If you ask ordinary people what is the most cruel thing in this world, they will definitely answer that being without food, belly and clothes is the most cruel thing.
And if you ask monks what is the cruelest thing in the world, they will definitely answer that the rules of fighting for opportunities and eliminating the weak are the most cruel.
But if you want to ask those geniuses who have experienced the king's realm, which time is the most cruel competition for opportunities, they will definitely answer the king's realm.
Cultivation has always been cruel. Every monk is like a boat, struggling to cross the boundless sea, and may be swallowed by a wave at any time.
But now, Middle-earth is like an angry boundless sea.
Let countless geniuses gather, let killers and bandits run rampant, and eventually they will all be swallowed up by the boundless sea.
The cruelty is vividly demonstrated here, turning everyone into summer cicadas and becoming the prey of the mantis.
But the existence of many who think they are hunters is just food in the eyes of the oriole.
…
On the second day after Song Yulong and others entered the world of formations, Yi Ran and Mo Xiangyi arrived at Xifeng City.
As soon as they entered the city, they heard the news that Song Yulong and his men were killing all around. They used weak attacks to kill five late-stage spiritual beings with strong force, and let the other seven late-stage spiritual beings escape in blood. Compared with the battle between the Tang family and elders, they were even more terrible. Worse than that.
As for the news that the seven spirit beings who fled in blood were eventually killed outside Xifeng City, although it was also circulated in the city, it did not cause much trouble.
It can be seen that at this time and here, the life of the strong is like a piece of grass.
…
They did not enter the city with a high profile, and even the Peach Blossom Sword and Qiu Shui Dao were put away, so no one knew their identities.
In a roadside wine shop, they sat opposite each other, Yi Ran drinking and Mo Mo drinking tea together. Several dishes of side dishes exuded a rich aroma.
"Yi Ran, do you think Song Yulong and the others have reached the middle stage of spiritual level? They were able to defeat twelve late-stage spiritual beings."
Mo Xiangyi squinted her eyes, which were full of smiles. Those eyes that quickly turned into a line and two small dimples made Mo Xiangyi look extremely playful and cute.
"It should be so. Their gains in the Tianchi Secret Realm are not small, and they have gained such a reputation in Central Continent. Logically speaking, they should have made a breakthrough long ago."
"Being able to block such an attack just after breaking through is probably the result of hard work."
Mo Xiangyi rested her chin on the table with both hands, looked at Yiran with great affection and said:
"Everyone is working hard, but when can I kill the late-stage spiritual being?"
The woman who was obviously very delicate spoke such domineering words, as if the strong men in the late spiritual stage were just weeds on the roadside.
The shopkeeper and the guests of the wine shop were all turned to stone, looking at the two people who were talking nonsense with strange eyes.
"I didn't expect that there are still people in the Eastern Region who would dare to comment on the three young masters like this. They are really formidable!"
"I don't know what kind of power they come from, but they have the confidence to say such things!"
Some people are indeed admiring, but more people are ridiculing.
After all, in their opinion, none of the disciples who came from a powerful force and were qualified to come to the King's Realm alone would come to such a low-end roadside wine shop.
"Hehe, none of the young people nowadays don't want to use the names of the three young masters to get ahead, and they don't think about how much they have."
"That's right, I heard that a few young people clamored to kill the late-level spiritual bandits, and then nothing happened!"
…
Those people ate meat and drank wine without even looking at Yiran, but it was clear who their words were aimed at.
Yiran drank a glass of strong wine, but just shook his head, unwilling to be like these native monks.
But Mo Xiangyi obviously didn't want to expose it. She took out the autumn water knife from the space ring and thrust it directly into the ground.
"boom!"
The ground shook, and the formations that reinforced the city immediately began to move, and began to dissolve the terrifying power coming from the Qiu Shui Knife.
Several monks in the wine shop who were not high in cultivation but had sharp words were immediately knocked to the ground by the shock.
They stood up in embarrassment and looked at the sword that was inserted into the ground and looked like a long sword with Tianhuang Qinan as its sheath.
Then he subconsciously exclaimed:
"That's Qiu Shui Dao, she is Mo Xiangyi!"
The entire wine shop fell into silence, and then was instantly set on fire.
"I said that young people are terrible. How can ordinary people dare to comment on the three young masters like this? This is because they are close friends and have experienced life and death together!"
"Yes, I have heard their stories too! And I heard that Mo Xiangyi has entered the spiritual level. Now he can kill killers in the mid-level spiritual level and can defeat the killers in the late spiritual level! A sword of autumn water can kill the killer to the point of fear. She She is the goddess in my heart!”
Obviously, Mo Xiangyi's fame has begun to spread throughout the Eastern Region of Central Continent, causing many people who have never seen her to regard her as a goddess!
However, when Mo Xiangyi heard those flattering words, she became less interested and did not even want to cause trouble for those people anymore.
"Let's go!"
Mo Xiangyi turned back to Yiran and said.
Yiran raised the wine jar and drank it all in one gulp, then stood up and said:
"It's a pity that this table has food."
…
Yi Ran and Mo Xiangyi did not enter the world of formations immediately. They knew too little about the King Realm and the world of formations. West Wind City was the best place for them to collect information.
What's more, they are not in a hurry to find opportunities. On the contrary, it is more beneficial to Mo Xiangyi to keep fighting.
Yi Ran never took out the Peach Blossom Sword, and Mo Xiangyi also put away the Qiu Shui Knife and bought a long knife at a weapons shop in the city.
The two of them resumed the same thing they did when they first met between West Wind City and the World of Formation - robbery!
Of course, they did not rob the monks who were really preparing to enter the king's realm, but the bandits.
Whenever bandits blocked the path of ordinary monks, Mo Xiangyi would appear, silently attacking the bandits directly.
At first, some bandits looked down upon Mo Xiangyi's cultivation and regarded her as an ordinary early-stage martial spirit.
But when two late-stage spiritual beings were carelessly struck by Mo Xiangyi and almost died, no one dared to be careless anymore.
However, even so, countless monks in Xifeng City were shocked because they discovered another evildoer who could compete with a strong person in the late spiritual stage with his cultivation at the early stage of the spiritual stage!
Mo Xiangyi was disguised. No one knew who she was and why she wanted to attack those bandits.
It wasn't until later that someone was selling tokens in Xifeng City, and people were shocked to realize that their purpose was to fight against the robbers!
This speculation caused an explosion in the entire West Wind City, and countless bandits hiding in the city were all furious.
It has always been their business, but now it is snatched away by others and their financial path is cut off. No one will be happy.
"Check, find them out for me quickly. I will definitely stretch her muscles and peel off her skin to make her understand who has the final say in Xifeng City!"
"Find her for me. If you don't find her for me, where will the faces of us bandits be?"
"..."
The gangsters, who had been keeping a low profile at first, suddenly exploded. They couldn't believe that there were young people who didn't know the heights of the world and dared to regard them as hunting targets.
They jumped out one by one, not caring about their identities as they were supposed to be yelled at, and pointed out that they wanted to skin the man and woman.
However, even though the entire West Wind City was in turmoil, there were countless powerful bandits lurking outside the city, making ordinary monks afraid to leave the city.
But Yi Ran and Mo Xiangyi were not moved at all and continued to sell tokens in the city.
Yiran collected too many tokens from the killers he killed along the way, but after being targeted by bandits, he could only sell small amounts of tokens in secret, which made Yiran feel that his business was really bleak.
"These people dare to cut off our financial resources. Why don't we kill them and go out and loot them again!"
Mo Xiangyi showed her little tiger fangs, her eyes were bent into a crescent shape, and her fists were raised high.
Yiran also smiled and nodded:
"Indeed, if you don't show them some color, they really think we are easy to bully!"
After that, the two of them walked directly out of the city, not caring about how many pairs of eyes outside the city were staring at them.
Possessing powerful spiritual perception, Mo Xiangyi's mental power is even stronger than that of later magic spirits.
When they deliberately hide their aura to make a sneak attack, even if they touch those people, the other party may not be able to detect them.
So another battle that was beyond everyone's expectations began, one group after another, and countless bandits were brutally killed by Mo Xiangyi.
Unknowingly, he was slapped unconscious. When he woke up, he found that he had been robbed, not even the gold coins in his sleeve pocket were left.
So the bandits in Xifeng City became even more crazy, constantly clamoring to skin Yi Ran and the two of them, but they didn't even know who was taking action.
This kind of torture lasted for ten days. When all the gangsters in the city felt that life was worse than death and they were ashamed, Mo Xiangyi finally felt that he had had enough fun.
Yi Ran hung up the Peach Blossom Sword, and Mo Xiangyi also picked up the Autumn Water Knife and walked side by side towards the outside of the city.
Before the two of them left West Wind City, countless eyes were cast on them from both sides of the street.
"It's them, it's them!"
At this moment, countless people stretched out their fingers to point at the backs of the two of them. Their bodies were trembling like waning old men, which clearly showed how excited they were in their hearts.
"Who are they? How dare they come out in such a big way? Are they demonstrating against us?"
The big bandits at the late spiritual level were furious and roared fiercely.
"It's so unreasonable to die! How dare they be so arrogant? Doesn't anyone in the huge Xifeng City dare to deal with them?"
A gangster in the middle stage of the spiritual level frowned angrily, only regretting that his level was still so low that he was no match for the two of them.
However, there are also sharp-eyed bandits. After seeing the two men with hanging swords and swords, they immediately turned and left without saying a word. They obviously knew the identities of Yiran and Mo Xiangyi.
Xifeng City, which has stood for thousands of years, has never made such a big fuss because of two young people, but it happened today, and the trend is getting worse.
Amidst the extremely noisy shouts, Yi suddenly turned around after walking under the city wall and said to the entire West Wind City in an extremely calm tone:
"I still have a total of eighty-three tokens in my hand. Those who intend to enter the king's realm can exchange them for spiritual materials above the spiritual level. If there are no spiritual materials, anything of equal value will do!"
The moment Yiran finished speaking, the entire West Wind City exploded.
No one could have imagined that this young man could call himself the king.
No one can imagine that such a young man actually has as many as eighty-three tokens in his hand.
And they know very well that in the past ten days, this person has sold far more than double-digit tokens!
Everyone was roaring in their hearts, because they knew very well how this person's token was obtained. It could be said that this was a naked slap in their face.
A tall and burly man couldn't hold back his inner anger. He walked towards Yiran step by step indifferently and roared like a lion:
"Give me ten tokens!"
His voice was firm and unquestionable, as if no one could disobey him.
"Pay with one hand and deliver with the other!"
Yiran looked directly at the man, without any hesitation.
"No one in the entire West Wind City dares to ask me to take out anything!"
The burly man stretched out his hand to grab the token at Yiran's feet, obviously not taking Yiran seriously.
However, the next second, his strong body flew out uncontrollably, and Yiran's decisive voice immediately appeared in everyone's ears:
"Today, I will teach you how to do business!"
As soon as the voice fell, Yiran's figure flashed out like lightning, arriving behind the burly man almost in the blink of an eye.
"you wanna die!"
The burly man's internal energy surged, and he stopped for a moment. A long sword with a strong cold air appeared in his hand, and he slashed directly at Yiran, his movements smooth and smooth.
"This king is here to do business with you!"
Yiran's domineering Wushuang didn't pay attention to the burly man's aura that seemed to kill someone. Instead, he took a step forward to meet the burly man's burly body.
There was no roar, and the whole place fell into deathly silence.
Yiran raised his left hand, and with five fingers like an eagle's claws, he directly clasped the strong man's arms that were slashed down. Then a token appeared in his right hand and slapped the strong man's face directly.
As the strong man stepped back, he heard Yi Ran say indifferently:
"Use your space ring to purchase a token from me. The transaction has been completed!"
If you want to talk about forced buying and selling, this is the best example.
But no one in the room dared to say a word. They neither dared to offend the veteran king whose reputation had been spread for decades, nor did they want to offend this young man who had also reached the king's rank.
Many people's faces were suddenly startled, and they immediately remembered a piece of news that had been widely circulated recently.
Yiran, the youngest elder of Luotian Sect, is a 24-year-old mid-term king, and can kill the assassin king who has also reached the mid-term with his sword.
"They are actually Yi Ran and Mo Xiangyi! They don't even take the Wang family seriously, so no wonder they dare to ignore many bandits!"
"As expected of a boy born from a hero, this time when the King Realm opens, there will definitely be a strange disturbance!"
There were more and more discussions, but no bandit dared to show up anymore. Finally, a monk came out and said to Yiran:
"Fellow Taoist, my token has been robbed. Can you sell me a token?"
"In exchange for spiritual materials, you will never be deceived!"
"..."
Some people died, but not completely...
