Along the way, Yin Li has seen many people die at the hands of Lian Shan.

Some people hit them head-on, and he swept them directly and wiped their necks. Some people hid in the shadows as if looking for his traces, and he pierced his heart and lungs from behind. Some people were about to shout when they saw him, but he directly gagged them with their swords......

He could have come out of any place, and every time he appeared, someone would die at his hands.

She suddenly felt that she had seen too much, because she had seen too many strange ways to kill.

Sometimes with a sword, sometimes with a fist, sometimes with stone tiles......

Of course, there are still some common points in these murder methods.

Everyone who actually saw him died, and they didn't make a sound before they died.

He had indeed turned the city into a jungle to hunt, and she even wondered if he really intended to fight it alone.

She couldn't see his intentions clearly, as if he was really just venting, and he didn't think about getting out of here alive.

Especially, after seeing him set fires everywhere.

In fact, Yin Li could already see that he was not physically strong. His speed was no longer as fast as it was when he first came out of the slave arena.

Although she knew that he could not do such a thing, she still had to admire it in her heart.

This man was indeed born to kill.

Not only does he have a lot of means of killing, not only is he good at deception when fighting, but he even knows some 'art of war', such as attacking the east and the west, such as waiting for work with ease, such as judging the situation and sizing up the situation......

He had just set fire to the west of the city, and now he had appeared in the slave fighting field in the north of the city.

This is also the place where he once 'fought'.

He didn't appear in the arena, but walked in a certain direction.

In this slave fighting field, there are still people who have not left at this time, some are frightened by the previous killing, some feel that he will not come back, this should be the safest place, and some are just to fish in troubled waters.

The slave fighting field is the place where the wealth of Yihai City is most concentrated, and the most representative wealth in this Xuanluo Continent, in addition to slaves, is naturally the spirit stone.

The father and son of the Zhan family had died before, and the slave fighting field they operated had no owner, so the spirit stones they left behind ......

No matter how 'miserable' things are, as long as there is chaos, it is difficult to stop some people from taking advantage of the fire to rob **.

Many people have already thought of that great 'wealth' at this time.

Although he has been in this slave fighting field for a month, there are not many places he has really visited. Except for the huge arena, he spent most of his time in a cage.

However, there was one place that he had been to, and that was the place to place bets and take spirit stones. After all, at the beginning, Li Jin and the two broke through the realm and took him there.

He knew that there were a lot of spirit stones and a lot of magic cores there.

Lian Shan is not Mu Zheping who has become Lin San, let alone Lin Si who didn't know anything about cultivation after waking up, he has always been a cultivator, and he knows very well what the spirit stone means to a cultivator.

And the magic core, how can he ignore it at this time?

Along the way, he came across some monks running around like headless flies in the slave arena. And he, naturally, will not let go of any of them.

Whether there are any of these practitioners who are not so 'bad', he doesn't bother to think about it at all.

Whether they found out whether they would pose a threat to themselves, he also didn't bother to think about it.

He made his way to the 'target location', and when he arrived, he found that there was a battle going on.

There were hundreds of people fighting around the pile of spirit stones, and everyone was red-eyed. There were many corpses lying on the ground, and the blood had already flowed all over the ground.

He didn't know these people, but Yin Li in the shadows did.

In her one month here, she has visited almost every place in the city. She knew that among the more than 300 people in front of her, more than 100 people were the subordinates of the Zhan family's father and son, and the late stage cultivator of the Extreme Realm led by him was Zhan Xiu, the butler of the Zhan family.

And the more than 200 people opposite them were the rest of the cultivators in the city.

The mountain of spirit stones stimulated the greed of these people.

Zhan Xiu is not necessarily really to protect the wealth of the Zhan family, after Zhan Fu died, these spirit stones became ownerless, and the most qualified person to possess them was naturally him.

How could he possibly tolerate others coming to rob 'his wealth'?

Although there were only a hundred people, they now had the upper hand. After all, most of the people now either fled home, closed the door, shivered, or swarmed with the crowd searching for Banmo.

These monks who robbed them of their spirit stones were uneven in strength, and they were not as well-trained as them.

But he also knew very well that if he couldn't end the battle in front of him quickly, and if he didn't kill all these 'robbers' quickly, then he would really not be able to keep these spirit stones soon.

The Shou family, the Wei family, and the Shu family will set their sights on this sooner or later. And without Zhan Fu, the slave fighting field has lost its biggest reliance, and these things will soon be divided by other major families.

However, his thoughts could only come to an abrupt end after Lianshan appeared.

Zhan Xiu was the strongest person in the field, and Lianshan appeared here like a ghost, and the first sword was aimed at his back.

Lian Shan didn't plan to play anything at all, and when these people were defeated, he didn't have that time to waste.

He was an assassin, but with the sword, everything was different. For any cultivator of the kendo realm, the ability to fight head-on cannot be ignored.

Half an hour later, he was the only one left alive, and everyone else was lying in a pool of blood.

No one escaped, and in the face of so many spirit stones, since these people would have stayed before, they would not give up after that.

Taking people's money is like killing their parents, and Lingshi is naturally the same, even if it is an extremely cruel Banmo, they will not agree.

So, they all died here.

The spirit stones here are indeed piled up, and even Yin Li in the shadows can't help but be moved.

The spirit stones in the Xuanluo Continent are indeed much more than those in the Cangluo Continent.

The number of spirit stones possessed by this sea city may not be less than the total reserves of spirit stones in some small country in the Cangluo Continent.

Although most of the spirit stones here are low-grade spirit stones, there are more than 100,000 pieces. With so many spirit stones, it could make any cultivator in the Cangluo Continent breathe rapidly, so it was no wonder that those people were so desperate just now.

He just picked out dozens of high-grade spirit stones and hundreds of medium-grade spirit stones from them, rummaged through them for a while, and found nearly a hundred fifth-level demon cores, and finally randomly found a robe from those corpses and wrapped them all and tied them to his back.

As for those low-grade spirit stones, as well as the missing middle-grade and upper-grade spirit stones, he didn't even look at them again. Although they were all precious, he knew very well that he could not take them with him.

By the time he rushed out of the Slave Fighting Arena, the entire Yihai City had fallen into chaos.

He didn't think about where to go to continue looting, even though there were still any pill shops and refining shops in this city......

He knew what he could take and what to do, and now it was time to get out of here.

He didn't think about rescuing those slaves, although he knew exactly where the thousands of slaves were being kept in the slave fighting field......

In the darkness of the night, his figure was never noticed by the monks along the way, and he did not kill again.

He quickly rushed out of the walled city, choosing the direction to the north.

To be honest, if he chooses the sea to the south now and finds a boat from the sea to escape all the way, he may really have hope of returning to the Cangluo Continent.

It's just that, until now, he didn't even know that this was the Xuanluo Continent.

The Cangluo Continent and the Xuanluo Continent have not had 'contact' for thousands of years, and although he from the Sword Sect has long heard of the name of this continent, he never imagined that he would come here in a strange way.

During this time, he was either fighting in the slave arena or cultivating in a cage, almost cutting off contact with the outside world, where could he find out any news?

So he didn't know that he was getting farther and farther away from that continent now.

It wasn't until dawn that he finally stopped running, and then fell headlong into an unknown mountain forest.

Perhaps only such an inaccessible place can bring him a sense of stability.

He lay on his back, ignoring the pain from the spirit stones and demon cores on his back. He was so tired that he gasped for air, as if he wanted to exhale his heart and lungs.

Although there was no smile on his face, he finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

On this night's escape, he just chose a random route, and changed his direction several times at will, because he didn't have any fixed destination at all.

He believed that it was impossible for the pursuers to find him, because even he did not know where he had fled.

Of course, I still can't relax. Of course, everything that has been done in the city of Leaning on the sea will not be settled.

It is foreseeable that there will be a lot of people searching for themselves after that.

This body is indeed outrageously strong, but without spiritual power, he can't really exert the full power of this body.

Even because I can only rely on physical strength, I become more tired than before.

He wanted to rest, but he stopped it. There is one thing in his life that is above everything else, and that is cultivation.

He had already faintly comprehended the cultivation method of this body, after all, the magic core of the golden-armored giant ape had pointed out a path for him.

It's just that although he understands the direction, it doesn't mean that he can immediately cultivate his spiritual power. The exercises are not so easy to create out of thin air, and he still needs a lot of trial and exploration.

In any case, he had a great advantage over Lin San, who was in Bilan Xinyu City at this time, and he now had more than ten years of cultivation experience.

Lian Qin's teachings to him, and some of the exercise cheats that the Sword Sect and Shifang Lou had watched, he hadn't forgotten it at all, and he had a lot of experience to learn from.