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"So naughty and shameless, no matter who it is, I will definitely tear him to pieces!"

Putian Qingqing's beautiful face, her bright eyes were furious at this moment, her eyes were blood-red, and her anger was soaring to the sky.

"Senior Brother Putao and Senior Sister Putao Qingqing are angry, so it's better not to get close."

There were disciples of the Divine Sword Sect around him who dared not approach him, for fear that Putian Hao and Putian Qingqing would spread their anger on them at that time.

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At this moment, Su Yi and Situ Muyang, the initiator, began to look for their target again.

Although many personal disciples have received news, there are always some who are alone. As long as there are not many people, Su Yi and Situ Muyang can start.

There were also some personal disciples who had never received any news. Suddenly, their eyes went dark and they were knocked unconscious.

Although the personal disciples have strong cultivation strength, overall, those who can enter the sword tower ranking are at least the peak of the third level of the Yuanling Realm.

As for other personal disciples, they are all between the first and third levels of the Yuanling Realm.

These cultivation levels were naturally extremely powerful for Su Yi in the past.

But now, with the cultivation strength of Su Yi and Situ Muyang, this ordinary disciple still attacks sneakily. As long as he is caught, he cannot escape.

Although many personal disciples have been prepared and cautious, the small team with a small number of people is still subject to black bricks and robbed.

It was another day and night, in the hidden place, Su Yi and Situ Muyang counted the space bags, which was much more than yesterday, with more than 300 space bags piled in front of him.

"Today is twice as high as yesterday. The results are good, but unfortunately there is no opponent with particularly strong strength."

Situ Muyang was very happy, but he also had some regrets and had some experience. Only the body of the highly powerful personal disciples could have a sword pattern stone.

There are many small teams. Although they are all personal disciples, the sword pattern stones are mostly placed on those most powerful personal disciples, and other personal disciples may not have sword pattern stones on them.

"It's much more than yesterday."

These space bags are all passed down to disciples. As long as they are space bags passed down to disciples, Su Yi will not dislike them.

Anyway, what Su Yi wanted was not just a sword pattern stone.

The two continued to rest, recovered their strength, and then prepared to continue on the road.

And the Wanjian battlefield was completely in full swing at this moment.

"So bold, so naughty, so shameless, so unscrupulous!"

"Many people were beaten by black hands, and all of them were photographed with black bricks!"

"It is said that it is definitely not just one person who does it. They must have a team in action, and everyone is very strong!"

“……………………”

The personal disciples gathered closely together to prevent the guy who made the decision and waited for the battle!

"No matter who it is, I will definitely not let it go!"

"I must kill that guy, bastard!"

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After those personal disciples who were photographed with bricks woke up, they were all furious, but they could not find anyone at all and could only be furious.

Many personal disciples who were photographed with bricks also consciously formed a team together to find the mastermind behind the scenes.

In the early morning, Su Yi and Situ Muyang continued to set off, full of vitality.

Although the disciples were prepared among the personal disciples, many inner and outer disciples were prepared around to keep an eye on the precautions. However, with the cultivation strength of Su Yi and Situ Muyang, both of them had wind attributes and had an advantage in speed. Most people could not notice them at all.

"ah……"

No time, screams came from the depths of this Ten Thousand Swords battlefield, and bricks appeared everywhere, unable to defend themselves.

Originally, everyone had already reached the depths of the Wanjian battlefield, and this area was not big, and many personal disciples had been patronized by black bricks.

On a panic day, screams came everywhere, attracting a large number of personal disciples to search everywhere, but found nothing.

At night, the moonlight shrouds the ancient land and forests.

The jungle valley is as quiet as everything is sleeping. The occasional roar of beasts and the swaying shadows of branches under the moonlight can make people hallucinate.

The ancient trees on the peaks are towering in the sky, covering the sky and the moon, and the darkness looks gloomy and terrifying, mysterious.

This ancient land has always been isolated from the world, with various dangers inside, such as monsters, swamps, etc., which makes people have to be careful.

Under the moonlight, the light in the deep forest became darker. The straight and tall towering trees blocked most of the moonlight. Only the mottled and sparse moonlight shone in through the branches and leaves of the trees, adding a bit of mystery and weirdness.

In the dark forest, towering trees are strong and twisted, filled with erratic fog, and are surprisingly quiet around them.

Next to a towering tree, there was a figure sitting cross-legged, shrouded in light and a strong aura.

The figure looks very young, about 20 years old, wearing a blue battle robe, with black hair tied behind the head, a handsome face, slightly closed eyes, and a blue light waving on her body.

"Swish..."

On the towering tree in the distance, there were two teenagers curled up and squatting in the branches of the canopy, experiencing gaps in the leaves, looking at the figures in the distance.

"The one who is alone seems to be unprepared."

Situ Muyang spoke, and some black clothes seemed even more hidden in the dense forest on the moonlit night, but a pair of clear eyes shone with light.

"Something is not right." Su Yi's eyes moved and his eyes were deep.

"What's wrong? Just a single person, just the old rules." Situ Muyang asked.

"That guy is a personal disciple. He has a strong aura. He is not a weak person, but he is completely unprepared. That's strange."

A smile appeared on Su Yi's lips. This was the aura that spreads from the Wanjian battlefield. Judging from the aura that spreads the disciples in the distance, his cultivation is not bad, but because of this, Su Yi felt strange.

This is a battlefield of thousands of swords with crisis everywhere, and no one dares to be careless, nor can they tolerate it.

It is impossible for me to imagine that the disciples are not bad. One person is so careless here, and there is only one reason, which is intentional.

"You mean, that guy was intentionally careless, so..."

Situ Muyang was at a glance, his eyes moved darkly, and he asked Su Yi: "Do you think this guy is waiting for us on purpose!"

"It's possible!"

Su Yi smiled slightly. The guy was deliberately exposed, so he was naturally trying to attract something to get close. It was very likely that he was attracting him and Situ Muyang who were everywhere in the past two days.

"Hehe, that guy is only one person. Even if he is prepared, what can he do? We are two of us!"

Situ Muyang saw the clues, but instead became even more distracted.
Chapter completed!