Chen Jiu crossed from Bei Cangming and rarely stayed in the world. He occasionally flew through other sects. Some sect elders were dissatisfied and came out to argue with him. Chen Jiu ignored it at first, and if he wanted to do it, he would send him back with one punch.

There are too many such things, and some sects are dissatisfied. The elders and ancestors of the entire sect insisted on stopping Chen Jiu and asking him to give him an explanation.

Chen Jiu gave the explanation, gave it with his fist, and directly punched the clouds, killing half of the elders falling straight into the clouds, and their qi and blood were deficient.

Since then, Chen Jiubei’s title of Cangming has become more and more reliable. Some people even directly lowered Yingtian Sword Immortal from the Northern Palace to second, believing that Yingtian Sword Immortal, who has not come out of the mountain for a long time, could not be ranked first with the Qingshanke.

Of course, there are also supporters of Yingtian Sword Immortal, saying that although Yingtian Sword Immortal has not made any feats in recent years, he is at least a sword fairy with a bottleneck in the golden elixir. This is extremely extraordinary, and it is not comparable to a little green-soldier.

Those who didn't help each other made some sense, what about Qingshanke or Yingtian Sword Immortal? He fought and whoever won was the number one in Bei Cangming.

Chen Jiu didn't care about these words. He had already given himself the best in the world and would still care about the best in Bei Cangming. Isn't this a waste of money?

Moreover, Chen Jiu has been rushing to the Western Regions these days, because a few days ago, he heard from others that there was a famous musketeer in the Western Regions recently named Ma Jiuwan. After killing people, he would always leave a saying "Little Ma Xun Master".

Chen Jiu was heading towards the Western Regions to control the wind, like a ray of rays of light passing through the sky.

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Ma Jiuwan was riding a tall horse, holding a human-shaped skeleton Brooke in his arms, and was running wildly.

Behind him was a team of monks chasing the wind, with a ferocious face.

Ma Jiuwan, this guy, actually dared to steal from their mountain gate. It was so courageous. They must catch him and kill him!

Ma Jiuwan was also in pain. He didn't know what evil he had committed. It took several months before he could recover to the fourth realm. Otherwise, how could he steal such a little thing and not have to emptie their storage warehouse?

Some of the monks who were chasing closely behind him shouted in hatred: "Ma Jiuwan, stop quickly. I can save your life, otherwise I will inevitably suffer from the pain of sucking the soul and snatching the soul when we are caught."

Ma Jiuwan curled his lips and was very disdainful. The little monk was playing a word game with him, "I can save your life." If he really stopped, the guy would laugh again, "I said I will save your life, but I didn't say that they would save your life."

Ma Jiuwan is accustomed to these tricks, just using them to deceive fools.

Brooke was silent for a long time and suddenly spoke, "Why don't we surrender? He said he wouldn't kill us."

Ma Jiuwan was stunned for a moment, looked at Brooke deeply, and said kindly, "It's okay, you have no brains, I don't blame you."

The monk who was chasing behind Ma Jiuwan heard another voice, "Ma Jiuwan, don't resist stubbornly, come and die quickly!"

When Ma Jiuwan heard this, he cursed angrily: "Go to you, didn't you say you were going to be around my life just now?"

Come on, now even fools are too lazy to cheat.

The team of monks chased each other, but fortunately, the horse 90,000 was rushing and galloping all the way, and it lasted for many days, and was barely caught.

The biggest contributor is this BMW under the crotch. This BMW is naturally not an ordinary mortal horse, but an extremely rare and precious immortal horse.

How expensive is it?

One of the reasons why Ma Jiuwan was hunted by this team of monks was that he stole the horse.

Of course, this cannot be blamed for Ma Jiuwan entering their mountain gate to steal. In fact, it was not Ma Jiuwan who deliberately found fault.

The reason was that Ma Jiuwan finally found a magic weapon that his predecessors lost, but before he could get started, he was snatched away by an elder of this sect.

Do you think Ma Jiuwan can endure it?

After all, he was a half-step celestial being at the beginning, but now can he be bullied by this old dog in the sixth realm?

So Ma Jiuwan thought of entering this sect and stealing his magic weapon back. If it really doesn't work, just get something equivalent.

As a result, the hand was not stopped and I took a little more, which caused the current situation.

Ma Jiuwan ran for several days in a row, and the horse under his crotch was tired, his speed was a little weakened, and he was almost hit by the magic of the monks behind him.

Ma Jiuwan was anxious. He was not afraid of the five-level monks behind him. The one who really made him run away was an old monk who could not come out of the sky. Seeing his spiritual power fluctuations, he could at least seven levels.

Ma Jiuwan is now in the fourth realm. Even if he has all his abilities, he cannot cross the level and kill the seventh realm.

Moreover, many high-level magic techniques cannot be used by Ma Jiuwan, otherwise he would not have entered the sect to steal things, and he would have to take them openly.

Brooke was useless and was persuading surrender throughout the whole process.

"How about we surrender."

"Let's return the things."

"Let's apologize."

"Let's vote."

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Ma Jiuwan even suspected that Brooke was the spy opposite him.

After running around for more than ten days, the horse could not hold on and fell to the ground.

Ma Jiuwan rolled around the ground for a few times and got up in the air.

Brooke shook his bones and got up two times.

Although the team of monks were also exhausted, they looked excited and immediately dispersed, surrounding Ma Jiuwan and Brooke.

The leading monk said with a grim smile: "Dog thief, run away again! When I chase you back to the sect, I will hang you at the door and get the bones cut off by the strong wind!"

Brooke bowed politely, "I can't hide, we didn't mean it, we'll give you the horse back."

After Brooke finished speaking, he went to see the fallen BMW. The horse ran for more than ten days and had no food to rest. At that moment, it had already intaken more and had less breathing.

Brooke patted his horse's head, "Get up, someone is coming to find you."

Maybe he was so angry that he didn't recover at once. With a sound of Wuhu, he lost his breath.

Brooke was stunned for a while and had to apologize to the monks, "Sorry, you're dead."

The leading monk smiled even more grinned, "Very good, I will definitely make you live worse than death!"

Ma Jiuwan flicked his finger and a sword was held in his hand. He laughed at the monk and said, "You are such a useless person, who deserves to make me live worse than death?"

The leading monk looked at the flying sword in Ma Jiuwan's hand, shocked, but his face remained silent, and said sarcastically: "How could it be, do you think you are a sword immortal?"

Ma Jiuwan smiled and said, "Yes and no, let's know after a discussion. Just let's not shake people."

The leading monk took the upper hand and was even more unhappy. He nodded and said leisurely: "Then I will beat you half to death first."

If Ma Jiuwan is really a sword cultivator, then at worst he would call the remaining monks to come together and kill Ma Jiuwan.

If Ma Jiuwan was not a sword cultivator, it would be better. He could easily catch him and spread him back, and his reputation became more and more popular.

So is Ma Jiuwan a sword cultivator?

Of course not.

But he has practiced swords.

Before Jindan, Ma Jiuwan had secretly learned the sword moves of a sword immortal, and he played very elegantly. In his own words, he looked handsome.

After the golden elixir, Ma Jiuwan abandoned the swordsmanship. In his own words, Guangshang was useless and could not kill people above the level.

If the golden elixir cannot kill the Yuanying, that is not the method he seeks.

A sword immortal lamented a pity. In fact, Ma Jiuwan is also a good sword cultivator. If he practices sword skills, his achievements will not be low in the future.

But Ma Jiuwan was young at that time and was disdainful to pursue the sword path that thousands of people practiced, and turned to find his own path.

Now Ma Jiuwan takes the sword again and repeatedly said to the leading monk: "We have a one-on-one man battle, don't shake anyone, don't just lose the price."

The leading monk frowned and said, "I will kill you, and I don't need help from others."

Ma Jiuwan was so happy when the leading monk said this, "I'll listen to it. Don't help if you fight one-on-one."

The leading monk frowned, and he didn't reply this time.

Ma Jiuwan raised his sword and danced a sword flower to the leading monk and smiled: "Among my academic methods, this sword technique is indeed the strongest killing power under the golden elixir. You are very lucky."

The leading monk looked strange and turned to laugh fiercely, "Don't want to scare me, see if I'll kill you!"

Ma Jiuwan set off and pulled his sword into a trap.

This sword is extremely elegant, with only the sword light.

Because I only rely on sword light to kill people.

The leading monk looked shocked and his throat bleeded.

The sword light cut the monk's throat and blood burst out.

Suddenly there was a sound in the sky. An old man with a long beard fell straight to the ground, scattered the sword light with his palm, and made Ma Jiuwan vomit blood and fly backwards with one punch. He did not pursue him. He looked straight at Ma Jiuwan and said deeply: "It's a good sword technique."

The monks in this team looked shocked and bowed to the old man with long beard and said with a respectful voice: "I have met the sect leader."

Ma Jiuwan's flying sword fell aside, and his hand was waving blood, muttering, "I promised not to shake people one on one, this damn old turtle..."

The old man with long beard frowned slightly, and did not get angry. He asked Ma Jiuwan: "Can you tell the honorary teacher's name? If you know me, you will be injured by accident. I will send my friend back to the sect now."

As soon as Ma Jiuwan heard this, he immediately became energetic and shouted: "My father is Chen Jiu, boxing champion Chen Jiu!"

The old man with long beard frowned and thought, shook his head and said, "I have never heard of it."

Ma Jiuwan was stunned for a moment, then said, "Yes, what can you hear of like a local bun?"

The old man with long beard looked gloomy and said, "Young people should still have some awe of their elders."

If he hadn't been afraid of this sect master of Ma Jiuwan, he would have killed him long ago.
To be continued...