Chapter 1 The Beginning

For those who live in dead angles, the unknown strength and danger of the bizarre and varied dead angle monsters are the most deadly.

If they could know the specific threats from the start, the survival rate of dead angle people would greatly increase. Moreover, there are countless monsters in the Black Sea, and a standard for measuring them is needed. True Imprints are only suitable for the stronger ones. Also, these people have antlers on their foreheads. Associating this with the giant white deer tribe that Kui Ling Dao Ren often mentions, Li Cheng颐 is clear that the giant white deer tribe doesn't seem to be rare in this dead angle and might be quite numerous. Perfect, now that I've encountered them, I might as well ask.

He made a decision and immediately walked out of the shadows. "Excuse me, I just happened to be passing by. Could I ask you a question?"

He didn't use the Black Sea language, but the unique Pan Guang language of this place. He spent two years, so he naturally learned the basic language.

Li Cheng頤 held his sword in his left hand, his eyes deep. No moves, no skills, just simple drawing and stabbing.

Chi!

The white deer antler man instantly dared not move. Those eating on the first floor were all ordinary people, no martial artists, no Jianghu (martial world). "Sorry, my hand slipped." Li Cheng頤 sheathed his Ding Yuan sword and lightly returned it to its scabbard. He opened his eyes, walked to the door, opened it, and went downstairs. As he ran, the other guests also panicked and fled from the doors and windows. A moment later.

Everything began. The white-clothed woman's pupils constricted, her expression greatly changing, but in the blink of an eye, there was no time to speak. In that instant, the bright sword light filled the entire inn's hall.

With a loud bang, the inn's front door shattered, Yue Shan flew out, crashing through the surrounding residential walls with his sword, breaking through several stone walls in succession. A team of tall men and women, draped in silver openwork gauze shawls, rushed through the door with grief and indignation on their faces.

Now it seems, it truly lives up to its reputation.

"Heh, I don't care about your background or identity. This is Shang Qing City, at the foot of Qing Ju White Deer Mountain. I can't afford the title of Senior Sister. You've only just arrived and killed several of my capable servants. How should this loss be compensated?" The delicate-looking man's tone was cold.

They are from the White Gauze Sect! 'The White Gauze Sect is one of the top powers in Shang Qing City, this is troublesome... they will retaliate very quickly!'

Seeing Li Cheng颐 coming downstairs, the two people's gazes were fixed on him with a hint of shock and grief. When Li Cheng颐 entered the door, he was still studying the endgame on the chessboard. Plop, plop. Li Cheng颐 withdrew his hand from the Ding Yuan sword and looked at the old man.

Everything was quiet. Only two white-clothed figures were rapidly approaching in the dim forest. Ding.

But the connection with sects of the level of the Seven Factions is not much. The overall strength belongs to a position higher than the mortal world, lower than the Seven Factions, and similar to the royal family.

So smoothly, it's just too smooth!

"Bold!" The white-clothed woman didn't say much, instantly drew her sword, and a dazzling white light suddenly flew out, swiftly slashing towards Li Cheng頤.

Yue Shan, hiding at the rear, had a smug sneer on his face.

Shua!!!

Leaving the group of white deer people, Li Cheng颐 went straight towards Shang Qing City along the river. A group of people looked at Li Cheng颐. With a clear cry, she drew the long sword in her hand like lightning, turning into countless colorful sword lights, suddenly illuminating the entire inn. He got up satisfied and walked towards the Shang Qing garden. Otherwise, with his martial arts attainments, he should have reached a higher level long ago. "So, it's a Daoist friend from the Faceless Sword Sect who has arrived."

Yue Shan's eyes turned cold, and his left hand instantly pressed on his sword, drawing it. Rumble!!

There are several large gardens far from Shang Qing City, and the addresses have also been inquired about.

Li Cheng頤 left the forest, obtaining the information he wanted. Li Cheng颐, who was resting in his room, was suddenly disturbed by a noise. Only large patches of blood splattered and fell in mid-air. Clang!!

"Since he's a disciple undergoing training, then take a sword strike from me first! If you can withstand it without injury, I'll consider it that you've been to Qing Ju White Deer."

Even the small ones are no exception, not a single one left, all ran away.

Her gaze fell on Li Cheng颐, especially pausing on the sword pouch hanging from his waist. "Who dares to kill my pet!!"

But the two blue fire wolves were instead aroused by their ferocity. They couldn't understand the powerful clang hidden in the sword light at all!!

"What did he just say?"

All her sword light instantly collapsed, and a huge force penetrated everything, fiercely hitting her chest. The boss watched Li Cheng颐 take the door key, go upstairs and leave, and then looked at the corpse on the ground. No wonder Kui Ling was so worried when he went down the mountain, feeling that he would have to take action everywhere he went. Li Cheng颐's figure quickly appeared behind her, searched her body, and found a silver badge, which he imprinted on his wandering book butterfly.

A sword light, identical to that of the envoy, suddenly lit up in the inn. The fourth-level me is already different from before, but I'm still wasting time with a small fry here, which makes me even more impatient.

Like reporting to the authorities at this time!

"How long will the guest be staying?" The old boss glanced at Li Cheng颐's appearance, carefully pausing on his white antlers. At this time, in the hall on the first floor, two middle-aged men and women wearing gold-trimmed white gauze shawls were following behind a delicate-looking man with a white sword hanging from his waist.

Furthermore, I learned some about the situation of the Mu Sword Sect. The White Deer tribe, as a lower-level vassal of the Mu Sword Sect, knows little. One of the white-clothed figures had a face like jade, holding a folding fan and carrying a snow-white long sword. He wore a silver-edged openwork gauze shawl, making him handsome with a hint of nobility. The other person was a woman, with a charming appearance and slightly heavy makeup, but a good figure. She was also wearing a white robe, revealing a large patch of snow-white legs on the side. She also carried a white sword on her back.

Beside him, a group of white-clothed people, eight in total, all had blood seeping from their foreheads and fell to the ground, silent. "No Two Swords Dao! Myriad Scenery Rainbow!!"

"With his strength, he should be a disciple undergoing training, right? Doesn't he know to give way first and make a decision after asking about the situation?" Yue Shan sneered.

"I wonder what kind of person dares to disregard the rules in Shang Qing City." The delicate-looking man with a white sword hanging from his waist wore a wide cloak, his hand on the hilt, and a silver leaf inlaid on his collar.

The boss skillfully weighed it, and after confirming the weight, gave the change.

Another flash of sword light. 'So, you're not giving me face?' Li Cheng颐 sighed inwardly. He actually felt malice and killing intent from the other person. Most of them are barefoot merchants running around. Li Cheng颐 was slightly stunned and looked back.

"One day," Li Cheng颐 said. He wanted to scout the area and absorb flower Qi to replenish his evil thoughts. He'll try staying for one day first.

"Not him!"

Must report to the authorities immediately!!

The old man trembled and quickly ran away from the side door. "Forget it."

"I killed them, is there a problem?" Li Cheng颐 didn't recognize the other person.

A flash of light, suddenly disappearing. The main difficulty is that many of the terms and language needed in the sword manual need to be learned from scratch.

The old man hadn't finished speaking when the shop door was suddenly pushed open gently. In that instant, dozens of bright sword lights lit up simultaneously behind the blue fire wolves and the white deer antler men. "Lord Yue Shan! The killer and the envoy, my son came to question him, and was instantly killed by him before he could finish a sentence!

At least seventy people witnessed it in person!" The middle-aged woman said with激愤.

The shop was opened by an old man with a white beard who played chess with the envoy. The two blue fire wolves were still in mid-air when they suddenly stopped, and then crashed backwards, violently crashing into the dense forest and disappearing.

The white-clothed woman's chest seeped blood, and she fell to the ground. The cost of not entering the city gate is that the entire city is similar to a Chinese ancient city, quaint and relying on horses, cattle, donkeys, and sheep for transportation on the road.

The entire sword manual only has three moves: Instant Prison, Shadow Step, Faceless.

"Little guest, you've come at a very unfortunate time. Recently, there have been serial murders in the city, and more than a dozen people have been killed. They are all traveling merchants. Now the government is not allowing people to leave casually, they believe the murderer is an outsider disguised as an表identity."

After Xu Ye Xing condensed the True Imprint, Li Cheng颐's speed increased by a small margin. He finally completely made up for the shortcoming of speed at the same level. It's just that the livestock here are much larger than Li Cheng頤 remembered. He must be careful. If he encounters danger, remember to pull the hangings on the wall of the room. It is clear that the relationship between the Faceless Sword Sect and the other eight sects is quite delicate. The other party dared to attack even knowing that I was a disciple of the Elder. If it were another disciple, they would probably have to swallow their anger.

"Alright, now let's have a good talk with the envoy." Li Cheng颐 looked at the group of white deer antler people. Looking at me, it's only been eight hours since I came down the mountain, and I've been forced to take action so many times in a row.

I randomly found an inn called the White Spotted Inn.

"What is the hatred for killing my son! I want him to taste." "Thank you for the reminder," Li Cheng颐 nodded, only feeling no threat or killing intent, and roared, turning around and pouncing towards Li Cheng颐. As the voice came out, the two blue fire wolves and the black deer antler people were still fighting in a团, and no one paid attention to him. Large swaths of colorful sword light were like nothing, piercing through in the blink of an eye. Seeing flowers and seeing Qi.

Disciples only need to practice three moves, because the specially tempered blade will basically have no power boost after being used three times in a row.

So, the three moves are basically an all-out strengthening of the speed and power of the instantaneous kill sword.

According to what Yun Chen introduced, among the Seven Factions, the Qing Ju White Deer is the most arrogant and domineering, and there are also many outstanding geniuses of the younger generation. Now, the overall strength of the Seven Factions is obviously the first. Everyone recognized the identity of the person who came.

With a clear cry.

He only had time to turn around and down, trying to change his trajectory to dodge, but he saw that the group of people had terrified expressions and were not happy to be rescued at all. Their gazes all fell on the one behind him. Li Cheng颐 frowned slightly, holding the Ding Yuan sword at his waist. "Is Senior Sister Qing Ju White Deer? I am White Deer, under Kui Ling Sect." Li Cheng頤 also recognized the other party's identity. Fast!

The three moves are all the moves of the sword technique. The subsequent realms are all for cultivating and condensing the Yuan Imprint, and there is no cultivation of moves.

The entire Faceless Sword Art, in fact, after condensing the Yuan Imprint, which is the True Imprint, in the fourth realm, only three moves need to be practiced. At the last seventh wall, he stuck tightly to the wall, dying, and fell down, covered in blood. Gulu.

A group of antler-wearing men nodded frantically like chickens pecking at rice without saying a word.

"Senior Sister misunderstood, I'm just acting in self-defense. From the very beginning until now, they were the ones who drew their swords against me first," Li Cheng頤 said lightly.

Chi!

Too fast.

My time is precious, I don't want to waste it on these trivial matters.

I stabbed too happily, so much so that I couldn't help but stab a few more times.

The Faceless Sword Art has a total of seven layers, corresponding to the Sacred Spirit Art. He has now cultivated to the third layer, and his speed is the same as that of other direct disciples. As a famous clan in the entire Pan Guang region, the Mu Sword Sect is strong, has strong talents, and because most of its members are beautiful, they have married and reproduced with many高手forces. A sword light blooms and lights up behind each person, like a blooming point of bright white flower.

Another sword light flashed past. Li Cheng颐's figure quickly appeared in front of you,摸索a silver plate from his body, and imprinted it on his book of wandering.