Chapter 655: Evil Battle and Evil Cultivation

Now these talented fighters from the lower realms can be said to be poor and white, many of them are reluctant to return to the spirit beads, and they can't even afford the low-grade Juyuan pill.

Xiao Chen was able to directly buy the top-grade Gui Lingzhu, it must be the spirit stone brought from the lower realm, which is much more than them.

There were a few guys with their eyes rolling around, looking at Xiao Chen, wondering what they were thinking.

Zhuo Yushi warmly invited: "By the way, Xiao Chen, we have just accepted an escort mission, and we can complete the round trip in half a month. It is very safe. Do you want to come together?"

"No need, I have accepted a mission to kill casual cultivators, and we will have the opportunity to cooperate in the future."

Half a month is too long, and the reward will not be high. Xiao Chen didn't want to accept such a task, so he waved his hand and declined the invitation.

When Zhuo Yushi and the other group of people heard the words, their faces were full of astonishment, and they seemed very surprised.

"What do you do with the task of killing casual cultivators? The reward for the task is high, but it is extremely dangerous. Most senior disciples dare not take it lightly." Zhuo Yushi said.

Loose cultivators are usually ruthless, murderous countless people, and they are family members everywhere. He has rich combat experience, likes to act according to his will, has lived in blood and fire for many years, and each of them is a generation who is not afraid of death.

The competition in the sect is fierce, but there are very few cases of death, compared with the disciples of the sect and the casual cultivators.

There will be an obvious gap in momentum, and there is no comparison in combat experience. The task of killing casual cultivators is usually completed by senior inner disciples working together in twos and threes.

Zhuo Yushi said a lot, hoping that Xiao Chen could change his mind and join them in the escort mission.

"I've made up my mind and I'm leaving."

Xiao Chen was aware of his own strength and didn't want to say anything more, so he left directly after saying goodbye.

"Brother table, stop trying to persuade him, he wants to die, stop him from doing anything."

"We first came to Kunlun, how can we take risks so quickly, we must first accumulate strength."

"This guy is really overestimated. If he is really powerful, he will form a new faction just like Ghost Wu and Situ Gang, and he will need to return the Lingzhu to Ghost Wu."

Several people discussed a lot, and showed expressions of disdain to Xiao Chen who left, thinking that he was looking for a dead end.

Zhuo Yushi's face was also a little unhappy, and he tried to persuade him, but Xiao Chen didn't appreciate it at all.

The sages and sages in ancient times are all lonely, Qu Gao is lonely and widowed, and no one can understand. Perhaps this is the biggest reason.

Xiao Chen listened to everyone's words one by one, and he didn't even have the thought of refuting in his heart.

...

Coming to Tianling City through the teleportation array, Xiao Chen spent a little Lingshi and obtained the information and movements of that group of casual practitioners from an information selling organization.

That group of casual cultivators consisted of seven people, all of whom had cultivation bases at the middle stage of a low-rank Martial Emperor, and the leader even had the cultivation base of a low-rank peak Martial Emperor, and had even taken the priceless Juyuan Pill on the black market.

The seven of them lived in several nearby states, and frequently committed crimes. They were jointly wanted by several states, and earned a nickname of "Heifeng Qisha", and they were notorious in several nearby states.

As casual cultivators are extremely cunning, Black Wind Qisha is even more so. Several times...several times the true disciples of the big sect, or the elders went to arrest him.

These people will scatter when they hear the news, fleeing in all directions, not fighting with each other. Sending inner disciples, but never returning, caused headaches for all major sects.

Xiao Chen frowned slightly, never thought that this group of loose cultivators would have such a reputation, the danger of this trip might be much higher than what he imagined.

...

The waning moon is gone, the stars are not appearing, the night is dark, and the fingers cannot be seen.

The Feng family, one of the four major families in Dingshui City, is brightly lit, and the whole house is under martial law. The house guards patrol back and forth, and the huge mansion is like facing an enemy.

Half a month ago, the other two major families in the city, the Tang family and the Liu family, were all killed by that group of casual cultivators, and every single one of them was killed. Women, old and young, all died tragically.

And it is said that they will come back in half a month, making everyone in the Feng family feel uneasy, fearing that they will encounter exactly the same results as the previous two.

In the hall, all the elites of the Feng family gathered here. Including the head of the Feng family, there are five lower-rank Martial Emperors in total, and there are more than 20 Martial Kings and hundreds of Martial Venerables.

But everyone didn't have the slightest sense of security in their hearts. Everyone knew that if the Black Wind Seven Shas really came, it would not be enough to rely on this strength.

The Patriarch of the Feng family is a middle-aged man over forty years old, with a worried expression on his face, he murmured in his heart: "I don't know, whether our mission request has been received in Haotianzong or not."

After thinking about it, I felt that the hope was slim, and the true disciples would never come. The little reward he gave would not attract many senior disciples, and one or two would not be of much use.

No matter how you think about it, it's a dead end.

"Hahaha, who is the Patriarch of the Feng family? Give me all the women and spirit stones. We, Black Wind Seven Sha, can give you a happy time!"

While he was thinking about it, there was a burst of arrogant laughter from a distance, the voice was rough, revealing an extremely uncomfortable killing spirit.

"coming!"

The faces of everyone in the hall changed, a trace of panic flashed in their eyes, and the hand holding the weapon even trembled slightly.

Heifeng Qisha, with his vicious reputation spread far and wide, and his methods were cruel. Before the war started, it caused great psychological pressure on everyone.

Five minutes passed, but after Heifeng Qisha let out a laugh, he never appeared, which made everyone feel a little puzzled.

Hearing the previous voice, it was clear that the Heifeng Qisha was less than Lixu's distance away, how could it be possible that he hadn't arrived yet.

The Patriarch of the Feng family thought of a certain possibility, shook the long sword in his hand tightly, and said, "Go out and have a look!"

A group of people left the hall, raised their eyes and saw a tall building in front of them. A young swordsman, who couldn't see clearly, was dressed in white and stood calmly on the eaves.

In front of him, seven men in black with murderous intent filled their bodies stopped on the roof of a building opposite.

The body of the seven men in black was filled with a strong smell of blood. It was a killing intent that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and it couldn't be washed off no matter how they were washed.

At first, there was only one left eye, the other right eye was gray and white, and there was a circle of bloody scars around the eye socket. At first glance, it looked like a blood hole.

It is very scary, if you are a timid person, I am afraid that you will not be able to look directly at it, and you will be timid before fighting, and you will be confused before you start fighting.

"Where did the boy come from, dare to block our way." Beside the one-eyed man, a man who was as thin as a monkey with a lewd look in his eyes shouted.

There was an evil spirit in the words, which floated along with the sound waves, intending to invade Xiao Chen's mind.

Xiao Chen's expression remained unchanged, the spiritual power in the sea of ​​consciousness churned like a sea wave, and said in a cold voice: "So what if it blocks your way?"

His powerful spiritual power was also contained in the voice, and the sound waves rolled and crashed. He met the thin monkey man's voice, and easily broke the killing intent in the other's words.

The sound waves continued, and he continued to move forward. The thin monkey man snorted, took a step back, and suffered a small loss in Xiao Chen's hands.

The one-eyed man in the lead, seeing this scene, said with a sinister smile: "He has some skills, boy, which sect, after you die, I can send your head back."

"Xiao Chen, an inner disciple of the Haotian School, Caotou Xiao, the sun is morning." Xiao Chen said slowly: "But I'm afraid you won't be able to get my head, so you should lend me your head for a while!"

The slow speed of speech gave people a lazy feeling at first, which made people give up a little vigilance unintentionally.

But Xiao Chen received the last word neatly, without procrastinating. When they realized that Xiao Chen had finished speaking, Xiao Chen had already left the building.

"Not good." The one-eyed man's expression changed, and he said loudly, "Lao Qi, be careful!"

On a quiet night, without moon or stars, a gust of wind suddenly blew up, and the sound of screaming fists came from the wind.

It was Xiao Chen who swung the green dragon tail, drew a sharply curved arc in the air, and killed the weakest person among the seven with lightning speed.

The man sensed Xiao Chen's sudden attack. Although he was surprised, he didn't panic, showing extremely rich combat experience.

The right ear moved slightly, listening carefully to the sound of the wind, and then reacted quickly, turned sideways and slammed towards Xiao Chen without hesitation.

boom!

When the two fists collided, billowing air waves exploded, and the gusts of wind overflowed, making people's eyes hard to open.

The man remained motionless, watching Xiao Chen's figure slowly disappearing into the strong wind, and said with a sneer, "Small tricks, inner disciples like you, we, Black Wind Seven Shas, have killed countless people."

"Yeah?"

A voice came from above him, and he was confused for no reason. When he looked up, he found that there was also Xiao Chen above him.

Without giving him time to react, Xiao Chen mobilized all the energy in his body, and released the Armor Breaking Fist from Dragon Claw Fist, forming a sharp airflow.

Break through the opponent's body-protecting true energy, and blast it at the Tianmen acupoint on the top of his head, which is one of the fatal acupoints of the human body, and the energy pours in along the fist light.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of the man's mouth, and he died on the spot.

Everything happened between lightning and flint, but within a few breaths, the weakest person was killed by Xiao Chen on the spot.

Others looked carefully, only to realize that the figure that was hidden in the wind was just a clone.

"court death!"

Heifeng Qisha roamed around in all directions, happy and happy, and had never seen any kind of turbulent waves. Even the elders and deacons, the true disciples of the sect, couldn't do anything about them.

In a face-to-face meeting today, one person was taken down by Xiao Chen, and he was just an inner disciple of the Haotian School.

The one-eyed man let out a loud cry, releasing a murderous aura all over his body, and drew out a saber, condensing a dazzling blade light, and slashed at him angrily.

The other five people also reacted quickly, moving their feet up and down, blocking all of Xiao Chen's escape routes.

In a blink of an eye, a tight encirclement circle was formed, sealing Xiao Chen inside.

These people sealed off his escape route, they just wanted to force him to fight the one-eyed man recklessly, not allowing him to face the mountain wall.

But can he retreat?

Xiao Chen smiled lightly, turned his palms over, and the Moon Shadow Knife appeared from the Qiankun Ring, holding the handle of the knife with his right hand, and the light came out of the sheath.

Whoosh!

In midair, every time Xiao Chen took a step, he could leave an afterimage in midair, and each afterimage swung a saber, which was already different.