Yu Qingyao''s beautiful face was surprised. In addition to the three evils, there were people who could silently approach her so close.

    Mu Wanrong was also surprised and couldn''t help but look at the young man who suddenly appeared.

    Li Daochong shot all the way, and qianyin ran away. He came here for only tens of seconds. His breath was restrained and quiet like a light. If he wanted to detect his existence, he would not be aware of it without the strength of his mind above the peak.

    Song Yuansong turned his face and saw a handsome young monk in a purple long shirt on the emptiness just now.

    Song Yuansong''s eyes flickered. He was very strange. There was no such person in his memory.

    "What? Taoist friends like this knife?" song Yuansong asked with great interest while playing with the knife in his hand.

    "That''s the weapon of a friend of mine." Li Daochong said softly, unable to see the slightest emotional wave.

    "Friend?" song Yuansong was surprised, so he looked at Mu Wanrong and asked, "Wanrong, do you know this Taoist friend?"

    Mu Wanrong''s eyebrow was slightly provoked. This knife was obtained by killing a contestant in the No. 2 imperial capital a few months ago. It took some time. Although she hasn''t fully mastered this knife, the part that can be controlled at present is very practical. This knife has very strong passive defense.

    Even super masters such as song Yuansong and Yu Qingyao struggle to cope with the fog in the dead swamp, and they can''t even stop it completely.

    But she can use this knife to completely isolate the fog from herself. The weak toxicity of the dead swamp has little effect on her.

    The level of this Dao is definitely not low. With the passage of time, the competition will become more and more cruel. One more guarantee is one more possibility to improve the ranking.

    In this jiuxuan divine world, what you grab is your own. That''s how the competition rules are set.

    "I don''t know." Mu Wanrong''s voice was slightly cold. He didn''t know his origin. He couldn''t see the famous Dao. He was very likely to win the treasure.

    When song Yuansong didn''t know him, his eyes narrowed. He was not a little white in the cultivation world. His thoughts coincided with Mu Wanrong''s thoughts.

    There are many practitioners who make excuses to seize treasure. This trick is not new.

    "Taoist friend, I''m sorry that the owner of this knife doesn''t know you. Where do you start? The dead swamp is very dangerous. It''s not early. Please help yourself, Taoist friend. Song won''t send it." Song Yuan was relieved and changed slightly.

    From the beginning of his appearance, Li Daochong kept looking at the silver moon knife in Song Yuansong''s hand, which he gave to the silver bottle.

    Maybe the magic weapon looks similar, but he added the holy stripe on the silver moon knife later. This knife has been following the silver bottle for several years, and the aura fluctuation and taste of the silver bottle have long been left on it.

    So he can''t admit his mistake.

    "Your friend is not the owner of this knife. Please give me this knife. This knife has special usage and it''s useless for you to keep it." Li Daochong said calmly.

    At this time, Li Daochong''s mind had gone deep into the blade and wanted to find clues about the silver bottle. As for everyone present, he didn''t pay attention at all.

    "Taoist friend, if you say it''s not, is it not? According to what you say, can song also say that the magic weapon of friend is not yours, but song''s friend''s. Now please take it out and return it?" song Yuansong was a little impatient.

    Hoo!

    Li Daochong''s figure suddenly disappeared in the void.

    Yu Qingyao, song Yuansong and Mu Wanrong have big eyes. None of them can see how this person moves.

    However, in half a blink of an eye, the purple shirt youth appeared in front of song, yuan and song song.

    Pop!

    Song Yuansong didn''t respond. The long knife in his hand disappeared. Looking again, he was already in the Purple Shirt Youth''s hand.

    As if nothing had happened, Li Daochong took a long knife and observed carefully. There were at least three faint auras left on it in addition to the breath of the silver bottle.

    In other words, in the past half a year in the jiuxuan divine world, this knife has passed through the hands of at least three people except the silver bottle.

    A cold light flashed in Li Daochong''s eyes. Something really happened to the silver vase. Was he forced to stay at the resurrection point and dare not come out?

    After reading the flash, Li Daochong looked up at the distance. It is said that the resurrection point is in a very special area of the jiuxuan divine world.

    The distance from the nine imperial capitals is exactly the same.

    If you can''t feel the breath of the silver bottle at the resurrection point, it makes sense.

    As soon as Li Daochong''s pupils shrink, how can he ignore the resurrection point these days?

    "Taoist friend, are you going to rob?" Song Yuan song song''s eyes showed anger, and his whole body turned Linggang.

    Song Yuansong is most afraid of losing face in front of women. Although he is afraid of the purple shirt youth in front of him, after all, the other party is incredibly fast, but his breath is not strong.

    The fast speed is mostly due to the cultivation of some advanced evasion, or the blessing of Xuantian spirit pulse. It''s no wonder that the contestants who can enter the finals have one or two powerful magical powers regardless of their cultivation level.

    Li Daochong, who was thinking about it, was pulled back to reality by song Yuansong''s words. He looked up and said faintly, "where do you start to rob when things return to their original owners?"

    "Taoist friend, song has just said that what you say is yours is yours. In this way, as long as you say that everything in the world is yours, it will be yours. Put down the knife. Otherwise, don''t blame song for being rude." the Linggang cyclone on song Yuansong is becoming more and more violent.

    Li Daochong frowned and was about to open his mouth. He was cold behind him, flashed away in a flash, and a silver light rushed past.

    Mu Wanrong made a sneak attack directly behind her. A senhan flying sword passed through the air, as fast as lightning.

    If Li Daochong hadn''t possessed the magic power of qianyin Dun, he would have been worn through.

    Yu Qingyao always hated friars who robbed treasures for no reason. Seeing Mu Wanrong''s hand, he did not hesitate to follow it. Countless three inch bee needles turned into needle rain and shot at Li Daochong.

    Although these bee needles are powerful, they are of little use in front of Li Daochong''s ultra-high speed.

    Li Daochong dodged the flying sword and disappeared again in an instant. When he reappeared, he was already above the 1000 meter high void.

    Mu Wanrong and Yu Qingyao are the top ten super geniuses in their empire''s arrogance list. There is no doubt about their strength. They are not generally strong. In the eyes of most young friars, they are demons or perverts. They can kill them with their hands and feet.

    The two shot at the same time, or sneak attack.

    I didn''t succeed.

    If you can''t see the sudden emergence of the purple young man is unusual, they don''t need to have this arrogant identity.

    Song Yuansong naturally saw that Li Daochong was unusual and was a little scared, but now he was on the line and had to do it.

    The two female nuns have already made a move. The three of them work together. If he counsels, he won''t have to mix up in the future.

    Li Daochong just appeared in the air. Song and Yuan song Linggang seemed to burn, and there was a long bronze sword in his hand.

    The Song family is a descendant of a super sword sect in ancient times. The whole family is sword cultivation.