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Chapter 5 Starting with Magic Art

The leaves sway and the moon is cold.

The waves are sparkling and flowing thousands of miles away.

Middle-aged man lies on the ground.

Not only did his arms be scrapped, but his cultivation was also scrapped, and his tendons were broken. He was completely scrapped.

"It's cruel and poisonous!" The middle-aged man's forehead was covered with cold sweat, "How could you be so cold and cruel at a young age?"

Qiye squatted down and pulled the corner of his mouth: "I have all dozens of people in my family. Do you know that I am almost crazy, I am really crazy!"

He licked his lips, revealing a bloodthirsty look: "I want to take revenge. I want to slaughter all the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, kill Guangyuehua Sect, kill the Jinguang Temple, and kill all the outsiders in the city. But I can't do it, and I can't. I can only endure it, endure it, endure it, I will go crazy!"

The middle-aged man trembled.

He could see that Qiye was on the verge of madness.

Such characters are the most terrifying because they can do anything, even if they eat his meat the next moment.

Qiye exhaled a breath of turbid air: "It feels better! Tell me, who are you? Who is behind you?"

"I can't say anything, no need to ask, it's just a waste of time!"

The middle-aged man closed his eyes as he spoke.

"Your cultivation level was destroyed just now, and I just shouted bitterly, which shows that you are determined and wanting to question it, it is unlikely to be possible in a short period of time!" Qiye's voice was very soft, "Why would I be targeted when I return Xingye? The Demon Swallowing Technique is not in my hands, and I don't know where it is. Do you want to force Jun Mei through me? Did my cousin die for this reason?"

"It shouldn't be!"

"If Jun Lei threatens Jun Mei, how could he kill him?"

Qiye stared at the middle-aged man, and his tone paused, and continued, "Are you from Jinguang Temple? They are a bunch of bald donkeys, your hair is still there. Yuehua Sect? Impossible. Divine Sword Sect? You carry a knife, it is possible."

"Your cultivation level in the fourth step of martial arts has opened up the Ren and Du meridians, and is also an extraordinary person. If you can command you to just watch me, the power behind you should be extraordinary!"

"However, there are only so many major forces in the world!"

"Let me guess!"

"The Tianhuo Sect in Quezhou? King Zhennan?"

"Yunshui Pavilion in Shuizhou?"

"The King of Zhenbei in Wuzhou? The Seven Emotions Palace?"

"Wanjian Sect in Muzhou?"

"The King of Zhendong in Longzhou?"

"Xuantian Sect in Jinzhou?"

"And the Blood Shadow Building? Demon Sect?"

"Sky Guard?"

Under the reflection of Qiye's mind, he clearly saw the other person's expression, his heart beat, and his breathing rhythm.

"The distant forces are unlikely!"

"Nearby, the Golden Light Temple, Yuehua Sect, and the Divine Sword Sect in Huozhou!"

"There is also the Nanwang Mansion of Quezhou Town, Tianhuo Sect, which is close to Huozhou!"

"The nearest one is the patrol guard!"

"You are from Zhennan Prince's Mansion!"

Qiye shouted suddenly!

The other party's heartbeat suddenly hit a beat faster, and his breathing was slightly heavier for a moment.

The middle-aged man's eyelids moved, obviously in shock, he wanted to open it but forced himself to hold it back.

"How could it be the Zhennan Prince's Mansion?"

Qiye frowned.

"Even if the power of Zhennan King invaded Ping'an County, I shouldn't know that I returned home. I only had one day to target me. There was only one possibility that the power in the city had surrendered to King Zhennan King and became his eyeliner! Just why were I targeted me? There was no reason, no reason!"

Qiye thought for a moment, then he pierced his throat and killed the opponent with one sword, retracted the flying knife, and then kicked it into the river, and was rolled by waves and went downstream.

During the day, he and Liang Cheng retrace Junmei's return route, just to try to find the parchment that the other party got but never took out.

Under the reflection of his mind, he found a picture in the old beggar's arms, and there were handwriting on it, so he confirmed a few points at that time.

This is the night operation.

If it weren't for picking up the parchment, how could he kill the middle-aged man?

"Even if the forces behind middle-aged people are alarmed, it is worth it!"
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