"Wrong throw!"

Pei Feng was ashamed. He had three Seven Kills Tokens in his hand, two Green Killing Tokens and one Black Killing Token. He threw the Black Killing Token away casually.

The short, fat monk had a look of astonishment on his face. He still couldn't believe that this black killing order was for him. As a monk in the middle stage of the Golden Core, he obviously did not deserve such an honor. He looked at a cloaked man slowly walking towards him, thinking in his mind.

It became blank.

The tall and thin monk boldly asked: "Senior is the killer of the Seven Kills Sect?"

"Yes." A cold voice came from under the cloak.

"Senior also came down from Maya Mountain?"

"yes."

The tall and thin monk felt a little at ease. After all, they were comrades who had just climbed out of a trench. No matter what the mysterious killing order meant, there was still room for change.

"What is this mysterious killing order?"

"For you." The voice under the cloak became colder.

The tall and thin monk was startled. "Give it to us? Have we ever had a grudge against the Seven Kills Sect?"

"When did the Seven Kills Sect murderers need to have grudges?"

"Then who sent this mission? Even if we die, we don't want to be fools." The tall and thin monk is still looking for a chance to survive. Their Soul Eater Sect is an old customer of the Seven Kills Sect, and they have an irreversible relationship with the Seven Kills Sect.

. Even if someone really buys their heads, based on their relationship with the Seven Kills Sect, he believes that as long as his chips are higher, he can save his life.

Pei Feng, who was under the cloak, did not answer. He took out the True Martial Sword from his storage bag. He wanted to use this Soul Realm monk to test the power of the True Martial Sword.

The Zhenwu Sword was slowly unsheathed. The murderous aura in Pei Feng exploded, while the murderous aura in the Zhenwu Sword was restrained.

Seeing the killer's lack of energy, the Soul Realm cultivator burst out with murderous intent all over his body.

"Fight him."

Just as the tall and thin monk finished speaking, he saw the cloaked killer arriving on the roof in an instant. His speed was too fast to be seen with the naked eye.

Pei Feng poured a wisp of Tao power into Zhenwu Sword. He thrust out the sword without any fancy moves.

The Zhenwu Sword still retains the sword intention of Master Jingxin's sword to seal his throat. The power of the Tao drives the strike of the top-level inscribed weapon, so one can imagine how terrifying the power is. But visually, this sword seems ordinary.

It only gently broke the skinny monk's body-protecting aura, and gently removed his head. It did not damage any of the surrounding bricks.

The tall and thin monk's soul baby never appeared from beginning to end. When his head fell, the soul baby dissipated. The whole process was as simple as a mortal butcher slaughtering a chicken.

"The True Martial Sword can kill souls!"

Inside the cloak, Pei Feng's pupils suddenly shrank. The moment he killed the lanky monk, he came to such a shocking conclusion.

"As expected of the master's personal magic weapon. It is indeed powerful."

This is the incredible thing about Zhenwu Sword. While it hurts the body, it will also leave wounds on the monk's soul. It is simply the nemesis of the monk's soul baby.

The three disciples of the tall and thin monk were frightened by this sudden scene.

It was just a sword. They didn't even see the master take action. A generation of strong men died just like that.

The short and fat monk on the eaves was closest to Pei Feng at the moment. There was no trace of blood on his face.

"My lord, my lord, please spare my life. My lord, please spare your life!"

Pei Feng's face lightly glanced at the short and fat monk.

A golden elixir monk below spread out his speed and fled.

"Escape will only make your death worse!"

A flash of blue light flashed, and a small dagger cut through the sky, stabbing his back. His body-protecting aura was easily broken by the soul power attached to the dagger.

The golden elixir monk ignored this minor injury and still flew as far away as possible. But not long after escaping, he felt something strange in his body. He couldn't help but want to enlarge the small wound on his back.

This desire becomes stronger and stronger until he can no longer control himself...

"Begonia laughs! It's Begonia laughs!" the short and fat monk on the eaves exclaimed loudly.

The sight of his junior brother disemboweling himself in the distance reminded the pudgy monk of an extremely terrifying poison. He remembered that his master once told him that their Soul Eater Sect used that kind of poison a long time ago. That was

A shuddering poison with no cure.

"You are very knowledgeable. Do you want to experience it yourself?"

The short and fat monk was so frightened that he was paralyzed and excrement and urine flowed out.

Pei Feng picked him up by the collar and jumped off the eaves. He threw him in front of another monk who was frightened. With a flick of his fingertips, a pill flew into the other monk's body.

In the mouth.

The man's body was shaking violently and he screamed in pain. "No, no! Please spare my life, sir!"

"What you ate is a highly poisonous substance called Liangxinmian. This poison will turn all your bones into powder."

"Two-hearted cotton!"

This is another cruel and inhumane poison in the world of cultivation.

"Sir, please give me a happy life!"

"Answer my question, and I will spare your life." Pei Feng said coldly.

His words are naturally not trustworthy. The Seven Killing Sect never leaves anyone alive. But even if it is a lie, the monk hopes that he will die happily.

"I said, I said anything."

"How to accept the mission of Seven Kills Sect?"

The short and fat monk said: "Aren't you from the Seven Kills Sect?"

"If I were a member of the Seven Kills Sect, you two would already be corpses. Answer my question."

The monk who had been fooled told everything he knew about the Seven Kills Sect in one breath.

"Very good." Pei Feng threw him a pill. "This is the antidote. Take it."

The poisoned monk didn't think about anything else at this time and swallowed Pei Feng's elixir in one gulp, "Thank you, sir."

After a few breaths, the severe pain in his body disappeared. The poison of the cotton in the two hearts was cured! The monk couldn't help but kowtow to Pei Feng to thank him.

"Death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be avoided!"

After Pei Feng finished speaking, one of the monk's arms flew high into the sky.

"ah!"

Pei Feng said coldly: "You can leave."

The monk endured the severe pain of his broken arm. He kowtowed heavily to thank him. He stepped on the magic weapon and fled quickly. His heart was beating violently. He was always on guard against the cloaked monk hitting him from behind. But from the beginning to the end, the cloaked man never stopped.

Attack him. He actually survives.

It wasn't until Yingzhou City completely disappeared from his sight that he breathed a sigh of relief. In order to prevent the cloaked monks from chasing him, he couldn't stop healing immediately. He had to catch up with the elders of his master to be truly safe. Then they

Will make that cloaked monk regret everything he did today!

After flying not far away, he felt something strange. All the spiritual power in his body was completely exhausted in a short period of time. Even the imperial treasure could not fly. After falling to the ground, he saw his broken arm.

Still bleeding out.

According to common sense, even if his spiritual power is exhausted and he cannot seal the wound, the self-healing ability of his golden elixir monk's body should have stopped the bleeding early. He couldn't figure out what happened to his body. He couldn't. Even if I gather my spiritual power, I can't stop the bleeding.

After a while, the monk from the Central Plains finally turned into a mummy with all his blood flowing out, and he lay in the Western Region forever.

Xiaoxiaole! A highly poisonous elixir that can destroy the cultivation of monks and make people unable to recover after being injured. This is also the work of Master Qianmo!

The pudgy monk saw that his junior brother had escaped. He immediately felt a strong desire to survive.

"Senior will you really let us go?"

"In my eyes, you are just a few ants. As long as you answer my questions, I don't have to kill you."

"Senior, please ask, I will tell you everything I know."

"What exactly did your Soul Eater Sect get from Tongyou Valley back then?"

The short and fat Taoist priest suddenly realized that the man in front of him was also thinking about things in Tongyou Valley.

"Senior, I really don't know about this matter. I am just a junior disciple in the sect and I am not qualified to know this."

This answer was unexpected by Pei Feng. He didn't really want to know the answer to this question.

Pei Feng's voice immediately dropped. "Then what use do you have to me?"

"Senior, senior, I really don't know about this matter. But I heard Master said that the elders of our sect may not have gained anything in that battle. Otherwise, the elders of our sect should have cultivated some powerful magical powers over the years. .”

Pei Feng took advantage of his extreme fear and immediately asked, "How did you know the whereabouts of the spirit fox?"

"I don't know about that either, senior."

Pei Feng suddenly took a step towards him.

"Senior, wait, I know, I know one thing. Before the spirit fox appeared, the elders of my clan had been looking for her for a long time. I heard from the master that many masters from my sect were lurking in the Jin Kingdom. Outside the palace."

Pei Feng's heart suddenly sank.
To be continued...