Chapter 272 Unrivaled Assassination

In the secular world, Xu Le has seen seven of their brothers and sisters, leaving only the boss who has never seen them. It's okay to meet the eldest brother, you can know more about the seventh master.

The two left Huangquanjiao and flew south. After they left, the two men landed on the Yuxian Holy Peak. It was Huangquan's broken sword and Huangquan's flowing wind. Their faces were ugly, and their eyes showed fierce hatred.

"Big brother, I'm right. The adulterous woman will definitely collude with each other in an attempt to seize your position. If you don't listen to it any more, what are the faces of all the disciples of our Huangquan lineage? Huang Quan said fiercely, "It's better for us to do them when they leave Huangquan's territory."

"No, Yuxian is the person who was personally named by Huangquan's ancestors. It's too much to kill her." Huangquan shook his head with a broken sword and his eyes were far-reaching. "But that Xu Qi can move. Even if he doesn't take his dog's life, he will waste his cultivation. He offended more than a dozen disciples, and even the real people behind them were disgraceful.

"Why don't you disclose the news to them and let them contribute?"

Huangquan Liufeng wanted to kill people with a knife, but Huangquan still shook his head when he broke his sword and said in a low voice, "This matter can't tolerate any carelessness. If you want to do it, you have to be sure that others are unreliable. We must take action in person and let the killers take over this task. By the way, do it better. If it fails, you can also find a few substitutes.

"I understand." Huang Quan said with a cunning smile.

It costs a lot to ask the people to kill the sect, but the reputation of the sect is very high, and nine out of ten will get things done. Therefore, Killingzong and many forces have taken over Liangzi and become the public enemy of many forces. No one knows where their base camp is and how many disciples there are.

Presist that everything is a mystery, so as long as they can afford it, everyone can ask them to take action.

Three days later, Xu Le and Lao Bamei landed in an ancient city, which has long been in ruins, but from the outline, it should have been a very prosperous city in the past. It's just that with the passage of time and the change of power, many dynasties have become clouds.

"Old Eight Sister, this place is half a day away from the power of Huangquan Sect, and the surroundings are desolate and depressed. Is it possible that it has been destroyed by Huang Quan Sect?"

"This was originally a place called the Imperial Gate, which once flourished and stood up with the imperial system. Unfortunately, the Taoism of Huangji's ancestor was peeped by many forces and was eventually jointly wiped out by many forces.

The old eighth sister sighed with emotion.

"Is the emperor's ancestor very powerful?"

"He himself is not powerful. The treasure he inadvertently got is powerful. I heard that the [imperial war body] he practiced is more powerful than the refining skills of the Titan family. It may surpass the spiritual skills and is a secret skill practiced by immortals.

Martial arts have become more and more powerful since the king level. After the king level, there are emperor-level skills, to the heavenly level skills, understanding the heavenly art, and condensing the marks of the heavenly art. After advancing to the spiritual realm, if you don't understand more advanced skills, your cultivation will stagnate.

Above the heavenly level is the spiritual-level skills, and beyond the spiritual level is the immortal-level skills, which can only be practiced by immortals. Of course, the more advanced the skills, the more difficult it is to understand. On the contrary, the matching skills will get twice the result with half the effort, but the power is also many times weaker, and their own potential cannot be stimulated to the limit.

Xu Le has received the inheritance of the kings [God's Gaze], which is probably a first-class secret skill in the fairy world, but so far he has realized a fur. The kings stared, the kings roared, the four moves of the king's glory and the king's tombs were not only very horrible, but also could not do whatever they wanted.

This is because his realm has not reached the corresponding level, so he realizes it like a snail crawling.

"Millions of people have died here. Some strong people died without closing their eyes. After years of baptism, they have turned into ghosts. There is no body, only a remnant soul full of resentment. If you are not careful, they will be attacked by them. Their souls are contaminated with magic, which is not conducive to practice."

Xu Le is not afraid of these ghost bodies at all. For others, once it is contaminated, it is equivalent to the soul being attacked by magic, and he can refine it into pure soul source energy to supplement his soul power.

He can't wait to swallow tens of thousands of ghost bodies and release their souls to sweep them away. Sure enough, there are many ghost bodies hidden in the huge corner of the ancient city. It is invisible to the naked eye and is a state of void. Those ghost bodies can only attack the souls of living people without any damage to the body.

In fact, fighting with the ghost body is also quite dangerous. In the past, many people who tried to come to search for treasure were plotted.

"Before the eldest brother arrived, we will wait here for meditation." The old eighth sister made a formation around to isolate the breath of the two. But how could Xu Le let go of such a good opportunity? He rushed out in a flash.

"It actually went directly through the array I laid. Brother Xu's understanding of the array was much deeper than mine."

Xu Le came to a half-collapse palace and wandered five ghost bodies in the dark corner, only the cultivation in the middle of the quenching realm. As soon as he showed his breath, the ghosts rushed over and silently.

"It's just a fallen soul." Xu Le opened the pupils of the kings, and the kings' hands condensed by the power of the three disasters stretched out and gently grabbed them, capturing the five ghosts and pulling them into the world of the three disasters.

The robbers of the kings were only recently realized by Xu Le. Because he has not yet perfectly integrated the power of the five elements, and the attack time is short, so he is far from practicing.

This is also the fifth move from [God's gaze].

Soon, the five ghost bodies turned into pure energy and integrated into the soul, and their power increased a little. Xu Le is very fast, and 54 ghosts have been captured in just a few dozen breaths, but none of them have turned into a divine realm.

After reading for a moment, the old eight girl finally understood what he was doing. She was actually refining those ghost bodies. Although she would increase her soul power, she would also accept the fragmentary memories of the other party. If she was not careful, she would be confused and could not tell who she was.

When the 107 ghost body was refined, Xu Le finally met a ghost body in the divine realm. Unfortunately, these ghost bodies only rely on instinct. If there is still a little self-consciousness, they can completely devour those weak ghost bodies for cultivation, and there may not be no chance to be reincarnated in the future.

The attack power of the ghost body of the divine realm is ten times stronger, but Xu Le is still easy to refine, and fragments of memory are integrated into his mind.

"Oh, it's actually a complete practice memory." Xu Le devoured the ghost body in the early stage of the divine realm, and also got a memory of sword practice.

"This must have been a peerless master before his life, and nine out of ten are real people in the spiritual realm." The memory of Xu Le's sword cultivation actually contains the essence of fifteen swordsmanships. Nine swordsmanships echo each other, as if they had the same life.

They must be condensed into the foundation of a kendo law, but the swordsman's life and death disappears. The law of this understanding naturally collapses, but there is still some kind of feeling between them.

Xu Le is overjoyed. As long as he integrates these memories, he can naturally cultivate fifteen heavenly marks, and even have enough energy to condense a kendo law.

These perceptions about kendo and heavenly art have been sealed for the final sprint.

Two-thirds of the whole ancient city has been swept away by Xu Le, but only got one unexpected joy. When he stepped into the last area, his figure suddenly stiffened and a strong pressure enveloped his heart.

The last area is the center of the ancient city, where there are more palaces. Although there are remnants of ruins, you can imagine the once magnificentness from the number.

But none of this is the most important thing. Xu Le hasn't felt this pressure for a long time. There is an extremely horrible ghost body hidden in this area, because only the existence of the soul realm can make him feel this depressive.

Xu Le opened his eyes and looked at a collapsed altar in the center. There was a broken knife full of rust on the altar. The invisible pressure emanated from the broken knife.

There is no ghost in this last area. It seems that it is all because of this broken knife. Xu Le did not rush forward. He had not seen through what was strange about this broken knife.

"Brother Xu, why have you been standing here?"

The old eighth sister appeared behind her and asked curiously. She also glanced around but found nothing. The collapsed ruins, scrapped weapons everywhere, and some bones that were about to decay.

Xu Le frowned and said in a low voice, "Don't you feel it?"

Seeing his solemn face, the old eighth sister couldn't help scanning him several times, but finally withdrew her soul power and shook her head and said, "Nothing was found."

"Bamei, you should exit here immediately."

If something abnormal happens, there must be a demon. Xu Le's heart is shrouded in a shadow. He has never been so nervous as he is now. Suddenly, his mind fluctuated violently, and an endless murder came to him. In his eyes, he saw a masked woman, as smart as a crane, as brilliant as a phoenix, holding a cicada wing and turning into a human sea to attack him.

"Let's go."

Xu Le roared, turned his hand and sent the old eight sister out, and then had no time to make a defensive counterattack, so he had to close his eyes and his soul escape into his spiritual suffering.

It is his territory, the world he dominates, and more importantly, there is a sword of kings. Only there can he have the confidence to resist this fatal blow.

The shadow he saw at the moment just now was full of shadows, and every sword was full of unstoppable and endless momentum. That's not a martial arts attack, but a soul attack.

The ghost body hidden in the broken sword is indeed a very powerful empty god realm. Only the soul cultivation in that realm can instantly transform dozens of soul splits with exactly the same combat effectiveness to assassinate.

This is a peerless assassination, and the catastrophe is inescapable.