Bo Yi calmly looked at the nearly 100 black-armored sergeants who surrounded him in the middle, and he still had that indifferent smile on his face.

It's just that my face is too dark and blocked by the rain curtain, so I can't see it clearly.

Of course, this did not include the man in black from the second realm, he clearly saw the appearance of the young man in the dark shirt that had been soaked by the rain, so he was very excited. As for the black-faced young man's expression, he didn't care.

He felt as if the heavens had finally remembered him, a man who had been abandoned for many years, and that favor had finally come to him.

As long as you bring back this person's head and kill all the hundred or so soldiers, you will not only be able to obtain the treasures that may exist on the top of the mountain, but also get a strong reward from King Li.

As for why killing a mere raccoon ant in the realm would result in the loss of hundreds of soldiers who were not lacking in the realm of refining the truth, does this need to be explained? For King Li, as long as he can achieve his goal, it is enough.

He did not hesitate to give the order to attack, dead or alive!

It was only at this moment that Bo Yi's face fluctuated slightly, he frowned slightly, looking at the thunder on the top of the mountain that had stopped for a while, with a heavy worry in his eyes.

"Did it really fail?" Bo Yi thought with some pain, if it weren't for this, how could it be that Shen Wan and Li Xuanxin hadn't appeared until now.

Bo Yi quickly hid the sadness from the corner of his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face again, he thought of his first and only friend after more than ten years of shepherding sheep in the desert.

Thinking of that friend is sometimes strong, sometimes hesitant...... In the end, he touched his chest, feeling the delicate package in his arms, even if he didn't mediate it, this matter would be half the battle, at least, it lived up to his friend's expectations.

Bo Yi looked at the armor soldier who rushed to the front without fear, watched him draw his waist knife, with a cruel smile on his face, and watched the translucent knife pass through the wind and rain and cut his throat......

At this moment, he saw the soldier's cruel smile freeze on his face, and his eyes showed a look of extreme shock and disbelief, and a few strands of red blood flowed down the bridge of his nose.

He seemed to be a little unwilling, and he actually fell at the last moment of his career.

"Plop, plop!"

The muffled sound like dumplings kept coming, and in the wind and rain, one by one the black-armored soldiers fell to the ground one after another, and in Boyi's suddenly bright eyes, purple streamers seemed to come from the sky, like a cold snake kiss, taking away the blazing life.

A dazzling figure appeared in the dense crowd of black-armored soldiers, holding a short blade that shimmered with a crackling arc, as if coming with the wind and turning away from the rain.

With each flicker of the arc, a black-armored soldier fell to the ground, and the figure became more and more ghostly, and in the end, before the wind and rain landed, it seemed to be attracted by him, and a wall of wind and rain formed around him, completely obscuring his figure.

The soldiers were not timid, they did not run away, except for the sound of the howling wind and rain, only the intermittent sound of sharp blades entering the flesh, and the splash of water from the fall of their bodies.

Blood continued to be thrown in the rain, and soon there was an extremely strong smell of blood in the air, and the middle-aged man in a black shirt stood expressionless and watched, without any movement.

The light in his eyes brightened with each fall, and a smile appeared on his face, and by the time he had gone out laughing maniacally.

He watched with admiration as the figure drifted back and forth in the wind and rain, the jumping purple arc, as if it was the most beautiful flower in the world, every time it bloomed, it took away a life, and it slept peacefully.

As the wind and rain fell, his heart grew hotter and hotter, and he hoped that the man would not die before he killed them all.

Li Xuanxin was shuttling in the wind and rain at the moment, even before he could realize his inexplicable talent for wind, rain and thunder, that talent made his perception spread farther with the wind, allowing him to control the rain with the traction of the qi machine for a short time.

But at this moment, after finally breaking through the shackles and stepping into the realm of refining the truth, he finally realized how terrifying his talent was.

He felt as if the wind and rain could be manipulated by his will, and he did so. The moment the wind and rain hit the ground, it was really attracted by his thoughts and gathered around him.

The rain curtain around him gradually became more dense, if it was pouring rain elsewhere at the moment, then where Li Xuanxin was, it was like a waterfall falling from the sky, and his figure was completely shrouded in the rain curtain, and it was difficult to see a single bit.

The true element in his body was agitated with every wave of the weapon in his hand, and the purple electricity erupted.

He felt that everything around him had slowed down, even those armor soldiers who exuded the aura of the Refining Realm, the weapons in their hands had already swept their throats before they could swing their weapons.

As early as when he was in the Huan Body Realm, with his talent for the wind, Li Xuanxin's super fast attack speed was already able to suppress the cultivators of the True Refining Realm.

And now that he has reached the Refining Truth Realm, these ordinary armor warriors of the same rank don't even have the slightest room for resistance in his hands!

Li Xuanxin didn't spare any hands, and in the increasingly blank eyes of these armor soldiers, their lives also passed away.

I don't know how long later, when Li Xuanxin's knife was pulled out of the heart of the last armor soldier in the True Realm with a crackling light, a monotonous and rhythmic 'pop' sound sounded in the wind and rain.

The man in black who had been standing with his hands in his hands had a smile in his eyes, and his hands were stretched out and constantly patting each other, as if applauding Li Xuanxin's proud achievements.

His hands were calloused, short, dry, and as he clapped his hands against each other, the bulging calluses on his hands seemed to squeak like friction.

Li Xuanxin frowned slightly, and the rhythmic stinging sound came into his ears, making him feel an inexplicable irritability, his heart seemed to beat faster, and the blood in his whole body was tumbling and boiling with the sound of beating.

His skin grew red, and blood began to rush up his head, but in a moment, a feeling of dizziness began to permeate his mind.

Sting!

His eyes suddenly flashed a subtle purple lightning, and the purple swimming fish that was constantly swimming in the sea of qi turned slightly over.

The feeling of dizziness in Li Xuanxin's mind disappeared in an instant, and the blood in his whole body no longer bulged. He looked at the face of the middle-aged man in black who was slightly surprised at the moment, and his right hand holding the knife tightened again.

The appreciation on that person's face was even stronger, and he even gave Li Xuanxin a thumbs up without hesitation, at least for him, he had never encountered a first-realm cultivator who could take over his supernatural power unscathed on his own.

He smiled at Li Xuanxin, with a flick of his right hand, the wide black shirt fluttered in the wind and rain, and a blue and blue dagger swept out of his sleeve and stabbed at Li Xuanxin slowly.

Even if Li Xuanxin carried the second realm cultivator's iconic supernatural power, there was no panic on the face of the middle-aged man in black!

Li Xuanxin took a deep breath, and the whole person was like a phantom, flickering left and right, constantly changing positions in the wind and rain. However, no matter where he appeared, the blue dagger seemed to have eyes, and it followed him to change direction.

The speed of the dagger was not fast, but it gradually blocked all the directions of Li Xuanxin's dodge, Li Xuanxin gritted his teeth violently, and the true yuan in the sea of qi suddenly exploded, he wiped it on his waist, and a purple streamer with a slight crackling sound accurately hit the dagger that was not fast.

The turquoise dagger swayed in the air like a drunken man, and fell to dust in the wind and rain.

The purple streamer that hit it spread out violently, and the boomerang glowing with purple arcs shattered into powder with a soft sound.

Li Xuanxin stared at the blue and blue dagger that jumped in the rain a few times, and then swayed and flew into the air again, with a solemn expression.

And the middle-aged man in black standing in the rain finally showed a hint of surprise on his face, as if he felt a little incredulous that the black-faced young man in front of him had repeatedly resisted his attack.

When the dozen or so purple streamers flashed before, he didn't pay much attention to it, but now it seems that it is a little not to be underestimated.

You must know that although it seems that the blue and blue dagger seems to be weak and vulnerable, but under the control of the mana of the second realm, even a hundred refined steel can penetrate without pressure, not to mention that he has already refined his strength not long ago, and he is not the kind of beginner who has just entered the second realm and has not yet fully mastered the mana.

He looked at Li Xuanxin, who was staring at him solemnly, the smile in his eyes had turned into a strong interest, and he suddenly didn't want to kill this black-faced young man so quickly.

He withdrew the blue and blue dagger that was constantly hovering in the air, his eyes showed appreciation, his lips moved slightly as if something was brewing, and after a while, he looked at Li Xuanxin and was about to say something.

At this moment, three purple streamers shot towards him in the shape of a zigzag, his face was slightly gloomy, and then he shook his head noncommittally, and the corners of his mouth once again pulled out a curvature, as if he was laughing at Li Xuanxin's indiscretion.

He stood in place, waiting for the three streamers to come to him, and then with a wave of his sleeves, a black light flowed, and the three boomerangs that Li Xuanxin flew out collided with each other and annihilated himself.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Li Xuanxin indifferently, as if looking at a ridiculous ant condescendingly.

Li Xuanxin lowered his head and looked at the feet of the middle-aged man in black and did not speak.

The man in black was a little disappointed in his heart, so he gave in? I thought I had finally met a proud young man, but I didn't expect it to be...

"Huh?" He suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he followed Li Xuanxin's gaze to see that under his feet, a piece of black sleeves was lying quietly in the rain, and the splashed mud stained the soft black satin with gray and yellow.

His face finally no longer had that indifference, his cold eyes stared at Li Xuanxin, and said: "This seat is a guest of King Li, known as ......"

"You want to tell me your name? No need! You are not the first Second Realm cultivator who died in my hands, and besides, I kill the nameless in my hands!"

Li Xuanxin's voice sounded beside him, and at the same time, a purple sword light suddenly slashed down