[Qi and blood: 39800-71900]

[Stamina: 38090-71900]

[Mental power: 59000-70500]

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Inside Dormitory 317.

Pei Jinye closed his eyes and looked at his attribute panel.

The attribute value of summoning three evil gods directly cost him more than 30,000 points. It was like a gold-eating beast.

The price is a bit high though.

However, the effect is still acceptable.

He made a special trip back to Wanda Kingdom and packed another batch of supplies.

It's a pity that once he leaves, the world will be at a standstill, unable to continuously bring him supplies.

It's a pity. It's a pity.

But this situation is already his biggest advantage.

The second-generation spiritual fruit cultivated in Wanda Kingdom will soon be delivered to the Jiang family for secret cultivation.

Taking into account some detailed differences in the ecological environment of the two worlds, in Pei Jinye's deduction, the time for fruit maturity is expected to be pushed back by at least one month.

Some spiritual fruits that are more difficult to cultivate may take even longer.

but……

Pei Jinye couldn't stand it anymore.

"Buzz."

at this time.

The communicator vibrates.

…………

The night was swept by a rapid gust of wind.

"Crack!"

After being hit by a punch, Feng Jiao's right arm made a crisp sound of bone cracking.

She groaned on the spot.

The figure seemed to be hit hard by a cannonball against the tree on one side.

A tree over three meters high was broken at the waist.

The blood is boiling.

Feng Jiao felt like her internal organs were about to be vomited out of her throat.

Looked in shock and anger.

The mysterious people rushing towards me came one after another with even more fierce attacks.

Feng Jiao's breath was stagnant, and she hurriedly set off, grabbed a spiritual talisman with her left hand, and shot it out of the air.

"disease!"

The talisman burns.

As if with divine help, Feng Jiao's figure quickly cut through the air, causing a harsh wind sound like a scream.

He holds the butterfly blade with his left hand.

The ferocious blade whipped up wind and waves, and the entire path was filled with flashes of cold light.

"clang!"

The knife struck the opponent's arm, making a crisp sound.

"The combination of magic and sword skills is a good idea, but it's a pity... you are still too young."

A hoarse voice came from the black-robed man.

"Snapped!"

Feng Jiao's sword swing was blocked.

The man in black robe instantly changed his fist into a grasp.

He slammed Feng Jiao's elbow hard.

Feng Jiao's arm trembled, and she was caught off guard and violently pulled, like a frail doll.

"Boom!"

Feng Jiao was dragged all the way and slammed into the thatched hut in front of her.

This time.

She was not feeling well overall.

"Whizzing."

There was a sound of breaking through the air.

"childish."

The cold and sarcastic voice of the man in black came from behind, and almost instantly, the two darts were shattered through the air.

But this dart is just bait.

The swords that followed came directly.

A bright light suddenly appeared.

The man in black robe felt his eyes hurt.

He snorted coldly.

The claws of his hands almost turned into phantoms. Invisibly, the wind was sharp and as strong as diamond, and he suddenly grabbed the long sword in mid-air.

He shouted sharply and wanted to break the attacker's sword.

But what the man in black robe didn't expect was that the sword was not broken.

"Tsk!"

"boom!"

The two figures separated as soon as they touched.

"Young Master Cheng."

Feng Jiao saw the person coming and held back the severe pain in her body.

Jiang Xincheng raised his sword and stood in front of her, saying without looking back: "I have already contacted the head of the family, you go first."

Feng Jiao whispered: "He is a martial artist in the Third Realm... Take care."

She stood up and was about to retreat.

"Can you leave?"

The man in black robes had already swooped over, his energy and blood dissipating from his body, and he rushed over like a wild beast.

He was murderous at the moment.

The breath is surprisingly powerful.

Jiang Xincheng had no expression on his face and rushed forward with his sword.

Pei Jinye specially taught him swordsmanship before leaving.

During this period of time, he practiced tirelessly day and night, and his swordsmanship improved as fast as he could.

Tsk!

The long sword burst out with coldness and struck in front of the black-robed man at an unexpected and strange angle.

The sound of cloth exploding was heard.

Just when Jiang Xincheng was about to pierce with his sword, the man in black robe showed a mocking smile under the moonlight.

Golden light suddenly appeared all over his body.

The moment it burst out, the terrifying physical energy erupted from the inside out of his body, setting off a heat wave in the entire space.

"boom!"

Jiang Xincheng flew backwards, and the hand holding the sword and the ribs on his right hand made a breaking sound.

"Extraordinary...Fifth level!"

Jiang Xincheng took a breath of cold air and stood up with his sword in hand.
To be continued...