Aiming for the Immortal Path

"His technique is weird!" Su Twelve stared at the other person, and the silver sword given by the Great Elder immediately appeared in his hand.

With a leap, he jumped out of the window, stepped on the Shadowless Phantom Step, and attacked the opponent.

He was like a phantom, and in the dim night, only a silver sword light could be seen passing by.

The true energy in the body surged, but it never came out.

The breath-holding technique has magical effects, but it will become ineffective once the true energy is used.

The person in front of him was at the seventh level of Qi Refining. If it were a head-on confrontation, although Su Twelve was sure of winning, it would still take a lot of effort. He deliberately concealed his cultivation before giving the opponent a surprise blow.

"Hmph, you're only at the third level of Qi Refining, but you dare to be so presumptuous in front of me!"

The white-faced monk sneered, and a gray blade appeared in his hand.

He raised his hand and emitted a gray cold light to greet the charging Su Twelve. ??

He had a look of disdain on his face, but in fact he was secretly wary in his heart.

This kid is only at the third level of Qi refining stage, but he dares to attack me. It seems he has a back-up plan!

The next second, the two bodies met, and a crisp sound broke out.

"Qiang!"

An astonishing energy burst out, and when he felt the aura released from Su Twelve, the white-faced man turned pale with shock.

"What! You are actually...the seventh level of Qi refining stage?!"

He had thought of many assumptions, but he never expected that the person in front of him was actually a monk in the same realm as himself.

As a result, all the precautionary measures he took were ineffective.

Secretly screaming in his heart, the white-faced man made a quick decision and retreated decisively, trying to distance himself from Su Twelve.

"You want to leave now, don't you think it's too late?" Su Twelve snorted indifferently.

He held the sword in one hand and made the secret with the other.

The wind-breathing technique was activated instantly, and the true energy turned into a whirlwind, traveling on the wind and surrounding the white face.

The man drifted half a circle in an instant.

There was a flash of silver light, and under the urging of his true energy, the silver light sword bloomed with an even brighter silver sword light and penetrated the opponent's back.

"Well……"

The white-faced man whimpered, and blood suddenly flowed from his chest.

But the thin layer of black mist around him quickly surged toward Su Twelve like a living creature.

"Um?"

Su Twelve's expression remained unchanged, he raised his hand, and under the fire control technique, his entire arm was surrounded by a layer of flames.

When the black mist meets the flames, it's like meeting a nemesis.

The eighth-level Bagua Fist was used, and the fist was filled with flames. When the punch was punched out, the flames directly engulfed it.

"ah……"

Under the firelight, the white-faced man screamed again, and then fell to the ground, dying.

Today, Su Twelve has rich combat experience. This set of movements is crisp and smooth, just like flowing clouds and flowing water.

The white-faced man was seriously injured and defeated before he could even show his strength.

"Who are you? Why are you attacking us?!" Su Twelve asked directly, staring at the man on the ground.

"Boy, if you dare to hurt me, my master will not let you go!" The white-faced man gritted his teeth and looked back at Su Twelve fiercely.

"Hmph!" Su Twelve's eyes turned cold. He raised his sword and brought down his sword. The silver light sword slashed out a ray of light, directly cutting off his legs.

"The answer is wrong! The next sword blow will cut off your head!"

Under the severe pain, the white-faced man's face was so painful that he wanted to take the opportunity to pass out.

But when he saw Su Twelve raising the sword in his hand again, he hurriedly shouted: "I

He is Baigushan, the disciple of Master Baigu. I started doing it because the skills I practice can absorb other people’s cultivation and quickly improve my own strength! "

Bone Mountain? Master White Bones?

Su Twelve muttered silently, he didn't know much about the situation of other sects.

However, compared to this, he was more concerned about the situation of Qixuanmen, and immediately asked: "What does Lin Qiaoer of Qixuanmen have to do with you?"

"She is my junior sister and the cauldron chosen by my master, Master Bai Gu."

The white-faced man lay on the ground and answered all questions.

Furnace?

Su Twelve was a little surprised by this answer.

He didn't know how to operate the furnace, but he had seen some introductions from some miscellaneous notes.

Knowing that this is the most inferior method of harvesting and nourishing, it uses women to cultivate Yuan Yin Qi, and then harvests Yin and replenishes Yang to quickly improve their cultivation.

This method uses female cultivators as tools. It can be said that he is despised by all monks.

Thinking of this, Su Twelve's eyes turned cold, and two murderous intentions burst into his eyes.

On the ground, the white-faced man saw that Su Twelve was silent and his eyes were getting colder and colder. He couldn't help but shuddered and shouted hurriedly: "Boy, I advise you to let me go as soon as possible. Otherwise, wait until my master comes back." , you’re finished!”

"Threatening me?! You have the wrong person!"

Su Twelve snorted coldly and struck another sword with his backhand.

Regardless of whether the other party tells this information or not, he cannot let him leave alive.

"You..." The white-faced man's eyes widened and he suddenly looked frightened.

But before he could speak, he felt a chill on his neck, and his body was completely cold.

"Twelfth Senior Brother, wait... wait!"

At the same time, Zhu Hanwei's shouts came from the room.

However, when he came out, all he saw was the three-part corpse of the white-faced man, and his face immediately turned as pale as snow.

"Is there any problem?" Su Twelve looked at Zhu Hanwei calmly.

"Senior brother, if I remember correctly, Master White Bones is a very difficult evil cultivator in the late stage of Foundation Establishment."

"He has a violent temper and does not have the demeanor of a senior monk at all. If any sect offends him, he will specifically pick the younger generation of the other sect to attack. He can be said to be unscrupulous in the Cangshan Mountains."

"I heard that our Yunge Sect had a conflict with him two years ago. At that time, all the masters of the seven peaks came out to kill him. Unexpectedly, he...he was still alive."

Zhu Hanwei spoke hurriedly, his face filled with fear as he spoke, unable to conceal his control.

Su Twelve had already been prepared and knew that this person must have some background. But when I heard Zhu Hanwei's words, I couldn't help but be shocked.

But he didn't show it, but said calmly:

"Why are you panicking? Since he only appeared after a year, he must have been seriously injured in that battle even if he didn't die."

"However, to be on the safe side, we should leave quickly and go back to our master!"

As he spoke, he used the magic of object control to pick up all the useful treasures on the white-faced man. Another fireball technique, expertly destroying corpses and eliminating traces.

After doing this, he turned around and left without any sloppiness.

Although he did not receive the sacrifice from the Qixuan Sect, this information was enough to report to the sect and obtain the mission reward.

Zhu Hanwei nodded hurriedly and agreed ten thousand times.

The two of them had just left the courtyard and were walking towards the gate.

Suddenly, three escaping lights flashed in mid-air and came quickly.

"No! Master Bai Gu is back!" Zhu Hanwei exclaimed, his face turned pale with fear.