Wedge: Things often develop unexpectedly, and whoever digs a pit for each other depends on who falls into whose pit and whose pit is deeper

The forces of each family arrived quickly, and the Wasteland was no exception, sending the Qiankun Army, which had the strongest combat power in the Wasteland. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info This is not an ordinary guard, in the remote and desolate place of the barren mansion, both humans and beasts that can survive are more tenacious and difficult to fight than the humans or beasts in the ordinary forest. And this Qiankun army is a spiritual venerable that everyone can crisscross the wasteland, not only has strong individual combat power, but also trains tactical formations, and the cooperation with each other is even more seamless, and the tacit understanding is very good. This time, the Wasteland directly sent a team, a total of eight people, four Qianjun and four Kun Jun, and all of them were sent by Chisheng Hitomi, which made Chisheng Hitomi have to sigh at his big spending. The other party did not hand over this army to Lin Lao, so that Lin Lao's dispatch could also protect himself, but directly handed it over to himself to send, such trust and open-mindedness are really admirable. He didn't have a trace of admiration for this mansion master, based on this alone, there was a difference between the Wasteland and the Qingping Academy, and it was no wonder that Lin Lao, who was a Lingzun level and an expert level secret magician, would compromise and retreat because he took care of the Wasteland. Chisheng Hitomi also had a sense of belonging, it seems that Xiao Ao's words are not wrong, this is indeed the most suitable place for himself. At the same time, in a courtyard in the East Mansion of the Eighteen Clans, night fell, the crystal in the courtyard lit up, and the guards patrolled. This is the residence of the eighteenth clan's third-ranked young master, Ujiu Ming, who is cultivating in the cultivation room at the moment, and the footsteps of the guards outside the door are gentle and harmonious.

Originally, everything was the same, and Yujiu Ming also cultivated until dawn, but tonight was different, when it was midnight, a cool chill hit, he opened his eyes, and a dark shadow appeared in front of him at some point. Yujiu was shocked in his heart, he immediately burst out of spiritual power, and he opened his mouth to call someone, but the moment he opened his mouth, the whole person's eyes were stunned in place. Then the black shadow disappeared without a trace, Yujiu stood still without moving, his eyes had long since lost his brilliance, and there was not the slightest spiritual power fluctuation around his body, and even ...... No breathing. On the second day, there was an uproar on the periphery of the entire Huanyu City, because the young master of the Yu clan had been assassinated in his mansion, and there was no trace of scars or resistance on his body, only empty eyes and a surprised expression, as if he was scared to death. At this moment, the situation in the Eighteen Clan's Mansion was also tense, the guards had tripled, and the major elders gathered together to talk anxiously about countermeasures, "Pulse Master", all the elders lined up in two rows and shouted in unison, "What's the matter", Yu Jingtian asked, "Pulse Lord, it's Qingtong", the first elder in the right row replied. "It's Qingtong again", Yu Jingtian's tone was piercing with a chill, "Who is it this time", Yu Jingtian asked. "I don't know for the time being, Tianfeng Ju didn't give an answer, it should be above the Yin Thorn," said the elders of the other row.

"Dispatch all the information guards, be sure to check the level and number of the thorns," Yu Jingtian said, and all the elders responded in unison. On the other side, Hitomi Chisheng was refining secret techniques in the room, and he hadn't walked out of the room for two days, so he didn't know anything about the outside world. In the past two days, he has been refining master-level secret techniques, and the failure rate is extremely high, almost seven or eight times out of ten, because of master-level secret techniques, the things outlined already have some instincts, and they will want to escape when they are finished, and even some secret techniques will make a move before they have been outlined. This is extremely difficult to control, if the pressure is too much, then the secret technique made of refining will fall to the ordinary level, if the suppression is not enough, it is easy to destroy the steps that have been outlined, and even destroy the magic tablet. Therefore, Hitomi Akatsumi is now testing the critical point of various types of secret arts, and this process of failure is inevitable. When he was refining the secret arts, there was a sound of footsteps outside, "What happened, Lin", Chisheng Hitomi asked in a loud voice, he had already told him not to disturb him, someone came to explain that something was wrong. "Childe, the third young master of the Yu clan was assassinated last night", a resolute man's voice replied, "What's the matter", Chisheng Hitomi stopped his movements, opened the door and asked. "Last night, Qingtong's Yin Thorn assassinated Ujiu Ming," Lin replied, "Yin Thorn?", the first time Hitomi Akasheng heard this name. "Childe doesn't know, the assassins of Qingtong are divided into four levels: dark and white, and the white thorns are generally engaged in some simple assassination and secret mutual missions, and most of them are spiritual masters and spiritual masters. The Yin Thorn must be the Spirit Venerable Realm, and it must be able to independently assassinate the Spirit Piercing who is two orders higher than himself; as for the Dark Thorn, it is completely different, they are all Spirit King Realm, and it is not a problem to assassinate the Spirit King, and the best can even assassinate the Spirit Emperor in an instant. As for the black thorn, the Qingtong has never heard of a black thorn appearing, and has never carried out a mission, so no one knows if there is such a terrifying existence among them", Lin brought the information of the Qingtong one by one.

Chisheng Hitomi thought slightly, "Who spent the money to assassinate the Yu clan", he said to himself, if it was Yinsha, she must have known that she was not dead, and she should not seek revenge again. "Childe, this matter should be done within the Qingtong", Lin saw that his eyes were focused, and he should have thought about it almost before he said out loud. "Oh? why", Hitomi Chisheng was a little curious, "because Qingtong and the Yu clan have a feud, many years ago the Yu clan issued an escort mission, and at that time, the Qingtong took over the task with a secret thorn to protect it secretly. In the end, he was robbed and killed because of the leakage of the news, and finally he completed the escort mission, but because the robbery process revealed the face of the escort items, he was later killed by the Yu clan. Since then, the Yu clan and the Qingtong have formed a feud," Lin explained. "It turns out that there is such a reason, no wonder Tianfeng Ju would say that Qingtong is the enemy of the Yu clan", Chisheng Hitomi groaned slightly, "By the way, Lin, what has happened to the shops that I kicked the factory recently", Chisheng Hitomi asked. "They've all gathered the guards and mystics from the prefecture," Rin replied, "Oh, they've gathered the mystics, let's go," and Hitomi closed the door and walked out.

"Hey, old man, my son will go out for a while", Chisheng Hitomi said to Lin Lao who was lying on the chair, "Boy, what are you going to do, it's better to settle down, be careful that the assassins of Qingtong find you", Lin Lao said angrily. "I heard that each of them has come to the mystic, let's say something about it", Chisheng Hitomi strode out the door. Behind him, the eight Qiankun soldiers also followed, they were wearing golden armor, a white cloak embroidered with big barren characters, and a pair of golden feather boots were embroidered with their own guards, that is, the Qianzi or Kun characters, which looked majestic. This is not an ordinary armor, these armors will not be damaged in the slightest even if they resist the blow of the first-order Spirit Venerable, and not only that, this armor also hides other mysteries. As soon as Chisheng Hitomi went out, he was naturally followed by a group of spirits, these days, everyone has long been accustomed to it, as soon as he goes out, there will be secret magician shops that will be unlucky, and they can get secret magic for free. He had patronized the seventy or eighty shops that had agreed to raise prices before, and now he had come to the front of the Sword Mansion shop again, this time there were three people standing at the door of the Sword Mansion shop, all of them were wearing mystic robes, and the badges on their chests showed that they were all master-level mystics.

Hitomi Chisheng ignored them, walked up the two steps of the door every day, and then turned around to start refining the secret arts, "Hey, boy, are you the legendary genius secret magician?", the older of the three shouted. "That's right, this son is a genius secret artist", Chisheng Hitomi generously admitted, and the three people opposite scolded in their hearts, they had never seen such a cheeky person, "Boy, I heard that you are good at refining multiple secret techniques at the same time, right", "Hey, report your name first when talking to this son, do you understand the rules", Chisheng Hitomi directly interrupted the other party's words. "You ......", the other two mystics glared angrily, but were stopped by another person, "Boy, listen up, don't lose when the time comes, you don't know who won you." The old man's name is Lan Ming, this two are Jian Hua, Jian Qing, I heard that you can refine several secret techniques at the same time, so I want to come and compete with you", Lan Ming said. "Isn't it that you often hide where you often learn the skills of this son, and you have also learned to refine secret techniques at the same time", Chi Shengtong was angry when he spoke, but Lan Ming was okay, and the other two people were already unhappy with him, and when they heard him say this, they were even more red-faced and red-eared, and they almost didn't scold. "The three of us don't refine secret techniques at the same time, but it is rumored that you can refine secret techniques very quickly, and you can refine dozens of secret techniques in a few breaths. The three of us want to compare the speed of refining with you," Lan Ming said.

"That is, the speed of this son's refining is unmatched", Chisheng Hitomi held his head high, and in the eyes of others, he was made fluttering by a few flattering words, and the three people on the side laughed secretly when they saw this situation. "That's right, if you refine alone, no one is as fast as you, so the three of us can refine at the same time. Within a hundred breaths, see who has more secret techniques, how about it", Lan Ming said, in their opinion, Chisheng Pupil refines five books at a time, less than ten breaths, and he will refine seventy or eighty copies at most in one hundred breaths. But the three of them, within one hundred and eleven, only one person needs to refine thirty copies, and forty copies can easily win. If it's a mastery-level, entry-level secret art, they really can't do it, but if it's a beginner-level secret art, then there is no suspense. "That's good, this son can refine hundreds of secret techniques within a hundred breaths before, are you afraid of you", Chisheng Hitomi didn't care, the corners of the three of them twitched, and they slandered in their hearts: Hundreds of books, why don't you die, even an expert-level or even a high-level secret magician dare not say that he can refine hundreds of secret techniques within a hundred breaths. "Since it's a competition, let's talk about how to win and what to do if you lose", Lan Ming said, "You can do whatever you want, whatever you want", Chisheng Hitomi said impatiently. "Well, if we win, please ask the Wasteland Pavilion to leave Huanyu City, and in the future, wherever the Sword Mansion Mystic Master appears, the Wasteland will retreat, how", Lan Ming has already made up his mind, so the conditions are naturally unscrupulous. "If this son wins, I don't want you to leave, and I don't want you to retreat. You only need to reduce the price of the secret technique to the satisfaction of Ben Gongzi, and in addition, the secret magician of the sword must call the master when he sees this master. How about it, do you dare to agree", Chisheng Hitomi asked arrogantly.

The two sides are full of gunpowder, there are more and more people on the street, they are silently watching the excitement, the three of them look at each other, the former they are okay to say, but the latter, they really dare not agree, after all, they are only master-level secret magicians, the sword mansion is no more than the desert mansion, there are not many secret magicians, and there are more than a dozen expert-level secret magicians. "Why, don't you dare to agree", Chisheng Hitomi asked aggressively, and just as the three of them hesitated, a majestic voice sounded behind them: "If you can really refine hundreds of secret techniques, I will call you a master, old man." "Even the old man, even the old ......", the three of them shouted respectfully, "Old man, can you call the shots, should you not be the son of this son", Chisheng said proudly. "Old man Lian Xu, the secret master of the entire Sword Mansion is the old man who has the final say," Lian Yu said. "Okay, since that's the case, let's do it", Chisheng Hitomi didn't talk nonsense, took out a piece of cloth and spread it on the street, and then took out a bunch of materials and piled it on the ground. Everyone got out of the way, and the four of them stood facing each other on the kilometer-wide street. The three of Lan Ming took out their respective operating tables and materials, and the competition of several people officially began.

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