Global Martial Arts: I Have a World of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 172 Changes in March, locking in the insider

Three months later.

late at night.

The junction of Yan State and Yun State.

Thousand Burial Plains.

Xu Xuan controlled a flying sword that was as big as a door panel and was a spiritual weapon, and he kept attacking a monk who was in the early stages of foundation building.

Although the opponent is not weak in strength and has all the best offensive and defensive weapons, no matter what he takes out, he can't stop him from crushing him with a casual sword.

In just a moment, the opponent's defensive shield was shattered by a sword, followed by a flash of sword light. Before the opponent could react, his entire body was instantly crushed and exploded.

Xu Xuan rolled up the opponent's storage bag and fallen magic weapon with a burst of magic power, then flicked his finger, and a fire bullet talisman flew out, burning the opponent's corpse into ashes.

After expertly cleaning up the battlefield, he hid in the darkness and waited silently.

About a quarter of an hour later, several sneaky Qi-training monks approached cautiously, planning to see if there was anything they could miss. At this moment, a sword light flew out from the darkness and swept around the monks. However, the latter had no time to react. The shield on his body was like paper, and his body was chopped into several pieces.

Xu Xuan cleaned up the scene again and continued to squat.

After he killed Jiang Songnian, who was possessed by the old blood spirit demon, he passed through the Yuan Yue Kingdom, all the way to the west, passed through many countries, and came directly to the Yan Kingdom.

In the current situation, monks from various countries have been recruited, and even most casual monks have participated in this war. Therefore, the most prosperous and lively place is the border area between the two countries.

Driven by the war, there were countless exchange meetings here, and various auctions were held every three days.

In addition, the probability of finding various spiritual objects that were rarely seen in the past is greatly increased here.

As a result, the border land between the two countries has attracted more and more monks and caravans. As for other countries belonging to the two forces, even some old-established immortal cultivation cities, it is difficult to have them at this stage. How popular.

Xu Xuan discovered this situation, so he did not stop at the fairy cities and square cities in some countries along the way, but came directly to the territory of Yan Kingdom.

After arriving here, he changed his appearance, changed his name to Yang Yu, and joined the war with his cultivation in the early stages of mana foundation building.

At this time, Xu Xuan was located in one of the main battlefields of Qianji Sect and Shenxiao Dao Sect, located in the buffer area specially set aside outside the border formation between the two countries.

This place was originally a beautiful prairie called Shigu, but the long-term war and the fighting between the monks from the two sides have long turned this green and lush prairie into a wasteland of ruins and changed its name to Thousand Burial Plains. .

Now the wasteland is full of potholes and rocky forests, and the terrain has completely changed.

Usually during the day, the alchemy monks from both sides would occasionally fight each other, but at night, this place became a stage where Qi training and foundation-building monks came and went. Everyone was a hunter, but at the same time, Is someone else's prey.

In this wasteland, apart from truly reliable companions, even monks from the same camp cannot be completely trusted.

Naturally, Xu Xuan didn't need any companions. After he came to this battlefield, he walked alone, but he was like a fish in water, and he quickly adapted to the environment.

During the day, he would set up a stall or participate in exchange meetings, and at night, he would go to this wasteland to hunt down the monks of the Shenxiao Dao Sect to earn merit.

Every monk who participated in the battle did not have to worry about mistakenly identifying ourselves as the enemy.

On the Thousand Machines Sect, every monk's identity will be recorded, and then they will receive a mechanism token that can only be refined once. This token is what distinguishes ourselves from the enemy. When monks from the same camp are close to each other, they can still distinguish each other. Distinguish camps through token induction.

Moreover, this token also has the function of taking a photo. When killing an enemy monk, it can actively record a photo as evidence of meritorious deeds.

Since Xu Xuan joined as a monk who built his magic power, after getting familiar with it, he quickly adapted to the fighting method of not using martial arts, but only using magic power to fight the enemy.

At an auction, he spent a huge amount of money to purchase the door-panel giant sword he is currently using that has reached the level of a spiritual weapon. This sword is made of adamantite iron. It is heavy, sharp, and as strong as a magic weapon. It can also attack The enemy has a terrifying effect of crushing and crushing properties.

However, the only drawback is that when this sword is used, mana consumption is very serious, and monks with weaker mana in the early stages of foundation building cannot sustain it for long.

However, Xu Xuan felt that it was very suitable. The five elements of magic power in his body were extremely strong. Even if he could fight with this sword for an hour, it would be very easy.

Ever since he obtained this sword, when he fought with others, he often only needed to slash them with one sword in the air. Ordinary foundation-building monks could not catch them at all. Even the best defensive magic weapons would be shattered by one sword, just like the previous encounter. Like a foundation-building monk, he ended up being shattered into pieces.

With only the power of this sword and his strong magic power, Yang Yu, the pseudonym of Xu Xuan, gained a lot of attention in a short period of time, especially when he escaped from the pursuit of a late-stage foundation-building monk. , and even has a great reputation.

In this border battlefield, Xu Xuan needs reputation and strength. With these, no matter what he does, it will be much more convenient.

During this period of time, whether he was looking for some rare spiritual objects or unused trophies, he didn't have to worry about finding a way, and it was also convenient for him to get information about some hard-to-find things.

In the days since arriving on the battlefield, Xu Xuan has already collected less than half of the materials that Xu Xuan will lay out for the traction formation in the future. If this was only accumulated slowly in Yundian City, at least a year and a half would be wasted.

There was no battlefield where the Danjie monks appeared. Xu Xuan had a lot less worries. He was not as cautious as other monks. Once a battle broke out, he would immediately stay away from the place after it was over and look for a safe place to recover his mana, for fear of being picked up. So cheap.

Xu Xuan is different. Every time he moves at night, his favorite thing is to stay in one place several times like this. He will only change places when no one comes out of curiosity.

After all, his magic power is just a cover-up for him. In terms of true strength, at this stage, as long as he is not a pill-forming monk, he has the confidence to win or even kill the opponent.

Xu Xuan, who was hiding in the darkness, used his breath-containing technique to the extreme, and his whole body was like a stubborn stone.

This time, he only waited for a moment before he felt a powerful spiritual consciousness sweep across the area where he was, and then a figure rushed towards him in the distance.

When this person was running, he unabashedly released the coercion that reached the perfect level of foundation building. Before he got close, this person patted his storage bag and took out a gourd-shaped magic weapon. Under the influence of his magic power, He aimed at several places where he could hide his figure, which happened to include the place where Xu Xuan was and the surrounding area of ​​several feet.

The next moment, a large number of blue spiritual energy balls flew out of the gourd and fell towards those areas.

Xu Xuan sighed secretly, realizing that this strange foundation builder was definitely coming for him, and he was well prepared.

He casually input mana into a silver page he carried, and three translucent shields suddenly appeared around him, constantly rotating around him.

boom!
The surrounding spiritual energy balls fell and exploded, releasing a dazzling blue light, each covering an area of ​​dozens of feet.However, the power of this spiritual power ball was only average, and it only caused the shield on Xu Xuan's body, activated by the silver medal talisman, to shake slightly.

"Yang Yu! You insidious rat is really here, give my brother his life! Die!"

The attacking Ji Zhu didn't care at all whether the previous attack had hurt Xu Xuan. His purpose seemed to be to find Xu Xuan.

At this moment, after seeing Xu Xuan being forced to appear from somewhere in the darkness, he immediately drove a flying sword that had also reached the level of a spiritual weapon with anger on his face and slashed towards Xu Xuan's location.

The power released by this spiritual weapon in the hands of the Foundation Establishment Perfection monk should not be underestimated. Before it fell, it released countless rays of light, and then the sword light split into two, two into four, four into eight...

In less than a breath, the flying sword transformed into hundreds of sword lights. These sword lights kept buzzing, and each one felt no less than a full-strength strike from an ordinary foundation-building monk.

And all the sword lights were locked on Xu Xuan, and they fell overwhelmingly.

'Unfortunately, there is definitely a mole among the people responsible for recording meritorious deeds in Qianji Sect. '

Xu Xuan cursed secretly. It seemed that this person was here seeking revenge. He also knew that he was used to squatting, but few of his own monks knew about his habit of squatting. After all, all the enemy monks who fell into his hands were dead. , so the opponent probably learned about his habit from the kill photos he submitted.

Xu Xuan suspected that a monk from the Qianji Sect who was responsible for checking the photos and recording his merits had sold this information about him, otherwise the other party would not have come up and used the gourd weapon to test and search for him, and firmly identified him.

But there is no need to worry about this matter now. Facing the dense sword light, Xu Xuan snorted coldly, but he looked calm and not even a trace of nervousness.

Seeing Xu Xuan's expression, the attacker's expression changed slightly. He was secretly wary and wanted to take something out of the storage bag.

But at this moment, two blood shadows rushed to him from the left and right behind him, and then they wrapped themselves around him.

The attacker secretly said that it was not good, but it was too late. The next moment, he screamed and his whole body was torn into pieces in an instant.

And as soon as he died, the hundreds of sword lights that lost control and mana output all collapsed and turned into dots of light, falling and dissipating like a meteor shower.

The flying sword, which had also reached the level of a spiritual weapon, let out a soft cry, fell from the sky, and was stuck on the ground.

Xu Xuan used magic to roll up the flying sword and the opponent's storage bag, while the clone used a fire bomb to burn the opponent to ashes.

After collecting the duplicate body and the real body of Qi and blood, he jumped up, flashed into the darkness, and disappeared into the vast wasteland in the blink of an eye.

This time, the monk who had perfected his foundation was targeted by this accident. He did not plan to continue hunting the enemy monks tonight.

Judging from the opponent's strength and the flying sword, this person might have some background. In order to avoid accidents, Xu Xuan decided to go back to his own camp first and find out the opponent's origins.

An hour later, Xu Xuan checked his identity, passed through his own formation, and returned to the Qianji Sect's camp.

Due to the extremely long battle front, what he returned to at this time could actually be regarded as a large rectangular city.

And such cities and towns, along the border, are almost one next to another, forming a chain of operations.

Each city is guarded by a large array, and there are also alchemy monks stationed there.

As soon as Xu Xuan came back, he first went to the merit record and exchange point in Fang City where he was currently located.

During the time he came to the front line, apart from participating in some exchange meetings or auctions, he basically spent his daily activities in this market.

The person in charge of the merit record exchange point is all Qianji Sect disciples, and there is more than one person.

After Xu Xuan arrived, he took out the token and handed it over as usual, and quietly observed every Qianji Sect disciple present.

When he killed the hostile Foundation Establishment Perfection monk before, he didn't turn on the token photo function, so he didn't have to worry about exposing anything.

There were three Thousand Machines Sect disciples present, two monks in the late stage of Qi training, and a steward named Fan Xian in the early stage of Foundation building.

After seeing Xu Xuan, nothing changed about the two monks who were in the late stages of Qi training. However, Fan Xian's eyes flickered a little, obviously with a hint of surprise, and then he quickly covered it up. If Xu Xuan hadn't observed carefully, he would have looked at him normally. Won't notice.

After Fan Xian returned to normal, he stared at the playback of the photo in the token without blinking, as if he was seriously assessing Xu Xuan's ability to kill the monk.

"Fellow Daoist Yang has extraordinary courage. I admire you." After checking, Fan Xian seemed to praise him as usual, and then reported: "Fellow Daoist killed a monk in the early stage of foundation building today, and I have thirty merit points. There are six Qi cultivators in total, including three in the middle stage and three in the later stage, with fifteen points of merit."

After he finished his report, the Qianji Sect disciple who was in the late stage of Qi training next to him recorded this.

After Fan Xian took it and checked it, he handed the token back to Xu Xuandao: "Do you have any doubts about Fellow Daoist Yang? If there is no problem, I will record it as such."

"Fan Dao has a friendly eye and there is no problem."

Xu Xuan had a good idea of ​​the strength of the monks he had killed, and after confirming that they were all correct, he picked up the token and left.

After he turned around, a cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Fan Xian's reaction at the beginning was unmistakable. In addition, he had suspicions and based on his intuition, there was basically nothing wrong with this person. There was something wrong with this person.

Xu Xuan always believed in his intuition. He didn't need any evidence. He had already concluded in his heart that Fan Xian must have betrayed his information.

'There's always an opportunity. '

Xu Xuan secretly kept his grudge in his heart and went all the way back to a small courtyard where he lived. He first set up a set of formation flags and sealed off the residence. Then he went to the training room and took out all the storage bags he got tonight, one by one. After cracking it, he fell to the ground and began to look for something useful to him.

Xu Xuan will receive all the spiritual materials needed to pull the formation into a storage bag specially designed to collect the formation materials, followed by spiritual stones, magic weapons, elixirs and other items.

He picks and picks, putting whatever he can use into his storage bag, and storing whatever he doesn't need to sell.

(End of this chapter)