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Chapter four hundred and eighty seventh blood-saving knife

A passionate smile was squeezed out on the fat businessman's face, "Fellow Daoist Lin, it was really thanks to you three years ago!" He now has over 300,000 taels of silver, all of which are the foundation laid by a successful transaction three years ago.

"It is fair to take money and eliminate disasters for others, and nothing!"

Li Qiang said carefully: "I don't know what level Fellow Daoist Lin is now. It should be at the peak of the sixth level! Our boss wants to hire you, so you can get the price."

Lin Fenghan said: "Thank you, but I want to go to the desert to find someone."

The fat businessman said: "We also go to the desert. Who are you looking for? How easy is it to do with people!"

Lin Fenghan smiled and said, "Look for a Blood Knife!"

The fat businessman asked in confusion: "Blood Knife, why is this name so familiar?"

Li Qiang seemed to remember something and said in disgrace: "Boss, Blood Sword is a first-level wanted criminal in the desert, and his cultivation has reached the Qiankun realm."

What, the fat businessman's eyes are wide open.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, why are you looking for a blood knife? He is not easy to mess with." Li Qiang reminded.

"Since I'm going to find him, I'm naturally full of plans. You don't have to worry."

"Can't you be in the Qiankun Realm?" The fat businessman had thought of this for a long time, but he subconsciously denied it. After all, a young man in his twenties was already in the Qiankun Realm, which was too shocking.

Lin Fenghan smiled, did not deny it, and said, "Then I won't bother you, I'll leave first."

When Lin Fenghan walked away, Li Qiang and the fat merchant looked at each other. They actually knew a monk from Qiankun realm, and they were such a young monk from Qiankun realm. Not many people would believe this, but all this is true.

"The changes in three years have been really big!" said the fat businessman with emotion.

The figure flying at low altitude was like a blue lightning, and the air waves brought by it scraped out long deep marks on the surface of the desert. Many low-level monsters were blown away dozens of feet away by the condensed energy without even reacting.

"It's the Xiushui River in the Qiankun Realm, so fast!" The busy hunter looked at the figure that was already very fast envy.

"If I become a cultivation level in the Qiankun realm, I can go to the big city to have a leisurely life, and I will be in this ghost place where birds don't poop." "Just dream!"

Blood Knife is a first-level wanted criminal, so why not ask the people from Tianhuang Mansion. I believe they should know that Lin Fenghan thought for a moment and flew towards Shensha City, the headquarters of Tianhuang Mansion.

...

"Who is this Shensha City, it is not allowed to fly." The guards outside Shensha City saw that one person wanted to fly over the city wall, and raised their weapons and shouted.

Standing on the high city wall, Lin Fenghan whispered: "I am Lin Fenghan, I want to see your palace lord."

"Random, are you the ones whom you see? You can't come down yet." Although the monks in the Qiankun realm are powerful, the ones that Shensha City lack the most are monks in the Qiankun realm. These guards have long been commonplace, so how could they give Lin Fenghan face?

"Lin Fenghan, he is a second-level wanted criminal!"

"It's not now. You don't know that the government lord announced that he had withdrawn his wanted more than a month ago."

An extremely powerful aura spread out from the center of Shensha City. After a while, a middle-aged man with no need to face flew through the air. It was the owner of Tianhuang Palace, Chunzisheng.

"Master!" All the guards knelt on one knee and said in unison.

Waving his hand to stop everyone, Chunzisheng sang: "Fellow Daoist Lin, don't be fine!"

Lin Feng smiled faintly and said, "This time I came here because I had something to ask for, please help me."

Chunzisheng said: "If you have anything, just say it! I will definitely help you if you can help." Lin Fenghan's potential is limitless. It would be best if he lets him owe him a favor.

"Blood Knife, you should know! I want to find him."

Blood Sword, Chun Zisheng thought hard for a while and said, "There is such a person who follows me to Tianhuang Mansion, I'll go and ask."

Tianhuang Mansion is located in the center of Shensha City, covering an area of ​​thousands of feet in radius, with a yellow overall color. The architectural style is majestic and extremely magnificent.

In the hall of Tianhuang Mansion.

Chunzisheng asked an old man: "Tuobajue, do you know where the Blood Knife is now!"

Tuobajue is the master of Shaying Hall in Tianhuang Mansion, responsible for detecting intelligence and pursuing wanted criminals. He said respectfully: "Master, according to the information three days ago, Blood Knife stayed in an inn in Wulan Town. I have sent two Qiankun Realm monks to hunt him down."

Two monks in Qiankun realm, Lin Fenghan frowned, hoping that he would not be killed, otherwise he would fail and said, "Fellow Daoist Chun, can you send someone to lead me!"

Chunzisheng nodded and said to Tuobajue: "You took fellow Daoist Lin to Wulan Town, and you listened to him in everything, do you know?"

Although Tuobajue was a little confused, he still agreed, and the matter of what the Lord of the Mansion ordered was not to be questioned at all.

"Then I'll say goodbye first." Lin Fenghan didn't want to waste his time anymore.

Chunzisheng smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Lin, when the matter is finished, remember to come and have a drink with me."

"Okay." Lin Fenghan agreed immediately.

On the endless desert, Tuobajue flew through the air in front, while Lin Fenghan followed behind with three steps.

It seemed that he wanted to test Lin Fenghan's strength, Tuobajue gradually accelerated his speed. As the sixth level of Qiankun Realm and the master of Shaying Hall, his speed was his greatest advantage, and he was even slightly slower than those who had just become the Xuantian Realm. This addition immediately brought up sharp energy and brought out a shallow wave of energy behind him.

Lin Fenghan raised his mouth slightly, his heart moved, his speed suddenly increased, and he still kept a three-step distance from the other party, and he looked leisurely and contented, obviously not doing his best.

The skin was covered with a faint rosy color, and the speed of the tuoba was increased to its limit, as fast as the fastest sand eagle in the desert.

More than half an hour later, Tuobajue breathed his anger. The other party had never escaped from three steps from beginning to end. If he guessed correctly, he should be a cultivator in the Xuantian Realm. Comparing speed with the Xuantian Realm, it would be full.

"Mr. Lin, I'll arrive in Wulan Town in half a day, and I hope it's time."

The Blood Sword has been raging in the Tianhuang Desert for several years, which has greatly damaged the face of Tianhuang Mansion. This time, the two people in the Tuobajue Sect have both cultivated the fourth level of the Qiankun Realm and are good at the art of joint attacks. Ordinary monks in the fifth level of the Qiankun Realm may not be opponents.

On the desert in the eastern part of Wulan Town, three figures intertwined and fought fiercely.

"Blood Knife, let's see where you are running this time!" The man in blue clothes held an iron fork in his hand, and every time he made a move, he would stir up sharp shadows of forks.

"Dangdangdang"
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