Beginning to win the big elder

Chapter 112 Bombing and Killing Hidden Figures
Yinfengjian no longer exists, three nearby mountain peaks have collapsed, and the topography has been greatly changed.

While the monks in Huiwen Lanshan were still dumbfounded, Chen Xinghe and Gui Jiao had already broken into the billowing smoke and dust first.

After the martyrdom just now, I believe that most of the ghost king sect disciples will have to skin their skins if they don't die.

So it doesn't take much effort to collect the loot. It's a fool not to do such an easy thing.

Gui Jiao found three disciples who were in trouble at the same time.

They survived by hugging each other to keep warm, but two of them received box lunches before they woke up.The other one was just about to run away when the Bone Burial Sword pierced through his heart and lungs, and sent him down to accompany his brothers and sisters.

"So weak? Come to think of it, these three guys are from the Yimo Mountain, and they are sent to monitor the ghosts of the Ghost King Sect."

At this moment, Chen Xinghe found a corpse, it was the disciple of the Ghost King Sect who he had sneaked into the dirty soil formation and met face to face, the name seemed to be Lu Hao.

After searching carefully, it is not difficult to find that someone stabbed this guy severely in the back. It seems that it was done by an acquaintance.

"The body is so clean that even ghosts are forcibly wiped out by the utensils. I never thought that the business would be taken from me." Chen Xinghe vaguely sensed that the man behind the scenes was right in front of him, so he flew out in a hurry.

Sure enough, the breath came three miles away, and I saw a figure grabbing two corpses, resisting the attack, and at the same time launching the ghost claw magic weapon to attack the three ghost king sect disciples.

"Ruan Lingyao, you ugly ghost actually harmed your fellow sect, the suzerain will not spare you."

"Hahaha, all three of you died here, who else is going to sue?" It was too late to say it, but in an instant, the ghost claw locked his throat.

"Crack..." The two of them died.

The third person quickly knelt down on the ground and kowtowed like garlic: "Brother, please forgive me, I will swear a poisonous oath to serve you all my life, I dare not have..."

"Uh uh uh, you..."

The third person died from the poison, and it is unknown when the poison was severe.

"Come out! Sneaky and sneaky." The disciple of the King of Ghosts named Ruan Yaoyao turned around. This face was a bit ugly, with drooping eyebrows.

Chen Xinghe was very surprised. The opponent's pair of ghost claws were so powerful that they were a bit evil, and the method of poisoning was so clever. If it wasn't for the treasure lotus scripture to push up the perception, he just noticed a trace of sinister aura and quickly avoided it.

That's all, the key is that Gui Jiaoyue can hardly find this disciple in her memory, which shows that she usually hides it too well, and she really does not show her mountains and waters, and her scheming is terribly deep.

"It's you?" Ruan Yaoyao remembered that in the morning, he and Lu Hao entered the formation to collect Yin spirits, and when they left the cave, they happened to meet this disciple who was dressed as an accountant.

"Senior Brother Ruan's shot is too dark." Chen Xinghe was trying to distract the other party's attention, but the other party didn't catch up, raised his hand and there was a series of suffocating onslaughts, and the two ghost claws stuck to the throat with a whistling sound.

"It's a hard stubble."

Ashes' big net quickly spun to wrap the two ghost claws in, and his right hand suddenly tightened the big net to grab the ghost claws, and the thin strands of fresh air quietly increased.

"A medium-grade magic weapon?" Chen Xinghe was shocked, this pair of ghost claws turned out to be a middle-grade magic weapon, it seemed that it was even inferior to Gui Jiaoyue's Bone Burial Sword, this Ruan Yaoyao might have another origin.

The Ghost King Sect was once destroyed by Lianfeng Temple. In order to restore the former scale, all kinds of disciples were accepted, regardless of the specific origin.

Can take out a medium-grade magic weapon, is this still worth it?

You must know that some monks in the early stage of foundation establishment cannot find high-grade magic weapons, and can only deal with them with two or three middle-grade magic weapons.

Therefore, it is normal for Gui Jiaoyue, a famous figure among true disciples, to have a medium-grade magic weapon, but it is a bit unusual to see a middle-grade magic weapon on an unknown disciple.

Chen Xinghe was surprised, and Ruan Yaoyao was even more surprised, feeling incredible in his heart: "What is the origin of the big net in this kid's hand? How could it be possible to trap my ghost mother's heart claws? No, I have to kill this kid and kill him. Take it from the net."

"Crack..." Lightning sputtered, and before Ruan Yaoyao could use his trump card, Chen Xinghe erupted first.

There is a saying that the first strike is stronger, and the second strike suffers.

The moment he saw that his opponent was unusual, the Buddha's light bloomed, the sword embryo flew, the cauldron slashed forward, and more lightning bolts shot towards this ghost king sect disciple.

"No..." Ruan Yaoyao just wanted to move, but he was not as fast as lightning.The protective jade pendant around his waist was shattered, followed by his body numb.

Just this numbness, the sword shadow has pierced the right eye, and the terrifying flames are boiling.

It's not over yet!The Buddha's light shone everywhere, and a lot of ghosts wailed.

After that, an indescribable heavy punch hit Ruan Yaoyao's dantian, stopping all subsequent actions.

"God Ape Carrying the Cauldron!" Chen Xinghe didn't dare to neglect at all, he felt that this Ruan Yaoyue might not have as high a level of cultivation as Gui Jiaoyue, but he was just as difficult to deal with, so he had the upper hand and killed him immediately without any hesitation.

The second tripod kill hit Ruan Yaoyao's heart, he was just about to use the secret technique to escape, but ten bolts of lightning appeared out of thin air, and the lightning made him tremble all over in an instant, so that the means of escape slowed down a bit.

It was this breath, the third punch, the fourth punch, the fifth punch, until the sixth punch, Chen Xinghe stopped.

"Oops! The fist is too hard, don't break things on this guy."

People die naturally, and the Buddha's light is saving the souls of the dead, cleanly and neatly.

"This is?"

"Impossible, is this a storage talisman?"

"Who the hell is this guy? He actually has a storage talisman worth a medium-grade magic weapon?"

The harvest was beyond imagination, Chen Xinghe dug out another talisman.

This talisman is golden all over, and it is not easy to see from the appearance, but there is too little relevant knowledge to distinguish the type and grade.

Just these two talismans, and a pair of ghost claws.

Chen Xinghe sensed that someone was approaching, immediately cleaned the battlefield and retreated.

Before Ruan Yaoyao killed three ghost king sect disciples, there were two unrecognizable corpses, and everything on them belonged to Chen Xinghe.

"Today's harvest is good. It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. When it's good, take it." After making up his mind, Chen Xinghe didn't go into the muddy water, and didn't care about the servant, Ghost Jiao, and rushed away at the fastest speed.

Just after noon, he had already entered Huxu City, and found the Daliang caravan driving white yaks in Tonghe Qianzhuang.

After some bargaining, I rented an ox cart with ten low-grade spirit stones for five days.

This is a very reasonable price. The Daliang caravan will rest in Huxu City for two days, and then go to Tongshou Pass without stopping.

Sitting in the bullock cart, Chen Xinghe took out the storage talisman and studied it slowly.

The pair of ghost claws have been fed to the right hand, adding nearly a thousand fresh air filaments, really amazing!

Chen Xinghe praised in his heart: "It is worthy of a middle-grade magic weapon, and it must be a high-quality middle-grade magic weapon. Comparatively speaking, the benefits that the sword fetus can get from this pair of ghost claws seem to be greater."

Thinking of this, Chen Xinghe put his fingers together, and the tip of his fingertips rustled softly, revealing a small three-inch long blue sword.

This sword looks flimsy and fragile, but it actually contains powerful destructive power, but the moment it appears, it appears flimsy, and it is still a little short of fire.

(End of this chapter)