Chapter 23： Outer door competition, return in silence!

Cut out Chi Ling and cut out if he used all the strength of the silent body, he couldn't help but use his sword to stand on the ground, breathing heavily. Fortunately, he had the cultivation base stolen after beheading the mountains to help him quickly restore his true essence.

"It's not advisable to stay here for long!"

He knew that the impact of Chi Ling Slash was too great and might cause some trouble, so he hurried to the place of death in the mountains.

I saw that the mountains were bombed into dozens of pieces, and the dead couldn't die anymore, and his Huang Pinbao knife that had been stolen by silence with most of its material was also broken.

The broken Huangpin Baodao is also a Huangpin Baodao, which is of great value, so silently put it in the jade pendant.

The treasures stored in the mountains were also burned down by Chi Ling, and the contents fell out, but most of the things were burned to ashes. Only tens of thousands of pure yuan pill and a bottle of pill were left. The three bottles of magic yuan pill were in It was used by the mountains in the previous war.

Soon after leaving silently, three figures rushed towards the sky.

Flying in the sky, strong in the Xuanyuan realm!

One man, one woman and one old man.

Both men and women are middle-aged, wearing a certain standard armor, while the old man is in a gray robe with three long beards, and looks quite kind.

"There have been violent fights here, and there is still an extremely cruel fire-attribute aura in the air, and that kind of aura makes me jealous."

The middle-aged man landed on the ground, checked it, and finally distinguished the identity of the mountains from the corpses. He couldn't help but breathe in a cold breath: "Such a tyrannical demon, I am afraid this is the big brother of the scum of ten thousand demon sects, Zhushan !"

The middle-aged woman flew from the Valley of Fallen Wind in the distance and said blankly: "The thirty-seven corpses are all disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect Inner Sect!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man sucked in his breath again, and then slowly settled his mind and looked at the old man, saying, "Tianyu Pavilion has great magical powers and knows everything. Does Sun Lao know who did it?"

Old Sun shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Brother Ye takes me too seriously. This time, the Ten Thousand Demon Sect suddenly went out of the mountain to make a mess. My Tianyu Pavilion is in a hurry, and I haven't monitored it yet."

"However, being able to destroy the thirty-eight inner disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect with one's own power is definitely something that an ordinary martial artist can do. It must be done by the same Dao in the Profound Origin Realm."

Ye Changming clasped his fists and said solemnly: "If there is any news, I hope Elder Sun will tell me that if such a major event has happened in Zishan City, I am afraid that I will be blamed by the city lord if I have no clue."

"Good to say."

Old Sun's eyes flashed and he suddenly said, "Is there any news about what I asked Brother Ye to investigate?"

Ye Changming and the middle-aged woman looked at each other and apologized: "I haven't found a real person yet, but it is certain that it should be a disciple of the Ziyun Sect."

"Since I am an inner disciple of the Ziyun Sect, it is easy to find a lot."

Sun Lao thanked him and praised: "He ran for three days and three nights, saved more than 30 villages, more than 500 people, and killed hundreds of scum of Ten Thousand Demon Sects. Inner Sect? Huaqi realm cultivation has such merit and strength. , When you have the qualifications, enter the Dragon List!"

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Today’s Ziyun Sect is particularly lively. In addition to the annual Outer Sect Competition, which decides which disciples can stay in the Ziyun Sect and which disciples can enter the inner gate, there is a bigger aspect, that is ... This time the Outer Sect Competition is a true disciple who guards the gate himself!

The word Zhenzhuan is much heavier than the word Waimen. Not only all the disciples of the inner door came to watch, but even the disciples of the Zhenzhuan came.

However, the excitement in the eyes of the disciples of the inner sect and the true biography fell on the disciples of the outer sects, but it was not so exciting.

Shen Mie was independent, and actually blocked the trial path of all outer disciples!

"Don't blame me, blame silence if he doesn't come, you will never think about the past, come and die!"

Shen Mie looked down at all the outer disciples with a cruel smile on his face.

There was a brief uproar among the disciples of the outer sects, but in the end they all returned to nothing. The corpses lying on the ground told them that Shen Mie was not just talking. If he hadn't waited for the people he wanted to wait, everyone would never want to pass the outside world. Sect Master, never want to stay in Ziyun Sect again!

Suddenly, the outer disciples had the first voice that was unfavorable to silence, and then it grew like a sprout after a spring rain.

They dare not resent Shen Mie, so they can only hate silence.

Three thousand outer disciples, inadvertently vacated a place, they looked at the little fat man who was cut out with extremely cold eyes.

Zhang Shanfeng watched his nose and nose, and remained silent, but he clenched his sword more tightly.

"Brother, Brother Silence saved me..." Among the outer disciples, a girl of about twelve or thirteen years old understood the malice in the world, raised her head and stared at her brother blankly.

The sturdy boy's complexion changed, and he quickly covered her mouth and shook his head desperately.

The girl looked at him puzzled.

He turned his head away, not looking at the girl, afraid to look at the girl.

"Shen Mie, you're a bit too much!" Finally, someone dared to stand up to resist Shen Mie's lust. It was an old man. He seemed to be unwell, his face was a little pale, and he felt shaking in the mountain wind.

"Li Yunfeng?"

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Shen Mie's eyes, and he sneered: "Deacon Li, you are so majestic, why, we didn't communicate enough yesterday, do you still want to do something with me?"

"I don't mind if you want to break through for these wastes, but I'll say it first, the outer door is a big competition, you are arrogant!"

"You!" Li Yunfeng angrily attacked his heart, his face flushed, and the hand pointing at Shen Mie trembled for a while, and the expressions of the deacons around him who had been friends with him moved, and finally pretended not to see him, and did not dare to confront Shen Mie.

"I want to report to the Sect Master, you act like this, how do I tell you to the Sect Master?"

"Haha, do you want to see the Sect Master? You have to have your life to see it!" Shen Mie no longer concealed his murderous intent, and actually made a sword in public under the crowd, Chao Li Yun with a thousand swords all over the world. Go peak trip.

Seeing this sword, all the outer disciples were in an uproar. Looking at the person behind the sword, they were enthusiastic and fearful, while the inner disciples were shocked. It is hard to imagine Shen Mie who sat with them a month ago. Strong.

Rao is the secret true disciple who couldn't help but look sideways at this sword, looking at Shen Mie's eyes, a little dignified.

Shen Mie slashed out with a sword, proud and unparalleled. He liked this kind of sensation that has attracted much attention. After a month of hard work, he finally cultivated the Promise Sword Technique to the realm of perfection!

This is also the capital for him to dare to act so arrogantly. For the senior sect, a true disciple with unlimited potential is naturally countless times more important than an outer disciple, and there are people above him, even if the sky falls, there is a high support.

What's wrong with killing an outer deacon?

Li Yunfeng looked at the Qiandao Jianguang, and at this moment there was no joy or sorrow. The experience of his life flashed in his eyes like a horse and a flower, and finally he was fixed on the smiling face.

He is only the fourth heaven cultivation base of the Xuanyuan realm, and he is still a realm that he has survived through age.

This sword, he was destined to be impossible to block.

"All regrets in this life, you are most ashamed of..."

Li Yunfeng closed his eyes, two tears dropped from the corners of his eyes, calm and fearless.

"Hehe, Qiandao Jianguang, is it amazing?"

At this moment, Li Yunfeng suddenly heard a familiar voice and couldn't help but open his eyes to see when a slender figure came with sword.

Around him, three thousand swords are brilliant, not losing to the galaxy in the sky.