It was already late autumn, and the grass had turned yellow. The vast expanse of withered sea was incomparably magnificent. As they went further north, the weeds gradually thinned out, and there was more snow covering the ground. There were many thick evergreen trees, and they joined together to form a primeval forest that covered an area of over a thousand miles. They stretched on and were luxuriant with leaves, forming a sea of trees and snowfields.
At the edge of the primeval forest, the snow on the ground was muddy. It seemed that people often came and went.
This was not an uninhabited place. There were many tribes hidden in the deep mountains, forests, ice caves, and even martial arts practitioners. They were usually good at ice skills and had no interest in going south. They only liked to explore the Northernmost World and were almost isolated from the martial arts world of the Central Plains. If not for the experts of the Exterior flying to the ice sea and the Northernmost World in search of exotic minerals and minerals for refining weapons and elixirs, they might not even know of their existence.
At this moment, there were more than ten men and women with extraordinary auras standing on the muddy snow. They seemed to be standing on the ground, but if you looked closely, you would find that the soles of their feet and the snow and ice were separated by two or three layers of paper. They were just floating in the air.
The leader was a mature woman in a pale pink dress. Her face was like a lotus flower in clear water. She had thick hair and a tall figure. She was the Ice Fairy, Ye Yuqi. Around her were the elegant and beautiful Thousand Hands Bodhisattva, Ming Fa, and the Soul-seeking Envoy, He Xiu, with sword-like eyebrows. They were all grandmasters.
Suddenly, they felt something and looked to the south at the same time. They saw a man in black walking slowly in the snow. He wore a hero's headband and carried a long blade on his back. He was tall and straight like a mountain, giving people a feeling that his aura was slowly accumulating and rising.
He walked forward step by step, slow and heavy at the same time. In almost two or three breaths, he was in front of the crowd. He was slow but not slow. It was full of incongruity, causing some of the weaker grandmasters to feel a little dizzy.
"Killing Blade, Su Meng's ranking has been soaring recently. He really has some ability. He deserves his reputation …" Many grandmasters who saw Mengqi for the first time thought.
"Everyone is here." The Ice Fairy Ye Yuqi glanced at Mengqi and frowned slightly. She found that his aura was a little different from before. He was more confident, as if he dared to face any enemy in the world.
Apart from the Great Grandmaster Ye Yuqi, there were a total of 13 Grandmasters present, and they were the only ones who could gather here for the time being. The rest of the Grandmasters had to chase after other teams, so they couldn't come.
After cupping one hand in the other before his chest and exchanging their names, Mengqi took out an item and handed it to He Xiu, the Cold-Faced Soul Reaper of Eastsea Sword Village.
It was a dark blue token that looked like a dagger but wasn't. Strange, lifelike insects were carved on it, and they seemed to be wriggling.
"The Sword Spirit Token!" He Xiu, who had always been cold, blurted out. There was shock hidden in his eyes.
This was the item that Eastsea Sword Village had been searching for. The part of the Nameless Swordbook that was taken away by the Formless Sword Vermin was hidden in it, and it was difficult for outsiders to detect it.
Everyone had their own gains in the Sword Scriptures. Losing this part of the scripture was not a big problem for the disciples of each branch, especially the branch of the He family. Their skills were gradually perfected, so they didn't need to absorb other things from the Sword Scripture anymore. However, for He Qi, the owner of the Heightslord, who had completed the Formless and had a deeper understanding of the original Sword Scripture, it was helpful for him to reorganize the Sword Scriptures of each branch and return to the original.
Moreover, the Sword Spirit Token had been cultivated for many generations, and it was only a step away from transforming into a Heavenly Weapon and becoming the cornerstone of the village.
Its hidden value to Eastsea Sword Village was definitely far beyond its apparent value. Everyone, including the owner of the village, would be happy to get it. However, Gao Qianyuan was a Grandmaster with a special skill, and he had this item that was more powerful than the main material of a Heavenly Weapon. As long as he didn't encounter He Qi directly, the others could escape even if they couldn't defeat him. It was more than difficult to get this treasure.
Mengqi nodded slightly, "Gao Qianyuan has been killed."
"Died under your saber?" He Xiu subconsciously asked back.
He was aware of Gao Qianyuan's strength and skill, so he couldn't believe it when he heard the news of Gao Qianyuan's death. It would be better if the speaker was the Ice Fairy, but it was Su Meng, the Killing Blade, who was still in the Grandmaster Level. There was not much difference between him and Gao Qianyuan.
"He has a hidden danger, and he mainly relies on the power of the Sword Spirit Token. Moreover, he doesn't have a life-and-death relationship with it, so he has a lot of flaws. It's not difficult to kill him once I find the opportunity." Mengqi answered briefly and casually.
"He didn't use the Transfer of Karma?" He Xiu knew that Mengqi's strongest skill was the Invincible Blade. In the beginning, He Xiu thought that Mengqi killed Gao Qianyuan with this skill. However, according to Mengqi's words, it seemed that Mengqi had killed Gao Qianyuan by finding his flaws.
Mengqi smiled, "Why would I need the Transfer of Karma to kill him and take the risk of dying together with him?"
It was not until this moment that the other grandmasters figured out what they were talking about. Su Meng, the Killing Blade, had killed the nine-fingered blue-blooded Gao Qianyuan and killed another grandmaster!
They were so shocked that they couldn't speak. Although everyone in the Grandmaster Level had confidence in their own strength, they were still shocked when they encountered a freak whose combat strength could not be measured by normal realms.
The grandmaster Level, skills, experience, Dharmakaya movements, Precious Weapons, and Outer-body Field were all the pillars of the major sects. Usually, the battle between two people at the same level of heaven would last for a long time before a winner could be decided by one or two moves. It was very difficult to kill or capture the other.
There were so many grandmasters present, but there were less than five who had the experience of killing another grandmaster in a one-on-one fight. The process was either very dangerous or very complicated. Basically, it only happened once or twice.
"Killing Blade" Su Meng, since he became a grandmaster, he had not only provoked internal strife but also captured "Devil of Malice" and killed "Crying Elder" with one move, which had already surprised many grandmasters. Now, he had a new record of easily killing the nine-fingered blue-blooded Gao Qianyuan.
Looking at "Killing Blade" now, they felt like they were facing a grandmaster!
They did not know the value of the "Token of the Sword Spirit", otherwise, they would be more surprised.
He Xiu looked at the "Token of the Sword Spirit" that Mengqi handed to him. Without hesitation or modesty, he took it and said solemnly, "Our sect will reward you generously."
Mengqi was already full of treasures. He did not need to worry about Karma points and the Heavenly Weapon. What he cared about was to form a good relationship with He Xiu. In the future, when he faced the big powers that he could not easily attack, he would have the help of a Human Fairy. As for whether He Qi would risk his life to help him, it was purely up to him. Meng Qi would not force He Qi to help him. He would only try his best to build a good relationship with He Qi. Therefore, he smiled and said, "It's just a matter of convenience. If I am in trouble in the future, will the Sword Village not help me? "
He Xiu said firmly, "Your business is the business of the Sword Village."
As a grandmaster, he had received the "Token of the Sword Spirit" as a gift, so he was qualified to answer on behalf of his sect.
From He Xiu's attitude, the grandmasters could see the value of the "Token of the Sword Spirit". They could also see that Mengqi wanted to build a good relationship with the Sword Spirit. But they could not help but praise him secretly. In the face of such a precious treasure, who would not be greedy? Moreover, no one knew about it at that time. It seemed that it was more in line with human nature to keep it for himself. "Killing Blade" Su Meng made such a choice, which showed that he was really upright, generous and generous, and lived up to his reputation. "
Ye Yuqi nodded quietly and said, "Some tribes of the Icelandic Plains found traces of Hasula and other Golden Tent Warriors nearby. There are at least five grandmasters. They sneaked into the dense forest, but I don't know where they are going."
She gave a concise and comprehensive account of the incident.
There was no cover in the sky. Many Peerless Master Pros and grandmasters had the Divine Vision and the Heaven Eye. Therefore, when they were escaping, they would choose to stay close to the ground, such as the Fire Escape, the Earth Escape, the Water Escape, or the Wood Escape. In short, they would use the terrain, trees, and rocks to cover their tracks, so that they would not be seen by their opponents. Hasula and others were examples.
"Let's form a group of two or three and search the surroundings separately to find more clues." A guru from the Cui Family in Gezhou suggested. "Hasula and the others are on the run, so it's not convenient to kill them. But they will leave more traces, and maybe we can get more information from the people in the tribe."
Ye Yuqi looked around and said, "Prepare the communication and help items to prevent Hasula and others from counterattacking."
It was common to counterattack when escaping, so they should not be careless.
Not to mention those who had the communication and help items, Mengqi and others who were not prepared received the gifts from other grandmasters. Anyway, they were not valuable items.
When they were dividing into groups, Mengqi thought for a while and said directly, "I am used to acting alone, so I will be responsible for one side."
There were too many secrets in his martial arts. After obtaining the Primary Instruction of the Heavenly Golden Stamp and the Five Seals of the Nine Seals, their effects were on par with the Eight Nine Mysteries. If he did not use them, his strength would be greatly reduced, and he would not be able to integrate them. Therefore, it was difficult not to use them in dangerous situations. In this case, it was more comfortable to be alone. He could kill his enemies, but not his teammates.
Besides, with the Eight Nine Mysteries, as long as he was careful, it would not be easy to fall into a trap unless the enemy had a Dharmakaya to cover the secrets of heaven. When encountering a Dharmakaya enemy, it made no difference whether he had teammates or not.
Ye Yuqi knew that he had a lot of secrets, so she did not wait for the others to speak and immediately said, "Okay."
Soon, they were divided into groups and ran to different primeval forests.
…
In a dark place covered by towering trees, the leader of the Golden Tent Warriors, Hasula, sat on a huge rock. His injuries had healed, and his right hand clenched into a fist. He looked around and said, "It is said that the Dharmakaya is looking for the whereabouts of the Great Khan and did not come to kill us."
"This is an opportunity to teach the dogs of the Central Plains a lesson. Let them know that the heroes of the grassland are not trash that can be chased by them!"
A few grandmaster warriors who still had a calm demeanor as they fled nodded in agreement, but their gazes shifted to the side.
It was a coffin surrounded by a bloody yellow mist!
Hasula looked over and said in a deep voice, "Emperor, we are very grateful for your help."
A majestic and hoarse voice came from the coffin, "I need a fresh guru's body to help the masters of our sect to cross the second level of the Celestial Ladder. It will be beneficial for both of us."
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