Kong Ci casually threw away the token whose points had been emptied, smiled as if he was leisurely, and said: "That's natural. What kind of place is the Holy War Realm? I don't need to tell the great genius Jianying, right? I wonder, there are still others in the world.
Is there a faster way to earn trial points than this?”
Indeed, completing an ordinary trial task issued by the Realm Alliance often only earns a few dozen trial points.
This method of robbing homes, killing people, and buying goods is indeed very risky, but the benefits are often huge.
Killing a martial arts group often earns thousands of points.
The jihadist territory is surrounded by dangers, including open competition and secret intrigues.
Jian Yingyu gritted his teeth and said: "In the Yuan Realm battlefield, strange treasures appear frequently. Those who go to hunt for treasures often suffer heavy casualties and never return. Is it probably related to your Tianjiao Association?"
Kong Ci smiled and said: "That's natural, because this method is so easy to use. But don't put all the blame on my Tianjiao Association, because there are many people in this field!"
Jian Yingyu grasped the sword behind his back and sneered: "Really? But your wishful thinking may be wrong. Just you guys, you want to deal with me?"
Everyone cheered up.
Sword Shadow Jade is known as the best golden elixir in thousands of years. It has won ten consecutive victories on the holy war stage. Maybe it can really turn the tide.
The people who were already in despair felt a little hope in their hearts and started shouting one after another.
"Master Jianying, you must save us..."
"If I don't die today, I will be deeply grateful to you. I am willing to work hard for you in the future!"
"Master Jianying, as long as you can save my life, you can do anything you ask me to do in the future..."
Huangfu Baihu looked at the young man beside him.
Even at this juncture, he still had that extremely indifferent attitude, as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with him. Even when Kong Ci and others suddenly appeared, there was no wave on his face, which made people even more surprised.
It's opaque and seems so unfathomable.
"Although Jian Yingyu has extraordinary talent, he has never stepped into the Xuanmen. If he has to go head-to-head with Kong Ci and Tianjiao, I'm afraid he won't be able to do it. If it doesn't work, I can only use my magic weapon... But, here we are.
At this juncture, this guy should show off his strength, right?"
She thought secretly.
For some reason, the calm demeanor of the young man next to her gave her full confidence. He took the originally uneasy and frightening situation calmly without any panic.
Kong Ci also laughed loudly, with a look of disdain in his eyes, and said coldly: "Jian Yingyu, you think too highly of yourself. If you cultivate Xuanmen, my president will immediately retreat without saying a word. But just
Even with your mere Golden Core realm, how can you defeat me, Mr. Kong?"
As Kong Ci spoke, he waved his hands lightly.
The eight members of the Tianjiao Association who were hanging in mid-air suddenly moved out.
Each of them held a long sword and stabbed the male cultivators, including Sun Ning, fiercely. In an instant, the terrifying sword energy crisscrossed them like a net.
Sun Ning frowned and pulled up the Huangfu White Fox who was standing side by side. With two gentle steps, he was already seven feet away, just in time to avoid the attack.
Huangfu Baihu's beautiful pair of water-cut eyes suddenly revealed a look of surprise.
Why does the footwork performed by this young man look so familiar?
Sun Ning fought against Tai Xuantian in front of her that day, and used the small parallel footwork. This footwork is ever-changing and there is no fixed number, but after all, Huangfu Baihu witnessed it with his own eyes, so of course he would feel that it was familiar.
Others are in dire straits.
Those who took action were strong men including Xuanmen masters. Dealing with their group of golden elixirs was no more troublesome than chopping melons and vegetables.
Under the net of sword energy, the others were strangled to pieces without even the strength to resist.
Except for Sun Ning and Jian Yingyu, all the other male cultivators died. There were only five women left in the originally mighty small team of more than a dozen people.
Xia Daier, Qin Mengjie and other women screamed again, and their beautiful faces turned pale.
Seeing someone escaping from this eight-person fencing formation, Kong Ci had a strange look on his face, and his eyes fell on Sun Ning for the first time, as if he had become interested.
The other eight people also looked at Sun Ning with cold eyes.
"It's interesting."
Kong Ci smiled lukewarmly, slowly drew his sword, looked at Jian Yingyu meaningfully, and said: "If you can catch my three swords, I will admit defeat directly."
Jian Yingyu said angrily: "It's just you?"
Kong Ci laughed, and the sword in his hand suddenly became like a poisonous snake.
He just clicked lightly, and a faint mana poured into the long sword, as if it suddenly gave life to the sword.
In the next moment, the sword in Kong Ci's hand turned into two, two into four, and then into thousands... In the entire dense forest, there was no place that was not his long sword, and no place was not protected by his coldness.
Filled with sharp sword energy.
The most powerful thing about Xuanmen masters is that they possess magic power.
Mana is an extremely agile force, and its effect is equivalent to making those cumbersome and clumsy beasts suddenly possess wisdom that is not inferior to that of humans.
"roll!"
Jian Yingyu shouted loudly, and quickly pointed out the strange-shaped ancient sword in his hand.
The glimmering sword of the eighth level of heaven and earth is indeed extraordinary, like lightning and thunder raging in the dark clouds, thousands of lights and shadows appearing out of thin air.
The swordsmanship of both of them seemed broad and brilliant, and the heavy sword aura was like rolling dark clouds, covering the sky and the sun.
After another moment, the confrontation between the two had changed from a strange swordsmanship to a direct collision of sword energy.
Kong Ci, who had already entered the Xuanmen realm, was obviously superior.
His sword energy was as thick and long as a mighty river, and as delicate as the cutting edge of a knife. In the blink of an eye, he completely suppressed the sword shadow jade.
Under tremendous pressure, Jian Yingyu retreated step by step.
After a few breaths, Kong Ci leaned closer and struck three swords in succession. The sharp sword tip was firmly pressed against Jian Yingyu's eyebrows.
The bright red blood dripped down from Jian Yingyu's eyebrows and along his sword.
Although Jian Yingyu is known as the number one golden elixir in thousands of years and has won ten consecutive victories on the holy war stage, he has not cultivated magic power after all.
It would be okay to fight against an ordinary Xuanmen master, but to deal with a talented warrior like Kong Ci whose methods were extremely tyrannical and who was four levels higher than him, it was still beyond his capabilities.
If you don't enter Taoism, you won't have magical power, and you won't understand the way of heaven.
"Did you see it? This is the gap between us. You are still far behind with just a Jianyingyu."
Kong Ci laughed loudly.
In terms of reputation, future, and status, he cannot be compared with Jian Yingyu.
This feeling of stepping on a peerless genius and controlling his life and death is so wonderful.
Jian Ying clenched his jade steel teeth tightly, his handsome face flushed.
This was not only because of anger, but also because he was so embarrassed in front of the young master.
Xia Daier and other women, who originally had a glimmer of hope, were counting on the sword shadow jade to show its power and save their lives.
At this moment, he saw that even he had fallen into the enemy's hands and had completely lost all hope. Then he saw that the enemy was ruthless and killed people at every turn. How could he still have any luck? All of them had pretty faces turned pale, and they collapsed limply on the ground.
"Don't kill me, please, don't kill me..."
"Let me go, even if I am a slave, I am willing to..."
They had begun to cry and beg.
And in the midst of their pitiful and desperate pleadings, the young man who had been silent from beginning to end suddenly sighed softly and said in a half-hearted tone: "I was too lazy to pay attention to you, but Jian Yingyu is my little brother, this is completely forcing you.