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I don't know how long it will take to repay the debt...

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Qian Yue is also quite famous among the "notorious" black-clothed ghosts of the Xuanming faction.

This fame comes from the good results he has achieved in the sect competition over the years, and also from the strength that has grown with age.

Thirty years have passed since the last sect competition, and now no one knows what Qian Yue's specific strength is.

And as the years grow and the deadline approaches, Qian Yue's character becomes more and more withdrawn and extreme. He often retreated for several years, and if a low-level disciple angered him when he left the customs, he would inevitably suffer for a while.

Most black-clad ghosts have a strange temperament and are disgusting, and there is one main reason - they are extremely cold-blooded and love to kill.

In the previous sect competitions, the Xuanming faction would not punish the disciples of the same sect for "missing". Therefore, compared to this session, the previous sect competition was much bloodier.

Relying on their great strength and unpredictable use of spells, the black-clad ghosts are often able to easily defeat their opponents and kill them - in the past, Dabi was not strictly supervised, so they can kill people wantonly.

Of course, only about one-third of the 100 or so black-clothed ghosts maintained by the Xuanming Sect all year round like to kill, and the rest are relatively low-key and will not take people's lives easily.

But there is a wonderful phenomenon that when two black-clad ghosts meet in the ring, they will both develop a huge hatred for each other, and this hatred will drive them to kill each other with all their might.

The Xuanming Sect has held a sect competition for nearly 100 sessions, and since the existence of the group of black-clothed ghosts, there has never been a situation where two black-clothed ghosts met in the ring, but both survived.

Whenever the black-clothed ghost meets on the stage, one of them will die. This is something that the young disciples of the Xuanming Sect are particularly happy to see, and the black-clothed ghosts have also carried it out for a long time, and no one has ever flinched.

Qian Yue, who was standing in front of Li Mu at this time, was the one who liked to kill young and promising low-level disciples in the ring, and met the black-clothed ghost three times in a row and killed the enemy three times.

Qian Yue is very low-key, and his methods of killing people in the ring are also very clever, and the targets he chooses are also extremely exquisite.

Most of the disciples who died at his hands were ordinary disciples who had no backing and didn't have much talent. Qian Yue usually chooses to kill the other party with one blow, so the Xuanming Sect's monitoring envoys can't say anything after watching the battle.

Qian Yue was born with a strong hatred for a young talisman like Li Mu, who had an infinite future. If it weren't for the serious warning of the sect not to kill his fellow sect this time, he would definitely do his best to kill Li Mu.

It's a pity that now it seems that he is not only confined to the sect's commandment and cannot kill Li Mu at will, but in the face of Li Mu's strength, he has completely lost the possibility of killing Li Mu.

Even in this competition, he has almost confirmed his defeat.

Time will smooth out all the edges and corners of a person, and Qian Yue, who is already over two hundred and eighty years old, does not have any desire to win among young people. As a ghost in black, he kills people to stir up a thirst for life in his heart - this is very unacceptable logic.

Every time the black-clad ghost destroys a young and fresh life with his own hands, his desire for life will be a little greater. This desire makes them very afraid of death, and they work hard to cultivate, survive, and even if they give all their dignity, they must live to build a foundation and eventually build a foundation and live a longer life.

Therefore, for Li Mu, a talisman who could neither be killed nor defeated, although he hated it in his heart, he had lost all his fighting spirit.

Victory or defeat doesn't matter to the black-clinched, what matters is what you get after victory. They are not ashamed of failure, unless they lose something important: for example, they are in the first two hundred.

He doesn't want to lose, and he doesn't have to.

Qian Yue gasped slightly, but his face showed a bit of determination.

Li Mu was vigilant in his heart, he had also heard about the deeds of the black-clothed ghost, and knew that this was a group of people with extreme personalities, so he had to guard against this person's extreme actions.

The body of a brute demon does not represent invincible defense, even if the opponent is only in the mortal stage, it is very likely to cause him great damage.

Li Mu gently patted the storage bag and took out two spirit runes very quickly.

At the same time, more than twenty fireballs were thrown out by Qian Yue, and each fireball had a powerful Yuan Force fluctuation in it.

Li Mu's face changed, and he finally had a deeper understanding of the strength of the black-clothed ghost - in this way, a monk who could release so many spells at will, no matter who he fought with, would definitely be able to master a huge first-mover advantage, so that the opponent could only be tired of dealing with his spells.

Li Mu's heart moved, and the two spirit runes in his hands were activated, forming two blue light curtains in front of him.

The more than twenty fireballs were still under Qian Yue's control, and they did not directly hit Li Mu's water curtain, but collided with each other.

The fire vanished, replaced by a black smoke screen that suddenly erupted.

This black smoke screen suddenly appeared and enveloped Li Mu's body, his divine sense, his sight, and even the power of the demon clan's induction were greatly limited in this black smoke, and he couldn't even know what was going on three feet in front of him.

The black smoke spreads and slowly spreads, and I don't know how far it will spread.

Li Mu was extremely suspicious in his heart, but he didn't dare to act rashly for a while-at this time, it was the best choice to respond to all changes without change.

After a few breaths, there was no movement in the black smoke. Li Mu was still motionless, he maintained the water curtain around him, holding the red fire stick tightly in his hand, paying close attention to the movements around him.

After dozens of breaths, Li Mu showed a look of doubt on his face. He took a tentative step and walked forward.

The woods were still the same woods, and the strange smoke that lingered in it seemed to have faded a lot, and now Li Mu's divine sense power could detect the surrounding scenes of more than ten zhang.

There was no one around but him.

Qian Yue's figure has disappeared.

Qian Yue fled, and the previous fireball was just a trick.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that the predecessors of the sect did not mandate that a competition must be won or lost, so the weaker side chose to flee, which was also within the allowable range.

Li Mu shook his head and smiled, there was not much anger in his heart. It's just a pity that I haven't been able to really see the strength of the ghost in black.

Victory or defeat is not so important to him.

As for being teased by others, their skills are not as good as others.

He thinks that he has a flexible mind, is talented, and is good at analyzing the situation and observing words and feelings, but in the end he is still not as good as an old fox like Qian Yue, so he is put on the table by this person, but there is no need to be angry.

I'm still too young -- Li Mu thought that many of the young people who might participate in the competition would fall into the inertial thinking of the competition, and they must distinguish the winner from the loser, but they didn't know that they could run away.

Why can't you run if you can't beat it? The sect set up the ring in this 100,000 mountain to let its disciples think and use it flexibly.

Presumably, those disciples who were defeated as soon as they met would have a few points lower in the hearts of the elders of the sect.

Li Mu put away the spirit talisman, walked out of this smoke screen, and then identified a direction and walked into the distance.

......

Guo Hongming stopped by the river, still following the handsome-looking man behind her.

She turned her head, stared straight at this person, and asked, "Liu Xiaoxuan, when are you going to follow me?"

There was an aggressive tone in his tone, which was extremely unkind.

Under her gaze, the young man named Liu Xiaoxuan's face was slightly red, and he said in a weak voice: "But Senior Sister Guo, if I don't follow you, what should you do if you are in danger." ”

Guo Hongming stroked her forehead helplessly, and explained in a serious voice: "How can I tell you that you can understand? At this time, this vast area is completely under the surveillance of my high-ranking people, and it is impossible for me to encounter any danger. On the contrary, you have been following me, making it difficult for you and me to compete. If we don't get seven victories and we all go down to the first tier, what will we do?"

Liu Xiaoxuan's handsome face showed a little excitement, and he replied directly: "This is very good, when the time comes, I will accompany my senior sister to be powerful on the first layer, how happy it will be." ”

This young man looked like twenty-three or four, but his words were still innocent, I really don't know if his character is like this, or if he is duplicitous.

Guo Hongming looked extremely helpless, so she had to say viciously: "I don't want to go to the first layer, so I warn you now, if you follow me again, I will ignore you again!"

Liu Xiaoxuan's lips pursed, and his eyes showed a little grievance. He was already very delicate, and when he made such an expression at this time, his pitiful appearance looked even more charming than Guo Hongming.

Guo Hongming's eyes showed a slight look of unbearability, but she continued: "Liu Xiaoxuan, you can't follow me all the time. Even if you can stay with me now, but what about the future, what will you do in the future?"

The grievance in Liu Xiaoxuan's eyes became a little heavier, and he was about to cry-

Guo Hongming began to walk forward, and said as she walked: "Liu Xiaoxuan, you go to another direction for me now, we will meet here in ten days, if you don't get as many tokens as I do, you don't want to follow me." ”

Liu Xiaoxuan's eyes were red, and he almost burst into tears, he pursed his lips tightly, and originally wanted to continue to follow Guo Hongming. But after listening to her words, Liu Xiaoxuan retracted his steps and walked towards the lower reaches of the Lancang River.

Guo Hongming breathed a sigh of relief, but then she seemed to think of something again, and her eyes showed a little sadness again.

......

Liu Xianyuan was still drifting in the river, his sword was extremely heavy, and his weight, which made his drifting speed very limited.

He had been drifting in the river for more than ten days, but he didn't seem to plan to go ashore to obtain the sect token.

At this time, he had entered the lower reaches of the Canglan River, and every few tens of zhang, the river would fall sharply and fold into the shape of a waterfall.

These days, Liu Xianyuan has floated over thirteen waterfalls.

His brow furrowed, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

In front of him was the largest waterfall in the Canglan River. This waterfall is as high as 500 zhang, and the huge flow of river water falls high, giving birth to a huge power like thunder.

Liu Xianyuan had already heard the thunderous sound of water, his brows raised slightly upward, and slowly stretched.

......

Three days later.

Nighttime.

Li Mu's face was a little funny, looking at the person in front of him.

This person is the black-clothed ghost Qian Yue.

It turned out that three days ago, Li Mu thought that the talisman mark on the chest of his clothes was too conspicuous, so he simply changed into a black dress.

Unexpectedly, when passing through this seemingly inconspicuous forest tonight, he was attacked by the enemy again.

The black-clothed ghost Qian Yue used exactly the same technique as that day, and the fire prison instantly formed by Li Mu's side, trapping him inside.

By the light of the fire, Qian Yue also saw Li Mu's appearance clearly, and couldn't help but let out an exclamation from the tree.

Li Mu's divine sense spread out, and he also "saw" Qian Yue's appearance.

In fact, it's no wonder that Qian Yue didn't recognize Li Mulai, but as a sneak attacker, it was not easy for him to spread his divine sense to observe Li Mu's situation.

And in this extremely dark forest, only a demon cultivator with perverted eyesight like Li Mu could see the extremely distant scenes around him. Although Qian Yue's cultivation is not low, after all, he is old, and his eyes are a little difficult, because when Li Mu passed under the tree, he didn't see Li Mu's appearance clearly.

When he met Li Mu again, Qian Yue didn't think about it, so he was ready to run into the distance.

At this moment, Li Mu's words made him stop. What Li Mu said was: "I have gathered enough tokens, if Senior Brother wants to avoid me and escape, I will definitely keep tracking down Senior Brother's whereabouts, and ensure that you will not be able to challenge others and collect tokens." ”

Qian Yue couldn't help but turn around and asked him in a contemptuous tone, "What's the benefit of this?"

Standing in the fire prison, Li Mu smiled very happily: "Senior brother and I have a good fight, it is really good for me." ”

Qian Yue turned around and said with a bit of sadness in his tone: "Please let Senior Brother Li let me go, Senior Brother is extremely talented and has an unlimited future." But Senior Brother, if I can't get the top two hundred this time, I will be in danger of the end of my life--Isn't Senior Brother Li even willing to let go of a person who is about to die?"

What Qian Yue said is true, and his tone is also extremely sincere, which can easily arouse the sympathy of ordinary people.

It's just that Li Mu is not an ordinary person.

He stood in the midst of the fire, the look on his face clearly illuminated by the firelight. The corners of his mouth rose upward, revealing a mocking smile, and said mercilessly: "Are you begging me to be pitied? How many people have you killed over the years? Have you ever thought when you killed people that they were not pitiful?"

When he met Qian Yue for the first time three days ago, he could feel this person's deep malice towards him. If it weren't for the fact that his strength was inferior, the more money would have used all kinds of methods to humiliate him.

Moreover, as a demon cultivator, Li Mu could clearly smell the evil aura on Qian Yue's body - in this person's life, I am afraid that he has killed an unknown number of monks.

It is very likely that these monks include many ordinary disciples of the Xuanming Sect.

He didn't have any interest in the existence of the black-clothed ghost, he neither hated nor appreciated it, he just wanted to use the black-clothed ghost to test his strength.

The ghosts in black are a group of people who don't deserve his pity.

Or rather, no one deserves his mercy. (To be continued.) )