"What a terrible murderous aura!" Even though Qin Haoxuan and the others had walked far away, the two Taichu disciples had not yet come back to their senses from the bloody slaughter just now. Qin Haoxuan's terrible killing move, cruel murderous aura, cold and bloodthirsty eyes and indifference after the murder were like a cruel butcher in their eyes, with blood flowing into a river and corpse hidden in millions without moving.

After coming out of Ximen Sheng camp early in the morning to the present, with this 27-leaf casual cultivator, Qin Haoxuan already had fifteen casual cultivators badges in his hand, and his tense face finally eased a little.

Xing then plucked up his courage and said, "You have a strong murderous aura today!"

"If you kill thirty people, you can see Sister Xu Yu. If you don't have a strong murderous aura, how can you kill someone?" Qin Haoxuan's eyes as bright as stars flashed cold light like a knife in Xing's eyes.

The two of them walked for a long time and actually met a team of disciples of Taichu Sect. There were eight people in this group. Judging from the momentum they exuded, the lowest-strength ones were all Seventeen Leaves of the Immortal Miao Realm.

These eight people are besieging five casual cultivators who are fighting bloody battles and are already at a disadvantage.

Judging from the current battle situation, these five casual cultivators are bound to die, but they can still deal with each other for at least a while.

Xing looked at the eight people and leaned into Qin Haoxuan's ear and said, "These eight people are Li Jing's younger brothers. After they killed the casual cultivator, they gave all the badges to Li Jing."

"Li Jing's people?" Qin Haoxuan chuckled, walked straight up, staring at the eight disciples of Taichu Sect coldly, and said, "You can leave now. Twenty miles away from here, and the casual cultivators within a radius of twenty miles are mine."

As soon as Qin Haoxuan's arrogant words came out, the eight Li Jing's eyes looked at him as if they were looking at an idiot: "Qin Haoxuan, although you have some strength, do you know whose people we are? Do you know Senior Brother Li Jing? Boy, don't talk nonsense, be careful that your tongue is blown away by the wind."

"Hmph, let alone twenty miles in a radius, can you deal with these five casual cultivators in front of you?"

They were talking and fighting, their minds were slightly dispersed, and the advantage they had finally gained was lost again, and the two sides reappeared in a stalemate.

"I said, I'll book a venue here, you guys get out!" Qin Haoxuan's voice was cold and arrogant.

The leader of the eight-person team snorted coldly, thinking that he was stalemate between the eight people and the five casual cultivators. If he annoyed Qin Haoxuan and Qin Haoxuan killed a killer to help the other casual cultivators, he would be in trouble. So although he was very unhappy, he still said in a negotiated tone: "If you have the ability to compete fairly, you will be yours."

"Okay!" Qin Haoxuan was waiting for this sentence. After looking at Xing, the two rushed forward, especially Xing, whose body was like a meteorite outside the sky, directly knocking a casual cultivator away.

"Crack!" A casual cultivator's neck was broken by Qin Haoxuan.

"Bang!" A casual cultivator's head was shattered.

"Damn!" A casual cultivator's head flew high, and blood spurted out from his broken neck.

"Crash!" A casual cultivator's heart was directly taken out by torture, and even jumped in his hand.

In the blink of an eye, four of the five scattered cultivators who had just fought with eight Taichu disciples were killed by Qin Haoxuan and Xing.

The remaining one scattered cultivator was besieged by eight Li Jing's younger brothers, and he would die tragically after one or two breaths. But Qin Haoxuan rushed up without hesitation, punched him in the head, and then took off the badge on his body: "I killed this person, and my merits are mine!"

These eight Li Jing's younger brothers stared at each other. What happened? We, Boss Li Jing, always robbed others of casual cultivators. Today, someone really dared to rob us Boss Li Jing's casual cultivators?

"What? Are you not convinced?" Qin Haoxuan put away his badge and looked at everyone, and said in his heart: Li Jing has been very embarrassed and hurting me in Taichu Sect. He robbed him of a few casual cultivators to ask him for some interest.

Binghan's eyes, powerful combat power, especially the cruel and direct killing methods of Qin Haoxuan and Xing just now, shocked them. They really didn't dare to blame anything. Qin Haoxuan could easily kill five casual cultivators who were equal to his eight people, and could also deal with him effortlessly.

Very bloody and violent.

Especially Qin Haoxuan, his whole body exuded a murderous aura like that of Shura, which made people dare not look directly at him.

After Qin Haoxuan put away the badge on the cultivator's body, he plundered the property of the cultivators under the greedy gaze of Li Jing. These cultivators had more than 7,000 lower third-grade spirit stones, and other scattered things, with a total value of more than 10,000 lower third-grade spirit stones.

Li Jing's younger brothers looked at each other. If these things were to fall into their hands and handed over to Li Jing, they would get a great contribution, but now they have become Qin Haoxuan's possession.

But they were unwilling to accept it, and no one dared to express their dissatisfaction.

After Qin Haoxuan packed up his property, he stared at Li Jing's younger brothers and said, "You go back and tell Li Jing that I will borrow this 20-mile radius of scattered cultivator, so don't send anyone here to get involved."

Qin Haoxuan glanced around and said that the eight little brothers Li Jing felt like they were cutting their bodies like a knife. They were so shocked that they almost fainted. In this area, the elders would not talk to Li Jing like this. Someone said this today? He was causing trouble for himself! Go back and tell Boss Li Jing, see if he can still be arrogant!

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In the evening, Qin Haoxuan and Xing, covered in blood, walked into the magic circle. Their crazy massacre today had spread among the disciples of the Taichu Sect. Seeing them walking in covered in blood, it was like seeing the Youquan Demon, with respect and fear in their eyes.

Ignoring the frightened eyes of the other disciples, and ignoring their whispers. Qin Haoxuan, who had reaped thirty lives and had a heavier evil spirit than when he left the house in the morning, walked straight into Ximen Sheng's camp with Xing.

After fighting for a day, Qin Haoxuan and Xing were covered with blood from the enemy. In order to take a leave soon, Qin Haoxuan didn't have time to wash up when he saw Xu Yu.

Seeing Qin Haoxuan and Xing covered in blood, as well as the strong murderous aura emitted from their bodies, Ximen Sheng was shocked and thought to himself: "Are they injured?"

Ximen Sheng looked carefully and found that there were no scars on both of them, and the blood was all from the enemy.

If you can splash such blood, you will never kill a single digit.

"Disciple Qin Haoxuan, pay homage to the deputy hall master." Qin Haoxuan, who had been killing Ximen Sheng for a whole day, unknowingly stimulated the bloody side of his temperament, tried his best to make himself polite and wanted to restrain his murderous aura, but his restraining skills had not yet reached home. In Ximen Sheng's eyes, Qin Haoxuan's words showed a sharp murderous intent. Even he, a cultivator in the Immortal Tree Realm, could not help but be frightened.

Of course, Ximen Sheng knew that Qin Haoxuan’s murderous aura was not coming to him, but was revealed naturally after killing many people.

The more Ximen Sheng thought about it, the more he felt that this was a good idea. As for Qin Haoxuan’s storage space such as Qiankun Talisman, isn’t that nonsense? Qin Haoxuan and his master may not have it.

As long as Qin Haoxuan can be kept, Ximen Sheng will be willing to do so.

After calculating the merits, Ximen Shengdao: "The merits that you have remembered in this month's flower labor totaled 3,200 points. Today you killed a total of 3,100 points of merits in the field, and a total of 6,300 points of merits on the battlefield."

After reporting this number, Ximen Sheng's eyelids twitched again, and he had 630,000 lower-grade third-grade spirit stones...

He quietly opened his Qiankun Talisman, counted 630,000 lower-grade third-grade spirit stones, and piled up half a tent: "Doctors performed well during this period, and they used up all the lower-grade second-grade spirit stones. Now there are only these lower-grade third-grade spirit stones left. Thank you for your hard work to take them away."
Chapter completed!