The purple-clothed hanging knife young man is named Zhang Bin, the new head of a small sect in the Northern Regions.

Twenty-five years ago, Zhang Bin's village was slaughtered by horse thieves when he was still a baby, and Zhang Bin's master and father-in-law, that is, the original head of the small sect, happened to pass by, and brought Zhang Bin, who was waiting to be fed, back to the sect from the pile of dead people.

Although the Zhangjiao is more than 100 years old, with a group of wives and concubines, all of them are like flowers, but the strange thing is that the daughters who are also like flowers and jades have given birth to a lot, but they have never had a son. After picking up Zhang Bin, the head of the sect planned to train this orphan as a successor, and gave him the name Zhang Bin because he hoped that he could be both civil and military.

To the surprise of the master, he accidentally picked up a treasure. Zhang Bin, who had cultivated since childhood, crossed the barrier of the Great Perfection of the Spirit Condensation Realm in one fell swoop when he was nine years old, and stepped into the Foundation Building Realm. And half a year ago, he became the second Jindan Realm master in that small sect.

However, although Zhang Bin, who had advanced to the Jindan realm, was as his father-in-law, that is, the previous head of the small sect, expected, he was both civil and military, but his heart was extremely unbearable. After his stepfather passed the spell at the bottom of the sect and a long knife of a six-grade spirit weapon to him, and designated him as the next head, Zhang Bin, who showed his fangs, directly hacked his stepfather to death with the long knife of the white six-grade spirit weapon.

After that, Zhang Bin took his stepfather's wives and concubines, who were like flowers and jade, and his stepfather's daughters, who were in their prime and were arrogant on weekdays, one by one, and then forcibly brought those women to his father-in-law's order hall and held a coverless meeting for several days.

After occupying the women related to his father-in-law and turning those women into slaves who obeyed his words through various methods, Zhang Bin got a great sense of satisfaction. The next step is to make a name for yourself on the continent and conquer more women.

Coincidentally, Zhang Bin heard the news that the young formation mage who had become famous in Beizhu City three years ago and had caused a big mess in the Biyou Sword Sect was going to Dengxian City, so he felt that if he could slaughter that formation mage, would he immediately become famous in the mainland?

Zhang Bin, who knew that he had found a shortcut, carefully speculated the route of the young formation mage being chased and killed, and waited quietly in the most convenient wilderness to Dengxian City, he felt that with his cultivation in the Jindan Realm, he would definitely be able to kill the young formation mage who built the foundation realm.

Because the ancient teleportation array fell silent, there were not a few monks who wanted to go to Dengxian City from here. If the cultivation is higher than himself, Zhang Bin will do his best to flatter and make way, and if the cultivation is not as good as his own, Zhang Bin will kill them one by one. And because Zhang Bin got too little information about the mage, he only knew that the other party was dressed in white and holding a black spear, so when this monk with one of these two characteristics passed by, Zhang Bin would search for his soul, and then disperse his soul.

After waiting for ten days in a row, Zhang Bin finally met a young Spirit Condensing Realm monk who didn't have the same as that young array mage at all, of course, judging from his breath, that person was indeed a Spirit Condensing Realm.

This kind of role, Zhang Bin didn't even bother to kill, so he "showed kindness" and waved a knife, it was luck that the person could dodge, and if he couldn't dodge, he would die.

Unexpectedly, after dodging the sword, the young cultivator clearly saw the dozens of headless corpses below him whose heads had been cut off by himself, but he had no intention of detouring or escaping at all, but walked slowly towards him.

A sneer rose at the corner of Zhang Bin's mouth, and he planned to cut this short-eyed guy alive with a long knife on his head.

Seeing the violent sneer on Zhang Bin's face, Ling Zheng walked to a place about ten zhang away from him and stood still, glanced at the corpses, and asked, "Who are these people?"

Zhang Bin was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "I waited for that young formation mage to wait anxiously, but I didn't expect God to take such care of me so much, and send me such a guy to relieve my boredom, hahaha......"

After Ling Zheng heard this, his brows furrowed slightly: "Young Formation Mage, which young Formation Mage?"

"Of course, it's the formation mage who made a big mess in the Biyou Sword Sect. Zhang Bin didn't even bother to lie to a guy who was already a dead man in his eyes: "Kill him, and I will be able to make a name for myself in the mainland." ”

Ling Zheng let out an "oh", and glanced at the headless corpses not far away, some of which had already stinked, and the demonic energy on the surface of his body was surging, and he instantly recovered his original appearance.

After summoning the Wanjun spear, Ling Zheng pointed at Zhang Bin, who was ecstatic in mid-air, and asked in a cold voice, "But have you ever thought about what if you are killed by me?"

Zhang Bin laughed, stretched out his hand, and immediately held the long knife in his hand: "You are not afraid of the wind when you speak, and your tongue flashes, you are an ant who builds a foundation realm, do you want to go against the sky and kill me in the Jindan Realm?"

"I've killed a lot of people before. ”

Ling Zheng didn't talk nonsense anymore, stepped on the footwork learned by the old bastard who stole it, and arrived in front of Zhang Bin in a few vertical jumps, raised his hand and stabbed Zhang Bin in the chest.

Zhang Bin is also a ruthless stubble who went out to kill people at the age of eight or nine, and he has quite rich combat experience, and he has heard how strong Ling Zheng's body is, and he did not shake Ling Zheng's gun, but his body flashed, and the long knife in his hand teased Ling Zheng's neck.

Jin Dan realm cultivation, six-grade spiritual weapon, Zhang Bin's conditions are already quite good, and he has carefully studied some of Ling Zheng's characteristics before, planning to attack the enemy's shortcomings with his own strengths.

He knew that Ling Zhengguang was able to fight with his body and even be able to turn over the Yuan Infant Realm master, so he naturally wouldn't touch that moldy head.

Ling Zheng blocked the gun horizontally, and the speed was faster than Zhang Bin expected, and after Zhang Bin retreated for a while, his palms were numb.

Zhang Bin was much smarter, and no longer fought with Ling Zheng in close combat, but after distancing himself from Ling Zheng, the long knife in his hand shot out with a burst of light, and a sharp sword slashed directly at Ling Zheng's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

Ling Zheng raised his hand and smashed the sword mang, but found that after the sword mang, the shattered light continued to drill into his body, wanting to attack the meridians in his body.

If this were someone else, it would definitely be overwhelming. Because for any cultivator, the meridians are indispensable conditions for absorbing and refining the power of heaven and earth, and once the meridians are damaged, any cultivator will be unable to resist.

Although Zhang Bin's character is extremely poor, and he is cruel, his means and mind are really good, and he plans to use his sect's unique knife technique to injure Ling Zheng's meridians, so that he will be powerless. In this case, Ling Zheng, who would be exhausted sooner or later, would definitely be slaughtered by him.

But Zhang Bin only didn't calculate how strong Ling Zheng's attributeless spirit vein was. After all, he is not Ning Qianhe's kind of demon who can be called a bogu and a modern, nor is he Kong Xuan and Dou Bi, who have gotten along with Ling Zheng day and night and know Ling Zheng very well.

After the sword was shattered, although the shattered light burrowed into Ling Zheng's body, it was completely wiped out by the strange power released by Ling Zheng's non-attribute spiritual vein at the first time, and was refined into an attributeless true element, which was classified into Ling Zheng's dantian.

Ling Zheng didn't attack either, he wanted to see how many means this guy kept saying that he wanted to kill him had.

Zhang Bin slashed out more than thirty knives one after another, and each knife was smashed alive by Ling Zheng with a Wanjun gun, but he found that Ling Zheng did not spit blood from his mouth because of the damage to the meridians as he expected, but became more and more energetic, which made Zhang Bin a little unexpected.

But in addition to the knife technique, Zhang Bin also prepared other means for Ling Zheng.

Seeing that the sword technique could not cause any damage to Ling Zheng, Zhang Bin reached out and took out a few talismans from the storage belt, each of which was sealed with a third-order spell that only a master of the Jindan Realm could use.

Ling Zheng could naturally sense how strong the talisman was from the aura released from the talisman, but he still didn't attack.

A storm ghost scythe that was previously hit by the old man of the Jindan Realm Great Perfection of the Biyou Sword Sect almost shattered Ling Zheng's chest, which made Ling Zheng feel somewhat the terrifying masters of the Jindan Realm and the third-order spells.

Although Zhang Bin is also in the Jindan Realm, he only has the cultivation of the first order of the Jindan Realm, which is naturally incomparable with the Great Perfection of the Jindan Realm of the Biyou Sword Sect, and because he uses talismans to play spells, the effect will be much worse.

Therefore, Ling Zheng felt that this was a good opportunity for him to get in touch with third-order spells.

Zhang Bin sneered, raised his hand and knocked out a purple third-order thunder attribute spell rune, and in an instant, the sky was filled with ink clouds, and nine thigh-thick purple heavenly thunderbolts shot out.

The thunder attribute spell is the most powerful of all spells, fierce and domineering, and the talisman played by Zhang Bin depicts a third-order spell called "Nine Thunder Annihilation", and the destructive power is among the best in the third-order spells.

Ling Zheng let out a deep sigh, and the attributeless true yuan frantically poured into the Wanjun spear, and at the same time that the weight of the Wanjun spear skyrocketed, the body of the spear was instantly enveloped in a layer of crystal light that burned like a flame.

Nine purple heavenly thunderbolts attacked Ling Zheng from different directions, but before that, Ling Zheng swung ten thousand spears, and the dense white spear shadows formed a white light mask that was almost impermeable.

"Bang ......"

With nine loud bangs in a row, although Ling Zheng, who was covered by the shadow of a white gun, flew back and forth in the sky like a ball under the continuous slashing of the nine purple heavenly thunders, but after the nine heavenly thunders were shattered one after another, Ling Zheng's face was slightly pale, but he seemed to be fine, and there was a trace of excitement in his eyes.

At that moment, Ling Zheng's fighting spirit increased sharply, Wan Jun pointed his gun at Zhang Bin, and shouted: "Come again!"

Zhang Bin was a little stunned, but when he saw Ling Zheng talking to him with such a condescending attitude, he was suddenly a little angry and lost his mind.

The ants of the foundation realm dare to provoke the masters of the Jindan realm?

Zhang Bin, who has always believed that the gap between the great realms is crushing people, forgot that he also cultivated from the Spirit Condensation Realm to the Foundation Building Realm, and then from the Foundation Building Realm to the Jindan Realm. He roared angrily, raised his hand and struck out the third-order spell runes in his hand that had almost consumed all of his family's resources, trying to consume Ling Zheng to death.

Moreover, he himself began to silently recite third-order spells, intending to carry out a sneak attack on Ling Zheng.

Brilliant light exploded one after another in this sky, and third-order spells of various attributes hit Ling Zheng one after another, but they were all dispersed by Ling Zheng with the pitch-black and simple Wanjun spear in his hand.

When he shook the eighth third-order spell, Ling Zheng finally opened his mouth and spewed out a large mouthful of blood, obviously suffering a lot of injuries.

It stands to reason that the third-order spell is not something that the Foundation Building Realm cultivator can withstand at all, and under normal circumstances, the third-order spell can kill the Foundation Building Realm cultivator in an instant, leaving his corpse and bones gone.

But Ling Zheng broke that rule.

After vomiting blood, Ling Zheng's almost no pupils had a fighting intent in his delusional eyes, and the ruthlessness that was almost like a mad demon shaking the third-order spell made Zhang Bin feel a chill in his heart.

How could there be a Foundation Building Realm cultivator who didn't die after suffering seventeen third-order spells one after another?

Zhang Bin, whose face was pale because of overconsumption, stood far away, looking at Ling Zheng like a ghost.

He suddenly felt that his actions were a bit idiotic, and he was carried away by the idea of wanting to fight to become famous. This guy was previously in the pursuit of the Biyou Sword Sect, but in various ways, he killed three Jindan Realm masters and eighty-one Foundation Building Realm cultivators in an absolute disadvantage, how could he be inferred with common sense?

Ling Zheng, who only felt that there was no pain in the meridians of his body, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Zhang Bin, and asked in a cold voice: "Why, there is no means to do it?"

Zhang Bin seemed to have been greatly humiliated, roared angrily, and grabbed his sixth-grade spirit weapon-level long knife.

Ling Zheng said expressionlessly: "What, you want to fight me in close quarters?"

Zhang Bin couldn't advance or retreat, and then thought briefly for a while, condensed all the true elements on his body on the long knife, and slashed out an incomparably brilliant white sword.

Then he turned and fled, using all his strength to show his fastest speed.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the shattering sword light almost illuminated the entire wilderness. In that brilliant light, Zhang Bin, who was fleeing with his life, was smashed to the ground with a powerful blow.

The force on Wanjun's gun was too great, so that Zhang Bin, who was hit, was deformed, and he had no ability to change his body shape at all, so he plunged headfirst into the ground.

Zhang Bin, who only had a pair of feet on the ground, had a wild desire to survive, and was about to continue to escape, but he couldn't feel a pair of feet left on the ground, and then there was a sharp pain.

My feet are gone?

As soon as this thought came to Zhang Bin's heart, his head was pierced by Ling Zheng's shot into the ground.

"Buzz"

With a soft sound, Zhang Bin's soul flew away from his body, wrapped in the golden pill, and wanted to escape from the ground.

As long as the soul and the golden pill are there, he will be able to recover in the shortest possible time and continue to be powerful in his small sect. He was still very young and still had a long way to go, and he firmly believed that with his qualifications, he would definitely be able to cultivate to the realm where he could completely kill Ling Zheng, and it would not be too late to take revenge when the time came.

But he had obviously forgotten that the formation mage had an outrageously strong perception of any power, and Ling Zheng was the best among them.

His soul lurked in the golden pill, and after a long time in the ground, he was grabbed by a bloodied hand.

Zhang Bin, who was in a state of soul, only felt that his Jin Dan was about to be pinched and exploded, because of the same heart, the pain made him wail uncontrollably.

After that, Zhang Bin's eyes flickered and he found that Ling Zheng had rushed out of the ground holding his Jin Dan.

Without waiting for Zhang Bin to speak, Ling Zheng stretched out his hand to smash the spiritually powerful Nine Aperture Golden Pill of the newly appointed small sect leader with excellent qualifications and great prospects, and raised his hand to shatter his soul.

After cremating and burying those headless corpses, Ling Zheng continued to move forward with a blank face.

Looking at him like Zhang Bin like this, he only has the cultivation of the foundation realm, and there are definitely not a few people who want to kill him and become famous in one fell swoop, Ling Zheng has already expected that his journey to Dengxian City this time will definitely not be easy.

Sure enough, a month later, Ling Zheng successively killed fourteen young generation Jindan Realm masters with the same intention as Zhang Bin, trying to intercept and kill him halfway, all of them after bursting the physical body, pinching and exploding the Jindan, and then shattering the soul. Most of them are from the great forces of the Northern Regions.

Ling Zheng's name once again spread throughout the continent. Moreover, Ling Zheng was slandered as a demon cultivator by some people with ulterior motives, claiming that only a demon cultivator would be so inhuman. Under their vigorous rendering, Ling Zheng has become synonymous with the "magic way" of the younger generation.

After the white girl who had already arrived in Dengxian City knew about this, her smile was like a flower, and she was incomparably beautiful.