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Chapter 25 After the First Realm

The fire was surging, Yan Kai and Shangguan Jinghong were already entangled, and the two middle-level practitioners smashed together, and the surrounding area was several meters, the ground was sunken, and the sword energy was turbulent, and no one could approach it.

After nearly ten breaths of fighting, the two had already interacted dozens of moves, and their qi and blood were surging. When Yan Kai changed his breath, he finally found an opportunity by Shangguan Jinghong. He kicked the side of the carriage with a "bang". A whole huge carriage was kicked out so far.

The number of horse thieves outside was three times that of the caravan, and they were extremely fierce. From the beginning, they started to massacre with an overwhelming momentum. The carriage flew out, some people were carnival, and some shouted. Several people were separated in an instant, and they resisted the rushing momentum of the carriage with strong shoulders.

Yan Kai's eyes were red and he wanted to withdraw from his body to rescue him. The cold light flashed by Yu Guang, and his back was torn apart with a rumbling sound. He sprayed a large mouthful of blood, his hair disheveled, and had to turn around and be entangled again by Shangguan Jinghong.

With a rumbling sound, the carriage stopped, and several iron chains were immediately trapped up, one end was tied to the horse's back of several horses, chewing on the head, and the goods had fallen into the hands of the horse thief.

Yan Kai whispered and angry: "Do you know what it means to rob this batch of goods?"

Shangguan Jinghong had no expression on his face and had already gained a considerable advantage. He said coldly: "The mountains are high and the emperor is far away. We dare to do this... Of course, there is a reason to dare to do this."

Yan Kai forced himself to hold back a mouthful of blood and said with a slutty smile: "You... are so brave!"

Just in the midst of a hustle and bustle of fire.

There was a very fast figure who broke into the crowd silently and breathlessly.

The flames spread out, and in the smoke and dust, the shadow did not stop at all. The moment it broke into the flames, it opened the umbrella sword with a "puff" sound, pressed it in front of it, clenched the hilt of the sword in the palm of its palm, and the whole person pierced like a dragon, the umbrella sword rotated, and the two blood rains were torn apart with a thrust.

Shangguan Jinghong and Yan Kai both saw this scene.

The boy closed the umbrella with a cold and ruthless click, rolled his umbrella bones and raised his arm to scoop the sword—

A whole row of blood gushed out, and even the people and horses were cut in half. The young man's rushing steps never stopped, and he headed straight for the carriage in a straight line.

"It's that boy holding an umbrella!"

"The young boss of Caogu City...the Li family!"

A scream rang out from the crowd. On this day, the bandits from the Money Gang... recalled the horror dominated by the boy holding an umbrella.

Shangguan Jinghong's face suddenly looked ugly. He tried hard to break free from Yan Kai's knife weapon and turned around and wanted to leave.

However, the three words of the Li family fell into Yan Kai's ears, which made the man who was originally dull and looked different in his eyes. He slashed down with a fierce knife and opened a huge gap on Shangguan Jinghong's back.

One time and another time.

"Idiot..." Turning back, the man who was dragged by Yan Kai looked furious: "Do you know what you are doing?!"

There was a riot among the crowd of horse thieves, and the chains that were pulling the carriage began to tremble. The horses specially selected began to rush to the ground, ready to run wildly.

Ning Yi's eyes shrank. Even though he held the umbrella sword, there was still a fire and the crowd's sight blocking. He knew that there might be a distance away from that carriage. No matter how fast the killing speed was, if those horses started running... then his action would have to end in retreat.

"Damn..."

The horse thief who was straddling the horse's back waved his whip down with all his strength!

Ning Yi heard the loud sound of horse hooves and heavy breathing. He ran out, the umbrella sword flew in his hands, and blood was thrown on both sides, and the boy's vision became wider and wider.

Finally, it flew out and jumped high.

There were four strong horses in total...Three of them had already begun to riot, but there was a big dark horse that could not move no matter how they beat them.

Ning Yi's eyes lit up, and there was a familiar scar on the buttocks of the big dark horse...

He slammed into the carriage with a clang, and opened the chain like an umbrella sword cutting paper. Then he lifted the top of the carriage with a sword, and fell into the carriage.

......

......

The fire and the sound of fighting were much smaller.

This carriage is made of fine iron and has a very good sound insulation effect.

The interior of the carriage was not filled. After Ning Yi smashed it in, the goods were squeezed and fell everywhere.

The whole person seemed to have fallen into the deep sea.

In front of me is...gold and silver.

Ning Yi held his breath and swept his eyes quickly. The large ingots and large ingots, the boxes filled with silver and gold were skipped by him impatiently.

His time is very short and he cannot tolerate any waste.

Xu Zang once told himself that there are very valuable things in this batch of goods...that will definitely allow him to break through the realm.

Ning Yi's eyes flashed past the gold and silver that occupied half of the carriage, and he finally understood what Xu Zang meant.

A whole box of Sui Yangzhu.

Nearly a hundred, I don’t know what the quality rank is...but this is a whole box!

Another box was seen.

Ning Yi's breathing became rapid. These two boxes of Sui Yangzhu alone were probably enough to break the realm by himself.

Who is the owner of this batch of goods? I'm afraid the resources inside are enough for a sect to use.

Ning Yi turned his head and saw the purple Xuan Dan that was neatly stacked with ten boxes of Taoist sects, and his mind was dizzy.

He stretched out a hand, but for a moment he didn't know how to start.

The bone flute in his arms suddenly trembled.

Ning Yi felt this call, as if he was eager to desire something.

The boy turned around suddenly, sensed the anxious tremor of the bone flute in his arms, lay down and listened with his ears. Then, without hesitation, the tip of the umbrella sword gently cuts the bottom of the carriage.

He saw a dazzling and round orb.

If the Sui Yang beads placed in boxes before were all the same as finger covers and were round and fluorescent, then this one... is even more grand than the light that was added together.

The Sui Yang bead that Ning Yi held in Qingbai City was probably only half the size of this one.

"Thousand-year Sui Yangzhu!"

The boy did not hesitate at all. He pressed his palm on the sun bead, and the bead surface shattered inch by inch, and the scorching light suddenly shattered. The dim carriage was illuminated in an instant, and the mirror was broken. The heart of the thousand-year-old Sui Yang bead was scattered everywhere, and countless star lights were reflected, like a river and ocean, pouring over Ning Yi's head.

In an instant, Ning Yi seemed to be back on the night trying to break through the realm. The shackles of the sun, moon and stars in his mind were imprisoned. At this moment, the broken thousand-year-old Sui Yang Pearl was absorbed by Ning Yi's palm. The broken pure white ashes rolled into the wide sleeves. The boy fell to the ground, crossed his arms, and meditated on the dark galaxy that had been lit up countless times.

After just one breath, Ning Yi opened his eyes. His eyes were unprecedentedly bright and his thinking was unprecedentedly clear.

The noise outside was extremely loud, and from Ning Yi lifting the car to now, it took less than ten breaths.

Someone is coming, and Ning Yi is not afraid of the horse thieves outside, but the two practitioners in the fourth realm...he needs to avoid the edge.

This place cannot be left for a long time. It has broken through the realm and needs to find a pure place.

Suddenly, the bone flute in his arms trembled again.

Ning Yi's body was about to leave froze. He glanced at the dark bottom of the carriage. Without any hesitation, he leaned down and took out a square-inch box. After opening the box, there was an extremely cold bead. Unlike the hot Sui Yang bead, the extremely cold bead was just the size of a common pill.

Ning Yi twisted the beads with two fingers, and suddenly his pupils shrank.

The bead melts when it is started.

Ning Yi could feel an extremely bone-bone chill, shattering, extending the transmission of his fingertips, and then rushing back and forth in his body. While trembling, the bead had turned into a smudge of mist, and layers of ice slag formed in the palm of his palm.

The energy larger than the Sui Yangzhu condensed like fog above the beads, and shot like an arrow at Ning Yi's eyebrows. With a slight bang, the boy fell into the carriage with a pale face. His soul was dizzy, his whole lips trembled, and his whole body was filled with coldness, and his yang energy was instantly covered.

Ning Yi's face was red and white, and suddenly there was no blood, and suddenly his face was red again.

He turned over in a panic and grabbed a handful of Sui Yang Beads to crush them. After crushing these Yang Beads of unknown age, they rushed into their lungs, which could only make Ning Yi feel a little better.

Ning Yi held the umbrella sword in one hand, and the other hand was hanging in the position of the bone flute on his chest. The tip of the sword cut the carriage. He fell out in a flash, and the sea of ​​fire lingered. Under the hot temperature, the chill slightly subsided.

Ning Yi didn't feel that there was a vast sea of ​​stars in his heart.

He only felt that there was a thousand feet of ice in his chest, mixed with countless flames, boiling.

In the flames ahead, there was a majestic figure. The tip of the knife in his hand pierced Yan Kai's back, and walked to Ning Yi silently, and then stared at the boy, "It turned out that the umbrella-holding boy who was circulating was a first state... You are just a first state, why dare you be so arrogant?"

Ning Yi's face was bloodless and his lips were pale. He raised his head and saw a burly figure. The practitioner from the fourth realm was actually dead. He was picked up by him and raised it on the tip of the knife.

The fire is boiling.

Shangguan Jinghong shook his head and looked at the boy, very disappointed.

Dozens of brothers died on the road, from Caogu City and Anle City, were killed by this young man who was said to be surnamed Li. When he heard this surname, he was silent for a while. After knowing that this was just a coincidence, the money helper had to shrink his strength and prepare for today's intercepting goods.

This comes from the will of a great man in the East Realm. Even if he is so far away, it is a great honor to be able to implement it by himself.

Shangguan originally thought that this young man, who was said to have two skills, was probably a middle-level practitioner.

It seems that he had just entered the first state and Xinghui was disordered and irregular in his breathing. He was a newcomer on the road to cultivation.

He looked around and his command had killed the caravan cleanly. The flames broke through the air and someone slowly surrounded him.

It's time to end it all.

The boy leaned against the back of the carriage, trying to make his breathing evenly, and then clenched the umbrella sword.

The body was picked up by Shangguan, and he turned around the tip of the knife and flew over.

Clear sword light.

Accompanied by a not-clear sword light.

Shangguan widened his eyes, and the thrown corpse was cut open in half. Then, a black line seemed to flash through his arms.

A thorn sounded between the forehead and eyebrows, and a slight hole was broken like tearing paper, and blood squirted out like fine snow.

After the murder, the boy glanced around in pain, and the fire was surging. Such pain was reflected in his eyes, making people feel more like some kind of cruel hatred.
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