"Hahaha, Junior Brother Wang, you are looking for death!"

Chen Fu was not angry, but laughed, "How about handing over the things you please, I'll let you go?"

Wang Le did not talk nonsense, but took a deep breath and moved the internal force of the blood knife to the extreme. The hot breath passed through the meridians, bringing powerful power.

At the same time, his knees bent slightly and rushed forward in a determined posture.

Chen Fu was a little surprised. This speed was not something that could be achieved in the eighth level, but he didn't care much, just poked out a hand and waited for the attack to arrive.

At this moment, Wang Le suddenly made a strange move on his back. He leaned forward and his speed suddenly increased again.

There are three killing moves in the Blood Knife Technique, namely the Sea of ​​Blood, the Waves of Blood, and the Last Blood Evil Bones.

Wang Le only had about ten years of internal strength at this moment, and could not exert all the power of these moves.

In this world, the most important thing for a martial artist from the eighth grade to the seventh grade is to produce internal energy seeds in the body, and then to the fifth grade, they are in the accumulation stage, broadening the meridians and enriching the dantian.

If you really want to count it, he will have the ability of a sixth-grade medium-level power now.

Compared to Chen Fu, it may be a little worse, but not too much.

So when Wang Le's right arm suddenly moved forward and brought out a cold light, Chen Fu was a little caught off guard.

Why did a knife suddenly appear?

He wanted to retreat and change his moves because the two sides were too close at this time and there was no room to display them at all.

But after using three killing moves, Wang Le's speed has reached a peak after killing the strongest blood evil bones.

There was no time to resist. Chen Fu, who had been lurking in the Tianjian Gate for a long time and had hidden strength for many years, was directly hit by the neck. Huge force gathered on the blade, and the fragile flesh could not resist it at all, so he was divided into two.

A sixth-grade master was so frustrated.

He was careless, and at the same time, Wang Le's sword was too fast, too fierce, and too weird.

The speed of the bursting out in an instant has completely surpassed this realm.

However, the powerful power also brought great side effects. Wang Leqiang endured the pain in his arm and the empty feeling of exhaustion of internal strength, and squatted down and searched in Chen Fu's clothes.

More than ten taels of silver, a token, and a secret book called Shifang Palm.

After putting away the things, Wang Le continued to touch the corpse, and finally harvested about fifty taels of silver, five weapons, and three road leads.

After all of them were packed, he was about to leave here and walk towards the cave that was about to hide himself.

Just as this was the case, a female voice suddenly came from behind Wang Le.

"Save...save me!"

He stopped and turned around and saw the female disciple named Zhou, looking at him expectantly.

Although the face was covered with blood and the person was a little embarrassed, it did not hide his beautiful and cute appearance, and at this time he had a more adorable temperament.

Wang Le thought about it and walked towards her.

"Thanks…"

laugh!

The whole world is pure.

"You're welcome."

Wang Le put the knife back into the bronze token and left here without saying a word.

He could not have brought any burden. Instead of letting this fellow student die in misery and pain, it would be better to give her a happy time.

This is Wang Le’s unique tenderness.

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The ending of the Tianxiang Sect was destined as early as when Yuan Zhen first rejected Wu Hou.

With the three major sects in the north, everyone in the world was already in danger. Many sects surrendered themselves before they could send messengers to the Wuhou.

In the entire southern martial arts world, except for a few leading forces, there are only a few small sects that are waiting and watching that have not bowed to the court.

No one thinks they can resist Wu Hou's iron hooves, it's just a matter of time.

Ten days after the demise of the Tianxiang Sect.

early morning.

On the official road from Qingyang Prefecture to Xuanhua Prefecture, a young man with a pretty appearance but cold eyes was walking calmly on the road.

There was a big package behind him, so the speed was not fast. If those eyes were not too calm, anyone would have thought that this was an unlucky guy who went to join his relatives.

This person is Wang Le who came down from the mountain.

Those roads have a great effect and there are almost no twists and turns along the way. At the same time, he learned from the guards that he would be able to reach Xuanhua Prefecture after going north for another thirty miles north.

However, this section of the road is not peaceful, and disasters often happen.

The reason why the other party is so kind is that he can hire someone to escort him as long as he spends a few taels of silver, so he can arrive safely.

Wang Le naturally refused. With those people's bad intentions, he calmly set out on the road alone.

The road was very dusty, and occasionally a carriage was passing by, looking hurried.

Wang Le tried it several times before and wanted to stop one and take a ride, but unfortunately he ignored it.

The road was very calm. Just when he thought the people at the level were just exaggerating, a sudden movement came from the front.

Not far from the right side of the road, three burly men holding weapons were surrounding a scholar, and it seemed that they were robbing.

Wang Le didn't want to care, so he walked around himself, but the robbers didn't want to let him go.

"That boy, come here!"

"You'd better be obedient, otherwise don't blame the grandpa for being rude!"

Wang Le looked up silently, then sighed and walked towards the other side.

Seeing that he was so obedient, the three people couldn't help but smile. The robbed scholar shouted, "Little brother, go quickly, these thieves are not at ease!"

Unfortunately, I just finished calling and got punched a few times.

Wang Le glanced at him, ignored him and walked straight over.

Kill? Or not?

He thought about it, took out a copper coin from his purse, and decided to kill the Yin side and teach the Yang side a lesson.

However, the three robbers' attention was all attracted by the bulging bags and did not pay attention to Wang Le's actions at all.

The copper coins were thrown high and then landed in the hands.

Sunny face!

"You guys are so lucky."

Wang Le had already walked to them and said with emotion.

"Boy, hand over all the money you have on you!"

One of them said as he stepped forward two steps and reached out to grab the money bag.

Wang Le didn't want to waste time, so he slashed his neck with a knife and knocked him down directly.

At the same time, before the other two people could react, they gave them one by one.

The three arrogant guys fell to the ground and moaned in pain.

The scholar was shocked. When he saw Wang Le turning around and leaving, he quickly got up from the ground, took back his things, and hurriedly followed Wang Le's footsteps.

"Brother, thank you just now!"

"Don't bother me."

Wang Le glanced at him, then withdrew his gaze and continued on his way.

The scholar didn't know if he was scared, so he didn't care about the attitude of keeping others from thousands of miles away. Instead, he said to himself: "I'm the surname Zhan Ming Peng, and I'm going to Xuanhua Mansion. I'm ashamed to say that this time I went to join my relatives. My uncle was the chief clerk in the government office. I'm briefly writing about it, which happened to be a certain livelihood."
Chapter completed!