Bai Wuji, the sword god in white clothes, is also a rare top powerhouse in the world. His portable collection will not let himself down. With the slightest expectation, Yang Fan slowly seeps his spirit into the bag of the universe.
The spiritual imprint that Bai Wuji left on the Qiankun Bag is not weak, that is, it takes a lot of effort for the general two-layered martial arts master to obliterate it, but for Yang Fan, it is nothing. His cultivation is only Bone forging a heavy sky, but its mental power is so powerful that many middle-rank martial artists are ashamed of themselves. In less than three breaths, the spiritual imprint on the Qiankun bag is strongly destroyed! ! !
Soon, a space the size of ten cubic meters appeared in Yang Fan's mind, which was obviously just the lowest level bag.
"Jianghu Sanxiu is Jianghu Sanxiu, compared to the sect children, but it is far worse." Yang Fan shook his head, a trace of disappointment appeared on his face, the white-clothed sword god Bai Wuji is not weak in his cultivation, and his combat power is quite good. In order to be good, the practitioners in the Seven-Star Sect were no weaker than the core disciples, but they were still using the lowest-level Universe Bag, which was a little shameful.
You must know that in the Seven-Star Sect, let alone those core disciples, those of the half-step martial masters in the outer door, the Universe Bags used are probably more advanced than him! ! !
Yang Fan carefully counted the things in Qiankun's bag.
I saw that in the Qiankun bag, there were a few bottles of pills, a bottle of supplementary pill for spiritual power, two bottles of aggregating pills for auxiliary cultivation, and a bottle of pill for healing, all of which were of the lowest level. The lower-grade Baodan is worth less than three hundred Lingshi, and there are several martial arts, nine lower-grade martial arts, three middle-grade martial arts, and the best one is the first-grade martial arts, which is the immeasurable starry sky that Bai Wuji is proud of. The sword tactics, unfortunately, are all sword tactics. For Yang Fan, who has already started the sword art, he didn't have much help. Fortunately, he can still get the Zongmen Merit Hall to exchange the Zongmen contribution value! ! !
Seven-star sect training martial arts requires the contribution value of the sect. Similarly, if you contribute martial arts to the sect, you can also reap a lot of contribution value. A low-grade martial arts contributes 100 points, a medium-level martial arts contributes 1,000 points, and a superior martial arts. It is worth 10,000 points of sect contribution. If these martial arts are all converted into sect contribution value, it will be a lot of income.
In addition, there are more than three hundred spirit stones, nothing else! ! !
"Sword God in white, such a big name, but this worth is such a poor word!!!" Yang Fan was speechless for a while, in the Seven Stars Sect, the top 50 geniuses were not worth less than him. You know that Tang Feiyu is no more than the 98th in the mere list of people, almost half of Bai Wuji's worth! ! !
Two more days passed.
Thousands of miles away from the city of Hengyang, Yang Fan dressed in black crouched in front of a mountain stream, washed his face with water in both hands, and drank the sweet spring water! ! !
Since he killed the white-clothed sword god Bai Wuji two days ago, all of the Jianghu casual repairs seemed to disappear all of a sudden. In two days, nearly three thousand miles away, there was not a Jianghu casual repairing head and robbery killing him. .
"Hengyang City Horse House..." Yang Fan raised his eyes and looked at the place where Hengyang City was. The cold light flashed in his eyes. Suddenly, Yang Fan's complexion changed slightly.
An arrogant and domineering voice came from afar and swept across all directions, "Junior, leave the blood spirit grass obediently, I will spare you not to die!!!"
I saw a person stepping into the air, he was dressed in a yellow shirt, he was about forty years old, his face was serious, and he carried a broken knife on his back. The whole person has a dominance of the world, but I dominate, and the invisible sword aura continues to cut. The air in the four directions and the faint void are a little distorted, this is a peerless swordsman! ! !
"Overlord sword, do you want to swallow the treasure alone?" Suddenly, there was another cold drink, and immediately saw a glimmer of sword light descend from the sky, and a swordsman in Qingyi walked out of it, with a magnificent weapon, and his body was filled with a kind of Beyond the power of foreign objects, the skin is crystal clear, shimmering with dazzling luster, a long black hair, centered and dropped, hanging on the shoulders on both sides, the eyes are flying, like lightning, making people feel relaxed and palpable! ! !
Carrying a simple sheathed long sword on his back, a thumb thick and about ten feet long sword light, constantly circulating, making a buzzing sound like a dragon's roar, this is a peerless swordsman! ! !
"Qingyun Sword Saint-Zhuo Qingyun!!!" The yellow shirt swordsman's complexion slightly condensed, Qingyun sword sage Zhuo Qingyun is a famous and peerless swordsman in the rivers and lakes. In Danyang County, he can only talk about the cultivation of swordsmanship. The white sword god Bai Wuji is able to stabilize one head, and the other sword repairs, at best, are in between! ! !
Of course, the yellow shirt swordsman is not easy. Huang Tianba, the master of Danyang County’s Batianfeng Dadao Gate, has several sword repairs in Danyang County. As early as 20 years ago, he had already condensed spiritual bones and entered the martial arts It has been cultivated for twenty years, and its cultivation is even more unpredictable.
"Brother Huang, Brother Zhuo, so fast, the little brother almost couldn't keep up with you!!!" With a chuckle, a clear shadow was as fast as lightning, as if it were teleporting and blinking, it came close, and this person looked at it. He was just in his early thirties, and his appearance was very extraordinary, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, handsome facial features, and pitch-black eyes, like the endless abyss. People would have the illusion of being sucked in after a while. The skin is not pure white, but as gentle as jade, but it is warmer and softer than jade.
All around him, there was a wave of invisible energy, which made people not close to his promise.
"Evil King—Yu Wuya!!!" Huang Tianba wrinkled again, a Qingyun sword sage Zhuo Qingyun had already caused him a headache, and now there is another evil King Yu Wuya, things are really tricky! ! !
The evil king Yu Wuya is both righteous and evil. He is one of the top powerhouses of the evil Dao in Danyang County. His tyrannical combat power is no longer under his domineering sword Huang Tianba! ! !
"Rumble!!!"
A dark devil air descended from the sky, and the flames of fire and raging smoke pierced through the sky and the earth. A middle-aged man quickly walked out of it. He was a middle-aged man with black hair. He was about forty and had an extremely rough appearance. Black hair shawl, moreover, his hair is extremely thick, it grows to the waist, rolls in the wind, like a demon! In his double pupils, there is a faint magic light faintly, as if the light of extinction brewing three plagues and nine disasters, sweeping the four directions at will, giving people a kind of terrifying pressure! ! !
"Black Demon—Murong Jue!!!" At this moment, not only Huang Tianba's brow furrowed deeply, but even the always indifferent Qingyun Sword Saint Zhuo Qingyun was slightly discolored.
Murong Jue, the black demon, is the master of one hundred no taboos. He regards all beings as ants and is bloodthirsty. He once slaughtered tens of thousands of people in a town, regardless of the old, young, and young women and children, in order to practice a magic skill. Comparable to a monster! ! !
I don’t know if it was a coincidence or it was intentional. The four great martial artists, Huang Tianba, Qingyun sword sage Zhuo Qingyun, Evil King Yu Wuya, and Black Demon Murong Jue, each took one side. The spiritual sense firmly locked Yang Fan and killed Yang Fan. Surrounded by death, water can't leak! ! !
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