Jiang Yun killed the Thirteen Eagles of Feilian, and he was not complacent.

The Thirteen Eagles' boss, the Vulture, is only "ordinary" in the system's rating.

Moreover, the martial arts of those who are scattered cultivators are not of high grade, and they are not the top masters at the peak of the Yunling Realm.

However, vultures are more ruthless and cunning than ordinary martial artists, and some inexperienced martial artists can easily fall victim to his way.

Jiang Yun couldn't help but think of Luo Qingchen who challenged him that night.

The next time we meet, we must have a competition with her to see the strength of the real demon.

According to Chu Feiyan later told him, during Luo Qingchen's three days in Xuantian Sect, he defeated several of their true disciples with the Qi Sea Realm.

Only the senior brother He Fan, who was at the peak of the Yunling Realm, barely won a game.

Now that she has broken through to the second level of the Yunling Realm, the senior brother may not be her opponent.

Wandering alone in the Hengduan Mountains, Jiang Yun hunted more than a dozen third-level demon beasts in a row.

In the past few days, his luck has improved, and more than a dozen demon beasts have contributed two inner pills to him.

This trip to the Hengduan Mountain Range was full of experience, and the resources scavenged from the thirteen eagles were worth twenty or thirty thousand spirit stones.

The corpses of three third-level inner pills and dozens of demon beasts can also be sold for thousands of spirit stones.

Especially the head of the vulture, taking back the sect can reward 100,000 sect contribution points.

He doesn't need the sect's contribution points now, and he is going to transfer them to Chu Feiyan and let her exchange them for the time to enter the Xuantian Secret Land to cultivate.

The Xuantian Secret Land contained a Heaven and Earth Spirit Vein, and the cultivation speed inside was three times that of the outside.

True disciples can practice in it for free for three days every month, and if they exceed the time, they will have to exchange for sect contribution points, one thousand points a day.

One hundred thousand sect contribution points can allow her to cultivate in it for a hundred days.

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"It smells of blood. ”

Jiang Yun smelled a strong smell of blood as he walked through a dense forest.

He followed the smell of blood, only to see more than a dozen corpses lying on the ground.

"Senior Brother Yu!"

Jiang Yun saw that there were four corpses dressed in Xuantian Sect's inner door costumes.

One of them he had seen, the inner disciple Yu Changge.

The other three he didn't know the names of, but they also felt familiar.

Four of the other dozen or so corpses were dressed as disciples of the Blood Li Sect, and the other nine were dressed in black, and Jiang Yun couldn't tell their identities.

He looked at the corpses of those people, and there were two disciples of the Blood Sect and six black-clothed people who had been sealed by a sword, and there was a scar on their throats as thin as silk threads.

"Senior Sister Leng. ”

A cold figure appeared in Jiang Yun's mind, and it must be Leng Ying, a true disciple of Xuantian Sect, who had the strength to kill eight people in a row.

She cultivated the way of assassination, and few people had ever seen her make a move, and she had already cultivated the sevenfold spirit realm half a year ago.

"I don't know how Senior Sister Leng is now, how many Xuantian Sect disciples are still alive?"

None of the corpses at the scene were reined in, and it was clear that the battle was not over.

Jiang Yun's eyes flashed with coldness, and he continued to follow the traces of the fight, and found three more corpses hundreds of meters away.

"Qi Haoran. ”

He recognized one of the corpses as Qi Haoran, the chief senior brother of the Blood Drain Sect, and couldn't help but be taken aback.

Qi Haoran's strength was comparable to He Fan's, and he couldn't imagine that even he would die under Leng Ying's sword.

Jiang Yun continued to follow the remaining traces, and after chasing a distance, he found that the traces were becoming more and more messy, and he deduced that Leng Ying was almost unable to hold on, and he couldn't help but be a little worried about her.

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"Leng Ying, you still want to run away after being hit by the blood poison palm, obediently tie your hands and arrest you, we can still leave you a way out. ”

Duan Hu looked at the woman in blue who was surrounded by them and could only rely on the trunk of the tree to stabilize her figure, with a greedy look in her eyes.

He is a true disciple of the Blood Demon Sect, and he has cultivated the seventh level of the Spirit Realm.

The Blood Poison Palm is the unique martial art of the Blood Demon Sect, after being hit by the Blood Poison Palm, the blood poison will continue to erode the meridians of the whole body, and it will also emit a unique smell, and it can be tracked by the Blood Spider of the Blood Demon Sect within thirty miles.

The blood spider in Duan Hu's hand smelled the smell of blood poison, and tracked it all the way to find the injured cold shadow.

The Blood Demon Sect was the seven-rank sect of the Great Jing Dynasty, and they joined forces with the disciples of the Blood Li Sect to encircle and suppress the disciples of the Xuantian Sect who had been trained in the Hengduan Mountain Range.

If he can kill Leng Ying, he can get a large number of sect contribution points.

"Qi Haoran and Jin Huang both died under my sword, if you are not afraid of death, just come forward and try. ”

Leng Ying leaned her back against the trunk of the tree, her palms tucked in her sleeves, her body stood firmly, and her indifferent eyes looked at the two sect disciples surrounding her with cold killing intent.

"What, Senior Brother Qi died under her sword?"

The disciples of the Blood Li Sect all changed their faces when they heard that Qi Haoran had been killed by her.

Qi Haoran, as their chief disciple, had always been an invincible existence in their hearts, and now that he knew that he had died under the sword of the woman in front of him, he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Duan Hu's pupils shrank, Jin Huang was the true inheritance of the Blood Demon Sect like him, and his strength was on par with him, and Qi Haoran was the chief senior brother of the Blood Li Sect, and the two of them were killed by her when they joined forces!

He looked at Leng Ying's hands hidden in his sleeves, knowing that the other party was already at the end of his crossbow, and he didn't dare to take the risk.

The two sides are at a stalemate.

Leng Ying forcibly endured the knife wound on his back and the erosion of blood poison, his eyes staring at the two sect disciples like fierce beasts.

The knife wound on her back was left by Qi Haoran, more than an inch long, and the bones were visible.

It had just been treated briefly, but now the wound was beginning to crack, and she couldn't stand unless she was leaning against the trunk of the tree.

The blood poison left by Jin Huang also continued to erode her meridians, making her whole body itch and pain as if she had been gnawed by thousands of ants.

She knew that she was in a catastrophe this time, so she silently gathered the last trace of spiritual power left in her body, preparing to pull a few more enemies on her back.

"Tick, tick. ”

The wound on Leng Ying's back opened wider and wider, and blood continued to seep more and more, dripping down her back and falling to the ground, making a ticking sound.

"Everyone is doing it together, she's just bluffing. ”

Duan Hu saw the blood flowing from Leng Ying's back and said to everyone.

"Yes, she has been seriously injured by Senior Brother Qi and Senior Brother Jin, and everyone killed her together. ”

"Let's go up together to avenge Senior Brother Qi and Senior Brother Jin. ”

The disciples of the two sects say a word to me, but no one dares to be the first to make a move.

Leng Ying looked at the two sect disciples who were cowering, and the corners of his mouth showed disdainful mockery.

"Everyone go up together, kill her, and the sect will be rewarded. ”

Duan Hu's strength is not bad, confirming that Leng Ying is already dying, thinking of the benefits after killing Leng Ying, his heart is crossed, and he uses his blood poison palm to slap her.

When everyone saw that Duan Hu had already made a move, they all followed suit and besieged him.

Leng Ying's eyes were cold, and the hands in his sleeves tightly grasped the two short swords, waiting for the fatal blow.

"If you want to receive a reward, you have to have a life. ”

Suddenly, a cold voice came, and I saw a figure flying in front of Leng Ying, and the long sword was unsheathed, protecting her behind her.