Chapter 73

Looking at the two strange men with gray faces, the middle-aged man looked slightly cold and spread his divine knowledge to investigate.

He found that the higher one was an ordinary man. The woman who spoke before was not sure of her realm, but how high can she be when she heard her voice so young?

"They are just rats who dare not show their faces."

A disciple of Sandu sect said: "this morning, the city guard warned that you are the only one to catch."

The middle-aged man looked at the reaction between Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue, and became more and more sure that the speculation was right. He was a little relaxed, and then he killed his heart.

In places like chaonancheng, even monks can't kill people at will, but who cares if the killed people can't see the light?

The middle-aged man gave up the idea of asking for medicine. Looking at Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue, he smiled and said, "your biggest mistake is to give the medicine to the two monks in Baoshu Curie."

Then he seriously told his disciples, "kill them and be careful not to damage the medicine."

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Several flying swords broke through the air and flew towards the end of the narrow lane, pointing at Zhao Layue.

When those flying swords came to her, they suddenly gave birth to several residual shadows, as if they were blooming. It was difficult to distinguish which sword was real.

This is the three foil formula of the Sandu sect. It is famous for its strangeness. If ordinary monks are not prepared, they will often hit the sword face to face.

Zhao La Yue waved her hand, Fu Si sword came out and flew around her body at high speed. She couldn't see the body of the sword at all. She could only see a red line.

The flying swords broke into pieces and fell to the ground with a crisp jingle.

The flying sword of Sandu sect disciple was destroyed, and the heart of the sword was seriously damaged. It couldn't support it. It gushed blood at its mouth and fell down like this.

Fu Si sword hovered quietly in front of Zhao La Yue.

She didn't even want to tell which sword shadow was real. She just cut it all.

The middle-aged man felt the smell of the red flying sword. His face was pale and shocked.

Even if he was on the leader's flying sword, he never felt this kind of pressure!

Is this the legendary magic weapon? Who is the other person?

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Zhao Layue took a look at the well.

At this time, they were less than ten feet away from the people of Sandu sect.

In this distance, Chengyi realm can also drive the sword to attack the other party.

Well nine said, "I haven't killed anyone for many years."

Zhao La Yue said, "what were you doing when we first met?"

Well nine knew that this was not the time when he jumped in front of her, but later.

At that time, he had just cut off the head of Zuo Yi of Bihu peak.

On the way of their brief conversation, the middle-aged man of Sandu sect finally woke up, summoned the flying sword and prepared to run away with the sword.

Confirming that Jing Jiu didn't mean to send out the sword, Zhao Layue shook her head and pointed her right hand to the air.

Forth's sword broke through the air.

A bright red sword light lit up the green trees on the side of the lane.

The middle-aged man fell from the sky and fell heavily into the alley. His head separated and splashed a large pool of blood.

The bright red sword light turned back again, like lightning, and came to Zhao La Yue.

There were a few clicks in the lane. Those Sandu sect disciples who were bleeding in pain could no longer feel any pain, because their heads fell off their bodies.

Zhao Layue went to the bodies, first scanned them with a sword, then squatted down and searched for something from the bodies.

Looking at this picture, Jing Jiu appreciated it very much and felt that the little girl was much better than herself.

The sword fire left the forth sword, fell on the mutilated bodies, and burned them to ashes in an instant.

Well nine suddenly want to know, those in the Castle Peak who regard Zhao La Yue as a fairy, if they see this picture, what will they think.

Zhao Layue seemed to know what he was thinking and said, "what others think has nothing to do with me."

Instead of continuing on this topic, Jing Jiu said, "the sword fire can't completely eliminate the trace."

The ashes turned into corpses still exist, and there are many ways in the cultivation world to find clues, such as the blood stains on the wall. Some sects are good at communicating between the two worlds, and even infer the initial scene directly by Taoist methods through these traces afterwards. Shuiyue nunnery is very good at this way.

Zhao La Yue said, "I don't want to destroy the corpses, I just want to think about so many dead people in the alley. What if I scare the passing children?"

Killing without blinking an eye can be called cold. Not forgetting these details shows that she really loves the world?

Jingjiu thought it was really similar to his elder martial brother. Subconsciously, he asked, "what is the famous hot pot shop in chaonancheng?"

Speaking of hot pot, the most famous shops are naturally in Yizhou.

There are also hotpots in the north, which taste completely opposite to the spicy style of Yizhou. They are often seasoned with sesame sauce, such as xilaiju in Chaoge city.

But for the residents of Chaonan City, the best hot pot shop can only be hongmaozhai. The style of hongmaozhai is northerly. There is no crispy fried meat. Zhao Layue is a little unhappy, so she ordered seven plates of fresh cut mutton, which she loved most when she was a child. Well nine still only cooked a few pieces of green vegetables to eat. Here are all white soup, which is very in line with his preferences. Not far from hongmaozhai, there is a very humble earth temple in a remote street. Two medical monks from Guocheng temple have lived here for a long time. The old monk was staring at a box in his hand. He didn't need to open the box. Just by the taste, he knew that it contained the calming borneol he most needed now. The young monk thought about the sword light that had just sent the medicine box into the temple. He shuddered and said, "martial uncle, do you want to inform the government?" The old monk shook his head and said, "he is a fellow believer." The young monk was slightly stunned when he heard the speech. He woke up a moment later. He was uncertain and asked, "is he a Taoist friend of Qingshan sect?" The old monk nodded. The young monk thought about what had happened in Baoshu Curie before. He thought it was no wonder that the people in the room on the seventh floor could easily take out a XuanCao pill and said happily, "Chaonan city is so close to the green mountain that the Sandu sect dare to be so arrogant. It's really ignorant." The old monk judged who the medicine delivery was from the sword light. Hearing this, martial nephew couldn't help shaking his head. He thought that Qingshan sect has always kept a low profile. You're not right“ I don't know how Liu is now when he is ten. " The young monk thought about the scene of fighting side by side with the disciples of Qingshan sect in the muddy water the other day, and said with emotion: "although he is young, he is worthy of being a natural Taoist. He is much better than me, and he can be so calm when facing the monster. It's really admirable." The old monk said indifferently, "calmness often comes from courage. Qingshan Taoist friends never lack this." The young monk was worried and said, "why did he faint in the end? I checked for a long time and didn't find out where his injury came from. " There was a sudden noise outside the temple. The door was opened, and a middle-aged man in official clothes came in. Behind him, more than ten sergeants separated the busy crowd. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.