"poison!"

Duan Changzhu shouted coldly, held his breath for an instant, and waved his hand to disperse the poisonous fog.

But the next moment he couldn't help but be frightened to death, because the blue-black poisonous fog seemed to have intelligence, and it drilled into his body in wisps. Although some of it was dispelled by his true energy, some of it still penetrated into his body.

Duan Changzhu mobilized the true energy in his body, but it was corroded in the blink of an eye. Duan Changzhu felt weak inside and could not maintain his upward momentum, so he fell from the air.

"cut!"

Yi Ming waved his sword finger, and the flying light and shadow sword energy turned into a sword light flashing with black and white light, and cut towards Duan Changzhu in the waist.

At this time, Duan Changzhu's true energy was being eroded by the poison gas and was retreating step by step. Seeing the sword energy coming, he could only use all his strength to form hand seals and summon the wooden shield to face the sword energy.

"Self-cultivator, Yi Ming."

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"Yes, he is a casual cultivator." Yi Ming nodded and asked, "Is it not okay?"

Wan Qingying imitated Yi Ming's movements and shrugged her shoulders. "Thanks for the reminder."

"Okay, of course." Wan Qingying nodded and smiled bitterly, "I just didn't expect that there would be such a powerful cultivator like Brother Yi in the world."

Wan Qingying took back the flying sword and in front of Yi Ming, she exerted force with her hands and crushed the jade slip into pieces, completely eliminating Yi Ming's future troubles.

The words awakened Wan Qingying, who had been dreaming, and saw her eyes flashing and a cold expression. Not only did she not step forward to draw her sword, but she took two steps back.

In this way, the two became comrades fighting side by side, although it seemed that Yi Ming was implicated by Wan Qingying.

Yi Ming blinked. He didn't expect Wan Qingying to personally cut off Duan Changzhu's head. Although he didn't know whether it was because she was really angry or to avoid her own scruples, this did bridge the possible rift and suspicion between the two. After all, Wan Qingying and Duan Changzhu were from the same sect.

"Qingying is very sorry for causing you to lose a Xuan-grade poison pill. Here is a lower-grade Xuan-grade Huangshen Peiyuan Pill as compensation for your loss. Please accept it." Wan Qingying apologized to Yi Ming again, and took out a jade bottle from the magic weapon bag, waved her hand and handed it to Yi Ming.

Now that Duan Changzhu is dead, there is no more potential crisis in the Dalin Escort Agency in Linluo City. Yi Ming has not disguised himself at this time, so there is no need for him to use a false name to travel around the world.

"choke!"

Yi Ming landed not far from Duan Changzhu, "Fortunately you didn't go over there. I don't have an antidote for this Qingsha Pill."

At this time, there was still a small amount of green sand poison mist covering Duan Changzhu. Some of it was still trying to drill into his body, while some was floating around him, curling and floating.

Wan Qingying was stunned when she heard this, and then she realized what the fifty-fifty split meant, and quickly shook her head, "No, no, no, these are all the credit of Brother Yi, I was just playing a supporting role.

However, he did not expect the seals in Wan Qingying's hands to change. He used one seal after another to create layer upon layer of seals, and actually stopped the jade slip from flying.

I tell you, Wan Chunhua can’t save you from what happened today. The Great Elder will personally capture you and bring you back to the mountain gate, and kill your lover in front of you. From now on, you can only lick Qingfeng day and night..."

However, since they were polite and well-mannered, Yi Ming would not be too greedy. He accepted the magic weapon bags from Duan Changzhu and Tong Wangsheng from the Second Immortal Sect, and then sent the magic weapon bags of the other five people to Wan Qingying.

Using his last bit of true energy to control the wooden shield to block Yi Ming's sword energy, Duan Changzhu fell to the ground with a plop and vomited a mouthful of red and black blood. He happened to see Wan Qingying standing not far away, looking a little dazed, as if he didn't expect that he would end up in such a situation.

With a sound of sword sound, Duan Changzhu's head fell to the ground. At this moment, a jade slip suddenly flew out from his arms and turned into a green light that was about to break through the air.

Wan Qingying was still surprised when she heard this. Although she knew that Yi Ming was definitely not a high-minded disciple of the Biluo Sword Sect, this sect should be a large one with a long tradition. How could a lineage of casual cultivators cultivate such a genius?

"I didn't kill you with my sword myself, which has already been consistent with my conscience. Save you? I'm afraid that my Taoist heart will be damaged." Wan Qingying said calmly.

"Wan Qingying, why don't you save me!" Duan Changzhu glared angrily, "You besieged your fellow disciples and didn't help them. Do you want to join the sect's law enforcement hall?"

"Wan Qingying, you little bitch, no wonder you ran away from home without telling anyone, it turns out you have a lover outside." Duan Changzhu looked at Wan Qingying and Yi Ming viciously, "How comfortable are you with this wild man's service that you actually ignore your fellow disciples and openly rebel?

It had been a while since the two of them met each other, but the result was a series of fierce battles. Apart from Wan Qingying introducing herself, she didn't even ask for Yi Ming's name.

Yi Ming smiled and said nothing. Did he need to explain his golden finger to her?

"It doesn't matter. There are too many such things in the cultivation world. They are asking for trouble." Although Yi Ming didn't care, he still accepted the Huang Shen Pei Yuan Dan. This was what he deserved.

Besides, if it wasn't for Brother Yi's intervention, Qingying would have either been captured by the Erxian Sect to threaten my father, or been captured by Duan Changzhu and taken back to Duyuan Sect to marry Gong Qingfeng. Either way, it would not be an exaggeration to say that life is worse than death.

Looking at the six disciples of the Second Immortal Sect and Duan Changzhu's body, Yi Ming turned his head to look at Wan Qingying, "Fifty-fifty?"

"Self-cultivator?"

So tell me, how can Qingying want these things? "

With Yi Ming standing aside, ready to draw his sword at any time, Wan Qingying made hand seals to dissipate the light of the jade slip, and finally stretched out her hand to call the jade slip back into her own hand.

Yi Ming raised his eyebrows when he heard that. He was indeed a direct disciple from a great sect. His character, mentality, strength, wisdom and social skills were all top-notch.

Duan Changzhu's face was grim. The little bit of true energy in his body had been losing ground, and was only retained in his dantian, heart meridian, and sea of ​​consciousness. The poison gas was like an endless tide, one wave higher than the other. He knew that he was not far from death.

"Wan Qingying, you!"

"Seeking death? That's quite appropriate." Seeing Yi Ming's natural attitude, Wan Qingying couldn't help but relax and asked with a smile, "I haven't asked for your name yet, fellow Taoist."

"Eighty percent of the good stuff is in the hands of these two people, so I won't be polite. You can take the rest. Even if you don't like them, at least you can exchange them for some spirit stones. You'll need money when you run away from home." Yi Ming said.

Wan Qingying would definitely not take Duan Changzhu's stolen property. The collection of a cultivator in the Condensation Stage is much more than the assets of a cultivator in the Refining Stage. That Xuan-level flying sword alone is probably enough to offset the entire fortune of the remaining disciples of the Erxian Sect.

In addition, Tong Wangsheng was the most powerful person in the Erxian Sect. It took some effort for Yi Ming to kill him, so he took his trophies as a souvenir.

As for the collections of the remaining five people, Yi Ming took the initiative to divide them among Wan Qingying. Besides, this also reflected the contributions of the two people, so Wan Qingying chuckled, nodded and took it.

(End of this chapter)