How could Ye Xiwen still let the other side attack, a palm stretched out and directly grabbed that black clothed youth's wrist, immediately stopping the Zhen Qi blade.
That black clothed youth's strength was greater than Ye Xiwen's, only pausing for a moment, then continued to chop down.
But just this moment, was already enough, Ye Xiwen had already made complete preparations, Rushing Thunder Hand, eight echoes.
"Move like thunder and move like the wind!" Ye Xiwen shouted, his right hand twined with thunder-shaped Zhen Qi, a palm shot into the black clothed youth's chest.
"Peng!" That black clothed youth was directly hit by a palm, his body like a kite with a broken string, flew out upside down, flying high, then fiercely fell to the ground, many of his ribs were broken by Ye Xiwen, gasping for breath like an ox.
The black clothed youth stared at Ye Xiwen, somewhat incredulously saying: "You … you actually dare to trick me!"
Even more could not believe, Ye Xiwen was actually so crazy, in order to attack him, he actually took this blow, it could be called crazy.
"Hei hei!" Ye Xiwen stopped his bleeding, his complexion somewhat pale, just now the split open wound was deep enough to see the bone, blood flowing unceasingly, now Ye Xiwen had time to slightly stop his bleeding.
Ye Xiwen did not delay, towards that black clothed youth who fell to the ground, powerless from head to toe.
"You … you can't kill me!" At this time the black clothed youth finally said with some panic, "I am Zhang family's young master, if you kill me, you will have big trouble!"
"Once the battle starts, it is you die, I die!" Ye Xiwen understood, he could not let this black clothed youth go, otherwise in the future the trouble would definitely be very big, this time the experience told him, soft-hearted kindness cannot have, this world is full of the law of the jungle where the weak are prey to the strong.
Ye Xiwen walked step by step towards that black clothed youth.
"You go to hell!" That black clothed youth's face suddenly showed a sinister expression, his arm suddenly waved, a crescent moon blade swept out, chopping towards Ye Xiwen.
Ye Xiwen stepped, his figure shifting, dodging this time's desperate counterattack, he repeatedly warned himself to be careful, how could he not be on guard.
Rushing Thunder Hand, eight echoes!
The rumbling sound echoed in the woods, that black clothed youth's face more and more intense panic.
"Peng!"
After a blood-curdling scream, the black-clothed youth finally breathed his last with deep unwillingness.
Ye Xiwen saw that the black-robed youth had finally been killed by him, and suddenly felt relieved. He sat down on the ground, and gasped for breath.
Ye Xiwen didn't rest for long. He stood up and began to plunder the bodies of these three people. Killing and seizing treasures often happened together.
On the bodies of the two Houtian fifth stage masters, he found a total of 20 low-grade spirit stones, as well as 100 silver notes. Then he began to search the body of that black-clothed youth. Ye Xiwen was pleasantly surprised to discover that on this black-clothed youth's body, there was actually a storage ring. Moreover, the size was not small, actually more than 100 cubic meters or so in size.
One must know that storage rings and the like, space type items were the most expensive, even if it was only 10 cubic meters in size, it would need at least 100 spirit stones, and 100 cubic meters in size, it would need at least 1000 low-grade spirit stones. In Yi Yuan School, only those elders of Xiantian realm had the financial resources to buy such a storage ring, and Ye Xiwen had only seen it on his adoptive father, Ye Kongming.
He didn't expect that this black-clothed youth would actually have a storage ring of 100 cubic meters. Sure enough, he was worthy of being the young master of Zhang family.
After obtaining the storage ring, Ye Xiwen explored it with his divine sense, and was immediately overjoyed. Sure enough, compared to this black-clothed youth, those two Houtian fifth stage masters paled in comparison.
This storage ring alone had more than 500 low-grade spirit stones. This made Ye Xiwen not need to worry about spirit stones for a period of time. Besides spirit stones, there were also 10,000 silver notes. Of course, what made Ye Xiwen most pleasantly surprised was that inside this storage ring, there was actually a secret martial arts book. It was precisely that black-clothed youth from a moment ago, a unique skill of condensing Qi into Gang. Being able to let this black-clothed youth at Houtian sixth stage possess the power of Xiantian realm, this power technique was certainly quite extraordinary.
This power technique was called 《Cold Moon Beheader》. Unexpectedly, it was a Xiantian level power technique. Cold Moon Beheader, altogether had three layers. The first layer was called New Moon Beheader, the second layer was called Missing Moon Beheader, and the third layer was called Full Moon Beheader. Practicing the New Moon Beheader would be comparable to the might of a mid-level power technique, practicing the Missing Moon Beheader would be comparable to the might of a high-level power technique. If practicing the third layer Full Moon Beheader would also be able to display the might of a Xiantian level power technique.
It could be said to have infinite power!
Originally Ye Xiwen was still considering learning a weapon related martial arts skill in the future, to make up for his shortcomings. Now with this 《Cold Moon Beheader》, this problem could be completely covered. The 《Cold Moon Beheader》 could be issued with a long blade, and could also be replaced by condensing Qi into Gang. There was even a unique method of condensing Qi into Gang, making Zhen Qi into a long blade incomparably firm, capable of displaying the might of the 《Cold Moon Beheader》.
Of course, if there was a weapon, the might would naturally be a bit stronger.
Ye Xiwen quickly put all the things into his spatial ring, and then quickly left this place. These teams that were chasing after Ye Xiwen, each team was very close to him, and it was estimated that it would not be long before they heard the commotion and rushed over. Right now, Ye Xiwen's condition was really unable to deal with the next team, and he also needed to find a place to heal his injuries.
Not long after Ye Xiwen left, a team of five people had already arrived here, and the leader was a middle-aged man with a long scar on his face. Seeing the three corpses lying on the ground, his complexion suddenly turned ashen, especially that young master's corpse, which made his eyelids twitch, and the scar on his face became even more hideous.
"Chase, we must kill this murderer for me, he has killed two of my Zhang family's young masters, if we do not catch him, all of us will die!" The scarred man fiercely said, and completely released his imposing aura. He was actually an expert at the peak of the seventh stage. "Inform our people to chase after him, we must kill this murderer, and dismember his corpse into ten thousand pieces. If you find any suspicious person, kill him first, and then talk later. It is better to kill the wrong person than to let him go!"
"Yes!" The rest of the warriors responded one after another.
A mournful piercing sound reverberated throughout the forest, and this was the Zhang family's signal to gather.
Ye Xiwen had already walked out for a long time, but he still heard this piercing sound, and was suddenly startled in his heart. This was the Zhang family's signal, and it seemed that they really wanted to kill him. He must think of a way to get rid of these pursuers, otherwise, since Ye Xiwen had already killed two Zhang family's young masters, the other side would definitely chase him to the ends of the earth.
While thinking, Ye Xiwen's figure disappeared into the woods.
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