Without any warning, a surging True Yuan fluctuation exploded uncontrollably in his meridians.

There was a soft bang, and the desk in front of him was swept forward by the air wave.

His pupils contracted violently, but many black spots quietly appeared in the whites of his eyes, like those thin needles that had split into more roots, trying to peek out of his eyes.

This was a terrible picture for ordinary people, but there was an unexpected soft sound in the canopy ship heading towards the merchant ship.

There was even surprise in the voice.

A figure flew out of the canopy cabin and landed on the slippery and greasy deck of the merchant ship amid the exclamations of the shipmen.

Bang!

A dull thud rang out in the cabin.

Then there was another thud, like thunder rolling in the cabin.

The cabin facing the figure shattered at the touch of the thunder, and the extremely solid cabin wood turned into countless broken pieces of wood, which swept towards the figure that had just landed on the deck with the wave of air.

The originally gentle and ordinary medical officer seemed to have turned into a humanoid giant beast at this time, extremely violent.

The louder the movement, the more likely it was to attract cultivators who were tracking his tracks everywhere, but Wang Xianrui had no choice but to do so.

Because he clearly felt this person's killing intent.

When this man's murderous intent surged contemptuously and indifferently towards the ordinary boatmen on the ship, even with a greedy and impatient predatory meaning, he understood what kind of cultivator he had bumped into.

However, when he saw the figure in front of him clearly in the flying sawdust, he couldn't help but be taken aback.

In all the previous rumors, those murderers seemed to be very young cultivators, and there was even internal news that one of them was even from Tongtai Temple.

Of course, he didn't believe in the legend of the revenge of the former emperor, and his ideas were more radical than the average Southern Dynasty military, and he even guessed that these people's unprovoked killings were because of cultivation, and he felt that this might be the conspiracy of the Northern Wei people to make the Southern Dynasty chaotic first.

The effects of the chaos in the practitioner's world are more far-reaching, and they are more difficult to quell.

If those young cultivators slowly became terrifyingly powerful cultivators, then the impact of this chaos was very likely to affect the entire battle situation between the Northern Wei Dynasty and the Southern Dynasties.

Especially when he felt that this person's killing intent was full of that impatient predatory intent, he became more and more sure that this kind of murderer's killing must be related to the improvement of his cultivation, but what appeared in front of him right now was not a young man, but an old man with completely gray hair.

He even knew the old man.

This old man was a cultivator in Xuanwei County, Ningzhou, named Yang Candle, if he remembered correctly, this old man should have gone to Huairen County to teach at a certain academy.

The reason why he knew this old man was because before this old man was transferred to Huairen County, he had been an official in Ningzhou, and the rank was above him, and he had met this old man during a certain debriefing.

"It's not all young people...."It was still impossible for him to know what kind of relationship these people had to do with their cultivation, and he didn't know why these people had become like this, but such a voice sounded in his head, but for some reason there was a more uneasy emotion in his heart.

"In a small merchant ship, there is actually a cultivator who is like an artistic conception. Yang Zhu obviously didn't remember him at all, facing the wood chips that flew in front of him, he didn't even move at all, and those wood chips were forced to stand still in front of him by the true yuan revealed in his body, and then the pieces fell down dejectedly.

"I was really surprised. He looked at Wang Xianrui and smiled with some admiration.

"I know you, your name is Yang Candle. ”

Wang Xianrui lowered his head slightly, he didn't let the other party see the change in his pupils, his voice trembled slightly, but he asked directly: "What is the reason for your indiscriminate killing?"

"I was even more surprised. ”

Yang Zhu raised his eyebrows slightly, he restrained his smile, and a chill suddenly appeared on his face.

His actual age is close to seventy, which is also a very old age among cultivators, even if he has recently cultivated to the Great Advancement, in addition to the gray hair that cannot hide his age, the wrinkles on his face that have already appeared have not disappeared, but his face is extremely ruddy, almost a peach blossom in March, compared to the two, it looks extremely bewitching.

He didn't remember when he had seen Wang Xianrui now, and the other party still knew his name, but just now this person broke out of the cabin, although it seemed to be very powerful, but in fact, any cultivator of the Destiny Palace Realm could do this.

The fluctuation of the other party's true element is very clear, but it is just like the middle level of artistic conception.

His cultivation had already crossed the middle level of the Chengtian Realm, and it stands to reason that the other party's cultivation was a full step compared to him, but he didn't feel the kind of fear he deserved from the other party's body.

What is the reason for this?

He also felt a little dangerous inexplicably.

These days, he also heard that there were other people like himself, and he understood that Lord Demon Sect had told more than one person in Meishan about such exercises.

But he had also heard that the rest of those who were known were young cultivators.

Compared with those young cultivators, an old decay like him certainly had a more urgent desire, a more greedy hope that he would be able to attain the advancement of his cultivation faster.

In particular, he has never belonged to the kind of cultivators who have very good talents.

When he met the Demon Sect in Meishan, he was just a cultivator of artistic conception.

At his age, he had only reached the artistic conception at that time, so you can imagine how unsmooth his previous cultivation was.

Therefore, if these cultivators who have practiced the death-eating technique of Lord Demon Sect are extremely greedy beasts, then he must also be the most greedy beast among them.

Therefore, when he decided to attack this merchant ship, Wang Xianrui in the cabin could so clearly feel the impatient predatory meaning in his killing intent.

He's too old.

He doesn't have that much time.

He needed to practice faster.

But the older you are, the more careful you are and the more you save your life.

Therefore, he should be the most cautious one among these greedy beasts, before that, he went out day and night, and every time he killed someone, he either disposed of the body very carefully, or directly blamed the people he killed on the rest of the greedy beasts, and the line of tracking was indexed to the rest of the people.

When he decided to attack the merchant ship, he had already figured out how to kill everyone and then where to index the line.

It's just that now this cultivator who broke out of the cabin has disrupted his plan.

He felt dangerous, so he didn't want to take any chances.

So in the next moment, he thought about it, and then looked at the fat man who bowed his head slightly, his voice was slightly cold, but he suggested very sincerely: "Can you just pretend that nothing happened, and you haven't seen me here, and then I'll leave?"

A high-level practitioner takes the initiative to make such a request with a low-level practitioner, and the low-level cultivator should gladly accept it.

Wang Xianrui's body couldn't help but tremble violently.

He was a little scared and nervous.

It was indeed the first time he had fought with such a real life-and-death struggle with people.

But his fear was because he wanted to fight this man.

"No, you can't. ”

His voice trembled more than his body, but it was incredulous, "Because I don't want a cultivator like you to leave and kill again, since I'm already here, I'm going to kill you." ”

The other party was afraid, and the feeling of danger in Yang Candle's heart disappeared a little, and he sneered: "Are you sure you can kill me?

Wang Xianrui still didn't look up, but he nodded, and at the same time asked, "Why do you want to kill innocents indiscriminately, what is the benefit of killing these ordinary people for your cultivation?"

When they heard Wang Xianrui's words, the boatmen and merchants on the ship instantly understood that this old man was one of the rumored murderers, and they all screamed in horror, and several boatmen with good water skills even jumped into the water in fear and swam desperately towards the riverbank.

These people were originally Yang Candle's "food".

Yang Zhu was the most greedy of these greedy beasts, and listening to the sound of falling water, infinite dryness suddenly rose in his heart.

He decided to try to kill this man right away!

Some of the true elements in his body suddenly fell from his meridians as if weightless, and silently oozing out from under his feet.

In the cracks of the deck, some water droplets mixed with oil and dirt quietly condensed, like a greedy demon beast frantically sucking his true yuan, and then condensed into several slender small swords at an unimaginable speed, stabbing at Wang Xianrui's legs from the front, back, left and right.

He was a cultivator from the Shuiyuan Sect.

The cultivators of the Water Yuan Sect, after cultivating to the Chengtian Realm, are best at using water as the transmission and medium of the True Yuan Method.

In the early years, he couldn't cultivate the Chengtian Realm, although some of the exercises in the door were well memorized, but there was no strong enough True Yuan to drive, and now he has cultivated to the Chengtian Realm, the True Yuan is strong enough, and the few small swords he condensed also have an extraordinarily eager and violent aura, which is actually inconsistent with the quiet silence of this kind of exercise in his sect, which makes the opponent unnoticed.

For a cultivator who cultivated above him, his use of such a True Yuan method was naturally very imperfect.

But the True Yuan method is the True Yuan method after all, and the clever use of the True Yuan itself is more difficult to defend against than the sword slashing, "Puff puff puff..." Several soft sounds sounded on Wang Xianrui's trouser leg at the same time.

Wang Xianrui snorted, his face suddenly turned snow-white, and his eyebrows were raised like a sword, looking extremely painful.

Such a reaction was a sign of victory in Yang Candle's eyes, and the corners of his mouth even directly appeared mocking, and with a roar, his whole person flew up through the wind and slapped Wang Xianrui's face with a palm.

As his palm traveled through the air, the true element in his body had also continued to flow out of his palm.

The water vapor in his palm continued to condense, gradually forming a cold breath, and the transparent water vapor formed a sword blade with a cyan luster in his palm, which continued to extend forward.

His castration coupled with the burst of True Yuan in his palm, the speed at the front of this sword blade was naturally terrifying, and it was in front of Wang Xianrui in an instant.

However, at this moment, a black intent quietly appeared in his eyes.

Along with the black intent in his eyes, there was a shock and disbelief that could not be described in words.

The blackness in Yang Candle's eyes came from Wang Xianrui's trouser legs and the blackness in Wang Xianrui's eyes.

There was no blood on Wang Xianrui's trouser legs, only a few black oil stain marks and a water stain!

His previous True Yuan Water Sword could pierce even ordinary iron armor, but it didn't pierce his ordinary clothes, and it didn't pierce his skin?

What made him even more shocked was that Wang Xianrui had already raised his head at this time, and he saw Wang Xianrui's eyes clearly.

What a terrible pair of eyes.

In addition to the pitch-black pupils, Wang Xianrui's whites of his eyes also appeared with dense black spots like needletips.

"Poof!"

He didn't have time to make any changes.

The cyan blade stabbed at Wang Xianrui's eyebrows.

The power above the middle level of the Chengtian Realm was still strong, and he could feel it himself, and the power contained in his True Yuan Water Sword was like several galloping carriages, crashing into Wang Xianrui's eyebrows at the same time.

In his perception, Wang Xianrui's eyebrows should be more fragile than a piece of paper, and they should be easily broken, and then his entire head will be crushed by this sword.

However, in this light sound, it was his water sword that was extremely vulnerable.

The moment the tip of the sword touched Wang Xianrui's skin, it turned into weak water.

The sword disappeared one by one, turning into a powerless stream of water, spreading out on Wang Xianrui's face and flowing down.

Yang Candle's body was still flying forward, and the dryness and greed in his heart had been completely replaced by fear and confusion.

The collapse of his True Yuan Water Sword originated from the disappearance of True Yuan.

The true yuan is the condensation of the aura of heaven and earth and his own vitality, it is impossible to lose it out of thin air, he can sense that his true yuan has indeed rushed into Wang Xianrui's body.

However, the moment he rushed into Wang Xianrui's body, he disappeared in an instant.

"How so!"

He screamed in horror.

Before his cry sounded, one of Wang Xianrui's hands had reached out.

Wang Xianrui's hand grabbed his throat.

He was like a goose pinched by the throat, and Wang Xianrui held it in his hand.

His cry was muffled, but it was piercing.

Wang Xianrui's body shook back.

At the moment when that powerful True Yuan rushed into his body, his head hurt, and his skull almost exploded.

However, just as those water swords hit his legs, and just as he had imagined, these foreign true elements quickly dissipated in his body, and in the meridians that had become incomparably inflated in his body, they quickly turned into countless black particles, and then quickly disappeared like water foam at low tide in a way that he could hardly perceive.

He coughed bitterly, foaming at the mouth of the blood and the bitter taste of medicine.

He felt his hand grabbing the old man's throat swelling outward, which was the true yuan in the other party's body subconsciously counterattacking.

It's just exactly the same, and the true elements that rushed into the flesh and blood of his fingers quickly disappeared.

The old man's body appeared light.

So he still carried the old man and grabbed the most greedy beast by the throat.

(Today, the two chapters were posted together, will it feel better to read?, in fact, I personally think it's better to be short?) Because some people like to pull down quickly, some details in the long chapter are correct, and the length will be pulled out quickly. ）

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