As the pursuers attacked, Xu Yi didn't even have to look back. Just by the amazing heat coming from the air, he knew that the two peak condensation powerhouses were coming.

If he is in Dayue, although he is only the peak of condensation, in his eyes, this generation is like a mustard of grass, so he doesn’t have to worry about it.

But now is different from the past. He has no magic weapon and no evil spirit, and has almost no effective means of killing enemies.

Fame? Who in this world knows him?

It is not difficult for Xu Yi to kill two pursuers and that middle-aged man in the golden uniform.

The key is that the cost is too high. If you don’t do it well, you have to use the Soul Conjuring Banner. But his soul is weak now and he is most afraid of using the Soul Conjuring Banner.

Once used, the soul will be damaged again, and the consequences will be really unpredictable.

What's even more troublesome is that the current situation is clearly a siege and killing. The damn Xiqin Sect was surrounded and suppressed by many powerful people.

This is just a corner of the battlefield. If the enemy in front of you is killed and surrounded again, how can you move?

Xu Yi's face was as anxious as a lake, and his thoughts flashed, and he shouted loudly, "Are you just asking for the things that Liu Shigu wants, I've hidden it somewhere else. If I'm willing to let me live, it's okay to tell you. If I'm forced, I'll just scatter my soul and ask you to fetch water in the bamboo basket."

There is nothing we can do, but we can't find anything, so we can only apply a "drag-up trick" first.

If it were normal, such a threat among monks would be useless.

But Xu Yi knew the transaction between the middle-aged man in the golden robe and the old man in Confucian robe for himself.

The middle-aged man in the golden uniform was trying to lose a ghost of the soul-sensing ancestor and wanted to get himself. It was obvious that he was gambled that Liu Shigu had an intersection with him and handed over the crucial things to himself.

Just by the bets thrown by the middle-aged financial service, he dared to bet on the middle-aged financial service "not to bet" in the middle-aged financial service.

"Just, such an important baby, you must hide it on your body. If you kill you, that baby will fly."

The white-faced young man who was running a little while ago laughed.

Xu Yi said, "The head of the sect knew that you would not give up. The baby had already hidden him. He only told me where he hid and asked me to take it and hand it over to the eldest son. For this reason, he poisoned me. If you don't believe me, please see." As he said that, he lifted his clothes and leaked his shoulders. He saw a green pattern the size of a palm appeared on his shoulder, like a tattoo.

"Kill with one blood! What a cruel old thief Liu, it seems that he had known today for a long time."

The middle-aged man in the golden wardrobe sighed in a low voice, but he believed Xu Yi's words.

Indeed, if nine points are true and one point is false, it is difficult for even gods to distinguish. Who knows that there is a token of treasure harvesting that is hidden on Xu Yi.

"Boy, since that's the case, why are you going to be too late? Wait for someone to extract your soul and refine your soul?"

The black-faced young man who was running behind came first, walked straight above Xu Yi's head before stopping.

"If so, why not try to see if you are the one who is quick to extract souls and refine souls, or the one who is scattered souls, and there is no way to survive. Wouldn't you choose a way to die?"

It is not difficult for a monk to disperse his soul. When he dies, he will pinch the most yang and strong objects such as the Explosion Sky Thunder Pearl. The ghost soul will immediately disperse. Even if there are secret methods, it will not be collected.

However, this method is too tyrannical, and monks are greedy for life and fear of death. Even if they die, they are reluctant to let the ghosts die. Few people do this tyrannical behavior.

Xu Yi was at this moment, and it was a delusion to scatter his soul, but he had a clear understanding of people's hearts and had the confidence to bet.

"I'll try it. I'll see if you're so determined, but you'll only know how to practice your mouth."

The black-faced young man didn't believe that Xu Yi had such courage.

But he didn't believe it, but he believed it again, at least he was unwilling to take risks. "A Qing kept silent and let this person speak."

In his middle-aged man in the golden server, he really dared not gamble. Killing Xu Yi, in his opinion, was as easy as a lie. If he had nothing to gain, it would be worth it.

A soul of the soul-sensing ancestor is worth three spirit stones, and it costs such a huge price. He must not accept it because of his anger.

Xu Yi said, "I have nothing to say, I just need to live."

He was happy to delay time, and the longer he delayed, the greater his chances of winning.

The middle-aged man in the golden ward said, "I see you young and lightly, and you have reached the peak of condensation. It should be a material that can be made. When you enter the Xiqin Sect, you should be a pearl and secretly thrown into my Black Stone Temple. Just use you to bring the martial arts order to get started. Zhang must ask the senior brother of the sect to personally accept you and pass on your avenue. What do you think?"

"really?"

Xu Yi showed ecstasy on his face.

"Watching Zhang Fengcheng in Black Stone is not a person who is lying to others."

Zhang Fengcheng looked proud of "just knowing this".

Compared with Xiqinmen, Black Stone Temple is too powerful. When the martial arts ban is opened, the gap is even more obvious.

In his opinion, as long as Xu Yi's mind is not broken, he will definitely agree. After all, the Wu Ling, a mere condensate junior, is useless.

Is this deal really going to take a brain to exchange for something useless?

"So you are Tiexu... Cough cough, senior Zhang Fengcheng, you are so respectful."

Xu Yi was able to understand people's hearts and had a great acting skills, so he even used Zhang Fengcheng's indecent nickname in time.

"What are you talking about? Sell the treasure quickly. The elder will take you into the sect. If you dare to be indifferent, you will be distracted."

The white-faced young man couldn't stand Xu Yi's appearance of climbing along the pole and shouted angrily.

Xu Yi glanced at him, hesitated, and looked back at Zhang Fengcheng and said, "Is it because Senior Zhang was trying to punish me?"

The white-faced young man did not expect Xu Yi to be so bold and dared to provoke him openly. Just as he was about to scold him, Zhang Fengcheng was angry first, "A Qing A Shui, without my order, you must not speak."

Zhang Fengcheng was in real fire. Now the martial arts ban was opened, and he couldn't help but attack and kill. Now it was Xiqinmen's unlucky. Who could have expected who the next one would be?

What's more, the "martial order" in Xiqinmen has many people who think about it, and the night is long and the dreams are too long, which is not a good thing.

Xu Yi bowed, "Thank you for your justice. If you are sincere, please help me to relieve the poison of the blood-killing of my younger brother."

Since he had to delay, he had some tricks, and he happened to be inexplicably poisoned, and he didn't understand at all. Even though he learned from Zhang Fengcheng that his name was "One Blood Kill" and searched all over the "Wanbao Miscellaneous Notes" in his mind, he still had no idea what it was. He took this opportunity to not understand the reason, and even when he would not wait.
Chapter completed!