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The White Cloaked Sword God, Bai Wuji, was still one of the few top-notch expert in the martial arts world. His personal belongings would not disappoint him, so with a hint of expectation, Yang Fan slowly infused his consciousness into the Universe Bag.

The Spiritual Imprint that Bai Wuji had left on top of the Universe Bag were not weak, and even a normal two Empyrean Martial Master would have to spend quite a bit of effort to erase it. However, to Yang Fan, it was nothing much, his cultivation was only at the first stage of Bone Forging, but his mental strength was so strong that many middle stage Martial Masters felt ashamed. In less than three breaths of time, the Spiritual Imprint on top of the Universe Bag was forcefully destroyed!

Very quickly, a ten cubic meters of space appeared in Yang Fan's mind. This was obviously the lowest level of Universe Bag.

"Jianghu Rogue Cultivator is indeed Jianghu Rogue Cultivator, but compared to the disciples of Sect, they are still far too lacking." Yang Fan shook his head, a look of disappointment on his face. The white clothed sword god, Bai Wuji, was not weak, and his fighting strength was not weak either, compared to the other core disciples of the same cultivation level in Seven Stars Sect, he was not weak at all.

It had to be known that within the Seven Stars Sect, not to mention those core disciples, even the s in charge of the outer sect used Universe Bag s that were at a higher level than him!

The next moment …

Yang Fan carefully counted the items within the Universe Bag.

He only saw that inside the Universe Bag s, there were a few bottles of pills, one bottle of supplementary Ling Dan s to complement the Spiritual Strength, two bottles of supplementary cultivation Ling Dan s, and another bottle of low-ranked Bao Dan s to aid in their recovery, all of them were worth less than 300 Spirit Stones, and the other few books were martial skills, nine Inferior Martial Technique and three mid-tier martial skills, the best one was the set of Superior Martial Skills, which was also the Boundless Starry Sky Sword Arts that Bai Wuji was so proud of, but it was all sword techniques, but it did not help much for Yang Fan who had already mastered the way of the blade.

The cultivation of Seven Stars Sect requires one to use up Sect contribution points, and similarly, if one contributes martial skills to the Sect, they can also gain considerable contribution points. A set of Inferior Martial Technique contribution points of 100 points, a middle tier martial skill contribution of 1000 points and a high tier martial skill, are also worth tens of thousands of Sect contribution points, so if all of these martial skills are exchanged for Sect contribution points, it would not be a small amount of income.

Other than that, there was nothing else!

"Bai Yixue, what a great title! However, how can this price be so high!" Yang Fan was speechless, within the Seven Stars Sect, the value of the top 50 Human Ranking geniuses would probably not even be below his. After all, Tang Feiyu was just a mere Human Ranking 98, and that was almost half of his value!

Another two days passed.

A thousand kilometers away from the Hengyang City, Yang Fan crouched in front of a mountain stream as he held the water to wash his face and drink the sweet spring water from the mountain stream to his heart's content!

It was as if all those Jianghu Rogue Cultivator had disappeared without a trace two days ago after he had killed the white-clothed God of Swords, Bai Wuji. In two days of time, on a journey of nearly three thousand kilometers, not a single Jianghu Rogue Cultivator appeared to kill him.

"Hengyang City …" Facing the direction of the Hengyang City, Yang Fan raised his head to look, only to see a cold Cold Shine flashing in his eyes, when suddenly, Yang Fan's expression changed slightly.

At this moment …

An arrogant and domineering voice came from afar, sweeping in all directions, "Junior, obediently leave the Sanguinarum Herba behind, I will spare your life!"

In the next moment …

He was dressed in a yellow robe and looked to be in his forties. Carrying a broken blade on his back, he gave off a domineering aura, as if he was the strongest person in the world. Formless blade qi sliced through the air in all directions, causing the space to distort.

Ba Dao, do you want to keep the treasure to yourself?" Suddenly, another cold shout sounded out, and immediately after, a bright sword light descended from the sky, from within it came a blue-clothed swordsman, imposing and imposing, his entire body overflowing with the aura of a transcendent being, his skin was crystal clear, flickering with a dazzling luster, a head of shiny black hair was parted in the middle, and hung onto his shoulders on both sides. His eyes were sharp like lightning, causing one's heart to palpitate!

A simple and unadorned sword with a scabbard is strapped to his back. It's a sword beam about ten feet long and as thick as his thumb. It swirls continuously, emitting a draconic hum. This is a peerless swordsman!

"Clear Sky Sword Saint — Zhuo Qingyun!" Qing Yun Sword Saint Zhuo Qingyun was a famous peerless swordsman in the martial arts world. Within a radius of ten thousand miles, in terms of cultivation in the way of the sword, only the white-clothed Sword God Bai Wuji could firmly suppress him. The other Sword Cultivator s could only do the same!

Of course, the yellow-clothed swordsman was not simple either. Huang Tianba, the leader of the Tyrant Blade Sect in the Sky Tyrant Mountain Range of the Danyang County was one of the few Knife Repair in the entire county. Twenty years ago, he had already condensed his spirit bone and entered the Martial Master Stage.

"Brother Huang, Brother Zhuo, what fast footwork! I almost couldn't keep up with you two!" In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of them. This person looked to be in his early thirties, and his appearance was extremely extraordinary; his eyebrows were sharp, his features were handsome, and his pitch-black eyes were as black as ink, as if they were endless abyss. One would feel as if they would be sucked in if they looked for a while longer, and his skin was not pure white like snow, but as smooth as jade.

An invisible force enveloped his body, causing people to be unable to get within ten feet of him.

"Xie Wang — — Yu Wuya!" Huang Tianba frowned once more. A single Qing Yun Sword Saint like Zhuo Qingyun was enough to give him a headache, but now there was the Evil King Yu Wuya. This matter had become troublesome to deal with!

The Evil King Yu Wuya was both righteous and evil, he was one of the top expert in Dan Yang County.

At this moment …

"Rumble!"

It was a black haired middle-aged man, about forty years old, with an extremely rough appearance. He was nearly ten feet tall, with a head full of messy black hair that covered his entire body, and his hair was extremely thick, reaching to his waist, twisting and turning in the wind like a demon god! "Within his eyes, a faint demonic light could be seen. It was as if the light of annihilation from the Three Calamity and Nine Calamity was brewing in his eyes, casually sweeping around and giving off a terrifying pressure like a mountain!

"Black Demon — Murong Jue!" At this moment, not only did Huang Tianba's eyebrows scrunch together, even the normally indifferent Zhuo Qingyun was starting to change color.

In order to cultivate a devil art, he had once massacred all the people in a town, regardless of whether they were old or young, women or children. His methods were as bloody as those of a demon!

It was unknown whether it was a coincidence or deliberate action, but Tyrant Blade Huang Tianba, Sword Saint Zhuo Qingyun, Evil King Yu Wuya, and the Black Demon Murong Jue were all standing on their own sides, their spiritual senses firmly locking onto Yang Fan, tightly surrounding him and making him impenetrable!