Walking through the passage of nothingness, Song Si stepped on the air and fell into the void.

Fortunately, Song Si had read a lot of various Xiuzhen novels in his previous life, and knew that this kind of teleportation often played some small tricks that made people fall in mid-air, so he flipped it in time, preparing to stabilize his center of gravity in the air and land on the wind.

Suddenly, an extremely fast streamer shot towards Song Si, this turned out to be a flying sword, and the monk driving the flying sword was going to cut off Song Si's head!

With a chill in his heart, Song Si turned over in the air to dodge, and when he landed, the long sword was already in his hand.

After hundreds of swords, Song Si urged the sword yuan in his body, and suddenly slashed at the flying sword.

A sword to turn into nothing!

The Yuehua sword shattered, the sword qi shot out, Song Si took a few steps back, and the flying sword in front of him also dissipated its light under his sword and fell to the ground.

Jing Yuan felt that the divine thought in the flying sword was slashed, his face turned pale, blood spurted out, and he fell from a big tree.

"Hehe, Jingyuan Daoyou, you are a master in the early stage of foundation building, and you can't even take the turtles from the outside world. Ye Yichen walked out of the tree and looked at Song Si.

Jing Yuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and wanted to communicate with the flying sword again, but there was no reaction.

"You actually cut off the divine thought in my flying sword!?" Jing Yuan knew that Song Si was not an easy person, and suddenly had the idea of retreating, there was a good shield in front of him, just the so-called Dead Dao Friend Immortal Poor Dao!

After a change of thought, Jing Yuan said sarcastically: "Hmph, today's poor Dao is planted, and this turtle will be given to you!"

After saying that, Jing Yuan took out a low-grade earth escape spirit talisman, pinched it lightly, and disappeared in place, and he didn't even bother to pick up the flying sword that fell in the grass.

Song Si glanced at the flying sword in the grass, the sword was five feet three long, just enough. With a move of his hand, the flying sword was slightly heavy, but after he injected the virtual and real sword element, the weight of this flying sword was as light as a feather.

"Turtle, are you committing suicide, or are you going to let Dao Ye and I tear you apart?" Ye Yichen took a hand, and the three-foot-long flying sword swam around him.

There was a lot of nonsense, Song Si was speechless, besides, this person was only thirty steps away from him, and he happened to be in the sword momentum field.

In the open space, the airflow suddenly changed, converging towards Song Si, and the Yin and Yang Taiji Diagram reappeared at Song Si's feet, and the sword momentum that seemed to be absent instantly shrouded Ye Yichen in it, making him stagnate.

At the same time, the Void Sword Intent condensed into a wisp of sword wire and pierced Ye Yichen's brain, causing his brain to ache and his mind to stagnate. Thanks to his strong thoughts, otherwise he would be directly killed on the spot by Song Si's sword intent.

Although he blocked the sword intent attack, it was difficult for him to take Song Si's next sword.

"No sword and no form!" Song Si left an afterimage in the same place, directly taking Ye Yichen's head, at the moment of crisis, Ye Yichen came to his senses and drove the flying sword to intercept the tip of the sword, but an invisible sword qi shot out, directly ignoring his shield, and passed through his throat.

Song Si put away his sword, quickly fell back to the same place, and looked at Ye Yichen with a smile.

"Hahaha! A turtle with no true qi, are you here to scare people with such a sword move?" Ye Yichen, who found himself unscathed, laughed wildly, ready to drive the flying sword to kill Song Si.

"Don't you understand why I don't continue to attack?" Song Si asked with a smile.

"Why?" Ye Yichen blurted out, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, there seemed to be some looming pain in his neck, which was unreasonable.

He reached out and touched his neck, wet, slimy......

"Ah......" After a terrible scream, Ye Yichen's head separated and fell into the dust.

Pity this cultivator Ye Yichen in the middle stage of foundation building, and he didn't understand who was the turtle until he died.

Song Si walked in front of Ye Yichen's body, suddenly remembered something, and shot three sword qi towards his corpse, and a terrible scream sounded in the air again.

"My sword yuan can not only hide my cultivation, but also cut the soul of the true cultivator, which is really good. Song Si put away the flying sword in his hand, and his heart was overjoyed.

After searching casually, Song Si took down Ye Yichen's storage bag, put away the flying sword, and then picked up the fragments of the Yuehua sword and prepared to leave.

Song Si looked around and found that there were many corpses and ashes of martial artists in the open space where the teleportation ended, which should have been done by cultivators who came here to intercept and kill martial artists.

They are all cultivators, they don't seek immortality, but they are here to kill people and plunder goods, Song Si doesn't understand, are these still cultivators who ask for immortals?

"Aha, forget about this fool!" Song Si whistled, and a jubilant hiss echoed in the woods not far away.

Song Si smiled indifferently, his body moved, and he arrived at the excited brown horse in the blink of an eye.

Stroking his horsehair, Song Si smiled: "You fool." ”

"Flutter, flutter. The brown horse snorted, rubbed Song Si's shoulder, turned and walked a few steps, as if to lead him somewhere.

"Oh, what good things have you found?" Song Si smiled, "Take me there." ”

In just a moment, the brown horse led Song Si to a cliff, under which there was a bottomless deep stream, and three hundred meters away was a towering cliff.

On this cliff, there is a small platform on which several red-fruited shrubs grow.

"Little tomato?" Song Si thought about it, no, this fruit is purple-red, could it be the Danguo described in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas", the Zhuguo of the legend of martial arts people?

Thinking of this, Song Si was extremely happy, he didn't expect to encounter such a good thing as soon as he came here, this is a natural treasure that can increase the skill of counting nails by eating one.

But how did it pass? Song Si was worried. Using the Pure Yang Imperial Sword Technique?Although the sword yuan that had been cultivated by cultivating the Void Sword Technique could barely be used, it was still necessary to be seriously injured again.

I had just been attacked by a cultivator, and I was seriously injured at this time, in case I met a cultivator again...... This is obviously a very unwise decision, no matter how good the treasure is, it also needs to be enjoyed by life.

Just as Song Si was thinking, he suddenly saw a stone on the platform in the distance move, and when he looked at it again, it was a stone-colored python entrenched on the platform, guarding Zhu Guo.

The black line was rooted, Song Si simply sat down, looked at Zhu Guo in the distance, and pondered.

This zhuguo must not be delicious, and the legends are all fake. But with the protection of demon beasts, this is not Zhu Guo, it is also a magical treasure.

If you can't eat grapes, you can say that the psychology of grapes is sour, Song Si vetoed self-deception and decided to come up with a way to get the Zhuguo on the other side.

If you don't take it, you will be damned!

After learning from the pain, Song Si decided to try it once!

Accepting the aura of heaven and earth, turning into a virtual and real sword yuan, Song Si's face was purple and dignified, and with a hint of his hand, the flying sword roared, emitting a faint white light, suspended by his side.

Pure Yang Swordsmanship!

Song Si stepped on the flying sword and flew towards the opposite cliff.

Shout!

Several sword qi on the flying sword shot seven inches towards the python, the python was suddenly startled, he didn't expect someone to dare to sneak attack it, and quickly retracted the snake's head into the inner circle, Song Si took the opportunity to sweep past the python's side, accepted the three vermilion fruit trees that were cut by the sword qi, and turned around and fled.

The sword qi fell on the python's body, blowing up dozens of scales, and it roared again and again in pain, and its huge body swayed, shooting down countless flowing stones, as if the mountain stone was overturned.

Zhu Guo was stolen, and the python was even more angry, and spit out three venom arrows towards Song Si, who was flying away, which was cleverly avoided by Song Si.

Song Si, who landed on the ground, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and hurriedly turned over on the horse, and the brown horse understood, and immediately took its owner to run wildly, and when the python managed to catch up on the other side, Song Si and the brown horse were already gone.

The python wanted to chase and kill Song Si, but when he thought of the two remaining vermilion trees on the cliff, he could only look angrily at the direction in which Song Si left and went back to the cliff.

"Fool, the real person is going to be turned upside down by you. Song Si patted the brown horse weakly.

The brown horse immediately stopped, walked forward slowly, and found a safe place to stop, which made Song Si breathe a sigh of relief, if he let it run for a while, I was afraid that he would no longer have the strength to take the zhu guo and eat it.

"Zhu Guo, Zhu Guo, don't let me down. Song Si spit out a mouthful of blood again, endured the sharp pain of broken tendons and veins in his body, and took out a vermilion fruit tree, on which five small purple-red fruits grew.

Song Si took one off and took it directly, and suddenly a strange warm current entered the tendons and veins, flowing into the internal organs, quickly repairing the injuries in his body.

Sure enough, it was a natural treasure, Song Si laughed, took another one and took it, turned over and dismounted, and prepared to refine the medicinal power of Zhu Guo in his body.

"Flutter, flutter!"

The brown horse was very dissatisfied with Song Si's behavior of eating alone, and promptly reminded this Zhu Guo that he should have a share of it.

"Ha, bastard, you are indispensable. After that, Song Si picked one off and gave it to the brown horse to eat.

Call!

Song Si took a deep breath, jumped onto a big tree, found a stable branch to sit down, and began to refine the medicinal power of Zhu Guo in his body. Half an hour later, Song Si felt that all the injuries in his body caused by the Pure Yang Imperial Sword Technique had been repaired, and the muscles and veins had become wider and firmer, which could be described as an unexpected joy.

At the same time, the two Zhu Guo still had a huge amount of energy left that had not been refined, and this opportunity could not be wasted, so Song Si immediately began to cultivate the "Void Sword Technique" and transformed the Zhu Guo's energy into a void sword element.

Under the impact of Zhu Guo's energy, Song Si entered the peak realm of the Great Grandmaster in a short period of time, and then advanced to the Transformation Realm with the help of the "Void Sword Technique", a sword technique that did not know the grade.

Just when Song Si was refining Zhu Guo, the scholar-like Wanling Gongzi touched the teleportation point of Jing Yuan and Ye Yichen's ambush warriors, and after seeing Ye Yichen's corpse on the ground, he was shocked: "Killing people and destroying souls, such a ruthless method, it seems that a powerful warrior has come in." ”

Gongzi Wanling was about to leave this place, when suddenly a whirlpool appeared in the void, and someone was about to teleport over. As a last resort, Wanling Gongzi hid in the dense leaves of a big tree.

If the person who comes is weak, he will kill people and plunder, and if he is strong, he will not come out or run away.

"The best time is like a dream to return to people, who has words and no intentions!" "Extraordinary Qianying, proudly posture, wearing a blue silk robe, the Demon Domain female master Yan Wuxin walked out of the whirlpool, standing in the void, not moving.

Yan Wuxin held the dust in his hand, looked at the scattered corpses of martial arts people on the ground, and frowned slightly.

Gongzi Wanling couldn't see the depth of Yan Wuxin, and he didn't dare to act rashly, but when Yan Wuxin's eyes looked at him, he couldn't hold it anymore, and the magic trick drove the flying sword in his hand to stab Yan Wuxin quickly.

"Ignorance!" Yan unintentionally swept away the dust, directly swept down the flying sword, and with a palm of his hand, the terrifying palm power directly smashed the crown of the tree, knocking Wanling Gongzi into the air.

Wanling Gongzi, who was flying upside down in the air, vomited blood, but after three breaths, he was still in the air and was shattered by the terrible palm in his body, and died on the spot.

"I'm innocent. That was his last thought.