The sharp ghost claws instantly turned into countless slices under the white sword aura, followed by the piercing screams of the long-haired female ghost.

"What's that?!"

A swordsman composed of white light suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, holding a long sword composed of white qi in his hand, and it was this long sword that turned the long-haired female ghost that the Grimace-robed monk was proud of into countless pieces.

"My spirit ......" The young monk's face turned pale, and then he spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Because of the damage to the spirit and ghost of his life, his divine consciousness has also been severely damaged.

And opposite him, Wang Luo was holding a seemingly ordinary picture scroll in his hand, although he was facing a powerful Qi Realm Double Cultivator, but Wang Luo's heart did not have any panic, and the scroll in his hand gave him an endless sense of security.

"Hehe! take a good look! your spirit is vulnerable, and you will be cut into minced meat!" A smile appeared on Wang Luo's face, and for some reason, he began to laugh uncontrollably, and after holding back in the outer practice hall for so long, he finally had a chance to release it completely.

He operated a swordsman composed of white light to pounce, and in just a few strokes, the long-haired female ghost was completely torn apart, and the female ghost let out a terrifying scream before dying.

"You just rely on this alternative talisman treasure, do you really think you can deal with me in this way?" the young monk spat blood from his mouth, but still had a sneer on his face.

I saw that as soon as he waved his hand, it was a fast qi blade that was not visible at all, and bypassed the white light swordsman and came straight to Wang Luomian's door.

Wang Luo was shocked, he didn't have time to react, and when he saw that he was about to be cut in half, a white light slashed this qi blade.

“！！！”

This time, the young monk's face changed, but he still maintained his composure, and then said quietly: "It's not bad, but if you only have this ability, then you will definitely die today!!"

After speaking, he very decisively pasted two wind talismans, and then ran away, and even Wang Luo was stunned for a moment in terms of the speed of his escape.

"Heh, you really deserve to be a demon monk, you can bend and stretch, I really underestimate you, but do you really think you can run away?"

The white light swordsman pounced in an instant, and with a wave of his hand, a sword qi slash, and the powerful sword qi accurately hit the grimace-robed monk, and the black talisman aura that appeared from his body was also instantly defeated.

That demon cultivator was also very responsive, and he was able to avoid the vital point, but even so, the sword qi still cut off his right leg and calf.

Wang Luo's brain was also in sharp pain, and the consumption of controlling the White Light Swordsman to attack was extremely high, even with his strengthened divine sense, it couldn't last long.

"I'm the ...... of the Imperial Ghost Sect"

"I don't care if you're the Imperial Ghost Sect or the Imperial Ghost Sect......"

"Die!"

It's another sword qi, this time it's still an all-out attack, as a person who has watched countless novels and movies in his previous life, and knows that the villain dies from talking too much and dying from ink, he naturally won't choose to keep his hand.

The sharp sword aura slashed from the head of the grimace-robed monk and slashed in half.

"Ding!"

The fluctuations in spiritual power during the fight quickly attracted attention, and a white light rose from the stone city not far away, and then quickly moved this way.

"Made! it's the old immortal in the Guard Hall!" Wang Luo spat, very disdainful.

According to the rules of the Wang family, within a five-mile radius of Shicheng, no monk is allowed to fight unless the royal family permits, but this rule is enforced...... That's it.

The white light is a detection spell composed of aura, which is the most commonly used thing in the royal family's guard hall, and although it is not visible to mortals, it is a warning for all monks.

In other words, its existence is a deterrent in itself, and at the same time it has the ability to detect the strength of both sides of the fight.

There was never a shortage of fights near Shicheng, and this detection spell was a warning, if it was a high-ranking monk who participated in the battle, he would naturally leave after receiving a warning from the Wang family.

And if the low-level monk doesn't run quickly, he will naturally not be good if he is caught, and he will become the target of the Wang family's killing and setting an example.

Wang Luo, as a disciple of the branch of the Wang family, will naturally have nothing if he is caught, but the origin of many things on his body is not clear, if he is caught, he will naturally not be able to run away from checking the storage bag and the like, and like the Yuan Ling Pill, as well as the trophies on the young monk's body, they may also be confiscated by the people of the Guard Hall.

"Gone!"

Wang Luo didn't have time to count, he quickly took back the white light swordsman, and then reluctantly stuffed the body of the young monk who had been cut in half into a storage bag, and ripped off a wind talisman, pasted it on his body and left quickly.

......

A few minutes later, two monks dressed in deacon's robes arrived.

"Judging from the scene, it seems to be two imps with a qi realm. One of the monks was very proficient in Dao techniques, and he judged from the traces of Dao techniques left by Wang Luo and the grimace-robed young monk, "I am still using basic Dao techniques, and my cultivation is only at the level of Xiaocheng, so I judge...... At most, there is only double strength. ”

"I smell a foul smell from ghosts, people from the Imperial Ghost Sect?"

Soon, the deacon saw the young monk's right calf that had been cut off by the sword qi, and the calf had completely turned black, obviously from a long-term cultivation of a demonic path technique.

The two deacons carefully examined the incision on the calf and carefully compared the remaining spiritual power fluctuations on it.

"The power is not small, it should be left over from high-grade cultivation items such as high-quality magic weapons or rune treasures......"

With this result, the two deacons quickly reported the contents of the report......

......

"Haha!"

Escaping from the range where he might be pursued, Wang Luo's face finally showed an excited expression.

I have to say that although his own strength is not enough, he feels extremely happy in the battle of completely crushing his opponent simply by relying on foreign objects, especially the aggrieved face of the young monk before he dies, which is even more delicious.

It's as if he had just entered the game in his previous life, and he ruthlessly krypton a handful of expensive equipment, and then, he took advantage of the situation to hang the old player who had been in the pit for several years with a hammer, hammering until his mentality exploded, and hammered until he doubted his life......

After a while, he calmed down, and then took out the young monk's storage bag.

Storage bags can't be put into storage bags, so just now Wang Luo directly ripped them off and put them on his body. Using his divine sense, he erased the last trace of the young monk's imprint, and immediately after, a storage space the size of a medium-sized wooden box appeared in front of Wang Luo.

Two pieces of jade, three bottles of pills, eight basic Dao rune seals, and seven pieces of spirit jade.

These are all the gains of Wang Luo's battle.

Wang Luo first opened the pill bottle, two of which he didn't recognize, one was black and smelly, and the other was pink, exuding a strange fragrance, both of which didn't seem to be pills to improve cultivation, so Wang Luo threw them aside.

The last bottle, he knew, it was the Divine Cultivation Pill collected by Wang Luo before, the Imperial Ghost Sect, as a great sect of Imperial Ghosts, attached great importance to the cultivation of divine consciousness, so it seemed that these Divine Cultivation Pills must be one of the items purchased by the young monk on this trip.

There are a full seven Divine Cultivation Pills in the bottle, plus those in Wang Luo's hands, it must be no problem to improve your divine sense to the standard of cultivating the Void Spirit Flame.

However, just as he picked up a Divine Pill and was about to put it in his mouth, his face suddenly changed, and then, like a cannonball, he pounced in one direction.

The long sword in his hand swallowed a white air blade, and it rested on the neck of a young girl who was as white as jade.

"Good concealment, even I, who used my divine sense, didn't notice you at first. Although Wang Luo still had a smile on his face, his tone was very cold, like ice in winter.

"Give me a reason not to kill you, or you'll just hug the dirt and sleep forever in this place......"