I, beat the Eastern Swordsman at the beginning

Chapter 103 The Enemy of Life

The fourth floor of the practice tower, somewhere.

Since Qin Wudao entered this place, he has collected a lot of resources along the way, and the team has grown from a dozen people to more than 20 people today, and he almost wants to push all the practitioners here.

Therefore, he has great confidence, and he firmly believes that he can win the ultimate inheritance in this small world, so that he can soar into the sky, making countless people tremble under his knees!
"Stop, I'm tired and want to take a break!"

Seeing a swamp full of poisonous miasma in front of him, Qin Wudao waved his hand, and the followers behind him immediately dispersed, setting up camp, starting a fire, and checking the surroundings...

Everything was going on in an orderly manner, only Qin Wudao was lying comfortably on the rattan chair, watching the practitioners busy like a king.

"Young Master Qin, after I have checked, the swamp ahead is about a thousand miles away, or even wider."

"There are a lot of poisons in it, and the poisonous miasma can penetrate deep into the bone marrow, causing people to be poisoned to death without knowing it."

"Look...do you want me to wait until further away to investigate the situation so that I can go to the fifth floor of the practice tower as soon as possible?"

"You know, why don't you do it? Is it to let me waste my time?"

"Don't dare, I'll wait and ask for instructions!"

Hearing Qin Wudao's words, the cultivator immediately shook his head like a rattle, then took a few steps back, bowed his head and cupped his hands and said:
"If Mr. Qin has nothing else to do, I will take my leave first."

"Go, go, before the sun goes down tomorrow, you have to come back and report!"

"Yes!"

After the person left, Qin Wudao waved his hand and summoned two maids. It looked like they were newcomers again.

Enjoying the rubbing of the two women's shoulders and thumping their backs, Qin Wudao revealed a contented expression, humming a little tune unknowingly.

After a long time, a practitioner came to him and said:

"Young Master Qin, you can go to bed!"

"It's still so much more comfortable. Others only know how to fight and kill. There is no small mystery in it."

"Yanyan, come to bed tonight!"

"Yes!"

In the early morning of the second day, Qin Wudao walked out of his tent and yawned lazily.

He took the toiletries handed over by the waiter, and just as he regained consciousness, he saw the person who went out to check the news yesterday return.

"Young Master Qin, I waited on the right side of the swamp and found four people. From their appearance, three of them are disciples of the Shenxiao Sect, and the only disciple in Tsing Yi is... even more..."

"What's more? Don't dawdle, just say!"

"It's what you said before, the enemy of life!"

"Ye... Fei... Immortal!"

Almost gritted his teeth and said these three words, Qin Wudao's eyes were filled with flames of anger, and he immediately asked, "Are you sure?"

"There are four of them, Tsing Yi disciple Ye Feixian, Zi Yi Chu Fu, and another Zi Yi, I don't know them!"

"Besides, there is a girl in white clothes. They seem to be coming from the other side of the swamp. They look quite embarrassed!"

"Hehe, Ye Feixian, Chu Fu...it really is you!"

Pounding the wooden table by his hand hard, Qin Wudao said angrily:
"Go, take me to intercept them."

"Call all the masters, restrain Chu Fu and another purple-clothed disciple, and I will deal with Ye Feixian myself!"

"Yes!"

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"Junior Brother Ye, if we hadn't listened to your suggestion, we might have to fight the swamp, and we still can't get out!"

"Senior Brother Chu is serious, I just discovered the mystery before you, it's not worth mentioning!"

Knowing that the poisonous miasma is fatal to practitioners, Ye Feixian walked around the swamp with Chu Fu and the others, but found some monsters that could come in and out freely and be tamed, so they captured them A few of them galloped through the swamp, and only passed through it this morning.

Let go of those monsters, Ye Feixian said to Bai Ajiu:
"You said earlier that there is a place where ten-thousand-year-old bamboo grows behind this swamp. How far is it?"

"If the little girl remembers correctly, it only takes one day to arrive."

Wannian bamboo is an excellent material for casting swords. Its texture and blade have good ductility, and it can be used as the main material for refining flying swords.

It is said that thousands of years ago, a peerless cultivator made a set of flying swords with 360-year-old bamboo. There are [-] ​​five handles in total.

At that time, many practitioners kept this secret and did not dare to provoke each other.

When Ye Feixian first heard the news, he thought that this small world was left behind by the practitioner, but he quickly overturned this guess.

Hearing Bai Ah Jiu's words, Ye Feixian pondered for a while, and said:

"In any case, we must take some Wannian Bamboo with us."

"Huh? Have you found such a fetish as the Wannian Bamboo?"

Suddenly, an abrupt voice sounded from the front, and the four of them stared at each other, only to see Qin Wudao walking leisurely, beside him, a group of practitioners surrounded them with sharp swords in their hands.

"Qin Wudao, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you have many followers around you."

Squinting his eyes slightly, Chu Fu smiled and said:

"Why, are you still planning to use them to delay time and run away?"

"Hmph! How dare you speak hard when you are about to die!"

His face changed instantly, Qin Wudao pointed at Ye Feixian with his sword, and said:
"Ye Feixian, Mr. Ben is here just for you today!"

"Others listen, I will kill Ye Feixian today. If you are interested, you can leave before the battle begins. I promise not to trouble you."

"If not... hmph, shoot or kill!"

Without him saying much, Chu Fu and Gu Jingming stopped in front of Ye Feixian and said in unison:

"Want to harm Junior Brother Ye?"

"Let's go through our level first!"

"court death!"

Sneering endlessly, Qin Wudao was about to signal his followers to stop the two of them. He personally dealt with Ye Feixian, but the other party pushed Bai Ajiu out, saying:
"You should know this person, right?"

"Junior Sister Bai!"

An imperceptible killing intent flashed in his eyes, Qin Wudao said slowly:
"How can you hang out with such a person?"

"If Elder Bai finds out about it, he will definitely not spare you!"

"Senior brother Qin, these are my friends, can you let us know what happened today?"

Stepping forward, Bai Ah Jiu looked solemn, and said:

"Before you left me and ran away alone, this matter can never be blamed!"

"If you agree to my conditions, when you return to the sect, everyone will pretend that nothing happened, how about it?"

"Do you think you can get out of this place alive today?"

"on!"

In an instant, the shouts of killing shook the sky, and all the practitioners showed their sharp swords one after another, and rushed to kill the four of Ye Feixian.

Seeing this, Ye Feixian did not retreat but advanced, with Qinglian sword in his hand, he stabbed straight at Qin Wudao.

"My son is already in the second realm of innateness, how can you be my opponent?"

"Give Ye Feixian to me, and the others... shoot or kill!"

"Such a big talk, I will say it too!"

(End of this chapter)