Chapter 37: A Life-and-Death Crisis

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The disciples sent by the three major sects returned one after another, their faces were vicious, covered with blood, and they all looked like fierce gods.

When they returned, they also showed fierce eyes to the people of the other two factions, and there was a thick murderous aura in those eyes.

Obviously, when looking for tokens outside, there are no less conflicts between the three factions.

But because there are masters of the Martial Sect Realm in charge, although they are disabled, they have not died, after all, they who only have cultivated in the Martial Master Realm, they don't want to bear the wrath of the Martial Sect Realm.

Even a martial artist who has just been promoted to the Martial Sect Realm can sweep hundreds of Martial Master Realm Nine Folds, not to mention, which of the three Martial Sect Realm powerhouses present is not an old guy who has been famous for many years?

The disciples who returned from going out handed in the tokens they had obtained.

Naturally, some of the disciples were reluctant, but because there were strong people in the Martial Sect Realm, they were helpless.

Huoyun Sect Huomei watched the last disciple hand over the token, and her brows furrowed deeply, "Why are there only six?" ”

She could see clearly that at that time, the cyan light curtain exploded, and there were clearly thirty-six tokens scattered in all directions, and the three major sects, even if they were evenly divided, each family should have twelve.

At this moment, plus the first one to obtain, the Fire Cloud Sect only has seven tokens, if the number of people entering is reduced, then it will be very bad when it comes to snatching resources inside!

Hearing Huo Mei's inquiry, the man's heart trembled, remembering Huo Mei's peerless ferocity three hours ago, he bowed his head and said respectfully: "Elder Yuhuo, there were originally eight tokens, but two of them were snatched away by the Flying Sword Sect and the Tiger Roaring Hall respectively!" There were a lot of them at the time, so ......"

Huomei had already returned to the appearance of an old woman, at this moment, listening to the narration of her subordinates, her face was ugly, and with a wave of her sleeves, the man fell fiercely into the distance, blood spurted out of his mouth, and his eyes showed deep fear.

"Insufficient success, more than failure!" Huomei said coldly.

"Haha......"

In the distance, Ouyang Shan laughed, with Ouyang Shan's cultivation, Huomei's conversation with his subordinates seemed to sound in his ears, and he naturally heard it very clearly, at this moment, seeing Huomei's ugly face, he was naturally happy.

"My disciple of the Tiger Roaring Hall has done a good job......" His words seemed to mean something, making Huomei's face in the distance even more ugly, "Hand over all the tokens you have obtained?" ”

The many big men in the Tiger Roaring Hall originally exuded a strong evil aura one by one, but at this moment, their faces suddenly became a little strange.

"Why are there only seven?"

Looking at the token he had just handed over, Ouyang Shan was stunned, thirty-six tokens, and Tiger Roaring Hall actually only got seven?

Huomei's originally somewhat gloomy face was actually smiling at this moment, and she said with some meaning: "Ouyang Shan, your disciples of the Tiger Roaring Hall have done a good job!" ”

Ouyang Shan's face darkened.

One of the people in the Tiger Roaring Hall walked out, revealing an expression that was more ugly than crying: "Uncle Shi, it's really not that I can't work hard, but the speed of the Fire Cloud Sect and the Flying Sword Sect is too fast, our Tiger Roaring Hall is the cultivation of refining the body, if it is a competition for the body, we are naturally not afraid of anyone, but if it is a competition for speed, it is ......."

Ouyang Shan's face sank, although he was telling the truth, where did he get happy?

Glancing at Huomei, the two of them set their eyes on Song Zijie of the Flying Sword Sect.

There are a total of thirty-six tokens, seven each from the Fire Cloud Sect and the Tiger Roaring Hall, and then counting the one used by Yang Tian when he entered, then there are at least twenty-one tokens.

Could it be that these twenty-one tokens were all found by the Flying Sword Sect?

If that's the case, it's a big mistake!

Ouyang Shan and Huomei are already ready, maybe they will have to fight again!

The Flying Sword Sect, Song Ziji, naturally thought of this, he seemed to be light-hearted, but he was already on guard in his heart, and he could deal with the two of them at any time.

If he can really get twenty-one tokens, he is not too worried, because when he came out, the head gave him a treasure for self-defense, which is his hole card, although he can't kill the two, but there is no problem with self-preservation.

Looking at the disciples of the Flying Sword Sect who were covered in blood, Song Ziji's expression showed appreciation, the sect did not cultivate you in vain!

After a while, Song Ziyu suddenly spoke.

"Hand in all the tokens you have obtained!"

After saying this, Song Ziwei held his hands behind his back and a long sword behind his back, showing smugness to Huomei and Ouyang Shan.

At that moment, a man walked out and handed over a token.

"Well, that's good, after returning to the sect, in addition to getting a chance to observe and comprehend the sword diagram, the old man has other rewards for you!"

The man was ecstatic, clenched his fists, and retreated into the crowd.

The second person hands over a token.

The third person, one ......

Fourth, one ......

Fifth, two......

A smile appeared on Song Ziji's face, "You are very good, after returning to the sect, you come to find the old man, and the old man can preach for you once!" ”

After speaking, Song Ziwei looked at Huomei and Ouyang Shan, showing a smug look, and then spoke again, "Next!" ”

But after waiting for a long time, but no one stood up, Song Ziwei looked at the disciples under his door, but saw those disciples bowing their heads one by one, he couldn't help but say angrily: "If you have a token, hurry up and hand it over, do you still want to swallow it privately?" ”

In the distance, Huomei and Ouyang Shan seemed to think of something, and they all laughed, Ouyang Shan was upright, and spoke first, "Song Ziji, won't your Flying Sword Sect only get six tokens?" Haha......"

Song Ziji's face was pale, especially when he heard Ouyang Shan's ridicule, it was even more ugly, and the huge divine sense swept towards the disciples like a tide, over and over again, but he didn't find a single token.

"Waste, waste! It's all rubbish! ”

When Ouyang Shan and Huomei saw this, they laughed again.

……

The pictures and texts of the herbs kept appearing in Yang Tian's mind, and as time passed, the content of the first volume of the three volumes of plants and trees had already been memorized in his mind.

Yang Tian was worried that he was not skilled enough, put down the jade slip, and recalled the ten thousand herbs in the first volume of the three volumes of grass and trees, one by one, and found that there was no jerky place, so he put the jade slip away, and then opened his eyes.

He needed to rest for a while, memorizing so much content was too draining, and if it weren't for his strong perseverance, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to persevere.

However, although he was tired, he was excited, and the first volume of the three volumes of plants and trees seemed to open up a whole new world for him, which made him very excited.

Just when he was excited, there was a sudden sound of breaking the air, and several Changhong were galloping in the distance.

Immediately after, patches of fire clouds appeared in the sky, emitting blazing heat, and their speed was no slower than those long rainbows!

In the end, the earth trembled, the dust was flying, and the strong men like mountains, every time they jumped, they were hundreds of meters, stepping on the earth, and they were rushing!

"It's them...... Here they are......"

These people that Yang Tian naturally recognized were the people from the Flying Sword Sect, the Fire Cloud Sect, and the Tiger Roaring Hall outside the valley.

At this time, among those Changhong, it seemed that someone had noticed Yang Tian and flew towards Yang Tian one after another, and at the same time, a voice full of murderous intent sounded.

"Boy, die!"

There were also people in the fire cloud who exuded killing intent and came straight to Yang Tian.

Looking at the sky, Yang Tian felt the crisis, it was a life and death crisis......

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