Ye Xiuwen's call was completely in vain, and the old man left again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But it doesn't matter, because Ye Xiuwen has already mastered the experience, as long as he kills a few more big bosses, his points will increase exponentially!

"Huh!"

Ye Xiuwen was thinking about it, but he didn't want to be at this moment, everyone's points were growing rapidly, and he fell off the list!

"? What's going on? Then the old man won't cheat on anyone else, right? First place, already more than 3,000 points? ”

Ye Xiuwen was no longer calm at this time. But he suddenly thought of a problem, killing a swordsman with a red pill and a heavy weight only costs 1 point, but killing a swordsman with a red pill and a heavy one takes 256 points. It's a geometric multiplication!

"I've been fooled, in this Ghost Sword Palace, this must be the lowest place in the realm, and I have been in the Ghost Sword Palace for more than three days, and others must have killed a high-level place."

At this time, thinking that Ye Xiuwen's head was too big, he hurriedly drove the eight ironclad people to kill the other side of the passage.

And this killing, it is a small half a day has passed, but the exit has not been seen for a long time. You can only watch the last place have a number of points, from five hundred, to two thousand, and it is still increasing rapidly.

This is simply terrifying, if Ye Xiuwen can't find an exit, let alone get the old man's special reward. It's hard to even qualify.

"Damn! Damn it! That old man, didn't you say to give me a map? ”

"Ahh

Ye Xiuwen was impatient in his heart, but he didn't want to suddenly hear a piercing scream ringing in his ears.

It was a woman's voice, and to hear it was as if ten thousand men were stabbing the poor woman with their swords.

There was only one scream, but it pointed out a direction for Ye Xiuwen. This is also the first wave of people Ye Xiuwen met after entering the Ghost Sword Palace.

Not far away, Ye Xiuwen had an extra heart, and he didn't rush over all at once. He was afraid that others would give him an 'immortal jump'.

This kind of thing has happened to him, a long time ago, when he was an ordinary small farmer. As soon as he entered the city, he was dragged by a big sister.

The big sister was wearing that very simple dress and asked him if he was having fun?

Of course you have to play, Ye Xiuwen has never seen it, such an open big sister is much stronger than those girls in the village.

The girl in the village is squirming! If you want to do something once, you will be tortured for at least two or three days. And how good is this big sister, come up and ask, do you have fun?

Ye Xiuwen grinned and smirked: "Play!" ”

So, Ye Xiuwen was rounded and taken into a room lit with a small pink lamp. The room is not big, and there is a small bed in it, like a studio!

Ye Xiuwen didn't know this place either, so he lay down. The big sister was also polite, and began to take it off, which was simply fragrant.

One by one, they threw it in Ye Xiuwen's face. At that time, Ye Xiuwen was so excited that he almost passed out.

"Ugh!"

The big sister attacked, Ye Xiuwen was so comfortable that he was in a mess, desperately tearing his clothes.

And then......

Then there was nothing, seventeen or eighteen big men kicked the door and came in, without saying a word, just said that Ye Xiuwen seduced other people's wives, and he was beaten fat, not to mention, the mobile phone he bought for two hundred and five was also given by others.

The thirty-five dollars in his pocket were gone, and he didn't even have his underwear left, so he left him on the street.

And since the fight, Ye Xiuwen is much more honest and never looks for a big sister anymore.

And today is the same, although Ye Xiuwen is curious and plans to find someone to ask for a way out, he is afraid that someone will make an immortal jump and harm himself.

So, he crept over the corner and looked into the small room.

This room is all about the same, and in each small room, there will be a swordsman, but not necessarily a boss. At this time, whether it is in this corridor or in this room, there are no swordsmen. There were only six people, with seven or eight corpses.

Those six people, dressed in green clothes, were actually disciples of the Qingcheng faction, the realm of the sixfold red pill and the fivefold realm of the red pill.

In other words, these people, if the realm is not suppressed, then they must be the realm of the red pill eightfold and the red pill sevenfold.

This is simply terrifying, they are all masters in the late stage of the Red Dan Realm.

"Murder and treasure hunting? I actually killed the Ghost Sword Palace, and I am not afraid that old man will strangle you all to death? …… No, it doesn't just seem to kill people and grab treasures! ……”

Ye Xiuwen looked into the corner of the room again, but saw a woman who didn't even have a piece of clothing on her body, trapped in that corner with a rope.

Her hands and feet were tied behind her back, tied together, and then she was propped up with her torn clothes. And the red blood slowly flowed down between the jade legs, flowing all over the ground, and the person had no breath.

"Damn! I was so frustrated, I actually met a chick, and all of a sudden, I was stabbed to death,......"

One of the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect of the Red Pill Sixfold was wearing his pants and was very disgusted, dusting the blood stains from his pants. And another disciple of the Qingcheng faction gave a thumbs up and said: "It's still the boss, you have a set, the golden gun doesn't fall, and you can kill a girl with one shot!" ”

"What a fart, I haven't put out the fire yet? What to do? ”

"Big brother? Don't worry! Let's go find the people from the Tang Sect again,...... Gee! Anyway, this time, with the support of the three elders, what are we afraid of? ”

"It's ,......"

A few people were patting their horses towards the six-fold martial artist of the Red Pill, but they didn't want to be at this moment, a figure blocked the way of all of them!

"Who?"

The six Qingcheng Sect disciples became alert and looked towards the exit one after another. At this time, one person blocked the way.

Although the light of this Ghost Sword Palace was not very good, the six of them did not see Ye Xiuwen's silent face clearly. But a small Red Pill Fivefold Realm martial artist even wanted to stop them, that is, to send food.

"What? Boy, do you want to join us, or are you here to send you to death? ”

Suddenly, a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect with a red pill fivefold spoke.

"Join? Lao Tzu is a member of the Tang Sect! ”

"He's from the Tang Sect, kill him! ……”

Before Ye Xiuwen's words fell, the six Qingcheng Sect disciples immediately drew their swords, but they didn't want to be at this moment, the wind was like a tide, the cold wind was a little bit, and then, eighteen blades came into everyone's eyes.

Each of these eighteen blades is extraordinary, and they all carry an incomparable power, which is the coercion of the mysterious weapon!

In the Zhenwu Continent, the blades are divided into four types, heaven, earth, Xuan, and yellow, and four grades. This first level: is called a 'mortal weapon', that is, an extremely ordinary blade, but it can be attached to true qi, and this is the first level.

The second level: it is called 'Xuanqi', taking the Xuanzhi and Xuanzhi, this blade will produce visions, so it is a Xuanqi.

The third level: It is called the 'Tao weapon', and it has the qi of the Dao, which can open up ten thousand laws, which is really fierce.

The fourth level: It is called a 'spiritual weapon', and there is a spirit in heaven and earth, which is born and born.

And at this time, the ten thousand slashes sent by Ye Xiuwen are the mystical weapons in the sky, earth, Xuan, and Huang, although these mystical weapons have not yet been condensed, and they cannot reach the power of the mystical weapons at all, but if you want to kill a few martial artists in the Red Dan realm, it is not yet hand-to-hand?

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