"Say, you'd better get acquainted with each other and spit out everything you know!" Xu Jingtian said, a ball of spiritual light appeared on his palm, looming, and the black-faced man who looked at it was shocked. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Okay, let me tell you, in addition to our disciples, there are three teams of people left in the valley, led by my three senior brothers. Our Pavilion Master is not in the valley now!" the black-faced man hurriedly said.

"Oh, it's not in the valley, so where did your pavilion master go?" The black-faced man's answer made Xu Jingtian a little surprised, if the Jiang Pavilion Master was not in the valley at this time, there must be other more important things.

"Our pavilion master personally killed the eldest disciple and the third disciple of Wanqi Valley, but the second disciple Kong Xing heard the wind out of nowhere and fled in advance. Originally, our pavilion master didn't want to chase him, but when he left, he also took a high-grade treasure, and the pavilion master went to chase him personally. ”

"High-grade treasure, isn't it the Chixiao Wind Sword?" Xu Jingtian was overjoyed when he heard this.

"I don't know about this, I just heard that it's a giant sword!" said the black-faced man with a grim face.

Also, this Chixiao Wind Sword is a treasure of the Ten Thousand Gullies Valley, and it has been stored in the secret room, and only those who are VIPs have the opportunity to see it, and the black-faced man has not heard of it, and it is normal.

Xu Jingtian smiled and said with satisfaction: "There is one last question, and the most important question, which direction did you go to chase it?"

"This ......" The black-faced man hesitated for a moment and glanced at Xu Jingtian with his eyes.

"Remember to tell the truth!" Xu Jingtian's face turned cold.

"Yes, yes, after leaving the valley, go south!" replied the black-faced man through gritted teeth.

"Okay, then let's go!" Xu Jingtian said, putting away his spiritual power and urging.

"Where?" the black-faced man looked stunned.

Xu Jingtian smiled evilly: "Of course I'm going to find your Pavilion Master! According to the direction you said, if you can meet the Jiang Pavilion Master, I will naturally let you go, if you can't touch it, you know the consequences!"

When the black-faced man heard this, he trembled all over, and turned around to flee.

Xu Jingtian would let him succeed, as soon as his hand tightened, the wind control technique unfolded on its own, and an invisible force restrained the black-faced man.

The black-faced man struggled desperately a few times, his limbs couldn't move, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"Don't kill me, I say I'll say!"

"Hmph, I want to say it now, it's too late! I gave you a chance, but you don't cherish it yourself!" Xu Jingtian sneered, and the panicked eyes of the black-faced man betrayed him just now.

Xu Jingtian silently thought in his heart for a few times, and a slight paralyzing feeling came from the meridians, and a trace of violent qi suddenly rose in his mind. He mobilized the spiritual power of his whole body and forcibly pressed it down, and a cloud of black qi slowly emerged from his palm, enveloping the black-faced man's head inside.

But these black qi were not stationary, but constantly traveled around the top of the black-faced man's head, and even a lot of black silk penetrated into his ear and nostrils.

"What kind of evil spell is this!?" the black-faced man looked terrified.

At the same time, there was a tingling pain in his mind, making him almost unable to control himself, and the muscles in his face began to twitch.

"Hmph, you'll know later!" Xu Jingtian sneered, and continued to increase the mana in his hand.

More black gas came out, and in a few moments, the entire head of the black-faced man was enveloped.

"Ah......h

"I taught you the spell, and you are finally willing to use it!" Xu Jingtian heard the voice of the Three Saints of Soul Separation in his mind.

"Hehe, to deal with such a person, the soul magic method taught to me by my predecessor just came in handy. Xu Jingtian said calmly. While urging the memories of the black-faced man of the spell seeker, he controlled his mind to suppress the violent qi in his body.

The Imperial Soul Illusion was really wonderful, and the black-faced man completely lost himself under the control of this technique. At the same time, all the memories of the black-faced man immediately entered Xu Jingtian's mind and let him check it. It didn't take long for Xu Jingtian to find what he was looking for.

"Awesome, awesome!"

With just a stick of incense, Xu Jingtian finished casting the spell and confirmed the whereabouts of the Jiang Pavilion Lord. The black-faced man was still unconscious, and Xu Jingtian pushed him to the ground. I guess he will have to suffer a lot of torture after he wakes up. The sequelae of the Imperial Soul Illusion were enough for him to enjoy for a while.

To the north of the Ten Thousand Gully Valley, it happened to be the direction of the Brahma Sect, and Xu Jingtian followed the stretching mountains, chasing after him all the way. Before he could chase a hundred miles, he saw the corpses of several disciples of the Ten Thousand Valleys.

Hehe, there is really nothing wrong with this direction, and Xu Jingtian is more confident. As soon as he was light, he flew into the air, and then threw it into the distance like an arrow.

There was not much time before the mission set off, so he had to hurry up and directly perform the wind control technique.

This wind control technique is really useful, just a stick of incense, Xu Jingtian flew hundreds of miles, and the flight speed of the cultivation of the Dan period is nothing more than that.

On a mountain, Xu Jingtian found traces of battle.

However, this time, the disciples of Yipinge and Wanqi Valley were killed and injured by each other, and the blood on the ground had not completely dried up. Therefore, it can be seen that this place has just experienced a fierce battle, and the Jiang Pavilion Lord should not be far away.

Xu Jingtian collected his spiritual power, floated down from the sky, and flew forward along the mountain. The mountains here are steep, surrounded by mountains, and inaccessible.

"Stinky boy, why don't you fly?" said the Three Saints of Soul Departure.

"Senior, look, what is that?" Xu Jingtian smiled slightly, pointing to the valley and whispering to him.

Following Xu Jingtian's guidance, the Three Saints of Leaving the Soul radiated their divine sense, and finally sensed bursts of spiritual power fluctuations in the valley.

It was here that Xu Jingtian once again performed the technique of controlling the wind, and his figure instantly floated halfway up the mountain.

From here you can see a river valley below, the stream has long since dried up, leaving only a wide riverbed. In the middle of the riverbed, two groups of disciples were confronting each other, and the two sides seemed to be arguing, but they couldn't hear what was being said.

However, judging from their outfits, they are the disciples of Yipin Pavilion and Ten Thousand Valleys.

"Hmph, it's really them!" Xu Jingtian smiled with satisfaction.

"Can you get closer? The Three Soul Leaving Saints asked, but he couldn't listen to the other party's conversation.

"Hmm. Xu Jingtian replied in a low voice, landing in the valley silently, but without alarming any of them, this is the benefit of the wind control technique.

Judging from the situation on the field, the disciples of Yipinge had an absolute advantage, and they were numerous, surrounding all the disciples of Wanping Valley in the middle.

In the circle, in addition to the dozen or so corpses lying on the ground, there were only two people left on the side of Wan Yan Valley, a male disciple and a female correction in the corner.

That male disciple didn't seem to be weak in cultivation, and with the strength of one person, he managed to take most of the attacks, leaving the surrounding disciples in vain. (To be continued.) )