Chu Zhiyuan shook his head.

The cultivation level of these evil sect monsters is average and they have very few masters.

Otherwise, I might be able to raise the Conferred God Realm to perfection now.

After killing so many monsters, the level of the Gods has been improved very little.

More masters are needed.

How can we lure more masters to come over?

Or find a way to find it yourself?

Sitting at the stone table in Chu Zhiyuan's small courtyard, Zou Fang served tea and stepped aside.

Xiao Ruoling had also withdrawn and returned to her small courtyard to talk to Xu Yingying, Shen Hanyue and the others.

The small courtyard became quiet for a while.

The lanterns illuminated the small courtyard brightly, eclipsing the bright moon in the sky.

Chu Zhiyuan turned the tea cup, thoughtfully. Zhao Rongfei and Wanbi Cheng were still replaying the previous scene in their minds.

Along the way, evil demons from the evil sect jumped out again and again.

But no matter how fast they are, they can't be faster than flying knives.

Being in front of the flying knife was like dying, and one group after another came forward to die.

They seem to be crazy and have no fear of death, which is really terrifying.

If I were to meet these guys, would I be able to be so calm?

The answer is obviously, it's difficult.

There are masters among these evil sect monsters, no fewer than two masters at any time.

The two masters of the evil sect, especially the masters who are not afraid of death, are extremely terrifying.

They looked like they were about to die because they didn't have time to cast the "Shadow of Death".

Thinking of this, they looked at Chu Zhiyuan, who was becoming more and more handsome and as calm as the abyss under the light.

He has been enduring assassinations from the evil sect and is being assassinated all the time. This feeling may be enough to make people collapse, but he remains calm.

This made them involuntarily admire him.

Zhao Rongfei lamented: "The evil sect demons are assassinating people one after another. Your Majesty, thank you for your hard work."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "That's just right. It's delivered to your door, so I don't have to run around searching."

Zhao Rongfei shook his head: "They came over to assassinate, and we chased them, two different feelings."

Wanbicheng nodded: "It is indeed different, Your Majesty, let me learn about flying knives."

"Be careful." Before Chu Zhiyuan put down the tea cup, a flying knife flew out of his sleeve and floated above his head.

The exquisite and exquisite knife is transparent, as if it is integrated with the light, looming.

It trembled slightly in the air, preparing to attack.

Wanbicheng stared at it intently, slowly drew the sword out of its sheath, and said in a deep voice: "Come on!"

The flying knives flew toward his eyebrows.

"!" Wanbi City swung out a sword light and stabbed the flying knife.

The tip of the sword hit the flying knife accurately.

Ever since he met Chu Zhiyuan, he had been observing and experiencing the flying knives, and had simulated how to stab the flying knives countless times in his mind.

He saw the tip of the sword stabbing the flying knife, and as soon as a smile appeared on his face, he realized something was wrong.

The tip of the sword pierces the shadow of the knife.

But the shadow was still flying, appearing instantly between his eyebrows.

He stepped back and swung his sword again.

The sword was extremely fast, and it hit the flying knife accurately, but it was still a shadow.

This time, the shadow of the flying knife also accelerated, and it had already reached the center of his eyebrows and stopped an inch away from the center of his eyebrows.

The cold air pierced the center of his eyebrows, as if a flying knife had pierced him.

No matter how he twisted around, stepped back, or even bent over, he couldn't avoid it.

It follows you everywhere.

"This——" He stretched out his hand and touched the flying knife.

I found that the flying knife was as cold as ice, and it was real.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "How?"

"This is————" Wanbi City is extremely puzzled and beyond common sense.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "This is the truth. You need to have a deeper understanding of the sword technique."

"Virtual reality..." Virtual reality----" Wanbi City murmured to itself.

The flying knife slipped back into his sleeve lightly.

He looked at Zhao Rongfei.

Zhao Rongfei said: "My swordsmanship is not as good as Lao Wan's, let alone inferior, but I also want to learn the virtual and actual way of this swordsmanship.

"Then be careful." A phantom flew out of Chu Zhiyuan's sleeves again.

Zhao Rongfei drew his sword, and the sword flashed down like a sword. It hit the flying knife, but only killed a shadow. The shadow of the flying knife accelerated instantly and stuck to the center of his eyebrows.

He also felt that the light of the sword was like substance, as if it had penetrated into the center of his eyebrows.

He froze immediately, staring at the flying knife like a chicken.

The blade is almost transparent, with fine patterns looming, trembling slightly, and eager to try.

He took a deep breath, returned the knife to its sheath, and reached out to touch the flying knife.

The flying knife's tentacles were cold, and the cold air penetrated into the palm of the hand and penetrated half of the body.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "This is the way of virtuality and reality. If you can understand this level of swordsmanship and swordsmanship, it will be almost enough."

"The way of virtual reality——" Zhao Rongfei sighed, feeling that he couldn't understand this.

It's too bizarre.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "I realized this way when I was a master."

When the two of them met, they suddenly understood.

Only then did they remember that Chu Zhiyuan was the great master.

But the strange thing is that when Chu Zhiyuan took action, he had no momentum and did not feel the pressure of the Grand Master at all.

As one of the four major sects, of course they have a great master in their sect, and they know how powerful the great master is.

Once these great masters take action, their overwhelming momentum will be as real as reality, and they cannot be approached.

Chu Zhiyuan, on the other hand, was calm and calm, with no momentum at all, not even the momentum of a grandmaster.

This means that you have stronger control over your own breath, and can control it freely.

The two sat down again.

Zhao Rongfei asked Chu Zhiyuan about his experience in killing evil sect demons.

Chu Zhiyuan then talked about how to kill the evil sect in the east, what to do after arriving at Yujing City, and then how to kill the evil sect at the main altar.

"The evil sect is not invincible, and the main altar can also be destroyed. The only thing to worry about is that they have a main altar in the three dynasties."

"I am here this time to discuss with Dameng how to jointly exterminate the evil sect, and then I will bring Dazhen along with me. If the three dynasties of our three dynasties join forces to destroy their main altar, we will be able to completely eliminate the evil sect."

"Exactly!" Zhao Rongfei slapped the table: "The three dynasties should join forces to destroy them!"

The evil sect is so powerful because of their cunning rabbits and three caves. If this side is destroyed, the main altar of the other two dynasties will soon be able to support this side in rebuilding the main altar.

Therefore, if the thread is not extinguished, it will be despairing.

If the three dynasties can work together to exterminate them, they will be able to uproot them.

This is a major event that benefits the country and the people!

Chu Zhiyuan said: "But there are many obstacles to this matter, and the first obstacle is the DPRK."

Both of them frowned.

"North Korea and China will not hinder this cooperation, right?" Zhao Rongfei was puzzled.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "This proposal was made a hundred years ago, but it has never been achieved. Dameng and Dajing have always only had confrontation, how can they cooperate?"

He shook his head and said: "Da Meng looks down on our Dajing. He has always felt that Dajing is weak and the Dajing court is incompetent and cannot deal with the evil sect."

Zhao Rongfei and Wanbi Cheng looked at each other, unable to refute.
To be continued...