He Wuxian's gaze quickly scanned the stone tablet, and soon he saw a message that surprised him. 800book[800]

"Old Goat: A fourth-level martial sect with a detailed map of the Sunset Mountains. ”

Seeing the words of the map of the Sunset Mountains, He Wuxian's face couldn't help but 'show' a smile.

Deacon Jiang of the Divine Weapon Pavilion didn't lie to him, and there was indeed a map of the Sunset Mountain Range here.

At this moment, the warriors who were watching around the stone monument suddenly let out a burst of exclamation, and their voices were full of incredulity and surprise.

"Oh my God! Rank 9 Xuan Soldier? I read that right!"

"It's really a ninth-level Xuan soldier! It's too stinging! There's a stupid guy who comes to hunt for treasure with a ninth-level Xuan soldier!"

"Hahahaha! The owner of the ninth-level Xuanbing is called Little Flea, and he turned out to be a second-level martial sect!"

A series of exclamations full of surprise and shock sounded in the crowd and quickly spread around.

He Wuxian was also stunned for a moment, frowned and looked at the stone tablet, and saw the blue screen, I don't know when the information has been updated, and his information has been added.

Little Flea: A second-level martial sect, with a ninth-level Xuan soldier and a Xuanshuang sword.

There were hundreds of martial artists, looking at this message incredulously, and their faces all showed expressions of excitement and shock.

The crowd exploded, and the sound of talking and 'hand-to-ear' quickly converged into a wave of 'waves' that swept across the entire backyard.

Many warriors searched the crowd with keen eyes, and some walked away from the stele quickly, their eyes scanning the identity plates in the hands of others.

There were even some warriors, after they couldn't find who the little flea was, so they stood in the crowd and shouted.

"Who is the little flea? me and stand up, I promise not to kill you!"

"Little flea, come out quickly, uncle has the treasure you want here, come and duel with uncle!"

Someone took the lead and someone responded, and the crowd suddenly heard the sound of calling for little fleas.

Seeing the reactions of those warriors, and seeing their faces full of excitement and impatience looking for the little flea, He Wuxian 'touched' his nose a little speechlessly.

"Damn, it looks like it's a bit of a problem. ”

Although he still didn't quite understand how the treasure hunt in the Shura Hall was carried out.

But judging from the fanatical reactions of those warriors, it is definitely not a good thing, at least the process of treasure hunting is very unfriendly.

At this moment, a young martial artist beside He Wuxian who was as thin as wood suddenly looked at He Wuxian with a "dew" and "fine" eyes, and his face was surprised and pointed at He Wuxian and shouted: "I saw it!

He Wuxian was suddenly startled, turned his head and threw a cold look at the scrawny warrior, and at the same time put away the identity plate. 800.800BOOK

But it was too late, and after a moment of silence for the crowd under the stele, an earth-shattering roar of excitement erupted.

There were hundreds of martial sects, all of them rushing towards He Wuxian, like a hungry wolf pounceing on a sheep, and their eyes were glowing green.

Even some of the people with crippled hands and feet, terrible faces, ragged clothes, who walked crookedly as if they were going to burp at any moment, rushed at the speed of the wind.

In the blink of an eye, before He Wuxian could figure out what the situation was, hundreds of martial arts sects rushed to him and surrounded him.

"Hehe, it turns out that you are a little flea! Come on, this is the uncle's brand, and the uncle's Xuan-level high-grade swordsmanship. ”

A rough voice sounded, like a muffled thunder, and it shook people's eardrums.

The person who spoke was a big man eight feet tall, wearing only a pair of long cowhide 'trousers'. The naked upper body shows thick black "hair" hair, like a chimpanzee.

While speaking, he also took out his identity nameplate and a secret book of exercises, and shook it in front of He Wuxian.

Then, as soon as the words fell, he waved his fist, blooming with Yuan Li brilliance, and bombarded He Wuxian.

This big man is a fourth-level martial artist, the Yuan force is strong and powerful, and the fist is as big as a sandbag, and he bombarded with all his strength, with a full strength of 400,000 catties.

But before He Wuxian could fight back, two martial arts sects next to him immediately jumped out and attacked the big man from left to right.

When the two of them swung their fists and attacked the big man, they didn't forget to roar angrily: "Little Wang Ba Lamb, it was Lao Tzu who found the little flea first, and Lao Tzu was the one who fought the duel with the little flea." ”

The big man was suddenly furious, his face was so angry that his face was pale, and while fighting back frantically, he didn't forget to roar like thunder: "Fart! Just rely on you two third-level martial arts sects, you dare to grab a little flea with Lao Tzu?"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The sound of fists and feet slamming into each other sounded, and the light of Yuan Force slammed into each other, shattering countless fragments, wrapped in the violent wind, and slamming into all directions.

The three martial arts sects who had never known each other actually fought on the spot, competing for the qualification to duel with the little flea.

He Wuxian was stunned for a moment, and muttered to himself with a strange face: "Damn, these three guys are sick, right?"

However, before he could finish his words, there was a sudden sound of breaking the air behind him.

With his divine sense, He Wuxian saw that the skinny young martial arts sect from before actually pulled out his sword without saying a word and attacked his back.

That's not all, there was also a martial artist with a cloak on his left hand who couldn't see his face, and his 'legs' were condensed into two sword lights, and he attacked him without saying a word.

"Damn! These two people didn't even report their identities, and they started fighting without saying a word? It's too despicable and shameless!"

He Wuxian scolded angrily, and was about to retreat to dodge, but found an even more bizarre scene.

Before he could fight back, the surrounding martial arts sects rushed up in unison.

There were more than a dozen people, holding swords and besieging those two people, and in an instant, they slashed the crying father and shouted mother, and fled out in a wolf manner.

At the same time, everyone's hearts were surging, waving their fists, holding their swords, and rushing towards He Wuxi.

These people not only started quickly and ruthlessly, but also shouted in their mouths: "The little flea is Lao Tzu, whoever dares to rob it will die!"

"you, Lao Tzu was the first to find the little flea, he was Lao Tzu!"

"You all get out of Uncle Ben, the third-level and fourth-level martial arts sects are scum in front of Uncle Ben!"

As a result, dozens of martial arts sects all started to fight, scolding and roaring angrily, and at the same time blasting the extremely powerful moves towards the vital points of others.

He Wuxian stood in place and looked at the crazy martial arts sects in amazement, and roared incredulously: "Damn, it's okay like this?"

He never expected that this group of martial arts sects would be so shameless that they all coveted his Xuanshuang Sword, and they did not hesitate to use all kinds of means to draw their swords and fight on the spot without any scruples.

What's more, as a little flea, he hasn't said a word, but these martial arts sects have already started a tragic and bloody battle like enemies of life and death.

A ninth-level Xuanbing Xuanshuang Sword directly made everyone crazy and lose their minds.

In the midst of dozens of Martial Sects' 'melee' battles, He Wuxian was under tremendous pressure, and there were constantly Martial Sects around him to carry out various sneak attacks and forcible killings.

What's more, the martial arts sects who were fighting in a 'chaotic' battle, and the aftermath of the battle that burst out were all drowned and shrouded in him.

In desperation, he had no choice but to use Qingyun's footwork, relying on his wonderful body and speed, shuttling through the crowd and escaping into the distance.

The little 'hairy' ball has been squatting on his shoulder, witnessing this qiē happening with his own eyes.

At this time, He Wuxian fought desperately to escape from the crowd, and the little 'hairy' ball also took the opportunity to create more trouble and 'chaos' and 'chaos' on the battlefield of 'chaos' and 'chaos'.

It spat out a piece of holy flame towards the place where the crowd was most dense, and spit out an invincible bubble bomb at a few martial arts sects who were chasing and killing He Wuxian.

Suddenly, the golden-colored Shengyan burned a bunch of martial arts sects and cried fathers and called mothers, and fled in a wolf manner.

The invincible bubble bomb also exploded in the crowd, bursting out with hundreds of thousands of catties of terrifying power, directly blowing up the six martial sects upside down.

However, what surprised He Wuxian was that dozens of martial arts sects were fighting in the courtyard, and the terrifying aftermath of the battle, the light of Yuan Force and the violent energy, scattered and exploded, and they failed to destroy the ruined palaces around them.

Even when the flame bomb of the small 'hairy' ball exploded, it blew up several martial arts sects, but it failed to blow up the ground without a trace.

While escaping, he also observed and discovered the mystery.

It turned out that this area was set up with an extremely powerful defensive formation.

Whenever the light of Yuan Force and the violent energy bombarded the ground and the surrounding buildings, there would be a light of earthy yellow 'color' that would block every qiē power.

Those ubiquitous earthy yellow | The color 'brilliance is tightly protecting the entire low-level Martial Sect area, and the power is shocking and unfathomable.

Even if a dozen fifth-level martial sects joined forces, they couldn't break through the defense of that earthy yellow 'color' light, and they couldn't shatter even a single brick and tile.

It was only at this time, after He Wuxian saw it with his own eyes, that he finally believed that the Shura Hall was indeed the land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Being able to arrange this kind of defensive formation that can't be broken by anything, the formation mage is very likely to be a super powerhouse in the realm of the Martial King.

After a hundred breaths, He Wuxian finally escaped from the battlefield with difficulty.

With a strong defense and a wonderful Qingyun footwork, he left a 'chaotic' and 'chaotic' courtyard and fled to the third floor of the palace on the right.

The martial arts sects in the backyard were still fighting to the death, and the colorful Yuan Li Guanghua in the sky shrouded the entire backyard, making it impossible to see the situation in the field at all.

Therefore, He Wuxian secretly escaped from the backyard, and no one was noticed.

When he fled to the third floor of the ruined palace, his ears were much clearer.

This level of the palace was pitch black, except for the wide corridors, and an oil lamp hung on the wall, emitting a dim light.

There is no hall in the entire palace, only rows of mysterious black 'colored' rooms, and the 'doors' of the rooms are all locked, and the mysterious formation patterns are depicted on them.

He Wuxian walked down the quiet corridor, his eyes looking at the rooms sharply, wondering in his heart what this place was.

After what happened just now, he gradually understood the rules of the Shura Palace, and he also knew that this was a bloody and fierce Shura world, and it was common to draw a knife and kill people without saying a word.

The warriors who came to the Shura Palace, everyone was in order to get what they wanted, and they did everything they could, and all kinds of despicable and shameless means were used perfectly.

So he had to be careful not to happen again.