"Bloody Slaughter...... It's this guy again. ”

Ning Xiu's eyebrows frowned slightly.

No wonder there are so many fallen immortals scattered in this walled city, it turns out that this place is the territory of the Blood Floating Massacre, and the other party is the big boss of the divine dragon who has no head and no end.

This guy's strength is not high, but his sphere of influence is all over the place.

One of the eight drug kings, it is indeed worthy of its name.

"But since I have found your traces, then I will get back a little interest from you first."

The corners of Ning Xiu's mouth curled slightly, looking at the letter in his hand.

These letters contain a lot of useful information for him, including more than a dozen scattered dens, as well as the spies of the Blood Floating Massacre scattered throughout the country.

After learning this information, Ning Xiu left the walled city, and then, according to the prompts of the letter, he found a scattered den, which was located in a large city in the southern region, hidden in the middle of the city.

No one dared to believe that in this bustling street, there was actually a criminal den, and I don't know how many people were harmed.

Inside a restaurant.

A young warrior pushed a cart to the door of the restaurant, which was loaded with a lot of ingredients, and it seemed that the restaurant was buying goods normally.

But beneath that ingredient lies the raw materials for the creation of Fallen Immortals.

The young warrior threw the ingredients into the back kitchen of the restaurant, took the raw materials of the fallen immortal powder, and walked into a secret door in the backyard of the restaurant.

It's a delicate job.

It takes an experienced pharmacist to do it well.

For the Blood Floating Tu, these pharmacists are treasures that continue to produce gold and silver dollars, and he values them very much.

"Master, the materials have been delivered."

The young warrior carried the materials to several pharmacists.

"Hmm."

Can be sudden.

There was a strange noise, and there was a footstep outside the door.

The faces of several people changed, and they looked at the young warrior, "Are you sure you closed the secret door when you came in?" ”

"yes."

"And who is this person out there?"

When the people were in doubt.

But he heard a sermon......

"I'm kicking!"

Bang!

The thousand-pound secret door made of dark iron was kicked and exploded from the outside!

The huge secret door flew towards everyone, and when they dodged, the secret door smashed an unknown number of equipment and tools.

As the smoke and dust rose, a man slowly walked in towards the crowd.

It was Ning Xiu.

He grinned, "Good afternoon, everyone, it's time to go to hell." ”

"Kill!"

Although he didn't know how he and the others were exposed, Ning Xiu was obviously not good, and everyone didn't dare to be careless and acted quickly.

Ning Xiu smiled slightly, and the long knife in his hand came out.

The sword shines through the sky.

It was just a breath of time, and one by one the warriors died tragically on the spot.

Compared with Ning Xiu's strength, their strength is completely two levels, not to mention them, even if they come ten times the strength, Ning Xiu will not be able to kill them.

Not for a while.

He killed all the people in this den.

He set another fire and burned all the fallen immortals here, and then left, heading to the next den.

He's very fast.

In just three days, the seven dens of the Blood Floating Massacre in the Southern Regions were destroyed, causing the Blood Floating Massacre to lose a lot of manpower and material resources.

Inside a pavilion.

Blood Futu looked at the report in his hand, and his face turned blue with anger, "What a Ning Xiu, even the heavens can't kill you!" You're planning to fight with me forever, okay, okay, let's see who dies first! ”

"Someone! Go to the black market and increase the reward amount for Ning Xiu by 50 million gold yuan, no, it's not enough, 80 million, increase it to 80 million! ”

Soon.

The black market updated the bounty for Ning Xiu.

Eighty million gold dollars, this is definitely one of the highest bounties in the history of the Southern Regions Black Market, which caused a sensation in the entire black market.

Of course, a sensation is a sensation.

There are very few who have the ability and courage to make this money.

Even the heavens and men couldn't kill Ning Xiu.

How could they possibly do that?

And the increase in the amount of the bounty also informed the entire Southern Regions from the side......

Ning Xiu didn't die, he came back.

Everyone in the Shura Sect was overjoyed, and some people cried with joy.

And Ning Xiu didn't know much about these, he only learned the news of his bounty promotion in the process of encountering a black market killer.

The murderous intent in his heart towards the Blood Floating Massacre became stronger and stronger.

In less than half a month, he destroyed all the dens he knew related to the Blood Floating Massacre, and among them, there were even some dens that had nothing to do with the Blood Floating Massacre and belonged to several other poison kings.

In his opinion, none of these dens are good things.

It is one to be able to destroy one.

And his behavior undoubtedly offended several poison kings except for the Blood Floating Slaughter, but they didn't dare to make a move because of Ning Xiu's strength.

You can only avoid its edge.

even turned around and scolded the Blood Floating Massacre, provoking such a bad star.

The other side.

Ning Xiu had been destroying the Fallen Immortal Scattered Dens for more than half a month, but gradually, these dens were all hidden, silent.

He didn't care either, and set off to return to the Shura Sect.

In the recent period, the Shura Sect can be described as noisy with gongs and drums, and in the Rakshasa Academy in the core area, the true disciples are very happy after learning the news that Ning Xiu is not dead, especially the members of the tenth class, who are even more happy.

But compared to these people, there is one person who seems not so happy.

That is the true young master of the first peak, Xu Feng.

He is also the younger brother of Xu Qiu, the true young master.

In his opinion, the future position of the Shura Sect Master is Xu Qiu's, and now, except for one Ning Xiu, whether it is prestige or military exploits, there are faint signs of surpassing Xu Qiu, which makes Xu Feng happy.

He even thinks about it sometimes.

It would be nice if Ning Xiu died in the clash between heaven and man.

Although he knew that it was not good to think like this, he still couldn't control it, because he knew that only without Ning Xiu could his brother sit firmly in the position of sect master in the future.

Rumble!

Just when the Shura Sect was shrouded in a festive atmosphere, a roar suddenly came from a distance, and I saw a mirage coming in the direction of the Shura Sect at an extremely fast speed, and there was a picture of a phoenix in the clouds on the mirage.

That is the symbol of the Yingzhou Holy Land.

"Yingzhou Holy Land, why are they here?"

Everyone looked at each other.

And on that mirage, a figure slowly walked out, but the person who came was Ming Thirteen, he looked at the Shura Sect below, and said loudly: "In the Holy Land of Xia Yingzhou, Ming Thirteen, I have come to visit the Shura Sect. ”

Ji Wuxian heard this, and sneered, "Visit? To put it nicely, it was a visit, but there was no worship sticker, and no one was sent to inform him, so he drove the mirage into the realm of the Shura Sect, so arrogant, dare to say that he visited? ”

But no matter what, the other party is the true legend of the Holy Land, and this identity alone makes people dare not be careless.

The Shura Sect Master, who was originally in retreat, was also alarmed and came out in person.

"The thirteenth prince came from afar, and he missed the distance."

The Shura Sect Master arched his hand and said.

Although he knew that the person in front of him had wanted to kill Ning Xiu, no, he still wanted to kill Ning Xiu now, and he was an enemy of their Shura Sect.

But the Shura Sect Master had to pretend to be welcoming at this time.

Because the current Shura Sect is not yet the opponent of the Holy Land.

"Sect Master Shura is polite."

Ming Thirteen smiled slightly, he walked down from the mirage, and there was a person behind him, the other party looked sixty or seventy years old, with gray hair, a sloppy body, and a little old, but it gave the Shura Sect Master a sense of heart.

The other party is by no means simple.

And it is impossible for Ming 13 to bring a useless old man by his side.

The other party is likely to be a ...... Heaven!

The Shura Sect Master made a judgment, and his heart became more and more vigilant.

"Thirteen sons, please."

The Shura Sect Master welcomed Ming Thirteen into the Shura Sect, and took the other party to visit for a while, and when he came to the Rakshasa Courtyard, Ming Thirteen said: "The Shura Sect is full of talents, I heard that Naning Xiu is just a true disciple of the Rakshasa Academy, not even the young master, I don't know if I can ask a few young masters for advice." ”

The Shura Sect Master chuckled in his heart.

Finally said the original purpose.

The visit is fake, and it is true to come here to attack the younger generation of disciples of the Shura Sect.

After all, Ming Thirteen suffered a loss at the hands of Ning Xiu, and now, Ning Xiu is nowhere to be found, and if he wants to regain face, he can only find it here in the Shura Sect.

"The cultivation of the thirteenth prince is superb, far from being comparable to ordinary true legends, I don't think there is any need to compare." Shura Sect Master said with a smile.

"The sect master's words are bad, I can't even beat Ning Xiu, against a few young masters, I'm afraid that I am even more of an opponent, or is it that the sect master dislikes my low strength, and I am not worthy of being compared with the true young master of your sect?"

Ming 13 continued.

"If you want to compare, then you might as well let me fight you."

At this point, a man walked out.

But he is a disciple of the Shura Sect Master, Xu Feng, the second young master of the first peak.

Although his cultivation is not as good as Xu Qiu and Ning Xiu, he is definitely one of the best in the entire younger generation of the Shura Sect.

"Oh, courage, I admire you."

Ming Thirteen smiled slightly.

But just when Xu Feng was about to fight, there was a person who walked out one step ahead of him, but it was Xu Qiu, who said surgingly: "I am the first peak young master, even if I want to fight, I will be the first, Xiao Feng, you retreat first." ”

"Brother, let me test his strength first."

Xu Feng secretly said.

"No, I don't."

Xu Qiu didn't agree, not wanting his younger brother to take risks.

He stepped out and came to Ming Thirteen, the aura on his body was agitated, and the Rakshasa ghost phantom behind him slowly emerged, and a long sword was already in his hand.

"Please."

"Come on."

Ming Thirteen said calmly.

Xu Qiu didn't dare to be careless, and immediately shot with all his strength, the sword qi flew, and the Rakshasa ghost roared behind him, and the power gathered in the sword qi.

"Red Gold Hand!"

Ming Shisan's desert drank, and directly blasted out with a palm, and the true qi converged into a golden giant palm, colliding with Xu Qiu's sword qi.

With a bang, the sword qi shattered, causing Xu Qiu to take two steps back, and the huge force made the sword in his hand tremble slightly.

"The true legend of the Holy Land is indeed extraordinary."

Xu Qiu secretly thought to himself, the long sword came out again, and the sword moves were continuous, pouring out the cold and evil qi, the Shura Sect level martial arts, and the Xuanyin sword technique.

The sword qi was continuous, entangled around Ming Thirteen's side.

Ming 13 also took out his weapon.

Sword against sword.

The two sides have played dozens of rounds, and they are comparable.

"Shura Demon Sword!"

Xu Qiu suddenly performed the strongest sword technique of the Shura Sect, and with a sword, a demonic phantom condensed in the air, and bit towards Ming Thirteen.

During the impact, Ming 13 took two steps back.

Xu Qiu wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue.

But suddenly, Ming 13 raised his head and looked at Xu Qiu, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and an invisible spiritual power fluctuation spread out.

Airplanes!

Xu Qiu only felt a shock in his head, as if it was about to explode.

This is a spiritual secret method!

When he was shocked, Ming Thirteen's attack had already roared out, and every move was ruthless, leaving blood marks on his body.

After a while, Xu Qiu flew upside down like a broken kite, dripping with blood.

More muscles and bones were injured, and the meridians were broken.

The injuries were so serious that they were in danger of life.

"Brother!

”

Xu Fengtong suddenly shrank and rushed up to defend Xu Qiu in a hurry, but Ming Shisan couldn't care so much, his eyes were fixed, and he continued to shoot.

Xu Feng's strength was not as good as Xu Qiu's, and in the face of Ming Thirteen's attack, he was suppressed in an instant, and he was hit in the chest with a palm, vomiting blood and flying upside down.

The strength that he burst out in an instant was far beyond what he had shown when he was fighting with Xu Qiu before, and he had been hiding it all the time.

Just when Ming Thirteen was about to be ruthless to the Xu Qiu brothers, the Shura Sect Master couldn't sit still, let out a low shout, and blasted out with a palm, forcing Ming Thirteen to retreat.

"Thirteen sons, it's too much!"

The Shura Sect Master glanced at Xu Qiu's injury, his eyes were cold.

But Ming 13 said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect that the true young master of the Shura Sect was so fragile, it was my fault. ”

Is he apologizing?

The crowd was very harsh.

What does it mean to be so vulnerable? The other party is sarcastic about them.

"This guy is so arrogant!"

"The strength of the True Transmission of the Holy Land is indeed not to be underestimated, it is no less than the Divine Journey Realm, the foundation of the Holy Land is not trivial."

"Abominable ......"

Xu Feng's face turned blue with anger, and he was about to continue to shoot after enduring his injury, but was stopped by Xu Qiu, "Xiao Feng, stop, you are not an opponent!" ”

"Brother......

Xu Feng looked at the seriously injured Xu Qiu, angry and anxious.

There is no time to calculate, Shangguan Xi and the others are also indignant and want to make a move.

The corners of Ming Thirteen's mouth curled slightly, "It's okay for you to go together." ”

"Together? That's too much to look up to. ”

A desert voice came from afar.

Immediately after, a figure broke through the air, and at the same time, a familiar evil aura descended from the sky, enveloping the entire Rakshasa Courtyard.

Those familiar with this evil spirit had a look of surprise on their faces.

And Ming Thirteen's face was even more gloomy in an instant, he looked at the person who came, and said indifferently: "Your life is really big!" ”