In the past two days, reading the book and the aura provided by the spiritual vegetables only allowed Dai Yan to reach the late stage of the third layer of foundation building.

And only when the fourth layer of foundation building is reached, it can be regarded as entering the middle stage of foundation building.

Now that Dai Yan has not stepped into this boundary, he wants to kill two immortal sect disciples in the middle stage of foundation building in a row, which is completely crazy.

Although Dai Yan's second shot used a rabid dog knife, he still underestimated the strength of the other party.

Well, even if it is overestimated, this is already the strongest blow that Dai Yan can take.

The small silver knife pierced the immortal sect's magic robe, stabbed into the chest for half a minute, and there was no way to continue.

The young man was so angry that he grabbed the silver knife.

Just as Jing Changhuan did that night.

Dai Yan's strength now is much stronger than that day, but the state of this young man is also stronger than Jing Changhuan that day.

"Just a high-grade magic weapon?" The corners of the young man's mouth twitched, and he reached out to slowly grab the silver knife.

It can be seen that in order to resist the silver sword, this immortal sect disciple also used all his strength, so that it was difficult to move ordinarily, let alone release the sword to fight back.

"Senior brother, my heart is broken, can I still be saved?" The disciple who had been attacked earlier was not dead, and sat cross-legged on the ground and asked weakly.

"I don't know if your injuries have been saved, but if this kid doesn't die, you definitely won't live!" The disciple opposite Dai Yan gritted his teeth and said.

"Then I'll fight and help you." The disciple's voice on the ground trembled slightly.

At this time, Dai Yan used all his skills to control the silver knife, and there was no way to turn back and attack that person.

It's a matter of life and death.

Suddenly, a picture flashed through my mind.

Why did he think of Nuwa Niangniang at this time, Dai Yan didn't understand.

But the devil sent the gods, and his right hand suddenly moved, making a gesture.

It's like the moment when Nuwa clings to the branches in the jade world.

The movements in the hands are only subconscious, and what really moves is the true qi.

The silver knife seemed to have received a new order, and suddenly it stirred.

The Immortal Sect disciple on the opposite side widened his eyes.

Then, he watched as the silver knife he was about to grab suddenly burrowed into his heart.

"Ahh The disciple put his hands on his chest and fell backwards.

Dai Yan didn't pause at all, turned around, and the Eagle Flying Skill was activated, narrowly avoiding the flying sword sent by the Immortal Sect disciple on the ground.

The Immortal Sect disciple was worried that his heart would rupture, and he was afraid that it would be too easy to dodge with only two or three percent of his strength.

Dai Yan didn't allow him to change his moves, and pounced directly.

"I'll fight with you!" The Immortal Sect disciple gritted his teeth and stood up.

"Eagle Strike!" Dai Yan was already close.

"Phew!" "Ahh

Dai Yan was knocked into the air.

And the wound on the left chest of the Immortal Sect disciple was scratched to pieces.

With a thud, he fell to the ground and could not get up again.

Dai Yan didn't dare to relax, and quickly got up after hitting the pillar.

Seeing that the other Immortal Sect disciple had also stopped moving, he let out a sigh.

Although it was a sneak attack, these two Immortal Sect disciples were in good condition before, and they were killed by themselves by leapfrogging in this way?

It's like a dream.

Well, since he dares to make this decision, it shows that Dai Yan still has a chance of winning in his plan.

But I didn't let the opponent's flying sword hit, so I'm so lucky.

This is also because the disciples of the Immortal Sect do not have the courage to die together, and they all care too much about their lives after being injured.

Since he thought of the flying sword, Dai Yan would certainly not let go of the loot, and quickly collected all the cultivation items on the two disciples.

Noisy shouts sounded in many places in the inner courtyard, but Dai Yan was not in a hurry to find Mr. Zhuang.

Ran out of a section backwards and found Luo Wu.

The guard, covered in blood, collapsed in the cloister.

"You are injured because of me, how can I not care." Dai Yan exhaled.

Leaning down, the flame of true qi probed into Luo Wu's body.

At least four different kinds of true qi were raging in Luo Wu's body, and Luo Wu's own true qi had no signs of resisting at all.

If you change to another doctor, you can already determine that the person is dead.

But Dai Yan didn't give up.

Why?

Whether it can be cured is another matter, anyway, those few different kinds of true qi are useful to me.

In a matter of moments, most of the xenomorph true qi had been refined.

The current True Qi Flame is too easy to refine for the True Qi at this level in the middle stage of foundation building.

"Huh?" Dai Yan raised his eyebrows.

A new wisp of true qi appeared in Luo Wu's body.

"Is it your own true anger, man?" Dai Yan's eyes lit up.

Luo Wu was still motionless, but Dai Yan already had confidence.

Soon, all the xenomorph true qi was exhausted, and the necrotic tissues in Luo Wu's body were also removed.

Well, the necrotic part, a little too much, all sorts of internal organs are now riddled with holes.

However, the man's body suddenly moved and snorted slightly.

"Brother Luo, I don't know how long you can last, can you do me a favor before you die? For my sake, I'm trying to save you. Dai Yan smiled.

"Hmm." Luo Wu did his best to respond a little.

"Wait for someone to ask, you will say that you killed those two people, and then pretend to be faint and dead." Dai Yan said as he carried Luo Wu to the corpses of the two Immortal Sect disciples.

Using Luo Wu's knife to destroy the original wounds of the two corpses, Dai Yan pondered for a while, it should be about the same.

Before killing these two people, he had already planned it, and he could only let Luo Wu carry this matter, otherwise he could only escape from Tong's house.

"If it's a brother, don't tell anyone about my wounds, or I'll die." Dai Yan finally threw down a sentence, and then walked to the other end of the corridor.

The further you go, the stronger the roar becomes.

But Dai Yan was more at ease.

As long as you're still fighting.

Finally, I came to the courtyard of the guest room.

Although Mr. Zhuang was injured in many places, he was already guarded by more than a dozen nurses of the Tong family.

The white butler and the fourth and sixth elders of the Tong family made every effort to block the three of the two immortal gates in the late stage of foundation building.

The people in the Immortal Sect, spiritual weapons, combat skills and other means naturally surpass the Xiuzhen family, but they are still full of scruples between their gestures.

Now if you kill the people of the Tong family, you will completely tear your face.

"Brother Yuanze, you don't have to grudge with them for me, send me to the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate station in the city." Mr. Zhuang suddenly sighed.

"Mr. Zhuang, you are a secret ...... this time," Tong Yuanze, the master of the sixth room, said eagerly.

"Needless to say, the most important thing is to survive." Mr. Zhuang smiled wryly.

Dai Yan followed Mr. Zhuang's gaze, his body suddenly tightened, and his heart contracted violently.

The greyhound, named "Warrior", fell to the ground, his flesh and blood blurred.

Dai Yan can understand Mr. Zhuang's state of mind at this time.

Not to mention the relationship with the greyhound, the loss of the greyhound, due to private work, has made his future extremely gloomy for the rest of his life.

If the people of Xianmen can see something at this time and recruit Mr. Zhuang, the success rate is probably more than fifty percent.

"I advise everyone in the Tong family, making a choice now and killing this person is your best chance." A master of the twelve-story floor said coldly.

Tong Yuanze raised his head slowly: "Mr. Zhuang is my friend, and I invited him, even if my family really decides to stand on your side, I will protect him with my life!" ”