King of the Fairy City

As the vitality in the body circulates, green spiritual energy from heaven to earth enters the meridians through Ye Mo's mouth and nose.

This cyan spiritual energy of heaven and earth, under the control of Yuan Qi, uses the method described in "Xunfeng Sword Technique" to travel for a week, and then it will enter the Niwan Palace at the center of the eyebrow, and the prototype of the Xunfeng Yuanjian. blend together.

Ye Mo only practiced for a short period of time and found that the Xunfeng Sword Art was much easier to practice than the Ganglei Sword Art.

Not only is the cyan spiritual energy easy to absorb, but the spiritual energy circulates smoothly in the meridians.

One of the important reasons is actually the influence of the external environment.

There are nine kinds of spiritual energy in heaven and earth, which are divided into five elements, three strange ones and one dark one.

Because of different geographical locations, the intensity of spiritual energy in each place is also different. On the sea, in addition to water spiritual energy, the most abundant spiritual energy is wind spiritual energy, one of the three wonders.

It is precisely because of these two reasons that Ye Mo can practice the Xunfeng Sword Art much faster than the Ganglei Sword Art.

If you want to practice other different sword techniques, you can get twice the result with half the effort by finding some places with specific spiritual energy to practice.

The island where the trade fair is located is tens of thousands of miles away from the soul-raising tree. It is located between the blood sea battle zone and the neutral island. According to the speed of the boat he rented, it will take at least a long time to reach there. A sea area.

Ye Mo originally wanted to devote himself to training during this period, but unfortunately things didn't work out. Just one day later, four small ships of similar specifications appeared near his boat.

"I actually let them chase me again."

The four boats were aimed directly at Ye Mo.

No matter what, Ye Mo couldn't figure out why he was being followed by them again just one day after he had gotten rid of the monks who were following him.

Ye Mo didn't have time to think too much, the ships quickly approached. Fortunately, those ships were not equipped with attack weapons such as spiritual artillery, otherwise Ye Mo would have had no choice but to escape through water.

Four small boats and four monks, under the exploration of Ye Mo's spiritual consciousness, he quickly discovered the cultivation level of these people.

The boats moved forward side by side, and the two monks in the middle had surpassed Ye Mo and reached the seventh level of foundation building. The two monks next to him were on par with Ye Mo, and they also had the sixth level of foundation building.

Together, these four people are definitely a powerful force.

Ye Mo patted his abdomen, opened his mouth and spit out the Lightning Flying Sword. His figure disappeared from the deck of the boat and appeared between the two ships in a flash of lightning.

Whoosh, the four monks flew away from the boat, facing Ye Mo from afar, and did not choose to take action immediately.

"Hmph, Taoist friend is very skilled. He has made us miserable before." The leader of the monks, wearing black attire, looked at Ye Mo like a hawk.

It turned out that these four monks were the ones who were fooled by Ye Mo that day on the island where the trade fair was located.

These people's cultivation level is not lower than that of Ye Mo, but they have tried so hard, but they haven't even caught a hair on Ye Mo's head. At this moment, they are already very angry.

"What do I think is going on? It turns out that this boy is using a flying sword with a high-level thunder weapon. No wonder it is much faster than us."

Next to the well-dressed man, a young monk with a slightly chubby face and eyes narrowed into a thin line said.

The other three monks heard this and showed greedy expressions.

Not many monks in the Foundation Establishment stage can own high-level magic weapons. They are usually in the hands of monks at the peak of Foundation Establishment.

Fu Ranxin, whom Ye Mo met the last time he took a passenger ship, also had a high-level magic weapon by chance.

As for Shirakawa Jun, it is naturally because of his prominent family background.

The four monks who besieged Ye Mo are just ordinary monks. They have neither strong family background nor any good opportunities. The offensive magic weapons they have used so far are only mid-level magic weapons. As for the Royal Envoy His flying sword is even at the low-grade magic weapon level, which is two levels behind Ye Mo's flying sword.

It's no wonder that these monks, who were crazy about poverty, used their unique tracking skills to lock Ye Mo's energy tightly as soon as he left the trade fair, and followed him directly from Yuan's Immortal Town to this sea area.

The Black Strength Decorator's name was Zhao Xinyan. When he saw Ye Mo's calm face, he was slightly startled. He didn't know what the other party's confidence was. He was not afraid at all when faced with the siege of four Foundation Establishment Cultivators whose cultivation levels were only slightly higher than his.

Zhao Xinyan's patience was not very good, and he had the mentality that whoever exerted more power would get the bigger prize. He suddenly jumped out without saying a word, raised his right arm high, and a five-foot-long knife shining with a faint fire suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Fire Slash"

Zhao Xinyan roared loudly, and suddenly swung out two waves of flames with the long knife in his hand, blocking Ye Mo's dodge space.

The other three monks were all stunned, and quickly saw Zhao Xinyan's intention of grabbing the merit.

These four monks were all improvised and would not cooperate at all. If they went up together rashly, they would easily injure their own people. At this moment, they could only watch as Zhao Xinyan took the lead.

Seeing that Ye Mo was about to be cut in two by his long sword, Zhao Xinyan let out a ferocious laugh, as if he had seen countless spirit stones coming towards him.

Unexpectedly, when the long sword was slashed, Ye Mo in front of him suddenly turned into a shadow and was scattered by Zhao Xinyan. When he appeared again, he was already in the air about ten feet away behind him.

Zhao Xinyan exclaimed, and just as he was about to turn around and run away, a purple thunder net came over him.

Although Ye Mo's Thunder Net Technique is only a first-level thunder spell, it can now exert the power of a second-level spell.

In addition to being the most powerful lightning spell among all spells, the Thunder Net Technique is also related to the Gang Lei Yuan Sword in Ye Mo Niwan Palace.

Facing the terrifying crackling thunder net, Zhao Xinyan retreated continuously. With a pinch of the magic formula in his hand, a burst of flames swept out. Under his control, a big hand made of flames formed, and he slapped the thunder net with his palm.

Although the big flame hand was quickly cut into small fire balls by the thunder net and disappeared into the air, it also gave Zhao Xinyan a chance to breathe.

After a loud shout, Zhao Xinyan's body burst into flames, his speed suddenly increased by 30%, and he finally escaped from the scope of the thunder net.

Zhao Xinyan took a stern look at the thunder net that had lost its mana support and dissipated into clusters of electric sparks. Zhao Xinyan took a breath with lingering fear.

"Brother Zhao, be careful behind you."

An urgent call suddenly came from their ears, and the remaining three people finally realized that something was wrong, and couldn't help but fly over.

Zhao Xinyan also subconsciously slashed the long knife in his hand with his backhand. He heard a crisp "ding, ding" sound, and a flying sword wrapped with purple electric light was split open by him.

If he were even half a minute slower, Zhao Xinyan might be dead.

However, what he didn't expect was that another green flying sword suddenly flashed towards his neck.

Zhao Xinyan was shocked and was about to turn around and use his long knife to block the fatal blow, but his body stood frozen on the spot without any control, and his arms maintained the posture of slashing backwards, unable to retract the long knife to defend. .

It was only at this moment that Zhao Xinyan noticed that when he blocked the flying purple flying sword with his long knife, the purple arc in the flying sword also followed his long knife and paralyzed him in place.

"Chi"

Ye Mo's cyan flying sword just circled around Zhao Xinyan's neck and then returned to him.

Under the continuous exclamations of the other three people, Zhao Xinyan's eyes widened and he watched his body gradually go away. In the end, his eyesight went dark and he knew nothing.

In just a few breaths, Ye Mo easily killed the seventh-level monk who was one level higher than himself.

The remaining three monks turned pale when they saw how easily Ye Mo killed Zhao Xinyan, the highest among them.

Because this was their first cooperation, the four monks didn't actually know each other well, so they didn't rashly join forces to attack Ye Mo. Instead, Ye Mo seized the opportunity to counterattack.

The two monks on the sixth floor of the foundation looked at each other and retreated.

Another seventh-level foundation-building monk seemed to have noticed the thoughts of his two companions. Although the fear in his heart was not much less than theirs, he still had the courage to say:

"Fellow Daoist Zhao must have been careless and fell for this kid. No matter how powerful he is, his cultivation is only at the sixth level of foundation building. The three of us join forces, are we still afraid of him?"

This foundation-building monk is called Han Gao. He has a strong build and a ferocious face. He is an evil cultivator from the southern island group in the neutral sea area. He is cruel and violent. He has a reputation for being evil in the sea area where he is located. He came here specially to participate in this event. A trade fair was held because I had recently obtained a bottle of tracking potion and wanted to find one or two targets to kill and seize the treasure.

Before the trade fair started, he had bribed a trade fair guard to help find a suitable person at the fair, and sprinkled the medicine on the person so that he could track the person after the trade fair ended.

Ye Mo's performance at the venue was enough to shock everyone. The auction price of more than two million was reported without hesitation.

In a place like a neutral island, it is extremely dangerous to reveal your money. Although Ye Mo has already learned this from Cheng Jingshan and others, he still can't help but take action when faced with the soul-fixing bead that he has been chasing for many days. .

Ye Mo originally thought that his identity was recognized because he was careless and did not change the clothes he wore at the trade fair. In fact, the guard who was bribed by Han Gao helped pass on the golden elixir ghost cultivator locator. At that time, the tracking potion had been secretly sprinkled by him.

Because of this, even though Ye Mo used his advanced sword-controlling skills to temporarily escape the initial pursuit of Han Gao and his group, and even sailed away from the island, Han Gao and his group still found him and followed him by boat. come over.

"You two Taoists, please think carefully. Not only does this person have more than two million spiritual stones, he even has two high-level magic weapons. With such a rich net worth, do you want to let him go?"

Han Gao said gloomily.

"What's the use of being rich? This person's sword control skills are so good. He must have practiced advanced sword techniques. Let's not talk about how sure the three of us are of getting rid of this person and taking away the many treasures from him. From the profound sword skills he practiced, it can be seen that this person's background is probably extremely profound.

I guess he is a certain young master from a big cultivating family. If he kills this person and is tracked down by the family forces behind him, how should we deal with it? "

A horse-faced monk said with an uneasy expression.

"Family power, a joke"

Han Gao snorted coldly and said, "In such a vast sea area, there are few human traces. After we killed him, we destroyed his body and wiped out all traces. Even if the Nascent Soul stage monk came here in person, how could he possibly find out that it was us?"