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"Three-leaf resurrection grass, a treasure-level medicinal herb." Zhao Xinyu stared at a three-inch-tall plant in his hand, with a dark green body but three blood-red leaves. Each leaf has herbs filled with rich aura, and the eyes are full of excitement.

"Boss, be careful, there is someone."

Zhao Xinyu was slightly stunned. The three-leaf resurrection grass in his hand disappeared instantly. Without any hesitation, he turned around and headed in one direction.

"Stop and hand over all the treasures you have obtained."

Zhao Xinyu coughed lightly, looked at the more than fifty people blocking his way, and said in a hoarse voice: "Everyone, look at what good things I have, which are just a few inconspicuous elixirs."

While speaking, Zhao Xinyu threw the backpack that exuded a faint smell and could barely see the color, and quickly glanced at the group of people.

Then my heart tightened. None of the fifty people had any badges. The leaders were three old men in their sixties, two at the peak of the late Soul Martial Realm, one at the mid-level Soul Martial Realm, and the remaining fifty or so people had the lowest cultivation levels. They are all in the Xuanwu realm, but most of them are in the Yuanwu realm.

From the changes in the expressions of the more than 50 people, Zhao Xinyu could see that these more than 50 people were not a temporary team, but an organization. Each of them had a strong feeling for the three leading old men. Great awe.

While Zhao Xinyu was secretly looking at this group of people, a middle-aged man in his forties who was in the middle stage of the Yuanwu Realm picked up his backpack, covered his nose and poured out the contents.

After seeing only a few of the lowest-level elixirs with slight spiritual energy fluctuations, the middle-aged man's face turned cold and he stared at Zhao Xinyu, "Old man, you think we are all children." While speaking, his eyes fell on Zhao Xinyu. Xinyu's eyes turned cold when he saw the Najie on Zhao Xinyu's hand.

"Old man, if you don't eat the toast, you will be fined with wine, and you will hand over your Najie."

"Hu Lei, what's the point of talking to him? Such an ignorant old guy should have been killed long ago."

While speaking, a strong man who was at least two meters away moved his body, turned his palm into a fist, and blasted towards Zhao Xinyu. The fiery red energy enveloped the fist, and the space was distorted wherever the fist touched, making a harsh cracking sound.

Zhao Xinyu sighed in his heart. This group of people was obviously taking advantage of the situation. His aura suddenly changed. An extremely cold aura filled the air from his body. His five fingers bent into claws and grabbed the strong man's fist.

The fiery red and blue energy came into contact with each other. In just a blink of an eye, the fiery red energy dissipated, and the strong man's face changed. He already felt the biting cold.

Just when he felt the crisis and wanted to retreat, Zhao Xinyu's aura rose again, and the blue paw prints suddenly grew larger, swallowing the middle-aged man inside in an instant. Visible to the naked eye, the middle-aged man's whole body was red. The energy dissipated and turned into ice crystals falling to the ground.

"Be careful, he is in the Soul Martial Realm." At this time, the three old men shouted almost at the same time. While shouting, the three of them moved towards Zhao Xinyu.

At the same time they started, Zhao Xinyu's body suddenly collapsed, and the middle-aged man had turned into ice crystals all over the sky.

"Kill him." Seeing their companion being killed, the three old men were furious. The energy on the three of them surged, and three bombardments hit Zhao Xinyu at the same time.

But how could Zhao Xinyu leave a chance for them? With the gap in strength and the fact that there were more than fifty people on the other side, he already knew that if he was surrounded by them, even if there were four partners like Heifeng and Jinyu, he would be waiting for them. There was only death, so he killed the strong man, turned around and fled into the ancient forest.

"Be careful, search separately, and be sure to find that old thing."

In the jungle, with vines entwining on ancient trees and weeds as tall as a person growing on the ground, it is really difficult to find a person.

A team of four people searched carefully, and everyone's eyes were full of vigilance. They lived a life of knife-edge licking blood, and they knew the price of carelessness.

Suddenly, a sudden change occurred, and a cold breath came from behind an ancient tree. The expressions of the four people changed, and they turned around almost at the same time. They did not see that there were one black, one green, and one in the grass on the other side of their bodies. Two gold and four big guys.

The next moment they turned around, they were all stunned. They saw that there was no old man behind the big tree.

Just as their hearts relaxed a little, an ominous feeling suddenly came over them.

"Ah ah ah ah", four miserable cries sounded almost at the same moment. When others rushed over, there were only four bloody corpses left on the ground.

When the three old men saw the four corpses, they frowned and said, "Strange beasts, how could there be strange beasts here?" They all saw that the four companions were not killed by the old man, but by the strange beasts. kill.

What made them even more confused was that judging from the wounds and the aura left at the scene, the four of them were not killed by the same strange beast, but three strange beasts.

Strange beasts all have the arrogance of strange beasts, and strange beasts of the same kind can gather together, but strange beasts without bloodline often don't have many opportunities to gather together.

"Brother", the two old men looked at the other old man at the same time, with a hint of questioning in their eyes.

"The cultivation level of these four strange beasts is not high. They should be nearby. Find them."

The strange beasts are full of treasures, including inner elixirs, essence and blood, fur, bones, and flesh. And because the spiritual energy of the world has become thinner and there are fewer strange beasts, the treasures on the strange beasts have also increased with the tide. The purpose of their coming out this time Just for the sake of maybe treasures in exchange for more cultivation resources. Now that strange beasts have appeared, of course they will not miss the opportunity.

At this moment, Zhao Xinyu, led by Heifeng and Qingyun, had already stayed away from this group of people. Although Zhao Xinyu had a cultivation level in the middle stage of the Soul Martial Realm, he was not a fool. He knew that if he was really surrounded by those people, He had almost no chance of survival. After all, the opponent had three masters in the Soul Martial Realm.

Zhao Xinyu found a place and disguised himself as a young casual cultivator in his twenties. He checked and found that there was no problem. But because of the matter of Najie, he simply took off Najie and put it into the space. Zhao Xinyu then continued on his way.

On the bank of a rushing river, Zhao Xinyu looked at the splashing waves, and his heart moved slightly. According to Xiaobai, this ancient ruins should be ancient ruins. Are there any rare aquatic creatures in this river?

Thinking in his mind, he turned around and looked around. Neither Heifeng nor Qingyun came back, and he didn't know if there was anything nearby.

And at the next moment, his expression suddenly changed, and his body suddenly twisted in a weird posture, which was impossible for ordinary people to do.

But even so, he still groaned and staggered back. A sharp pain came from his left shoulder. There was a two-inch long wound on his left shoulder, which was as deep as the bone. In just an instant, half of his body was soaked in blood.

Without any hesitation at all, he took a blood-clotting pill, and the blood from the wound decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The person who attacked him was an old man in his sixties. Surrounded by the old man were eight middle-aged people. Each one of them was filled with evil aura, and there was even more cruelty in the eyes staring at him.

"It's them." Zhao Xinyu's heart shrank. These nine people were exactly the same group of people he met that day. He had been traveling with all his strength in the past few days and was still disguised here, but he was still caught up by the other party.

Zhao Xinyu was a little confused. He had changed his appearance. How did the other party know about him? Is it possible that they would attack any lone cultivator?

Jie Jie, after a gloomy laugh, the old man stared at Zhao Xinyu and said coldly: "No one from the Explosive Bear Mercenary Group who kills me will be able to survive. I didn't expect you to be so young, with such a soul at such a young age." With your martial arts cultivation, you must have a lot of treasures on your body."

Zhao Xinyu's heart shrank, wondering how the other party recognized him.

This thought disappeared instantly. The old man was in the late stage of the Soul Martial Realm, and together with the eight masters of the Yuan Martial Realm, he had no chance of winning against them, not to mention that he was injured now.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xinyu suddenly moved, but instead of heading towards the nearby jungle, he jumped into the rushing river.

Zhao Xinyu's move was beyond the other party's expectations. The old man shouted angrily, "Don't let him escape." While speaking, a group of nine people jumped into the river.

"Frozen for thousands of miles", the next moment they entered the water, Zhao Xinyu, who had already entered the water, showed a trace of murderous intent in his eyes.

"Ah", I didn't expect that Zhao Xinyu would dare to fight back at this time. In a hurry, the nine people tried their best to avoid it, but just like this, the four people instantly turned into ice cubes, and a huge ice block appeared on the river surface of dozens of square meters around them. piece.

"You deserve to die, little bastard".

Zhao Xinyu smiled coldly and said nothing. His body suddenly sank and disappeared on the river in an instant.

If you were talking to others, you might not dare to take action. After all, there is a huge disparity in strength between the two sides, but Zhao Xinyu has his own confidence.

With the Hongmeng Space, he is almost the same in water as on land, except that his speed is a bit slower, and after practicing the Xuan Bing Jue, he is even more confident.

Under the rapid river, Zhao Xinyu fled in front, and the five people behind him chased him crazily. Zhao Xinyu, who had a plan in mind, would slow down every time when the distance between him and them increased. He seemed to have a feeling of exhaustion. This was even more... Let the five people behind not want to give up.

Zhao Xinyu could breathe freely in the water, but they were different. They were able to move underwater solely by virtue of their cultivation and holding their breath.

After a long time, they couldn't bear it anymore. The five of them ascended almost at the same time, wanting to get out of the water for a breath. Zhao Xinyu would have missed this opportunity. The next moment they ascended, Zhao Xinyu suddenly turned around and came towards them. This time his target was not the four Yuanwu Realm beings, but the old man in the late Soul Martial Realm.

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