"How brave of you little thief!"

The strange old man roared angrily, and all the true energy in his body burst out. A violent true energy spread out, and stirred up a gust of wind, blowing away most of the dozen invisible needles in one breath.

However, these invisible needles were all fired by Yi Ming, and two or three of them were even filled with more true Qi. So when most of the invisible needles were blown away, there were still two or three needles that pierced the old man's body. The true Qi in the needles exploded, stirring up the old man's body.

"Puff!" The weird old man couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, but it was new wounds plus old wounds, and he could no longer suppress it.

That’s right, Yi Ming did not break through the wall to escape, he was planning to plot against the old man.

As soon as the old man entered the room, he felt that the other party's aura was extremely unstable. His cultivation aura had dropped to the middle stage of Qi Refining, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured.

In this situation, Yi Ming is confident that he can defeat the old man.

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Seeing that the old man was seriously injured, he thought that he and Li Ziyang were both injured, or at least he had defeated Li Ziyang. He was sure that the other party would not catch up with him in a short time, otherwise he would not have time to escape, so how could he appear in the inn leisurely.

Turn around, raise your hand, and swing your crutch.

But Yi Ming never expected that the old man had no idea what trump card he had, and he actually risked being seriously injured to kill Li Ziyang! "Sure enough, the old ones are still the wisest!" Yi Ming muttered to himself, already having a guess in his mind.

"Huh..." Yi Ming walked forward carefully, using his internal energy to protect his body. He then slapped the strange old man on the head again, causing his brains to burst. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

But these were enough. The old man was already injured, and with the sudden outburst and the invisible needle's true energy entering his body, the true energy in his body had been completely messed up.

He took back the invisible needle and habitually handled the old man's body to hide the needle holes. Then he took the crutch and the two sharp fingers that fell on the side and put them into the magic weapon bag.

This old man looked very strange, who knew if he had any strange means? However, Yi Ming felt relieved when he felt that the old man's aura had completely disappeared. The old man was only in the Qi Refining Stage, so he should not have such powerful means.

After patting the old man's chest, Yi Ming took out a leather bag from his arms, which was obviously also a magic bag.

"Oh my god, another bite of skin. It seems that this old guy has killed other cultivators with magic bag." Yi Ming took out another magic bag from the old man's magic bag and clicked his tongue.

As soon as the old man said a word, he saw a flying sword suddenly appear from behind him, circled around his neck, and then flew back to Yi Ming's palm.

A sword light shot out, breaking through several feet of space in the blink of an eye, and appeared on the old man's vest. The old man only felt a slight pain in his vest. If he did not react, he was afraid that he would be pierced through the chest by the flying sword in the next moment.

With a "bang", the crutch knocked the flying sword away, but the strange old man spat out another mouthful of blood.

"But in the end, I got the better deal. How can I feel good about this?"

"What's wrong with me?" Yi Ming tilted his head slightly, pretending to listen carefully.

"I... uh..."

"A flying sword, middle grade yellow, Li Ziyang's flying sword. I don't know if he has a backer. This thing can't be used casually."

Unfortunately, these invisible needles are only of the lower yellow grade. In the eyes of a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi Refining, they are of course invisible, soundless and motionless. However, for an old man in the late stage of Qi Refining, he can sense a trace of faint Qi.

"you……"

Because he recognized this flying sword, it was the flying sword that Li Ziyang used today! "What's going on? Counterattack?" Yi Ming couldn't help but mutter to himself.

The strange old man's eyes were bloodshot, his body staggered, and he turned around to leave, but this time Yi Ming didn't want him to go.

So under the old man's explosion, most of the invisible needles were blown away, and only a small part broke through the opponent's defense and shot into the old man's body.

"You have something to say?"

He did not reveal his interest, so he stood up and passed through the hole in the wall of the inn, and used the "Cloud Piercing Escape" to transform into a black shadow and disappear into the night.

The old man was ambushed by Li Ziyang, and he would definitely not be able to win in a head-on confrontation. Even if he used his trump card, it would not be fatal given Li Ziyang's careful defense.

"Tsk tsk, we're rich this time." Yi Ming was quite happy. This was a magic bag of a cultivator in the late stage of Qi Refining. It should be more than what the Lin family and the Duan family got, right?

The weird old man was also unlucky. He was injured and wanted to find a comfortable place to rest and kill a few ordinary people to relieve his boredom. However, he probably never thought that there was a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi Refining who would stay in a mortal inn at night?

Therefore, the old man ran away all the way, sometimes even without fighting, which finally made Li Ziyang relax his vigilance, and then he used his trump card at the final decisive moment and won the battle.

"Oh my god, no way, this looks like Li Ziyang's flying sword!" Yi Ming took out another silver-shining, extraordinary flying sword from the magic weapon bag. This time he was really shocked.

"There is only one copy of the technique, a fragment of the Huixin Sutra. Its quality has reached the lower level of the Xuan level. It is said that it can be cultivated to the initial stage of Condensation, but there are many missing parts in the middle. Tsk tsk, no wonder it has become such a mess after cultivation."

Hatred flashed across the old man's eyes, and then turned lifeless. Then his head tilted, and a huge head rolled to the ground, rolling several times before hitting the wall and stopping.

Yi Ming shook his head and put this technique away. He would not practice this kind of thing because he could obtain the original blue quality technique in the game world.

"Fellow Daoist, please stop!" the old man shouted hurriedly, but at this moment the true energy in his body was completely empty, and he couldn't even strike out with the strength to strike.

Qi and blood flow backwards, the true Qi backfires, the meridians burst, and there is severe pain in the Dantian.

Yi Ming moved his ears and heard a faint noise coming from outside the inn. It turned out that some people who were unaware of the situation were gradually approaching the inn amid the commotion.

Not to mention this flying sword, in fact, the yellow-grade low-grade flying sword that Yi Ming used to kill the old man just now is also not allowed to be seen in public, because it was the trophy he obtained when he killed Duan Feiquan. Although it is not known whether it is the standard flying sword of Duyuan Sect, Duan Changzhu is sure to recognize it.

Apart from these two things which are worth seeing, the most valuable thing left is the Lingjue grass.

"This old man said that he could advance to the Nascent Soul stage after eating this Lingjue grass. Although there is definitely some bragging in his words, it does show that this herb is definitely of Xuan-level quality!"

Yi Ming smiled happily, "I'm really rich this time. Robbing and stealing corpses is really the only way to get rich!"

(End of this chapter)