Cultivating Immortality: Start by burying corpses in a border town and become proficient!

"Master Du, something seems a little wrong! This person seems to be from our side?"

In the divided and enclosed space, Tong Wenrong's voice reached Du En's ears, and he seemed surprised and at a loss.

The reason is very simple. For Zhao Hong, he can only sleep but cannot kill him now!

Because the city defense system is able to identify ourselves and the enemy, it will independently determine the identity, and further unlock and lock restrictions based on identity, position and other circumstances.

Basically, there will be no mistakes, unless it is tampered with from the top down, from the sect, or from the outside in, destroyed or infiltrated by a hostile immortal sect.

But now that the city lord Tong Wenrong has just been screened, and Meng Changqing has begun to pay attention to it, this additional possibility can be ignored.

In other words, the reason why Zhao Hong can be trapped now is just because he left his post without permission and violated the rules.

After all, it's not a position like a traveler who can walk around and infiltrate.

Therefore, if Zhao Hong sneaks into the inner city, or even to the level of the city lord's palace, then the crime will be even more serious, so serious that Tong Wenrong can directly suppress and kill him with the city defense!

In this way, Zhao Hong and the others would naturally not risk going deep and throw themselves into a trap.

Even in the current situation, he is actually throwing himself into a trap.

"It's an insider."

Duan answered calmly and firmly.

Just, if you want to scare me, you should make up something good.

Hearing this, Tong Wenrong hesitated to speak, hesitated to speak, began to calm down, and began to feel regretful, but now, it seems that he has boarded the ship here, and he can only grit his teeth and hold on.

The conversation between the two people here had just temporarily stopped when a sword light suddenly lit up, illuminating Du En's face.

Found!

So fast.

With Du En thinking this, he could only choose to avoid it first. Amidst the explosion, his figure was exposed from the darkness.

At this moment, Zhao Hong, who had also appeared on the street with a stern and cold face, couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"Duane?"

The surprise quickly dissipated, he sneered and said: "So that's it, you are really fast, not much slower than us, and you also quickly hooked up with the higher-ups here!"

"Ren Li's senior brother?"

Upon hearing this, Du En immediately guessed the identity of the other party based on various circumstances.

To be honest, he originally thought that this stupid strategy of waiting and waiting would be a protracted battle, but he didn't expect that he would be rewarded so quickly, and he was waiting for it before he spent the night.

Now that this is the case, you can understand why this is the case.

Because the disciples of the great monk Yunyi have great internal conflicts and fight fiercely with each other. Even if they come together now, they will definitely be in intrigues.

In fact, this was the case. Zhao Hong chose to go out alone and plan his own little move.

But now, he did not refute or deny Du En's words. Facing the reality of being divided and isolated, he showed no fear at all. Instead, he was full of momentum, like a sword clanging, with its edge directly exposed!

"The matter has come to an end. You and I both know why. So, I don't need to engage in any fancy intrigues anymore. Let's just judge the outcome based on strength and determine the future!"

As he said this, he was eager to give it a try. He couldn't help but smile on his cold face, looking very war-loving.

I am quite confident, even if I accidentally fall into a trap at this moment, I don't think I will lose.

So there is no need to deny or refute it!

Du En did not deny his power, because as the edge became stronger, Zhao Hong's whole body seemed to turn into a sword, standing proudly and shaking the wind and clouds.

"Sword cultivator?"

"That's right!"

Zhao Hong let out a long roar, and like the sound of swords, rays of sword light suddenly appeared and rushed toward Du En.

Sword and shadow spectroscopy, top-grade spells, a small achievement!

Faced with such an offensive, Du En was not careless and rushed to meet it. Suddenly, the sky was full of wind and sand, covering Ying Fanshu.

The sword light cut through the wind and the sand, but was also broken by the wind and shattered by the sand.

The spells on both sides quickly died together and eliminated each other without a trace.

"Okay! As expected of a genius who showed up early and was one step ahead of others. Even if I am two small levels higher than you in cultivation, I still can't gain the slightest advantage in a regular fight!"

Zhao Hong said coldly, not in admiration, but full of murderous intent, and even felt that he needed to cut off the roots in advance to prevent him from growing into a towering tree that could block and engulf his own light!

News leaked out so fast.

That's all Duane thought.

His Ice Breath Technique is still maintained. To outsiders, it seems that he is in the early stage of the Golden Elixir. Even if he just mismatched a move, it should not make Zhao Hong so confident and his murderous intention even more intense.

The thoughts are spinning, and the hands are not slow.

The huge cannon that had achieved some success suddenly crashed towards Zhao Hong, bringing with it a rumbling sound. The shadow shrouded and gradually grew larger, creating a great sense of oppression.

Zhao Hong didn't even raise his head.

Clang, clang, clang!

The sound of swords sounded again.

The white Gengjin sword energy suddenly condensed and turned into a five-foot-long sword, facing him head-on without evading or dodging.

Gengjin sword energy, high-grade magic, small achievements!

The two died together again, no, because the Gengjin was so strong that even a fraction of it broke through the cannon, came to Du En, and was burned to death by a flash of golden flames.

His expression remained calm, and he only said: "Are you ready?"

There was an invisible calmness in these words, which made Zhao Hong's smile grow colder.

But the handful of magic weapons floating in the air forced him to pay attention.

Four hundred third-grade high-quality magic weapons, emitting spiritual light and sharp rays, surrounded all directions, swimming non-stop without bumping, like a school of bloodthirsty fish, showing the exquisite control of the owner.

"Haha! It is better to cut off one finger than to hurt ten fingers. You are very confident, so you come to me first, which is naturally a very correct choice, but the only thing you are wrong about is that I am stronger than you think! I am stronger than you!"

Zhao Hong seemed to have misunderstood something. While speaking loudly, his magic power suddenly contracted and gathered, his golden elixir trembled continuously, and his cultivation was concentrated in one sword.

This is the sword cultivator, this is his natal magic sword, this is the ultimate Wuhui Yujianshu!

It is one level higher than the Baiyushu, and it is the upper version of the Yujianshu of the same level of Yuqi category, specializing in one Dao. In terms of single-body accuracy and power, it can be said to crush the Baiyushu.

And!

The sword is out without regret, just to kill people!

Pure sword cultivation method, the killing power of the same level can be ranked among the strongest!

No more clanging swords, only exploding cold light, the tip of the sword has penetrated the curtain of the magic weapon, instantly shattering twenty of them, and now it has come to Du En's face, ready to take his life!

His tough and spiritual eyes reflected the sharp edge of the sword tip, and he actually felt sore and swollen.

But Du En's expression remained unchanged, and he calmly responded to the changes in the situation.

Control the weapon!

Self-destruct!

Go straight to Zhao Hong!

He has a strong spiritual body and supernatural powers, this sword can't kill him.

But what about you?

Under the group of self-destructing magic weapons, all the killing power is now concentrated on one sword, and there is no other defense. How can you stop my magic weapon from self-destructing?