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"Tian, ​​don't look at me like that." Tan Wenjie folded up the receipt that read "Demon Sword Pawn" and put it away. "You should be careful what you can afford when you're out and about. It's just that young people like you don't know how hard it is to make money. You always spend money recklessly because of your pride."

Jing Tian asked in a low voice, "Brother Jie, wasn't that the ship you chose?"

"That's why I came back to help," Tan Wenjie emphasized. "I paid for it all myself."

The silver in this world is nothing special, but there are many good things that can be bought with it, such as mouse fruit and hemostatic grass. If Jing Tian hadn't suddenly come to ask for help, he would have already swept through all the pharmacies in Binhua.

"But Brother Jie, the Demon Sword is mine."

“Yes, if you don’t have the money to pay back later, you can use the magic sword as collateral. Wasn’t your sword used as collateral for a single penny? You’ve hit the jackpot now.”

Tan Wenjie glanced at Long Kui, who was rapidly switching between red and blue. He thought it would be even better if he could kick Long Kui out; he didn't like wandering around with other people's girls.

Jing Tian, ​​holding the Demon Sword: "..."

Although it sounds like I really did make a profit.

"Thank you, Master Tan," Tang Xuejian said readily.

She had wanted to get rid of the evil magic sword for a long time, especially after learning that a thousand-year-old female ghost lived inside it; she always felt a chill in the air around her.

"Hey, we're leaving!"

Having learned from his previous experience, Jing Tian felt no reluctance at parting, only muttering to himself, "Brother Jie let me go so easily, there must be something wrong with that."

"Master Tan's martial arts are unparalleled. You're just a lowly apprentice. You learned all your skills from him. What could he possibly want from you?"

"..."

Please don't be so blunt and tell the truth; it hurts people's self-esteem.

"Brother~" Longkui blinked, her eyes turning blue.

Jing Tian: It's so good to have a sister.

The group was a bit like headless flies, and they ate something by the roadside to fill their stomachs.

Jing Tian, ​​feeling a bit dizzy from eating and drinking his fill, was about to find a shady spot to lie down and sleep when his ear suddenly twitched.

“Our branch in Yuzhou City was destroyed, otherwise that person wouldn’t have made a special trip here.”

"I heard it's related to the eldest daughter of the Tang family."

"You mean the Tang family is behind this?"

"If the Tang family really has that much power, how could they possibly...? Who! Who's hiding there!"

Jing Tian jumped up almost instinctively, and then saw two Thunderbolt Hall disciples sitting together eating meat and drinking wine outside the low wall.

He turned his head because he suddenly jumped out.

Turn head x2
Speechless x2
Disciple A from the Binhua branch of the Thunderbolt Hall nudged Disciple B next to him: "Hey, look, there really is someone!"

Disciple B: "I just heard it in the storyteller's plot. Tsk tsk, this kid is really stupid."

Jing Tian: "Um, brothers, I was just passing by."

"Tang Xuejian!" x2
A sense of foreboding washed over him, and Jing Tian turned to Tang Xuejian and shouted, "Run! We've been discovered!"

The disciples of the Thunderbolt Hall are insignificant, but who knows what's really going on with the Thunderbolt Hall? Not only are there many disciples, but more than half of them have turned into inhuman monsters with extremely strong abilities.

With Brother Jie not around, Jing Tian must act cautiously for the safety of Tang Xuejian and Long Kui, and absolutely cannot take action unless absolutely necessary.

The three fled quickly, pursued closely by the disciples of the Thunderbolt Hall.

After crossing a street, the number of Thunderbolt Hall disciples chasing them increased tenfold, and several of them had already turned into monsters. As they ran, they crashed into houses, causing them to collapse and triggering another round of screams and cries for help.

A sharp sound came from behind. Jing Tian turned his head and saw a sharp claw burrowing in front of him. He instinctively raised his sword to defend himself, but he didn't expect that the seemingly powerful and burly monster's hand would be severed by a single sword strike.

"I'm that strong?" Jing Tian's eyes widened.

"careful!"

"Brother, be careful!"

From afar came Xuejian and Longkui's exclamations. Jingtian was still in a daze, but his body turned to the side almost instinctively, and his demon sword slashed upwards.

puff-

Blood gushed out, and the monster collapsed to the ground.

The disciples of the Thunderbolt Hall swarmed over, and Jing Tian, ​​gripping his sword, felt increasingly comfortable and killed faster and faster.

"Boom!"

Jing Tian lay motionless on the ground.

"Jing Tian, ​​are you... are you alright?" Tang Xuejian rushed forward, clutching the Emei Dagger.

Although she had also honed her skills under Tan Wenjie's tutelage for a considerable period, she was not like Jing Tian. Her strength improved only slightly, and she was easily slapped away by the strange man from the Thunderbolt Hall.

My back slammed onto the ground, and a burning pain shot through me.

Seeing Jingtian fall into the monsters' encirclement, Xuejian struggled to her feet and tried to rush up to save him.

"boom!"

A beam of magical light shot out, knocking over all the disciples of the Thunderbolt Hall.

"Master Tan?" Tang Xuejian was pleasantly surprised.

At this point, the only person who could rush over to help was Tan Wenjie.

However, when she turned her head, she only saw a beautiful older sister.

She wore a purple dress, her hair was styled in a high bun, and two braids draped over her shoulders.

The silver floral crown she wore highlighted her minority ethnic identity.

"Are you alright?" Her voice was quite pleasant when she spoke.

Tang Xuejian shook her head: "It's nothing, but he..."

"Let me take a look." The pretty older sister squatted down next to the unconscious Jing Tian.

He took her pulse and examined her for a moment.

"He exhausted too much magic power and fainted."

Her gaze fell on the demonic sword beside Jing Tian, ​​and then she looked at Lan Kui.

"Let's help carry him onto the boat first. You're also going to leave here by boat, right? There might be pursuers, so it's safer to leave first."

Tang Xuejian naturally had no objection and nodded repeatedly.

"Sister, my name is Tang Xuejian, this is Jingtian, and this is Longkui." Tang Xuejian helped Jingtian up and asked, "What are your names?"

"Zixuan".

As Zixuan spoke, she reached out to grab the Demon Sword.

"This sword is so heavy."

Longkui, who was standing nearby, was eager to go over and help Jingtian, but when she saw that Tang Xuejian had taken the best position, she could only reluctantly control the demon sword to fly over.

The woman standing next to him and his brother was in their way.

Zi Xuan: "Are you not human?"

Longkui: "I..."

"Don't worry, I mean you no harm."

"Thank you," Lan Kui said softly.

Then her hair suddenly turned red.

Just as Tang Xuejian was worried that Hong Kui would say something unpleasant again because of her bad temper, she didn't expect that Hong Kui would just walk over and push her away without saying a word.

“She…” Zixuan asked in confusion.

She'd seen plenty of deformed demons and monsters, but this was the first time she'd ever seen one that changed color.

"I don't know either." Tang Xuejian shook her head. She and Long Kui hadn't exchanged many words and weren't very familiar with each other.

After boarding the ship, Zixuan, being the thoughtful older sister, found a dress for Longkui.

Jing Tian let out a soft "hmm" and slowly woke up.

"You finally woke up."

"This is where?"

Jing Tian opened his eyes and found a beautiful older sister next to him. After hearing Tang Xuejian explain the whole story, he immediately thanked her.

“That sword is absorbing your magical power,” Zixuan said. “Your cultivation is not yet up to par, so try not to use the sword recklessly.”

Footsteps suddenly came from outside the ship, and a handsome young man walked in with a frown.

"Changqing, you're back."

Zixuan immediately stood up and introduced herself.

"He is my fiancé, Xu Changqing."

"Master Xu!" X3
Jing Tian led the way, and the three of them greeted each other together.

Then I noticed Xuejian's strange expression. "What's wrong?"

"It seems we're on a boat on the water. How did this Master Xu get here?"

"I am a disowned disciple of Mount Shu."

Mount Shu, riding a sword.

"A dissident?!" X2
Jing Tian: "Shushan!"

His greatest dream was to become a disciple of the Shu Mountain sect and become a great hero.

"Because the head of the Shu Mountain sect has some... opinions about me," Zi Xuan said somewhat embarrassedly, "so Changqing had no choice but to leave Shu Mountain. We were just about to go to Penglai to ask the head of the Shu Mountain sect, Shang Fengzi, to intercede and get the head of the Shu Mountain sect to agree to our marriage."

"Sister Zixuan is beautiful and kind-hearted, why wouldn't you agree?" Tang Xue asked, puzzled. Jing Tian nodded in agreement.

Looking at it this way, Shushan is still too pedantic. It's true that seeing is believing. Compared to them, Brother Jie is a bit of a liar, but he never bosses people around.

Zi Xuan noticed that Xu Changqing's expression hadn't been good, so she asked, "Did something happen?"

"Hmm." Xu Changqing nodded gently. "I've been feeling a bit dangerous lately. When I went ashore to buy supplies, I found a lot of demons and monsters around. It seems like something happened to the Demon Locking Tower of Mount Shu. The worst part is that I can't buy any medicine at all. Only during times of great chaos do people panic-buy food and medicine."

Jing Tian and his group: "..."

The collapse of the Demon-Sealing Tower was indeed very dangerous, but they felt that the fact that the medicine was sold out might not have anything to do with the Demon-Sealing Tower, but was very likely related to someone they had separated from.

Zixuan asked, "What do you plan to do?"

Xu Changqing said, "I want to go back to Mount Shu. Although I am a former disciple of Mount Shu, I am still a disciple of Mount Shu. At this time, I should do my part."

"I can go to Penglai myself."

This journey to the immortal mountain, far from the Demon-Locking Tower in Shu, will not pose too much danger.

Xu Changqing nodded, saying that with Zixuan's strength, there was definitely nothing to worry about.

"Master Xu, please rest assured to go back and help. We will escort Sister Zixuan to Penglai."

"Thank you very much."

Xu Changqing arrived in a hurry and then quickly flew away on his sword, making Jing Tian extremely envious.

This is the kind of chivalrous hero he aspires to be.

But it seems like Brother Jie didn't teach me how to fly at all.

He simply plopped down on the deck and gazed at the sky, imagining himself riding the wind on a sword.

"Whoosh-"

The wind howled.

The boat then rocked from side to side.

Jing Tian saw a figure flying quickly across the horizon, followed by a familiar person.

"Brother Jie?!"

……

Tan Wenjie swept away another branch of the Thunderbolt Gang.

"Another maze."

The four sides were surrounded by arrays that prevented people from escaping underground. With Tan Wenjie's cultivation level, breaking through this defense would be a piece of cake.

Considering the possibility of damaging the herbs and treasures stored in the warehouse, Tan Wenjie chose to take a gentler approach. He wasn't in a hurry and could walk slowly.

They quickly found the first warehouse, and Tan Wenjie didn't even look at the many Thunderbolt Hall disciples rushing towards him.

With the Xuanjiao protecting the way, the three-headed Jiao automatically rushed out to kill the enemy.

Considering the stability of the maze, the Three-Headed Dragon hadn't changed much, so it was constrained.

It is estimated that the three-headed dragon itself became irritated by this fighting style. After letting out a "roar", it opened its mouth and bit the three long swords, using them to attack the enemy.

"found it."

Tan Wenjie's expression improved, and he finally found the warehouse.

It contained not only gold and silver treasures, but also medicinal herbs, weapons, armor, and more.

"Who goes there... um?" a voice called out.

Tan Wenjie also turned his head.

There's a strong sense of evil about it.

“On your body…” The figure stared at Tan Wenjie.

Tan Wenjie asked, "The Evil Sword Immortal?"

He already has the answer.

The evil energy that originates from this place is not from another world. There are slight differences between the two, but the differences are not significant.

"You know me?" the Evil Sword Immortal asked in surprise.

“Famous, I’ve heard of him.” Tan Wenjie nodded, quickly raising his left hand.

"Certainly!"

At the same time, push your right hand forward horizontally.

Buddha's Palm!

In order to deal absolutely explosive damage, Tan Wenjie instantly stacked all the buffs he could.

The Evil Sword Immortal only felt a blur before his eyes, and then an immense pressure suddenly appeared before him. He felt like a tiny ant, about to be crushed at any moment.

boom!
The underground palace completely collapsed, triggering a series of earthquakes and causing a mountain to tilt.

Tan Wenjie withdrew his hand with some regret, realizing that the other party had escaped his slap. It was highly likely that the other party also possessed a spell similar to creating clones.

He scratched his head and sighed.

A hair accidentally fell out.

Tan Wenjie pinched his hair: "Oh dear, I've been in a bad mood lately, and I'm even losing hair."

A shadow suddenly shot up from the ground and rushed towards the horizon. Tan Wenjie ran two steps and gently pushed forward with both hands. He shot out and became a shadowless arrow in pursuit.

Crash, boom, bang—

A series of chaotic noises came from the ruins of the underground palace, and the Evil Sword Immortal pushed aside a broken beam and climbed out.

He secretly rejoiced, thankful that he had been cautious enough to divide his power and lure the opponent away, otherwise he might have died before even getting started... It would be difficult for him to die, but the difference in strength between the two sides was too great, and it was still possible that he would suffer a fate worse than death.

Evil Sword Immortal: "Fortunately, I am a cut above the rest."

"Oh, that's what I was thinking too, what a coincidence."

The strand of hair that fell to the ground transformed into the shape of Tan Wenjie.

Evil Sword Immortal: "?"

This person is powerful, but also has a dirty heart.

The reason I'm dirty is because I'm an evil sword immortal, born from evil thoughts; I wasn't a good thing from the start.

"I refuse to accept this!" the Evil Sword Immortal shouted, looking up.

"boom!"

The familiar golden light, the familiar Tathagata Palm, the familiar unparalleled pressure—only this time, the Evil Sword Immortal's body collapsed, and his consciousness went completely black.

……

"boom!"

Tan Wenjie, who was chasing in the sky, successfully ignited the Evil Sword Immortal with a single slap.

"This is not the complete form either."

He hovered in the air. The Evil Sword Immortal wasn't so easy to eliminate, and he didn't really need to fight the Evil Sword Immortal. If he encountered him, he felt it would be a waste of an opportunity not to kill him.

"Brother Jack!"

There were people shouting from the boat below.

Tan Wenjie looked down and saw Jing Tian with his arms outstretched, waving at him.

"You actually ran into this?"

The protagonist's halo is really too much.

He wanted to pretend he didn't see it.

But a purple figure made him suddenly stop.

"Isn't this my future wife's maternal grandmother?"

He immediately dove down and landed on the deck with a warm smile on his face.

"Ah Tian, ​​long time no see." (End of Chapter)