God-level Stealing System

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Cutting out the red feathers seemed to have exhausted all of Mo Mo's strength, he couldn't help standing still with his sword, panting slightly, fortunately, he had the cultivation base stolen after beheading Zhushan to help him quickly recover his true energy.

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time!"

He knew that Chi Ling Slash had too much impact and might cause some trouble, so he rushed to the place where Zhushan died.

I saw that Zhushan was blown into dozens of pieces, and he couldn't die any more. His yellow treasure sword, which was stolen by Shen Mo, was also broken.

The broken Huangpin Baodao is also a Huangpin Baodao, which is very valuable, Shen Mo put it in the storage jade pendant.

The treasures stored in the mountains were also burned when Chi Ling cut them down, and the contents fell out, but most of them were burned to ashes, leaving only tens of thousands of pure Yuan Dan and a bottle of medicine pills, and the three bottles of magic Yuan Dan were left in the ground. It was used by Zhu Shan in the previous battle.

Not long after Shen Mo left, three figures came rushing across the sky.

Flying in the sky, a strong man in the Xuanyuan realm!

A man, a woman and an old man.

Both men and women are middle-aged, wearing some kind of standard armor, while the old man is in a gray robe with three long beards, looking quite kind.

"There was a violent fight here, and there is still an extremely brutal fire-attribute aura in the air. I am afraid of that aura."

The middle-aged man landed on the ground, inspected it, and finally identified Zhu Shan's identity from the corpse, and couldn't help taking a breath: "Such a tyrannical demon, I'm afraid this is the elder brother that those scumbags of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect said, Zhu Shan !"

A middle-aged woman flew over from Falling Wind Valley in the distance, and said with a blank expression: "The thirty-seven corpses are all inner disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man took a deep breath again, and then slowly calmed down, looked at the old man and said, "Tianyu Pavilion has great powers and knows everything. May I ask Mr. Sun who knows who made it?"

Old Sun shook his head, smiled wryly and said, "Brother Ye thinks too much of me. This time, the Wanmo Sect suddenly came out of the mountain to make trouble. My Tianyu Pavilion is in a hurry, and I haven't monitored this place yet."

"However, being able to destroy the thirty-eight inner disciples of the Myriad Demon Sect with one's own power is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary warriors. It must be the work of fellow practitioners in the Xuanyuan Realm."

Ye Changming clasped his fists and said solemnly: "If there is any news, I hope Elder Sun will let me know. If such a major event happened in Zishan City, if I have no clue, I'm afraid I will be blamed by the city lord."

"It's easy to say."

Elder Sun's eyes flashed, and he suddenly said: "Is there any news about the matter I asked Brother Ye to investigate?"

Ye Changming and the middle-aged woman looked at each other and apologized: "I haven't found the real person yet, but I can be sure that it should be an inner disciple of Ziyun Sect."

"Since you are an inner disciple of Ziyun Sect, it will be much easier to find."

Mr. Sun thanked him, and praised: "Running for three days and three nights, saving more than 30 villages, more than 500 people, and killing hundreds of scum from the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, the inner sect? With such a feat and strength , when qualified, enter the potential dragon list!"

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Today's Purple Cloud Sect is particularly lively. Apart from the annual outer sect competition, which decides which disciples can stay in Ziyun Sect and which disciples can enter the inner sect, there is another bigger point to watch, that is ... This time the outer sect grand competition is held by a true disciple in person!

The word true biography is much more important than the word outer sect. Not only all the inner disciples came to watch, but even several true biography disciples came.

But the excitement in the eyes of the inner sect and true disciples was not so lively when it fell on the outer sect disciples.

Shen Mie was alone, and he actually blocked the trial path of all the outer disciples!

"Don't blame me, if you want to blame, blame Mo Mo, if he doesn't come, you will never think about it, come one, die one!"

Shen Mie looked down at all the outer disciples, with a cruel smile on his face.

There was some brief commotion among the disciples of the outer sect, but in the end they all died down. The corpses lying on the ground told them that Shen Mie was not just talking. Dabi, don't even think about staying in Ziyunzong again!

Suddenly, there was the first voice against the silence among the outer disciples, and then it grew stronger like a sprout after the spring rain.

They dare not resent Shen Mi, so they can only hate Silence.

Three thousand disciples from the outer sect inadvertently vacated a certain place, and they looked at the little fat man who was separated with extremely indifferent eyes.

Zhang Shanfeng kept his eyes on his nose, his nose and his heart, and remained silent, but he clenched his sword even more tightly.

"Brother, Brother Mo Mo saved me..." Among the outer disciples, a girl about twelve or thirteen years old understood the malice in the world, raised her head, and stared blankly at her brother.

The robust boy's complexion changed, he quickly covered her mouth, and shook his head desperately.

The girl looked at him puzzled.

He turned his head away, not meeting the girl's eyes, not daring to meet the girl's eyes.

"Shen Mie, you're going too far!" Finally, someone dared to stand up against Shen Mie's lustful power. It was an old man. He seemed to be unwell, his face was a little pale, and he felt shaking in the mountain wind.

"Li Yunfeng?"

A murderous intent flashed in Shen Mie's eyes, and he sneered, "Deacon Li, you are so majestic, why, we didn't communicate enough yesterday, do you still want to play a few tricks with me?"

"If you want to break through for these trash, I don't mind, but let me say it first, the outer sect contest, life and death are at your own risk!"

"You!" Li Yunfeng was furious, his face flushed, his hand trembling while pointing at Shen Mie, the expressions of the surrounding deacons who had made friends with him moved, and they finally pretended not to see it, not daring to oppose Shen Mie.

"I want to report to the suzerain, you act like this, how do you explain to the suzerain?"

"Haha, do you want to see the suzerain? You have to be ordered to do so!" Shen Mie no longer concealed his murderous intentions, and actually unleashed his sword in front of the crowd, and Chao Liyun, who was surrounded by a thousand sword lights, Go to the peak.

Seeing this sword, all the outer disciples were in an uproar. Looking at the man behind the sword, they were fanatical and fearful, while the inner disciples turned pale with fright. It is hard to imagine that Shen Mie, who was sitting with them a month ago, could be like this strong.

Even the secretly true disciples couldn't help but look sideways at the sword, looking at Shen Mie's eyes with a bit of seriousness.

Shen Mie slashed out with a sword, proudly unparalleled, he likes this feeling of being watched by everyone, after a month of hard work, he finally cultivated Wuji swordsmanship to the state of proficiency!

This is also the capital that he dared to act so arrogantly. For the high-level sect, a true disciple with unlimited potential is naturally countless times more important than an outer disciple.

It's just a deacon of the outer sect, so why not kill him?

Li Yunfeng looked at Qiandao Jianguang, and at this moment, there was neither joy nor sorrow. The experience of his life flashed in his eyes, and finally he was fixed on the charming face with a smile like a flower.

He is only at the fourth level of the Xuanyuan Realm, and he is still in the realm of relying on his age.

He is destined to be impossible to block this sword.

"With all the regrets in this life, I am most ashamed of you..."

Li Yunfeng closed his eyes, two tears dripped from the corners of his eyes, calm and fearless.

"Hehe, Qian Dao Jian Guang, isn't it amazing?"

At this moment, Li Yunfeng suddenly heard a familiar voice, and couldn't help opening his eyes to see a slender figure coming with a sword.

Around him, three thousand swords were shining brightly, comparable to the galaxy in the sky.