"Wait a minute!" A disciple of the Shengji Sect suddenly said, "Qingshuang is not with us, so what's the use of forcing each other?"
Qingshuang seems to be the name of that magic weapon.
"Everyone in the Demon Sect will kill them, so where does all the nonsense come from?" One of the disciples from Lingbo City said, waving his hands constantly, and used another water spell.
"Amitabha." A young monk proclaimed the Buddha's name, but the magic pestle in his hand was merciless, and the Buddha's power was shot out one after another.
"Bullshit Xuanmen disciples, how can they be considered a decent sect if they bully the minority?" Another disciple of Shengji Sect said disdainfully.
"That's right, it's not just resentment that we disturbed the good things, and it's just anger." The remaining disciple of the Holy Ji Sect was not to be left behind, and said with utmost ridicule.
The painful foot was stepped on. Although the few people who claimed to be well-known and upright people did not say anything, their expressions darkened and they attacked even more ruthlessly. The two young monks from Leiyin Temple were not strong enough and were only in the early stage of refining Qi. They could not deal with the Saint Ji Sect alone, so they had to work together to deal with one of them. As for the two disciples of Lingbo City, just as the disciples of the Holy Sect said, they discovered the divine weapon Qingshuang Sword at first, and they happened to be seen by several disciples of the Holy Sect. The fight attracted more people. People took action, and Qingshuang was finally taken away by others. Naturally, he wanted to eat the flesh and blood of several people to satisfy the hatred in his heart. However, to be able to find a magical weapon in the edge of the wild and unexplored territory would be extremely lucky.
Although the three members of the Shengji Sect were at a disadvantage, for a while, they couldn't tell the winner. Ji Shaoyu only needs to wait until both sides are defeated and the snipe and the clam fight to reap the benefits. It was already the sixth day after entering the wilderness. Disciples from various sects had either entered deeper areas or dispersed. Ji Shaoyu was not afraid of causing a melee between a group of people like two days ago.
The seven people were divided into three battlefields, forming horns and fighting separately. One of the disciples of the Shengji Sect fought and retreated. After repelling his opponent, he suddenly turned around and joined forces with his companions to attack.
"stop!"
"How dare you, thief?"
The two disciples from Lingbo City naturally discovered the trick of the Shengji Sect disciple, and roared with splitting eyes. Naturally, the two Shengji Sect disciples would not stop. After the two young monks from Leiyin Temple, A look of worry, a look of horror, a fist on his body.
"Ah-" A young monk vomited blood and flew out. It seemed that he had been breathing out too much and taking in too little.
"Brother!"
"Despicable!" A Lingbo City disciple couldn't help but glared angrily.
"Hey! We are despicable, so who are you?" The upright disciples cannot see the behavior of the demon sect disciples. Similarly, in the eyes of the demon sect disciples, the behavior of the upright disciples is not much better.
At this moment, Ji Shaoyu from the tree on the side took action.
Forming seals with both hands, water escape and fog hidden technique.
The thin mist gradually spread from the woods and became thicker and thicker. In the blink of an eye, it was already invisible. Ji Shaoyu controlled the fog within a small area, so he could create thick fog without consuming too much chakra.
The sudden change shocked several people in the clearing in the forest.
"What's going on?" asked a disciple of the Holy Ji Sect.
Suddenly, a sound broke through the air, and with a muffled groan, he fell to the ground. A few drops of blood spattered. The Lingbo City disciple who was good at using water spells clutched his throat and fell to the ground dead. His eyes were wide open with anger, as if he didn't understand who killed him until his death.
"Junior brother! Junior brother?" A cultivator who was in the middle stage of refining qi and transformed into an immortal died so unknowingly. He didn't even know who had done it. The Lingbo City disciple couldn't help but panic, "Who is it? Who is doing this secretly? Come out to me."
The three disciples of the Shengji Sect quickly gathered around each other and discussed in a low voice, "Is the person here an enemy or a friend?"
"have no idea."
"Be careful."
Two young monks from Leiyin Temple, one was lying on the ground, seriously injured and dying, and the other was standing there, trembling. The Buddha's admonitions were all thrown out of the sky at this moment. There were two more piercing sounds, one directed at the little monk who was unable to move on the ground, and the other aimed at the little monk who was shaking all over.
Based on his intuition, the little monk quickly raised the magic pestle in his hand, blocking the hidden weapon that was attacking him. Suddenly, blood appeared, and the little monk was startled. A sharp dagger was inserted into his throat. It turned out that there was a similar concealed weapon hidden behind the concealed weapon in front of him. He took another look at the concealed weapon that also hit his senior brother. What a powerful concealed weapon technique.
A ray of sword power crossed the position where Ji Shaoyu was standing, and the leaves swayed, but Ji Shaoyu had already left there after throwing the kunai.
"Who is it? Sneaky, come out to me if you have the guts." Three people died in one fell swoop. The disciple from Lingbo City roared like a madman, waving the long sword in his hand randomly, the sword force was raging, and the sword was swaying. The thick fog kept rolling in, but showed no sign of dissipating.
The unknown is often the scariest thing. This kind of fear is even worse than when a person who has cultivated Qi and transformed into gods is standing in front of them. Ji Shaoyu, however, had no intention of making a sound. He was like a ghost lurking in the white mist. Every time he made a move, he would take away a person's life. Even the three disciples of the Holy Ji Sect who were close together were a little scared at this time. The scary thing is not that there is an opponent who is more powerful than you, but that you don’t know who the opponent is or where the opponent is, and the person beside you is People fell one after another.
Another kunai flew towards the Lingbo City disciple. Although his expression was crazy, the Lingbo City disciple still managed to avoid the kunai with narrow escapes.
puff!
A kunai pierced his back. The Lingbo City disciple looked back in disbelief. It was the kunai just now. Why? A steel wire, a tiny thread, appeared in his eyes, and it turned out to be like this.
Use the art of kunai!
This is a technique that uses a wire to control the thrown kunai. After Ji Shaoyu learned Uchiha Itachi's "hidden weapon throwing technique", he mastered it with a little practice. Some of the ninjutsu skills in the devil's contract can be exchanged for the original one. With his understanding of anime, Ji Shaoyu can learn some derived ninjutsu skills on his own, which is also a bit of an advantage.
Seeing that all their enemies were dead, the three disciples of the Holy Supreme Sect breathed a sigh of relief. One of them raised his hands and said to the surroundings, "May I ask which senior you are? Can you show up to see me?"
When no one responded, another disciple of the Holy Ji Sect raised his hands and said to everyone around him, "Senior's kindness in helping me will be unforgettable for the next few..."