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Chapter 57 Gold Medal! Gold Medal!

Feng Yin killed Mo Zhengdao with one strike of his sword. Without any hesitation, he rose up with the sword drawn. The light of the sword turned into a wheel of light, and he fought in all directions at night, protecting his whole body.

With the continuous sound of Dangdang Dangdang, there were more than a dozen sword weapons, which was cut off by him, and his body was shining, as if he could fly a dozen feet towards the air.

But with a soft whooshing sound, a wind blade carrying the black silkworm silk passed by at high speed. The moment it hit Fengyin's chest, the wind blade turned invisible, and Fengyin grabbed the black silkworm silk behind it.

On the big tree outside the courtyard, Feng Ying's two little claws turned into afterimages and flew rapidly, creating the highest speed of pulling force...

At this moment, the little guy is wearing a black robe, as if he is integrated into the big tree. After completing the task of pretending to attack Mo Xiaoyu, and escaping from the sewer, he immediately returned here to wait, waiting for the moment when the planned stroke seal was high in the sky.

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brush.

Feng Yin's body, with the help of ink silk, floated through the air like a ghost, escaping at high speed.

At this moment, Mr. Zhou finally arrived, and when he saw this, he shouted: "Stay with me, you pretentious rat!"

The sword flashed across the sky, striking at the wind seal that was escaping at high speed.

At this moment, Mo Xiaoyu also arrived with flying swords in front of and behind his feet, shouting angrily: "Catch him! I will cut him into pieces!"

At this moment, they didn't know that Mo Zhengdao was dead.

Feng Yin's body rushed towards the big tree outside the courtyard like lightning. Although Zhou Lao's sword light was also very fast, it was still inferior to Mo Silk's Feng Yin, and it was in vain.

But Mr. Zhou was unwilling to give up. He exploded at his ultimate speed and was about to approach the big tree. In anger, he directly exerted all his strength, eager to cut Feng Yin's body into pieces with a sword to repay the humiliation.

However, at this moment, another sneer suddenly sounded.

As Feng Yin's body submerged into the tree crown, another black shadow rushed down from the tree crown!

In the dark night, the man's eyes were shining, shining like a vulture in the desert.

Immediately, a bold blow was made!

There was a loud noise in the local area.

The swords met in mid-air.

There was a roar, and Mr. Zhou's body was shaken violently. Blood gushed out from his five senses and seven orifices at the same time. His heart was also violently shocked. He passed out in mid-air and flew out like a kite with its string broken.

The long sword in his hand was even full of cracks.

His cultivation level was not even close to Zhuang Weiran's, and his whole body's meridians were almost completely shattered by the shock of this blow.

At this moment, Mo Xiaoyu rushed under Mr. Zhou, and when he was about to draw his sword, he saw Mr. Zhou being slashed away by a sword. Immediately, all the dead souls emerged, and he turned around and left.

"You still want to run away from me!"

Zhuang Weiran's palms contracted and stretched in the air, and with a muffled sound, he punched an air-piercing fist across a twenty-foot space, and landed firmly on Mo Xiaoyu's body!

boom!

Mo Xiaoyu didn't even have time to let out a scream, and his whole body turned into a ball of minced meat in mid-air!

This young hero from the Supreme Mountain, with direct bloodline, had everything go wrong when he came to Yuezhou. First he lost track of his target, then his bodyguard was killed, and he went to jail.

After finally getting out, the Qiankun Bao that I carried with me was stolen within a few days. I tried my best to send the message back, and then I went to Mo Zhengdao to relax and drink, to adjust my mood, and I caught up with him at the right time.

In this murderous situation, a life was finally lost here!

His experience can be said to be the most unlucky during this period.

If Mr. Zhou had seen through Feng Yin's weak strength and understood that his target was actually Mo Zhengdao, and would not have turned around and counterattacked, nothing would have happened later. If Mo Xiaoyu had not wanted to pursue Feng Yin for revenge, he would not have suffered death either.

Er.

This is not due to bad luck, there is simply no other explanation.

The person who said he wanted to cut Feng Yin's body into thousands of pieces was cut into pieces within a few moments. His words really came true, and he will not be happy with his retribution!

What's even more outrageous is that Zhuang Weiran had no idea who he was killing.

Killing means killing. Does it matter who the other party is?

So he had no idea that he actually killed a big shot...

After the punch was thrown, he didn't even look at the result. He just stepped into the air, turned around, and retreated to the top of the big tree. Then he escorted Feng Yin and left in a graceful way.

The big trees along the way were picking up ink silk, moving at extremely fast speeds, and disappearing in an instant.

When he reappeared, he was already in his own big yard again.

After completing the task, Fengyin felt refreshed and high-spirited.

"Done! I can definitely advance this time!"

"That's good." Zhuang Weiran didn't care. To him, this was really a trivial matter.

"Then I go back to sleep?"

"good."

Zhuang Weiran left.

With a soothing smile on his face, Fengyin returned to his room, petted the cat for a while as usual, and then took out the Juntianjian, happily looking at the fruits of his labor and enjoying the joy of promotion.

Mission: Mo Zhengdao, because he fell in love with the daughter of the master of a martial arts gym, and the matchmaker failed, he forced her to marry him. When he couldn't get his wish, he massacred the entire martial arts gym, and covered up the story with the story of a plague; the girl was kidnapped and ravaged to death...



The cruelty of his methods is inhumane, and the viciousness of his thoughts are infuriating to both heaven and man. He orders Jun Tian's men to kill those who do it, in order to repay the heaven above and the people below.

The task has been completed.

Completed by: Gentle. Level, gold medal. Ranking, nineteen thousand three hundred and twenty-five.

Gold medal!

Sure enough, it’s already a gold medal!

Fengyin’s heart is filled with excitement!

Not only was he successfully promoted, but his ranking was not low, and he was promoted to within 20,000 in one go.

It can be seen that the value of Mo Zhengdao's mission goal is quite high!

There are also material rewards, one sword technique, one footwork technique, one mind technique, and a big white steamed bun; in terms of elixirs, there are two realm-breaking pills of the third grade of the innate realm, and a bottle of Yuanli of the third grade of the innate realm.

Pill, a bottle of marrow-cleansing pill that is innately of the third grade.

At the end, there are still five hundred taels of silver.

Such a reward is a big hit for the average Juntian Shou gold medal killer!

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Even Feng Yin, who is wealthy, is smiling from ear to ear.

This time, a lot of cat food is in place again!

The little guy is getting more and more naughty now.

She was completely dismissive of the ordinary vitality pills; if she was given a low-level one, she would rub her head against Feng Yin's hand and groan to express her dissatisfaction.

All in all, if you go around and around, you won’t be finished until you get better.

But high-level elixirs are naturally even more rare. You can't buy them with a lot of money. Feng Yin also has a limited amount of money, so he can only use them sparingly. The mission reward elixirs from Jun Tianshou have gradually failed to keep up with Feng Yin and the little guy.

Although the speed of progress is not completely behind the times, the help is already relatively limited...

But calculating the time, Wu Tiejun and He Fei went there and the compensation for themselves should be almost in place!

Before, I and Feng Ying worked tirelessly to make so many pills. Even if they were half sold and half given away, they were still worth a lot of money!

I believe that they will not treat me badly. By then, there will be a lot of not only Feng Ying's cat food, but also knife food.

When I think about it, it's like three blessings, all good things.

When Jun Tianjian was refreshed next time, Feng Yin indeed saw the news he wanted.

"Killer name: Gentle. Serial number,; promoted to the gold medal on a certain day and time of a certain month; meeting the gold medal training requirements, please be sure to go to the Black Crow Valley of Wutong Mountain to gather between August 10 and August 15.

Accept Juntian Shou's unified gold medal training, and if you fail to do so, you will be automatically given up."

"The password to enter Black Crow Valley: One hand is the sky, the other hand is the world."

"Follow Jun Tianjian as the standard, and the power of blood as the guide."

"May you clear this world from filth; may your martial arts be like a long rainbow that reaches into the starry sky!"

Feng Yin felt his heart beating loudly.

coming!

finally come!

Juntianshou’s gold medal training is finally here!

I have been waiting for this day for too long, for several months!

Today is the 13th of July, and there is still nearly a month until the 10th of August. There is still enough time to do a lot of things, so there is no need to rush!

Full of success, Feng Yin lay on the bed with his head in his hands and couldn't help but cross his legs. From today on, he will become a member of the Juntian Shou regular army.

But this Mo Zhengdao has been on the gold medal list for so long, but no one can kill him. It is really strange. His own strength is average in my opinion. It seems that it is mostly due to the protection of his subordinates. He does have a lot of subordinates.

Experts, not to mention human-level cultivators, and strict protection are the only way to survive to this day!

Mr. Feng couldn't help but feel complacent.

He has never thought that the reason why Mo Zhengdao is so difficult to kill is related to his own strength, but it is not the main reason. The fact that the strength of Fengyin itself has crossed from the seventh-level innate to the peak of the fourth-level innate in one step is the reason why this battle can be successful.

One of the main reasons, in other words, Feng Yin's current strength has surpassed quite a few gold medal killers.

In addition, there is another more important reason: few people can explore Mo Zhengdao's home in advance like Feng Yin, and find out how familiar they are with it, and are more familiar with it than the target Mo Zhengdao.

Even a drain hole the size of a mouse hole was taken advantage of.

Not to mention that the plants in Mo Zhengdao's house are all helping Feng Yin...

Under such layers of arrangements, and at those subtle moments, with an unexpected and decisive blow, supplemented by the knife's helper's weird ability that is beyond cognition and completely beyond people's cognition, the blade is indestructible wherever it passes. What can Mo Zheng do?

Can you survive?!

If such a knife still can't kill Mo Zhengdao, then...the existence of the Spirit Transformation Sutra and the knife are too useless, and there is no need to exist at all.

Now the person is killed, the task is completed, the golden medal is successfully achieved, and the ultimate goal of going to the gold medal training is achieved.

However, Feng Yin himself had no idea that he had unintentionally gotten into a big trouble!

It can even be said that even if the other party finds the door, Feng Yin will only look confused.

"What's going on? I didn't do it...Did you find the wrong person to seek revenge on?"


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