Wow!

There was an uproar in the market, and everyone looked at the sentence in disbelief as they bent their knees in mid-air, especially some of the Punishment Authentic Sect monks, under the strange gaze of some monks around them, they almost wanted to find a hole to get into, or take the damned Punishment Authentic Sect disciple on their bodies.

"Dao...... Daoyou, the storage ring is for you, Daoyou wants to know something, and you must know everything below...... Ask your friends to be merciful and spare my life!"

The old face of the sentence was wrinkled, a handful of snot and tears, and the kowtow was like pounding garlic, and he could see that there was a fever on the face of the disciple of the Authentic Sect of Punishment on the ground.

The black robe fluttered, stretched out a hand to grab the collar of the torture weight, and flew with him to the collapsed Sword Pavilion with a thud.

"Treasure trove...... How do I open it?"

The yin sound of seeping sound lingered in the ears of the torturer like a poisonous snake, and suddenly made his pale and bloodless face tremble.

"Fellow Daoist, if I tell me how to open the treasure house, can you spare my life!"

As soon as the sentence gritted his teeth, he actually wanted to talk about the conditions.

"Say!"

The black-robed monk was noncommittal, as if through the pitch-black robe, two ghostly fires were staring at him coldly.

"That person, his name is Li Xiusheng, he is the eldest disciple of the Yi Yan Sword Sect of this generation, he is only one step away from building the foundation, he is a high-grade spiritual root qualification, he is talented, and the key to the treasure house of the Sword Pavilion in Yandu City was handed over to him by Li Zhenxiao for safekeeping!"

The sentence lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to his eyes, and his voice condensed into a sound line, which entered the black robe.

"Okay, then thank you for telling you the kindness of the torture daoist, this treasure in the Sword Pavilion treasure house, I will give you half of it!"

A gloomy voice suddenly resounded in all directions from inside the black robe, and all the monks in the city listened to it sincerely.

"Sentencing, you are looking for death!"

"Bastard!"

"You don't want to exist anymore?"

On the ground, the Yi Yan Sword Sect cultivators, who were restless, turned red and scolded one after another.

At the same time, a trace of determination flashed on the face of a Yi Yan Sword Sect monk who had reached the perfection of Qi cultivation next to the Sword Pavilion, and he slapped his palm towards his heart, and he was about to cut himself off.

"Humph!"

After the punishment was specified, the figure on the ground had long been targeted by the black-robed monk, seeing this scene, the black-robed robe only flickered slightly, revealing an ordinary face below, but a pair of eyes seemed to contain the stars, unpredictable.

Airplanes!

The monk who was about to self-destruct and break his heart was just swept by the black-robed monk, his eyes suddenly became confused, and then his body was light, and the whole person was taken into the air by him.

"Big brother!"

"Thief, let my senior brother go!"

On the ground, the eyes of the monks of the Yi Yan Sword Sect were red, and the eyes that looked at the black-robed monks were eager to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

"Sentencing, since you know that this person has a way to open the treasure house, then it's up to you to operate. Don't worry, once this matter is over, I will definitely spare your life!"

The black-robed monk threw the photographed Li Xiusheng to the side of the torturer, and the latter took it in his hand and tapped it twice, and the struggling figure suddenly stopped moving.

The face of the sentence was constantly changing, looking at the red-eyed disciples of the Yi Yan Sword Sect on the ground, gritting his teeth, pointing at Li Xiusheng's eyebrows, spiritual power poured out, and his skin was broken.

A drop of crimson soul blood was forced to be taken out, Li Xiusheng's eyes almost burst out, and he trembled as he looked at the drop of soul blood floating in mid-air, but he was sentenced to a point, and he couldn't say anything.

Swish!

The soul blood was ejected by the sentence, turned into a red line, and submerged into the collapsed half of the sword pavilion, and after a while, there was a sound of a wide arc of the mechanism.

In mid-air, a roll of black robes disappeared in an instant, and when it reappeared, it was at the bottom of the half-collapsed Sword Pavilion, in front of the treasure house with the library door wide open.

"Hahaha, Yi Yan Sword Sect, acting against the sky, rebellious and unreasonable, the world is fighting together, this matter is just a beginning.

Fellow Daoists, I will only take sixty and a half of the treasures of this treasure house, and half of them will be returned to Daoist friends, and the remaining thirty percent will be shared by you!"

The rampant and unscrupulous voice under the black robe resounded between the markets, and within dozens of miles, everyone heard of each other.

The eyes of all the monks turned red, especially the foundation building beings who were secretly spying on them, and some of them even had some gaps with the Yi Yan Sword Sect.

"Thief, look for death!"

In the crowd, an old Yi Yan Sword Sect Qi Cultivation Realm shouted and scolded, and said righteously: "My Yi Yan Sword Sect is the top of the Cangfeng Country's immortal cultivation realm, admired by thousands of factions, and it will be endless, glorious for eternity, how can you be slandered by this child!"

Also, whoever dares to stretch out his hand into the treasure house, just like this thief, will definitely be hunted down and killed by my Yiyan Sword Sect, you can weigh it up, don't lose your life for the sake of a momentary pleasure, and even affect the sect behind you!"

I have to say that these words did make many people who were about to move look a little ugly, and they couldn't help but have a hint of retreat.

"You go to die!"

Suddenly, just as the old monk was paying attention to the Sword Pavilion, a young Yi Yan Sword Sect Qi Cultivator beside him suddenly shouted angrily, pulled out a magic sword from his waist, and plunged it directly into his heart.

"Tao Dai, you're crazy!"

"What are you doing?"

The people of the Yi Yan Sword Sect around were all stunned by what he had done, and when they came to their senses, they scolded one after another.

"Hahaha, good!"

The black robe agitated, and the grim voice echoed: "Yi Yan Sword Sect is retrograde, the master and apprentice in the door are intertwined, they turn against each other, they practice demonic methods outside the door, destroy the sect, bully and scatter the cultivators, such evil sects are crooked, under the guise of the righteous path, they have been poisoned in the Cangfeng Kingdom for countless years, and now they will be destroyed by me, you can all be a witness!"

"Yi Yan Sword Sect, perverse practices, demonic cultivation methods, the world spurns, will be overturned!"

"Yi Yan Sword Sect, perverse practices, demonic cultivation methods, the world spurns, will be overturned!"

First, the young monk who stabbed the old man of the Yi Yan Sword Sect to death with the sword raised his sword and shouted, shocking the cultivators, and then, more and more monks had their eyes foggy and shouted.

"Criminals...... Why is it ......?"

The old monk's face was bloodless, his eyes were sad, and he muttered, the corners of his mouth revealing a touch of red, and his breath gradually weakened.

"Tao Dai, I'll kill you!"

Beside the young monk who raised his sword and shouted, several angry Yi Yan Sword Sect monks raised various magic weapons, as if they wanted to kill them on the spot.

Swish!

A sword flew, the wind thundered and the fire roared, the blood flashed, and a row of heads flew up, throwing a large area of blood.

Wow!

Seeing that Yi Yan Sword Sect and his party were beheaded in an instant, the market was suddenly in chaos, everyone was in danger, and there were also people with obvious ambitions who heard the words of the black-robed monk, their eyes flashed, and their minds were lively.

Before, due to the deterrence and restriction of the Yi Yan Sword Sect, there was peace and harmony in Yandu City. But I don't know how many undercurrents are surging, cause and effect grudges.

Now, the words of the black-robed monk in mid-air were like a big wave breaking the shackles that had imprisoned them, and some people's eyes gradually had some strange expressions.

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