Wang Qinghu and the others were going out to do some shady business this time. The reason a group of ten people gave when they left the family was to hunt some monster beasts outside the Shiwanda Mountain.

The managers of the Wang family didn't go into detail about this. After all, the Wang family didn't have the time to care about whatever they were doing, as long as there weren't any big casualties.

After a long journey, a group of ten people finally arrived at the place Wang Qingyong said. In the distance, they could only see a deserted area.

"Brother Qinghu, have you seen that mountain? The mountain is hollow inside, and their people are all hidden in that mountain."

This time, the ten members of the Wang family came out and no longer wore the unique costumes of the Wang family. Instead, they were all dressed in black robes and had black masks on their faces. At first glance, they did not look like a good group of people.

In this world of cultivating immortals, regardless of the places where there are people during the day, the monks are all immortal and look like gentlemen, but if they really have huge benefits, they can turn into hungry wolves.
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"Shall we rush in directly?"

After Wang Qingyong and Wang Qinghao looked at each other, they both asked: "Then is there any other way?"

"I'll take the lead, you follow behind me."

Just say that and use the flying sword to rush towards the mountain.

When Wang Qinghu was about to fly to the mountain, a rapid sound sounded. Wang Qinghu took a closer look and saw that it was a monk blowing something rapidly.

Seeing this, Wang Qinghu slashed him with one sword. Naturally, the man who could be sent as a guard was not very cultivated. He was only in the early stage of Qi training and was killed by Wang Qinghu on the spot without even sending out the sword.
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But it was also during this time that a group of monks rushed out of the mountain. Wang Qinghu swept his consciousness, raised his brows, and killed the two in the front who were in the late stage of Qi training.

When these monks came out, the Wang family and his party also flew over. Seeing this, they did not hesitate to kill these monks.

The Wang family can be called elites. They attack with flying swords and talismans. They even release spiritual beasts, which makes the monks unable to resist.

On Wang Qinghu's side, he quickly came to a middle-aged male cultivator who was at the seventh level of Qi training with a long knife and chopped him off with one blow.

The male cultivator instantly took out a defensive weapon to resist, while another eighth-level Qi practitioner not far behind him stabbed Wang Qinghu with a sword.

Wang Qinghu, on the other hand, calmly slashed the sword directly on the shield, sending it flying more than ten meters away. Wang Qinghu took advantage of the situation and struck Shangliao to knock away the flying sword.

Return.

He rushed directly towards the seventh-level qi-training monk who was flying upside down, and without giving him any time to react, he slashed at him again.

The male cultivator at the seventh level of Qi training subconsciously raised his shield to block the sword, but a scene soon appeared that made many cultivators present unbelievable.

The long sword directly split the man and the shield in half. Seeing the male cultivator's eyes widening with disbelief on his face, he couldn't help but smile and swung the sword, turned around handsomely, and faced the remaining Qi practitioner.

The monk on the eighth floor.

At this time, the monk at the eighth level of Qi training also reacted. However, the monk's reaction surprised everyone. The monk at the eighth level of Qi training knelt down and threw the flying sword aside.

Even the storage bags were thrown aside.

Seeing this swift action, Wang Qinghu couldn't help but be a little surprised, and immediately asked disdainfully: "You just kneel down and surrender without even fighting. You really have no spine at all."

It stands to reason that monks would generally not surrender even if they were killed in battle, but the scene before him was really beyond Wang Qinghu's expectation.

The leader of this group of monks surrendered, and the remaining junior and middle-level Qi practitioners also stopped fighting.

"Sir, I surrender, can you spare my life?"

Wang Qinghu still said: "Naturally."

As he said this, he also moved towards the male cultivator who was kneeling on his knees. When he was less than three meters away, Wang Qinghu, who was still smiling, turned cold, and he blasted the eighth-level Qi practitioner like lightning.

The male cultivator’s head was chopped off.

The body of the male cultivator slowly fell to the ground. Wang Qinghu then came to the body of the male cultivator with peace of mind. After a while of groping, he found a milky white spider silk in the male cultivator's cuff. Looking at this spider silk, he found something useful.

When I checked it out, a cold sweat broke out on my back.

He cursed secretly in his heart: "Damn, that's so insidious. If I hadn't struck first, I would have been responsible for it today."

Wang Qinghu couldn't detect this spider silk with his spiritual consciousness. It can be said to be the best treasure for Yin people.

Wang Qinghu used his spiritual consciousness to control the spider silk and touched it slightly on his arm. In an instant, a blood groove appeared on Wang Qinghu's arm. If he was not careful, this thing could get into his brain in an instant.
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After a while, Wang Qinghu looked at the more than 20 monks who had stopped resisting. After pondering for a while, he came to these monks and played Killing into Lightning again, killing the sixth-level Qi-training monks here.

After killing him, he said: "You are very lucky, I can let you live."

Upon hearing this, the courage that everyone who was about to resist suddenly dissipated.

A bolder person asked tremblingly: "Are you really not going to kill us?"

"Haha, I do what I say."

Then with a wave of his hand, everyone in the Wang family came forward to seal their cultivations, and then looted all the valuable spiritual stones from their bodies.

Seeing this, Wang Qinghu asked Wang Qingyong to stay with a few people and watch these people, while Wang Qinghu took several tribesmen and carefully walked into the interior of the mountain.

As soon as Wang Qinghu came in, he smelled the aroma of wine. He picked up a bottle of wine placed on the table and looked at it. He couldn't help but said a little strangely: "This is still our own peach blossom wine."

After being surprised, Wang Qinghu went to search inside the room. Although monks always carry their finances with them, there are some items that cannot be kept intact.

However, Wang Qinghu searched the entire house and found nothing of value.

At this moment, a tribesman hurried over and said angrily: "Brother Hu, these monks are really nothing. They actually have seven or eight female monks locked up in one room."

Wang Qinghu was still very disgusted with this kind of thing. He immediately went to the room where the female cultivator was detained with this tribesman, opened the door and took a look, and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

When these seven or eight women saw Wang Qinghu, they showed fear on their faces.

Wang Qinghu waved his hand, and seven or eight strands of spiritual energy flew into the bodies of these female cultivators, unlocking all the prohibitions in their bodies, and then said: "You are free."

As soon as he finished speaking, he left the mountain directly.

After coming out, Wang Qinghu couldn't help but ask about the imprisoned prisoners and learned that those women were captured by them for their enjoyment.

Although Wang Qinghu was a little angry about this, he would not kill these monks because of a few unrelated women.
Chapter completed!