"Whew!"

The man facing Wu Xiaoyao was the thirteenth of Crow Castle stationed in Xiaohulu Mountain this time.

The Raven Castle Killers are so famous that only the top 10 killers have names, and the rest use numbers instead of names.

No. 13 knew everyone who entered Xiaohulu Mountain this time, and he was not the slightest surprised to see that the unfamiliar Wu Xiaoyao knew the password, and he was not the slightest surprised.

It's just that I have already taken precautions in my heart.

Sure enough, when he gave the order, the other party made a move, and he escaped with a precaution.

The thirteenth killed countless people, and even he forgot how many lives and deaths he had experienced, and he sent a signal unique to Crow Fort at the first time, believing that in the shortest possible time, the disciples of Crow Fort would be able to arrive.

All he needs to do is stall for time and hold the other person steady.

"If you dare to offend the Crow Fort and kill the disciples of the Crow Castle, even if you have ten lives, it will not be enough!"

No. 13 held the same jet-black long sword as Wu Xiaoyao, looked at Wu Xiaoyao vigilantly, and said.

Wu Xiaoyao held the jet-black long sword in his hand, danced the sword flower, and said lightly: "The disciples of the Crow Castle will kill people indiscriminately if they disagree with each other, and everyone will be punished, and those who talk a lot of nonsense will die quickly, so say less." ”

"You ......"

Thirteen's pupils shrank, and the next second his body fell to the ground, if he could look down, he would see that the heart of his chest was pierced by Wu Xiaoyao's jet-black long sword.

Wu Xiaoyao used the cloud-piercing arrow, using the Yin to Cold aura to condense into an arrow, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, to ask for the other party's dog's life.

Wu Xiaoyao put away the storage bag on No. 13, but did not get anything valuable, threw it away, and jumped onto the ancient tree.

The thirteenth sent a rescue signal before the battle, and Wu Xiaoyao knew that it would not be too long, and a large number of Crow Castle disciples had gathered around the thirteenth.

Since you're against Raven Castle, there's no need to dodge and kill them all while they're together!

Wu Xiaoyao held the trunk of the tree in his hand and controlled his breath, if the Crow Fort disciple did not raise his head, it would be difficult to find him.

In less than ten minutes, the thirteenth corpse was surrounded by Crow Fort disciples, Wu Xiaoyao used his spiritual thoughts to sweep around, and dozens of people did not have the slightest threat in his eyes.

Just as he was about to jump off the tree trunk and kill all sides, a person who quickly approached from a distance made Wu Xiaoyao cancel the thought in his heart.

"I've seen Number Four later!"

When dozens of Crow Fort disciples saw the visitor, they all bowed their heads respectfully, and none of them dared to act disrespectfully towards the visitor.

He didn't know the person who came to Wu Yao, but he knew the spiritual weapon in the hand of the person who came, and it was undoubtedly the blood sword.

Why is the Blood Sword in his hand? Could it be that on the Hulu spaceship, is it him?

Wu Xiaoyao's heart flashed for several years, and he was finally convinced that the person who came was Leng Jianxue, and the blood sword was the most suitable match for him.

Leng Jianxue didn't say a word, glanced at the blood-dripping sword in his hand, and said coldly: "None of you are his opponent in the strength of the thirteenth one-on-one, even so, the thirteenth was pierced in the heart by the other party and died, go and tell the first, you don't have to meddle in this matter." ”

"No!"

Dozens of people scattered like fleeing for their lives, Leng Jianxue slowly closed his eyes, and said in an emotionless tone: "I recognize your breath, come out!"

Wu Xiaoyao was surprised in his heart, he was experienced in battle, and he didn't have any fluctuations in his heart because of Leng Jianxue's words.

"The breath is well hidden, and ordinary people will not find it.

There is a coldness in you, a coldness that penetrates deep into your bone marrow that you can't control, and I happen to remember that.

On the Hulu, you let me get the murderous weapon I dreamed of, show up!"

Wu Xiaoyao's underestimation of Leng Jianxue made him suffer, and he jumped off, although it was the second time they met each other, it was really the first time they looked at each other face-to-face.

Leng Jianxue's name is very poetic, but it gives people a sense of crisis at the edge of the iceberg, he is very cold, so cold that you don't dare to look directly at him.

Wu Xiaoyao looked through Leng Jianxue's eyes, and there was a piercing chill in his eyes, but he caught a knowing smile from the piercing chill.

This feeling is very wonderful, they don't speak to each other, they just look at each other, Wu Xiaoyao seems to feel that although the two of them have not moved, the battle has already started.

Leng Jianxue is a sharp blade out of the sheath, sharp and piercing, Wu Xiaoyao's body is not limited to the yin to cold aura, and the confrontation between the two souls is rare.

Wu Xiaoyao had an illusion in his heart, Leng Jianxue could be described as invulnerable, he stood there without moving, but his competitive heart was like an extremely sharp sword, so that you didn't dare to underestimate it!

Leng Jianxue exuded belligerent intent towards him, and did not have the slightest killing intent, and Wu Xiaoyao was the same.

Although the two met for the second time and faced each other for the first time, they had a feeling of sympathy.

"The seven innate magic weapons of Hulu Mountain, Crow Castle are very important, the first master of Crow Castle No. 1 personally leads the team, stay away, otherwise your life is in danger!"

As soon as Leng Jianxue's words came out, Wu Xiaoyao grinned, at this moment, Wu Xiaoyao knew that the indifferent man standing in front of him was a friend and not an enemy!

"Where there is danger, I like to post it, and the innate magic weapon is only based on chance, and I will not give up. ”

Leng Jianxue looked at the Dripping Blood Sword with cherished eyes, slowly turned around, and said, "The Dripping Blood Sword is a killing weapon, but he is spiritual, and the next time we meet, I will not use the Dripping Blood Sword to fight against you." ”

The next time we meet, there will be a fight!

The agreement between men is so delicate!

"Good!"

Wu Xiaoyao naturally understood the meaning of Leng Jianxue's words, the battle was on the one hand, and the deeper meaning was to keep him alive.

Staying, about to fight against Crow Castle No. 1, Leng Jianxue was quite dignified when he mentioned No. 1, and he must be a powerful and hot player.

Leave?

Wu Xiaoyao didn't think about it at all, and he wouldn't think about it, if he left in a crisis, would he still be Wu Xiaoyao?

Wu Xiaoyao's personality determines that the battle between him and Raven Castle is only the beginning......

......

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

Wu Xiaoyao shuttled on the small gourd mountain, and when he saw the disciples of the Crow Castle, he would be like a tiger and a leopard preyding, and he must be killed with one blow.

Gradually, Wu Xiaoyao couldn't find a chance to fight against the Crow Fort disciples alone, and on the huge small gourd mountain, the Crow Fort disciples seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

In the next few days, no one could be seen or touched on Xiaohulu Mountain, which made Wu Xiaoyao feel more and more that the crisis was slowly approaching.

At night, Wu Xiaoyao forgot that this was the first time he chose the cave.

The small gourd mountain is not big or small, there are countless caves, Wu Xiaoyao will always choose different caves in the middle of the night, maybe only in this way, Wu Xiaoyao can practice with peace of mind all night.

Wu Xiaoyao prefers the popular Little Hulu Mountain, where the disciples of Crow Fort walk around, and he is like a fish in water when he moves.

When there were no disciples of Crow Castle, Wu Xiaoyao stood from the dark to the light.

The disciples of Raven Castle hid in the shadows, baring their fangs, waiting to deal a fatal blow to him.

Danger lurks, and it may not be an ambush from all sides.

Wu Xiaoyao has some plans in his heart, the innate magic weapon has not moved, he must hide it, if he does not take the initiative to appear, at least in the dark.

Wu Xiaoyao, who had nothing to do, sorted out the storage bag and storage ring, and whenever he saw countless ninth-level pills, the Ancient Desolate Beast Essence Yuan Dan, he felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction in his heart.

On the way to cultivation, the importance of resources is comparable to talent, and the resources are abundant, which also makes Wu Xiaoyao's cultivation unscrupulous.

"What is this?"

Wu Xiaoyao picked up a worn-out bamboo slip, and after thinking about it carefully, he remembered that it was given by the enthusiastic man.

"It's time to clean up, it's okay anyway, let's see if we can unravel this broken bamboo slip. ”

The enthusiastic man said that he had failed to crack the bamboo slip with a lot of methods, and Wu Xiaoyao remembered this sentence, but just smiled politely.

Broken bamboo slips, is there still a treasure?

Wu Xiaoyao played with the bamboo slips, and scanned the spiritual thoughts, and immediately noticed that there was a layer of shackles on the bamboo slips.

The shackles must be broken in order to see the true face of Lushan Mountain in bamboo slips.

Wu Xiaoyao became interested, urging the yin to cold aura in his body to impact the shackles held on the bamboo slips.

Rumble!

Rumble!

The silent roar seemed to sound in Wu Xiaoyao's ears, and several sprints to the shackles were in vain.

"Interesting, this shackle of broken bamboo slips is too difficult to deal with!"

Wu Xiaoyao is bent on breaking the shackles and pranayama to its heyday, intending to break the shackles in one go.

Rumble!

After a loud bang, Wu Xiaoyao Lingnian probed the bamboo slips, and the smile on his face froze.

The shackles inside the bamboo slips are still there!

The blow of all the aura was struck with all the effort, and it only wore off one-tenth of the thickness of the shackles.

"Good fellow, I don't believe it yet. ”

Wu Xiaoyao was energetic, pranayama, devouring the ninth-level elixir, and impacting the shackles of bamboo slips.

Repeat the process of constantly impacting the shackles of bamboo slips......

It was dawn, and Wu Xiaoyao got carried away all night to impact the bamboo shackles.

Bang!

"Hahaha, it's finally done!"

After a night's hard work, when the first morning sun swept outside the cave after dawn, Wu Xiaoyao completely broke through the shackles of bamboo slips.

Wu Xiaoyao first took the ninth-level elixir for pranayama, and after a night of boring repetition, Wu Xiaoyao vaguely noticed that the Yin to Cold aura in his body was at least one percent higher.

The aura in the body is the process of compression, saturation, and compression, and only when it is compressed to a certain point can we have the opportunity to step into the next realm.

"This ...... I...... Grass...... Ahh

After Wu Xiaoyao Lingnian entered the bamboo slip, he couldn't help but burst into a foul language, just because he couldn't help it.

The content recorded in the bamboo slip gave Wu Xiaoyao too much shock, and the broken bamboo slip hides a shocking secret!

"The source of the bloodline has been inherited for thousands of years, and the purest power in the world can only go further on the path of cultivation by absorbing the source of the bloodline and integrating it into the body. ”

The things recorded in the bamboo slips are simply shocking, which can't help but remind Wu Xiaoyao of the great demon god Ape Caesar.

The Great Demon God Ape had the Great Demon God bloodline, and at that time, one-tenth of the Great Demon God bloodline power was integrated into his body.

In other words, although he was a human being, after possessing one-tenth of the bloodline source power of the Great Demon God's bloodline, his physical strength and defense had reached the point of defying the sky.

Not to mention ordinary sword spirit weapons, even if they surpass the best spirit weapons and store zài earth-grade spirit weapons, it will be difficult to hurt him in the slightest.

The human body is too weak compared to the ancient spirit beasts, demonic beasts, and desolate beasts that have the source of bloodline.

The body is like a bottle, the soul is the water in the bottle, and if the bottle is broken, the soul will be dispersed.

The physical body is the foundation of a cultivator, and the most important thing is that only when the physical body is strong enough can the path of cultivation go further.

The knowledge in the bamboo slips opened a window for Wu Xiaoyao, an unknown vast world that he had never touched or thought about.