The steel knives in the hands of the three black-clothed killers were cold, and their fierce eyes swept back and forth in the forest. One of them said: "Manba, Zhenlei, you two go over there to have a look, once there is a trace of that kid, immediately warn, I will make it convenient here." "Obviously, this black-clad killer is going to be searched separately from the other two black-clad killers.

The black-clothed killer who was called the Brute Eight didn't care, muttered a few words in his mouth and then asked: "I said Brother Qiu, the price of this person is too much worse than Ji Yingying, why do our three buddies waste so much effort to chase it?"

The black-clothed killer who was called Brother Qiu immediately patted Manba on the shoulder and reprimanded: "You brainless thing, Ji Yingying is our leader, how can it be our turn? This is a big deal, as long as you kill Ji Yingying, you can get 500,000 spars, according to the intelligence, most of the escort strength of the family sending team sent by the Ji family this time is at the rank of martial artist, and there is almost no threat to us, not to mention that the life of an ordinary Ji family guard cultivator is also worth 50,000 spars." ”

Manba immediately understood, and said with a smile: "It's really not that difficult, but the boss behind us is really generous, but he has invested a lot of money!

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, you don't know the rules of the industry, the person behind the scenes is only known to our leader. Ji Yingying's bounty, let's not think about it, as for the others, everyone is earning to earn spars, if you can earn one, of course you can earn one, go quickly. The black-clothed killer called Brother Qiu urged impatiently.

Manba and Zhenlei also stopped talking, and searched forward according to Brother Qiu's instructions.

Long Xu listened to the words of the three black-clothed killers so earnestly, and said secretly in his heart that he didn't expect your Ji family to have today, it is best to slaughter Ji Yingying's little girl to save trouble in the future. However, if this Ji Yingying puts aside her personality and is an out-and-out stunning beauty in appearance, she can touch a man's nerves with every move.

Not far away, Qiu Diao was releasing the pressure in his body freely, and the whole person was completely relaxed, humming an unknown little song in his mouth, completely unaware that the god of death was gradually approaching him.

Whoosh! A figure jumped up from the grass like lightning and punched Qiu Diao in the chest. Caught off guard, Qiu Diao was immediately knocked out by this force, and slammed into a big tree, spitting blood from his mouth.

"Damn, which bastard dared to sneak attack your Uncle Qiu, I'm really impatient!" Qiu Diao scolded in his mouth.

"Hmph, who told you to come and chase me without knowing whether you are alive or dead, then I just have to be sorry for you. Long Xu's eyes were as cold as ice, and his tone was soft but with a bit of murderous intent.

Brother Qiu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, calmed down and struggled to get up, stared at Long Xu viciously, and said: "There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door in hell to break in, it seems that the spar is going to come to the door automatically!" In the blink of an eye, the long knife in his hand had slashed three times in a row, and the blade slashed at it with a whining sound.

At this time, Long Xu's hard practice in the sect played a great role, although he did not have the aura when he practiced, but Long Xu has always insisted on practicing, the reason is that Long Xu firmly believes that after his own hard practice, he can exercise and even transform his body to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, but he didn't expect fate to play a joke on him, and now Long Xu can not only gather reserves of objective aura, but also consciously control to absorb the aura of others.

I saw that Long Xu moved quickly, his body soared into the air, and he jumped in mid-air three times in a row to avoid the bombardment of the sword, and at the last moment, a fist-sized stone flew out diagonally, drawing an arc in the air to take Brother Qiu's face. Brother Qiu didn't care too much, the body of the knife shook and the stone flew out, and he smiled contemptuously in his mouth: "The little ghost who didn't know how to use the stone to deal with me!" But the next moment he was extremely frightened, and a huge fist wind followed one after another.

The fist wind struck on the knife body, making a loud groan, although Long Xu didn't have any good martial arts at the moment, but after all, he had the aura energy of the martial artist rank on his body, and combined with the basic skills he practiced weekdays, this punch was also very powerful.

This majestic force shook Brother Qiu's arms numb, his face flushed, and the corners of his mouth continued to overflow with blood, and he even began to doubt the authenticity of the information, because now he was facing a Ji family guard who was not a martial artist at all. Brother Qiu was enraged, and immediately rushed towards Long Xu, with a gust of wind around him, sweeping the stumps and broken leaves, and the long knife of the snow slashed out a meteor-like knife that dragged the long tail light. Long Xu's expression remained unchanged in the face of such a powerful force, and he poured all his body strength into his right fist, and then fought hard with the power of the forward rush.

Boom! The fist burst out with dazzling light, and the two powerful and incomparable forces intertwined in the air, constantly dissolving, and the sword shattered inch by inch, sprinkling dazzling scattered light, and finally completely returned to nothingness. Under Brother Qiu's carelessness, Long Xu's fist was fierce, breaking through all barriers all the way, and slammed into Brother Qiu's chest.

The crisp sound of bone cracking sounded, and even though there were seven or eight ribs in Brother Qiu's chest, the sharp broken bones pierced through the chest, revealing a few bloody white bones outside, which was terrifying. Long Xu didn't intend to give Qiu Diao any respite, and in the blink of an eye, he stepped forward and continuously bombarded Qiu Diao's chest with a huge fist, and after several impacts of the power of the waves, Qiu Diao flew into the air like a broken kite. The chest was already in a mess, and the great impact pushed Qiu Diao's bulky body out of more than ten meters, and even broke several big trees during the process, and died tragically on the spot.

Long Xu looked at it with satisfaction, quickly stepped forward and picked up the long knife on the ground and searched Qiu Diao's bag, and got some elixirs to replenish spiritual energy and a lot of money, all of which naturally fell into Long Xu's bag. For cultivators, the elixir that replenishes spiritual energy is the best food, and it is very precious. Subsequently, Long Xu quickly disappeared in place, and soon more people in black would come over here, so Long Xu did not go far, but hid and wanted to sneak attack to win.

Sure enough, after a while, Manba and Zhen Lei followed the sound and rushed over, and found that the two of them had a solemn face on the dead Brother Qiu, but the two did not put on a fighting posture to guard the surroundings, in the consciousness of the two of them, the Ji family guards were in a hurry to flee for their lives at the moment, and now even if they killed Brother Qiu, they would have fled a long time ago, and it was impossible for them to stay in this vicinity.

Manba looked at Brother Qiu's corpse and said to Zhen Lei: "Brother Qiu's cultivation should belong to the martial artist rank with the cultivation of the Ji family's guards, how could he be killed so quickly, could it be that the intelligence is wrong?" In Manba's opinion, even in the same rank, killers like them have an advantage in that kind of decisive character, and they have rich experience in facing the enemy, so it is unlikely that they will miss so easily.

Zhen Lei's tone was light, and he said coldly: "Maybe Brother Qiu was careless and was attacked by someone, let's be careful, but I believe that the Ji family guard who fought against Brother Qiu must also be injured." Manba was noncommittal, and a cold murderous aura appeared all over his body, and said, "That person must be broken into ten thousand pieces!"

The two of them followed the trail of the overwhelmed vegetation and walked quickly into the depths of the forest, unbeknownst to them, a pair of cold eyes were watching them not far away, like beasts waiting for the right time to catch their prey. As they got closer and closer to the center of the jungle, a cool air came over them. Manba, Zhen Lei's heart tightened, and before he had time to think and turn around, he slashed out with one sword, and the bright sword cut through the sky to illuminate the area behind them, and as a result, there was nothing except the shadows of the trees and the messy weeds.

"We're so nervous, a stinky brat should make us so tired!" Manba scolded in a low voice with a calm face, and then sat down on the ground, took out a few pieces of meat from the baggage, drank the spirits, and ate it in a big gulp. After a lot of tossing and turning this night, the two of them were indeed a little tired, and their stomachs were hungry. Zhen Lei slapped the grass a few times with a steel knife aimlessly and was about to sit down, but at this moment, a sudden change protruded, and a knife appeared out of thin air and slashed at Zhen Lei's shoulder. Poof! Zhen Lei's right arm was slashed off by the knife shoulder-to-shoulder, and waves of blood erupted from his broken point.

"Ah......h Manba was in a huge panic and hurriedly threw away the food in his hand and reached out to touch the long knife beside him, but a lightning-like knife burst through the air, and at the last moment, he had no choice but to roll sideways and roll out a meter.

The brilliant sword slashed impartially on the steel knife on the ground, splashing a spark. Long Xu held a long knife in his hand, his eyes were as sharp as a blade, and the corners of his mouth outlined a cold smile, and said, "The two of you are so interested, drinking wine and eating meat here." ”

"It's you! You killed Brother Qiu?" Manba's eyes darkened, and he pointed at the other party's arm and trembled a little. Long Xu neither affirmed nor denied it, and then slowly stepped forward and walked towards the two, Manba and Zhenlei were shocked by Long Xu's domineering momentum and were subconsciously forced to take a few steps back. Suddenly, Long Xu's speed increased to the limit, and it slammed into Zhen Lei's body like a rainbow.

Bang! Zhen Lei suffered a heavy blow again, the whole person flew out diagonally, sprinkling a poignant blood mist in mid-air, before the figure landed, Long Xu had already rushed to catch up, his feet stepped on Zhen Lei's chest, and then the body sank suddenly, and a huge mountain of power poured out, together with Zhen Lei under his feet fell sharply downward. Click, click

Seeing that the situation was not good, Manhachi took out a dagger from his boot and swiped it in the air a few times, without the slightest stagnation under his feet, constantly changing his position. I saw Long Xu draw a few times in the void, and a few bright halos appeared in the air towards the barbarian eight, and the barbarian eight did not dare to be careless, and quickly condensed a spiritual aura shield with his left hand, ready to fight a strong blow. After a few explosions, Manhachi was overturned by the majestic force, and rolled in mid-air for several weeks before falling to the ground, breaking several teeth, looking embarrassed.

After a few simple encounters, Manba finally found that the young man in front of him was definitely not as simple as the information he had seen, and he could easily shake himself even under his own cultivation level, so he thought of fleeing for the first time. Just as Manba wanted to rush into the boundless darkness through the hazy night, a cold light behind him pierced his abdomen like a shadow, and blood gushed out of the dark blood hole. When Manhachi was dying, his left hand quietly went deep into the bag and triggered the tracer bullet.

A brilliant beam of light pierced the sky and soared straight into the sky. Long Xu obviously didn't expect that there was such an object in the other party's pocket, so he immediately changed color and kicked out a leg gang. Bang! The leg gang hit the strong body of the man, and his body was also broken in two, and a burst of blood mist drifted around him. After the death of these two people, the aura they exuded was also absorbed by the magical round stone and integrated into the small puddle of cobblestone space, plus Qiu Diao who had killed before, the puddle had obviously expanded a little.

Long Xu discovered the secret, absorbing the aura of a cultivator of the same or lower level as his own, the puddle would not change too obviously, but if he absorbed the aura of a cultivator of a higher rank than himself, the range of the puddle would increase significantly. This should be closely related to the cultivation of the cultivator at the time of death, and the role of the depleted area in the cobblestone should be to store these powers, and when he is injured, he will release it to repair his body, of course, all this is just Long Xu's own speculation, and he is not very clear about the many secrets of cobblestone. Only now it is certain that the puddle in the cobblestone is the condensed liquid aura. Thinking of the vast liquid aura that had once filled the million-kilometer area of the cobblestone space, Long Xu could hardly suppress the ecstasy in his heart, because he couldn't imagine what a huge power it would represent.

Since Manba sent out a tracer bullet warning at the last moment, Long Xu knew that he must not stay nearby, and the many black-clothed killers outside must still be chasing and killing the Ji family guards, and he didn't want to be buried with the Ji family guards. Fortunately, there is the cover of the night, and it is a breeze to hide in the dense forest, because Long Xu's opponent is the black-clothed killer of the martial artist rank the most, although there are several black-clothed killers of the martial arts rank, but the cultivators of this rank have just generated divine consciousness, and the range that can be perceived is only ten zhang, and beyond ten zhang, they can only rely on the five senses of people. The range of a cultivator's divine consciousness that has reached the rank of the Martial Sect will be expanded to fifty zhang, and the higher the rank, the stronger the divine sense, and the wider the coverage, while in the same rank, the length of time for the cultivation of the rank determines the degree of divine consciousness acuity.

The length of the sword or sword that can be generated between different ranks is also different, the sword rays of the martial artist rank are three zhang, while the cultivators of the martial arts rank have the ability to produce five zhang sword rays. Although the length of the sword is the same in the late stage and the early and middle stages of the same rank, the former must be able to smash the latter's sword ray, and there is a huge gap in the power that can be mobilized between each rank, and of course the gap between different ranks is even greater. In this world where the strong are respected, the cultivation of cultivators represents their status and status, and they can enjoy treatment that ordinary people can't enjoy, especially those ancient cultivation families and major ancient sects, and even the Peacock Dynasty sometimes woos them.

Long Xu hid in a cave like a lone wolf, holding the space ring in his hand that he had collected from the black-clothed killers of the Barbarian Eight, and after rummaging through it, he found a few useful things, a large pile of hedrons and some food, and the others were some miscellaneous things, which had no special use. Long Xu belonged to an insignificant kind of person in this world, and it was impossible for the Sky Splitting Sword Sect to send him a space ring, let alone hold a large amount of property, so the loot seized from the black-clothed killers of the Barbarian Eight brought Long Xu a great surprise. In fact, Long Xu now has a huge space in the magical round stone, but at present, he is not familiar with the magic round stone, and he does not have the ability to refine the round stone, so he can't use it.

In the Yuanyang world, the common currency is the spar (the crystal source can obtain a certain amount of spar by exchanging it in proportion to the money bank. Of course, this money village was established or specially designated by the Peacock Dynasty in Yuanyang all over the world), and the income of an outer disciple of a small sect like Long Xu is at most a thousand spars a month, plus the deduction of the sect elders and other inner disciples, there is not much money left in the year, and there are at least 100,000 here, which is equivalent to his income for ten years. But the most important thing at the moment is to fill his stomach, Long Xu felt that he hadn't eaten anything for a long time, so he immediately gulped down those pieces of meat, raised his head and drank the whole pot of spirits.

After gobbling up for a while, Long Xu wiped his mouth with satisfaction and touched his stomach, and muttered: "I'm finally full, I didn't expect this guy to be a rich man and bring so many things out." What Long Xu didn't know was that these killers would often lie dormant in the same place for ten days and half a month, so they would prepare a lot of food for emergencies before setting off, so there was plenty of food in the space ring. After eating and drinking, Long Xu sat cross-legged in this dark cave, and after a few weeks of running the spiritual energy in his body, the previous fatigue disappeared completely, and he felt refreshed. Now that he is in danger, Long Xu knows that he must not fall asleep, otherwise he will not know what is going on if he loses his head.

Long Xu closed his eyes and stared, his keen divine sense constantly scanning the surroundings, and any wind and grass within ten zhang was under the monitoring of his divine sense. Suddenly, a figure stumbled from a distance in the moonlight, breathing extremely heavily, and pressed his left hand on his shoulder, obviously suffering a minor injury. Long Xu's divine sense had already realized it, he suddenly opened his eyes and walked silently out of the cave, and at the moment before the moon hid in the clouds, he saw the person clearly, wasn't that face full of flesh the bald guard of the Ji family?