Qiu Wanli had a fierce look on his face. He was holding a wine jar in his left hand and a single sword in the palm of his right hand. The blade was white and exuded a cold air.
Qiu Wanli came over aggressively with more than a dozen monks.
"Ji Chengtian, I wonder if this fellow Taoist has any advice?"
Ji Chengtian took the first step and clasped his hands with his fists, showing full courtesy, smiling and nodding.
If we were on the Tianhuang Continent, with Ji Chengtian being as polite and considerate as he was, and no one having any deep grudges and competing for interests, it would be difficult for conflicts to arise.
But that was in the Tianhuang Continent, and this was an ancient battlefield.
What they are facing is not a kind person. People are harmless, but tigers have intentions of hurting others!
"Ji Chengtian?"
Qiu Wanli raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile on his face, "What is your cultivation level?"
"Six meridians build the foundation."
Ji Chengtian hesitated for a moment but did not hide anything.
"what about you?"
Qiu Wanli looked at Su Zimo and others again and said casually: "This is the rule of Xuantian City. If you want to enter the city, you must tell the truth about your cultivation level and you must not hide it!"
Hearing these words, the monks in Xuantian City looked strange.
There is no such rule in the city. The reason why Qiu Wanli said this is most likely to find out the truth of Su Zimo and others.
After all, how many spiritual veins the foundation-building monk has opened up cannot be seen using the spirit-peeping technique.
Qiu Wanli seems to be reckless, but he is also an old man. He knows that the monks who can come to Xuantian City are not simple, and he is afraid of hitting the iron plate.
Su Zimo frowned at the rules Qiu Wanli said.
Although the little fat man and others were conflicted, they still spoke out honestly.
Five veins of foundation building, four veins of foundation building... There is even a later stage of foundation building.
After the last person, Su Zimo, finished speaking, the monks who were watching all shook their heads secretly.
"With such strength, you dare to go deep into the ancient battlefield. You really don't want to live or die."
"Yes, in this Xuantian City, how many monks are capable of building the Five Meridians Foundation? For a team of monks like theirs, just one person who comes out at random is enough to take them all in one fell swoop."
Qiu Wanli also completely relaxed. He drank a sip of strong wine, his eyes were blurred, and he burped. The smell of alcohol sprayed on Ji Chengtian's face.
Ji Chengtian's face looked a little ugly, but he took a long breath and endured it.
Qiu Wanli chuckled and asked, "It has been a month since we entered the ancient battlefield. Have you obtained the Pulse Opening Pill?"
Ji Chengtian did not hesitate, shook his head and said: "No."
In fact, each of them has a Pulse Opening Pill in their storage bag.
But if you admit it at this time, it will definitely lead to death!
"very good."
Qiu Wanli nodded and said expressionlessly: "Hand over all your storage bags. I want to check them personally."
Hearing this, not to mention Ji Chengtian, even the little fat man and others showed angry expressions.
This is completely outright bullying!
Su Zimo said nothing, standing behind Ji Chengtian and watching coldly.
Ji Chengtian took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Fellow Taoist, your request is a bit excessive..."
"Is it too much?"
Before Ji Chengtian could finish speaking, Qiu Wanli asked with a smile.
Before he finished speaking, a cold light flashed in Qiu Wanli's eyes. He turned the long knife in his hand and wiped the sharp blade directly towards Ji Chengtian's neck. The speed was extremely fast and the cold air was overwhelming!
This knife was without warning and full of murderous intent!
After this month of experience, Ji Chengtian has grown a lot and his vigilance has also increased greatly.
Just now, he vaguely sensed Qiu Wanli's murderous intention.
But along the way, he was already exhausted physically and mentally, in poor condition, and his reaction was slightly slower.
The blade struck, and his skin was already stinging. Ji Chengtian seemed to be able to see his throat being slit, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "My life is over!"
Before this thought came to an end, Ji Chengtian suddenly felt a huge force pulling him back.
The tip of Qiu Wanli's knife passed by Ji Chengtian's throat. It would cut a little flesh and seep out a trace of blood. It was dangerous and dangerous!
If Ji Chengtian had been slower, this knife would have been enough to cut off his throat!
For the rest of his life, Ji Cheng was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and panted heavily.
Looking at Su Zimo beside him, Ji Chengtian was about to say thank you when suddenly his eyes flashed and a figure flashed by, and Su Zimo had disappeared.
boom!
Su Zimo reached out and pulled Ji Chengtian back from the edge of life and death. Without saying a word, he took a step forward and used Li Tianbu's stance.
In an instant, the bluestone beneath his feet exploded, and the ground shook.
The buildings on both sides of the street trembled, causing countless monks to exclaim.
Su Zimo's gaze was like a knife, he stretched out his palm, spread his fingers, and shrouded Qiu Wanli's head, as if it had the power to cover the sky!
Qiu Wanli missed the target, but before he could react, he saw a person flashing out from behind Ji Chengtian. He had an imposing aura and was about to launch a killing move.
Su Zimo's palm as big as a fan shrouded him, and the air of the space was oppressive. Qiu Wanli even felt suffocated!
Qiu Wanli didn't have time to think too much. Before he could use his moves, he stabbed Su Zimo's wrist with his backhand.
The blade trembled and flashed with three spiritual lights.
This is a top-grade spiritual knife!
But now, Su Zimo's physical body is so strong that it is really difficult for ordinary high-grade spiritual weapons to hurt him!
Facing Qiu Wanli's spiritual sword, Su Zimo did not change his moves. He grabbed it, grabbed the spiritual sword with his flesh palm, shook it and rolled it, and snatched the spiritual sword away.
Su Zimo stepped forward, clenched the spiritual knife in his hand, and stabbed straight with his backhand!
Poof!
Blood light flashed, and a bloody spiritual knife protruded from the back of Qiu Wanli's head.
When the two people were intertwined, Qiu Wanli's head was stabbed through, and he died on the spot!
Su Zimo had long seen that Qiu Wanli was not a good person, but a very vicious person, so he struck out with a killing move and had no intention of holding back!
After killing Qiu Wanli with one sword, Su Zimo moved sideways, cut into the arms of another monk, and leaned against him.
As soon as this person put his palm on the storage bag, he felt his vision go dark, a sharp pain came from his chest, his body flew up uncontrollably, and he completely lost consciousness.
Uh-huh!
Su Zimo's movements were different, his body swayed, leaving a series of afterimages. He raised his left arm, made a seal with his fist, and suddenly fell, hitting the other person's Tianling cover.
Brain burst!
Another man lay dead in the street.
"Be bold!"
"court death!"
The dozen monks brought by Qiu Wanli reacted, shouted loudly, and drew out various weapons, most of which were close combat weapons, and they were powerful and heavy.
One of them swung a huge hammer and hit Su Zimo's head hard with the roar of the wind.
Su Zimo refused to retreat. He punched the man with his backhand and used his flesh and blood to hit the man's spiritual weapon. Instead, he knocked the hammer away from the man's hand and fell into the arms of another monk, shattering his sternum. .
The broken bones were as sharp as the tip of a spear and penetrated into the lungs. The man was gasping for breath, and a bellows-like breathing sound came from his throat. He was heavy and hoarse, and it seemed that he would not survive.
On the long street, people's shadows intersect, Su Zimo's rabbits are flying and falling, passing among more than a dozen monks, and the sounds of fighting and collisions are heard one after another.
Within ten breaths, all the sounds became quiet again, and only a dozen corpses were left in place.