The boundless colorful sword light bombarded Yin Buregret's body like a tide.

"Ah......" The terrible scream resounded in the sky, and in the scream, Yin Buregret's body flew backwards like a cannonball.

In the process of flying back, a large gulp of blood spurted out of Yin Buregret's mouth, and a blood-colored band of light like a rainbow appeared in the sky.

"Bang" When Yin Buregret flew some distance after that, half of his body suddenly burst open, scattering a rain of blood in the sky.

"Won't you die like this?" Yang Yibu looked at Yin Buregret, half of his body turned into a rain of blood, and with a wave of the loose sword in his hand, his body turned into a streamer, and he quickly chased after Yin Buregret.

Taking advantage of his illness and asking for his life was originally Yang Yibu's usual practice, not to mention that today Yang Yibu was determined to leave Yin Buregret's life.

"Huh" A scroll appeared out of thin air, and seeing Yang Yibu rushing to kill him, Yin Buregret endured the boundless pain, and quickly sacrificed a life-saving scroll that his master gave him.

A mouthful of blood spurted out on the scroll, and the scroll burned with a "hula".

It was just a moment of effort, and the burning scroll turned into a ball of light, which wrapped half of Yin Buregret's body, and the light flashed and disappeared into the air.

"Boom" When the light wrapped Yin Buregret just disappeared, Yang Yibu's sword that destroyed the world and killed the place where Yin Buregret disappeared.

"Yang Yibu, you wait" Yin Buregret disappeared for a while, and only then came the scene before Yin Buregret fled in the air.

"It's a pity, I still let him escape," Yang Yibu muttered dissatisfiedly as he looked at the void shattered by his own sword.

"Let's go, let's get out of this place first," Yang Yibu muttered, turning into a streamer and leaving quickly.

Eastern of the Underworld, Sword Sect.

In the midst of a huge palace of resplendent gold.

"Third junior brother, what's wrong with you" Yin Buliu looked at Yin Buliu, who was dying in the palace, and asked.

"Big ...... Big...... Brother...... Poplar...... Ib...... Carrying ...... Chongbao's head tilted, and Yin did not regret passing out.

"Yang Yibu, you are so bold, dare to kill the people of my Sword Sect, come here, pass the order, search for Yang Yibu in the entire underworld, if he dares to resist, kill him."

Yin Buliu, the senior brother of the Sword Sect, handed down the hunt and kill order.

Within a day, Yang Yib's name was known to everyone in the underworld.

In the many streets and alleys, you can hear "Who is Yang Yibu?Do you know him?Why did the Sword Sect issue a hunt and kill order?".

Yang Yibu, who was walking in a small city, naturally knew about the hunting order issued by the Sword Sect to him.

"The Sword Sect is interesting, I don't know which old immortals are still alive or not, should I pull them out of the coffin to bask in the moon."

Yang Yibu smiled wickedly as you paced idly.

Although it is said that Yang Yibu is inferior to others now, and the prestige of the past is long gone, it is not impossible to make the Zongjian Sect restless.

"Sword Sect, since you dare to issue a hunt order to hunt and kill your uncle, why are you ready to accept the uncle's wrath" Yang Yibu, who was smiling evilly, slowly paced into a restaurant in this small city.

"There is new news from the branch of the Sword Sect in this city today, if anyone provides Yang Yibu's whereabouts, the Sword Sect will reward a bottle of high-quality Qi Replenishing Pill."

Yang Yibu sat at a wine table near the window, admiring the scenery outside the window while listening to the high-minded talk of a strong man at the adjacent table.

"Martha, is your news accurate?" asked a monk to the strong man Martha, who was talking loudly.

"How can it be inaccurate, or you can take a look at the poster in front of the branch altar of the Sword Sect, but I just came back from where" Ma Da said reluctantly to the monk who asked the question.

"Let's go, let's see," one of the questioning monks stood up and walked out of the hotel.

"Let's go check it out too," a few more monks stood up and walked out of the hotel.

"Little Er, settle the bill" Yang Yibu threw a piece of spirit on the wine table, followed behind the monks, and left the restaurant with a stagger.

Yang Yibu followed the monks to a huge archway, there is a plaque above the archway, and there are seven huge gilded characters on the plaque "Zongjian Sect Yincheng Branch".

There is a small square in front of the archway, there is a plaque in the center of the square, there are rows of scrolling subtitles on the plaque, any bounty of the Vertical Sword Sect will be displayed on the subtitles, this plaque is the place where the Yincheng Branch of the Vertical Sword Sect releases news to the outside.

On the scrolling plaque, there is indeed a line of large letters: "Any monk who provides Yang Yibu's whereabouts will be rewarded with a bottle of Qi Replenishing Pill".

"Brother, do you know what Yang Yib looks like?" asked Yang Yib as he squeezed into the crowd and turned to a monk standing nearby.

"Knowing a ball, this Sword Sect is too inauthentic, only issued a bounty, but it is not accompanied by the portrait of Yang Yibu, who knows what kind of bird this Yang Yibu looks like."

The monk who was questioned by Yang Yibu was full of complaints and kept chattering.

"yes, maybe this Yang Yib is still a handsome guy in the wind of Yushu," Yang Yib muttered softly.

"Handsome ball, can there be Lao Tzu handsome," a monk answered by the side.

"Uh, dude, you're so handsome" Yang Yibu turned his head and saw a big man with a beard and a fierce face staring at him, so he hurriedly said without repeating himself.

At night, a black shadow entered the Yin City branch altar of the Sword Sect.

Before the people in the branch altar could react, the treasure house of the Yin City Branch Altar of the Sword Sect was ransacked, and the entire Yin City Branch Altar was looted so much that there was not even a pair of shorts left.

The next day, at dawn, there was an extra reward for catching thieves on the card of the Yincheng branch of the Sword Sect in the Yin City Branch, and the rewarded person Yang Yibu, if his whereabouts were found or those who captured Yang Yibu were rewarded with a golden pill period exercise.

This time, Yang Yibu's portrait was also hung out, a big man with a beard and a fierce face.

Leaving Yin City, Yang Yibu walked towards another city, Yueshan City, like a mountain tour.

"I heard that there are ninth-level Jindan stage monks stationed in the branch altar of Yueshan City, unlike Yin City, where there is only a small Jindan stage third-level monk with a group of foundation building period to garrison."

Yang Yibu shook his head and walked, taking out the news he got in Yin City for analysis as he walked.

The Sword Sect, in the golden hall.

"Report, senior brother, the Yincheng branch altar was stolen, all the treasures in the treasure house were looted, and even the clothes of all the monks in the entire branch altar were stripped away, and even the shorts were taken away."

Yin Buliu, who was drinking a little wine in the hall and watching the beautiful women dancing, received a disappointing news.

"Have you found out who did the case" Yin Buliu threw the wine glass in his hand on the small table in front of him, and after waving away the beautiful woman like a cloud, he asked loudly.

"Back to Senior Brother, it was Yang Yibu who did it, and there is a portrait drawn by everyone in the Yincheng Branch Altar after seeing it with their own eyes" The reporter saw that Senior Brother Yin Buliu was angry, and hurriedly said, and presented a painting.

"Damn, is this Yang Yibu?" Yin Buliu couldn't wait to give dozens of slaps to the reporter.

"Report, senior brother, the treasure house of Yueshan City was stolen, all the treasures were looted, not a single hair was left, the elder of the treasury and all the disciples of the branch of Yueshan City, even the shorts were taken away."

Another report interrupted Yin Buliu, who was about to get angry.

"Report ......"

"Report ......"

"Report ......"

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Within a year, the treasure troves of at least dozens of branch altars of the Sword Sect were stolen, and all the commonalities were that there was not even a single hair left in the entire branch altar, and all the monks were stripped of their shorts.

Fortunately, none of the monks were killed, and it seems that this thief only liked possessions and did not like killing.

Due to the large number of people in the various branches of the Sword Sect, the materials required were too large, which directly led to the soaring prices of the city where the theft was located, especially the shorts, which were difficult to find in a short period of time.

"Who is it, who is having trouble with the Sword Sect, he is nakedly humiliating the Sword Sect, if you steal treasures, you can steal treasures, what are you doing stealing shorts."

In the main hall of the Sword Sect, Senior Brother Yin Buliu was scolding angrily.

"Senior brother, stop your anger, after a year of investigation by all parties, I can't find out who this thief is, I'll report to the master, let the master go out of the customs and preside over the overall situation."

Yin Buliu's junior brother Yin Buliu didn't go, and said to Yin Buliu, who was walking around the hall and making noise.