God-level Stealing System

The next day, silently walked out of the room. Although he did not practice all night, he was still refreshed.

"It seems that Brother Shen's efforts yesterday were not in vain. He should have unlocked the seal of the sleeves?"

In the City Lord's Mansion, no silent words and deeds can escape Mo Wen's eyes, Mo Wen came from outside the courtyard, jokingly laughed.

An ancient black jade box appeared in silent hands, and he regretted: "Brother Mo was joking, the sleeve formation sect is worthy of being the first-class formation sect in the Destiny Continent. I worked hard for a whole night and didn't have a clue at all. It's..."

Mo Wen's eyes were bright, he walked quickly, Hunyuan True Tiger Pill did not leak a trace of breath, the whole black jade ancient box looked like an ordinary box.

This made Mo Wen a little puzzled, but after all, he had never felt the fierce power of the ancient black jade box at the auction house, and thought it was like this.

Moreover, the seal on the ancient box is a real seal of the sleeve formation sect. This cannot be done, and the silence has indeed not been solved.

"I heard that Brother Shen has sealed the innate and supernatural powers of a five-layered heavenly beast in the Heaven-removing Realm. Such an attainment of formation is rare in the Realm of Rebirth Heaven."

"But this is after all the seal placed by the sleeve formation sect for the Hunyuan True Tiger Dan. The entire Great Chu Empire can unlock only five people. Brother Shen's realm is still shallow, so you don't need to be discouraged if you don't unlock it..."

Mo Wen exhorted, he took out a storage jade pendant and smiled: "Here is six thousand Xuanyuan Pills. Brother Shen has trusted me, so give me a try on this jade box."

Silence threw the ancient box to him casually, took the jade pendant, poured in his perception, and counted out the number in a single thought, which made him a little embarrassed, took out the five thousand Xuanyuan Pill, and said, "Of course I believe. Brother Mo, just give a thousand ideas, don’t need so many."

Mo Wen originally saw the silence and gave him the ancient black jade box containing the Hunyuan True Tiger Pill. Some people admired the silence. Now that he saw the silence and took out five thousand Xuanyuan Pills, he couldn’t help being very impressed with the silent character. Appreciated.

"Brother Shen believes in me, I can't let him be disappointed, Brother Shen, you don't accept 6,000, at least you have to accept 4,000, otherwise Mo can't be a man." Mo Wen pushed back to 3,000 and smiled.

Silent ashamed, he pushed back two thousand words: "Four thousand is too much, I can just take two thousand, really don't need that much."

Mo Wen pushed back one thousand Xuanyuan Pills, righteously saying: "Three thousand, that's it, Brother Shen must refuse any more, or I will be angry!"

Mo Wen thought well. No matter how much silence is received, but Hunyuan True Tiger Pill is in his hands, silence can't run away. Once he unlocks his sleeve formation, no matter how much silence is taken from him, he must Obediently get it back.

And once and again, not only did he not lose the slightest loss, but he could also conquer a young genius who might not be inferior to him in strength. Therefore, this deal would never be lost.

Silently touched his nose, okay, he refused, but Mo Wen had to push the Xuanyuan Pill to him, how could he get it right?

It's a big deal to help Mowen kill a few big bandits. When the time is almost there, they will leave quietly. As for the "Hunyuan True Tiger Pill"?

Even as a memorial for Mo Wen.

...

Three thousand miles away from Heavenly Prison City, a **** glow ran across the sky, fleeing quickly. He didn't use any footwork, only relying on tyrannical cultivation to fly, and the gust of wind that was set off was as strong as a knife, and he breathed hundreds of miles away.

Behind him, several figures came from all directions, and the closest to the **** escape was a white-clothed young man. He stepped on a three-foot green front and flew in the air. It was the unique martial art of Wan Jianzong, the swordsmanship!

This kind of technique requires the resonance of the Wanjianzong technique and the martial arts to be able to be cultivated. Even if the imperial swordsmanship martial arts are stolen from Li Sheng and Liu Changhua silently, they cannot be used.

"Jiang Jue, the twenty-eighth bandit, committed a lot of evil in my Wanjian Sect. He was thrown into the dungeon a hundred years ago. Not only did he not repent, he did more evil after he escaped."

"Today, when you meet me, it's time for you to die!"

Don't Wen Yujian came, with a cold expression, he, who had captured the heavens in the triple heaven, was one point faster than Jiang Jue, who had captured the heavens in the sixth heaven.

Jiang Jue laughed sorrowfully as he fled, and he would not look at him if he only asked him.

But Mo Wen gathered many people, and one of them was a woman in the Profound Origin Realm who had supernatural powers, and a middle-aged man in the Five Heavens Suppressing Realm entangled him, making him distracted and affected by that magical power. Only then was Mo Wen seriously injured.

He ran away immediately after being careless, but he was still caught up by Mo Wen. Now he is getting weaker and weaker, but Mo Wen is getting closer and closer... Am I really dying here? !

"What a Wan Jianzong, what a face to kill for the people, Jiang Jue, my life, only kills opponents, has never killed an ordinary person, only stolen one of your Wan Jianzong yuan stone vein, even a big thief ?"

"The cultivation resources of the four counties are all controlled by your Wan Jianzong. I just want to cultivate, but I want to become stronger. If this is a big bandit..."

"Then I am a big bandit!"

Jiang Jue had a hideous face and a fierce light in his eyes. This is the sorrow of individual travelers. They don't even have the qualifications to practice if they can't get the training resources!

He is not going to flee anymore, even if he dies, he will drag a true disciple of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect to die together!

Jiang Jue stopped suddenly, his figure stopped in midair, and the terrifying air wave stretched for hundreds of miles away. He turned and rushed towards Mo Wen, a scary breath coming out of the **** escape light.

Mo Wen's expression changed drastically. He didn't expect Jiang Jue to be so decisive, but his speed was too fast to avoid him, so he could only hold his sword to block.

With a "boom", the two of them collided with each other 30 miles away. Mo Wen was blown out, and the other front of the profound grade long sword was almost completely pressed into his chest.

"Jiang Jue!" Mo asked angrily shouted.

Jiang Jue sighed, a little weak, he didn't expect that he could not kill Mo Wen with a single blow.

He saw Mo Wen's subordinate, another Xuanyuan realm martial artist followed, and a touch of sarcasm was provoked at the corner of his mouth, and he said with disdain, "Do you want to kill me?"

Nodded silently, took out his sword, and said, "That's what I mean!"

Jiang decided to die!

Mo Wen in the distance watched Jiang Jue being killed in silence, a little startled, he quickly took a middle-grade earth-grade healing medicine, and walked over after he recovered.

"Brother Shen, you really surprised me. Every time I feel that you have reached the limit, but every time you can show a different hole card." Mo Wen looked deeply at the silence and said lightly.

"Brother Mo is joking, Jiang Jue's ability to be chased and killed by Brother Mo doesn't exist. I'm just picking up a leak, it's not a real skill."

Silent Jiang Jue's body was thrown over, showing a bracelet, and smiling: "Old rules, I have to be 30%?"

Mo Wen was silent for a moment, and he couldn't calm down because of the wealth of the Sixth Heaven Realm, and he had previously taken an earth-level middle-grade pill, which was quite a loss...

"Of course, the rules I set will not change!" Mo Wen looked up and down silently, and exhaled deeply.

Since leaving the city, in the four battles, he has been paying attention to silence, but as knowledgeable as him, he can't even see the silence.

"Brother Mo has a good temperament." He smiled silently, but felt a little helpless in his heart. Knowing the fourth aura of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect True Legend, it only ends here.

He has settled for three years, is familiar with eleven martial arts, and he wants to hide his signs of moves.

Although it's a bit troublesome, it's not too troublesome to only make one move at a time.

"Haha, I know that Senior Brother Mo is strong, and he would dare to fight Senior Brother Mo? It's almost a deathbed, hacked to death!"

Soon after, the three of Fang Xue rushed to Mo Wen's brainlessly after seeing Jiang Jue's sword injury.

This made Mo Wen's face sinking slightly. The reason why he alone was so small in silence and willing to add oil and jealousy accounted for a large part of it.

"The next one, the twenty-fourth bandit, Yu Shanhong, the Seventh Heaven!"