The sudden stabbing caught Zhang Xi off guard, not because he could not cope with it, but because in the fighting circle next to him, he was the master of Yu Tian Sect.

Judging from the battle he saw along the way, Yu Tianzong has a good foundation, and it will be a matter of time before he can drive away these black-robed assassins.

If you take action rashly, you will inevitably find your hidden strength.

If you cannot escape as a disciple, he must explain it by the identity of a candidate.

Otherwise, it would be even more troublesome to be regarded as an alien enemy.

"Hmph, the little thief also wants to break into my spiritual weapon library and ask for trouble."

An elder of Yu Tianzong who was fighting seemed to have seen the situation here. After killing a black-robed assassin, he did not come to stop the assassin, but went to kill another assassin.

"Try to suffer for yourself?" Zhang Xi quickly came up with a solution, intending to push the door and avoid the attack at this moment, and then take advantage of the chaos to pass all the treasures inside with wrist guards.

The purpose of the black-robed assassin is also the treasure inside. When he sees the treasure, he will naturally focus on the treasure first, rather than fighting with himself.

As for how to explain to Yu Tianzong in the future, he didn't plan to explain. While the black-robed assassin took away the treasure and the people of Yu Tianzong went to chase the treasure, he left and did not come back. As for his thoughts on the other two treasure houses, he would come to an end for the time being.

When he came to Yutian Sect, he had already gained the same harvest. If he harvested a little spiritual magic weapon, he would be able to be content with it.

The "Sir to Try Yourself to Take Worry" and his disregarded attitude made him look at it and beat him up.

The blood-red blade crossed Zhang Xi and stabbed directly into the door of the Spiritual Artifact Pavilion.

"Bang!"

The huge momentum burst out from the door when the blade touched the door. Zhang Xi lowered and even opened her eyes wide, witnessing with her own eyes that the invisible huge momentum was transmitted along the blade to the black-robed assassin's arm.

"Break", "Break" and "Break"

The sleeves on his arms were ripped.

"KaKaKa"

The sound of bone breaking sounded one after another.

"Dong"

With a heavy sound of landing, he hit a big stone and stopped, and his body seemed to be broken into pieces and sank on the ground like mud, life and death were unknown.

Zhang Xi turned around and looked at the gate of the Spiritual Artifact Pavilion, tried to reach out and took it back.

There is indeed something wrong.

Thanks to this black-robed assassin, otherwise, he would have been rebounded like that.

Seeing the battle approaching the end, Zhang Xi looked at the spiritual weapon pavilion reluctantly, bit her teeth, then turned around and turned to the attic mountain opposite to run.

He has already gained something and should be content.

If it weren't for the black-robed assassin, perhaps his yearning for the Spiritual Artifact Pavilion was not that strong.

With the black-robed assassin, he had much more thoughts about the Spiritual Artifact Pavilion than before.

In his initial thought, the Spirit Artillery Pavilion at most sent a fairly powerful deacon or a few disciples to take turns to take care of it.

It turns out that it does not need to be taken care of. On the contrary, even if it is not taken care of, its self-protection ability is still very strong.

It was the power of that barrier that left him.

With such powerful barrier protection, then what is inside will definitely be very in line with his wishes.

"You guys are okay, are you?"

Zhang Xi's judgment was correct. Before he could take a breath, an inner disciple came to pick them up before he could take a long breath.

Seeing several inner disciples with great cultivation coming over, the candidates who hid themselves very wronged and slowly got up. I don’t know who was the first to start, and the aggrieved in his heart burst out immediately, "Wow!!!"

In addition to Zhang Xi, several other candidates who could get up by themselves were more or less crying. They just came to take the assessment, just to succeed and achieve success and glorify their ancestors, and to go back to enjoy admiration.

Unexpectedly, before they received glory, they wandered around the brink of death.

It is their luck to be alive.

The most fierce crying person was witnessing Zheng Feizhou's head being cut off and the candidate lying on the ground was assassinated directly. He finally ran out with Zhang Xi. A candidate next to him rushed down the mountain because he was too scared, but he stepped on the air and fell straight down. The scene was ugly.

Compared to those who are young and almost without any storm, they have never seen these things. They need time to adapt and digest.

Several inner disciples remembered the first time they went down the mountain to try and saw some bloody and cruel scenes. They could understand the mood of these candidates who were crying hard and tried their best to soothe them.

"Where is the senior brother who is fighting the assassin inside? Is he still alive?"

Seeing that several inner disciples were easier to talk to, Zhang Xi glanced into the attic and asked tentatively.

"The senior brother has been sent back to the mountain gate for treatment first, and he is not seriously injured."

One of the inner disciples thought Zhang Xi was caring for and protecting their senior brother, so he nodded with relief and replied gently.

"oh."

Zhang Xi didn't hope that the inner disciple would sacrifice his life bravely, but this time Liang Zi was considered a foregone conclusion. He is still planning to stay in Yutian Sect. He is a little worried that the inner disciple will stumbling to him for today's affairs in the future?

Another inner disciple saw that the other candidates who had the energy to cry were crying, and Zhang Xi stood alone calmly. Although he showed some puzzling and strange expressions that might be painful, according to common sense, it would be best to vent his feelings. Besides, someone next to him was crying very hard, so it would not be embarrassing.

He asked Zhang Xi with doubts, "Why don't you cry?"

Zhang Xi turned around and looked at the heart-wrenching appearances of each crying, and wrinkled his eyes. Do he want to blindly follow him?

He really couldn't cry, and he didn't want to cry either.

Crying is the most useless sign.

He had cried before, and cried a lot, and he was even more sad than them.

But is that useful?

Useless.

In addition to letting yourself exhaust your physical strength and become more and more uncomfortable, you will also feel that you are particularly useless. Nothing will be changed because of him crying.

I didn't know before, I didn't know now, and I won't know later.

He couldn't squeeze out the tears. In order to cooperate with the inner disciples, he grabbed his heart hard, lowered his voice and choked, "I? I am just suppressing the grief and anger in my heart and keeping calm. In fact, my heart is also bleeding."
Chapter completed!