Disciple, you are too evil.

Most people who come to the secret realm come here out of curiosity, and they also come to explore and fight monsters.

As for tracking people on the list of the most vicious and evil, this is what the geniuses like to do most.

If you ask those young cultivators who have just reached the foundation building stage to kill people on the list, wouldn’t that be a sure death? So many people will pretend not to see it even if they meet.

Jiang Cairong led a dozen people from Zixiao Mountain to fight monsters of low realms, or if they met people who ranked lower on the list of the most vicious and evil, they would rush forward and kill him even if there were more people.

A group of people formed a sword net formation, surrounding a second-level Yuanying realm monster.

The twelve people opened and closed their long swords, cooperated tacitly, and advanced and retreated freely.

After fighting for almost a cup of tea, the monster shivered twice, and then was pierced into a hole by the twelve long swords.

"Hey, why are the monsters so easy to fight now? Are the second-level Yuanying Realm monsters so weak?"

"I remember that it took me half a day to fight a first-level Yuanying Realm monster last time."

"Has our strength improved? Should we try to fight a third-level Yuanying Realm monster?"

After the battle, the disciples of Zixiao Mountain were discussing together.

Only Jiang Cairong fell into deep thought. How come the monster trembled twice and then died?

After fighting three monsters, the situation was the same. This is a bit confusing.

Huang Shang was safe following the disciples of Zixiao Mountain, because when it came to fighting monsters, several disciples told her:

"Junior Sister Huang, this monster is too high, stay away, don't get hurt."

Some other disciples kindly told her:

"Junior Sister Huang, the whip on this monster dog should be a good thing, why don't you cut one and bring it to Junior Uncle."

"Well, Master probably doesn't need it, you should keep it for yourself."

Huang Shang rejected the disciple's kindness. If he wasn't thinking about Master wholeheartedly, Huang Shang would have wanted to poke him to death with one finger.

After beating this second-level Yuanying realm monster, a disciple asked to fight a third-level Yuanying realm monster.

If you have an idea, put it into action, young people should be so motivated.

A group of people walked on the road in search of higher-level monsters, chattering.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of the road, approaching from afar, and appeared in front of everyone in an instant.

The man glanced at the disciples of Zixiao Mountain, walked over a few steps, and was about to disappear.

"Hey, isn't this Brother Fang?"

"Hey, it seems so. Brother Fang, what are you doing?" A disciple of Zixiao Mountain shouted loudly.

The man trembled, and without looking back, he was about to step away.

"Hey, aren't these fellow Taoists from Zixiao Mountain? What a coincidence."

Two more people appeared in front of the road, one with a strong figure holding two swords, and the other with a fierce look holding a bronze stick.

"People on the list of the most vicious, set up a sword net formation." Jiang Cairong shouted.

The twelve disciples hurriedly set up a formation to wait, and Huang Shang stood outside alone.

There was no way, he didn't call her every time, as if he had gotten used to it.

"Fang Shiyuan, if you run again, do you want to turn around and say hello to your junior sisters? Ha, your junior sisters are beautiful." Wan Batian said.

The man who flashed past the disciples of Zixiao Mountain walked back again. This person was Fang Shiyuan.

"Brother Fang, ah, you are injured."

"Brother Fang, who hurt you so badly? We want to avenge you."

Fang Shiyuan is miserable now. His neatly tied hair is now messy, his clothes are covered with blood, and there are countless scars on his body.

The handsome and elegant man has become haggard and vicissitudes.

"Brother." Jiang Cairong couldn't help but shout distressedly.

Fang Shiyuan smiled at Jiang Cairong, and then walked between the crowd and Wan Batian.

"Zixiaoshan disciples listen to the order, all disciples crush the spirit tablets and exit the secret realm." Fang Shiyuan said to everyone.

"Yes, brother." Many disciples were worried about him, but no one asked why, because they knew that the brothers had their own reasons.

I saw a flash of white light, and in a blink of an eye, only Fang Shiyuan, Jiang Cairong and Huang Shang were left in the Zixiaoshan sect.

"Junior sister Jiang, you should also exit the secret realm." Fang Shiyuan said.

"No, I won't leave if you don't leave." Jiang Cairong said.

She knew Fang Shiyuan was a proud man, and it would be difficult to get him to leave the secret realm automatically, so she would not leave. She wanted to fight side by side with her senior brother.

Fang Shiyuan turned around helplessly, pointing his spear directly at Wan Batian and Luo Huan.

Since he couldn't escape, he would fight.

"They are just two little villains. Why should senior brother take action? Senior brother, please step back and leave this battle to me."

A crisp voice came from Fang Shiyuan's side.

"Ha, are the little Qi Refining Realm cultivators so arrogant now? Or is our name not loud enough?" Luo Huan said.

Jiang Cairong looked back and saw that it was Huang Shang who was talking. Huang Shang put a strand of hair on her forehead behind her ear and smiled at Jiang Cairong.

This smile was full of charm. Why didn't she find that Junior Sister Huang was so beautiful before? Was it because her realm was too low that she ignored her beauty?

Huang Shang smiled, then stretched out her hand and grabbed in the air, and Fang Shiyuan and Jiang Cairong's bodies flew backwards uncontrollably.

The two passed Huang Shang and floated back a hundred meters before landing on the ground.

"Isn't this Junior Sister Huang at the third level of Qi Refining? Why did I have no power to resist her grab?"

Fang Shiyuan and Jiang Cairong had this question in their minds at the same time.

As the two retreated, Huang Shang became the first person to bear the brunt of the attack along with Wan Batian and Luo Huan.

"Junior Sister Huang, these two are extremely vicious people on the list. I order you to crush the spirit tablet and leave the secret realm." Fang Shiyuan shouted.

Huang Shang ignored Fang Shiyuan's words. She took off the Hongshouqin on her back and held it in her arms.

She stroked the body of the qin, which was red with black patterns.

"Zheng, Zheng."

Huang Shang didn't even look at the other party, and her fingers gently plucked the strings twice.

"The wind goes back."

The two qin sounds turned into two substantial flying swords, with lightning surrounding them, shining brightly, and carrying pressure towards Wan Batian and Luo Huan.

Where the swords flew over, the void collapsed, and the air was rubbed into two long white clouds.

Wan Batian and the other man were shocked, and they hurriedly used their spiritual energy to protect their bodies, and hit the flying swords with their weapons in their hands.

"Ding, Ding" sounded twice.

A powerful force came from the weapon, and Wan Batian and the other two were shocked and retreated dozens of meters.

"Puff, puff."

Wan Batian and Luo Huan felt the spiritual energy in their chests surge, and they spit out blood.

The two sounds of the piano seriously injured the two.

"Damn, when did such a powerful young man appear in Zixiao Mountain."

When Wan Batian and Luo Huan retreated and vomited blood, Fang Shiyuan and Jiang Cairong also trembled all over. Is this the Huang Junior Sister they knew?

The two sounds of the piano injured two masters of the third level of the Nascent Soul Realm.

"Zheng, Zheng."

Huang Shang flicked twice again.

"Spring with Rain."

The sound of the piano turned into two spears, which flashed with a blazing light and appeared in front of the two people in an instant.

When the two saw the spears flying, they were unable to react, and the tips of the spears pierced the eyebrows of the two people.

Two "bang" sounds.

Under the spears, Wan Batian and the other two were pierced through the eyebrows, and the spears passed through the eyebrows and disappeared deep below.

Two more sounds of the zither.

She only needs to pluck the strings twice to kill someone. Fang Shiyuan and the other two looked at Huang Shang with a dazed look in their eyes.

At this time, a light curtain appeared in the sky, and on the light curtain was the ranking of the 100 geniuses.

"Huang Shang: 2500 points, ranked 3rd."

If she doesn't make a sound, she will be amazing. She ranked third with only one move.

Is this still the disciple of Junior Master? Is this still Junior Sister Huang who is in the third level of Qi Refining?

The two looked at Huang Shang as if they had never seen this person before, with surprise, confusion and shock in their eyes.

How could she be so strong? Junior Master, that waste, uh, Junior Master, who is not a good cultivator, actually has such an invincible disciple.

If it was in the past, Fang Shiyuan would not believe it even if he was beaten to death.

But now, he has to believe it.

Is it because of the spiritual energy on Qingfeng Peak?

Fang Shiyuan suddenly remembered that when he went to find Junior Master last time, the spiritual energy on Qingfeng Peak was rich. Could it be this reason?

His heart trembled: Should I also go to Qingfeng Peak to practice?

"Huang, Huang Junior Sister." Fang Shiyuan called out nervously.

Who is she? Is she Huang Shang, the disciple of Junior Master? Fang Shiyuan was a little unsure.

He was afraid of calling the wrong person. He was afraid that the woman in front of him was not Huang Shang.

Huang Shang turned around and smiled at the two of them, then took a step forward.

"Brother Fang, Sister Jiang, take care of yourselves. I'll go first."

She left only one sentence and disappeared in an instant.