When there were still more than a hundred miles away from Yi City, a shrill scream came from the distant sky, and a demon bird with a wingspan of two feet wide was seen flying towards Mo Wen.

Mo Wen's eyes flashed, and he saw the first-order mid-level monster - the Sky-Splitting Wind Eagle.

However, the Sky-Splitting Wind Eagle in front of me obviously did not come from hunting. Its gray-brown feathers were messy, and there was a huge sword mark on its left wing and right abdomen, revealing the dense white bones. At this moment, this monster bird was obviously panicking. And in

Three points of light were chasing after this monster bird.

"Friends in front, help stop this sculpture, and the three friends of Qingyun will be rewarded generously!"

A voice boomed out from under the envelope of sword energy.

Mo Wen pondered for a moment and patted the back of Da Hui's head.

Big Hui immediately stopped in the air, opened his mouth and let out a roar like a thunderbolt.

The demon bird in front of him who was panicking and choosing his way never thought that there was a more deadly master ahead of him. He was frightened by Da Hui's roar with the pressure of the first-level demon beast overlord. His feathers all trembled, and he rolled several times in the air.

He stopped his momentum and stopped a hundred meters away from Mo Wen and Da Hui. He flapped his wings and changed direction to escape from the other side.

But because of this delay, the three people behind had already caught up. The leader shouted loudly: "You evil beast! You haven't been decapitated yet!"

A ray of sword light struck hard on the back of the Sky-Splitting Wind Eagle.

The Sky-Splitting Wind Eagle let out a mournful cry, and was struck down by the sword for more than ten feet, completely cutting off any chance of escaping.

The three people surrounded the Sky-Splitting Wind-Tearing Eagle, and their sword energy criss-crossed, completely covering the Sky-Tearing Wind-Tearing Eagle.

Mo Wen stood a hundred feet away, watching coldly as the three spirit sword masters hunted the demonic birds. The cultivation of the three of them was not low. Two of them were in the advanced stages of their sword veins, but one was already at a perfect level and was only one step away from the sword's power.

, but one piece of equipment of these three people attracted his attention.

The three of them did not come with swords, nor did they control flying monsters, but each had a piece of equipment that allowed them to fly through the air. The spirit sword master with perfect sword veins had a pair of wide wings fixed on his back, with feathers on them.

It seemed to come from a demonic bird, but the backbone of the wings shone with metallic luster, clearly an artificial creation. The two spirit sword masters standing outside each had a thick giant sword at their feet. It was these things.

This allows the three spirit sword masters to fly in the air without using their spirit swords, and in the air they can use their spirit swords to attack the Air Splitting Wind Eagle with all their strength.

"This should be a product made by refining weapons." Mo asked what he was thinking.

The Sky-Splitting Wind-Tearing Eagle was only a first-order mid-level demonic beast. It was quickly succumbed to the siege of three spirit sword masters whose realms exceeded it. The moment it was about to die, the demonic bird suddenly opened its sharp tip and pecked, and a white round ball the size of a fist came out.

The ball flew out, spinning violently, and a terrifying force brewed rapidly.

"Self-explosion demon pill? What a beautiful idea!"

The perfect sword master suddenly raised his hand and shot out a spiritual net woven with red spiritual threads, covering the white ball. The restless white ball suddenly calmed down and turned into a white ball, like a large ball.

of elixir.

After the Sky-Splitting Wind-Tearing Eagle spit out the demon pill, its entire energy and spirit seemed to be drained out, and it was no longer able to resist the sword light. Its body was instantly torn apart, and blood spilled into the sky.

Another spirit sword master in the late stage of the sword vein took out a black stone from the sword bag, and the last spirit sword master inspired the sword spirit in the spirit sword, which also looked like a demon bird, and faced the corpse of the wind-searing eagle.

With just one grab, a white phantom was pulled out of the corpse of the Sky-Splitting Wind Eagle, and then the white phantom was thrown onto the black stone. The black stone emits a strange suction force, absorbing the white phantom.

After entering, you can see the image of a sky-splitting wind-searing sculpture emerging from the surface of the black stone.

After doing this, the two spiritual sword masters in the late stage of the sword vein went to collect materials from the corpse of the demon bird. The perfect sword vein master flew towards Mo Wen. But when he saw clearly the mount Mo Wen was sitting on,

, but his pupils suddenly shrank, and he said with a hint of respect: "Thank you for your help, senior. This is the demon elixir of Splitting the Sky and Shredding the Wind Eagle. Please accept it without hesitation, senior."

Mo Wen was not surprised. This spirit sword master obviously regarded himself as a spirit sword master in the Jian Gang realm. Being able to tame the thunder-winged gold-swallowing beast as a mount meant that he was at least in the Jian Gang realm.

Reaching out to take the demon pill, Mo Wen put it into his sword pouch without even looking at it. Generally, any demon beast that has opened its spiritual aperture and reached the first level will possess the demon pill. This is the crystallization of the demon beast's cultivation and contains extremely pure essence.

Demonic power can be used to refine weapons and elixirs. It has a wide range of uses. It can be said that 40% of the value of a demonic beast is in the demonic elixir, the remaining 30% is the demon soul, and the other 30% is body materials.

Seeing that Mo Wen had collected the demon pill, the spirit sword master breathed a sigh of relief and proactively asked, "Senior, do you want to go to Qingyang Mountain Yi Market?"

Mo Wen said in a hoarse voice: "Yes, I have been traveling here and heard that there is an Yi market here. I want to see if there is anything of interest."

The spirit sword master's face showed joy: "This junior is also about to return to Yishi. If senior doesn't dislike me, we can lead the way for senior."

"lead the way."

This spirit sword master was overjoyed. It was definitely an unexpected bonus to be able to become a sword master at the sword gang stage. The other two spirit sword masters also collected the materials of monsters and came together to pay tribute to Mo Wen.

Then the three people led the way and flew to Yishi together. On the way, the three people took the initiative to introduce themselves. They were all disciples of the second-level sword sect in the nearby Yunwu Mountain. Their sects had a good relationship, so the three of them got together and often went together.

He went out to practice and called himself the Three Friends of Qingyun. He also became famous in the sword circle within a thousand miles.

"Senior, ahead is Qingyang Mountain Yishi."

An hour later, a magnificent building complex appeared in sight.

This Yi City was built on a mountain that was cut off in the middle, with a radius of thousands of feet. There were neat streets planned on it, and various buildings were built on both sides of the streets. It was no different from a prosperous city in the world, but without city walls.

Around the main platform, there are also several small platforms of about ten feet built, with stairs connected to the Yishi District. Looking from a distance, one can see sword lights or flying monsters, and the spirit sword masters with flying instruments fall on them.

On the small platform, walk into the Yishi neighborhood.

This is the real Yi City in the world of spirit sword masters! The city of spirit sword masters!

Undoubtedly, this was Mo Wen's first real encounter with Yi Shi from the Spirit Sword Master world. Under the guidance of the three of them, the three landed on a small platform.

Mo Wen took a closer look at Yi City, which was even more prosperous and magnificent than a secular city. His spiritual sense revealed that it was covered with a layer of forbidden power, which was no less powerful than a second-level high-grade one. As for the specific situation, he did not know, because

His spiritual consciousness is imprisoned and cannot be detected outside the body.

"Senior, please." Li Han, the eldest of Qingyun's three friends, said with a hint of respect. At this moment, the three of them had already put away the flying equipment.

Mo Wen nodded and walked toward the exit at the edge of the stone platform.

Beside the stone steps at the exit stood a spirit swordsman wearing a blue sword uniform, and on the other side stood a stone tablet with two lines of large characters carved with sword marks:

"Please automatically pay the entry fee, which is five first-level spiritual stones at the spiritual vein stage and fifty first-level spiritual stones at the sword-gang stage. It will be void if you leave."

Mo Wen was actually a little surprised. He didn't expect that the spirit sword master world also had an entry tax like the secular world.

The tax collector, a spiritual sword master, was a spiritual sword master in the early stage of the Sword Meridian. He was already past his middle age. When he saw the thunder-winged gold-swallowing beast behind Mo Wen, his pupils shrank, and then he showed an envious look. After all, he could

It is extremely rare among Gang realm spirit sword masters to have a thunder-winged gold-swallowing beast adopted as a demon pet sword.

"Senior, your demon pet will be charged separately for entering the Yi Market, which is twice that of a spirit swordsman of the same level." This tax official has obviously seen big events, and he is not interested in Mo Wen, this enigmatic "Sword Gang".

"The Qiling Sword Master has no stage fright at all.

Mo Wen nodded and took out sixty first-level spiritual stones. After that, Li Han and the other three also paid five first-level spiritual stones each, and then the four of them and one beast stepped up the steps and entered the Yi Market.

Looking at the various shops and restaurants on both sides of the wide street, Mo Wen had the illusion of returning to the secular world.

"Senior, if you want to pan for gold, you can go to Yi City Center Square. If you want to do other large-scale transactions, you can go to Qianbaolou, Tongtian Pavilion and other large commercial houses. Their reputation can be guaranteed. In addition, Qingyang Auction House

The once-a-month auction will start in three days. If you are interested, you can go and take a look." Li Han introduced the transaction information in this Yi market to Mo Wen in detail, and paid attention to some details, so he told Mo Wen

Don't ask for farewell. This is the wisdom of a lower spirit sword master when facing a higher spirit sword master. Just leave an impression. Excessive entanglement will only be counterproductive.

Mo Wen nodded and let the three of them leave, and then he walked alone with Da Hui along the street towards the depths of Yi City.

There are many spirit sword masters in Yi City. Sword Meridian Stage Spirit Sword Masters can be seen everywhere, and there are even many Sword Gang Stage Spirit Sword Masters. Mo Wen estimated that the number of spirit sword masters in Yi City is at least three.

More than a thousand people! These spirit sword masters are either disciples of the nearby sword sect, or they have traveled from far away. It can be said that they are a mixed bag of fish and dragons, so Mo Wen is not very conspicuous with a top-level first-level monster. Some swords

Gang realm spiritual sword masters were even more extreme than him. He once saw a spiritual sword master with a late sword gang cultivation level riding a second-level low-level monster that looked like a hill and swaggering through the market.

After walking for a while, Mo Wen stopped in front of a majestic restaurant. Why do I say majestic? Because this restaurant is made entirely of spiritual wood, with black jade pillars and steel and rock foundations. The cost of building this restaurant alone is estimated to make a secular person.

The world's top family went bankrupt.

"Senior, do you want to stay or rest?" A servant greeted him enthusiastically. He actually had the ability to raise a sword to the sixth level.

"Accommodation, and prepare enough blood food for my demon pet."

"Okay!"

After placing the big ash in the animal pen of the restaurant, Mo Wen returned to the street again. In the trading market, the basic currency is the first-level spiritual stone, and other spiritual objects can also be substituted. In just a short while, Mo Wen spent again.

I bought one hundred first-level spiritual stones, which was only reserved for seven days. Of course, the other thirty yuan was spent by Da Hui.

The central square is a hundred feet wide, with hundreds of stalls inside. Thousands of spirit sword masters are walking in and out, and all kinds of shouts are coming and going, just like a market in the secular world.

"Take a look, take a look, the Thousand Machine Sword Sect's latest flying sword wing supports various attributes of sword energy. After equipped, it can fly freely in the sky. The maximum speed can reach half an instant. It is absolutely necessary for long-distance travel and escape.

thing.”

"The Qi-Building Pill produced by the Hualan Sword Sect is one-tenth more effective than similar elixirs. It is sold at the original price. If you want to buy it, hurry up!"

"A high-grade sword art in the Sword Vein Period, priced at 500 first-level spiritual stones, as long as it is metallic."

"A mysterious ancient broken sword. Legend has it that it contains a huge secret. Anyone who is interested..."

Listening to the chaotic shouting in his ears, Mo Wen looked all the way over. These stalls sold everything, including elixirs, spiritual swords, auxiliary weapon refining tools, and sword techniques. Of course, there were also some that were pretentious and worthless.

The waste was sold as mysterious antiquities, but these items were of no use to Mo Wen.

Suddenly, Mo Wen's eyes froze because a black stone sword placed on a stall attracted his attention. This was the third time he had seen such a black stone sword.

"What is this?" Mo Wen pointed at the black stone sword and asked, his voice still hoarse.

The stall owner was a thin old man in the middle stage of the sword vein. His eyes lit up when he heard this: "Hey, guest, you are really discerning. This is the key to the ancient Tianji Sword Sect's main sect, the Wanhua Sword Ultimatum. Once all the nine hundred

With ninety-nine pieces, you can find the ruins of Tianji Sword Sect’s mountain gate and get their treasure!”

"Tianji Sword Sect?" Mo Wen pondered, neither saying he didn't want it nor saying he wanted it.
To be continued...