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At this moment, they seemed to understand something in a trance. One of the nine people shook his hands and pointed at Zhao Hen, who appeared in front of them with a white face. "You... you sold thousand-year-old elixirs to set a trap for us!"

The nine of them are not fools, so they naturally know who used the tricks of the foundation-building masters here. How could a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine be afforded by the juniors in the Qi Refining Stage? This is clearly because Zhao Hen deliberately used the thousand-year-old spiritual medicine to lure them to kill and rob. Otherwise, how could a foundation-building master run into here before dawn?

Zhao Hen looked at the nine people in a slutty way and couldn't help but smile: "Who told you to make a mistake? All of this is your own fault. What does it have to do with me?"

"You..." The man who spoke among the nine people was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Hmph, you are here to kill money, which means he is going to sit and wait for you to die?" At this time, the old man glared and said righteously after hearing this, "You are here to kill people and seize treasures. If I don't wipe you out today, you will definitely suffer the disaster in the future and die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man's eyes turned cold, and the flying sword roared and flew towards the nine people.

At this moment, under the powerful pressure of the old man in the Foundation Establishment Stage, the nine juniors in the Qi Refining Stage still have the power to resist? Soon, they wiped out several people in the happy infancy of killing people and robbing people.

At this time, the sky began to brighten, and the morning sun was as bright as fire, dyeing the red maples of the entire Maple Forest Mountain into a red ocean.

It took only a short cup of tea from the old man's attack to the elimination of more than a dozen people. After all, it was not a person of the same level, but the sun slowly rose in this cup of tea.

After dealing with these dozen people, the old man turned around and looked at Zhao Hen with a smile: "Brother, I'm in the bottleneck period of the peak of foundation building recently, I need a lot of spiritual medicine to break through the bottleneck. Look at this..."

"What do you... want to say..." Zhao Hen was so scared that he took a few steps back and looked at the old man in panic.

"Brother, what are you doing?" The old man looked at Zhao Hen's panicked eyes with a deep darkness. "Actually, I have known about you selling the thousand-year-old elixir for a long time. Don't want to hide this from me, now I just want your thousand-year-old elixir."

"So... it turns out you knew it a long time ago!" Zhao Hen showed a shocked look. "Didn't you call me brother? How can you plot against my things?"

"Do you think you are really worthy of being my brother? You don't urinate and look at yourself. Calling you "Brother" is just because you like your spiritual medicine, and you are in the market, so I'm not convenient to do it." At this moment, the old man changed his kind face and showed his fierce look. "Now that you have come out, don't want to leave here alive!"

"Don't kill me...I don't want to die yet..." As soon as the old man said this, Zhao Hen immediately knelt down and cried, "I haven't lived enough yet... Please let me go..."

"Hmph, stop pretending, your style is old. Although you have extraordinary acting skills, don't even want to play tricks in front of me." The old man snorted coldly, looking at Zhao Hen with a ferocious look. "You are just a slave. Even if you kill you, no one knows that I did it."

After the old man finished speaking, Zhao Hen suddenly stood up, wiped away the tears on his face and actually laughed, "Since that's the case, I won't pretend, but do you really think you can kill me?"

Zhao Hen's sudden change caused the old man's pupils to shrink slightly. "Can you still escape from me?"

Zhao Hen casually patted the dust on his body and laughed: "Didn't you notice that your spiritual power is rapidly losing?"

"This..." The old man was shocked after hearing this. The spiritual power in his body was rapidly losing, and it would disappear in less than a cup of tea. After the examination, the old man looked shocked and roared, "What did you do to me?"

"Haha, do you still remember that I scratched my head when I leaned into your ear and talked?" Zhao Hen laughed and said, "I just applied some 'Spreading Paste' in your ear. Now the medicine has been integrated into your body. You used your spiritual power to attack those people just now, and now you will be exhausted in a moment."

"You plotted against me!... Humph, then you also applied the medicine on your hands?" The old man seemed to suddenly remember something, and glared at Zhao Hen viciously again. "Even if I only have one cup of tea, it will be enough to destroy you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he pointed his hands and was about to activate his proud Ice Blade True Art to take Zhao Hen's life, but Zhao Hen's figure suddenly faded out of thin air and disappeared into the bright red maple forest.

"Hmph, do you still want to play hide-and-seek with me?" The old man smiled disdainfully and immediately opened his spiritual sense to scan the surroundings. But he was shocked to find that Zhao Hen had disappeared. How could this be possible? Even if he could fly, he couldn't fly so fast? At this time, a large string of question marks flashed through the old man's mind.

"I want to escape from the ground? No way." After thinking for a while, the old man finally thought of a possibility. Then the old man used the Heavenly Eye Technique to investigate again. But the result made him almost collapse. After using the Heavenly Eye Technique to investigate the radius of more than ten miles, he did not find any fluctuations of spiritual power! How did this make the old man accept such a heavy fact? A master at the peak of foundation building could not find a guy who seemed to have no cultivation! How could this be possible? If this is true, then there is no use for cultivating immortals? It would be better to go home and farm. But he didn't know that Zhao Hen had been wrapped in a layer of blood mist of the same color as the red maple forest. This blood mist was originally composed of the power of nothing soul, and coupled with the environmental influence of the surrounding red maple leaves, his spiritual consciousness could naturally not be detected. Moreover, there was no spiritual power in his body at all. How could he find it?

Just as the old man was extremely shocked, a dagger's light suddenly swung out...

‘Dou’

A figure in the red mist frowned when he heard the sound of the dagger hitting the armor. Unexpectedly, the old man still had one move.

"Hmph, the little mortal weapon also wants to hurt me?" Although the old man was surprised by this sneak attack, he did not lose his ability to judge. Although he had a low-level armor on his body, Zhao Hen was in the dark now, and he was not good for him. Who knew what other tricks Zhao Hen would use? Thinking of this, the old man quickly took out a talisman and chanted the spell and patted it. The golden light was suddenly bright, and then a golden light shield formed on the periphery to protect the old man. After doing these things, the old man waved his hand and pointed at the sky, sending a signal for help. "As long as the person comes, I will let you die without a burial place."

"I can't wait" a blood-colored fog rushed towards the old man quickly.

The old man was shocked when he saw this and hurriedly recalled the flying sword and held it in his hand.

'Bang'

A cold wave broke through the golden light shield. The old man was shocked when he saw this and hurriedly waved the flying sword in his hand and chopped randomly.

'laugh'

The old man was surprised to find a trace of blood on the flying sword in his hand. No matter what, the reaction of the monk in the foundation-building stage was much faster than that in the Qi Refining stage. He was very excited when he was excited. But just as he was excited, a cold wave passed by.

‘Swish’

A blood splattered, and the old man's head flew a few meters away, and then fell to the ground with a pounce. As Zhao Hen said, the old man greeted the King of Hell before his helper came.

After the old man died, a hand appeared next to the maple forest to cover Zhao Hen, who was covered with bloody abdomen. Zhao Hen held the flying sword that had just broken through the old man's armor and shield in his other hand. It was the high-level flying sword he scraped from the corpse of the Nascent Soul Ancestor in the palace!

Zhao Hen smiled and took all the belongings on the corpse and put them in the Qiankun bag, and then his figure flashed and disappeared into the red maple forest.

Shortly after Zhao Hen left, a man in white flew over and landed in the area where he had just fought. After checking around, the man in white picked up a piece of bloody rag from the ground and then flew towards the market.

In fact, Zhao Hen had calculated everything before entering Fenglin Mountain. These were just his way to obtain blood source!

The purpose of choosing Fenglin Mountain, which is as bright as a fire, is to solve the problem of foundation-building monks in the future, so that they can cooperate with their own skills to better hide themselves.

Entering the market to sell spiritual medicines is to lure those greedy guys to fight with the foundation-building monks and let them activate and consume the spiritual power of the foundation-building masters.

Saying that he is a slave is to make the old man relax his guard.

He talked in the old man's ear to rub the medicine on the old man.

All plans and layouts are just for the final fatal blow!

The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

The birds are gone, and the good bows are hidden.

Zhao Hen’s cultivation is insufficient, and only hiding is the kingly way.

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Chapter completed!