The leader of this layer frowned: "You are from Ziyun Town?"

But he was greeted by a knife that was rapidly enlarged!

Poof!

Blood splattered!

There is no nonsense, and the night is directly out of the knife without a trace. Fight with the remaining dozen people.

......

Night Without a Trace, the faster you kill, the more you kill, the more ruthless!

An hour later, he had reached the eightieth stone step!

There are still twenty stone platforms left, and a hundred steps will be killed by him!

There are also two more red rays on the blood shadow, which looks even more bewitching.

Night Without a Trace is very confused, follow your own actions!

After killing so many outer disciples of the Zixiao Sect, why didn't a strong man come out to stop it?

"Kill him!"

"Kill!"

In the face of these Zixiao Sect disciples who seriously lacked experience in fighting, Ye Wuxian was able to deal with it with ease.

Even if this is the eighty-first level, the cultivation realm has been raised to the ninth rank of a martial artist!

Drawing a knife and waving it in the field, it brought up blood flowers.

Every knife fell on the important part.

Their sense of battle is not on the same level at all, and they are a little timid when they fight.

One of the outer disciples stabbed at him with a sword, and the sword glowed with blue light!"Sword Yao!"

Exude a domineering momentum!

Shout!

A flash of sword!

The blue light came to an abrupt end! Before he could finish it, he was decapitated by the sword.

......

The hundredth floor!

This is the largest stone platform.

Also to the top of the outer gate.

It wasn't until this moment that Ye Wuxian saw the face of the Zixiao Sect.

There are four peaks in total, and the one where Night Without a Trace is located is one of them. As far as the eye can see, three peaks surround a huge mountain suspended in the air.

A huge waterfall on the mountain peak goes straight down, flowers bloom, cranes flying, a great grandeur.

There was a loss of hope in the night. A beautiful place.

But alas, only he can see it......

Looking at the suspended mountain, the night was silent for a long time, full of desolation!

Slowly look back to the side.

Where, a crowd is coming!

The leader was a woman dressed in green. The woman has a beautiful face and a beautiful figure, and exudes a charming bearing between the lotus steps.

But the aura that emanated made Ye Wuxian frown slightly.

Finally, there is someone who can speak!

A martial spirit!

Night Without a Trace has seen the martial master make a move, the martial king has made a move, but the martial spirit in the middle of the martial master and the king has never seen it.

Lingcheng's Master Nie Gu is a martial spirit, but Ye Wuxian has never seen Nie Gu make a move, only heard that he defeated the four family masters with one move!

Presumably, the martial spirit is already a watershed with the martial artist.

The woman was smiling, and behind her was a group of people wearing costumes of a different color from the outer disciples, and the aura was all martial artists! The number was as high as nearly a hundred.

A martial spirit and nearly a hundred martial artists!

This lineup is terrifying.

You must know that in the entire family of Ling Cheng, the number of martial artists does not exceed ten, and there are hundreds of them here casually.

"Congratulations, you have made it to the mountain!"

The woman smiled lightly and looked at the night without a trace: "I'll make an exception for you to enter the inner door directly!"

Wow---

Direct access to the inner door?

The disciples wearing the clothes of the outer gate on the side suddenly made an uproar, many of them had stayed in the Zixiao Sect for decades, and they had not entered the inner gate, this person who came up from the mountain not only killed two thousand of them, but also obtained the qualification to enter the inner gate!

"Elder Yu Ling, he killed two thousand disciples of our outer sect, could it be that he did this?" one of the outer disciples, who looked to be in his forties, asked.

"What, you're not convinced?"

The person known as Elder Yu Ling looked over with a smile: "You are also a nine-rank martial artist, if you can kill from the foot of the mountain, I can also let you enter the inner gate, not only the inner gate, maybe many elders are willing to accept you as a personal disciple." Try?"

Hearing this, the man who spoke bowed respectfully, took a half step back, and said no more.

"I'm sorry, I'm not here to join the Zixiao Sect!"

Ye Wuxian took a sip of wine and said lightly.

Wow----

The crowd was moved again, this time the inner disciple behind the Elder Yuling couldn't help but be moved, and they killed it desperately, but they didn't join the Zixiao Sect!

Provocation?

"You have to think clearly, kill two thousand people from my Zixiao Sect, you can't get out of Zixiao Sect!"

Elder Yu Ling didn't get angry, but instead looked at Ye Wuji: "Your talent is good, but your heart is full of hostility towards the Zixiao Sect. If you can let go of your hostility, I am willing to accept you as a disciple, and in the future, your achievements will not be half a point lower than mine!"

"Hahaha!"

Ye Wuxian smiled, and the smile was so sad: "Let go......? How can I put it down......"

He will never see the people of the past again.

It's easier said than done!

His favorite smile always lingered in his mind, and the voice that made his heart melt whispered in his ear.

He!

Can't put it down!

I can't put it down now, and I can't put it down in the future!

I can't let go of it in this life, I can't forget it!

"Think about it, no matter what you have with the Zixiao Sect, as long as you can let go of your hostility towards the Zixiao Sect, I will cultivate you well, and in the future, you will be at least a powerhouse of the Martial King Realm. ”

Elder Yu Ling persuaded again: "Kill from the foot of the mountain, you are exhausted, and you don't have the strength to fight again, let go of the past, and practice with me." ”

Elder Yu Ling's words made those outer disciples blush, and even the inner disciples were already excited, and they wanted to accept their own disciples again and again, if that person was how good he was, he would definitely agree.

The temptation is too strong, being accepted by an elder as a personal disciple means that the status is rising, where the cultivation resources are tilted towards him, with the tilt of resources, coupled with talent, the cultivation speed is naturally much faster than that of ordinary people, this is the difference between a tractor and a sports car.

The opportunity to soar is in front of him, and it depends on whether he can grasp it.

Many people cast jealous looks at Ye Wuxi!

But, is it rare for him to be without a trace at night?

No, he's not rare!

When he came, he didn't think about going back alive!

When he came, he had already given up everything!

He's coming, and there's only one ending!

Or, he dies!

Or, Zixiao is dead!

Of the two, there is only one side!

No other way!

Let him endure humiliation and bear the burden, lie down and taste the courage, he can't do it!

Let him treat all this as a dream, he still can't do it!

Dreams are dreams after all, and it still hurts when you wake up!

Let him take half a step back, he can't do the same!

One step back, only one step back!

said that life and death are shared, what is the use of him living!

He had made a promise of a thousand gold, and now it's time to come and make a wish!

After a long sip of spirits, my heart trembles in pain!

The indifferent eyes changed, turning black and white, glanced at everyone, and said lightly:

"It's hard to be peaceful, pray for death in battle!"