Ji Changqing was startled and hurriedly waved his palm to resist, but when his left palm touched Youlan Mu's right fist, his spiritual power instantly collapsed, and a domineering spiritual power fluctuation directly tore through his defense and rushed into his body, making him snort extremely uncomfortably.

Ji Changqing's cheeks suddenly showed a look of shock, he was too familiar with this spiritual power fluctuation, he was so familiar with it that he had been relying on it for the past ten years, or there was no one in the Tianxuan Sect who didn't know what this spiritual power fluctuation was, this was the battle spell, and the battle spell with ten rounds of spiritual power fluctuations superimposed!

Ji Changqing immediately drove the spiritual power in his body to strangle the spiritual power fluctuations that seeped into his body, and at the same time, his body retreated, and he distanced himself from the other party. It's not that he's too cautious, it's that the reputation of the Battle Trick is too high, so high that it makes him jealous. He had also practiced the Battle Technique before, and he knew that this technique was different.

At that time, he could only superimpose nine rounds of spiritual power fluctuations at most, because the power of the battle spell was too domineering, and the more he went forward, the more difficult it was to withstand the impact on his body, so after Ji Changqing was promoted to the sixth layer of qi refining, he transferred to other mental methods.

However, Ji Changqing knew that there were some perverted outer disciples in the outer hall who did not transfer to other mental methods after being promoted to the sixth level of qi refining, but continued to cultivate the battle fighting technique. These people are all highly qualified, have the potential to impact the inner disciples, and are far superior to him in terms of strength.

Ji Changqing's heart jumped violently, and when his mind flashed in his mind, countless outer disciples who were still cultivating the Battle Technique after condensing the sea of Qi were flashed, but none of the information of anyone could match the person in front of him, cultivating to the seventh layer of Qi refining, being able to operate the fifth layer of the Battle Technique to the extreme, and wearing the clothes of a registered disciple, who is this person?

Youlan Mu was also full of surprise at the blow just now, at the moment when his fists and palms intersected, he obviously felt that the opponent's spiritual power seemed to be a little soft, and the ten rounds of spiritual power fluctuations pushed over, and before he could fight for long, the opponent's spiritual power was like a retreating soldier.

If it weren't for his scruples about the spirit sword in Ji Changqing's hand, Youlan Mu would have taken advantage of the victory to pursue and beat the water dog.

"Who the hell are you? The people in the outer hall who are still cultivating the battle technique are those people, are you Qian Shilang? Or Hogtin? ”

Ji Changqing asked with a slight squint, he stared at the change in the other party's eyes, and what disappointed him was that the other party did not move when he heard these names. Either the other party is too deep in the city, or the other party doesn't know these people at all, no matter which one it is, it is bad news in Ji Changqing's opinion, and the more unknown the opponent, the more he is jealous.

The two glanced at each other, fell into a brief stalemate, and the atmosphere gradually became solemn.

"I don't care who you are, you're going to die today!" Ji Changqing was a ruthless and decisive person, he took the lead, sacrificed the spirit sword, and rushed towards Youlan Mu, and the wind talisman on his leg was also white light, obviously releasing all his spiritual power.

His secret was seen, Ji Changqing would never let the other party leave alive, you must know that Liu Ling also has a big family behind him, once the matter in front of the cave is exposed, he will definitely die without a place to be buried.

Another point, after chasing down all the way, Ji Changqing found that the other party did not use any magic weapons and talismans, it seems that this master who can stack ten rounds of spiritual power fluctuations is a poor bastard, which makes him more confident and has more confidence to kill the other party here.

In Ji Changqing's opinion, what if ten rounds of spiritual power fluctuations are superimposed, without a magic weapon to rely on, the other party is a reckless man with no spiritual power, and he can't exert any strength.

And he has a sharp sword in his hand, a wind charm on his leg, and three precious fire charms in the storage bag on his waist. The two of them are both in the seventh-layer realm of qi refining, but these three things exist, as long as he is willing to give up his blood, leaving the other party is a sure thing.

At the same time as Ji Changqing made a move, Youlan Mu also moved, and after he found that the other party's strength was not as strong as he imagined, he began to take the initiative to fight back. He didn't have a weapon in his hand, and the thick iron machete was shattered in the first encounter, so he simply used his fist as a weapon and his palm as a knife to fight hand-to-hand combat with this "Senior Brother Ji" who had been chasing him behind his ass for a long time.

Ji Changqing naturally will not follow Youlan Mu's will, he does not fight with Youlan Mu with high spiritual power, but sacrifices the spirit sword, volleys and stabs, and uses the induction technique to control the enemy several meters away, sometimes falling to the sky, sometimes cutting and flying, in the process of fighting with Youlan Mu head-on, he sneaks with a flying sword and steadily gains the upper hand.

Some small scars gradually appeared on Youlan Mu's body, although these scars would not cause fatal damage to Youlan Mu, but they still brought a lot of damage to Youlan Mu when they accumulated.

Ji Changqing has a lot of combat experience, and he uses the method of fighting, supplemented by a spirit sword sneak attack, which makes Youlan Mu's strong battle trick nowhere to exert force, and it feels like hitting the air. Every time he fights, seeing that he is about to attack closely, Ji Changqing is like a slippery loach, he touches and leaves, without giving him the slightest chance to entangle.

As the battle between the two sides went by, Youlan Mu gradually showed fatigue. He punched away the side leg kicked by Ji Changqing, and was about to fight in close quarters, when suddenly there was a strong wind behind him, he had to give up the attack, and quickly pounced to the left, a green spirit sword flew close to his neck, and the wind brought by the spirit sword blew Youlan Mu's skin hurt.

Youlan Mu's expression changed, and ten rounds of spiritual power fluctuations quickly superimposed, and he hurriedly got up and punched Ji Changqing who pounced, and at the same time, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the flying sword turning in the distance, sticking to the ground and flying back.

Youlan Mu knew that he couldn't go on like this any longer, although the ten rounds of spiritual power fluctuations were superimposed on each other, although they were powerful, they were extremely spiritually draining, and he had to think of a way to knock down the annoying spirit sword that flew in mid-air. Suddenly, the spiritual light in his mind moved, and he shouted, and ten rounds of spiritual power fluctuations were superimposed again.

Ji Changqing drove the flying sword to fly from the left, while he attacked Youlan Mu's waist ribs on the other side.

In the face of the pincer attack, Youlan Mu did not retreat again, but turned his fist into a palm and fought hard with Ji Changqing.

There was a loud "bang", Youlan Mu snorted, her fist was numb, and her entire right arm was shaken. Although his body was very uncomfortable by the anti-shock force, he still seized the opportunity, bent his five fingers, and clasped Ji Changqing's right fist, so that Ji Changqing had no chance to retreat.

At this time, the flying sword stabbed obliquely, and seeing that it was about to penetrate Youlan Mu's head, Youlan Mu raised his left palm without hesitation to use his flesh and blood as a shield to block the flying sword.

The sharp sword pierced through the palm of the palm, sinking into one-third of the sword body, and Youlan Mu took the opportunity to grab the spirit sword, and ten rounds of spiritual power fluctuations were superimposed on each other, sweeping the surging spiritual power into the sword body.

The spirit sword was like a great enemy, the green glow on the surface was fluorescent, emitting a slight tremble, and a large amount of spiritual energy poured out from the spirit sword, catching up with Youlan Mu's ten rounds of spiritual power fluctuations. The two forces poured and strangled each other, fighting to the death on the body of the sword.

"Dare to resist." Seeing that the spirit sword refused to give in, and resisted stubbornly, Youlan Mu took a deep breath, the sea of qi rotated rapidly, and the ten rounds of spiritual power fluctuations triggered by the battle spell were superimposed layer by layer, starting from the sea of qi and running all the way, with an unrivaled momentum, he broke through the defense of the spirit sword in one breath, pushed all the way from the tip of the sword, reached the tail of the sword, and forcibly dispersed the last spiritual power in the sword.

There was a soft "hum", and the light of the spirit sword was dim, and it was like a malaise that let Youlan Mu grasp it in his hand, no longer resisting, and Ji Changqing spit out a mouthful of blood because of this. This sword was cultivated by Ji Changqing with painstaking efforts, and once the divine consciousness above it was destroyed, his body would also be injured along with it.

"You...... It erased the divine consciousness inside the sword! Ji Changqing was shocked to find that the connection between him and the spirit sword was broken, and a chill unconsciously crawled down his back and up to the back of his head, and then he saw the cold cheeks of Youlan Mu.

"This sword is good." Youlan Mu poured spiritual power into the spirit sword again, and the spirit sword was as green as if it had been reborn, compared to the previous green mang, this sword faintly exuded a chilling killing aura under the drive of the battle technique.

Youlan Mu clasped the other party's right hand, and in Ji Changqing's frightened eyes, he used the spirit sword that pierced into his left hand to directly slash at Ji Changqing's slender neck.

Burst!

A bloody round head soared up, Ji Changqing's frightened expression before death was forever fixed on his face, and his eyes that refused to close looked directly at the vast starry sky, and a meteor slipped from the sky in an instant, heralding the end of a life.

Seeing that the other party was killed, Shepherd Youlan breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the ground tiredly, did not eat or drink for three consecutive days, and experienced a vicious battle as soon as he came out of the customs.

Suddenly, Youlan Mu's left hand hurt, and he realized that there was still a spirit sword inserted in his left hand, he gritted his teeth and pulled out the spirit sword, the sword body was full of green, like wood but not wood, I don't know what it was refined.

Looking at the bloodstained spirit sword, Youlan Mu sighed softly in his heart, this was the first time he had killed someone.

Thinking back on this incident, Liu Ling listened to Ji Changqing's lies for the reward of Baihua Valley and put herself in. And Ji Changqing swallowed Liu Ling's fragrant fruit in order to kill people, and finally lost his life in his hands.

Everyone is paying the price for their own purposes, people are dying for money, and birds are dying for food.

Youlan Mu got up and walked to the headless corpse, searched back and forth on Ji Changqing's body, and finally found a small leather bag from the corpse's waist. He recognized this thing, this is a space storage bag, which has the function of Sumeru mustard seeds.

Youlan Mu opened the space storage bag and probed his divine sense into it, and the space inside the storage bag was black, and there were many things suspended in it.

He swept over one by one and found that Ji Changqing's collection was quite rich. There are several small jade bottles of different colors, several bundles of miscellaneous low-grade elixirs, a women's short sword, a hosta, a yellow talisman that does not know the effect, and two red talismans with the word "fire" painted in the center.

This belly pocket is sewn from red cloth throughout, and a complex array is printed on it, although Youlan Mu doesn't know what kind of array it is, he guesses that this belly pocket must be a rare defensive magic weapon.

The only thing that makes Youlan Mu a little puzzled is that how can Ji Changqing, a big man, have a woman's belly pocket magic weapon, could it be ...... Youlan Mu's eyes couldn't help but look at the collar of the corpse. He peeled off the corpse's coat and found that there was no second belly pocket inside.

"So you're not a pervert." Youlan Mu gave Ji Changqing an assessment very sincerely.

If Ji Changqing heard this, he would definitely vomit three liters of blood.