When enemies meet, their eyes turn red with hatred.
Just as the two of them were about to kill, Leng Shiqi moved first!
However, he didn't charge forward. Instead, his expression changed and he revealed a panicked expression. He screamed, "Yan Jiu!"
Then, he turned around and ran!
Leng Shiqi's actions immediately caused Yan Jiu to explode.
He quickly shouted, "Chase him! Kill him! He has a treasure on him!"
Leng Shiqi ran as soon as he appeared. No one had time to sense his cultivation. Seeing Yan Jiu's expression, it meant that he wasn't very strong. When they heard the word "treasure", their hearts were moved and they all chased after Yan Jiu.
Only a tall and thin youth hesitated for a moment, but he still followed everyone's footsteps.
Leng Shiqi wasn't very fast. He was using a speed that made it seem like everyone could catch up to him, but in reality, they couldn't catch up to him.
After a while, his speed suddenly began to slow down.
"Hahaha, he's slowed down. He doesn't have much spirit force left!
Quickly chase him! "Yan Jiu excitedly shouted.
He was also the one at the front. However, he didn't expect that just as he was about to catch up to Leng Shiqi, he suddenly felt as if he had stepped into a mud puddle. He lost his balance and was about to fall!
Yan Jiu was shocked, but his reaction wasn't slow. He quickly used his spirit force to adjust his body.
But just as he was focusing all his attention on this, a flashing and agile sword had already arrived in front of him!
Yan Jiu instantly felt that death was coming so quickly and so close.
At this moment of life and death, a loud roar sounded!
The voice seemed to be mixed with spirit force. Not only did it last for a long time, but it was also deafening.
Leng Shiqi was also stunned by this shout for a moment. It was during this short period of time that Yan Jiu shifted his body slightly. This fatal strike only cut off Yan Jiu's left arm.
Leng Shiqi narrowed his eyes and ignored the wailing Nine Yan. Instead, he glanced at a tall and skinny young man standing at the back of the crowd.
He had deliberately underestimated his enemy, and then secretly used the Hand of Earth to set up a simple trap. He wanted to catch Yan Jiu off guard and kill him, but this person had interfered!
"Brother, I am No 67, a captain in the Bailituan. I sincerely invite you to join the Bailituan. With your strength, the position of Vice Captain is not a problem!" The lanky youth's back was almost soaked in cold sweat. He forced himself to remain calm and said these words.
As soon as Leng Shiqi attacked, he sensed that something was wrong. How was this the fat sheep in their eyes? This was clearly an "expert" of the Pure Spirit Realm!
It was a wild wolf!
At this point, he had no choice but to bring up the Bailituan and see if he could escape with his life.
As for risking his life?
Not to mention that in the process of chasing, everyone had consumed their spiritual energy.
Looking at Yan Jiu who had already been crippled and the three or four other trash who had also fallen into the quagmire, the remaining few people did not even have the qualifications to fight with a Pure Spirit Realm expert!
"Oh?
Bailituan?
Well, before that, I want to take this person's head. You don't have any objections, right? "Leng Shiqi raised his sword and pointed it at Yan Jiu, speaking in a tone that was neither cold nor hot.
At the same time, he thought to himself, "Bailituan, it sounds like a force. It seems that someone has the same idea as the Delta Aurigae."
However, No 67 hesitated. If he agreed, it would be equivalent to personally handing over the lives of his teammates and the members of his force. This was an act of carelessness.
If news of this spread out, who would dare to easily join the Bailituan in the future?
But if he did not agree, he had no way to stop it.
If he angered this person, he might even kill them all.
Moreover, this person was in the same realm as their captain. It was impossible for their captain to make such a mortal enemy at the beginning of establishing his force. If they died, they would really have died in vain.
Wu 67 stuttered for a moment, unable to say anything.
"Leng Shiqi, I was blind, I did not recognize Mount Tai. Let me go, I beg you to spare my life!
I'll give you anything you want! "
When Yan Jiu saw No 67's appearance, he knew that they were going to abandon him to protect themselves. He could only beg for mercy.
When Leng Shiqi heard this, the corner of his mouth rose slightly. What he wanted had finally come.
"Alright, give me the Tiger Roar Fist Technique and I'll give you your life.
Oh right, you guys too, use spiritual techniques or weapons to exchange for your life. If you don't have any, you can only blame yourself for not having enough money to buy your life. "
When the seven people present heard Leng Shiqi's words, they all revealed different expressions.
Yan Jiu had the most complicated expression. His face was filled with hope, fear, regret, distrust, and so on.
The others also had different expressions, but no one spoke. They were all hesitant and conflicted.
When Leng Shiqi saw this, he coldly snorted. His feet moved continuously, and his figure became erratic. What followed was a series of miserable cries!
In the short span of two to three breaths, the seven people had all been stabbed in the leg!
This time, Leng Shiqi had completely cut off their thoughts of running away. Moreover, they felt a sense of despair in their hearts. It was the despair of being powerless in the face of absolute strength!
No 67 now had a deeper understanding of the strength of the Pure Spirit Realm. He was also glad that he didn't choose to go all out in the beginning. Otherwise, he would have already lost his life.
"If I give you the Tiger Roar Fist Technique, will, will you really let me go?"
Yan Jiu's lips trembled as he spoke. He didn't have the elegance and calmness that he had when he first met Leng Shiqi.
"I don't want to answer this kind of question. Right now, you can only choose to believe me. Moreover, I have always kept my word. Until now, no one has said that I don't keep my word." Leng Shiqi shook his head and said.
Yan Jiu wouldn't believe Leng Shiqi's words even if he was beaten to death. However, there was one thing that Leng Shiqi was right about. He had no choice!
He could only choose to believe that Leng Shiqi wouldn't kill him.
Even if the possibility was very small, he still had to choose to believe!
This was the sorrow of the weak. Life and death were completely in the hands of the strong. If he didn't have some value, he would have died long ago.
"Okay, I'll give it to you!" Yan Jiu gritted his teeth and tore off a piece of his clothes. He used his blood to write down the Tiger Roar Fist Technique.
Seeing this, Leng Shiqi glanced at No 67. Leng Shiqi was also very interested in his sound wave technique.
No 67 felt Leng Shiqi's concerned gaze and couldn't help but shiver. He obediently handed over the technique.
In the end, Leng Shiqi obtained five techniques and four weapons. He was very satisfied. The feeling of overwhelming strength was truly captivating.
After going through the system's "inspection" and ensuring that there were no problems with the five techniques, Leng Shiqi's long sword trembled and his figure suddenly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.
A string of figures with sword lights flashed one after another, and four figures fell down.
Including Yan Jiu and No 67, the two ninth level Spirit Gathering Realm cultivators and two eighth level Spirit Gathering Realm cultivators, they were all killed in the blink of an eye!