Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Siege

The white-clothed sword god Bai Wuji is also a rare top powerhouse in the rivers and lakes, and his collection will not disappoint him, with a hint of expectation, Yang Fan slowly infiltrated his spirit into the Qiankun bag.

The spiritual imprint that Bai Wuji left on the Qiankun bag is not weak, that is, it takes a lot of effort to wipe it out by ordinary two-heaven martial artists, but for Yang Fan, it is nothing, his cultivation is only one heavy heaven for forging bones, but his spiritual power is so strong that many middle-level martial artists are ashamed of themselves, and in less than three breaths, the spiritual imprint on the Qiankun bag is strongly destroyed!!

Soon, a space of ten cubic meters appeared in Yang Fan's mind, which was obviously just a lowest-level Qiankun bag.

"The scattered cultivation of the rivers and lakes is the scattered cultivation of the rivers and lakes, which is much worse than the children of the sect. Yang Fan shook his head, a trace of disappointment appeared on his face, the white-clothed sword god Bai Wuji's cultivation is not weak, and his combat power is also quite good, compared to the core disciples of the Seven Star Sect, he is not weak, but he still uses the lowest-level Qiankun bag, I have to say that he is a little cold.

You must know that in the Seven Star Sect, not to mention those core disciples, even those half-step martial arts realm stewards in the outer gate, the Qiankun bags used are probably more advanced than him!!

The next moment

Yang Fan carefully counted the things in the bag.

I saw that in the Qiankun bag, there were several bottles of pills, a bottle of tonifying pills to supplement spiritual power, two bottles of Gathering Spirit Pills to assist in cultivation, and a bottle of Peiyuan Dan used in healing, all of which were the lowest grade Treasure Pills, worth less than three hundred spirit stones, and several martial arts, nine lower-grade martial arts, three medium martial arts, and the best one was a top-grade martial art, that is, the immeasurable starry sky sword technique that Bai Wuji was proud of, but unfortunately they were all sword techniques, but for Yang Fan, who had already entered the Dao of Skills, there was not much help, and fortunately, he could still get the Sect Merit Hall to exchange the contribution points of the sect!!!

The cultivation of martial arts in the Seven Star Sect needs to cost the contribution value of the sect, and if you contribute martial arts to the sect, you can also gain a lot of contribution value, a low-grade martial art with a hundred points of contribution, a medium martial art with a thousand points of contribution, and a high-grade martial art is worth ten thousand points of sect contribution, if these martial arts are all exchanged for sect contribution points, it is also a lot of income.

In addition, there are more than 300 spirit stones, and there is nothing else!!

"The white-clothed sword god, such a big name, but this value, how can a poor word be !!" Yang Fan was speechless for a while, in the Seven Star Sect, the top fifty people on the list of geniuses are afraid that the value is not below him, you must know that Tang Feiyu is only ninety-eighth on the list of people, and he is almost half worth this Bai Wuji!!

Another two days passed.

Thousands of miles away from Hengyang City, Yang Fan, dressed in black, crouched in front of a mountain stream, washing his face with water in both hands, and drinking sweet mountain spring water!!

After he killed the white-clothed sword god Bai Wuji two days ago, those rivers and lakes scattered cultivators seemed to have disappeared all at once, and in two days, nearly three thousand miles, there was not a single single single river and lake cultivator who came forward to rob and kill him.

"Hengyang City Ma Family" rushed to the place where Hengyang City was located, Yang Fan raised his eyes and looked at it, a cold cold light flashed in his eyes, and suddenly, Yang Fan's face changed slightly.

That's when it happened

An arrogant, domineering voice came from afar, sweeping in all directions, "Junior, obediently leave the Blood Spirit Grass, this seat spares you from dying!!"

The next moment

I saw a person stepping into the air, only to see that he was dressed in a yellow shirt, about forty years old, with a serious face, with a broken knife on his back, the whole person has a dominant world, only the momentum of self-respect, the invisible knife qi continues to cut the air in all directions, and the faint void is a little distorted, this is a peerless swordsman!!

"Badao, don't you still want to swallow the treasure alone?" Suddenly, another cold cry sounded, and then I saw a brilliant sword light falling from the sky, and out of it came a swordsman in green clothes, with a kind of detachment from foreign objects, the skin was crystal clear, flashing with dazzling luster, and a long black and shiny hair, parted in the middle, hanging on the shoulders on both sides, and his eyes were radiant, like lightning, which made people palpitate!!

Carrying a simple sheathed long sword on his back, a thumb-thick, about a foot long sword light, constantly circulating, emitting a buzzing sound similar to a dragon's roar, this is a peerless swordsman!!

"Qingyun Sword Saint - Zhuo Qingyun !!" The yellow-shirted swordsman's face condensed slightly, Qingyun Sword Saint Zhuo Qingyun is a well-known peerless swordsman on the rivers and lakes, in Danyang County, thousands of miles away, in terms of sword cultivation alone, only the white-clothed sword god Bai Wuji can stabilize one of his heads, and the other sword cultivators, at most, are among them!!

Of course, the yellow-shirted swordsman is not simple, Huang Tianba, the master of the Batianfeng Badaomen Gate in Danyang County, is a number of sword cultivators in Danyang County, as early as twenty years ago, he has condensed the spirit bones and entered the realm of martial artists, and after twenty years of cultivation, his cultivation is even more unfathomable.

"Brother Huang, Brother Zhuo, so fast footsteps, little brother almost can't keep up with your !!" a chuckle, a clear shadow as fast as lightning, like teleportation, blink of an eye, just to the front, this person looks just in his early thirties, his appearance is very extraordinary, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome facial features, dark eyes like ink, like the endless abyss, people look at it for a while and have the illusion of being sucked in, his skin is not pure snow white, but warm and delicate like jade, but warmer and softer than jade.

Around him, there was an invisible energy, which made people unable to get close to him.

"Evil King - Rain Boundless!!" Huang Tianba frowned again, a Qingyun Sword Saint Zhuo Qingyun had already given him a headache, and now there is another Evil King Yu Wuyan, things are really tricky!!

The evil king Yu Wuyan is both righteous and evil, and he is one of the top powerhouses of the evil path in Danyang County, and his combat power is so strong that he will never be under the hegemony of Huang Tianba!!

That's when it happened

"Boom !!"

A pitch-black demonic aura descended from the sky, beacon fire and wolf smoke, penetrating the heavens and the earth, and soon a middle-aged man came out of it, it was a black-haired middle-aged man, about forty, his appearance was extremely rough, his height was close to one zhang, and his hair was scattered in a shawl, and his hair was extremely thick, reaching to his waist, rolling in the wind, like a demon god! In his eyes, there was a faint demonic light, as if brewing the light of destruction of the world with three calamities and nine tribulations, sweeping the four directions at will, giving people a kind of mountain-like terrifying pressure!!

At the moment of "Black Devil - Murong Jue !!", not only Huang Tianba's brows were deeply furrowed, but even the Qingyun Sword Saint Zhuo Qingyun, who had always been indifferent, changed color slightly.

The black devil Murong Jue is a hundred taboo-free lords, who regards all living beings as ants, and has a thirst for killing, and once slaughtered tens of thousands of people in a town, regardless of the old and the young, women and children, in order to practice a demonic skill, and the bloody means are comparable to demons!!

I don't know if it's a coincidence, or if it's intentional, the four great martial artists of the overlord sword Huang Tianba, Qingyun Sword Saint Zhuo Qingyun, the evil king Yu Wuya, and the black demon Murong Jue each occupy one side, and the spiritual sense firmly locks Yang Fan, and surrounds Yang Fan to death, and the water is impassable!!

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