Start with a blood-drinking sword and destroy the world of immortal cultivation

"Ah~ Senior Brother!" The female cultivator screamed.

However, the other female cultivator was obviously very smart. After seeing Zeng Guangling being killed instantly, she immediately took out her flying sword and flew away.

Ye Buwen held the door panel knife with cold eyes, looking at the two female cultivators who were stunned and fled.

"Tell me, which sect are you from? What are you doing here?"

Seeing the huge door panel knife pointing at her, the female cultivator fell to the ground, her mouth trembling, and her legs weak.

"I...we...I..."

She was about to cry, and her body was so scared that she couldn't speak, so she was even more scared.

"What kind of psychological quality, you can't even speak." Ye Buwen glanced at him with disdain.

"Wait here, I won't kill you as long as you don't run away. If you dare to run away, your fate will be the same as this idiot man."

"Hmm..." The female cultivator nodded frantically, not daring to resist.

Ye Buwen looked at the other female cultivator who was fleeing in the air.

This female cultivator was quite smart. She ran away immediately when she knew that the situation was not right.

Unfortunately, she couldn't escape his pursuit.

Ye Buwen dragged his sword and turned into an arrow, running out and chasing after the flying female cultivator.

The female cultivator looked back and saw Ye Buwen chasing after her, and her face showed anxiety.

She was ruthless and took out a talisman and pasted it on the flying sword.

The Swift Wind Talisman can speed up the movement speed, which is essential for escaping.

This is the precious talisman that she worked hard to get by holding that disgusting second-generation immortal.

Now she used it when facing a mortal.

She felt very distressed.

She wanted to save it for hunting monsters in the Monster Mountain Range.

After pasting the Swift Wind Talisman, the speed was increased to a higher level, and the whistling wind in the ears was much more stable.

This is the effect of the Swift Wind Talisman.

"Flying very fast."

Ye Buwen found that it was difficult for him to catch up with the speed, and the female cultivator was unimpeded in the air, while he had to face complex terrain on the ground.

But it doesn't matter, he wants to see how long she can fly.

As a cultivator, there will always be a time when the power is exhausted, and flying in the sky is even more power-consuming.

But he didn't have such worries. As long as he wanted, he could keep running at this speed for the rest of his life.

An hour later, the female cultivator stopped and looked behind.

The terrain below was complex and the trees were lush. She should have escaped.

Just as she was secretly rejoicing, a sound of a tree falling came from below.

I saw a huge tree crown tilted and then smashed into the ground.

A demon-like figure stood at the broken end of the tree and looked at her.

The female cultivator's heartbeat accelerated, and she didn't dare to look back and accelerated to fly away again.

"It's really hell, why can a mortal run so fast, won't he be tired? Damn Zeng Guangling, what kind of guy did you provoke."

The female cultivator cursed while being puzzled.

It's all Zeng Guangling's fault for being so troublesome. Wouldn't it be better if he just went back to the sect obediently?

He had to catch zombies to learn the art of raising corpses, and he had to see the emperor's queen and concubine to satisfy his perverted hobby.

Another hour later, the female cultivator's spiritual power was exhausted.

How could she, a cultivator of the seventh level of Qi Refining, withstand flying at high speed for two hours in a row?

It should be said that it was a pity that she could fly for two hours.

The female cultivator could not help but fall to the ground to meditate and rest.

She was exhausted, and that monster could not still have strength.

"Sha~"

"Sha~"

"Sha~"

A rhythmic swaying sound of leaves came.

The female cultivator looked in the direction of the sound in horror.

"It must not be that monster, it must not be."

The female cultivator prayed in her heart.

But unfortunately, Ye Buwen's embarrassed figure appeared in her eyes.

He swung a big knife to cut the branches blocking the road, bouncing between trees, approaching at a high speed.

Although the man's luxurious clothes were cut by branches and exposed flesh and blood, there were a lot of grass and wood chips on his hair, and even his shoes were tattered and muddy.

But the devil-like eyes remained.

The female cultivator was terrified and fell to the ground.

"Caught up."

Ye Buwen smiled with white teeth.

"Ah, don't come over." The female cultivator looked at Ye Buwen in horror, holding a talisman in her hand.

Ye Buwen looked at the talisman with caution in his heart, and operated the Vajra Sutra of the King of Vision, and his body instantly became tough.

"Just surrender, I don't intend to kill you now, but if you do, I won't think so."

"You really don't intend to kill me?"

"It depends on your performance that you are still valuable."

Ye Buwen has his own ideas.

The dead monks can only take the storage bag, while the living monks can not only take the storage bag, but also squeeze out the value of people.

This is the first monk he has caught.

It would be a waste to kill him easily, he wants to dig out all the value in this monk's mind bit by bit.

The female cultivator looked at the sharp sword on Ye Buwen's shoulder and finally chose to surrender.

She didn't want to be chopped into three pieces like Zeng Guangling.

The look of being chopped in half and the head falling to the ground would give her nightmares for the rest of her life.

"What do you want me to do?" The female cultivator said with some heartbeat.

"Become my servant, teach me how to cultivate immortality, and teach me everything you know in the world of immortality."

The female cultivator looked at Ye Buwen's murderous eyes and knew that she had no choice.

"My daughter Lin Murong, I greet the master."

"Very good."

Back outside the city, Ye Buwen saw that the other female cultivator was still there, and he was a little surprised.

She didn't run away? This female cultivator's brain is probably not very good.

Fortunately, I chose to chase the other one.

It's a little more troublesome, but the quality is higher, and more knowledge can be squeezed out of the brain.

"What's your name?" Ye Buwen asked the female nun.

"My name is Zhou Yi."

"Very well, you are my servant now."

"As long as you behave well, I will let you go. If I find you cheating, you will end up like this guy."

Ye Buwen pointed a big sword at the head of Zeng Guangling, who was still staring at death.

"You continue to refine your sword, don't let the stove get cold. Don't worry about this little episode." Ye Buwen said to the people around him who were at a loss.

After all, he didn't mind being dirty and touched Zeng Guangling's body.

At first glance, this guy looks like a wealthy fairy fool, one not to be missed.

After touching the body, Ye Buwen shouted to the soldiers: "Come here, take this body and cremate it. Burn it to ashes. Don't be an eyesore here."

When Dao Chi heard this, an idea flashed in his mind.

"Your Majesty, I have something to say." Dao Chi knelt down and said respectfully.

"There's no need to bow down, just say it."

"Your Majesty, I want to use this immortal body and immortal blood to sacrifice the famous sword that has not yet been formed. With the blessing of the immortal energy of the immortal body, your majesty's sword will surely be comparable to the immortal sword."

"Is there such a method? Will it not add impurities to the knife?" Ye Buwen was confused.

Qi Feng stood up and said: "Your Majesty, no, we use the folding thousand forging method. Any impurities will be punched out under high temperature and forging. With the blessing of immortal energy, this sword will only be stronger."

"If possible, we would like to take His Majesty's holy blood as a sacrifice when the sword is made."

"How dare you, Your Majesty's supreme holy body, allow you to spy on me." The eunuch who followed Ye Buwen cursed angrily.

Ye Buwen stretched out his hand to stop the eunuch from showing his eagerness.

"All I need is a good knife, and you can use any method you know."

"How much blood do you want?"

"The more, the merrier."

"Is one bucket enough?"

Qi Feng and Dao Chi were shocked.

"Your Majesty, that's enough, but Your Majesty, one person doesn't have so much blood." Qi Feng said hurriedly.

After Dao Chi was shocked, he made an even bolder request.

"Your Majesty, one bucket is of course enough, but I want higher quality blood. It would be better if Your Majesty could provide your bone essence blood."

"Essence and blood are the foundation of human beings. This is impossible. You are simply killing people." The eunuch pointed at Dao Chi and cursed angrily.

But Ye Buwen was confident and stopped the eunuch again.

"Your idea is very wild, but I appreciate it very much. As long as you ask for it, I will give it to you. I only ask for one thing, a best knife."

"When do you want it?" Ye Buwen asked.

"Your Majesty, I want it now."

Ye Buwen said to the eunuch: "Call the imperial doctor to come and cut my bones to extract the essence and blood."

"Your Majesty, you must not do it, you must not do it." The eunuch said anxiously.

"Go when I ask you to, don't delay."