Ye Nan had never used the power of soul devouring to search for soul memories before, because he didn't want to be affected by other people's memories, so he only selected some useful information to keep at the moment.

"Lan Fei! There's also a Spirit Pattern Master!"

Ye Nan frowned slightly, Deacon Lan did not have the image of that person in his memory, and at this moment, he only knew where Lan Fei's residence was.

After putting away Deacon Lan's spiritual weapon long sword, Ye Nan used his soul to probe around the room again, but did not find any spiritual weapons, and immediately walked out of the attic.

Crackle!

When Ye Nan's figure just walked out of the attic, the fire was raging, engulfing the entire attic in an instant.

The monstrous flames here obviously alarmed the rest of the inner disciples, and at this moment, the sound of whistling continued, and the sound of breaking the wind came quickly.

And Ye Nan's gaze was indifferent, like a ghost in the night, he flashed into the vast night.

In a courtyard on the low mountain of the inner gate, the sturdy young man had just returned to his residence at this moment, and although he also heard the shouting, he did not go to check it.

Woohoo!

The long sword in his hand danced, and the sound of breaking the wind sounded, and the entire night sky seemed to be directly split by it, which was very sharp.

"When I have time to buy a demon and integrate it into my longsword to act as a tool spirit, then the power of my longsword will definitely be even better!"

This fierce young man's name is Xia Ming, he is a veteran disciple of the inner gate, although he does not have the support of family forces behind him, but he still cultivates to the peak of the second turn of the stars, and he ranks among the top fifty in the inner gate.

"With this long sword, I'm enough to re-attack the top fifty!"

Xia Ming was full of confidence, but just as he was about to put away his long sword, he suddenly raised his eyebrows, and a touch of sharpness flashed from his eyes.

"Who'!!"

Xia Ming's figure turned, and the long sword was sideways in front of him, staring at the shadows in front of him, and the killing intent flickered.

"Your sword was exchanged for my life!Who do you say I am?" a cold and piercing voice sounded, and a figure slowly walked out of the shadow.

"Huh?" At first, when he heard those words, Xia Ming was a little stunned, and when he saw this person's face clearly, he was shocked:

"It's impossible to !!"

"Impossible? Is it impossible for me to live, or can't you die?"

Ye Nan looked at Xia Ming quietly, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, he was now sure that the young man surnamed Hou who went to his courtyard to find trouble must be what this person was looking for.

"You're not dead, and you took the array weapon away?"

Xia Ming calmed the horror in his heart at the moment, and his eyes flickered slightly.

The second-level spirit pattern array weapon is much more precious than the medium-grade spirit weapon, if that array weapon is really on Ye Nan's body, then this guy is carrying a heavy treasure!

Xia Ming's thoughts were racing, he knew that Ye Nan had a spatial spirit weapon, but now he was thinking about how to kill it before he hid in the space spirit weapon.

"There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and hell has no way to break in!

Xia Ming smiled gloomily, and then with a shake of his palm, three ink-black iron beads were thrown out in an instant, and his long sword swung up, and his figure followed.

Bang bang bang!

Three iron beads exploded in front of Ye Nan, and dust floated up in the sky, obscuring all the vision.

And at this moment, the long sword in Xia Ming's hand stabbed out, as fast as lightning, making it impossible for people to dodge at all.

Shout!

Xia Ming had already kept Ye Nan's location in mind, but at this moment, he was completely sure that he would hit with one blow.

As he expected, his sword stabbed at its target in an instant after reaching out, but strangely it could no longer move forward.

"Huh?"

Xia Ming frowned, and the long sword was retracted, but it still didn't move, as if it was embedded in the steel rock.

"What's going on!" Xia Ming was on alert, his eyes fixed on the front.

The dust gradually fell, and the scene revealed in front of him made Xia Ming's eyes almost fall off.

I saw that his long sword had indeed reached Ye Nan's body, but before that, a palm held his long sword tightly.

"The palm of his hand can actually grasp the spiritual weapon!" Xia Ming couldn't believe it, at this moment he almost suspected that his long sword was a fake, otherwise why would it be difficult to pierce his palm.

"Done stabbing?"

Ye Nan's eyes were full of sarcasm, and he immediately let go of the spirit weapon long sword, clapped his palms, and said playfully: "Then it's my turn!"

After saying that, I saw Ye Nan's footsteps fall suddenly, and a walnut-sized ball of fire was thrown out in an instant.

Looking at the ball of fire, Xia Ming felt a deadly danger approaching, and before he had time to think, he flew and wanted to dodge.

And at this moment, Ye Nan's footsteps stepped on the ground, and Xia Ming only felt his heart twitch fiercely, like being struck by lightning, and fell to the ground in an instant.

"No !!"

The fire is coming, Xia Ming can't avoid it, and the dead souls are all rising at this moment.

"Boom!"

Ye Nan's gaze was cold, and as his light drink sounded, the fire burst open, and the majestic fire energy instantly blew up Xia Ming's bones.

Looking at the burning corpses all over the courtyard, Ye Nan was extremely calm, but his face slowly changed, his body became shorter, and in the blink of an eye, he changed the same as that Xia Ming.

Ye Nan sensed that all the martial artists living around him had gone to Deacon Lan's residence, but at this moment, no one noticed the movement here, so he immediately put away the long sword spirit weapon, turned around and walked into the room.

After just entering the room, Ye Nan instantly entered the internal space.

"The space in the body is extremely unstable now, but we have to find a way to repair it!" Ye Nan looked up at the dense cracks on the space, and frowned.

Those three array iron pieces have the power of space and can repair the space in the body, but Ye Nan still has a lot of use for keeping them, but they are not suitable for refining.

"Two spiritual swords, I don't know how much physical strength I can increase!"

Ye Nan sat cross-legged on the ground and took out the two long swords. These two long swords are both low-grade spiritual weapons, which are not much different from Ye Nan's Qiushui sword, and they are not of much use to him.

Click!

Chewing the two long swords piece by piece, Ye Nan's eyes closed slightly, and he controlled the orange flame in his body to slowly refine it.

The orange flame in Ye Nan's body had now increased several times, and its refining speed had also become extremely fast.

Ye Nan clearly felt a trace of energy integrated into his body at this moment, making his body stronger.

Time passed slowly, and the night faded.

At dawn the next day, two pieces of news blew up the entire inner door.

One of them was the disappearance of Deacon Blue and the burning of the attic where he lived.

And the other is even more terrifying, the Black Canyon has suffered a catastrophe, and there is no survival of the herbs or demon beasts in it, and at the same time, Ye Nan, who was punished into the medicine garden to guard it, is also missing.

Moreover, the rest of the deacons of the sect had already come to check and confirmed that this place was destroyed by the second-level spirit pattern array.

Why the Black Canyon was destroyed, all the inner disciples knew it, and now the only thing they wondered about was which family did it.

At this moment, in an attic on the east side of the Inner Gate Group, the Feng Wushuang brothers and sisters were extremely ugly, and behind them, Da Zhuang's body was surging with evil energy, and his anger was monstrous.

"What does the sect say about this matter?" Feng Wushuang looked at a middle-aged man in front of him at this moment and asked in a deep voice.

This middle-aged man is the deacon of the Feng family's inner gate, and he felt the anger of the two young masters at this moment, and his expression was also extremely ugly: "Although the sect said that it would be thoroughly investigated, it did not clearly state its attitude, I think it should be Elder Lan who is the obstacle!"

"Elder Lan, hmph! Didn't there be news before that the head of the sect was interested in Ye Nan, didn't he care?" Feng Lingqiao's face was extremely pale, and her beautiful eyes were full of fierceness.

"The head of the sect has been in retreat recently, and now that the people of the sect are all in charge of Elder Lan, it is very likely that this matter will not be resolved!" This deacon had just returned to the main peak to listen to the news, but he was clear about what was going on.

"Big brother, what should I do? Ye Nan once saved my life, this matter can't be counted like this!" Feng Lingqiao looked at Zi Feng Wushuang with a cold face.

The same is true for Da Zhuang, Ye Nan had saved him twice before, he had already engraved this great favor in his heart, and he was full of hatred for the two Lanyun families at this moment.

Feng Wushuang's face was extremely unsightly, and he said immediately: "Grandpa was interested in Ye Nan before, but now we can only beg him to send someone to investigate thoroughly!"

The grandfather of the Feng Wushuang siblings was also one of the five elders of the Sword Casting Sect, and his status was on par with that of Elder Nalan.

"Okay! We'll go now!"

Feng Ling knew that if he didn't check it out at this time, then there would be no possibility of a thorough investigation in the future, so he and Feng Wushuang quickly walked out of the attic.

At the same time, on the way to the Scripture Pavilion, a figure walked slowly.