Two full moons hang on the sky, with mist and mist. Not far away, beasts sing and insects roaring, and the light is hazy, just like a fairyland.

A blurry thin figure, led by a golden sword light, slowly flew up against the cliff like a gecko. This person was Wang Yue.

On the top of the cliff, a cultivator with small eyes, with short beards, looks about thirties, and is undergoing daily practice.

The short-bearded cultivator is already a young master at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage. If he had not violated the sect rules and was forced to enter the feed field to serve in traits, he might have already practiced to the tenth level of the Qi Refining Stage. At this level, there is a great opportunity to enter the inner sect and become a true disciple of the Spirit Beast Sect.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and a flash of light flashed, staring at the edge of the cliff.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that your spiritual sense was so sharp! I admire you!" Wang Yue laughed loudly, flew up the cliff with his sword, and stood three meters away from the short-bearded monk.

"Oh? It turns out to be Junior Brother Wang Yue. Zhang Chengyu is looking for your whereabouts all over the world. I didn't expect you to jump out and die! Kill you, you will get a first-level magic weapon. That is a real magic weapon, not something that the talisman can compare with." The short-bearded cultivator narrowed his eyes, looked at the golden sword in Wang Yue's hand, and showed a cautious look on his face. He flipped his hands and took out three bursting flame talismans from the storage bag, hiding his palms.

"Magic weapons are good things, and they must be useful!" Wang Yue said with a smile, "Senior brother, please hand over the beast feeding card and all the spirit stones on you. I will spare you, how about it?"

"Hahaha, what a big tone! You want to spare me, I still want to kill you!" The short-bearded monk laughed in anger, as if he had heard some big joke. This mere young monk at the second level of the Qi Refining Stage dared to rob him with shameless words.

Before he finished speaking, the short-bearded monk smashed the three flame talismans in his palm at Wang Yue.

Wang Yue flashed and flew into the sky with his sword. At the same time, a colorful light shot out from his eyebrows, which struck the neck of the short-bearded monk with lightning speed.

"This is...this is..." The short-bearded monk covered his neck, his eyes showing an incredible terror. Blood spurted out with a loud spurt, and a huge spurt, pushing his head into the sky and falling off the cliff.

"Hehe, the tenth!" The sword spirit opened the storage bag on the corpse, frowned, and shouted with a bitter face, "It's too poor, there are only three spirit stones, which is far from enough for me to consume!"

He muttered dissatisfiedly, and it turned into a big mouth, swallowed the three low-level spirit stones, then spit out the residue, and flew back to Wang Yue's eyebrows.

Wang Yue looked at Jian Ling worriedly and found that Jian Ling's condition was getting worse and worse. Except for the murder and robbery, he was lying listlessly in Niwan Palace, drowsy.

Three months have passed since the agreement on the division of spoils. During this period, Wang Yue robbed ten cultivators, but only obtained 45 low-level spirit stones in total. These outer disciples were too poor, and Wang Yue would be embarrassed to take action. If it weren't for the expression of killing Wang Yue to receive the reward every time during the robbery, Wang Yue wouldn't have killed him so peacefully.

Wang Yue put away the storage bag on the short-bearded monk's body and hung it around his waist. He was about to leave, but he heard a dangerous storm coming from behind.

With a whimper, a jade talisman exploded behind Wang Yue. The scorching flame pushed him down. The stolen protective jade on his body shattered with a "bang" and lost its function.

Wang Yue coughed out a small mouthful of blood and found that the location where he was standing had exploded into a deep pit. If it weren't for the protective jade talisman, he would have died now.

"Hmph, I didn't expect that you, a waste, would have a protective jade talisman! But when you meet me today, you are dead." An old man with a round face walked out with a gloomy face. He looked about sixty years old, with gray hair and a twilight age.

"Who are you? Do you want to kill me too?" Wang Yue turned his mind and communicated with the sword spirit with his mind at the same time, but the sword spirit was actually drowsy at this time and narrowed his eyes.

"In terms of seniority, I am your senior brother! It's a pity that you offended someone you shouldn't have offended, so you're dead!" The old man glanced at the headless corpse not far away, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"It was Zhang Chengyu who asked you to kill me?" Wang Yue stared at the old man's eyes with a smile and asked, "What benefits does he give you?"

"A Qingyun Pill can help me rise from the eleventh level of the Qi Refining Stage to the twelfth level." The old man's eyes showed a crazy heat. At his age, he would have more chances to successfully build the foundation. If he had reached the peak of Qi Refining Stage one year earlier, he would have difficulty reaching the foundation-building stage.

"Qingyun Pill, after taking it, the cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage can be promoted to the next level. The Zhang family is indeed willing to spend money. But is my little life worth this Qingyun Pill?" Wang Yue smiled on the surface and chatted with the old man, but he was yelling anxiously in his heart, asking the sword spirit to cheer up and don't sleep at this time, otherwise he would be dead. This old man is a master of the 11th level of the Qi Refining Stage. With his own skills, he can't stop it.

"In my opinion, your life is not even worth a low-level spirit stone! However, Zhang Chengyu has been looking for you for more than three months but has not found you. He is anxious, so he thinks it is worth it!" The old man said slowly, slapped the storage bag, and a flying sword flew out, a first-level flame sword, radiating a red halo.

Wang Yue slapped the storage bag and grabbed an attacking talisman, including lightning talisman, wind blade talisman, flame talisman, earth thorn talisman, and vine treasure... These talismans were all things he robbed, and he didn't feel sorry for using them when he was saving his life.

As soon as the spiritual energy was urging, he secretly recited the spell of the word "ji". More than a dozen talismans in his hand flashed and shot towards the place where the old man stood.

Wang Yue didn't even look at it, and turned around and jumped off the cliff.

boom!

The flames were surging, the lightning was shining, the wind was gushing, and the soil and sand were everywhere, forming a huge mushroom cloud, breaking the cliff, and huge stones fell down, and the mountains collapsed and the ground broke.

The old man roared angrily and came out of the smoke and dust. A small bronze tripod hung above his head, creating a blue light shield, which wrapped his body firmly inside. However, the blue light shield was flickering, and waves of explosive airflow hit the light shield. With each impact, the light shield faded a little.

"Junior, you are so cruel!" The old man was extremely angry, and was blown away by more than a dozen talismans, his face flushed, and his mind was already traumatized. He could not understand why the outer trash trash that had just entered the Spirit Beast Sect had so many attacking jade talismans. This attacking jade talisman is several times more expensive than auxiliary jade talismans such as the divine move talismans.

The old man cursed loudly and chased the mountain with his sword. Under the moonlight, the golden flying sword used by Wang Yue was extremely dazzling.

Wang Yue had already flew ten miles away and shouted the name of the sword spirit.

"Golden Wheel, hey, what's wrong with you? Wake up and wake up? You can't sleep at this time. Someone wants to kill me?"

"Wake up, I still owe you dozens of spirit stones. Didn't you say that you would kill one person and receive ten spirit stones?"

"Hey, I beg you. At worst, you can help me after this time. I won't let you help. I'll find a cave to live in seclusion and practice..."

"It is better to begging for yourself than asking others. The ancients did not deceive me! Jin Wheel, you have harmed me!"

The prohibitions on the sword spirit golden wheel kept flashing, like locks, wrapping them tightly. It now looks like a small sword and cannot change anymore. He said weakly: "I seem to have forgotten that today is the day when the prohibitions are crisscrossed once every twelve years. It will consume a lot of sword energy inside and outside my body. I can't hold on anymore, as if I'm sleeping... What did you say just now? There is a strong enemy? You can try it, maybe you can swing another sword..."

Wang Yue was overjoyed and quickly said yes. When the flying sword turned around, he turned around and rushed towards the old man three miles behind him.

The old man was stunned, then was overjoyed, and activated the flying sword, and a sword energy slashed at Wang Yue's head.

Wang Yue flashed and avoided it. Before the old man could attack again, the flying sword shook and the accompanying skills were activated. A dazzling golden light shone from the flying sword, as dazzling as the small sun, illuminating the surroundings as daytime.

The old man's eyes turned black and he lost Wang Yue's figure, and a trace of danger suddenly flashed in his heart.

At this time, Wang Yue had already flew behind the old man and slashed at the old man's body with a sword.

With a tingling sound, the small body-protecting tripod shone brightly and blocked the sword.

The old man was shocked and angry, and a long roar was heard. The skill attached to the first-level flying sword was activated, and the sea of ​​fire burned the sky! The name was extremely arrogant, but it only emitted a red flame of two feet in a radius.

Wang Yue couldn't retreat, and with a thrust, he was swept by the edge of the flame, burning his hair and eyebrows, and his white face was as dark as charcoal.
Chapter completed!