A bright yellow rune paper was hovering and falling in mid-air, and it was about to fall into a mountain stream, Zhang Qu arrived with a sword, and reached out in time to catch the rune paper.

As soon as the rune paper was in his hands, Zhang Quyi recognized that this was the teleportation talisman, which was full of complex runes, and the material for drawing the talisman was obviously not cinnabar, it seemed to be the blood of some kind of animal, which contained majestic Yuan Li.

Zhang Quyi couldn't help but nod secretly, and sure enough, it was an intermediate talisman from the hand of the Jindan Period. Of course, in Zhang Quyi's opinion, the quality of this teleportation talisman is not high, if it can only be regarded as a defective product in the spirit world, a truly high-quality teleportation talisman can instantly transfer people to a distance of five hundred meters, and the guy just now only teleported out a hundred meters, which can be seen.

However, the defective teleportation charm is also a teleportation charm, which can play a great role at critical moments, Zhang Quyi smiled happily and included it in the empty bag.

He Yongnian's body fell beside the mountain stream, his whole body was scorched with electricity, his heart was pierced by a flying sword, and he was already dead and couldn't die anymore. This guy also fell into blood mold, and he was reluctant to use the second teleportation charm, otherwise he would have escaped early, and as a result, he lost his life, and the teleportation charm was cheaper.

Zhang went to take He Yongnian's empty bag, and he was not in a hurry to open it, released the magic fire to burn He Yongnian's body to ashes, and then swept the stream to wash away the traces, and finally picked up He Yongnian's flying sword and quickly left the scene.

Zhang Quyi knew that this guy's background was terrible, so he didn't dare to stay at all, if there were companions near this person, the consequences would be very serious.

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In the northeast, in the depths of the Great Xing'an Mountains, a long-bearded man in ancient costume stepped on a flying sword, holding a whisk in his left hand, condescendingly confronting the two.

There were two people standing on the rocks below, one wearing a blood-red ghost mask, exuding a fierce bloody aura, and the other wearing a golden grimace, but there was no evil qi spilling out of this person's body.

There was also a monster that looked like a dog and not a dog lurking next to the blood-colored grimace, covered in blood, with red tendons on the surface, looking very terrifying, and exuding an evil aura all over its body.

The long-bearded man was another patrolman who was already at the peak of the middle innate stage. At this moment, Zhao Sheng stared at the blood beast that looked like a dog but not a dog with a solemn expression, and asked sharply: "Where did you get such an evil beast?

The golden ghost-faced man said lightly: "Patrol, so majestic!"

Zhao Sheng's pupils shrank: "Do you know my identity?"

The Scarlet Ghostface sneered, "If we don't know your identity, why did we use all our strength to lure you here!"

Zhao Sheng's expression was a little more solemn, and he said coldly: "Okay, you and other evil demons dare to covet the Holy Realm patrol, I really don't know whether to live or die." Chop!"

Zheng Hum ......

The flying sword under Zhaosheng's feet slashed down towards the two of them on the mountain rock, and the sharp sword shot more than ten meters long.

The two ghost-faced figures quickly dodged away, and the blood beast also ran away with great cleverness.

There was a soft sound, and before the flying sword arrived, the mountain stone was split in half by the sword, leaving a sword pit more than ten meters long on the ground.

Zheng Zheng ......

The two masked men simultaneously sacrificed their long swords to attack Zhao Sheng, and the latter attacked Zhao Sheng with one enemy and two, and a flying sword made the god so powerful that he did not lose the wind at all.

"It's only this kind of ability, and it's impossible to ambush the poor road, it's a long life!" Zhao Sheng sneered disdainfully, and whisked the dust with his left hand to send the blood-colored ghost-faced man flying.

The golden grimace man snorted coldly, took out an object and threw it into the sky, but saw a cold flash in the air, and then countless sword images slashed towards Zhao Sheng like rain.

Zhao Sheng's heart was terrified, and he danced the dust to the airtight, and swept down the attacking sword shadows one after another, but those sword shadows seemed to be endless, and they were swept away, and immediately another batch was born, and they were cut down one after another.

"Thousand Shadow Sword, are you Jun Xingtian?" Zhao Sheng exclaimed in surprise.

Jun Xingtian was one of the two patrolmen who disappeared that year, and he had a magic weapon called the Thousand Shadow Sword, which could release countless sword shadows to attack each other under the urging.

The golden ghostface man ignored Zhao Sheng, and just urged the magic weapon with all his might, and the blood-colored ghostface man also took the opportunity to launch a sneak attack, the blood dog bowed his waist and heavy claws, staring at a pair of evil eyes, obviously waiting for an opportunity to launch.

Zhao Sheng resisted for a while, but calmed down, and said coldly: "You are not Jun Xingtian, the power of the Thousand Shadow Sword is more than that, you are still a little bit short." However, since the Thousand Shadows Sword has fallen into your hands, it seems that the disappearance of the two patrolmen back then has nothing to do with you. ”

"Hey, dare to say that our sect leader is not hot enough, it's really a shame, then this seat will add some material to you!" The red light flashed in the blood-colored grimace's hand, and a dark red bead shot towards Zhao Sheng.

Zhao Sheng's left hand swept the dust, boom, and the beads immediately exploded, and the incomparably strong bloody qi instantly diffused, enveloping Zhao Sheng in it.

When the cultivation reached the level of Zhaosheng, he was naturally not afraid of blood, but the sword shadow above his head instantly sucked away the evil qi, and his power suddenly increased, and the sword shadow also turned blood red.

Dangdangdang......

Zhao Sheng's flying sword was attacked by the blood-colored sword shadow, and the light began to become unstable. Zhao Sheng's mind was connected to the flying sword, and he immediately noticed that the sword body was abnormal, and it was contaminated with a trace of evil qi.

Zhao Sheng's face changed slightly, obviously his flying sword was polluted by the opponent's magic weapon, and he no longer kept it at the moment, and shouted fiercely: "Break!"

The flying sword suddenly shone brightly, and the defense was straight up for the attack, only to hear a loud sound, and the sword shadow in the sky disappeared immediately, and a small sword about a foot long fell from the air.

The golden ghost-faced man caught the little sword, his body shook, obviously injured by Zhao Sheng's full counterattack, his strength was still a little worse than Zhao Sheng.

"Let's go!" The golden ghost-faced man was also a bachelor, and when he saw that he couldn't do anything, he turned around and ran away, and the blood-colored ghost-faced man immediately fled when he saw this.

"I still want to escape!" Zhao Sheng sneered.

Wave......

The blood beast opened its bloody mouth and spewed out a blood-colored ball of light at Zhao Sheng.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!" Zhao Sheng waved his sword finger, and the flying sword slashed the blood-colored ball of light, and the remaining momentum did not decrease, killing the blood beast on the spot.

Zhao Sheng was about to pursue, but found that the flying sword was a little abnormal, and hurriedly recalled it to take a look, and suddenly his heart trembled with pain, it turned out that the blade of the sword was corroded by a small gap in the ball of light spewed out by the blood beast. Although it is not serious, it also affects the power of the flying sword, and in addition, it has to take a lot of time to re-temper and purify it because it was polluted by blood just now.

"How can this be reasonable!" Zhao Sheng was furious after the heartache, and began to chase at a fast speed.

At this moment, an object automatically flew out of the empty bag on Zhaosheng's waist and burned with a bang.

"Thousands of miles of messengers, it's not good, He Yongnian has an accident!" Zhao Sheng's face changed greatly, and the direction of the flying sword turned and galloped towards the southwest.