"Blood Knife Gate?!"

Feng Zhiping's heart was shocked, it was these butchers who arrived first!

The Black Bone Cliff and the Blood Knife Sect are the two most criticized sects among the Eight Sects of Tian Yuan, but the former is known as a murderer, while the latter is a naked notoriety.

The Black Bone Cliff is fierce, but they talk about the rules, mainly targeting the Diancang Mountain and the Yew Sword Pavilion and the Broadsword Gate that support the Diancang Mountain, ignoring the second- and third-rate small sects but not bullying, you can say that the people of the Black Bone Cliff are barbaric, but few people will say that they bully the weak.

The Blood Knife Gate is different, compared to the Black Bone Cliff that specializes in hard bones to gnaw, they are more like scavenging vultures, picking soft persimmons and pinching.

Throw one’s weight around?

That is the basic tenet, weak is sin, as a weak person should be dominated by the strong, and their unique secret method also promotes this characteristic to be vividly displayed.

The unique cultivation method makes them need a lot of blood and resentment to quickly improve their cultivation, so the Blood Knife Sect is all thirsty for killing, and they like to abuse and kill the most, only the abused dead can brew the most wonderful resentment blood for them to feed the knife.

Therefore, in the eyes of the world, the Blood Knife Gate is not the strongest, but it is definitely the most feared and disgusting.

In addition to this, the insidious meanness of the Blood Knife Gate is also deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, they are absolute opportunists.

The Blood Knife Sect is very self-aware, and on weekdays, it mostly follows the boss Black Bone Cliff as a tiger, and rarely takes the initiative to provoke the major sects, and when it sees that the situation is not good, it turns around and runs, and it doesn't need Black Bone Cliff to speak.

But once the right opportunity arises, they will show their fangs and bite the various sects.

Like now.

This is a secret realm, it is a three-regardless zone, and the imperial court strictly ordered the disputes in the secret realm to be resolved on the spot, and no revenge should be sought afterwards, which is also a recognized rule on the rivers and lakes.

Now that there is Black Bone Cliff in the lead, if the Blood Knife Gate does not take the opportunity to kill, it will be impossible at all.

Sure enough, the inhuman screams have already sounded, and just listening to them makes people's scalps tingle.

"What about the Broadsword Gate and the Yew Sword Pavilion, why haven't they arrived yet?" Feng Zhiping stared, the corners of his eyes twitching.

"You Shuang'er must have been stopped!" You Shuang'er's face turned pale, "Let's go, the people of the Blood Knife Gate have always been unreasonable, and it will be troublesome to be entangled by them!"

"Good!"

Standing up and just about to leave, he suddenly remembered the thin man's sword, Feng Zhiping hurriedly ran over and picked it up, and was suddenly stunned when he straightened his waist.

Walk?

Looking at the selfless figures fighting around him, a crazy thought came out and instantly occupied the entire mind.

The current situation is that after the Blood Knife Gate came in, many small factions rushed in, and the figures of the Yew Sword Pavilion and the Broadsword Gate appeared in the distance, and a big melee was inevitable, and I don't know how many people would die in this battle.

And most of the people present are the acquired realm masters of the internal force transformation yuan, and many of them carry human-level low-grade blades, and some of them who are lucky or wealthy may be able to have high-grade and high-grade goods, even at the ground level, it is not impossible to see.

If you die two or three times, and you pick it up like this secretly, then do you still have to worry about not having a treasure blade to cultivate?

Feng Zhiping was struggling, it stands to reason that he should leave early to ensure his safety, but the ownerless blades all over the ground are almost like talents falling from the sky, and if he doesn't pick them up, it's intolerable.

"Let's go, what do you want!" You Shuang'er urged behind.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Zhiping turned his head: "You go first, I'll come back later!"

"Late, you, you want to stay, you're crazy!"

You Shuang'er was shocked and was about to forcibly drag it away, but Feng Zhiping had already rushed out first, and went straight to a mountain axe dozens of meters away.

Rich and dangerous, he is now a low-ranking person and poor, if he wants to improve his cultivation quickly, he has to play with his life, and he will definitely regret his death after the war fortune!

Anyway, I'm not going into battle to fight, it shouldn't be a big problem to be careful and sneak up, if it doesn't work, I'll run to the big brothers and sisters in Diancangshan, Ma Shangyan is so precious to himself, I don't believe they will die or not be saved!

During the calculation, the person had already rushed in, leaned over and picked up the mountain axe and quickly escaped, poured internal force into it, and a message suddenly flashed in his mind.

[Hundred refining iron essence axe, human-level inferior grade, extremely poor spirituality, fast passing]

Extremely poor spirituality?

In other words, this axe is only barely reaching the human level, and it is the lowest type of rag in the treasure blade?

Damn, who is so poor, make the young master happy!

Secretly pursed his lips, his eyes swept and stared at a gray long sword, Feng Zhiping rushed again, dodged a few slashes and grabbed the long sword and ran.

[Cold Iron Long Sword, Human-level Medium Grade, Slow Loss of Spirituality]

Human-level medium grade!

This luck, ahahahaha!

Feng Zhiping pursed his lips, if it wasn't inappropriate, he really wanted to look up to the sky and smile, and he wanted to throw away the axe happily holding the sword, but after thinking about it, he took his hand back.

The fly leg is also meat, and the axe sinks a little, but don't rush to throw it, suck it first, and throw it when you can't hold it anymore.

Tearing a strip of cloth from the dead body next to him and tying the sword behind his back, Feng Zhiping carried a big axe while sucking to find the target, and suddenly felt someone approaching behind him, and he didn't want to slash it with a backhand.

Seeing the person coming halfway, he hurriedly withdrew his hand, frowned and asked, "Why are you here?"

You Shuang'er followed behind and witnessed the whole process, pointing at his nose so angry that his mouth trembled.

"You, you, you money addict, you don't even want your life for these external things!"

"You know what, go away, don't stand with me, it's too conspicuous. ”

Blocking his hand, Feng Zhiping pouted secretly.

Life?

Not to mention, these things are really as important as life.

Without them, young master, I can only do penance step by step, I don't know how many years it will take to get enough self-preservation, and I don't dare to go back if I don't have the strength, have I been floating outside to survive?

"What kind of attitude do you have!" You Shuang'er almost cried out of breath, and reached out to grab Feng Zhiping's arm, "Come with me now, I'll give you a few handfuls of these rags when I get back, there's no need to send your life here!"

"Send?"

Feng Zhiping sneered and patted the hilt of the sword on his shoulder.

"See, human-level mid-grade sword, the minimum outside is a thousand taels of silver, this is considered a high-grade product in the human-level mid-grade, I estimate that it will be almost three thousand miles away, how much can you send?"

"It's just human-level medium grade, I'll give you ten, is it enough!"

You Shuang'er is wealthy, especially the bag full of gold leaves that day was thrown to the bustard, and the prince was shocked when he boarded.

Obediently, this girl has a lot of energy in Diancangshan, so rich?

"That's not good!" Pointing around, Feng Zhiping said, "Look here, the ground is full of human-level low-grade and medium-grade treasure blades, I can casually pick up enough of what you said, and if you are lucky, you can also pick up human-level high-grade or even prefecture-level high-end goods, can you still afford it?"

Thinking about the run, who knew that You Shuang'er's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Prefecture-level, I'll go with you!"

"Huh?" Feng Zhiping was dumbfounded.

"Ah what, I said I'll go with you, let's cooperate, I protect you, you come to identify the level, I don't want the human-level weapons, and the earth-level weapons are all mine!"

You Shuang'er is right, and the prince is not happy.

"Don't you think, it's all mine! If you behave well, I can consider giving you a ground-level blade, of course, I have to pick up more than two, it's all yours?"

"That's nineteen!"

"I'm nine you?"

"Did you see Ben's fist, you could beat me?"

"Have you seen Young Master Ben's eyes, do you know how to identify?"

"You're not the only one!"

"Young Master Ben can also cooperate with others, I think Senior Brother Chang is good, Senior Sister Zhou and Senior Sister Sun are also successful!"

"You!"

The two argued, and a stick shadow accompanied by a shout suddenly attacked, and the two hurriedly divided their own points, and then the female protagonist attacked the man and sneaked up three or two to get the opponent, quite tacit.

Putting down the sword, You Shuang'er was about to continue bargaining, but when she saw Feng Zhiping, a vicious dog pounced on food and grabbed the long stick, she was so angry that she screamed.

Feng Zhiping didn't pay attention to her at all, his own internal force was swept away, and he smiled.

"Hey, the human-level low-grade sandalwood stick is still a rare commodity with two spiritual qualities of civil engineering, and there are not many human-level weapons that can highlight the spiritual characteristics, not to mention that there are still two, but it's a pity that the aura is too weak, or at least it should be a human-level medium-grade thing, it's really lucky!"

Mei Zizi rubbed the long stick and deliberately showed off loudly.

You Shuang'er was so angry that she grinded her teeth, only hating that she couldn't pull down her body, and she couldn't do the vulgar behavior of the other party's dog snatching.

Yu Guang swept and saw that someone was eyeing him again, and Feng Zhiping teased.

"Pick it up first, and then divide it later, how about it?"

"Good!"

You Shuang'er responded, and rushed out with Feng Zhiping before the two people from the Black Bone Cliff came over, and disappeared after bypassing a few battle circles.