Chapter 568 Master, Can You Stop Killing?

In the center of the northwest, there is a towering mountain.

Its name is Wuwangshan!

Wuwangzong was built on this mountain.

now.

In Wuwang Immortal Palace on the top of the mountain.

Bu Kongchan, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, suddenly flew in front of him a small, lonely golden sword.

Bu Kongchan opened his eyes, looked at the golden sword, and frowned slightly.

"Isn't this the sword of Junior Brother He Tianyuan? Could it be that something happened to him? Who would dare to kill my true disciple of Wuwang Immortal Sect?"

As she spoke, Bu Kongchan stretched out her hand, and the golden sword fell into her palm.

But as soon as he got it in his hand, this little Lingding sword lost all its spirituality and became a piece of scrap iron.

Bu Kongchan was wondering, when he heard a low voice outside saying: "Senior Sister, Master let you go!"

Bu Kongchan nodded, got up and walked out of the palace where she was staying. As soon as she jumped, a flying sword appeared under her feet, and then flew straight to the main hall in the sky.

When Bu Kongchan walked into the hall, Wenxin, the head of the Wuwang Sect, was standing in front of the window looking at the clouds and mist outside.

"Master!" Bu Kongchan cupped his hands and said.

Gan Wenxin turned his head to look at his apprentice, and smiled slightly, "Cultivation has improved! Not bad!"

Then he sighed, "Tianyuan is dead! Do you know?"

Bu Kongchan nodded, and offered the golden sword in his hand, "Master, Junior Brother Tianyuan's golden sword flew back, but after falling into my hands, he lost all spirituality!"

"That's right! As a teacher, I haven't found Tianyuan's soul just now with the soul search method, so it can be seen that the person who killed him also killed his soul!" Gan Wenxin said.

Bu Kongchan's face turned cold, "Master, this person is so vicious, I would like to go down the mountain to avenge Junior Brother Tianyuan!"

Gan Wenxin shook his head, "It's not urgent, I called you because I have other orders!"

"The True Immortal Relic of Bafang Mountain is about to be revealed, and this is the only chance to enter this relic in the past three hundred years. It is inconvenient for the teacher to go, so you can take this trip for the teacher!"

"Yes!" Bu Kongchan had no objection.

"Remember, this matter has already spread! Lord Chidori and people from several major sects around will take action, you must be careful in what you do!"

"Yes!" Bu Kongchan lowered his head, raised his eyebrows like two sharp swords, and a murderous look rose in his eyes.

"Master, can you stop killing?"

Gan Wenxin smiled slightly, "I don't know what's going on in this relic, but if there are secret treasures in this world, then it's up to you!"

"Disciple understands!"

Gan Wenxin looked at the back of Bu Kongchan who was going away, and smiled smugly.

What my apprentice cultivates is the Gengjin sword, which kills the heaviest.

In terms of lethality, it is even better than myself.

Sending her down the mountain can ensure that there is no worry about this matter.

at the same time,

Similar scenes are being staged among various sects.

And on the main road, Xue An was heading towards the Bafang Mountain in a hired carriage without any haste.

Another stream of light flew across the sky, and Xue An knew that it should also be the person heading for Bafang Mountain.

At this time, the man driving the car turned his head in some doubts and said: "My little brother, there have been more and more immortals on the road in the past two days. I guess something big must have happened ahead. I advise you that if there is nothing wrong, Just don't go any further!"

For ordinary people like them, those streamers in the sky are immortals.

Xue An just smiled, "It's okay, you can just drive your car safely!"

Seeing that the persuasion was ineffective, the man driving the car had no choice but to continue on his way worriedly.

The farther you go, the more lively the road becomes.

From time to time, cultivators riding tall wildebeest or tigers and leopards passed by.

At this time, the driver will carefully pull the car to the side of the road.

And these cultivators will look at the carriage with cold eyes.

But when they saw Xue An who had no cultivation fluctuations on his body and was still a Chinese, they all snorted coldly with disdain and walked away.

Xue An wasn't angry either, he just smiled slightly at the retreating figures of these cultivators, and continued to rest lazily on the carriage.

But unlike his indifferent, this coachman became more and more frightened as he walked forward.

Because there are more and more cultivators on the road, this is obviously not a good sign.

For ordinary people like them, these cultivators are immortals who hold the power of life and death. Killing themselves is like crushing a bedbug, there is no difference.

But the fare Xue An offered was a figure he couldn't refuse. In desperation, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue on his way.

The day was moving forward, and at this time they were not too far away from Bafang Mountain, and they could see the majestic mountain in the distance, and they could also see the outline of Bafang City below the mountain.

Xue An suddenly stopped him, "Stop!"

The coachman hurriedly took the wildebeest and stopped it by the side of the road.

"Brother, what's the matter?"

"Wait for me for a moment!"

As Xue An said, he got off the carriage and disappeared after a few vertical jumps.

The coachman stared dumbfounded.

He didn't expect this kind-spoken little brother to be so agile.

Xue An had just sensed that someone was fighting in the woods beside the road through his divine sense, so out of curiosity, he came over to take a look.

Wait until it is not far from the place where the accident happened.

really.

In this clearing in the woods, two groups of people are fighting.

One of them was a group of young men and women who were surrounded by a group of people with wounds all over their bodies.

Surrounding them was a group of men in black.

The leader of the man in black said with a sneer: "Is the descendant of Feiyan Castle so capable? Just because you still want to search for the treasure of the real immortal? I really don't know how to write the word dead!"

Among the besieged people, a woman snorted angrily, "The Violent Spirit Sect, you shameless villains, unexpectedly attacked! Aren't you afraid that if my father finds out, your sect will be wiped out?"

"Hehe, you still want to destroy my sect just because of your Feiyanbao? Tell you, since you are besieged today, you don't want to get out alive! I will take your soul out, refine your body into a puppet, and your soul Then make it into a fierce spirit! Hahaha!"

The laughter stopped abruptly because Xue An had already entered the arena.

"Who?" The leader of the Violent Spirit Sect was startled at first, and then grinned grinningly after glancing at Xue An.

"Does a mere Chinese still want to meddle in other people's business, get out of here quickly! Otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?" Xue An smiled slightly.

"Otherwise, I will kill you, a humble Chinese..." The leader wanted to continue.

After Xue An heard the word humble, he slightly raised his eyebrows, and punched out directly.

The leader didn't take it seriously at all, and wanted to resist it casually.

But Xue An's punch directly smashed his arm into powder, and then hit his head again.

boom.

The leader's head was smashed with a punch, and the dead body fell to the ground.

Xue An said indifferently: "Noisy!"