everywhere!
"How did we meet the sword cultivator!" He cursed secretly and retreated quickly.
Sword cultivators are originally an anomaly among monks. They specialize in killing, and their ability to kill enemies is the best among their peers! During the Qi training period, no big difference can be seen, but after the foundation is established, a sword cultivator who has concentrated his sword Qi can easily equal ten with one!
Although the sword-wielding monk kept retreating, the evil in his eyes was still there. He thought to himself, if you were really a foundation-building sword cultivator, I would still be afraid of you, but you and I are both qi practitioners, so how dare you dare to face the enemy? people?
Seeing him retreating, Zhao Chun refused to let him go and slashed at him with his sword again!
The other sixth level of Qi training is Dharma cultivation. She was not acquainted with the knife-wielding monk, but she knew in her heart that if she allowed this female cultivator to take someone first, she would be like a fish with a knife, and would be slaughtered by others.
At that moment, he made a seal with his hands, and the green light circulated, condensing a long vine towards Zhao Xun!
However, Zhao Shun only glanced at Chang Teng sideways, and with his backhand sword light, Chang Teng instantly split into two sections!
The place where the sword struck was scorched black!
The expression on the face of the vine control cultivator changed several times. The fire attribute suppressed the wood attribute, and when she wielded the sword, the blade of the sword shimmered with brilliance. It really looked like she had gained some true knowledge of the sword!
He was stunned for a moment, and Zhao Chun attacked the sword-wielding monk. He heard a tragic cry, and the man's half shoulder and arm were chopped off by Zhao Chun!
The blow was originally aimed at his head, but he moved to avoid it. However, the serious injury caused the man to fall to the ground in a panic, unable to get up again.
The qi-training monk next to him had already moved aside for fear of being implicated. The vine-controlling cultivator also turned pale with shock. He didn't expect this girl to attack so cruelly. The sword-wielding monk's strength was almost the same as him, but he was only a few breaths away. , and were defeated by human hands.
The two moves are at the same level as the disabled, and they are usually at the sixth level of Qi training, but they are not as terrifying as hers!
The monk holding the sword was lying in a pool of blood. He saw Zhao Xun approaching with the sword. He was panic-stricken and shouted: "It's me...it's me who got greedy! That's why I took action against my fellow Taoist. I already know what I did wrong, and I'm willing to kill him." All the proceeds from the relics will be given to fellow Taoists, and please spare my life! Spare my life!"
Her face was begging for mercy, but her eyes were full of jealousy instead of fear. Zhao Shun looked at her coldly, thinking that she was a child with a yellow mouth. If he really let her go, he might let this guy succeed and even lose his life.
Seeing that Zhao Chun was not moving, he was secretly happy, thinking that begging for mercy had worked, and laughed at the fact that this female cultivator was a disciple of an unknown sect, and had a soft heart when she first entered the outside world. When she came forward to get the object, he killed her!
Zhao Chun took half a step forward and charged at him fiercely. Before he could crush the talisman in his hand, he chopped off his head. The sword passed without a trace, but blood flowed like a pillar, and there was no trace of blood stain on the red edge dagger.
Looking back at Master Teng, he was so shocked that he took a few steps back. With deep fear in his eyes, he said in a trembling voice: "I have offended many people today. This is all an apology. I'll take my leave now!"
He took off the bag from his waist, put it on the ground, turned around and ran away, regardless of his demeanor, and walked towards the distance.
With Zhao Chun's speed, it is easy to catch up with him, but she is not a murderous person. The eyes of Fa Xiu are full of fear, and he will not attack her again if he thinks about it, and this trip is for the purpose of moistening the wood fruit. It is not good to put the cart before the horse and add right and wrong.
Watching this battle, some of the other monks who were here quickly left, fearing that she would become red-blooded and not spare others. There was someone left for Runmuguo who stood there timidly and whispered: "Senior, I'll wait..."
Zhao Chun searched the cloth bag on the sword-wielding monk and saw that there was an unused fireball talisman in his fist. His eyes became more serious, thinking that he had lost countless monks to him.
He picked up the cloth bag left by the cultivator just now, weighed it, and felt satisfied. Hearing the man's question, he calmly replied: "You can pick it yourself."
Under fifty years, it was of little use to her, so she didn't have to compete with these monks.
She quickly jumped to the top and continued to look for the Runmu fruit. Others saw that her words didn't sound like she was lying, but they didn't dare to speak out easily. It wasn't until Zhao Xuan couldn't pick any more and left that she shook her legs and came out to search. The spiritual fruit underneath.
"Who is that person? He actually fought one against two, and even took one life! But he has a great cultivation level?" The casual cultivator who spoke was only at the third level of Qi training. He had just seen two people attack Zhao Xun, so he thought she would run away in a hurry. Unexpectedly, he drew his sword against the enemy, killing one person and forcing another to escape.
The person who answered him was a fifth-level Qi practitioner. Judging from what he was wearing, he must be a monk from the sect. He had some knowledge. He replied: "The power of these three people should be at the sixth level of Qi practitioner before they reach the later stage. "
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, and some people gasped: "You are so young, you are already on the sixth floor!"
The monk from the sect sneered and looked at him with raised eyebrows. When he saw everyone gathered around him, he felt a little like stars holding the moon, and then he said: "Among the large sects, there are many people from the age of twelve or thirteen to the late stage of Qi training, and there are even more What's more, they were able to build the foundation at the tender age of fifteen. The most famous ones are Song Yikun, the leader of the Southern Territory to the Yue Sect, the head of the family, and Xue Jing, the genius disciple of Rong Qingshan. Both of them have Tianling roots, and they built the foundation at the age of ten. Now at the age of seventeen or eighteen, it’s time to ask for Ning Yuan!”
The others were all amazed. After hearing about such a genius, they suddenly felt a slight sense of disparity. Even the previous scene of Zhao Chun killing someone of the same rank with one force was much lighter.
There are those who are fellow monks in the sect and feel a little disdainful of that person's proud attitude. They secretly think that the power of a genius has nothing to do with you. You are here to show off your own power through others.
In my heart, I am clearer than others. What I know is that Song Yikun and Xue Jing are such a proud person. It is rare to see them in a hundred years. Like Zhao Chun, they still have the upper hand against two people of the same level. Even if they are not considered to be top geniuses, they still have the upper hand. It is also more numerous than their peers.
Zhao Shun didn't know this, so she took the Runmu fruit and found a hidden place to count it. Adding it up with the two monks, there were more than 800 in total. The vine-controlling monk kept a low profile, but there were still three in the bag. A spiritual fruit that is hundreds of years old and green all over.
In this way, Zhao Chun had nine hundred-year-old Runmu fruits in his hand, and eight hundred and thirty fruits that were over fifty years old, which I thought would be enough for a long time.
The knife-wielding monk's body and furniture were in her hands, and she said that the casual cultivators were really poor. They only had more than a hundred stones, two or three bottles of elixirs, and two fireball talismans, which were still considered a gain. Zhao Xuan put them away together and sighed. No matter how small it is, it is still meat.
She had little use for the outer elixir garden, so she still had to go into the inner layer to look for it. Thinking of this, she collected the spiritual fruits and put them into a storage bag and turned to the exit of the elixir garden.
First meet up with Menghan and then head inward.
Unexpectedly, I just arrived at the gathering field and met an acquaintance.
The leading young man has a handsome face and a pine-like figure. Who else could it be if he wasn't Fan Shuping of the Fenyu Sect?
But when they were on the boat, there were still seven or eight people there, but now there were only three left. Except for the charming junior sister Zhao Zhanqian, there was only a round-faced disciple behind him.
The three of them seemed to be arguing with someone else again, but this time the opponent was not as good as Fang Xunzuo. They all engaged in verbal arguments. They raised their spiritual weapons with dark faces and directly attacked the weakest round-faced disciple among the three!
Fan Shuping waved his sleeves to block the attack, and used his hands to pinch the attack.
After all, it was the fifth level of Qi training. It was easy to block the third and fourth levels of Qi training. However, there were so many people on the opposite side, ten of them, that it was quite difficult for him.
Zhao Xuan watched with cold eyes, not wanting to take action, and continued to move forward. Hearing the sound of explosions behind him, he glanced back and saw that it was Zhao Zhanqian who threw out talismans all over the sky, blasting the opponent until he retreated.
It’s true that winning depends on wealth...
While sighing, they had arrived at the stone gate. Meng Han was sitting quietly on the ground. When he saw her jumping out, he opened his eyes and said with a smile: "But it's a full harvest?"
Zhao Shun nodded, and after Meng Han got up, he followed him to the inner level.
