Unexpectedly, he was suddenly in crisis, and the masked man in gray was naturally filled with anger.
The long knife flew and as soon as his feet slid, the person had already arrived in front of Wang Xuan.
With a slash of the knife, strong winds hit the sky and the earth, causing Wang Xuan's expression to change drastically.
This guy is indeed a strong man in the spiritual transformation realm. I had speculated before, but now it is finally confirmed.
The terrifying aura locked onto him, and for a moment, he was completely unable to move.
The blade was about to come, and at this moment, the masked man in gray clothes seemed to have seen the scene where Wang Xuan was split in half.
At the critical moment, the tiger's claws struck horizontally, sending the masked man in gray clothes flying away.
A slight difference can lead to a loss of thousands of miles.
At the critical moment, Xiaohu is more reliable.
The blade was sharp, and a drop of cold sweat immediately broke out. It was so dangerous just now.
With the strength of the seventh level of the Spirit Gathering Realm, it is undoubtedly a bit reluctant to challenge the Spirit Transformation Realm.
"Ho! Ho! Ho!"
The little tiger roared everywhere, and when he looked again, he saw that it was already pressing down on the masked man in gray clothes and beating him.
The tiger's claws knocked the knife away, opened its bloody mouth, and bit the opponent.
In an instant, the masked man in gray clothes was like a new toy of Xiaohu, which he could only let him play with.
As if he was tired from playing, he pressed his tiger claws on his chest. When he exerted force, his chest immediately collapsed.
"Wait a minute, stay alive!"
In order to see the identity of the other party, Wang Xuan shouted loudly.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
He opened his mouth wide and bit the neck of the masked man in gray.
No matter how powerful he is in the Spiritual Transformation Realm, under Xiaohu's repeated attacks, he can only drink his anger on the spot.
As if he heard the cry, the little tiger let go of his bite, turned his head and looked at Wang Xuan, with a humanized look of doubt in his eyes.
"Oh, it's okay."
As he spoke, he rushed forward with a lunge.
Pulling off the mask, I found that the other party's appearance had been ruined and it was difficult to distinguish him at all.
I searched all over my body and found nothing except the knife in my hand.
It seems that this should be a dead soldier.
In order to cope with Wanjian Sect's patrol rules, many of those who committed violent murders resorted to death warriors.
Under normal circumstances, no one would take such a risk unless it is urgent.
Qian Siming was extremely afraid of people like Wang Xuan. Maybe the masked man in gray clothes was secretly sent by him.
He looked at the wound and frowned.
Quickly punch the corpse on the chest to erase the mark of the tiger's claws.
He swung his sword again, one sword after another, and the wound on his neck was completely covered up.
"Little tiger!"
He shouted lowly, signaling it to hide.
Shaking his head, his whole body shook, and the blood stains were instantly removed.
He jumped up and his body quickly shrunk.
By the time it reached Wang Xuan's shoulders, it was only the size of a kitten.
He was still sitting upright on his shoulders, his tail wagging a little uneasily.
"Xiaohu, this time, the enemy is too strong, so you can take action. If the opponent is not strong in the future, you should not take action, lest someone discovers you and stews you in a pot."
He is very intelligent and Xiaohu can completely understand his words.
As if he heard that he was about to be stewed and eaten, his fangs protruded, and there was a fierce light in his eyes, as if he was choosing people to devour.
"Okay, okay, I'm just joking. I won't ask you to take action in the future. Don't be good at taking action. If you really meet an expert, you can do a sneak attack."
After a good meal of comfort, Xiaohu calmed down.
Corpse powder was used in the Blood Sword Sect. It is the right time to destroy corpses and eliminate traces.
He took out a bottle, pulled out the stopper, and was about to pour it on the body, when the surrounding environment suddenly changed.
It was as if an invisible mask had been broken, or as if a bubble had burst.
Soon, a masked man in black appeared.
Who could take off the mask if not Ning Yiyi?
"Hmm? Were you attacked?"
"senior!"
"It seems that someone is really restless and dares to take action without permission while I'm on patrol."
When something like this happened, it was undoubtedly a slap in the face.
His face was as gloomy as water. No matter who it was, it was clear that he didn't take him seriously.
"This guy should be a dead soldier, and there are no clues about him."
"Wang Xuan, according to your judgment, who should this guy be?"
"It's hard to say. I'm afraid I've only offended the Qian family here, but nothing else."
Needless to say, they are both smart people.
Just like Ning Yiyi was just asking questions as a matter of routine, in his heart, he was probably also targeting the Qian family with suspicion.
"Well, okay, I understand. I will handle the body. I believe that no one will show up to deal with you again after this time. Just be careful."
"Okay, senior, farewell."
After seeing Wang Xuan leave, Ning Yiyi focused his attention on the corpse again.
"Huh? This is..."
After checking it carefully, he patted his head and smiled bitterly.
"Hahaha, I didn't expect it to hit me. It seems that boy Wang Xuan's pet is not simple. No wonder it can kill strong men in the spiritual transformation realm. I see."
After saying that, he grasped the body with his right hand and held it tightly. Then, with a "bang", the body turned into ashes and was directly annihilated.
Sure enough, the rest of the journey was as Ning Yiyi expected, uneventful and without any accidents.
The risk is too great. If we get caught again, no one can afford it.
Ahead, what appeared in front of Wang Xuan was a huge valley.
In the valley, there are countless houses and countless towering trees.
After closing his eyes and sensing it, he found that the auras in this valley were very complex, and many of them were extremely obscure.
If the prediction is correct, the master of these auras must be stronger than him.
Arriving at the entrance of the valley, there were several gray-clothed disciples guarding the place and several tables were set up. Just a casual look revealed that these guys were actually stronger than him.
Next to them, there was an old man sitting cross-legged, motionless, seemingly lost in cultivation.
"This junior brother must be here to take the entrance examination. Hurry, hurry up, register."
The two of them even ran over quickly, one to the left and the other to the right, pulling him to the table and gesturing for him to share his personal information.
When it comes to registration, it is nothing more than a name, where you are from, what your strength is, whether you are a casual cultivator, or whether you are from a certain sect.
When they heard Wang Xuan say that he was from the Blood Sword Sect, they looked at each other, much more enthusiastic than before.
One of them even asked long and short questions, almost asking him everything about his experience in the Blood Sword Sect.
With this level of enthusiasm, no one can stand it, let alone Wang Xuan.
Taking the token they issued, I entered the valley almost as if I was running away.
"Hehe, this junior brother is quite interesting. We have agreed that he belongs to me. Don't compete with me when the time comes."
"Okay, okay, it's yours, it's yours, it's so long-winded."