"I'm scared to death, you rabbit cubs!" Duobao Dao man breathed a sigh of relief and rushed in the direction of the river. The surrounding martial artists tried to block him, but they were easily bounced away by the strange light shield. That strange light mask, formed by ancient things, is indeed some doorway.

In desperation, the martial artists could only follow the Duobao Dao people for a while, and when the Duobao Dao people rushed to the bank of the river, the first layer of light was finally broken.

However, it was not chopped up by everyone, but the time for tea had come.

"Bitter! bitter!" the Duobao Daoist screamed, and it had already landed on the rolling waves, flying towards the depths of the river.

"Everyone keep up!" Wu Menghao shouted, jumped into the waves first, and chased after the Duobao Dao people on the crest of the waves.

The rolling river is quite dangerous for mortals, but for martial artists, there is nothing dangerous at all. For martial artists, one flower and one leaf can borrow power, and it is natural to come and go freely on the river, but it is more spiritually consuming.

All the martial artists stepped on the rolling river and followed behind the Duobao Dao people. Yan Xiaoxiao, Feng Guang, and Song Xiaobao also stepped on the rolling waves one by one and tracked them away. They were all extremely proud people, and they didn't bother to hide their bodies at all, so Luo Chen and Xue Nu could still see them.

Luo Chen and Xue Nu did not hesitate at all, and also stepped on the river, but now that the speed of the Duobao Dao people is holding their hair with all their might, the two of them are no longer able to catch up.

After all, Luo Chen's speed is a weakness, and now it is also the speed of a third-layer martial artist. And if Xue Nu doesn't change his body, his speed will also be the same as Luo Chen's. The difference between the speed of a third-level martial artist and the speed of a fourth-level martial artist is too big.

Soon the figure in front of him became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared. Xue Nu stopped and sighed helplessly: "Luo Chen, we can't catch up!"

In just a few moments, the figures of these powerhouses had already disappeared from the range of Luo Chen and Xue Nu's perceptual ability. The smoke above the river was confused, and in the dark night, there was no one in Xue Nu's field of vision.

Luo Chen nodded and said, "It's true that we can't catch up, but we still have a chance." ”

He raised his head slightly, his gaze extremely bright.

You can't feel it, but you can see it.

Although these people were out of his sentience, they were still in his field of vision.

In the dark night, his vision could still see the other side of the river hundreds of miles wide, until his vision was blocked by obstacles.

This is a natural ability that he has with the awakening of the power of the bloodline.

Below, in the field of vision, everything is hidden. Even if a high-level martial artist hides his body and can escape the detection of his perceptual ability, he can't escape his eyes.

Below, in view, everything is visible. If he wanted to, he could even see the fresh stubble on Feng Guang's chin in the distance, and a pinpoint-sized scar on Yan's small forehead.

The perception ability of a martial artist increases with the increase of level, but after all, it cannot cover too much of a range, and the perception ability of a sixth-level martial artist can also cover a hundred miles away. Luo Chen's ability, on the other hand, could see anything in his field of vision. As long as it is within the field of vision, it can be seen clearly regardless of distance or proximity.

"Follow me!" Luo Chen said softly, and continued to gallop on the river with Xue Nu, tracking in the direction of the Duobao Dao people.

The problem was that he couldn't hear what these people were saying, but based on the movements of these people's lips, Luo Chen could roughly guess the meaning of their words.

Superman's perception ability is his reliance and his hole cards. He dared to follow, but he was not reckless. He wanted to see what means this Duobao Dao person had, and whether it was possible for him to obtain the Pulp Cleansing Pill.

......

On the river, several martial artists followed the Duobao Dao people to attack desperately, and farther away, Feng Guang, Yan Xiaoxiao, and Song Xiaobao followed from a distance, and did not join the ranks of attacking the Duobao Dao people, and they were extremely cautious.

Duobao Daoist seemed to be a little nervous, and no longer spoke, but rushed left and right above the river, bumping around directionlessly. And as time passed, the protective light shield on his body was shattered layer by layer, although it was constantly replenished, but the black balls were becoming fewer and fewer.

"Changde, don't resist anymore! hand over your wealth and spare your life!" Wu Menghao laughed.

"Fuck you paralyzed! fuck your uncle!" the fat Taoist scolded unceremoniously.

"You!vulgar!" Wu Menghao trembled with anger and said angrily, "Among my Xiaozhou martial artists, how can there be such a vulgar character as you, it is really a shame for my Xiaozhou cultivation world!"

The fat Taoist snorted, spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, and flew towards Wu Menghao like lightning.

Wu Menghao flashed the attack of the fat Daoist, shouted angrily, and attacked the light shield on the fat Daoist even more frantically.

The fat Taoist also stopped talking and continued to run around the river.

Soon after, a small island appeared in the middle of the river, about half a mile long. The fat Taoist rushed to the island, sat on the ground with a puff, and gasped: "Mother, I'm tired of your Taoist master!"

"Changde, treasures are the residence of the virtuous, how can you be a small fourth-level martial artist, how can you deserve to have a lot of wealth? You are like a child holding gold in the city, and sooner or later someone will rob you. Today, as long as you give me the wealth, it will not be difficult for us to let you go, how about it?" Wu Menghao looked at Duobao Daoist and said in a deep voice.

"Little rabbit cub, you scare Lao Tzu!" The fat Taoist scolded, "When Dao Ye and I were crisscrossing the continent back then, were you still a liquid! Dao Ye is now giving you a chance to retreat quickly, otherwise, be careful of your life!"

"When death is on the verge of death, you dare to be hard-mouthed!" Wu Menghao was scolded so blue that his face turned pale, and he shouted angrily, "Changde, your turtle shell will be gone later, watch me break your body into ten thousand pieces!"

"Crush your paralysis, wait for you to die!" The fat Taoist snorted coldly, looked at several martial artists and said, "You little rabbit cubs, you chased the Taoist master for most of the night, aren't you annoyed?" Now the Taoist master will give you a chance, you have three breaths to leave, and if you don't leave after three breaths, you will die with this bastard surnamed Wu!"

After speaking, the fat Taoist stretched out a finger and said in a deep voice: "One!"

No one left, Wu Menghao looked at the fat Taoist and sneered.

"Two!"

"Three!"

Wu Menghao said hesitantly: "Changde, who are you scaring about!

"If you have to force Dao Ye to kill, Dao Ye will fulfill you!" the fat Daoist snorted, and with a flick of his big hand, an ancient scroll appeared in his hand.

There are lines on the scroll, and there is only one big character that is sinister.

"Kill"!

The scroll appeared, and a desolate and domineering aura emanated from the big characters as sharp as a blade and a halberd, and the surrounding surging river was actually frozen in an instant at this moment!

Everything is in a state of flux. The wind no longer moves, the waves do not regenerate, and even the smoke above the river is instantly still.

Everything between heaven and earth came to a standstill because of the appearance of this one word.

Luo Chen was three hundred miles away at the moment, and when he saw that big word, he still felt a palpitation, and quickly shifted his gaze, no longer looking at the weird word "kill". And closer to the position, Yan Xiaoxiao and the three of them also looked awe-inspiring.

"What is this?" Wu Menghao was horrified in his heart, his soul was trembling violently, he didn't dare to hesitate at all, he immediately gritted his teeth and turned around, flying towards the outside of the island. However, he was shocked to find that the spiritual power in his body was no longer functional, and his speed was like that of a mortal who had never cultivated.

And the other martial artists were the same, with a look of despair on their faces, completely losing their fighting spirit.

With the scroll in his hand, the fat Dao man suddenly burst out with an extremely powerful momentum, and with a slight pinch of his right hand, the scroll shattered silently.

The killing word did not disappear, but detached from the scroll, and then disintegrated in the air, turning into a Dao Senran imprint, scattered and shot at several martial artists.

Every stroke is like a sword halberd, and where it passes, there are black traces, and it seems that even the heavens and the earth have been torn.

Wu Menghao screamed miserably, he had been caught up by that stroke, and in an instant, he turned into a pile of minced meat and disappeared without a trace.

And the rest of the martial artists were the same, just for this moment, they seemed to be cut by a thousand knives and turned into a puddle of flesh.

This strange scene also made Luo Chen feel extremely shocked. And near the island, Yan Xiaoxiao and Feng Guang were even more shocked.

Where they were, the river didn't flow, the smoke didn't move, everything was still still. They want to leave, only to find that they can't move at all.

At this moment, they finally saw the strength of the Duobao Dao people with their own eyes. However, it seems that it is already too late.

After killing several martial artists, several strokes of the word "kill" did not disappear, but stopped in the air. The fat Taoist looked at Wu Menghao's corpse and scolded stupidly: "You deserve it! ”

The momentum on his body dissipated instantly, and it seemed that he had become that drunken and hazy fourth-level martial artist again, but where would Yan Xiaoxiao and the three of them still treat him as an ordinary fourth-level martial artist?

"The three of you have been following for so long, come and have a chat!" Duobao Daoist waved his hand, and those few strokes dissipated in an instant, the river began to rush again, and everything in heaven and earth returned to normal.

Yan Xiaoxiao was silent, and her delicate body flashed to the island. In the face of this terrifying powerhouse, she didn't dare to refuse his words at all.

Song Xiaobao's body also flashed onto the island, and the last person to appear was Feng Guang.

Song Xiaobao's face was quite calm, but the iceman's face was extremely ugly.

He felt that he was cautious enough, but he didn't expect this guy to be so terrifying.

"Xiao Song, you're old, what kind of fun are you following these guys. The fat Taoist took out a wine jug, took a sip, sighed pleasantly, looked at Song Xiaobao and reprimanded, "Have you learned such a thing as killing people and grabbing treasures?

Song Xiaobao is a famous senior martial artist, who is almost 400 years old, and it has been more than 20 years since Duobao Dao became famous. Seeing Duobao Daoist reprimanding Song Xiaobao with an old-fashioned look, Yan Xiaoxiao couldn't help but feel a little weird.

Song Xiaobao was also a little puzzled, and said with a wry smile: "The Taoist chief doesn't know, he cherishes feathers in his life, and he declares very seriously that he has never done such a thing as killing people and seizing treasures in four hundred years." For wealth, it has always been regarded as something outside the body, and it has never been deliberately forced. But today...... Alas!"

With a helpless sigh, Song Xiaobao said: "I am like a brother and sister to the sect master of the Canglan Sect, how could I have thought that if I traveled to Xiaozhou for a few months, the Canglan Sect has been destroyed." And the three dead soldiers who were auctioned in Wanbaolou today were the three grandchildren of the Canglan Sect Master's favorite. Today I was in the auction room, originally I wanted to auction Wu Guang and save a trace of blood for my old friend, but unfortunately my net worth was not enough, so I could only watch this child being taken away. ”

"If it weren't for that, I wouldn't have been greedy. I think that if I can have more net worth, I will not be so helpless when I encounter such things in the future. Xiaobao is really confused, he offended the Taoist chief, and he hopes that the Taoist chief will atone for his sins. ”

"That's right. ”

Duobao Daoist nodded and said: "Murong Fu behaves perversely, has a violent temperament, and does not know how to restrain himself, which is the way to take trouble." The Canglan Sect was lost in his hands, and it was also expected by the old way. I didn't expect him to have a friend like you, but it's extremely rare. ”

Song Xiaobao smiled bitterly and said: "Murong Fu's temperament is indeed a little perverse, but it is a true temperament, and he really has nothing to say about his friends." ”

"The person is dead, don't mention him!" the fat Taoist smiled, "Since you are short of money, I will give you some, you have been honest all your life, don't lose your reputation when you are old." ”

Saying that, the fat Taoist waved his hand, and a thick stack of yuan stone cards flew towards Song Xiaobao like a black cloud.

"This is 10 billion yuan stone, take it and leave!"

"Ten billion!" Song Xiaobao's face changed, "Dao Chief, this is too much!"

"Xiao Song, your uncle's!" Duobao Daoist scolded with a blank face, "Your old husband saw you when you were young, how could you have been such a mother-in-law? I gave it to you, you can just take it, if it's okay, get out of here quickly!"

Song Xiaobao was slightly shocked, but he couldn't remember when he had ever seen this guy.He was almost four hundred years old, could this guy be older than himself?

No longer daring to hesitate, Song Xiaobao hurriedly put the 10 billion yuan stone card into his arms, and said respectfully: "Thank you for the chief! If Xiaobao had this money a day earlier, the three children of the Murong family would not have ...... Alas!"

"Even if you buy it, the identity of their dead soldiers can't be changed. Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and get out of my way!" Duobao Daoist pouted.

Song Xiaobao nodded, bowed to Duobao Daoist again, and walked away on the waves.

"What about you, little fairy?" Duobao Daoist looked at Yan Xiaoxiao and smiled, "What are you here with Dao Ye for?"

"Little fairy?" Yan Xiaoxiao's eyebrows locked slightly, "Do you mean me?"

"The Lotus Fairy has passed away, and this girl who is the first in Xiaozhou in terms of talent is probably you. Duobao Daoist said with a smile, "Xiaozhou needs idols, I'm afraid sooner or later you will have the name of a fairy, and if you don't believe in the old way, you can bet with you." ”

Yan Xiaoxiao said in a low voice: "The predecessor praised it falsely!"

"Huh. You haven't told me why you came with the old man. Duobao Daoren smiled, "Could it be that a talented woman like you with a blue heart should also learn such vulgar things and do this kind of murderous and oversold business?"