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After chopping off Butcher's head with one strike and taking his mustard seed pouch, Chen Zong turned around and strode away with swift and light steps under everyone's shocked gazes. He was like a graceful swan. [Love ↑ Go △ Little ↑ Say △ w]
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Who was he?
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At the foot of Xin Ming Mountain.
More than a dozen corpses were lying on the ground, each of them facing the sky. Their pale faces were distorted and their eyes were filled with horror and despair.
The wounds on each of the corpses were the same. There was a hole in their chests and their hearts had been dug out.
A dark blue flowing light came from afar and landed beside the corpses. It was Chen Zong.
After taking a closer look at the corpses, Chen Zong looked around and moved forward again like a wisp of blue smoke.
On a small path in the forest, a dark-skinned short and fat man was chewing on a steaming hot heart that was still beating while walking happily.
"It doesn't taste as good as last time. You're too weak."
The short and fat man said with disdain as he chewed on the heart.
"Heart-Eating Guest."
The voice came like a gust of wind and entered the short and fat man's ears. The short and fat man immediately turned around and looked. His small eyes shone with a ferocious light that could frighten ordinary warriors with just one look.
The moment he saw Chen Zong, Heart-Eating Guest's ferocious small eyes suddenly shone with surprise. He threw away the heart in his hand without hesitation and opened his big mouth to reveal his sharp teeth, regardless of the blood and foam at the corner of his mouth.
"I can feel the exuberant Qi and blood in your body. The heart nourished by it must be very delicious." The Heart-Eating Customer licked his sharp teeth with his scarlet tongue. His small eyes narrowed as they emitted a greedy glow. Immediately, his short and fat body flashed and he charged forward with incomparable agility. In an instant, he appeared in front of Chen Zong.
He stretched out his right hand and spread his five fingers. His fingernails were as sharp as black metal. Even though he was a distance away, Chen Zong felt like he was being pierced through. As Heart Eater's sharp claws pierced through the air, Chen Zong's heart trembled uncontrollably as if it was being restrained by an invisible and mysterious force.
However, Chen Zong ignored the sharp claws that were about to drill into his heart. He instantly turned around and unsheathed his sword.
The crimson sword light was like the sun in the sky, illuminating this part of the world.
A sharp metallic sound rang out as countless sparks flew out. The powerful recoil caused a figure to quickly retreat. Love ↑ go △ little ↑ say △ w
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It turned out that the one rushing at Chen Zong to grab his heart was just a shadow. The real one had already appeared behind Chen Zong and attacked him, but Chen Zong sensed it and caught it. He blocked it with his sword and repelled it.
"You have some skills." Heart Eater's laughter became sharper and faster. It was like a cloud of smoke that dissipated and condensed. It was hard to tell if it was real or fake.
The strange and sharp laughter came from all directions. It was like a demonic sound that pierced through one's brain. Chen Zong's expression did not change at all.
With a sword in hand, all the attacks from all directions were blocked.
"Heart Eater!"
Heart Eater unleashed his strongest move. The moment he swung his claw, Chen Zong's heart skipped a beat uncontrollably. Then, it stopped as if he was being suppressed by an invisible mountain. His Qi and blood stopped flowing as well. His body felt weak all of a sudden and felt extremely uncomfortable.
Then, he felt as if he was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand. It contracted abruptly and moved forward as if it was about to leave his chest and body. Even his strength was about to be drained.
Chen Zong could see the hideous smile on Heart Eater's ugly face.
The sword light flashed, dazzling and piercing through the sky.
In the end, there was a touch of jade white that remained in Heart Eater's eyes. That was the last thing he saw.
Decapitation with a sword.
Heart Eater's move was indeed amazing. If it was a martial artist with the strength of the First Level, it would be very difficult for him to resist it. He would most likely be killed, unless he was an expert like Yu Zhengxiao. However, even if Yu Zhengxiao was here, he would not feel good facing this move.
Chen Zong's strength had already reached the Second Level and was even at the stronger level. Although he was somewhat affected, he could still get rid of the counterattack.
Chen Zong would have killed Heart Eater with a sword if he did not want to see his opponent's moves.
After taking the head and the mustard seed bag, Chen Zong left.
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It was raining heavily at night.
A thumb-sized candle flame was lit in the rundown temple. The flame flickered and could only illuminate a small area.
The pitter-patter sound came from all directions. It was the sound of raindrops hitting the leaves, tiles, stones, and earth. It was very complicated, but it was like a rhythm that played in the night. [Love ↑ Go △ Little ↑ Say △ w]
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A figure sat beside the candlelight. Under the illumination of the candlelight was a face full of vicissitudes. The slightly stooped figure swayed along with the flickering candlelight, appearing even more lonely under the dense sound of the rain.
A long knife that was as bright as the crescent moon was placed on his leg. He was gently wiping it with a piece of blood-red cloth over and over again, as if he was maintaining the most exquisite work of art.
"Are you also here to kill me?" Suddenly, the middle-aged man raised his head and looked at the entrance of the rundown temple with his turbid eyes. His voice was slightly hoarse, like that of a night owl.
"Yes." At the same time, a figure walked into the rundown temple from outside. Even though it was raining heavily outside, Chen Zong's body was not wet at all.
"You are the third person who came to kill me today." The middle-aged man's turbid eyes fell on the machete on his leg again. He wiped it carefully and said something that seemed to have nothing to do with him.
"After tonight, there will be no more." Chen Zong responded simply.
"You are very confident." At the same time, a pale knife light tore the light of the candle flame. In an instant, it was in front of Chen Zong, making Chen Zong feel that he was going to be cut in half.
The red sword light was like the sun, illuminating the whole rundown temple. The pale knife light was shattered.
"Chaotic Nine Movements of the Dismembered Body!"
Using his unique skill, a pale knife light broke through the air again. The moment it approached, it suddenly trembled and turned into nine rays that surrounded Chen Zong. Each ray of pale knife light was like a machete, fiercely attacking Chen Zong with amazing sharpness.
Without a specific trajectory, it was difficult to find any pattern. It was pure chaos, but its power was amazing.
It was a very delicate move.
This kind of knife technique was enough to kill most of the grandmasters with the strength of the First Level, but it was far from enough for Chen Zong.
With a swing of the sword, the nine pale knife lights were all shattered.
The expression of the dismembered knife suddenly changed. Without hesitation, it turned into a pale light and rushed to a corner of the rundown temple.
The attacker was too strong. Knowing that he was no match for him, he decided to escape.
But would Chen Zong let him go?
"Sharpness of Blue Jade!"
The Earth Yin Sword was unsheathed. A jade-white sword light pierced straight out. It was extremely fine, extremely sharp, and could cut through anything.
The jade-white sword light disappeared. The dismembered knife suddenly stopped and fell in a corner of the rundown temple.
After cutting off the head and taking the mustard seed bag, Chen Zong was about to walk out of the rundown temple when a figure suddenly rushed in.
As his eyes opened and closed, they lit up the entire dilapidated temple. His gaze quickly swept past Chen Zonghe's headless corpse in the corner.
"Did you kill the dismembered knife?"
"Give me his head."
The first two sentences were shockingly domineering, as if Chen Zong would die if he didn't obey.
As he spoke, he directly grabbed the mustard seed bag at Chen Zong's waist, intending to take it away.
Chen Zong's silhouette flashed as he evaded the other party's grasp. He noticed the other party's attire.
A dark blue robe!
This was the symbol of a core disciple of the Tai Yuan Sky Sect. He glanced at his cuff and found that it was the symbol of Mount Zhen Yuan.
This man was a core disciple of Mount Zhen Yuan.
"Since we are both disciples of the Sky Sect, I won't argue with you. Give me the head of the dismembered knife." The core disciple was a little surprised that Chen Zong dodged. He narrowed his eyes and said coldly.
"If you have the ability, come and take it." Chen Zong's answer was more direct.
"You're asking for trouble." The core disciple of Mount Zhen Yuan was angry. His majestic momentum was like an invisible mountain.
Then he raised his arm and slashed at Chen Zong with his palm like a knife. His momentum was extremely terrifying.
Chen Zong pointed his finger like a sword. It was amazingly sharp.
It sounded like a knife and sword colliding. Chen Zong's body didn't move, but the core disciple swayed and took three steps back.
"Well, I, Li Yuan, will remember what happened today." Li Yuan snorted. He didn't pull out his knife again, but quickly left the rundown temple.
Chen Zong didn't chase after him.
First of all, there was a rule in the Tai Yuan Sky Sect that official disciples of the Tai Yuan Sky Sect were not allowed to kill each other outside.
Second of all, the core disciple didn't have any killing intent. He just wanted to snatch the merit points.
"Li Yuan." Chen Zong pondered for a moment and knew the identity of the core disciple of Mount Zhen Yuan. He had the strength of the First Level and was not inferior to Yu Zhengxiao.
It seemed that Mount Zhen Yuan was worthy of being called the First Mountain of the Tai Yuan Seven Mountains.
Taking a step forward, Chen Zong walked out of the dilapidated temple and stepped into the darkness of the night. The heavy rain continued to fall from the gloomy skies, unceasingly smashing onto Chen Zong's body. However, it was blocked by a formless energy.
With the three heads that symbolized the mission, Chen Zong quickly returned to the Wan Zhi Hall of the Tai Yuan Sky Sect to turn in the mission.
3,000 merit points were obtained.
He checked the mission list again and found no suitable mission, so he could only give up for the time being.
After all, some missions had low merit points and required a lot of time. The loss outweighed the gain. Some missions had high rewards but required a lot of time and energy, so it wasn't suitable for short-term gains.
After returning to the High Cliff Pavilion of the Green Feather Mountain, Chen Zong took out the weapons of Heart-Eating Guest, Corpse Splitting Blade, and the other two. All of them were third-grade pseudo-spiritual weapons. On the Chaotian Island, a third-grade pseudo-spiritual weapon was very valuable. However, on the Blue Waves Continent, third-grade pseudo-spiritual weapons were very common.
Next, he checked the mustard seed bags of the three.
There were a lot of substandard spirit sources, more than 2,000 in total. In addition, there were many medicinal pills, pseudo-spiritual herbs, ores, and so on. Finally, there were the martial arts of the three.
Slaughter Method!
Heart Devouring Claw!
Corpse Separating Blade!
Chen Zong had fought with the three and personally experienced their martial arts and skills. He was very clear about the power of these three martial arts. Therefore, he planned to comprehend them and see if they were beneficial to him.
First, he looked at the Slaughter Method.
This inheritance was quite evil. It was a cultivation method that focused on killing. It was a combination of cultivation method and martial arts. Once one cultivated this slaughter method, they would be affected and become bloodthirsty. The more they killed, the stronger they would become.
Looking at it, Chen Zong couldn't help but frown. This was obviously not to his liking. His cultivation method had always been under his own control. He didn't want to be disturbed and lose himself.
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