Chapter Seventy-One: Frost Arrow

Just after Wan Yin left the vast compound, the eyes behind him suddenly turned into a noisy discussion.

"Who is that man, so fierce!"

"It seems to be called Wan Yin, and even Wu Ji was defeated. ”

"I remember, that day, I killed the inner disciple of the Qingxu Sect of the Blood Wolf Gang Dark Jin in the Shadow Stone Vein!"

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With the sound of many earnest whispers, Wan Yin left without looking down, but he didn't know that this battle had also caused a lot of anger among the Dao masters of the Phantom City.

In recent years, it has always been the Daoist Master of Phantom City who has suppressed the younger generation of Daoist Master of Luoxia City, but I didn't expect that this year, such a fierce newcomer appeared, which made the younger generation of Daoist Master of Phantom City a little blocked in their hearts.

And Wu Ji, who was lying on the ground in the field, his face was becoming more and more iron-blue, the soul shadow weapon was his savings that he had accumulated for a long time, and he had just gotten it, he had thought that in this Lingchi dispute, with this weapon, he would shine, but how did he expect that the Lingchi battle had not yet begun, and it was lost, thinking of this, Wu Ji's entire heart was dripping blood.

Thinking that his treasure was taken away like this, Wu Ji not only lost face, but also matched his wife and broke the army, so the resentment in his heart increased more and more.

"Let's go!"

The treasure has been taken away, and it is useless to be angry, Wu Ji can only suppress the anger in his heart, and leave the square with a group of Phantom City Dao masters behind him, some of them are quite embarrassed.

"Wan Yin, you wait, wait for my senior brother from Phantom City to arrive, I want you to spit out even the interest for me!"

Looking at Wu Ji, who was gritting his teeth while walking over there, the Ghost City Daoist behind him didn't dare to touch his bad head, and he could only hurry up in the midst of many mocking eyes.

Looking at Wu Ji and the others who fled in embarrassment, the location of the square was in Liu Feifei, and her beautiful eyes flickered slightly, as if she was thinking about something, there was a trace of surprise between her eyebrows, from childhood to adulthood, she was the eldest lady in Luoxia City, whether it was beauty or strength, she was the best choice, similar to that impatient gaze, she felt it for the first time in that young man, so she couldn't help but feel a little unhappy.

"Hmph! This Wan Yin still has some skills, I hope you can realize something in the battle of the spirit pool, otherwise I'm sorry for your arrogance!"

Thinking of that gaze, Liu Feifei couldn't help but snort softly, and turned around and left the square, in Luoxia City, she hadn't served anyone yet!

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After Wan Yin left the compound, he did not return to the Qingxu Sect, but not far away, he casually found an inn to live in, anyway, it was not long before he was going to start the battle of the spirit pool, and if he could shorten the time as much as possible, he would have more time to cultivate.

"This guy has some good goods in his hands. ”

In a room of the inn, Wan Yin looked at the cold light suspended in mid-air, and only when the light converged did he see the true face of this cold light.

This is an arrow made of rare metal, frost stone, on the arrow, a trace of cold air emanated, this kind of cold, even the power of the soul shadow, can be frozen, has a great lethality to the soul, is an excellent thing to create a soul shadow weapon.

Wan Yin's mind moved, and in the sea of souls, a subtle soul shadow power swept out, and when it came into contact with this frost condensing arrow, the soul shadow power immediately sneered and condensed into some ice crystals like thin frost.

Seeing this scene, Wan Yin also nodded with a little satisfaction, this harvest can be regarded as no loss, no wonder when fighting against Wu Ji, he will feel a cold, it turns out that most of it is the credit of this arrow.

Wan Yin's eyes condensed, and an invisible soul shadow power swept out from the soul sea, and slammed away at the frost condensing arrow, and in the moment of contact, another chill surged, and it slammed into the soul sea, and then the soul sea shook, and it shattered all the spreading frost.

That majestic soul shadow power, in the blink of an eye, wrapped the frost arrow, and in an extremely arrogant attitude, it hit the soul shadow mark left by Wu Ji.

"Boom!"

The soul shadow mark left by the witch pole was directly washed away by Wan Yin in an extremely arrogant attitude, and if you want to use this frost arrow, you must remove the soul shadow mark of the original owner.

The process was quite smooth, in less than half a moment, the mark on the arrow left by Wu Ji was completely removed, not that Wu Ji's soul shadow power cultivation was strong, generally speaking, a weapon that has been used for a long time, more or less, is to leave some marks, and it is also quite a cumbersome thing to clear it.

When the soul shadow mark was cleared, the witch pole also sensed it, and at that moment, a mouthful of blood spurted out, as if he had been hit hard, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes stared at the direction of the severed contact frost arrow more and more resentfully, and said fiercely: "Okay, well, you dare to touch the soul shadow mark I left, Wan Yin, you wait for me!"

"Woohoo!"

The power of the soul shadow wrapped the frost arrow, and as soon as Wan Yin's mind moved, the arrow quickly swept out, turned into a cold light, and stabbed at the wall.

"Bang!"

A thumb-sized hole appeared directly on the wall, and the moment the frost arrow stabbed the wall, there was a trace of cold air condensed in the hole, and then quickly spread.

"Good!"

Seeing such a sharp attack and special effects, Wan Yin nodded with satisfaction, and after playing for a while again, he still put it into the storage bag.

"That Wu Ji is already a second-pattern Dao master, but I heard before that in Phantom City, it is only ranked third, and above it, there are these two people, who should be much more powerful than him. "Put away the loot, Wan Yin's brows are also slightly furrowed, this Phantom City does seem to be much stronger than the younger generation of Dao masters in Luoxia City, which has to be dike.

The battle of the spirit pool, although it is a breakthrough, the competition who breaks deeper in it, the length of time in it is decided, but the rules are not too clear, no matter what the competition is, there will always be some people who like to play the edge ball, maybe in the process of breaking through, the black hand may not be.

Thinking of this, Wan Yin's face was also solemn, and he immediately closed his eyes, and his mind sank into a state of cultivation.

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Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

When the morning of the third day came, Wan Yin left the inn early and walked in the direction of the Taoist Master Guild.

The battle of the Lingchi, speaking of which, can be regarded as a grand event in Luoxia City, and the competition between the noble Taoist masters is also the most eye-catching, however, along the way, Wan Yin did not hear any news about the dispute over the Lingchi, presumably, it should be the reason why the Dao Master Guild deliberately concealed it.

Knowing the news, except for some big people with heads and faces in Luoxia City, ordinary people don't seem to have any right to know.