"Damn, you dare to yin us, I, Ma Xiaofeng, will kill you today!"

After all, the horse-faced Taoist priest is a martial arts master in the acquired realm, although there are many wounds, it seems that he has not hurt the vital point, and at this time, he immediately jumped up, drew his sword and pounced on Wang Yuanze.

"When~"

Although the young master has some martial arts foundation, after all, it can't be compared with the Qinghuang Seven Evils who lick the blood with the head of the knife, so Wang Yuanze's sword felt like it was split on a steel plate, and his arm was completely unconscious when the sparks were splashed, and then he was kicked in the heart by the horse's face, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and staggered back seven or eight steps, almost falling off the cliff.

"Soft egg, a wounded thief can't beat it, relax, let me help you!"

Wang Yuanze's voice sounded in his head, and then a powerful consciousness landed on his soul, and his soul completely lost control of his body as if it was pressed by a 10,000-ton water press

"Give my brother back!"

The horse-faced Taoist priest who succeeded in one move pounced again like a madman.

But at this time, Wang Yuanze couldn't move at all, seeing that the sword light was about to slash at his head, his body moved to the side in an extremely awkward and weird posture, and then suddenly raised his hand, and the sword in his hand came first, and slashed past the neck of the horse's face.

"Poof~"

The sword light flew away with a bead of blood.

"You ......"

The sword in Ma Yan's hand fell to the ground with a thud, and he clutched his neck in disbelief and stared wide, blood splattered from between his fingers and slowly knelt down.

Wang Yuanze didn't even look at him, he took a few steps forward with a light and sensitive movement, the sword in his hand was like a streamer and even splitting, with a few sounds of fluttering and slashing blades into the flesh, the remaining few Taoist priests who had not yet gotten up were all killed with a sword, just when the sword light was about to split on the last woman, Wang Yuanze's body suddenly stopped, and at this time, the tip of the sword had pierced the skin on the neck of the female Taoist, and a bead of blood rolled down the neck.

"The old man has lived for more than 2,000 years, and he has never killed a woman, so I'll spare your life today!"

Wang Yuanze spit out a cold sentence in his mouth, and then let go of his hand, the sword fell to the ground, and at the same time, a boundless voice sounded in his mind:

"Damn, use too much force, you can solve the rest of the things yourself, don't bother me recently, if you have the ability, help me find some elixir to replenish the soul to warm the soul beads, if not, practice well......"

Wu Yazi's voice disappeared before he finished speaking, and at the same time, the power that suppressed Wang Yuanze's soul also receded like a tide in an instant, and Wang Yuanze instantly regained control of his body.

Su Xiaolian has never been so scared when she grows so big.

When the grenade rolled out just now, she was standing at the end of a group of people, so at the moment of the explosion, she actually didn't suffer much damage, except for being scratched by a few pieces of rubble and shrapnel on her clothes and skin, she was basically unharmed, but she was hit by the bombed companion on the cave wall, and the sudden explosion also made her spirit lose her spirit instantly, and she didn't know what terrible things happened.

And when she just came back to her senses, a murderous sword light had already pierced her neck.

Yesterday, the young man who was still going to die turned into a killing god in the blink of an eye, especially the pair of cold and emotionless eyes on his face, which were completely like an eternal glacier, and the aura emanating from his body was like an abyss and the sea that could not be resisted, this power made her feel that her soul was like a small boat in the stormy waves, as if it would collapse at any time.

Especially the last sentence that Wang Yuanze said, it scared her soul even more.

"You...... You're really not going to kill me?"

Seeing that Wang Yuanze suddenly dropped his sword, Su Xiaolian, whose face was pale with horror, was so weak that she fell to the ground as if she had collapsed.

"Last night you gave me food, and told me so many secrets, and today you sent me a pure heart talisman to protect yourself, although these are all deliberately done by you in order to dispel my will to die and seek to seize the immortal treasure in the cave, but after all, it is also considered to be benevolent, my Wang Yuanze is not the person who will take revenge, the seven evils of the Qinghuang have disappeared, you leave Qingheguan by yourself, don't do evil again in the future, let alone say this, otherwise you will die ugly, you go, do it yourself!"

Su Xiaolian's face was like ashes, and she knew that the huge changes before and after Wang Yuanze must have been in the cave to get the fairy treasure they dreamed of, so she didn't dare to look at Wang Yuanze at all, trembling and holding on to the mountain wall, she slowly stood up and left in despair.

Seeing Su Xiaolian disappear out of the stone crack, Wang Yuanze sat down and gasped violently, and rested for more than ten minutes before slowly getting up and touching the corpse.

Now that Wuyazi has set up a home in his head, and he has been backed by a powerful immortal out of thin air, Wang Yuanze feels that he has a lot of confidence.

And there is a powerful immortal cultivation method, as long as he cultivates slowly, soon these ordinary martial arts masters will not be fart in his eyes, so Wang Yuanze instantly made up his mind and decided to live in seclusion in the mountains for the time being, and wait until he has the power to protect himself before making other plans.

As for Nanwang's home in Nanyang Town, it has nothing to do with him, even if he can go back and continue to be a gentleman, it is definitely not Wang Yuanze's ideal.

The traverser doesn't make a hole every day, what is the difference between that and salted fish.

But the Qinghe faction is now in such a state of decay, it seems that there is only one big head of the light pole, and there is nothing to do at the moment, so the meat on the mosquito's legs cannot be given up.

Qinghuang Qisha has been robbing the rivers and lakes for many years, and there will inevitably be some inventory, even if it is gold and silver used in the mortal world, at least he has to go down the mountain to buy rice, sell vegetables, buy some oil, salt, sauce and vinegar and change of clothes, and Wuyazi still hopes that he will reorganize the Qinghe faction, then he still has to recruit people, not to mention the excellent spiritual roots, at least the martial arts masters must have a batch first, so as to support the Qinghe faction......

In his thoughts, Wang Yuanze was not slow, touched the corpse and got five money bags and a bunch of messy things.

However, Wang Yuanze regrets that there are few gold, silver and jewelry, which add up to only seven or eight taels, and there are a lot of other messy things, in addition to some plasters and incense that are necessary for walking the rivers and lakes, there are also a few paper charms of various colors.

Now is not the time to tidy up, Wang Yuanze took off his robe from a dead guy after a rough look, wrapped them around and tied them on his back, and then dragged several corpses to the edge of the cliff with great effort and threw them down, leaving a few swords on the ground, Wang Yuanze also tied them on his back, and then climbed down the steep and winding stone ladder to the top of the mountain.

When I came down, I was almost scared to pee.

But when he went up, Wang Yuanze was much calmer.

According to the remnants of the memories in his mind and the actions of the Seven Evils of the Green Desolation, this is a very barbaric era, which is completely different from the earth civilization, killing people does not require too much psychological burden, and people are actually killed without bounds, he is just a robot, and the pressure in his heart is even less, almost negligible.

An hour later, Wang Yuanze finally climbed to the top of the mountain out of breath with five or six swords on his back and a bag of trophies that touched the corpse.

The soft hands and feet sat on the platform behind the Taiyi Palace.

Looking back at the vast sea of clouds and the endless majestic mountains among the surrounding mountains.

Bathed in the clear and refreshing whirring mountain breeze.

Look at the autumn scenery of the mountains and fields in the sun, intertwined with gold, red and green.

Wang Yuanze only felt a sense of comfort and relaxation that he had never felt before.