A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

"escape?"

"Anyone who can't defeat me can't escape me."

Jiang Ding shook his head and pointed his finger.

boom!

The Taiqing Flying Sword disappeared, killing the golden ape with a sword intent that filled the sky. The speed far exceeded the speed limit reached by a mid-stage Jindan monk burning his blood essence.

A biting chill came from behind.

It was a soul-destroying sword, more terrifying than the most vicious evil poison sword. If it was pierced into the body, it would die. There was no such thing as surviving by cutting off the tail, and the whole body would be turned into powder.

"kill!"

Huang Bao turned back and roared, his eyes were blood red, and the mana in his body was restless under the burning of essence and blood. The muscles of his furry arms were bulging. He clenched the golden knife with both hands and slashed backwards.

The golden sword energy all over the sky followed, covering the entire sky.

Taiqing's flying sword happened to kill him.

Ding!

The swords collided, sparks bloomed in the big tent, and the terrible sound of clicking was heard again.

"Damn it!"

"What kind of flying sword is this!"

The yellow leopard was forced back hundreds of meters by a huge force. The tiger's mouth hurt, and his soul felt a sting.

Looking down, he saw that the palm holding the knife was already bloody, with drops of blood dripping into the sky.

On the blade, there is another crack that reaches as deep as the back of the knife. The medium-grade magical sword that has been practiced for hundreds of years is whining and trembling. The aura is dimming a lot, and it is almost about to break and collapse.

"One more strike and you will die."

Jiang Ding's voice came softly: "Don't worry, your head will become a part of Tushan Fairy City to deter latecomers like you, so that it will not be wasted."

"If you say this, you will feel honored and your life will not be wasted?"

"Your Mightiness!"

Huang Bao felt a chill in his heart and reluctantly said: "I have a background. I am one of the famous Eighteen Blood Cloud Riders in Beiyuan."

"My eldest brother is a quasi-Nascent Soul level Daxiu Xueliuyun. He is a person with great reputation among Beiyuan casual cultivators. He rose from the bottom and does not treat people based on his family background. He has killed many members of the twenty-eight families of the Righteous Demon Alliance. The Golden Core cultivator once escaped from the Nascent Soul cultivator of the Six Paths Sect."

"My eldest brother, Yuntian Yuntian, has never bullied the casual cultivators outside the Twenty-Eight Clan."

"This time, I took the initiative to challenge you. If you lose, get robbed, or get hurt, he won't care."

"But, I am his sworn brother. We formed a sworn alliance with other brothers and sisters three hundred years ago to fight against the Good and Evil Alliance. Over the course of hundreds of years, our relationship has been withered, but our relationship is deep."

"If I die, no matter the reason, he will definitely avenge me."

"I admit defeat this time and am willing to fully compensate fellow Taoist."

Huang Bao wiped off the spiritual mark on his storage bag, threw it out, and said sincerely: "This matter is known to everyone among the Beiyuan Jindan monks, and it is absolutely true. Please forgive me for this shameful life."

"I am willing to swear an oath to never reveal what happened today."

"Cloud of blood?"

"A strong casual cultivator who rose up in the northern plains ruled by his family?"

Kuang Taoist Jiang Dingtian searched for a moment in his memory and found relevant memories. All his experiences were admirable. He couldn't help but admire: "This man is indeed a hero. He is proud and does not bully the weak. He is really desirable."

"Your Excellency means..."

Huang Bao was delighted.

Relying on this move, he has escaped from the hands of strong people many times, including some golden elixir monks from small and medium-sized families. Without affecting himself, he would still let him live for the sake of his eldest brother's reputation.

"It means you are still going to die."

Jiang Ding showed a smile.

"To kill such a heroic man for no reason is harmful to my moral integrity. I am a kind person and cannot do this."

"But if he comes to the door himself, wouldn't it be a great thing?"

"Ha ha……"

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, and please go on your way."

boom!

The Taiqing Flying Sword's sword intent was hot and strong, extremely exciting, and the sense of destruction spread in all directions. The sword's speed suddenly increased sharply, and it descended brightly on the golden ape's head.

"Damn sword maniac!"

Huang Bao cursed and cursed in despair, his slightly hot heart suddenly became cold, and the extremely tragic aura spread out.

"kill!"

He suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, and the hot blood and essence burned together with the magic power, forming a raging flame of blood and light.

The flames spread on the golden monkey hair, and ignited the flesh and blood amidst the sizzling sound. The endless flames gathered crazily towards the golden knife, making its power soar, shaking the clouds that filled the sky, and the killing intent was violent and cold.

"Die!"

Huang Bao roared angrily and violently swung this extremely sublime sword. His infinite confidence returned, as if he had returned to the days when the Eighteen Blood Cloud Riders were faced with the encirclement and pursuit of many families.

No matter how hard it is, it can be cut through with one sword!

boom!

The swords struck each other, the flames and sword energy collided, the auras destroyed each other, and there was a slight stalemate.

Click!

Then, a crisp sound appeared, extinguishing all hope, leaving only a cold patch.

The golden sword magic weapon was broken into three pieces, the spiritual light was completely extinguished, and it was thrown in all directions.

A blue flying sword slashed open a jet-black iron shield magic weapon that was barely ejected, pierced the fragile shield, and slashed into the neck covered with golden monkey hair. The body-refining body that was said to be comparable to a magic weapon had no effect.

Endless sword energy of destruction poured into it, destroying all life while preserving the body.

"My elder brother...will avenge me."

The divine light in Huang Bao's eyes dimmed, and he spoke his last words in this world with endless resentment.

The body without any vitality fell to the ground.

When he reached the midair, his body paused. A dim golden elixir and the soul that was about to disappear were carried by the azure flying sword, suspended in front of the young man in green, and the brilliant sword light converged.

"Brother, are you affected by the flying sword? You are a little careless. In fact, this person can be let go."

Jiang Ding took out a high-grade soul-searching talisman and placed it on the head of the weak soul, checking it secretly.

"Influence?"

"There's no impact."

"I am still cautious. His eldest brother is not a Nascent Soul. I have become too cautious. If I continue to be cautious, I will have to bury myself in the soil, ignore everything, and let others take away my wealth."

"Of course, the premise is that what this person says is true."

After a while, the soul-searching talisman and the soul turned into ashes, and a dark spiritual light was put away and read by Jiang Ding.

Scenes passed by, and this person's life quickly appeared before his eyes.

"it is true."

"There is something about this bloody cloud. It was originally a slave of a mortal noble of the Yin family of the Six Paths Sect, Heavenly Humanity, and Dao. He rose to prominence by relying on a low-level skill Hunyuan Jing left by casual cultivators. He became famous in Beiyuan and once escaped from Yuanying."

"He may have Taozi-level talent. Of course, due to his acquired education, if there is no unlucky chance, his achievements will be far from being comparable to that of Taozi."

"It's like the Saint Son of Six Paths in this person's memory. He achieved the Golden Elixir before he was a hundred years old and became a genius at the age of a hundred."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

"In the joint research between the Immortal Sect and the Nine Immortal Sects, achieving the golden elixir prematurely is a recipe for disaster. If the soul experience and mana polishing are not enough, it will often take several times or ten times more time to make up for it in the future, and it may not be possible. success."

"The Taoism of the Nine Immortal Sects is polished bit by bit, not pursuing the speed of cultivation, first slowly and then faster, and bit by bit the foundation of the great power level of refining the void is built."

"With this step-by-step practice, even if you don't have any big opportunities in the future, you will definitely become a god and have a 10% to 20% chance of cultivating the void."

"For the likes of the Holy Son of Six Paths, the peak of Nascent Soul is most likely to be his end. There is a great chance that he can become a god, and then his path will be terminated."

"This is the acquired immortal education and the gap in the sect's background."

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