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Chapter 1029 Harvest

However, no matter how hard the warrior begged, Wei Zong acted as if he didn't hear him and stabbed him with his sword.

No matter what you say, I only stab mine.

Seeing that begging for mercy was in vain, the warrior's face suddenly changed. He originally had his back turned to Wei Zong, but the next moment his head suddenly turned 180 degrees, his eyes popped out, and he stared at Wei Zong, looking extremely terrifying.

But this was nothing. The warrior's mouth moved slightly, and a black light penetrated the void and shot toward Wei Zong at lightning speed.

This scene happened so suddenly and Wumang was so fast that most people would never be able to react.

But is Wei Zong an ordinary person?

He raised his left hand suddenly and grabbed it in the air at a speed that was almost invisible to the eyes, and actually caught the black light in his hand. Wei Zong opened his palm, and inside was a small willow-leaf-shaped flying knife, which was all over the body.

It is pitch black and sparkles with a dark luster, and you can tell at a glance that it is poisonous.

Throwing the flying knife gently, Wei Zong sneered: "I have been wary of you for a long time."

"you……"

Seeing this scene, the warrior became truly panicked, and his face turned extremely pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Before Wei Zong could speak, he stabbed his sword with a pop, and the warrior's head was penetrated instantly, and his life flowed away rapidly. Before he was completely dead, Wei Zong reached over and whispered in his ear.

Qingdao:

"About the rules of the foreign battlefield, you don't need to teach me, I know more than you!"

"What on earth are you..."

The warrior's lips trembled, but unfortunately before he could finish his sentence, he tilted his head and fell completely.

"Go to the underworld with this question!"

Wei Zong made a move with his hand, and the storage ring in the warrior's hand immediately fell off automatically and flew into Wei Zong's hand.

With one sweep of Wei Zong's spirit, he easily cracked the remaining mark of the spirit on it, and the next moment, his spirit penetrated it.

This is a small space, only a few feet in diameter.

Everything you see is mostly primeval stones.

The best elemental stone!

There are probably hundreds of them, not too many.

It's normal. Not everyone is a rich kid like Wu Youwei. They always carry 10,000 top-quality Yuan stones with them when they go out. In addition, Yuan stones are consumed a lot in the battlefield outside the territory. It's good to have so much left.

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In addition, there are some jade slips and some bottles and cans.

Bottles and jars contain healing elixirs of several stars, with a strong medicinal smell. It is normal. In such a harsh environment on the battlefield outside the territory, it is extremely troublesome to be injured, especially for such a lone traveler.

It is said that injury almost means that the probability of death increases significantly.

Therefore, it is extremely normal to carry a large amount of healing elixirs with you.

Moving his eyes away from the elixir, Wei Zong began to look at the jade slips seriously.

Picking up a jade slip, Wei Zong put it on his head and looked at it carefully, and found that it was a martial art practiced by the warrior, called Ghost Shadow Sword Technique. After practicing it to a great extent, he could separate nine shadows that were exactly the same as himself.

During the attack, ghosts appear all over the place, making it impossible for the enemy to defend against it.

The warrior only cultivated three shadows. It seemed that he was still far away from Dacheng, and could only be regarded as a small success.

After just a cursory glance, Wei Zong put the jade slip back. This thing was of little use to him, far less useful than those Yuan stones. Then, Wei Zong was not idle, and put the remaining jade slips back.

The jade slip also looked at it carefully.

They were all martial arts and martial arts practiced by that warrior, most of which were of no use to Wei Zong.

However, there was one book that made Wei Zong a little interested.

It’s called the Traceless Knife!

It was the black light that the warrior finally spit out. Not only was it extremely fast, it was also silent, making it difficult for people to detect it.

What surprised Wei Zong even more was that this Wuhendao was actually created by a strong man from the Xiaoyao Realm, and was considered a Xiaoyao-level martial skill. This martial skill was far from simple. The martial artist had only scratched the surface of his cultivation.

Being silent doesn't even count, otherwise Wei Zong wouldn't be able to catch him easily.

Of course, this is no wonder to him, after all, even the creator of this martial art has not really cultivated it to perfection.

This martial skill is more like a semi-finished product.

According to the creator's deduction, after it is truly completed, this traceless knife can achieve true tracelessness, transcending the limitations of time, space, and even cause and effect...

The knife comes out, leaving no trace, and the person dies!

There is no trace of anything.

"This is kind of interesting..."

As a sword master, Wei Zong naturally saw the potential of this martial arts. He thought for a while, solemnly accepted the jade slip, and prepared to study it when he settled down, so that he could finally integrate it into his own martial arts.

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Just when Wei Zong accepted the jade slips, Wu Youwei walked over with her head tilted.

"What are you doing?" The next moment, she saw the storage ring in Wei Zong's hand, and her eyes suddenly widened: "Loot?"

"It's my trophy!" Wei Zong emphasized: "You didn't do anything."

"I know it's yours, but I won't steal it." She mumbled and took the storage ring from Wei Zong's hand.

"I'm just taking a look."

Her mind swept away, and she was a little disappointed when she saw what was inside.

"That's all. I thought there was something good in it."

"Otherwise, they are just struggling to make a living on the battlefield outside the territory, and they also need to practice. If there are any good things, I will probably use them directly on myself, and they will need to be placed in the storage ring."

Wei Zong's words are indeed true. It is not impossible to find some genius treasures and rare treasures in the storage ring, but they are very rare. If there really is such a thing, in a difficult environment like the battlefield outside the territory,

I'm afraid I'll use it myself as soon as possible.

The people here don't know what maximizing profits is. In order to make elixirs and other things to exert all their effectiveness, they just swallow them alive.

"Stop looking, there's nothing interesting to see. Give it to me." Wei Zong snatched the storage ring from Wu Youwei's hand and put it away himself.

"Let's see you won't lose a piece of meat. Why are you so stingy?"

Wu Youwei muttered, and then she suddenly became curious.

"Wait a minute, Wei Zong, don't you think..." She frowned, thought for a moment, and then said, "Isn't this person's storage ring a bit small..."

It's just a few feet in diameter, so it's too small. It can only hold a few small things, not even big ones.

Unlike her storage ring, which is huge and has a radius of hundreds of miles. Even the shuttle is stored in it and can be taken out when needed.

Although her storage ring is specially customized and is larger than ordinary storage rings, with the cultivation level of the warrior, she cannot even afford a larger storage ring.

I'm using this little thing.

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster, and Wu Youwei instinctively felt that something was wrong.

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