The house is high and densely forested, stretching for more than 400 miles, and in the depths of the mountains and forests, there are dozens of groups of fierce beasts.

Inexperienced people intrude indiscriminately, even if they are martial artists of the four or five martial realms, they may encounter danger.

Chen Ziling's main target in the mountains, the puppet tree, is deep in the mountains and forests.

Pushing aside the shrubs, Chen Ziling carefully walked through the mountains and forests.

"Fortunately, the six senses are still strong. Chen Ziling muttered.

The so-called six senses are the sense of sight, hearing, smell, taste, touch, and thought.

After recovering some of his cultivation, his sixth sense, the sense of thought, which had disappeared before, has now regained some of it.

Most of the fierce spirit beasts, although they only have five senses, have no sense of thought.

But these fierce spirit beasts are more sensitive than people with six senses, and Chen Ziling must be very careful to avoid them.

Just now, he encountered a powerful fierce spirit beast of the Three Realms, if he hadn't discovered it in time, it might have become a lunch for the fierce spirit beast, with his current strength, let alone killing the fierce spirit beast of the Three Realms, it would not be easy to escape in its hands.

There are a total of eighteen realms of fierce spirit beasts, and one realm is the weakest.

The first twelve realms can almost correspond to the twelve martial realms.

At noon, Chen Ziling entered the Yaqi Mountain.

In the blink of an eye, he had been searching for several hours, and the sun had already set, but he still found nothing.

The puppet tree is rare in this martial arts country, and there are not many in the entire Yasu Mountain, and he is ready for a protracted battle.

Not long after nightfall, Chen Ziling arrived at a stream in the mountain range, and just squatted down to drink saliva, but heard a sound of Suosuo.

"Footsteps. ”

Chen Ziling stood up and observed the movement in all directions.

The footsteps are quick and light.

It should not be a fierce spirit animal, but a human, and a small group of people.

There are many mercenary groups outside the Yasu Mountain, and it is common to go into the mountains to hunt and kill fierce spirit beasts, so it is not strange to meet people.

In many cases, in the mountains and forests, people are more dangerous than fierce spirit animals.

In the jungle, how can there be so many rules, and the knife in your hand is the absolute truth.

With a light footstep, Chen Ziling found a hidden shrub and hid it in.

Chen Ziling didn't want to make trouble, the purpose of his trip was only to make a puppet wood, and if he really fought with others, it would be a trouble to attract fierce spirit beasts.

Not long after he hid in the bushes, a team of eight people appeared in his sight.

This group of people were dressed in plain suits, dressed in animal skins, and carrying a long knife on their backs, so dressed like this, they must be mercenaries.

"Drink a little water and rest. I was tired of traveling more than ten miles in a hurry. A green-faced man sat down by the stream and drank a big gulp.

"I've been a mercenary for eight years, and it's the first time I've taken on such a strange mission. Go into the mountain to kill people, this mountain is so big, looking for people and looking for a needle in a haystack, when the time comes, it will be in vain to find a few days, and it will be in vain, if you want me to say, it is better to fight a few fierce spirit beasts to go back, it is not a trip in vain. ”

Into the mountains to kill people?

That's weird.

Entering the Yaqi Mountain, there has always been only hunting and killing fierce spirit beasts, and when the murder is going to enter the Yaqi Mountain.

Chen Ziling felt that there were ghosts in it, so he listened more carefully, wanting to find out what these mercenaries were doing in Yaqi Mountain.

"Long-winded. A lot of money is given, but it is in vain, and the head of the regiment gives a reward of ten taels of silver, and if he can kill the black-robed man, it will be three hundred taels of silver!" said the blue-faced man.

The black-robed man?

Isn't it just himself, besides him, is there any other black-robed person who can't enter the mountain?

These mercenaries are not good.

While speaking, the blue-faced man took out a foot-long piece of white paper, on which was drawn Chen Ziling wearing a black robe, even the boots under his feet were the same, although Chen Ziling was in the distance, he could see clearly.

It was already certain that it was coming at him.

"No matter how you go, you can't live in peace. Chen Ziling's sword frowned, and he was a little annoyed in his heart.

Since he came to kill him, there is no need to be polite to them.

Strike first.

"I remember what he looks like, and after crossing this stream, we will go two ways to find him. Got it?"

The blue-faced man handed the paper to a few people to circulate.

"Wouldn't it be too dangerous to split into two ways? ”

A mercenary was a little worried, Yasu Mountain was a dangerous place after all, although they often came, but they were all accompanied by a large group of people.

It's very rare to spread out like this one.

"Man dies for money. If you want money, you have to work hard, you know. ”

The blue-faced man opened his mouth with a look of hatred that iron does not become steel.

Whoosh –

A breaking wind whistled by.

Before the eight mercenaries could react, in the dark night, three of them lost their breath, and with a pop, they fell directly into the stream, and the blood overflowed into the red stream.

The one who killed these three people was naturally Chen Ziling's flying knife.

These three flying knives are all made by Chen Ziling himself, and they are very easy to use, although they are not ninth-class martial artists, but their power is not under the ninth-order martial arts.

Mercenaries are the trade of licking blood from the knife edge.

Since you have chosen to go into the mountains to kill people, you should be ready to be killed at any time.

This green-faced man is right.

Man dies for money.

"Someone is in ambush!"

The blue-faced man snorted, and quickly pulled out the long knife behind his back, and the remaining four people were also immediately alerted, after all, they were mercenaries who often entered the mountains, and their reaction ability was not bad.

The three flying knives returned to Chen Ziling's hands with lightning speed.

And the blue-faced man also locked the direction in which the flying knife flew back.

"There, kill it!"

Of these eight people, seven are in the first martial realm, and only the blue-faced man is an existence in the double martial realm, which has a certain threat to Chen Ziling.

Twelve martial arts realms, the strength is distinct.

The first-tier martial arts realm martial artists only opened up the twelve veins of heaven and man, while the two-fold martial arts realm martial artists opened up the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and their strength was greatly improved.

With Chen Ziling's current strength, it is not difficult to kill the existence of a heavy martial realm.

If you want to deal with the dual martial realm, you must show some real skills.

The remaining five people, under the leadership of the blue-faced man, formed a knife formation and came in the direction of Chen Ziling.

Chen Ziling no longer hid, and stepped out, kicking the iron chain under his feet, making a crisp sound of fine iron knocking, and the three blood-stained flying knives in his hand slashed out again.

It was like three white rays of light swept out, and the speed was amazingly fast.

The blue-faced man's face turned pale, and he hit a long knife with his backhand.

The flying knife swept over the blade of the long knife, splashing a burst of sparks, and the blue-faced man stood firmly on the ground with his left foot, holding the knife with both hands, and his arms surged with energy, and the flying knife flew out fiercely.

But others don't have that strength.

The remaining two flying knives took the lives of the two mercenaries, neatly and neatly, without the slightest mud and water.

"How can it be so fast!"

The blue-faced man's face was cold, and he played two vigors, wanting to knock the two flying knives away and prevent them from returning to Chen Ziling's hands, otherwise they would be even more dangerous.

In the end, he was still a step slower, and only controlled one throwing knife.

The other handle is still back in the hands of Chen Ziling.