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In the dense forest northwest of Linhai County, the Zhou family's children fled in a hurry, as if they had completely lost their square inch.

And not far behind them, five or six adult members of the Zhou family were fighting with a cultivator in the early days of the foundation building by means of a hastily formed battle formation.

Among the five or six Zhou family cultivators, the highest cultivation level was only at the eighth level of qi training, and two of them were not in the middle stage of qi training. Masked monk in the early days of Ji.

If there is a formation mage here, they will definitely be able to find out, these five or six Zhou family Qi training cultivators have formed a mysterious formation.

This formation superimposed the spiritual power of these five or six Zhou family monks, which gave them the power to compete with the monks in the early days of foundation building.

However, the Zhou family monk who presided over the formation was too weak after all, and it was difficult to exert the power of this Dao Soldier formation.

Under the constant attack of that monk in the early days of foundation building, these five or six Zhou family monks could no longer resist.

And in a weedy recess not far from this battlefield, the only surviving foundation-building monk in the Zhou family, Zhou Yuanqing, was engaged in a fierce life-and-death battle with another masked man.

At this time, Zhou Yuanqing was holding a Tier 3 Supreme Spirit Sword that exuded strong spiritual power fluctuations, and stared at the masked monk closely.

The aura that the other party radiated from his body seemed extremely powerful, bringing him a feeling of heavy pressure. Obviously, the cultivation level of the masked monk in front of him was much higher than that of him.

"The Zhou family is worthy of being one of the best family members in Jiangmin County. It is really envious of the old man that the Zhou family can have a third-order superb spiritual weapon in the middle of the foundation construction."

A low, hoarse voice came from the mouth of the masked monk.

After hearing these words, Zhou Yuanqing's face was gloomy, but he still said with a fluke:

"Senior can raise your hands high and let my Zhou family members make a living.

As long as the senior can let me wait, my Zhou family is willing to pay some price, of course, this also includes this third-order best spirit sword in the hands of the junior. "

"Jie Jie~"

"If the old man guessed correctly, your storage bag should contain more than half of the wealth in your family's treasury!"

"In this case, as long as you kill you, these treasures are not all the old man's!"

The masked monk couldn't help but laughed, as if he was sure to win.

After hearing what the other party said, Zhou Yuanqing couldn't help squeezing the spirit sword in his hand, and his face showed a hideous roar:

"In that case, don't blame Zhou's blood-drinking sword for not recognizing people!"

"Jie Jie~ Tier 3 top-grade spiritual weapons are certainly very powerful, but no matter how good the spiritual tool is, it depends on the strength of the user. This treasure is better than the third-tier top-grade spiritual tools in your hands."

The masked monk laughed again, looking rather distressed.

But even though he said so on his lips, there was a look of jealousy in his eyes, which was obviously not as relaxed as he said.

On the other side, as Zhou Yuanqing spared no effort to inject his own spiritual power into the third-order best spirit sword, the crimson sword glowed with extremely dazzling sword brilliance.

In a blink of an eye, a sharp sword light measuring several feet long fell from the sky, and slashed at the masked monk with lightning speed!

Seeing this sword light smashing at him, the masked monk did not dare to be careless.

"Boom~"

The sword light that was several feet long collided fiercely with the moon wheel, triggering a strong wave of spiritual power.

Both Zhou Yuanqing and the masked monk were shaken back by this wave of spiritual power.

"Puff~"

Zhou Yuanqing sprayed out a mouthful of black blood again, and his face was extremely ugly.

Seeing this scene, the masked monk showed a sneer on his face, and with a wave of his sleeves, a silver light flew towards Zhou Yuanqing.

Zhou Yuanqing suppressed the injuries in his body, forcibly waved the spirit sword in his hand, and guarded him with fierce sword aura.

"With your badly wounded body, you can also exert the power of this superb spiritual weapon!"

The masked monk sneered again, trying to disturb Zhou Yuanqing's mind with words.

Zhou Yuanqing's desperate and desperate sentiment made him a bit of a rat-inhibiting weapon, and the addition of a third-order superb spiritual weapon made him dare not work hard.

Now the Zhou family is like a dog of the mourning family, and he just wants to bite a piece of fat from the Zhou family.

But as time went by, the Tier 3 top-grade spiritual weapon that allowed Zhou Yuanqing to dispel his might has been devouring his spiritual power, making his attacks more and more wilting.

However, Zhou Yuanqing had been severely injured and was forced to support it by secret methods and medicinal pills, so he fell into a disadvantage soon.

Suddenly, he couldn't dodge, and a sharp silver light pierced his chest directly, giving him a hideous wound.

Seeing the other party kill again, Zhou Yuanqing's eyes flashed coldly, and he threw out an extremely dangerous mysterious magic talisman directly from his sleeve.

Perceiving the dangerous aura of this charm, the masked monk's complexion changed drastically, he hurriedly pulled away, and immediately sacrificed his defensive spirit weapon.

"Rumble~"

A loud noise pierced the sky, and the huge fire light dyed the sky red.

After the fire disappeared, the masked monk put away the defensive spirit weapon that protected him, then coughed up a mouthful of blood, and yelled:

"The method of the Zhou family old man!"

However, at this moment, Zhou Yuanqing, who was in front of him, had disappeared, leaving only a pool of blood.

"Jie Jie~ you are worthy of a family of Fu Dao, but there are many ways to save your life!"

The masked monk smiled murderously.

But just when he was about to set off to track Zhou Yuanqing, a dark blue sword aura suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his way forward.

In a blink of an eye, a black-robed monk appeared not far in front of him.

"Your Excellency, could it be wrong with the Zhou family monk?"

The masked monk looked at Shen Huanchi who appeared, with a look of jealousy in his eyes.

Suddenly a cultivator with a cultivation base no less than him or even more powerful appeared, making him wonder about saving people.

After all, the Zhou family has been passed down for thousands of years. Although it can be said that there are enemies everywhere, there are not a few of the rich and powerful families that have made friends with them, and they are all such powerful families.

Even though the Zhou family has fallen and lost the qualifications to associate with them, it is inevitable that there will be some monks who can't help but rescue them.

But soon, the masked monk burst out laughing again.

"It seems that your Excellency has also taken a fancy to the big fat Zhou family!"

As soon as the voice fell, two silver lights shot at Shen Huanchi from his sleeve, revealing a hideous color on his face.

Shen Huanchi waved two sword auras and blocked the two silver lights.

In order to cover people's eyes and ears, he did not prevent his own cultivation base from leaking out, and even the spirit weapon he used was just a third-tier middle-grade spirit sword that could be seen everywhere.

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At the same time ~lightnovelpub.net~, a **** Zhou Yuanqing fell into a dark dense forest and tried to stand up.

However, at this moment, a giant black net ready to go suddenly fell from the sky and enveloped him.

Just when he was shocked, a cold blade flew out and chopped off his head with lightning speed.

After the head fell to the ground, a black shadow immediately sprang out from the dense forest, directly put the storage bag around his waist into the sleeve pocket, and picked up the third-order best spirit sword.

But just as he left, another voice came from a distance.

"Leave those things!"

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