"Don't run." Above the streets of Gulin City, a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building was driving a shield under his feet and flew in the air, while a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building was chasing him with a flying sword.

After all, the cultivation level of the early stage of foundation building was a little poor. After a while, the middle stage of foundation building cultivator was caught by the middle stage of foundation building, and was cut in half by the flying sword. The body fell on the street, and blood rained. The middle stage of foundation building cultivator came down to pick up magic weapon shields and storage bags, and then drove the flying sword and left quickly.

The cultivators scattered on the street just watched coldly, and then thought that nothing had happened. There was a corpse on the street. After a moment, several people came out of nowhere, took away all the shoes, hats and clothes on the corpse, and took away the corpse.

Similar things happen almost a few times a day, and you will get used to it when you stay on the Island of Chaos for a few days. Seeing this scene, Fang Yi and the little devil of Long Wanda just shook their heads gently. This is such a lawless place.

A cultivator in the early stage of foundation building can find a remote island in Lianyun Sea to survive, but in the Island of Chaos, it is only the bottom level. As long as there is something that others can take a little attention, it will immediately cause a murder.

Fang Yi and Long Wanda Little Demon King came to the wine shop yesterday again. They asked for two pots of wine on the open-air street corner and sat down. While drinking, they watched everything happening on the street. At this moment, two cultivators strode and sat on another table.

"Boss, come a pot of wine." One of the bearded cultivators shouted.

"Well? Both are in the late stage of foundation building." Fang Yi frowned slightly, and instantly felt the cultivation level of the two cultivators.

The guy brought a pot of wine and two wine bowls on their table. The bearded cultivator handed over a piece of medium-grade spirit stone and sent the guy. The wine pot and wine bowl were not moving, and he spoke to another cultivator: "Ma Xingkong in the North City, the late-stage cultivator of the foundation building, please help me kill him, and give a price."

"A cultivator in the late stage of foundation building will have one hundred high-grade spirit stones, and the storage bag will be divided equally." Another cultivator said: "Or 500 high-grade spirit stones, and the storage bag will belong to you."

When the cultivator was sitting there motionless, he looked gentle and polite, with a sense of scholarly aura, but as soon as he spoke, he immediately became a fierce aura. These two auras combined together exuded a sense of evil.

"Kill a late-stage foundation-building cultivator, do you want me to have five hundred high-grade spirit stones?" The bearded cultivator glared; "Why did I hear that you offered others three hundred high-grade spirit stones?"

"Hmph." The scholar-in-law said: "At that time, because my cultivation level has improved recently, I can kill it myself, like the one you said, "

"It's not that I can't do my best." The bearded cultivator said, "Forget it, your price is too high, I'll go find someone else."

"Stop." The scholar-in-law slapped the table and said coldly: "Since I have quoted you the price, I can't tolerate you going to find someone else. Either you give me five hundred high-grade spirit stones, I will help you kill Ma Xingkong, or I will kill you now."

"Shen Qiu, don't go too far. Everyone is a late-stage cultivator in the foundation building stage. If you really fight, you may not be able to take advantage of it." He said with a tough look, but the bearded cultivator subconsciously took a few steps back and set a certain distance from the cultivator named Shen Qiu.

"I won't talk nonsense to you. Two paths have been set up for you. Let's choose your own." Chen Qiu said lightly.

"Hmph, I want to see how you can do me today." The bearded cultivator was dissatisfied, but he still stared at Chen Qiu with a cautious look on his face, and kept retreating, while his eyes turned to Fang Yi and the other two on the table next to him.

"Death." Chen Qiu's word "Death" came out, three flying swords broke out of their body and turned into three streams of light to attack the bearded cultivator. Immediately afterwards, a long black sword appeared in Chen Qiu's hand, and his figure flashed repeatedly, forming a siege and killing force with the three flying swords.

The bearded cultivator barely resisted for a moment, and then Chen Qiu cut off his neck with a knife. The moment the head flew, a stream of blood sprayed out.

"If you kill someone and earn five hundred yuan, you will earn five thousand yuan. The harvest will be pretty good."

Chen Qiu collected three magic weapons and flying swords, picked up the storage bag that the bearded cultivator dropped on the ground, looked at the things inside, reached out and pulled down a piece of clothes from the body, wiped the blood on the knife, and then put the black long sword into his body, and walked towards Fang Yi and the other two tables.

Fang Yi and Long Wanda, the little devil, were still drinking and chatting on their own, but they just took a few glances when they were fighting, but didn't take it seriously.

There were five or six chairs around the two tables placed on the corner of the open air street. Chen Qiu did not seek the opinions of Fang Yi and the other two. He sat on a chair next to the little devil, then looked around and said, "You three don't seem to be afraid of me."

"We won't kill you." Fang Yi replied lightly.

"Have a personality." Chen Qiu raised his thumbs up at Fang Yi and said, "No middle-stage cultivator dares to talk to me Chen Qiu like this, boy, I admire you very much."

"My name is Chen Qiu. In the future, if you don't like cultivators, you can come to me. I will help you kill him, and clearly mark the price, and you will be free from deception."

Chen Qiu turned around and took the wine pot and wine bowl on the table just now, poured a bowl of wine and drank it down, "Today we met is a fate. If you have someone you want to kill today, I will give you a 20% discount."

"Can anyone kill?" the little devil asked suddenly.

"Of course, I can kill now. If I can't kill now, I will wait for my cultivation to further help you kill." Chen Qiu said, gesturing in his hand.

"How many spirit stones do you want to kill yourself?" the little devil shook the wine bowl in his hand and looked at Chen Qiu with a smile.

In an instant, the air seemed to freeze. Chen Qiu's eyes when he looked at the little devil king began to become cold, but soon, his expression returned to normal and he replied: "Thirty thousand top-grade spirit stones."

"What the killer does is business. Everyone has a price, and I am no exception. I can give you my life at any time when you pay 30,000 high-quality spirit stones." To Fang Yi and the other two expected, Chen Qiu actually quoted a price.

"Oh? You are dead, what's the use of asking for spirit stones?" the little devil asked in surprise.

"You don't have to worry about this." Chen Qiu waved his hand and said to the little devil king: "Just tell me if you have 30,000 top-grade spirit stones."

"No, the price is too high."

The little devil was just a joke. Not to mention that there were not so many spirit stones, it was impossible for him to really buy Chen Qiu's life, and he had no grudges. Besides, if you really wanted Chen Qiu's life, just kill him by yourself. Killing a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building is not difficult for the little devil.

"Ha." Chen Qiu smiled and said to the little devil king and Fang Yi, Long Wanda: "Hey, you three, do you know that you have been targeted?"

"Hmm? Is someone targeted?"

Fang Yi was stunned. He really didn't feel this. Perhaps there were too many cultivators on this chaotic island who liked to stare at people. He would be looked at by other cultivators almost everywhere he went. Almost every look revealed greed and murderous intent. After a day, the three of them had long been used to this feeling.

"Are you very rich?" Chen Qiu asked suddenly.

"I can't tell you if there is one." The little devil glanced at Chen Qiu. Even as a monster, he felt that Chen Qiu had some problems with his brain circuit.

"That shouldn't be." Chen Qiu scratched the back of his head and looked at the three of them and said, "In theory, you have a late-stage cultivator in the foundation building stage. No one should have targeted you so quickly. It must be something you deserve to be aware of."

"So, I'll follow you. Someone wants to deal with you. I'll help you kill people. You pay me the spirit stone."

Chen Qiu said, and without waiting for the little devil Fang Yi to agree, he immediately continued: "This matter is settled. I said that today I will give you 20% off. One eight-grade spirit stone in the middle stage of foundation building, and one eighty-grade spirit stone in the late stage of foundation building, and the storage bag will be divided equally."

"This... who has decided to tell you?" The little devil looked at Chen Qiu and was a little surprised, and then said, "Forcing buying and selling? How short of spirit stones are you?"

Chen Qiu ignored him and did not use his spiritual sense. He only glanced at the corners of his eyes. Suddenly, he slapped the table, snorted coldly, and left in his sleeves.

"What's the situation?" Long Wanda was completely confused by Chen Qiu's every move.

"This guy is still pulled up." The little devil said: "Fang Yi, this guy must have a lot of spirit stones. Otherwise, we can kill him, I can easily handle this kind of thing myself."

"Forget it, Chen Qiu is also a kind reminder." Fang Yi narrowed his eyes and said, "It seems that Chen Qiu really wants to earn spirit stones from us."

When Chen Qiu glanced around from the corner of his eyes, Fang Yi noticed that there were indeed people around him who were eyeing them, and Chen Qiu should have known it a long time ago, so he came over to chat with them. Finally, he slapped the table and left, showing that Chen Qiu was not with them, so that those who were hiding could do it quickly.

Sure enough, just after Shen Qiu left, a late-stage cultivator and five mid-stage cultivators walked towards the wine shop. Six people surrounded Fang Yilong Wanda and the little devil. One of the late-stage cultivators said, "Take the storage bags on your body, you can survive, otherwise you will die."

"Swish!" A black stream of light suddenly rushed from behind the late-stage foundation-building cultivator.

"Huh?" The late-stage foundation-building cultivator suddenly felt a chill on his back and quickly turned around and blocked it with his natal flying sword. Although the natal flying sword blocked the black light, at the same time, the late-stage foundation-building cultivator felt a chill in his neck. The black-clothed boy with his late-stage foundation-building cultivation did not use any magic weapon, and he cut his neck with his hands alone.

"What a fast speed?" Before death, the late-stage cultivator of the foundation-building stage had only one consciousness left in his mind.

When he saw the black black light appearing in the distance, Fang Yi knew that Chen Qiu had taken action, and the little devil's reaction was almost at its peak. Xiao took advantage of the moment when the late-stage foundation-building cultivator turned around and came to him, and reached out and cut off his neck.

Long Wanda held the Vajra Demon Subduing Pestle in his hand and emitted the word "Zhen" from his mouth. The five middle-stage foundation-building cultivators immediately became dumbfounded, allowing Fang Yi's sword energy to penetrate from his eyebrows, piercing through the sea of ​​consciousness, and dissipating the soul.

After advancing to the middle stage of foundation building, Long Wanda's soul-suppressing sound is almost deadly to cultivators of the same level, and there will be a one or two seconds of dullness. At this time, whether Fang Yi uses sword energy or Long Wanda uses the soul-suming banner himself, they can easily harvest their lives.

However, Long Wanda was a little distressed when he looked at the corpse on the ground. Five mid-stage cultivators and one late-stage cultivator were wasted. However, on this street, he really didn't dare to use the soul-summoning banner, let alone use the evil technique to absorb people's skills.

At this time, Chen Qiu's black long sword eyes seemed to be unable to beat the little devil's killing the late-stage cultivator of the foundation-building stage, and instead wanted to kill the middle-stage cultivators of the foundation-building stage, he found that it was too late.

Chen Qiu, with a gloomy face, appeared from the corner and walked slowly over to the little devil king and said, "I have a share to kill the late-stage cultivator of the foundation building just now. In this way, I will only charge you half the price, forty high-grade spirit stones, and I won't want the things in the storage bag."

"You didn't need to help." The little devil looked at Chen Qiu, then packed up the storage bags of the six cultivators, investigated them one by one, and then curled his lips and said, "I'm so poor, what's the use of carrying a storage bag without a spirit stone."

The little devil said as he threw away the storage bags of five middle-level foundation-building cultivators and said, "The late-level foundation-building cultivators are not very good, there are only more than 200 top-grade spirit stones."

"This kind of late-stage cultivator in the foundation building stage is a good idea. It's better to have more than 200 top-grade spirit stones on his body." Chen Qiu looked at the little devil with a strange look and said, "What do you call this fellow Taoist? Your speed seems to be far beyond that of ordinary late-stage cultivator in the foundation building stage."

The moment when the little devil killed the late-stage cultivator of the foundation-building stage, even Chen Qiu couldn't see clearly. He only felt a flash in front of him and the man was killed. This was also the reason why Chen Qiu looked at the little devil.

"Of course." Someone praised the little devil, and the little devil immediately became proud and said, "You can call me the little devil, no, the big devil!"

The little devil didn't have the confidence to ask Fang Yi to change his name to himself, but for outsiders, he felt that his title should be more domineering.

"You are very strong." Chen Qiu looked at the little devil, then looked at Fang Yi and Long Wanda, and said, "You two are also very powerful. That was the technique of attacking the spiritual consciousness just now."

After Chen Qiu finished speaking, he didn't wait for Long Wanda to answer, and then said to Fang Yi: "Your sword energy is also very powerful. You two join forces, and I'm afraid that no matter how many mid-stage cultivators come to build foundation, it's useless."

"You still owe me forty high-grade spirit stones, and I attracted the attention of that guy." Chen Qiu stretched out his hand to the little devil king: "The storage bag of the late-stage foundation-building cultivator has more than 200 high-grade spirit stones, so why do you make money?"

"I'll deal with the corpse." Fang Yi was speechless at Chen Qiu. He no longer cared about the matter of his dispute with the little devil's demon. He released the real fire in his body and burned several corpses on the ground.

"Do you burn the corpse with real fire?" Chen Qiu looked at Fang Yi using real fire to deal with the corpse and couldn't help asking.

"It is convenient to use real fire, and it is good for them, so as to avoid being naked even if you die."

True fire consumes extremely spiritual power for ordinary cultivators, but it is nothing to Fang Yi. After dealing with the corpses on the ground, Fang Yi greeted the little devil and Long Wanda and said, "Let's go, this place is too messy, find a safe place to stay."
Chapter completed!