The barren sea is rampant with monsters, and if you don't have enough strength, it's impossible to survive.

And those who have enough strength, whether they are doing business on various islands or hunting all kinds of demon beasts, can live and nourish.

Being a pirate has no future.

"The strength of qi and blood is not bad, at least two of them are in the late stage of foundation building."

Luo Jiachen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a low voice: "There is no Jindan Realm, this is deliberate?" ”

Obviously, the other party has already figured out Zhang Li's strength.

The Chaotic Star Sea and the Jiaolong clan now have Yue Teng Zhenren in charge, and their strength is strong, which can be called a new big force on Luo Wuzhou.

But Yue Teng couldn't leave the Chaotic Star Sea, and the masters under his command were extremely limited.

Whether it is Jin Yunzi, who was born in the Golden Body Sect, or Luo Jiachen, who was born in the Wasteland Alliance, they are not Yue Teng's descendants.

The only one who can be regarded as a descendant is Zhang Li.

This is also the reason why Yue Teng had to let Zhang Li go to Luo Wuzhou True Yue Sect.

Only if Zhang Li is recognized by the True Yue Sect can bring more support from the True Yue Sect and more masters come to the Chaotic Star Sea, can the strength of the Chaotic Star Sea be greatly increased.

At this time, the people who came to block the way to intercept the fleet were obviously going to challenge Zhang Li.

Without Jin Dan Realm, Luo Jiachen would not and could not make a move.

It is clear that they want to test Zhang Li's means and skills.

"Since it's to greet me, then I'm naturally going to continue." Zhang Li's face was indifferent, his body moved, and he had already risen into the sky.

Ahead, dozens of figures galloped in.

"The caravan wants to go to Luo Wuzhou, and first hand over 100,000 spirit stones." The figure in front shouted, and a long knife with a blue-gray halo shining in his hand was in his hand, and the blade was full of cold aura.

Did this knife really kill people, or did it kill extremely hard.

Just the condensation of the killing intent on this knife can suppress the same level and dare not face it.

A cultivator who has built the sixth layer of the foundation, and has this sword in his hand, his combat power is indeed extraordinary in the foundation building realm.

"Want spirit stones?" Zhang Li's face remained unchanged and he spoke lightly.

In his hand, a spear appeared.

Above the spear, the clear streamer flashed away.

The faces of the people on the other side changed.

"Spirit Weapon!"

", Lao Tzu has been deceived, what kind of fat sheep ......"

"How can there be a spiritual weapon?"

The first few Foundation Building Realm cultivators all showed panic on their faces and let out a low voice.

"Kill, or you will die!" The knife-wielding man who spoke before drank lowly, gritted his teeth, and stepped out with a cold wind on his body.

The long knife was raised and slashed towards Zhang Li's head.

The others glanced at each other, their weapons clenched.

"This son is young, and his strength is definitely not strong."

"Yes, having a spiritual weapon may not be able to make an envoy."

Watching the long knife slash towards Zhang Li, several people whispered.

Fighting on the battlefield is not just about having strength, but also about how much strength you can play.

Some people have been practicing alone, and they are not good at fighting, even if their cultivation is not bad, they can't show their strength in battle.

At this time, the combat power of Dahan's sword was obviously beyond his own cultivation realm.

This is a man who rolls and crawls on the killing ground.

Generally, the same level can't block this knife.

Looking at the long knife that came at his head, Zhang Li's expression was calm.

Unconsciously, the Foundation Building Realm really didn't have any threat in front of him.

Just like this knife, it looks fast and powerful.

But the strength of the big man with the knife is vain, the knife is strong outside and the inside, and the strength is seven points and three points.

What kind of lethality can such a knife have?

Of course, this is to see through the knife technique, to see through the reality of this knife, in order to draw such a conclusion.

Ordinary late-stage foundation building cultivators had no way to think at all before this wanton slash of evil energy.

"Hum—"

The long knife reached three feet in front of Zhang Li's chest, and the big man with the knife had a smile on his face.

A gunman was bullied three feet in front of him, and there was basically no chance to resist.

At this time, the power on the long knife has been accumulated to the extreme, as long as it is pulled by the trend, it can make Zhang Li's body cut in two.

This time, it seems that the task is not difficult?

What a large elite, it's all bragging.

The juniors and elites of the big sects who have accumulated resources are all soft eggs.

The blade was in front of him, and Zhang Li's hand holding the spear suddenly let go.

Release the spear.

Gave up?

"Boom-"

The moment he let go of the spear, Zhang Li clenched his fist and punched out.

Fast.

Vicious.

This punch was with a roar, and the gang gathered its fists, and suddenly struck out, the void shook, and a golden gate court appeared directly.

The golden doorway was three feet in front of him.

The body of the sword-wielding man and Zhang Li were across a golden illusory courtyard.

The smile on the big man's face was replaced by horror.

The long knife he slashed out was blocked by the doorway, and he could no longer move forward.

Then, the huge doorway pushed his body back.

It's a pity that his speed of retreat is not as fast as the golden door pressed by the fist shadow.

The door court slammed into the big man's chest, shattering his sternum directly.

The courtyard pushed the body of the big man, and it fell a hundred zhang away before dissipating.

The long knife in the hand of the big man, whose breastbones and muscles were all shattered, fell, and the whole person fell down from the mid-air of a hundred feet.

Below, several figures stepped out, taking the big man and the long knife, and throwing them on the deck.

Zhang Li reached out and held the spear that had just fallen again.

From punching to closing the gun, it was only a split second.

This is the power of martial arts.

Martial arts tactics, when close to the body, are faster than any tactics.

Fists, bodies, where are not weapons?

Although Luo Wuzhou inherited the body refining method, many of the combat skills he practiced had close-quarters means, which were still much worse than the mundane martial arts that specialized in hand-to-hand combat.

Zhang Li felt more and more that if he had practiced the ordinary martial arts well, he would also have a huge advantage in fighting with people in the cultivation world.

"Hum—"

The spear shook, and Zhang Li pointed forward.

"One hundred thousand spirit stones."

The cultivators who stood in the way looked at each other, and their faces were all pale.

"Childe misunderstood, we are the fishermen on this coast, seeing your magnificent fleet, we want to come to beg for food."

"Yes, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, 100,000 spirit stones are all a joke."

Several people hurriedly spoke.

"I mean, take 100,000 spirit stones and let you go." Zhang Li's voice was calm, but in this calm, there was a trace of indifference that made people palpitate.

This kind of indifference to life is unimaginable to outsiders.

It took so many killings that we could have it.

Unconsciously, Zhang Li had grown from a mortal who had just stepped into the world of cultivation to a true cultivator who disregarded life and death.

Take out 100,000 spirit stones?

Buying a life?

These words made all the cultivators present stunned.

They looked at each other with blank expressions.

Is 100,000 spirit stones too much?

Many.

Not everyone has the support of a big sect behind them, not everyone is the elite of the sect, and there is no shortage of spirit stones.

If there is really the support of the big sects, who will take this task?

"100,000 spirit stones, I won't be able to kill them."

"Hmph, if I had 100,000 spirit stones, I would still use them to make this ......"

"Childe, is it interesting for you to embarrass us with such a big caravan?"

There were more than 30 cultivators gathered together, and the highest cultivation was the gray-robed old man who was side by side with the sword-wielding man before, building the foundation of the six-layer realm.

There were about seven or eight people in the other foundation realms.

This kind of strength is already extremely rare.

On Lu Yangzhou, this can form a medium sect.

Several people looked at each other, and the weapons in their hands were raised.

There are so many of them, what are they afraid of?

"Okay, if there is no spirit stone, then leave your life."

When Zhang Li's voice sounded, the spear in his hand had already pierced out.

A shot is stabbed, and the wind and thunder follow!

The three golden thunder beads exploded before the spear blade, and the cold spear light that revealed above the spear also exploded, turning into countless crescent moons, enveloping the blade of thunder light.

This blade shrouded the front of a thousand feet, and those cultivators who were blocking the path had already been torn apart by the blade before they could make a move.

The old man holding the chain spear was about to resist, but before the weapon in his hand could touch the crescent moon whirling blade, he was hit by the escaping lightning light, and his body stiffened.

The blade flashed, tearing the body apart.

"Whew-"

All the blades slowly turned into blood-colored streamers after striking a thousand feet away, and disappeared.

In mid-air, all the cultivators' bodies were mutilated and fell.

No one will live.

Zhang Li held the spear, and the cold light flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, he felt a strange force between heaven and earth pressing towards him.

Is this because of the Heavenly Dao will repulsion caused by the killing power?

There is no Heavenly Dao in the world of cultivation, and this rejection is instinctive.

Zhang Li's eyes flashed, and the surging power of merit in the sea of consciousness soared.

The golden power of merit vibrated and revealed above his head.

The power of the Dinghai Pearl was attracted, and the water surface within a radius of hundreds of miles gently rippled.

"Hum—"

The power that was originally suppressed disappeared in an instant, turning into water vapor that soothed the soul and cleansed the heart, penetrating into Zhang Li's body.

Attract the power of heaven and earth with merit, and turn the rejection of heaven and earth into affinity!

This kind of means is really something that only people with merit dare to do.

However, if there is less merit and not enough to attract the power of heaven and earth, then in the end it will be eaten by the power of heaven and earth.

The lightest is also a shattered soul.

Breaths of evil were squeezed out of the surrounding space.

These cultivators who were killed by Zhang Li with one blow were all people who had a lot of lives on their hands and killed a lot.

Not really pirates, killed people, slaughtered creatures but not ambiguous.

Die well deserved.

The evil qi was dispersed by the power of heaven and earth, and then turned into a golden merit to feed back to Zhang Li.

Kill people, and you can still make money.

With a chuckle, he felt the vibration of the power of heaven and earth around him, and his figure flew down the bow of the ship.

"Young master, I asked clearly, this person's name is Song Qian, and he is a person from Luo Wuzhou's scattered cultivation." On the bow of the ship, Xue Lin, the deacon of the Zhenyue Sect on the eighth floor of the Foundation Realm, spoke up.

"I have also heard of this guy Song Qian, who once slaughtered half of the village in order to cultivate his own exercises, and was wanted by several sects, and offered a reward of 30,000 spirit stones."

A bounty of 30,000 spirit stones?

That is to say, this guy's life is worth 30,000 spirit stones?

Zhang Li looked down and saw that Song Qian had broken his muscles and bones and passed out on the bow of the boat.

Life is worth 30,000, and the knife in his hand is also worth more than 10,000 spirit stones.

At the bow of the ship, a fleet of guards returned from the water and put storage bags, weapons, and scattered spirit stones and spiritual materials on the bow of the ship.

This is what happened to those people that Zhang Li killed with one blow just now.

"This counts, isn't there also a hundred thousand spirit stones?"

Zhang Li looked at the scattered objects, shook his head and said, "You guys divide it." ”

The value of 100,000 spirit stones is directly divided.

Everyone on the bow of the boat was surprised, and bowed to Zhang Li: "Thank you, young master." ”

People die for money, birds die for food, and those who block the way do not get the spirit stone, and they also throw their lives here.

The fleet continued to move forward, and the water vapor within a radius of hundreds of miles quietly dissipated.

If it weren't for the blood scattered on the surface of the water and the fish churning in the water, no one would have known that there had been a killing here.

On the island hundreds of miles away, more than a dozen figures stood side by side.

On the cyan light curtain in front of them, the fleet swerved away.

"See it clearly, this son's combat power is extraordinary, the key is to be ruthless." The one who spoke was an old man in a green robe, wearing a jade crown, with a simple and ruddy face, and a bit of immortality.

He is sturdy, and he is obviously inherited from Luo Wuzhou.

"If it weren't for the decisive killing, how could I occupy both the Aoki Island and the Fire Spirit Island of my Iron Body Sect?"

"It's hateful, this son actually hooked up with Yue Teng Zhenren, and now I can't even find trouble directly in the Iron Body Sect."

Two tall and strong men in half-armor snorted and gritted their teeth.

Iron Body Sect.

Occupy Fire Spirit Island and Aoki Island, enslave the Fire Source Barbarian Bull and the Green Fox Clan, and the sect is about to be extinct.

The first thing Zhang Li did when he came to the Barren Sea was to cut off their forces on Fire Spirit Island.

"If you can't face it, you have to find a way." The long-bearded old man snorted coldly, "The vengeance of the death of my Wu'en disciple will not be avenged, I will come by myself." ”

The old man looked up at the front, his eyes narrowed: "This son is just right to be ruthless, I have already led several elites of the Moon Sect here." ”

"As long as there is a conflict between these two parties, there will not be much intersection between the Moon Sect and the True Yue Sect, and it will definitely not make this son feel better."

"We'll take a ...... time to do it again"

He didn't continue to speak, raised his hand to put away the light curtain in front of him, and then moved his body and walked away on the waves.

The others looked at each other and hurried to follow.

……

The fleet of Jingyuan Commercial Bank docked at Lingyun Harbor.

Lingyun Harbor is the largest port near the Barren Sea.

The Moon Sect that controls this port is the first sect in Linhai, with more than ten Jindan Realm and tens of thousands of disciples in the gate.

Most of the sects with industries have a lot of resources and a deep heritage.

The Moon-to-Moon Sect relied on the control of the coastal port to obtain sufficient benefits in the transaction between the parties.

"Jingyuan Firm?" Many people in the port looked at this large fleet.

The fleet docked, and large boxes were escorted to the port.

Wooden boxes the size of one side, piled up into a mountain.

"Haven't you heard of the name of Jingyuan Trading House, it is said to be an industry on the Chaotic Star Sea."

"I know, I know, the person in charge of the business is Zhang Li, the disciple of Yue Tengzhen, the master of the Chaotic Star Sea, who is really lucky."

"It is said that all the businesses on the barren sea are occupied by this trading house, and they will make a lot of money in the future."

Many people around watched and whispered.

Many people have envy in their eyes.

Who wouldn't want to monopolize that kind of business?

"Jingyuan Commercial Bank, there are a lot of goods this time, collect 200,000 spirit stones." A middle-aged man in a black robe walked with an account book in his hand.

On the placket of the middle-aged man, there is the identity mark of the disciple of the Moon Sect.

Zhang Li didn't speak, and turned his head to look at Xu Zhaonian on the side.

Xu Zhaonian nodded, coughed lightly, and stepped forward.

"It's Qi Steward, I'm Xu Zhaonian of Jingyuan Commercial Bank, and I've heard of Brother Qi's name."

The middle-aged man was slightly stunned, and his face showed a blank expression.

"I'm Qi Danai, am I famous?"

(End of chapter)