I really want to be a cook

It's just that because the words discussed in the exercise are mysterious and mysterious, few people can understand this exercise, so they have been put on the shelf.

But according to the mysterious theorem that the more the ashes are eaten, the more powerful the effect will be.

This technique finally showed its true brilliance in Yaochen's hands.

Yao Chen devoted himself to cultivating hard and seldom made a move, but he was able to get 32nd in the list of grandmasters from the Thirteen Kingdoms.

The reason is that he made several shots, and all the enemies he faced were strong opponents, and the battle scenes were even more neat.

It's just that the big handprint of the void falls, and the enemy will be torn apart if they can't stop it, and there is no room for negotiation.

Because of this, Yaochen was not willing to take action easily.

This move is too strong, and it hurts Tianhe too much.

But facing Qiye, even though he had already attached great importance to this opponent, after making the move, he realized that he still underestimated him.

Facing Yaochen's move of Void Mahamudra, Qiye's eyes revealed a gleam.

Zheng!

A sharp sword piercing the eardrum suddenly sounded.

Qiye pulled out his hand and waved it back, bloody radiance sprinkled on the long sword, and the air wall that was still indestructible just now seemed to be completely pierced by silver needles, densely packed with air holes.

"go!"

With a low shout, Qiye pushed Jiang Ping behind him.

Jiang Ping didn't know what to do just now, but he felt a huge force pushing him into the air, and then he seemed to bump into a soft wall like a spring, and passed through without much effort.

At this moment, he is far away from the center of the battle.

And because Qiye helped Jiang Ping stay away from the battlefield, the fleeting opportunity was completely delayed, and the void wall that was easily pierced just now condensed again, pressing harder and harder.

"Is there still time to take care of others?"

Yao Chen suddenly felt that the indifferent young man in front of him was actually not as cold as he imagined.

After all, how cold can a person who can put the lives of others before himself be?

He even had the slightest thought of stopping.

However, once this move was made, he could send it but not receive it, and forcibly retracted it, but he suffered backlash. He is not so stupid.

Even if I take advantage of you.

Yao Chen sighed silently, and at the same time, the movements of his hands remained unchanged, the innate zhenqi in his body poured out, like a mighty river, brilliant and unstoppable.

The void in all directions was as heavy as a mountain, and Qiye felt as if she had fallen into a swamp at the moment, unable to move an inch, and even the long sword in her hand became weak.

There are also hidden sharp edges behind the void, although they are not obvious, they are dangerous enough.

There was still no fluctuation on Qiye's face, even a little too calm.

Just when everyone thought he was helpless, he saw an extremely bright sword light suddenly shine from his hand, accompanied by a soft chant, resounding in all directions:

"Draw the sword and cut the sky!"

One of the Ten Skills of the Demon Sect, the art of drawing the sword and cutting the sky.

There is only one move, one move to draw the sword, one move to kill, but this move is extremely strong and sharp, and the sword is invincible!

Of course, the aftereffects of the Magic Gate technique are also leveraged.

That is, this sword is close to the sword of heaven, the deeper the skill is, the emotions in people's hearts will be obliterated, until finally turning oneself into a ruthless and desireless sword, cutting everything.

But at that time, people are no longer people, they can only be regarded as slaves of the sword.

What the hell!

The sword light was like a bright moon, dazzled Jiang Ping's eyes.

He put down the sapphire sword talisman in his hand blankly, couldn't help swallowing, and then took a few steps back, shrinking into a corner.

Mommy, this world is too dangerous.

He had already thought that Qiye would be stronger, but he didn't expect it to be stronger.

"Draw the sword and cut the sky!"

Yaochen's pupils shrank suddenly, and he also recognized this move.

The Ten Skills of the Devil's Gate, with a great reputation, has frightened the world for many years.

Even if each has its own sequelae, everyone must admit that these ten magic arts are indeed amazingly powerful.

But as long as they are not afraid of the sequelae, their power is not weaker than the classic-level exercises.

"You are from the Demon Sect?!"

Yao Chen let out an exclamation.

At this moment, he realized that he knew too little information.

This mysterious blood killing post organization turned out to be a member of the Demon Sect, so is this action against the Medicine League also instigated by the Demon Sect?

Thinking of the monster of Momen, Yaochen couldn't help feeling a little worried about the future of Yaomeng.

But at this moment, he couldn't allow him to think too much, because he suddenly felt that the true energy in his body was gushing out uncontrollably, as if the dam of the reservoir suddenly burst, and it blew out thousands of miles in an instant.

The Mahamudra of Void, which was about to kill Qiye just now, turned into an inhuman beast that could only devour true energy, and he felt a trace of weakness that he had not seen for a long time.

This sword is too powerful!

Block it!

Yao Chen growled inwardly, his robes agitated, finally after an unknown amount of time.

boom!

The void prison just now was shattered violently, and violent shock waves hit all directions. The floor tiles, flowerpots, and stone tables on the ground all seemed to have been hit by a tornado. Call.

The members of the ghost tiger gang who were shivering in the house suffered another innocent disaster.

Of course, at this time they didn't realize that there seemed to be a lot fewer brothers beside them.

"puff!"

Under the agitation of true qi, Yao Chen's qi and blood were churning, and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Just now, under the seemingly calm surface of the water, there are hidden waves. If he hadn't been nourished by the spiritual diet of many medicinal diet masters in the medicinal alliance since childhood, and the true energy in his body was several times stronger than that of ordinary masters, he would have been hit by a sword just now. beheaded.

"Drawing the sword and cutting the heavens is indeed a well-deserved reputation. You have won this battle, and they will let you dispose of it."

Yao Chen gently wiped the blood around his mouth, and the thought of quitting had sprouted in his heart.

In this battle, because he took the upper hand, he won half a move.

Even though he vomited blood, it was only a minor injury. On the contrary, he was forcefully given a big void handprint by the opposite side. It seemed innocent, but in fact he suffered serious internal injuries.

If it was an ordinary opponent, he would naturally not be afraid and would continue to fight.

But the opposite is a person from the Demon Sect, it would be unwise to rashly become a sworn enemy with him before finding out the ins and outs.

If it is more serious, it will bring unwarranted disaster to the entire drug alliance.

The ten skills of the Demon Sect are not skills that ordinary disciples of the Demon Sect can learn.

Moreover, the person in front of him is so young and has such strength, the ghost knows what old monster is standing behind him.

As for the Ghost Tiger Gang, he has already done what he can, and whether he lives or dies depends on their fate.

He can't risk his life here for a bunch of people he doesn't know.

"Let me do it?"

At this moment, Qiye's face was slightly pale, as Yao Chen said, he had suffered internal injuries.

But facing Yao Chen's softness, he didn't agree, instead he stretched out his hand to inhale suddenly, the Guihu Gang leader Zeng Ruhu who had been scraped by the shock wave just now, with only his last breath left, was caught in the palm of his hand like a tiger.

"Who do I deal with, and do I need your permission?"

"do not want!"

Sensing the crisis between life and death, Zeng Ruhu shouted with his last breath.

Pong!

In the slight cold wind, a life that was still alive just now was directly turned into gray powder in Qiye's hands, leaving only a body of tattered clothes that seemed to have passed a thousand years slowly falling down.

The second and third chapters are beautiful on this beautiful day, why should everyone fight and kill? (two in one)

It all happened so fast that people didn't react for a while.

The audience is silent!

Kongliu Zeng Ruhu's mournful cries echoed in the air before he died, as if a heavy hammer had hit everyone's hearts hard.

"call"

Qiye let out a breath of turbid air lightly, and her pale face turned rosy in an instant, but there was a strange evil light in her eyes.

But this ray of light is fleeting, and no one notices it at all.

He hooked his finger towards Yaochen, and said lightly:

"Now, fight again!"

Yao Chen silently swallowed the healing elixir in his mouth, and found that the opponent was more difficult than he imagined.

Although the expectations for the person in front of him were higher and higher, but he was like a mountain hidden in the clouds, with no end in sight.

And the magic skill just now, it is unheard of and unseen!

A big living person turned into food for healing right in front of his eyes, not even a single scum was left.

"I want to leave, but you can't stay. I just want to ask you a question, who are you? The Eight Bloodlines of the Demon Sect, and which school are you a disciple of? Could it be that Master Jiang is a member of your Demon Sect?"

Although Yao Chen felt horrified, his expression remained calm.

Yin-Yang Deficiency Code implements the way of space emptiness and reality. It is not only a first-class Taoist practice method, but also a top-notch body method and light work.

He wanted to leave, and he was confident that unless the grand master took action himself, he would never be able to keep him.

It's just that even if he wants to leave, he still wants to find out who is this guy in front of him, and when did such a genius appear in the magic sect?

As a great master seed who has a sense of ownership and may determine the direction of the drug alliance in the future, Yao Chen feels that it is necessary to clarify these issues.

But at this moment, Yaochen didn't know, he didn't need to ask any more questions at all, he only needed to spend ten taels of silver to buy a copy of the newest star list published by Jianghu Xiaoyi to see Qiye's name and his detailed information introduce.

After all, when Qiye makes a move, he never hides his head and shows his tail. Naturally, he will not kill the whole audience every time, and there will always be witnesses.

That's why Qiye's ranking on the Rising Stars of the Demon Dao has risen again and again, and now he has reached the top [-], competing with the world's masters of the Demon Dao.

If it wasn't for the short period of time, Jianghu Xiaoyi, a large-scale list involving the whole world, is only updated once a month, and I am afraid that the ranking will be higher.

But Yao Chen is obviously not interested in these mundane things, and even his 32nd place in the list of masters of the Thirteen Kingdoms was only realized after others flattered him.

Faced with a series of questions from Yaochen, Qiye didn't answer, but raised his arm slightly, and a little light shone on the tip of the sword, which looked like a firefly, but no one dared to ignore this light.

Because everyone knows that when this sword is struck, its sharpness must compete with that of Haoyue, and the sword just now has proved this point.

"Wait a moment!"

In the tense battlefield that was about to explode, an untimely voice sounded.

Qiye's expression moved slightly, and then the helplessness in his eyes flashed away, but the light on Jianfeng suddenly disappeared.

And Yaochen let out a light breath, stopped the movement of his hands, and looked in the direction of the sound with suspicious eyes.

Of course, even though Qiye stopped his hands, the skill secretly gathered under his palms was still undisturbed, and he was always ready.

But if you can't fight, it's better not to fight.

Draw the sword and cut the sky, its Xeon Fengrui has already experienced it just now, it is really painful to cut people.

He didn't want to take the second sword.

Following the direction of Yaochen's gaze, a figure in a tight-fitting night suit, with a black kerchief covering his face, jumped out.

He greeted the surroundings enthusiastically, pointed at the mess and corpses all over the floor, and said nonsense:

"Haha, good evening, everyone. On this beautiful day, why do you all fight and kill? Wouldn't it be nice to sit down and talk?"