Originally, the disciples of Fengyu Sect still had some slackness or disdain in this bandit suppression operation.

But the rewards announced at this moment made everyone present unable to help but be moved and their enthusiasm increased greatly.

The outer disciples dare not expect the reward for killing the blood thief leader. After all, the magic weapons and elixirs are definitely not something that ordinary people can control and take. This should be the target that several inner disciples compete for. Yilefeng, Wanfushan, and Junior Brother Huang were shining in their eyes.

The reward of "killing the outer disciples with the largest number of blood spirit thieves" made the outer disciples rub their fists and palms, and they were very excited.

The "marrow-washing pill" in the reward is enough to form a fatal temptation for the outer disciples. In addition, the secret scroll of immortal techniques and the qualification of inner disciples are very attractive to ordinary disciples.

Once you become the outer disciple who kills the most enemies, your strength, status, and reputation will be greatly improved.

Le Feng saw the expressions of the people in his eyes, and was very satisfied. His eyes patrol the entire venue again. An invisible oppression lingers and scatters, which made everyone calm down:

"There are twenty-four brothers in total, and everyone has arrived and can set off."

When Xu Xuan heard the sound, his eyes swept across the crowd, including the four people who reached the level of immortals: Lefeng, Yu Qin, Wanfushan, and Junior Brother Huang.

The other twenty people, including Xu Xuan, all came from the outer sect, and their cultivation level was at least four or five levels or above.

The lineup of these twenty-four people is strong, led by four immortals.

Xu Xuan even believed that such strength could sweep a village of hundreds of people. He could not tell whether he could defeat the "Blood Spirit Thieves", but at least he should have the power to fight.

During the process of going down the mountain, Le Feng only occasionally used flying magic weapons and sometimes fell down to restore his magic power. In addition to him, the remaining Wanfushan people had no cultivation between the first level of Qi refining and the third level, and they could not control objects to float in the air.

The one who really guided the route was the "Three Spirit Bird" on Yu Qin's shoulder, chattering and reporting to Yu Qin.

"That day, the disciples in the sect were killed... several blood spirit thieves died on the spot, leaving corpses and stolen goods. After these three spirit birds smelled their breath, they could follow them with their spirituality and talent."

Le Feng smiled and explained as he fell from mid-air again.

Along the way, he paid more attention to Yang Xiaoqian and occasionally took the initiative to talk.

Yang Xiaoqian also admires this rookie who is eye-catching in the sect. Le Feng has an amazing cultivation level, but he is not arrogant at all, and is approachable, so he can easily gain Yang Xiaoqian's trust.

Looking at Le Feng and Yang Xiaoqian walking side by side not far away, Wan Fushan's face turned gloomy and showed a hint of fear and uneasiness.

"Yang Xiaoqian and Le Feng have a relationship, which may be unfavorable to me..." He felt a little panicked and scared.

The subtle changes between Wanfushan's expression and movements completely fell on Xu Xuan's expression, and a hint of mockery appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He had a premonition that Yang Xiaoqian's beautiful baby would become a charming beauty: Yang Xiaoqian has no shortage of these factors.

While walking side by side, Yang Xiaoqian's bright eyes turned slightly, and she swept towards Xu Xuan intentionally or unintentionally.

However, Xu Xuan was not the lonely and lonely he imagined. The timid little girl Yu Qin beside her was introverted and the most familiar disciple in the sect was Xu Xuan, who was also the only person who could speak.

This situation happened even more anxious when Wan Fushan saw it.

The two people he focused on this time were one who had a relationship with Le Feng, a powerful rookie in the sect, and the other one was even more acquainted with the true disciple.

"What did Master Lu in the sect do to you, how did he learn immortal skills?"

Xu Xuan’s question seemed simple, but he wanted to investigate Master Lu’s background and the progress of this little girl.

Yu Qin's face was slightly red, and her bright eyes were shy: "Master... Master is very nice to me, so I asked me to practice "Introduction to Spiritual Breath". I have recently mastered the 'Spiritual Eye Technique' and have just been comprehending the 'Spiritual Words'..."

The outer disciples next to him didn't understand those knowledge of immortal skills, but Xu Xuan's mind was very clear.

When it comes to immortal methods, he has many insights in his past life. Among them, the "Twelve Explanations of Immortal Methods" are more profound, which is much more sophisticated than the unique "Introduction to Spiritual Breath" taught by Master Lu.

To a certain extent, Xu Xuan is better than Yu Qin in his understanding and knowledge of immortal methods, and is even better than the ones in Wanfu Mountain.

Xu Xuan deeply understands the talent of his previous life and his perverted nature.

Even Yu Qin, who has the best spiritual roots, has no talent compared to that. She chose the most difficult "Nine Changes of Dragons and Snakes" at the beginning of her previous life, and she was disdainful to speed up her cultivation with external objects such as spiritual pills. She relied entirely on her own cultivation to easily reach the seventh level of body refining, and did not enter the immortal path, and continued to attack the eighth level, ninth level... and even the legendary tenth level.

That kind of courage and talent are definitely not comparable to that of the disciples of the immortal sect in this life.

During the conversation and questioning, Yu Qin's face was also surprised, and Xu Xuan asked some questions occasionally, which she had never heard of.

A group of more than twenty people left Xingyu Mountain, and drove for a few hours to reach a valley entrance.

The chirping Three Spirit Bird let out a rapid scream and landed in front of Yu Qin and Xu Xuan, and looked at the latter in surprise.

“Just ahead…”

Yu Qin pointed to the depths of the valley ahead with a timid voice.

A group of more than twenty people suddenly became quiet, either tense or ready to rub their hands.

Everyone's eyes were staring at the depths of the valley.

The Blood Spirit Thieves must be hidden in it!

——No one doubts the spirituality of Master Lu’s “Three Spirit Birds”.

"Everyone is ready, don't take it lightly. With the cunning and insidiousness of the Blood Spirit Stealing, even if it hides in the dark, it will definitely be alert and guarded."

Le Feng lowered his voice and waved to Wan Fushan and Junior Brother Huang to come.

"You two, each lead three people to explore the two directions, be careful to keep a long distance and take care of each other..."

After a whisper, Wan Fushan and Junior Brother Huang began to come out to select people.

"You, you, and you... set out together."

Wan Fushan narrowed his eyes slightly and pointed at Xu Xuan and two other outer disciples, but did not dare to point Yang Xiaoqian.

Looking at Xu Xuan leaving with Wanfu Mountain, Yu Qin's bright eyes flashed with a little worry, and she was a little at a loss. She wanted to stop talking, but she did not dare to intervene.

"Sure enough." Wan Fushan sneered secretly: So what if the true disciples are? If you don't have enough strength and means, how can you gain a foothold in the Immortal Sect?

There was a dead silence in the valley. During the investigation, Wanfushan was very vulgar. Xu Xuan and the other three walked in front, but he followed behind him.

Xu Xuan and three other outer disciples cursed in their hearts that Wan Fushan, as an immortal, was the strongest among the few people, but was the most greedy for life and fearful of death.

Taking a deep breath, Xu Xuan used the fifth level of the breathing technique corresponding to the word "quiet" technique, and greatly improved the senses, and his hearing, vision, smell, etc. were all extremely sensitive.

In this case, even if he encounters a sudden attack, his chance of survival is far better than that of ordinary people.

However, after going deeper for several miles, no one found anything.

Xu Xuan felt a little uneasy in his heart, and he felt a pair of eyes looking down at him and others coldly.

Gradually, the uneasiness turned into a biting crisis, which was several times stronger than being followed by Xu Dahu last time!

At this moment, his nerves were tense and cold sweat oozed out of his forehead.

Every step you take, the crisis will increase by one point.

Suddenly, he slowed down.

"What are you doing when you stand there!" Wan Fushan scolded.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

"Swish swish swish swish--"

Dozens of cold and cold lights shot from the lush trees dozens of meters away. The scene was like a rainstorm pear blossom, sweeping towards the four people.

The four people who were separated were immediately hit by the small cold light.

thump!

Xu Xuan fell down in response.

"Ahhh!"

The other two disciples let out screams one after another. The unknown hidden weapon, the cold light, easily penetrated through the internal strength defense, and was fatal in an instant.

Almost at the same time, another team of people exploring deep into the valley also screamed and heard the sound of fighting.

Puff puff puff!

Wan Fushan was in shock and a layer of light green light lingered between his arms. He waved it suddenly, shaking the cold light of the ten hidden weapons that were shot.

With the magic power of an immortal, the extremely powerful hidden weapon, the cold light could not hurt him.

"Swish swish swish swish--"

More hidden weapons were shining like drizzle. Even with the cultivation of the immortals in Wanfu Mountain, they were moved and retreated.

"Where to run!"

A low and heavy voice came out of nowhere. With a "bang", a burly man as tall as two meters jumped out of the soil layer ahead.

The big man's muscles were bulging, his whole body was like an iron tower, and his eyes were filled with a terrifying light, and his voice was no less than that of immortal cultivators.

The moment he appeared, the "swoosh" man immediately forced himself to Wanfu Mountain.

Bang!

The moment the iron-drafted man punched, the wind roared around him, dust and leaves rolled and rolled. A powerful wave of air was centered on the man and rushed several feet away. The entire void seemed to tremble, emitting a terrifying aura.

With the human body, such a powerful voice can burst out!

"Not good...it's a martial artist!"

Wanfushan's face changed drastically. At the moment of crisis, he waved his sleeves and a blue light shone out like a wind flame, fighting with the Han Dynasty at close range.

Bangk —

The flames of the immortal art were shattered like glass. Wan Fushan's body was also shaken away five or six meters away, rolling to the ground, with a pale face.
To be continued...