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Chapter 300: Mysterious Swordsman (Monthly Pass)(1/2)

"Mysterious Sword?" Qianshan Hou's face did not change, and he said lightly: "Is it a strange man or who?"

"It's not a strange man. This person is specializing in selecting monks from the world of cultivation. The Zhenwu realm that has died in his hands during this period is probably no less than a thousand people. However, they are extremely strong and have strange whereabouts, which has caused quite a lot of noise."

"Check it out, if it cannot be used by us, get rid of it."

Qianshan Hou issued an order directly.

Now Qianshan Prefecture cannot be chaotic, at least the areas under his jurisdiction cannot be chaotic.

Any unstable factors must be eliminated.

And when Qianshan Hou's order was conveyed.

In a mountain gate.

The strong smell of blood and the sound of fighting kept coming.

A large number of corpses were lying on the ground, and blood even infected the land.

Even though a group of corpses disappear after a period of time, they are far from being able to erase the bloody scene.

Boom! Boom!

Three terrifying figures are in a rapid confrontation.

Suddenly.

A violent wind surged from the ground, then turned into a messy blade in the sky and shot out. Then, with a shrill scream, one of the figures turned into pieces in the terrible messy blade.

As for the other person, he screamed and his body retreated frantically.

But he just stepped down.

Then thousands of chaotic blades condensed, turning into a knife like a rainbow, and then slashed directly.

Swish-

The outer qi has just risen and it has been destroyed.

When he slashed with one knife, the whole person fell into two halves in the air.

So far.

There is no one living in this sect anymore.

Peng Qing stood on the ground full of blood, his face was full of indifference, and the long sword in his hand was already red like blood at this moment, and a terrible power emanated from it.

Then.

He glanced at his task and murmured to himself.

"Five thousand seven hundred and eighty-one, it's almost done. It won't take long to complete this mission!"

Immediately afterwards.

He glanced at the many corpses on the ground, and simply scattered some of the most valuable ones, which was to turn around and leave.

Battle of the Immortal Plains.

Peng Qing originally planned to find an opportunity to grab this head.

As a result, Qin Shujian exposed his identity as the Grandmaster of Formation, which scared him directly, and the knife slave in the ring urged him to leave quickly.

It is precisely because of this.

Peng Qing can also be regarded as seeing what it means to have someone outside of people and there is a heaven beyond the sky.

After leaving the Immortal Plain.

The swordnu even felt that it was not safe, so he directly asked him to leave the scope of Beiyun Mansion and enter other mansions to hunt down monks from the Zhenwu Realm to complete the subsequent inheritance mission.

And as more and more monks were killed.

Peng Qing's strength is getting stronger and stronger.

Until now.

He has steadily entered the realm of the second level of the Spiritual Martial Arts, and is in the middle stage of the Spiritual God Realm. He is only one step away from reaching the peak of the Spiritual God, and then reaches the threshold of the Imperial Air Realm.

Peng Qing is basically sure.

His own realm is one of the best among players.

As strength improves.

Hunting monks has become even simpler.

Up to now.

He is no longer just hunting the Zhenwu Realm, but some weaker spiritual god realm cultivators have also become the target of hunting.

A spiritual god realm monk.

It is equivalent to ten Zhenwu realm cultivators.

And the experience value is also quite high.

When conditions permit, Peng Qing was even more willing to hunt down such an existence.

In the ring.

The voice of the sword slave came out: "The Blood-Crying Blade is already a half-step Taoist weapon. As long as you kill a few more spiritual god cultivators, you can restore it to the ranks of Taoist weapons. At that time, use the power of Taoist weapons to match your current strength.

As long as you don’t have the Taoist weapon in your hand, the great monk in the Sacred Realm will not be your opponent.”

"Is the Taoist weapon really that strong?"

"That's natural. The Taoist weapon is a divine weapon that touches the power of heaven and earth. The power is unpredictable. If you want to compete with the Taoist weapon, you may not be able to achieve it even if you reach the Divine Martial Realm."

Hearing words.

Peng Qing looked at the blood-wailing blade in his hand and his eyes flashed.

On the knife.

Half of the blood-colored Taoist seal has condensed.

Above the Taoist seal.

It also exuded a momentum that made him feel palpitations.

For the Knife Slave.

Peng Qing basically had no doubts.

From the time of obtaining the ring to now, the other party has shown his profound knowledge.

"We have killed a lot of people here during this period. I believe the sects in the cultivation world here can no longer tolerate it. I suggest that we should change the place, what do you think?"

Dao Nu said, "It's better to change the place. If you have killed so many monks, even if the cultivation world here does not join forces to deal with you, you will definitely be extremely alert. If you want to do something later, you will be afraid that you will really face the great monks in the Sacred Realm."

Get consent.

Peng Qing didn't say much and rushed outside this area immediately.

He just left.

A monk followed him up.

"There is still the smell left by him here. This person has definitely not escaped far, so we continue to chase him!"

"This beast must not survive, for nothing else. He would not tolerate such a demon if he slaughtered the entire Huang Yin Sect for no reason."

"Chase!"

Three monks came to the sky and stayed at the position where Peng Qing had previously stood for a moment, then found a certain direction, and the next moment was to chase after Yukong.

This period of time.

One after another, cultivators were killed, including many cultivators in the Spirit God Realm, and even some sects were destroyed.

As for the Huangyin Sect they mentioned, it is a sect that has just been destroyed.

Thousands of people in the whole family.

No one left in life.

Such behavior is no longer different from the devil.

This time, the major sects were determined to kill Peng Qing.

The three monks in the Yukong Realm were only a small part of the traces, while more people were searching for them in scattered searches, and even the great monks in the Sacred Realm were dispatched.

In a wilderness.

Peng Qing stopped.

It wasn't that he wanted to stop, but just because someone blocked the way ahead.

"Be careful, these three people are all in the Imperial Air Realm. If they are really not opponents, use the secret method to escape. With the help of the three of them, they will definitely catch up with you." In his mind, the voice of a sword slave sounded.

Upon hearing this, Peng Qing's expression was as indifferent as ever, and the blood-wailing blade in his hand was already tightly clenched.

The realm of the sky!
To be continued...
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