The sound of killing in the plains in front of the entrance shook the sky, and no one noticed that two thieves, a man and a woman, were fishing in troubled waters.

There are more and more loot, Feng Zhiping can only endure the distress and throw away some of the inferior goods, picking and picking and bundling is getting bigger and heavier, and when he walks, he can't hide it if he wants to.

At this time, many people have already set their eyes on him, a thief, and there is no way that the target is too conspicuous, and the eyes of a group of people are red when they look at the large bundle of objects behind him.

"Despicable!"

"Slut!"

"Stop for me, leave something behind!"

"Lao Tzu is working hard here, you dog day stealing to make a fortune from the dead, looking for death! Brothers, stop him and kill me!"

Feng Zhiping had already prepared, he didn't accept the call at all, he hid whenever anyone could, and if he couldn't dodge, he threw the "meat" prepared early in the morning into the other party's arms.

These baits are all eliminated products that he picked out, some of them are too good quality, some are inconvenient to carry, rather than being a miser holding them to death, it is better to use them as a large hidden weapon to get out.

Anyway, this is a business without a book, and it was a little painful at first, but then I picked up more and threw it away, and now I lost it and called it a hand.

If the other party gets a benefit and is not interesting, it doesn't matter, he still has a gold medal female thug to teach them how to behave.

You Shuang'er is also quite competent, following the left and right escorts, and when he is interested, he also picks up two "hidden weapons" and throws them to play.

"Don't litter! My aunt and grandmother have told you a few times, let me see it first!"

Feng Zhiping wanted to cry, the two girls were crazy, the sword Huaguang that he just threw out didn't look like a mortal product inwardly, this girl actually threw it away!

"Sorry, that's easy. ”

The little girl stuck out her tongue suddenly, then her pretty face tightened, she turned around and parried the sword, and threw out a touch of golden light when the opponent's middle door was wide open, and left without looking at it.

"Golden needle again?" Feng Zhiping glared.

"That's right!" nodded, the girl's little face was bitter, "I threw a lot of it just now, and there is not much left, when are you going to leave?"

"How many are left?"

"Twenty or thirty. ”

Feng Zhiping sweated profusely, this girl is really rich!

He had heard of the value of the broken gold needle, and what he used was the remaining twenty or thirty pieces, and its price was as good as the small half of the harvest behind him.

Glancing around, he found that more and more people were moving closer to him, and Feng Zhiping hesitated a little and then stopped paying attention.

The human heart is not enough to swallow the elephant, and it will be troublesome to be stared at to death if it drags it on.

"Let's go!"

Say hello, find the right direction and are about to leave, when a cold chuckle suddenly sounded in the distance.

"Hehe, want to run?"

My heart was tight, and I was looking for a voice, only to see a blood mist more than ten zhang wide falling in the air hundreds of meters away, and I felt that the fishy breath between my nose and throat was stirring and nauseating, and I could imagine how the people below felt.

"It's not for us, it's for the Yew Sword Pavilion, the Blood Knife Gate is really moving, let's go!"

You Shuang'er pulled Feng Zhiping and ran wildly, and the people around him were also average, no matter how hot the fight was a moment ago, they couldn't care about it at this time.

While fleeing, Feng Zhiping couldn't help but look back, there was not much panic in his eyes, almost full of excitement and curiosity.

Since I was a child, I have seen a lot of masters in the innate realm, even a few martial soul-level masters with the title of Martial God, but this is the first time I have seen them fight with all their strength without letting go of their hands and feet.

Although it was only a battle in the spiritual period, it still attracted attention.

It is important to know that the biggest difference between the innate realm and the acquired realm lies in the use of weapons, the acquired realm can only be in the shape of a blade, whether the divine blade is not a big difference for them, only the innate realm can stimulate the deep potential of the blade, and use the method of cultivation combined with the spiritual power of the blade itself to exert a variety of divine extraordinary powers.

The blood-colored mist is the vision of the spiritual master of the Blood Sword Sect when he makes a move, and if the Yew Sword Pavilion below has no counterpart to deal with, he is afraid that a single blow can kill a person.

Just thinking about it, Feng Zhiping's eyes lit up, and he saw that at the bottom of the blood cloud that was about to land, a bright shield appeared out of thin air.

No, not a shield, but ...

"Fan?!"

Three points of excitement and seven points of curiosity, Feng Zhiping was a little embarrassed.

You Shuang'er glanced at it quickly, and said breathlessly, "It's Gongsun Lan of the Yew Sword Pavilion, that's his Eight Treasure Gilded Fan!"

Feng Zhiping wondered: "Is there anyone in the Yew Sword Pavilion who doesn't use swords?"

"There are still people in the Blood Knife Gate who practice nine-section whips!"

Rolled his eyes by the stupid question, and seeing that Feng Zhiping still wanted to ask, You Shuang'er glared angrily: "Don't talk to me, we can't both leave!"

The prince wants to scold his mother, it seems that the eldest sister is your own ride!

After a few words of question-and-answer, the room over there was already a hot fight, such as a substantial fan shadow that first blocked the fall of the blood mist, and then was held by an invisible hand and lifted it vigorously, and the thick mist trembled slightly, and was pushed back into the air.

"Hmph, eat me again!"

The cold voice sounded again, and at the same time, the blood-colored mist suddenly contracted, and the fan shadow took the lead this time, and when the blood mist had just condensed into the prototype of a giant sword, sharp fan bones shot out, like a flying sword lightning into the blood mist.

In an instant, the mist surged, and the prototype of the giant sword gathered and dispersed, taking advantage of the opportunity to breathe, the warriors below quickly retreated regardless of whether they were friends or enemies, and in the blink of an eye, only a jade-faced young man with a fan remained.

Seeing that the crowd was dispersed, the young man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately his eyes froze, and he stomped into the sky, and the golden bone fan in his hand was put together as a short sword and pounced on the blood mist.

With his movements, the fan bones flying in the sky also folded back into a bunch, like spears, and stabbed first to open the way, and the blood mist opened an opening.

Just as the man was about to enter the opening, the surging mist suddenly dispersed, revealing a scar-mouthed man standing proudly in the air, his lips were divided into four by the scar and sneered, while the jade-faced man below suddenly changed color.

"Wan Qiu, you, have you taken that step?!"

The exclamation spread far away, Feng Zhiping didn't react for a while, but You Shuang'er, who was looking back, had already changed his color.

"Volley Void, he is a god, a god, a god!"

Feng Zhiping also saved his taste, and couldn't close it for a long time with his mouth open.

The gap between the four stages of the Innate Realm is far from being comparable to the Acquired Realm, not only the strength of the internal strength, but also the depth of the use of the Treasure Blade.

The Spiritual Awareness Stage can stimulate the spiritual potential of the blade itself, while the Divine Treasure Period goes one step further, which can already initially affect the environment of the battle, and can also use the power of the treasure blade to volley through the air.

"No wonder it can create such momentum!" Feng Zhiping muttered to himself.

When the blood mist first appeared, he had a strange feeling, but he didn't think about it in that direction, and only then did he realize it.

But now is not the time to admire, he has only one thought at this time - run quickly!

The innate realm fights are all inhuman-level, and many methods don't need to be touched, and you can be hit with just one glance, and God knows if those glances just now will make him die coldly.

Holding You Shuang'er's little hand with his backhand, Feng Zhiping used his strength to eat milk and ran wildly, running and running when he suddenly heard the sound of breaking the air behind him, and at the same time there was a bland ridicule.

"How good I am at you, it turned out to be an empty shelf. ”

couldn't help but look back, only to see that Wan Qiu, who was still showing off his might, had been knocked to the ground at this time, Gongsun Lan and a strong man with eyes joined forces to chase him and attack endlessly, the sword in Wan Qiu's hand was gone, and he could only deal with it empty-handed, and he was very embarrassed for a while.

What about the sword?

Subconsciously looking at the unidentified object flying rapidly, Feng Zhiping's mind was full of disbelief.

No way?

Such a coincidence?

Can pie really fall from the sky?

Countless thoughts were fighting in his mind, unknown objects had fallen to the ground in a whirlwind, the sharp blade of the sword had sunk into the ground like tofu and almost reached the handle, and all around him were demented faces like Feng Zhiping.

The stunned moment was extremely short, and greed quickly replaced all expressions.

A supreme master who has touched the threshold of the Divine Hidden Period, his sword will be mortal?

It must be at the ground level, not the middle grade but also the lower grade!

Just, to take, or not to take?

After all, its owner is a person from the Blood Knife Gate, and the three subordinates of the Blood Knife Gate are known to the world, and it is good to be able to grab it, in case you can't grab it, they will be targeted by them, and few people can withstand the revenge afterwards.

A lot of the greed on his face turned into hesitation, and Wan Qiu finally pulled out and rushed here.

"Whoever dares to touch the sword, I want him to live better than die, get out of me!"

The smell of blood in the roar frightened many people, and several cowards involuntarily took a few steps back to show their innocence, but at this moment, a fanatical voice suddenly appeared in the field.

"People die for money, birds die for food, Lao Tzu is out of the way!"

Everyone was stunned, and another fanatical voice picked up the conversation.

"That's right, there is no store in this village, there are so many people, I don't believe he can recognize them all, fight!"

"Fight!"

"Isn't it just a bloody knife door, I'm afraid that he will do something, Lao Tzu covers his face, and you recognize me!"

"Yes, yes, cover your face, everyone covers your face, I'm afraid of what he will do!"

"The sword is mine!"

"Get out, the sword belongs to Lao Tzu!"

"Rob!"

"Up, up, up!"

The incitement succeeded in provoking greed, except for a few cowardly people who stopped and watched, everyone else cut their clothes and covered their faces and rushed towards the sword, even some disciples of the Eight Great Sects.

"You are looking for !! death"

Wan Qiu was furious, and wanted to pick it up but was entangled by Gongsun Lan and the strong men of the Broadsword Gate, and the disciples under the door were also obstructed by the disciples of the Yew Sword Pavilion and the Broadsword Gate in every way, and he couldn't pull himself to watch his sword fall backwards and turns in the hands of a group of lowly horsemen, and his anger was uncomfortable, and his ears were full of his crazy shouts and scolding.

On the periphery of the crowd of robbers, a girl looked at the teenager next to her in amazement, and her small mouth was open for a long time and it was difficult to close.

"Is this all right?"

Feng Zhiping hooked the corners of his mouth proudly: "Amazing, right? My ventriloquist is a secret trick, isn't it very similar?"

You Shuang'er nodded thoughtfully, not only for the ventriloquist is realistic, but also for the boldness of a teenager.

In this case, he dares to speak out and provoke, and once he is discovered, he will be hacked to death with a knife.

"You're so crazy, you don't want to kill your sword!"

"Thanks for the compliment!"

Sven nodded in thanks, and Feng Zhiping untied the "package" behind him and handed it forward.

"Help me hold these, wait for me to grab the sword, you wait here, I will throw it to you when you grab it, you get it and run quickly, go to Uncle Ma!"

"You?" You Shuang'er frowned, "You have this little cultivation, do you want to go in and find death?" or I'll go, you answer outside." ”

"I want to, too, but I'm not as fast as you!"

Feng Zhiping spread his hands, and seeing that the girl's melancholy was unabated, he smiled slightly and lowered his voice: "Don't worry, young master, I have no last resort, and I won't look for death." Look, isn't that the opportunity coming?"

You Shuang'er was stunned, but saw that Feng Zhiping had already rushed into the crowd, and at the same time, a shocking blood-colored sword light broke through the air and slashed down, and Wan Qiu's roar of anger and hatred resounded in the sky.

"All to Die !!"