Down a hill.

Ling Jiuqiu pulled out his long sword from the fierce beast, cut off the valuable materials, and put them into a large package that was already full.

"Looks like we'll have to go back to the city to deal with it."

Ling Jiuqiu smiled with satisfaction.

It was the fourth prey he killed today.

Before setting off, even he himself did not expect that the hunting trip would go so smoothly, and in less than two days, he had harvested so much trophie.

Glancing at the bloody corpse of the fierce beast, Ling Jiuqiu turned around and left.

As early as the morning, after devouring the Fire Cloud White Tiger and another fierce beast, plus the fierce beast meat that had not been digested yesterday, the Spirit Devouring Python was already completely full.

Therefore, the follow-up fierce beast body can only be reluctantly given up.

It was already afternoon.

In order to get down the mountain before sunset, Ling Jiuqiu quickened his pace a little, carrying a bulging bag over the mountains.

All the fierce beasts encountered along the way were carefully avoided, or activated the martial spirits to fight each other away, and then fled and left.

When the setting sun turns the sky red.

Ling Jiuqiu went down the mountain smoothly, and his mood was relaxed from the tension for a long time, and he walked briskly along the road.

Like Ling Jiuqiu, there was more than one person who wanted to return to the city before sunset, and in front of him, there were more than a dozen people scattered with packages on their backs and walking in the direction of Yongquan City.

Some are in groups of three or five, and some are alone.

Separated from each other by a long distance, they are obviously guarding against others.

Ling Jiuqiu descended the mountain late, separated from others in front of him by a short distance.

He casually glanced at the pedestrians in front of him, but he didn't pay much attention to it, and kept walking forward at an unhurried pace.

It didn't take long.

When Ling Jiuqiu walked near a bush, a sudden change occurred.

A dark shadow flew out of the trees.

The blade of the Mori White Sword that pierced straight was shrouded in a layer of crimson flames, swaying endlessly in the evening breeze.

Ling Jiuqiu reacted very quickly, and directly opened the buckle of the package with both hands, throwing aside the bulging package behind his back.

Then the blood-red true qi gushed out all over his body, quickly outlining the phantom of the Soul Refining Ding.

When all this is done.

The masked assailant had already arrived in front of him.

Ling Jiuqiu's face was solemn, his body was offset, and while dodging the flame blade, he wanted to get close to the other party and engage in hand-to-hand combat with him.

But the flaming sword in the attacker's hand quickly turned into a stab and slashed towards his chest.

Because he didn't know the strength of the other party, Ling Jiuqiu didn't dare to carry it hard for a while, so he had to dodge in a hurry, clenched his left hand into a fist, and tentatively pounded at the spine of the opponent's sword.

"Hammer!"

A screech sounded like metal colliding.

Ling Jiuqiu only felt that his hands were hot, but with the isolation of the Soul Refining Ding, his fingers showed no signs of being burned by the flames on the blade, and the strength carried by this sword also made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Regarding the strength of both the enemy and us, Jiuqiu suddenly had a rough judgment in his heart.

"His martial soul level is definitely not as high as mine, but the flame is slightly better than me, which means that his cultivation is stronger than mine, but it is also limited in strength."

That's when it happened.

The assailant's sword retreated.

After a moment's pause, he slashed out again.

"Boom!"

Three crimson sword shadows met Ling Jiuqiu's eyes almost at the same time.

"Martial arts!"

made Jiuqiu's expression move.

As the name suggests, martial arts are martial arts skills that can be used in a specific way to activate special combat techniques, or increase combat power.

After he awakened the martial spirit, because he was grounded by his father's order, in order to leave the Ling Mansion in a hurry, he didn't have time to choose the right martial arts.

I didn't expect to have the opportunity to learn so soon.

In the face of three thunderous slashes, he couldn't resist them all, and he didn't have time to dodge.

"So...... Just resist it! ”

Causing Jiuqiu to pour more true qi into the Soul Refining Ding in his mind, the phantom of the Soul Refining Ding on the surface of his body also became a little condensed.

Meanwhile.

He bent his arms in front of his face and neck, and rushed towards the sword shadow.

"Whew!"

Three crimson sword shadows landed on Ling Jiuqiu's arms, chest, and abdomen almost at the same time, cutting out three sword marks that were neither deep nor shallow.

Flesh rolls.

The scorching flames attached to the blade burned the wound into an ugly scar.

"What?!"

Under the black face towel, Feiyu's face changed greatly.

He never expected that in the state of his explosive fire element martial soul, he would use his martial arts Sun and Moon three consecutive slashes, slashing the opponent head-on, but only causing such a painless flesh wound.

"What a powerful defense? What level is his martial soul? ”

When Ling Feiyu's heart was shocked, Ling Jiuqiu had already rushed in front of him with an attack.

Through the gap between his arms, he vaguely saw the corners of Jiuqiu's mouth that made Jiuqiu grin.

That crazy smile looked hideous and terrifying in his eyes, and it was extremely gloomy.

"What a murderous aura!"

Ling Feiyu was stunned for a moment.

And at this moment, Ling Jiuqiu's arms were quickly lowered, his left hand grabbed his sword-holding wrist, and his right hand clenched into a fist and blasted towards him.

Wait for him to react.

Ling Jiuqiu's left hand had already touched his wrist, and his right fist was less than ten centimeters away from the bridge of his nose.

The ends of the hair on the forehead were blown by the fist wind.

His eyes instinctively narrowed slightly under the fierce wind.

Ling Feiyu only felt a chill in his heart.

At this critical juncture, a crimson flame rose all over his body, as if he wanted to force the other party back with the scorching heat.

And that's not all.

He kicked his left foot, centered on his right foot, and while the whole person was deflected to the right, his head suddenly fell back, trying to dodge the fist that was close at hand.

Not to be outdone, the left hand was raised to block.

The long sword in his right hand was handed forward, stabbing Ling Jiuqiu's side waist like an antelope's horns.

This hasty dodge, defense and attack can be described as just right.

The only problem is – it's late!

Ling Jiuqiu pressed his left hand, tightly grasped the blade shrouded in red flames, and pulled it hard, causing Ling Feiyu, who was dodging, to lose his balance all of a sudden.

When there was no room for it, Ling Jiuqiu's right hand turned into a fist, and his index finger and middle finger were together, stabbing into Ling Feiyu's left eye like a sharp sword.

Warm blood and inexplicable liquid mixed together and sprayed out.

"Ah!!h

Accompanied by a terrible scream, Feiyu trembled violently, and could no longer care about defense and counterattack, and the flames enveloping his body were instantly extinguished.

Jiuqiu's expression was indifferent.

Pull out the mucus-stained fingers from the other person's eye sockets, put the four fingers together, make a palm knife shape, and stab the other person's neck mercilessly.

"Click!"

After a few crunching sounds, almost the entire neck of the rain was severed, leaving only a little muddy flesh to connect the body to keep his head from falling.

Before he had time to check the face under the face towel, Jiuqiu hurriedly controlled the power of the Soul Refining Ding, poured into the other party's mind, and plundered one of the red flames and imprinted it on the Soul Refining Ding.

As a result, since the Spirit Python Swallowing, he has the second martial soul - the yellow-level mid-grade fire element.

That's all done.

Only then did Ling Jiuqiu unveil the attacker's veil.

"It's ...... Ling Feiyu? ”

"It seems that Erniang not only dislikes me, but has a lot of hatred."

Ling Jiuqiu's expression was cold, and then he sneered.

The moment he recognized the other party, he immediately understood that the attack must have been arranged by the second lady.

Except for the second lady, the others either do not have such power, or they have no grievances with him, and the instigators behind the scenes do not think secondly.

Ling Jiuqiu glanced at the other pedestrians on the road, who had quickened their pace to leave at the beginning of the battle, and no one paid attention to what was happening here at all.

After thinking for a moment.

After cleaning up the scene a bit, he took Ling Feiyu's body away from the road and dug a pit near a tree to bury it.

The battle just now came and ended suddenly, and the sun had not yet completely set.

Ling Jiuqiu put his package back on his back and quickened his pace and ran in the direction of Eternal Spring City.

Before the gates were closed, he finally entered the city without any problems.

Ling Jiuqiu packed and sold all the loot in a shop and obtained two hundred and eighty taels of silver.

According to the comparison of the information in his memory, Ling Jiuqiu was roughly able to estimate that the purchasing power of one tael of silver in this world was roughly equivalent to a thousand yuan in his previous life.

Other words.

After two days of hunting, Jiuqiu earned more than 200,000 yuan.

"Sure enough, high risk has high reward."

Ling Jiuqiu smiled.

However, when he looked at the many scars on his body, and thought of the long sword that had been curled, his smile suddenly retracted.

"I don't know how much it costs to heal, plus the cost of replacing weapons, and the risk of dying at any time, the cost performance is not necessarily high."