It turned out to be the ghost spear Xian Yutong?You actually killed the ghost gun Xian Yutong?" After seeing the true face of the black-clothed assassin clearly, Feng Qingyue's expression suddenly became surprised.

"What, this ghost spear is very famous?" Ye Zhen has not been in Qinglan Wudu for a long time, but he does not know anything about the famous martial artists in Qinglan Wudu.

Three years ago, one of the eight protectors of the Heavenly Sect, Fan Wusheng, who had cultivated to the fifth level of the Gundam Casting Vein Realm, died under the assassination of the ghost spear Xian Yutong.

The ghost spear is good at assassination, good at speed, and more proficient in the art of disguise, he has appeared in the Qinglan Martial Capital for more than ten years, and he has more than ten strong people in the Casting Vein Realm who died in his hands, and countless martial artists in the Soul Sea Realm, and is regarded as the number one enemy by the major forces, even our Sun and Moon God Sect, there is a hall master who died at the hands of this person, and he has been surrounded and suppressed several times.

It's a pity that this person trembled extremely with the technique of concealing his whereabouts, and the black spear in his palm was haunted, and after encircling and suppressing three times to no avail, and the two of them were broken, the Divine Sect gave up. Feng Qingyue said.

"He's a professional assassin?"

"Hall Master, are you saying that this ghost gun Xian Yutong was hired by someone to assassinate me?" No matter how famous the ghost gun Xian Yutong is, this is what Ye Zhen is most concerned about.

"That's right, Ghost Gun Xian Yutong is indeed a professional killer, and he often accepted assassination business before, even if his asking price is extremely high, but he never misses, so there are a lot of people who ask him for help.

However, the ghost spear Xian Yutong came to assassinate you, but it was not necessarily hired by others!" Feng Qingyue said.

"I'm not hired by anyone, the lord of the hall, I have little contact with this ghost gun, and I should never have a grudge. ”

"You haven't had a grudge against the ghost spear Xian Yutong, but you have a grudge against Yan Cong, the owner of the Ten Thousand Star Towers of the True Spirit Domain. ”

Feng Qingyue's words made Ye Zhen's expression flutter, and he looked at Feng Qingyue with a puzzled expression, "Yan Cong has anything to do with this Xian Yutong?"

"More than three years ago, before Fan Wuming, one of the eight protectors of Tianluomen, was assassinated by the ghost spear, he had actually secretly joined the Inner Guard Hall of Wanxing Tower, and his position was not low. ”

"Ghost Gun Xian Yutong joined Wanxing Tower?" Ye Zhen's face changed suddenly, I'm afraid only this explanation can explain why Ghost Gun Xian Yutong came to assassinate him Ye Zhen.

"Yes, this matter, although Yan Cong, the owner of the Wanxing Building of the True Spirit Domain, did it extremely secretively, and when Xian Yutong joined the Wanxing Building, he also changed his identity.

However, the meticulous work of our Sun and Moon Divine Sect is also pervasive! Within a few days, we learned the news, but it has not been publicized. Feng Qingyue said.

As if thinking of something, Ye Zhen made a move like lightning, and quickly took off the storage ring of the ghost gun, and his face immediately became extremely ugly.

"Sure enough....... Yan Cong!"

In the storage ring of the ghost spear, Ye Zhen found a 10,000-star disk, which was inlaid with red jade, which was a higher level than Ye Zhen's green jade 10,000-star disk.

"It's a pity ......."

Looking at the Ten Thousand Astrolabe that Ye Zhen searched out, Feng Qingyue sighed lightly, "If you capture this ghost spear alive and find this Ten Thousand Astrolabe, I'm afraid it will be able to give Yan Cong a good headache for a while." The ghost gun is rarely troubled by Tong, but it is not small. ”

Ye Zhen nodded silently.

Now with the death of the ghost spear, a 10,000 astrolabe does not prove anything, although the 10,000 astrolabe of the Wanxing Building is rare, it is not something that cannot be found.

When the time comes, Wanxinglou can also turn around and beat a rake, saying that Ye Zhen killed a certain member of Wanxinglou here, and then gave them stolen goods.

"However, you can kill the ghost spear Xian Yutong, it's already extremely good! Capture him alive, I'm afraid I don't have that certainty! By the way, how did you lead the black spear that deviated from Xian Yutong, that move is simply a stroke of genius, I haven't figured out how you did it until now!" Feng Qingyue asked.

"This ........" Ye Zhen was a little embarrassed, under normal circumstances, it was very taboo for a martial artist to rashly ask another martial artist's secret, if it was someone else, Ye Zhen would sneer a few times even if he didn't slap it with a big mouth.

But in the face of Feng Qingyue, the person he owes a life, he can't do this.

When he was embarrassed, Ye Zhen also let it go, and when he said it, he said it, the geomagnetic field could not be avoided by knowing.

"Sealed master, the main thing is that I can ....... a little geomagnetism"

"Well, it's not good, trouble is coming, let's go quickly!" Almost at the same time, Feng Qingyue snorted.

Ye Zhen looked in the direction that Feng Qingyue was pointing at, and saw that a martial artist wearing an immortal sect robe had just thrown a talisman into the sky.

When the rune news went to the sky, it immediately exploded into two, and one rune light rushed straight to the south of Qinglan Wudu, but the other rune light exploded into two big characters in the sky with purple light flashing - hook soul!

"Hook the soul?" Ye Zhen subconsciously called out.

"Let's go!"

With a slight pull, Feng Qingyue pulled Ye Zhen and flew away, but at the moment of departure, Ye Zhen's palm flashed, and he immediately put the corpse of the ghost gun Xian Yutong into the storage ring.

Then, Ye Zhen and Feng Qingyue unfolded their bodies and swept in the direction of the Heavenly Spirit Auction House, and when Ye Zhen occasionally turned around, he saw streamers in the sky gathering in the direction of the two purple light flashing big characters of 'Hook Soul'.

It was at this time that Ye Zhen understood the horror of the word 'hooking soul'.

Because in these dozen breaths of effort, more than twenty streamers rushed towards the direction of the flickering of the word 'soul hooking'. And according to Ye Zhen's vague sense, more than half of the twenty streamers exuded the aura of a powerhouse in the Casting Vein Realm.

"The reason why the Immortal Sect's Soul Hook Bo is so powerful is mainly because there is a huge bounty on the top. Ye Zhen, your bounty amount is as high as 200,000 medium-grade spirit crystals, which is enough to make many martial artists feel ill-willed, especially when your cultivation is only one of the Soul Sea Realm.

Moreover, it won't be long before the martial artists of the Immortal Sect will chase and kill!"

While running, Feng Qingyue explained to Ye Zhen the matter of the Immortal Sect's soul seduction, but Ye Zhen's brows furrowed slightly.

It's really troublesome.

If this is the case, every time he goes out, he will be discovered by the disciples of the Immortal Sect, and then send out a soul hooking talisman, then wouldn't Ye Zhen only have to retreat in the Sun and Moon Divine Sect?

Looking at the streamers gathered in the sky, Ye Zhen's brows tightened.

At the beginning, Duan Yingnian, the master of the Vermilion Bird Hall of the Immortal Sect, threatened to write Ye Zhen's name on the soul hook thin, Ye Zhen didn't care about it at that time, and now Ye Zhen found out that this soul hook was Ye Zhen's biggest trouble.

If it is not solved, then Ye Zhen is in the Qinglan Martial Capital, as long as he appears in public, as soon as the soul hooking talisman is released, he will be like a rat crossing the street, in this world, there is never a shortage of people who believe that they can earn a reward.

"Hall Master, I heard that Chen Changxing, the second commander of the Sun Moon Divine Guard, has also been written by the Immortal Sect for many years, and now he is helpless, how did he do it?" Ye Zhen thought of Sun Changxing, whose name had been hung by the Immortal Sect for many years and was unscathed.

"It's just a kill!"

"Chen Changxing is afraid of killing the people of the Immortal Sect, and the greedy people are also terrified, so naturally no one will dare to do it! If it weren't for Chen Changxing's example in front of him, the Immortal Sect's soul is weak, and I am afraid that a large number of martial artists can be intimidated by their names alone. ”

"Kill the Bloody Road?Okay, I see!"

An astonishing aura flashed from Ye Zhen's eyes.

Ye Zhen and Feng Qingyue's speed was extremely fast, and they were sweeping through the streets and alleys, throwing away a group of warriors who were chasing from the sky.

However, it didn't take long for more than a dozen immortal sect martial artists to join, and this group of martial artists who wanted to earn a huge bounty had someone to command.

Nearly thirty soldiers were divided into three ways, chasing and intercepting from afar, seeing that they were about to be overtaken, when Ye Zhen was considering whether to use the earth's magnetic field to accelerate, Feng Qingyue's figure suddenly made an emergency stop.

"Alright, it's the place. ”

Followed closely behind Ye Zhen with a clear brake, but he was still a little late, and almost pounced on Feng Qingyue's body from behind.

Bang!

A cloud of purple spiritual power suddenly gushed out from Feng Qingyue's back, and then slammed into Ye Zhen's chest, not only directly stopping Ye Zhen, but also knocking Ye Zhen back five or six steps in a row, almost out of breath.

"Hall Master, why did you stop here?" Ye Zhen rubbed his chest and asked, looking around, and when he looked up, he saw five big words that were shining not far away.

"Heavenly Spirit Auction House!"

"Oh, I see!"

When he saw the five big words 'Tianling Auction House' not far away, Ye Zhen figured out why he stopped here.

Today is the day when the Tianling Auction House holds a treasure competition, and whoever dares to make trouble around here will not be able to get along with the Tianling Auction House.

"Ye Zhen, this time, look where you are fleeing!"

Almost at the same time, the roar of Duan Yingnian, the leader of the Vermilion Bird Hall of the Immortal Sect, was heard in the sky.

In Duan Yingnian's roar, a tall figure rushed forward, and with one palm, a huge black spirit shuttle spun, with an extremely amazing might, and slammed down towards Ye Zhen's head.

In the rotation, the black spirit shuttle was like a big hand, stirring the heaven and earth vitality in the void, and in the process of this bombardment, it condensed into a huge vortex of heaven and earth vitality, and the black spirit shuttle blasted down towards Ye Zhen, where it passed, the void shook, and the warriors all avoided it.

"Juyuan Extinction God Shuttle!"

"Medium-grade spirit weapon Juyuan Extinction God Shuttle!"

In the crowd of people in all directions, the exclamations kept sounding, and many warriors who were close to each other, as if they had seen something terrifying, hurriedly scattered and retreated.

At the same moment, Ye Zhen, who was locked by the Juyuan God Destroying Shuttle, even became difficult to breathe, and almost at the same time, the purple spirit that had been silent in Ye Zhen's first sword vein suddenly jumped wildly, and she also realized the danger.

"You only have one chance, you can use your divine thoughts to imprint on me, use your arm as a bearing, and attract my power, although your arm will be shattered, but you can save your life!" A divine soul message from the purple spirit was sent into Ye Zhen's mind steeply.

"No matter how late it is, even I can't save you!"

In the moment of life and death, Ye Zhen's eyes were on Feng Qingyue, and at the same time, a Demon Cloud Fruit silently slipped into Ye Zhen's palm.