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Ahead, a deep ditch blocked the way. Slowly down the hill to the bottom of the ditch. A stream trickles into the distance, surrounded by trees and adds to the loneliness of being far away from the hustle and bustle.

Blameless stood at the bottom of the ditch, looking up.

After walking for more than ten miles, everywhere I passed, there were towering ancient trees, but I didn't see any wild fruits that could be tasted. If you continue to go forward, you can go directly to the Xuanwu Cliff. And Xuanwu Cliff not only has a scripture pavilion, but also a place to teach the law.

It is said that disciples of all families can go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to consult the Dharma classics. Maybe there are other rules, and I don't know at the moment.

Wuyi hesitated for a moment, and did not leave, but squatted down, reached out and sprinkled the stream water on his face. Cool and moist noodles, refreshing. He rolled up his sleeves again, wanting to wash up, but his expression moved, and he slowly turned around.

At the same time, two figures fell from the sky, and the two sounds of "bang, bang" fell not far from the front and back. The stout body smashed down, splashing a puff of smoke and dust at the bottom of the ditch. Then a grinuous laugh sounded—

"Ha, this place is called Xuanwu Stream, which is the most low-lying and remote place in the Xuanwu Valley......"

"Ga, unlucky boy, hurry up and hand over the spirit stone magic weapon, don't force my brother to do it......"

Wuyi shook his hand and stood up, not panicking, but smiling as if he had expected it.

The basalt stream is the most low-lying and remote, that is, it provokes movement here, and no one knows for a while.

"It's not difficult for the two of you to want the magic weapon of the spirit stone, report your name!"

It was two strong men, one blonde and the other white-haired, both in their twenties, who did not hang their waist cards, perhaps deliberately concealing them, just to hide their deed. In the face of the inquiry, he ignored it, just stretched out his arms and rolled up his sleeves, and their sinister smiles revealed irrepressible pride.

Wu Blame suddenly said: "Oh, the two are the senior brothers of the Four Elephant Sect?"

He remembered that Sixiangmen and Yuantianmen were close neighbors, and they were constantly arguing with each other.

"Ha, it's not the ...... of the Four Elephants"

"Seeing that you are interested, you might as well make it clear that the two of us are masters of the Xuanhuo Gate......"

The two fifth-layer disciples of the Feather Warrior actually came from the Xuanhuo Gate. It can be seen that the situation of Yuan Tianmen is unbearable, and any family can be wantonly bullied.

The corners of his mouth grinned, and he begged with a smile: "It's a pity that I have just arrived, and I don't have a spirit stone magic weapon, so why don't I offer it another day, and say goodbye......"

Before the words fell, a flash of fire came. He was secretly startled and dodged. The arm-thick firelight "boomed" to the ground, and the hard stone at the bottom of the ditch was burned to the point of "crackling", followed by a "flutter" sound, and the still flowing stream also turned into a fog. Then there was a fierce laugh: "Haha, a kid who has no cultivation dares to play tricks, I will burn you......"

The so-called Xuanhuo should be an existence that builds the foundation of the true fire. And under the pretense of spells, they can be cast by the feather monks, and their power can be imagined. If you are not careful, you will disappear under the flames.

Wu Yi was taken aback, angry and angry: "We are both disciples of the Xinghai Sect, why bother to force each other......?

The blonde man behind him raised his hand and grabbed it, the fire in his palm flickered, and he said indifferently: "Disciple fighting methods have long been commonplace in Xinghai Sect, not to mention that you and I are foreign disciples, so no one cares about it......"

The blameless sword eyebrows were slanted, but he stretched out the ring in his right hand and walked along the voice: "This senior brother is angry, and you will be ......" In the blink of an eye, they approached each other. The other party put away the fire in his palm, his face full of anticipation. And he suddenly clenched his fists with five fingers and smashed them at the greedy face.

Instead of thinking about it, since the disciples are fighting and are treated as fighting methods and no one pays attention to them, why should I have any scruples.

The blonde-haired strong man was completely defenseless, and he didn't expect Wuyi to dare to resist, let alone that the iron fist was so strong and unstoppable. "Bang dang", the sky is full of gold stars. The bridge of the nose collapsed, and blood splattered. He howled in pain, hurriedly stepped back, grabbed it with both hands, and was about to cast a spell to return the color.

Since he did it, how could he be merciful, not to mention that there was a white-haired guy who had already urged the fire to come over. He took advantage of the situation to move forward, grabbed the neck of the blonde man with his left hand, and smashed it with his right fist, and hit the vital part of his head again and again.

Although the blonde man was strong, he had never seen a move like hand-to-hand combat, and the corners of his eyes suddenly exploded, and his ears were bleeding. He couldn't care about casting spells anymore, and was forced to retreat, desperately exerting his body protection spiritual power to struggle, but it was too late, his neck and throat were pierced by iron hook-like fingers, and then there was a whining sound, and his head was sunken with a "boom". Before he could scream, his eyes rolled and he passed out, and before he could fall to the ground, he was grabbed by both hands and flew up.

No blame is a good idea of the truth that the first strike is stronger, especially when he is bare-handed, in the face of two guys with amazing powers, he doesn't dare to have half a point of luck. And he had just leveled the blonde man, when a flash of fire came behind him, and it was so fast that it was impossible to dodge. In a hurry, he grabbed the blond man and turned and smashed it.

The "boom" burst into flames, and the faint blonde man turned into ashes in an instant. The white-haired strong man was unexpected, and he was already stunned. And at this moment, a ghostly figure rushed in. He hurriedly responded, "bang, bang" two fists smashed on the crook of his arm, the meridians were suddenly blocked, and he couldn't cast a spell for a while. Without waiting to dodge, "Bang" hit a heart-piercing kick, and "Kara" kicked and shattered the spiritual power of the body, and he immediately flew backwards from the ground. And the person was in mid-air, and then stepped down with a volley. "Plopped" and fell to the ground, making him miserable. Unexpectedly, two more feet came one after another with a thousand momentum, and two hammer-like fists smashed his head into bloom.

Even a beast can't afford to be tortured like this, let alone human!

And no blame is under the hatred, and there is no effort. After only a few moments of punching and kicking, the people on the ground were already blurred with flesh and blood and did not move. He took a sip at this time, stopped stupidly, looked down, and couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

He's dead?

The white-haired strong man, unrecognizable, and breathless, is not dead! Without a beating! Who made you want to harm my life, and come without being rude!

However, coupled with the blonde strong man who was burned to ashes, the two Xuanhuo Sect disciples actually died!

I can't control a lot, and see if there is a harvest!

Wu Yi took a ring from the finger of the white-haired man, searched left and right, and got the ring of the blonde man again, and then walked to the stream not far away, washed it up, sat down on the spot and looked at it intently.

Most of the Yushi disciples' receiving rings are not prohibited, and the divine sense checks them, and they can see them at a glance.

Blameless took the two rings and shook them a few times, and there were a few more things on the ground in front of him.

Two three-foot jade pieces are cloud plates, two jade slips are the exercises of the Xuanhuo Gate, and four jade plaques are the tokens of the Xuanhuo Gate and the Xinghai Sect. There were also a few shabby shirts, boots, and a few pieces of jerky. Finally, there are three sparkling stones, which are the coveted spirit stones!

Wu Yi hurriedly grabbed the spirit stone in his hand, and was disappointed.

Three spirit stones, two of which have dimmed their luster. Needless to say, most of the aura has been absorbed.

Alas, the two guys are like themselves, they are both poor, and they actually committed robbery. Robbery, that's a good idea. And robbery also costs money. If you take your life, the gains outweigh the losses. Especially when you encounter a robbery expert, you can only consider yourself unlucky in the end!

However, although there are few spirit stones, it is better than nothing. Otherwise, wouldn't the two Xuanhuo Sect disciples die in vain?

Blameless self-comforting, palms straining. As the aura entered the body, the two spirit stones shattered into chips. He grabbed the last spirit stone, absorbed it, and looked at the jade slip of the exercise, and was secretly a little curious.

Those two Xuanhuo Sect disciples were clearly the true fire that only the foundation building monks had. It's just that the power has weakened, and the magic power has found a different way. In particular, the fire resistance technique is unheard of......

"You dare to kill and loot in Xuanwu Valley, you are so bold-"

Wu Blame Shang looked at the exercises of the Xuanhuo Gate, and wanted to learn from it, but unexpectedly, an angry roar sounded in the air, and then a powerful mana was under the hood. He was caught off guard and hurriedly threw the jade slip, but he didn't forget to absorb the aura of the palm spirit stone. The moment the spirit stone shattered, his limbs were already bound by mana, and he rose into the air with the three figures.

In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the open space in front of the various immortal gate stations.

Blameless was still tied to his limbs, hanging upside down in the air. Mana is imprisoned, and he can't move. And the rest of his eyes saw the situation up and down and couldn't help but secretly complain.

Xuanwu Stream, of course, is remote and secretive, but once a person dies, how can it escape the ears and eyes of the immortal master.

Sure enough, the old man who caught him was none other than the Wuming Elder of Xuanwu Valley. The two men on the left and right are Bai Yue and Bi Bao, two disciples in charge, carrying dead bodies and related evidence respectively. And the immortal sects have already been alarmed, and they have appeared one after another, and gathered in the open space, I am afraid that there are nearly a thousand. It looks like there are all human heads, and all of them have very different expressions.

There was a "plop", and the dead body fell to the ground.

There was another "bang", and the ring, cloud board, jade slip and other sundries also fell to the ground.

In an instant, exclamations followed.

"Who killed my Xuanhuo Sect disciple......

"No blame, you are in trouble again, and you still kill people......"

"Yuantianmen, my Xuanhuo Gate and you are incompatible......"

"If there is a misunderstanding, please ask the elders to make it clear......"

"Shut up!"

Just when the crowd was restless, Wu Ming let out an angry shout, and then said undoubtedly: "The disciples of Xuanhuo Sect are in the front, and the disciples of Yuantianmen are in the back. And no matter who is right and who is wrong, who dares to kill people in Xuanwu Valley and plunder property, I will not spare him. From now on, he will be grounded for three months at the Xuanwu Cliff Underworld, life and death, blessing and misfortune, and set an example!" And, of course, with him a sinner who bound his limbs......

In the clearing of the valley, the noise resumed.

"Oh, Elder Wuming, I never asked about the dispute in the Xianmen, and I was really angry when someone died today!"

"Haha, I was grounded in the Underworld for three months, and the disciples of Yuantianmen took the blame for themselves!"

"That kid is dead, otherwise my Xuanhuo Sect won't give up!"

"Hmph, don't blame him for causing trouble, and he will also affect the teacher......"

"Senior brother, don't be impatient, he may not be able to come back alive!"

"Senior Sister Aya, how do you say this?"

"The underworld wind outlet of the Xuanwu Cliff has the saying of 'a wind blows the soul and enters the reincarnation every night', don't say that the grounding for three months is difficult to bear ......even for three days."

"Oh, he's clean even when he's dead!"

"Alas, Sect Master Feng, knowing that Yuan Tianmen was in a difficult situation in the Xinghai Sect, he just let a fierce and aggressive person come here......"

"What does Uncle Shi mean?"

"Who knows, Uncle Shi was born in the human race, and he is the most skilled in strategy, even the master also relies on him......"