Once the support of the talisman is lost, the end of those thieves will come on the spot. Not long after the start of the www.biquge.info fight, the five tigers of Luoshan, who were once famous in this area, except for the person who was the leader and relied on a magic weapon and long knife and barely fought with Liu Amao, the other four people were already ambushed. Before dying, some people shouted words such as "I am willing to surrender" and begged for mercy, but Ji Chengxuan immediately reminded those inexperienced and hesitant juniors with cold words on the side:

"Allowing surrender is the choice of the two sides in negotiations before the start of war. Once a war starts, don't pay attention to what the other side says - don't let the words of the enemy affect your own actions!"

So the four people had to die, and the leader of the thief cultivator didn't last long. Because he had been watching the battle for a long time, Wang Feng, who was already impatient, finally made a move, and quietly moved to the feet of the target with his sneak attack artifact shadowless needle, and sacrificed the flying needle while the other party was not paying attention, and a needle was inserted directly into the body from the fatal place of the opponent's kidney capsule, quickly ending the battle.

The thief Xiu's screams before he died were earth-shattering, making Huang Chang, who was watching the battle next to him, feel a faint pain in a certain part, and secretly said in his heart that Wang San'er, this guy usually smiles softly and has a girly tone, and he can't see that he is so ruthless in his real attack, and it is estimated that he will have a great future in the future, and it is necessary to make friends again.

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Seeing that all the opponents were killed, the young men in the field all let out a long breath and relaxed. Looking at the sweat on each other's foreheads and smirking, there are a few rookie chicks who kill for the first time and inevitably feel emotional or disgusted for a while. But just when everyone thought it was over, Senior Brother Ji Cheng Xuanji jumped off the branch, walked in front of several people, and said with a serious face:

"Do you think it's over?—not yet. Senior disciples, we immortal cultivators either don't fight each other, once there is a conflict, it will be far more cruel than between ordinary mortals, and even death can't be regarded as the real end. ”

Seeing the stunned faces of those young men, Ji Chengxuan said in a deep voice:

"Originally, these truths should have been taught to you by the seniors of the War Pass Hall before you descend the mountain, when your ten-year period of learning art is approaching. But since everyone has been exposed to this kind of killing here today, it is necessary for me, as a senior brother, to say a few words in advance......"

"In the struggle of mortals, it is just a matter of fighting to the death of one side, and the so-called 'killing is not enough'. But among us immortal cultivators, what are we fighting and killing for? -- Doing the right thing for heaven and supporting justice? These great principles are certainly good, but in the final analysis, they are still about fighting! Competing for resources, fighting for luck, fighting for that slightest chance to live!"

"Therefore, the battle between immortal cultivators is actually a gamble in which both sides put everything on the table. The winner wins, the loser loses - even his own life. And the victor can get everything from the other side - everyone must remember that this 'everything' is not only the property, utensils, spirit stones, etc., but also the body and even the soul of the other party's monk!"

After saying these words, ignoring the frightened expressions of those young people, Ji Chengxuan asked them to search the other party's body first. However, there is also a skill in searching for the corpse - the first thing is to prevent the opponent from playing dead, and when this side gets close, he will play the trick of killing or fatal blow, so if you are not sure whether the opponent is really dead, the best way is to cut off the opponent's head in the air.

"The head is the head of the six yangs, even if it is a zombie, a demon and the like, most of them will lose their ability to move without a head, so this is a relatively safe verification method - of course, it is not absolutely safe, there is no absolute thing in this world. ”

After that, Ji Cheng preached to those young disciples that the method of searching for the corpses was also very simple and rude - no matter how 37 Twenty-One, first stripped off all the clothes, pulled them aside, first checked the corpse itself, and then slowly checked the clothes and items. During this whole process, it is also required not to get too close to the corpse as much as possible, and it is best to use the divine mind to control it from a distance, and if it is really not possible, use a tool such as a long rod and hook claw to do the work for you - in short, it is to prevent the opponent from leaving a trap on you.

Senior Brother Ji was a very conscientious teacher, and in addition to his verbal teachings, he gave a demonstration very personally - watching him use very skillful movements in addition to Zhang Xu, with the help of a long branch and a knife tied to it as a tool, he cut off the head of a corpse and cut it into strips in three strokes and divided it by two, including Huang Chang, and several other Kunlun disciples looked at each other.

"This senior brother must have been in the Hall of Battle. ”

Wang Feng whispered in Huang Chang's ear, and the latter nodded in agreement - in his impression, this simple and rude style of acting without regard for the dignity of immortal cultivators seemed to be the patent of the veterans in the War Order Hall, and even the group of cold-faced ghosts in the Law Enforcement Hall attached more importance to their image than them.

Ji Chengxuan obviously heard their conversation, raised his head, looked at them, and smiled:

But if one day you are so easy to defeat your opponent, and you are rushing to search for the spoils of war, but you are suddenly bitten by a poisonous insect that comes out of the opponent's clothes, or you are blown up into the sky by a dark thunder hidden in the opponent's body, or even worse: you are robbed of the soul of the opponent who rushed out of the body-then you will definitely not think about the problem of face. So, remember one thing, my junior disciples: the battle between immortal cultivators, death is far from the end!"

After saying this, he pointed to the young men next to him with bitter faces:

"Alright, you guys, go up and do it!"

Ji Chengxuan finally gave Huang Chang and Wang Feng, the two senior brothers, some face, and didn't let them go up and do it themselves. But seeing that those little junior brothers were still alive when they just dealt with the living, but at this moment they were sweating profusely in the face of the dead, Huang Chang and Wang Feng couldn't help but feel quite embarrassed, and Ji Chengxuan scolded even more unceremoniously in the back:

"Why are you acting so carefully, you're not taking off your clothes...... If you encounter something that can't be cut? Hehe, congratulations -- you've found a treasure!"

After some tossing, five headless corpses with red stripes appeared in front of Huang Chang and the others, along with a pile of broken clothes and sundries that had been thrown aside. Ji Chengxuan didn't care about the sundries, but sent a signal rocket into the air, and after a while, I saw a group of black-clothed people hurrying from Baiyunfang with stretchers, and after talking to Ji Chengxuan for a few words, he stepped forward and fixed the corpses on the stretcher, and threw them in the bag along with the head, and carried them back towards Baiyunfang.