Jiufang Ming carefully cleaned up the bloody aura around his body, clenched his fists in the direction of Lin Yan's departure, and then took out the flying sword and walked with the sword.

The cold wind shrouded his cheeks wantonly, the Phantom Beast Mountain Range was as silent as ever, and occasionally a bloody breath wafted out, Jiufang Ming had long been accustomed to this smell, so he didn't pay too much attention to it, and adjusted his state slightly, and then shrouded his perception downward.

"There is nothing but phantom beasts. Jiufang Ming sensed below, but did not notice anything unusual.

Occasionally, the wind and grass are disturbed, and the Nine Directions will not be perceptible, but if there is a human illusion monk who shows a trace of it, it will be detected by the Nine Directions, and the keen perception has given the Nine Directions a great convenience.

In the empty and lonely place, there was also a long-term rotten aura, coupled with the obvious blood mist, Jiufang Ming didn't think that anyone would pass through here, so he prepared to change direction and change the route.

The Nine Directions Immortal immediately drove the flying sword to the right, and as the sword flew, he did not forget to glance at the left rear.

"Sure enough. "Jiufang Ming found a strange movement, it was the breath of a human monk, but I wasn't sure if it was Si Hanyun.

"Is the safest place the most dangerous?" muttered to himself, then turned around the flying sword and drove straight down.

The flying sword galloped and roared because of the suddenly instilled phantom power, and those who didn't know would think that another color of lightning appeared in the sky.

The flying sword is fast, but the simultaneous battle of the sword flight is almost impossible for low-level phantom monks, on the one hand, the flight of the sword needs to consume a lot of phantom power, on the other hand, the phantom power that the sword flight needs to instill must be evenly and appropriately, and there are very few low-level phantom monks who can control the flying sword while fighting.

Jiufang Ming raised his vigilance this time, and put away his flying sword hundreds of meters away from the perceived aura, and changed to stealth.

Of course, Jiufang Ming tightly covered his face with a black cloth to prevent it from being recognized by people with ulterior motives.

"It's close!" Jiufang Ming thought expectantly when he saw the figure in the distance.

"It doesn't seem to be ......" However, when Jiufang was able to recognize the faces of others, he was disappointed.

Jiufang Ming frowned slightly, and not far away was a group of people, who seemed to be business travelers and the like, not the Si Hanyun he was looking for.

The originally relatively safe business caravan was attacked at this time because of the disturbance of the phantom beasts here, Jiufang pondered for a while, this caravan seemed to be a little familiar.

Seeing the girl at the head, Jiufang Ming concluded that it was the business traveler he had encountered before, and frowned slightly.

"It's also fate with me, so it's not impossible to help. "Jiufang Ming knows that the cultivation of the leading girl is only at the level of a phantom scholar, and she is precisely the highest cultivator in the entire business journey now, the previous strong one, the dead and the wounded.

If there is no one to help, I am afraid that it will become the belly of the phantom beast, leaving only a meal of white bones buried under countless fallen leaves.

"Shangqing Liuying!" Jiufang Ming combined footwork and swordsmanship, and in the blink of an eye, the smell of blood filled his body, and the already thick blood mist became even richer, showing a strange red.

A tiger-shaped beast saw a human monk entering, and hurriedly put down the human corpse that had not been eaten in its mouth, and after a roar, pounced towards the Nine Directions.

Because of Jiufang Ming's restrained cultivation, the phantom beast thought that he was easy to bully.

In the eyes of the phantom beast, there is another delicacy.

In the eyes of the business travelers, the last straw is about to break.

"This phantom beast has the strength of an illusionist, and I hope the young man is careful!" reminded the girl at the head, with a glimmer of light in her eyes.

"Little ...... Miss, we ...... It's saved!" said a man struggling not far away, his desire to survive far outweigh his fear of death.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he was trampled on the head by a fierce beast.

Jiufang Ming naturally has no time to take care of it here, and if he talks too much, he will cause the disaster of killing, who else can blame?

After easily slaying the remaining beasts, what remained was the most tricky tiger-shaped phantom beast.

The tiger-shaped phantom beast looked at Jiufang Ming with unusually angry eyes, glaring angrily, and the phantom yuan power had already burst out from its two claws.

The speed of a phantom beast of the same rank is much higher than that of a human monk, and whether it is speed or physical strength, a human monk is far inferior to a phantom beast of the same strength, so most of the time, the phantom beast will often have the upper hand in the fight of humans.

Generally, to hunt large phantom beasts, several phantom monks must be dispatched, and one person goes to the phantom beast mountain range to seek training, and I am afraid that only Jiufang Ming and Si Hanyun dare to do this.

When a person enters the Phantom Beast Mountain Range, no one dares to collect the body for you after death, this is a widely circulated sentence in the sect.

"The little tiger is quite majestic, your paws are ......" Jiufang smiled indifferently, and immediately dodged the blow of the phantom beast.

The Nine Directions conjured up a flying sword and slashed at the tiger-shaped phantom beast.

When the sword arrived, the right hind paw of the tiger-shaped beast was cut off, and the flying sword disappeared.

The tiger-shaped phantom beast was in pain and was about to escape, but was shot by an arrow from a merchant girl.

"Thank you Shaoxia for rescuing!" After the girl approached, she said very respectfully, although it was not once or twice attacked, but this time it was really a matter of life and death.

"No need to thank you, you and I still have some fate. Jiufang said indifferently, and didn't turn around for a long time.

"Fate?" the girl was a little puzzled and looked at the male family behind her.

The men all shook their heads, and only one of them was thinking about it.

"Could it be Si Hanyun Shaoxia...... the male family asked tentatively.

"Brother Hanyun!" the girl suddenly realized.

Jiufang Ming frowned slightly, it seemed that this person had hidden something from him before.

"You have recognized the wrong person, I am Senior Brother Hanyun's fellow disciple. Jiufang Ming waved his hand and said.

"No wonder he used a similar move with Brother Hanyun. The girl said thoughtfully, but the man in front of her had never seen it herself.

"Didn't we meet once in the periphery before?" Jiufang Ming turned around and didn't choose to take off his mask.

"...... before" The girl thought carefully, a little embarrassed, and deliberately concealed Si Hanyun's traces at the beginning.

"It's okay, you are also here to help Senior Brother Hanyun hide his traces. Jiufang said indifferently.

"Brother Hanyun has taken the first step, saying that he is going to the inner enclosure to find treasures. Hang Yarou said, knowing the origin of Jiufang Ming, she no longer hid anything.

"Do you have a transmission order from Senior Brother Hanyun?" Jiufang Ming suddenly remembered the box that Si Hanyun had taken from the girl's hand earlier, and asked.

"There is a transmission order, but it's just ......" Hang Yarou's face was embarrassed, and the use of the transmission order required a lot of yuan stones.

Jiufang Ming saw Hang Yarou's thoughts and said, "Yuanshi doesn't have to worry. ”

Although Jiufang Ming didn't bring many yuan stones when he left the sect, there were millions of yuan stones in the storage ring given by Lin Yan, and they were all high-grade yuan stones, and Jiufang Ming was still full of gratitude for Lin Yan's gift.

"Give ......" Hang Yarou handed the transmission order to Jiufang Ming, and then fell silent.

Jiufang Ming casually took out a high-grade Yuan Stone from the storage ring, urging the Yuan Force to refine the Yuan Stone and inject it into the Transmission Order.

With the continuous consumption of Yuan Shi, the sound transmission order has finally moved.

"Who are you?" On the other end of the transmission order, Si Hanyun opened his eyes.

"Senior Brother Hanyun, it's me, Jiufang Ming," Jiufang Ming said respectfully.

"Jiufang Ming?" Si Hanyun heard Jiufang Ming's voice, inexplicably melancholy.

"If you want to ask about Ming Jinshi, I can't tell you for the time being. Si Hanyun said solemnly, and withdrew the phantom power on the transmission order with some confusion.

"Senior brother!" Jiufang wanted to activate the sound transmission order again, but found that there was no movement, presumably Si Hanyun's side had completely cut off the Yuan power of the sound transmission order.

Jiufang Ming was a little puzzled, it seemed that Si Hanyun couldn't find any clues about Ming Jinshi here.

It doesn't matter where Ming Jinshi is, he just needs his little black.

Thinking about it, Jiufang Ming handed over the transmission order to Hang Yarou, and then his body changed rapidly and disappeared in place.

"Shaoxia, your Yuan Stone ......" Hang Yarou watched Jiufang Ming leave, but found that there was still a large Yuan Stone on the Transmission Order, and it was still a top grade, this Yuan Stone was equivalent to 10,000 lower grade Yuan Stones, which was not a small amount.

But after calling for a long time, there was no response.

............

Jiufang Ming thought along the way, and the clue to find Xiao Hei was broken again, obviously, Si Hanyun was reluctant to reveal the traces of Ming Jinshi to himself, there must be unspeakable secrets, and these must be inseparable from the sect master of the Boundless Sect.

"That can only ......"

"Senior Lin Yan, please take action!" Jiufang Ming sneered, Ming Zi'an played himself like a fool, and don't blame him for being a fox and a tiger.

"Presumably it's done?" Lin Yan waited at the agreed place in advance, Lin Yan naturally knew everything about the Phantom Beast Mountain Range, and he knew everything about Jiufang Ming's every move.

"Nope. Jiufang Ming shook his head.

Seeing Jiufang Ming eating deflated, Lin Yan laughed.

"In this matter, I hope that the seniors will take action. Jiufang Ming said respectfully.

"Can the deity be an inch?" Lin Yan was obviously a little displeased, and there seemed to be murderous intent in his eyes when he looked at Jiufang Ming.

"......" Jiufang Ming didn't dare to say much, please move an illusion venerable to make a move, I'm afraid it's just that he has a hot brain on impulse, and he suddenly regrets it.

Lin Yan thought for a long time, and slowly paced around the Nine Directions.

"How long?" Lin Yan asked with a slight frown. He couldn't leave here for too long, and the strength of the Nine Directions was not enough to suppress this Phantom Beast Mountain Range, and the mountain range was in turmoil, even if he had the power of the Phantom Venerable, it would be difficult for him to calm down quietly.

"Half a day is enough. Jiufang was secretly happy, and then said.

"Destroy the sect or leave a few alive?" Lin Yan said coldly, and the power of the Phantom Venerable gradually revealed.

"Just help me find out a woman and her phantom beast. "Jiufang Ming is a little unbearable.

"What if you don't say it?" Lin Yan raised her eyebrows, for thousands of years, she had not participated in the destruction of the sect.

"......" Jiufang Ming couldn't think of a corresponding countermeasure.

"The position of the predecessor illusion venerable, you can destroy a sect with a snap of your fingers, and no one dares not to listen to the words of the senior. Jiufang Ming said.

"The deity sees you as an exception. Lin Yan said helplessly, and then cast his body and disappeared in place.

Jiufang Ming, who stayed in place, was covered in a cold sweat, and the moment Lin Yan left, he fell to his knees, and could only forcibly support his body with his arms.