"Bang!" An Yunpeng took advantage of Zhao Qiyan's unpreparedness and rushed forward and slammed his palm on Zhao Qiyan's chest, creating a big hole. Zhao Qiyan's blood was sucked dry in a short time.
This was really an extremely vicious power technique.
An Yunpeng took out the storage ring from Zhao Qiyan's finger and his face was filled with ecstasy. This was a Xiantian pellet, and for people like him, their biggest wish was to enter into the Xiantian realm. If he did not have a Xiantian pellet, he would not have much confidence, because if he failed to enter into the Xiantian realm, then he would lose all of his power and would die.
But with the help of a Xiantian pellet, as long as he was not unlucky enough to die, generally, there would be no problem!
Once he became a Xiantian master, then he would be able to run amok, just like his master, invincible.
"Now is the time!" Ye Xiwen secretly said. He used celestial step and instantly arrived in front of An Yunpeng.
"Young master, be careful!" At this time, a disciple of Bloody Hand School saw Ye Xiwen and suddenly exclaimed.
"It's too late!" Ye Xiwen shouted and took out his long blade. A bright light covered An Yunpeng's eyes.
"Puchi!" Blood splashed and An Yunpeng, who was immersed in ecstasy, simply could not avoid Ye Xiwen's attack, which was simply as fast as lightning. He did not have enough time to react and was directly split into two halves.
"Young master!"
"You actually dared to kill young master, die!"
Although the disciples of Bloody Hand School had killed all the guards of Great Qingcheng city, but there were only a few of them left, and the most powerful among them was only a warrior of Houtian eighth stage, so how could they possibly be Ye Xiwen's opponent?
Ye Xiwen used his long blade to behead them all.
The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!
After killing all the disciples of Bloody Hand School, Ye Xiwen did not dare to stay for a long time. One must know that on the other side of the battlefield, the three masters of Xiantian realm would arrive.
If any one of them arrived, then he would not be able to bear the consequences.
After searching the storage rings of Zhao Qiyan and An Yunpeng, Ye Xiwen did not stay and immediately left. Ten minutes after Ye Xiwen left, the city lord of Great Qingcheng City appeared here in ragged clothes, and when he saw that his son had been sucked dry, he suddenly roared again and again.
"Bloody Hand Sect, I swear I won't let this go!"
After taking a big detour, Ye Xiwen finally returned to Tianyuan City. At this time, more than half of the experts in Tianyuan City had already left. They had come here for the Xiantian Dan, but now that the Xiantian Dan had already found a buyer, they couldn't fish in troubled waters, so they had no choice but to leave.
Ye Xiwen calmly returned to the inn. He took out the two storage rings, and looked at them. He suddenly burst into ecstasy.
The two young masters were really rich ah, worthy of being trained as successors. In these two storage rings, there were a total of 100,000 low-grade spirit stones, which was an astronomical figure for him. Even among the core disciples, those who had 10,000 low-grade spirit stones were considered rich, and 100,000 low-grade spirit stones, even the richest core disciple did not have so much net worth. After all, although Yi Yuan School was big, but there were more than a hundred core disciples, of course, it was impossible to compare with Zhao Qiyan and An Yunpeng, who were trained as successors of Yi Yuan School, who had so many low-grade spirit stones.
Overnight, Ye Xiwen's net worth had skyrocketed. It could be said that for a long time, Ye Xiwen would not lack spirit stones for his practice.
In addition to these spirit stones, there were also several martial arts manuals, but Ye Xiwen felt that they were not suitable for him, so he was not sad.
In addition, there were a lot of medicinal pills and so on, which suddenly made Ye Xiwen's pocket bulge. Of course, the golden cicada silk armor that Zhao Qiyan had bought before had fallen into Ye Xiwen's hands, which was also a bargain for Ye Xiwen.
Of course, the most important harvest was this time's Xiantian Dan. The Xiantian realm, as the first big threshold of martial arts practice, 99% of warriors would be stuck in this threshold, and only a few people could cross this threshold, so Ye Xiwen's confidence was not very big. But now with the help of the Xiantian Dan, Ye Xiwen was very confident that he would be able to step into the Xiantian realm, but now it was not the right time to step into the Xiantian realm, so he kept this Xiantian Dan for now.
After counting the harvest, Ye Xiwen did not return to Yi Yuan School, but directly began to practice. For other people, perhaps they would need to choose a place to practice, but for Ye Xiwen, who had a special space, it didn't matter where he went to practice.
One month later was the start of the core disciples' competition. Originally, the core disciples' competition was supposed to be held three months after the Inner Sect's competition, but this time, the core disciples' competition was a joint competition between the Zhang Family and the Zhang Family. Moreover, it was held in the Blood Yuan Territory, and this time, the Blood Yuan Territory would open one month later. Therefore, the core disciples' competition was also brought forward to a month later.
Ye Xiwen wanted to stand out in the core disciple competition one month later, so now, he must seize every available time to practice.
This time, he had seized 100,000 low-grade spirit stones, so he suddenly became rich and overbearing. While practicing, he didn't care about the consumption of spirit stones, he burned all the spirit stones, extracted the Lingqi, and instilled it into his body.
Under such circumstances, Ye Xiwen's cultivation was also steadily rising, and all kinds of martial arts insights were pouring into his mind at an exaggerated speed. Even peerless geniuses would not be able to comprehend martial arts information like him.
Countless information was flooding into Ye Xiwen's divine sense, and this time, he had enough spirit stones, so the martial arts information was unscrupulously instilled into his mind.
Time passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye, a month's time had passed.
In the special space, Ye Xiwen was walking in a mysterious manner, and his stature was like that of a celestial immortal, free and unrestrained, and when he took a step forward, an identical Ye Xiwen appeared beside him, and then disappeared.
Ye Xiwen stopped, and his face was full of surprise.
"Sure enough, sure enough, 《Celestial Step》 really has a follow-up power technique!"
In this month, compared to a month ago, Ye Xiwen's cultivation had simply advanced by leaps and bounds. His cultivation had directly reached the peak of Houtian eighth stage, and only half a step was needed to break through to the Houtian ninth stage.
Similarly, his 《Missing moon beheader》 had also been cultivated from the initial 'Reaching the next level' to the 'Xiaocheng' realm, and now, he could continuously chop out seven blades, and its might had skyrocketed by more than five times.
His 《Tyrant body technique》 was also close to the 'Xiaocheng' realm, and his strength had directly reached the strength of 99 Tigers, which had already reached the peak of the Houtian realm.
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