Chapter 40

"Bang!" Taking advantage of Zhao Qiyan's unpreparedness, An Yunpeng deceived him and slapped Zhao Qiyan's chest, punching a big hole. Zhao Qiyan's blood didn't last for a while, but he was actually sucked out.

It's really a very vicious practice.

An Yunpeng took out the storage ring from Zhao Qiyan's finger, and put a touch of ecstasy on his face. This is Xiantian Dan. For these people, isn't the biggest wish to advance to the Xiantian realm? Without the Xiantian Pill, he would not have much confidence, because once the promotion failed, he would lose all his skills at light level, or die at worst.

But with the help of Xiantian Pill, as long as it is not unlucky to die, there is generally no problem!

Once you become a congenital master, you will be able to run rampant, and like his master, you will be invincible.

"It's now!" Ye Xiwen secretly said, stepping on the steps of the gods, and in an instant he rushed in front of An Yunpeng.

"Young Master, be careful!" At this time, a disciple of the Bloody Hand Sect found Ye Xiwen and exclaimed.

"It's too late!" Ye Xiwen shouted, and the long knife shot, a bright light covered An Yunpeng's eyes.

"Pfft!" Blood splashed and An Yunpeng, who was in ecstasy, couldn't dodge Ye Xiwen's attack.

"Little Lord!"

"You dare to kill the young master, accept your life!"

Although the disciples of the Blood Hand Sect had killed all the guards in Daqing City, there were not many left. The most powerful one was only an acquired 8th-level warrior, how could he be Ye Xiwen's opponent.

Ye Xiwen killed them all with one knife.

The mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind!

After killing all the disciples of the Blood Hand Sect, Ye Xiwen didn't dare to stay for a long time. You know, God knows when the three masters of the innate realm on the other side of the battlefield will come over.

If any one arrives, he will have to walk around without food.

After taking away the storage rings on Zhao Qiyan and An Yunpeng, Ye Xiwen didn't stop and left immediately. Ten minutes after Ye Xiwen left, the city owner of Daqing City appeared here in rags and saw his son who had been sucked into adulthood. , suddenly roared again and again.

"Blood Hand Sect, I swear to you and I will never give up!"

After going around a big circle, I returned to Tianyuan City. At this time, most of the warriors in Tianyuan City had left. They themselves came from Xiantian Pill, but now Xiantian Pill has a buyer, and it is also here. You can't fish in troubled waters, you can only leave.

Ye Xiwen calmly returned to the inn, took out two storage rings and looked at it, and suddenly burst into ecstasy.

The two young masters are indeed rich, and they deserve to be cultivated as successors. Among the two storage rings, the low-grade spirit stones alone are a huge one hundred thousand, and they are not more than one at most. For Ye Xiwen, who owns 10,000 low-grade spirit stones, this is definitely an astronomical sum. Even among the core disciples, those with 10,000 low-grade spirit stones belong to the rich, and 100,000 low-grade spirit stones are even the richest core disciples. They don't have so much wealth. After all, although the One Yuan Sect is big, it has more than 100 core disciples. Of course, it is impossible for people like Zhao Qiyan and An Yunpeng to be trained as successors.

His net worth skyrocketed overnight. It can be said that Ye Xiwen has not lacked spiritual stones for cultivation for a long period of time.

In addition to these spiritual stones, there are also several martial arts books, but Ye Xiwen felt that they were not suitable for him, so he was not too sad.

In addition, there are a lot of medicinal pills and so on, which made Ye Xiwen's pockets bulge. Of course, the golden cicada silk inner armor that Zhao Qiyan bought before fell into Ye Xiwen's hands before he could wear it. Ye Xiwen was cheaper.

Of course, the most important thing is the harvest this time, Xiantian Dan, Xiantian realm, as the first big threshold in martial arts cultivation,

Ninety-nine percent of the warriors will be stuck in this threshold. There are not many people who can cross the past, and Ye Xiwen is not very sure, but now with the help of Xiantian Pill, Ye Xiwen is very confident that he can cross the threshold. The Xiantian realm is now, but it is not yet time to enter the Xiantian realm, so this Xiantian Pill is put away first.

After counting the harvest, Ye Xiwen did not go back to the One Yuan sect, but directly began to retreat and practice. For others, it may be necessary to choose a place to retreat, but for Ye Xiwen, who has a special space, where the retreat is similar.

A month later, the big competition of the core disciples will be held. Originally, the big competition of the core disciples was three months after the competition within the sect, but this time the big competition of the core disciples was a joint competition with the Zhang family, and it was still in the blood. In the Primordial Realm, the opening time of the Blood Primordial Realm this time is one month later, so the big competition of the core disciples has also been advanced to a month later.

Ye Xiwen wanted to stand out in the core disciple competition a month later, and now he must seize any time he can get to practice.

This time, 100,000 low-grade spirit stones were seized at one time, Ye Xiwen suddenly became rich and rich, and he did not care about the consumption of spirit stones when he practiced. All the spirit stones were burned, and the spirit energy was extracted and infused into Ye Xiwen. in the body.

Under such circumstances, Ye Xiwen's cultivation level was also rising steadily, and various martial arts insights poured into his mind at an exaggerated speed. Even a peerless genius would not be able to comprehend martial arts information like him.

Countless information is about to burst Ye Xiwen's consciousness. This time, there are enough spiritual stones, and the information of martial arts is poured into Ye Xiwen's mind unscrupulously.

Time passed day by day, and a month passed in a blink of an eye.

Ye Xiwen in the special space walked with mysterious steps, and his figure was like a fairy, unrestrained and unrestrained. When he stepped on his feet, he was actually beside him, and there was a Ye Xiwen, who was generally the same, and then disappeared.

Ye Xiwen stopped with a look of surprise on his face.

"As expected, as expected, "Tianxianbu" really has follow-up exercises!"

In this month, Ye Xiwen's cultivation base has improved by leaps and bounds compared to a month ago. His cultivation realm has directly reached the peak of the eighth level of the acquired day, and he is only half a step away from breaking through to the ninth level of the acquired day.

In the same way, his "Moon Deficient Slash" has also grown from the original practice of entering the hall to the realm of Xiaocheng, and the power of being able to chop seven knives in a row has soared by more than five times.

His "Hegemony Body Art" is also close to the realm of Xiaocheng, and his strength has directly reached the power of ninety-nine tigers, which has reached the peak that can be achieved in the acquired realm.

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Big guy, continue to help Xiaochen burst up, okay?