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Text Chapter 186 The Lamp at Dusk

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    At the same level of cultivation, without powerful magic weapons or high-grade martial arts skills, Jing Shifang would not be able to get out of a round, and would almost be defeated in seconds.

    Although Demon Hand Udyr is somewhat famous, regardless of how much knowledge a casual cultivator has and his ability to teach his disciples, the treasures he can bestow are definitely limited.

    Like Kang Mingde, when the silk sword passed through his body just now, several jade pendants exploded at the same time, neutralizing most of the sharp sword intent.

    "Otherwise, the sword silk would have turned his body upside down, causing him to bleed to death. How could he have saved his breath?"

    Jing Sichu turned around and ran away without even thinking about it. He knew very well the strength of Senior Brother Wu Moyu, but he was actually shot to death with a backhand, which shocked him greatly.

    ¡°Senior Brother Wu Moyu is no match. With his strength, he can¡¯t even catch a sword. How long will it take if he doesn¡¯t run away now?

    Jing Sichu's running gait is very peculiar, his waist is slightly arched, his feet are like springs, jumping and undulating rhythmically, like a mountain leopard in the jungle, full of power.

    Every time the footsteps hit the ground, they made a shallow groove on the ground, and then the body bounced up and jumped forward.

    In the blink of an eye, he had already ran dozens of feet away.

    "It's not that easy to run away!"

    Jing Shifang's eyes showed a cold light. This boy's speed was not slow, but compared with his own Hongzang Renxu technique, it was still insignificant.

    The body transformed into rainbow light, shuttled like light and shadow, and easily caught up with him in less than ten breaths from a distance of tens of feet. With one palm shot, he was like an eagle catching a chicken, holding Jing Sichu in his hand, unable to move.

    After sealing several acupuncture points on Jing Sichu's body and throwing them aside, Jing Shi walked towards Kang Mingde who was paralyzed on the ground.

    "Don't kill me. Whatever you want, I'll give it to you!" Kang Mingde said, trembling and lumpy.

    He regretted it so much now that he also hated Jing Sichu to the bone. If the other party hadn't deceived him about the ancient alchemist's treasure here, how could he have come to such a place and such a thing happen.

    Who could have expected.  The opponent that Jing Sichu said was not difficult to challenge has become such a strong person.

    "If I kill you, not all your things will belong to me. Why should I spare your life?" Jing Shifang said lightly with a strange smile on his face.

    "I am the core disciple of Jue Tian Clan, you can't kill me! Kill me. You will be hunted by everyone from Jue Tian Clan. You will definitely die!" Kang Mingde shouted at the top of his lungs, his desire to survive overwhelming everything else.

    "Juetianmen?"

    "The deputy sect leader is my uncle, and his cultivation is as high as the sky. If you let me go, I will pretend that nothing happened, and everyone will go their separate ways and live in peace!" Kang Mingde hesitated when he saw Jing Shifang.  Thinking that the other party was afraid of his Juetianmen's voice, his voice became louder again.

    "When I return to the sect, the first thing I will do is that my lover will capture you and use all kinds of torture to make you live but not die!"  Kang Mingde secretly thought, how could he turn around and forget such a shame and humiliation.

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    A line of blood burst out.  Kang Mingde twisted twice unwillingly, with an unexpected look in his eyes.

    This person actually has no scruples about the Jue Tian Sect, which is one of the top five sects in the entire Northern Qing Dynasty. It is so powerful that just a kick can cause an earthquake in the Northern Qing Dynasty.

    "I hate being threatened the most." Jing Shifang sheathed his sword and gave the corpse a cold look for the last time, "I also hate being treated as a fool. If I let you go, I can turn into enemies with the Jue Tian Sect.  As a friend. He is truly a sect disciple with a broad mind."

    When Jing Sichu saw Kang Mingde and Wu Moyu being killed cleanly by Jing Shifang, he felt fear in his heart and couldn't help shouting: "Little sister, save me! Let me go once! After all, we are brothers and sisters.  I was just confused for a moment. I didn¡¯t really want to harm you!"

    He knew that asking Jing Shifang for mercy might not be useful, so he cried to Jing Lingyun.

    Jing Shifang packed up his things and walked over, frowning slightly when he saw this scene.

    "Shifang, can you? Can you"

    "You want to spare his life?"

    "Yeah." Jing Lingyun nodded lightly. She knew that most of what Jing Sichu said was false.  It's just that I can't bear to kill my half-brother.

    "Oh, I know." Jing Shifang responded lightly, and with a wave of his hand, a sword energy pierced Jing Sichu's chest, piercing his heart and lungs.  There was blood foaming from the corner of his mouth, and he died soon after.

    "You" Jing Lingyun's face turned pale and he didn't know what to say.

    The two of them had nothing to do with her just now, and their death in front of her didn't bring much shock. However, Jing Sichu grew up together and had the same blood in his body.

    "Go up"??Smoke beast, let's go back to Qingzhou City immediately to avoid a long night and many dreams.  "Jing Shi said expressionlessly.

    Not to mention that Jing Sichu had murderous intentions towards him and tried to kill people to seize the treasure. Just because he knew that Wu Moyu and Kang Mingde died in his own hands, he could not tolerate him getting away.

    " This man will bring a lot of trouble to Jing Shifang if he reports the news after he returns. What's more, he is a talented warrior himself. If he has a vicious temper and has been dormant for decades, but suddenly jumps out to take revenge on himself, it will be impossible to prevent him.

    On the way back, Jing Lingyun remained silent and did not speak. He arrived in Qingzhou City in silence.

    Jing Lingyun got the Bamboo Slip Alchemy Sutra and the Purple Sky Enamel Stove, and was about to return to Haidai City to avoid another accident, so he got on the Jing family's own motorcade that day.

    "Thank you so much for what happened this time I thought about asking you to kill Jing Sichu, but I didn't expect that I would be so cowardly when the opportunity came before me. I'm really not a qualified family leader. Thank you for standing in for me  I made the right choice in the end and didn¡¯t make any mistakes that I might regret.¡±

    Before the motorcade started, Jing Lingyun said a lot of words before he walked into the carriage calmly.

    Jing Shifang watched the convoy disappear from sight and turned back to the academy. There were many things waiting for him to deal with.

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    ¡°These two people are really poor and have almost nothing of value on them.¡±

    Before leaving, Jing Shifang searched all three of them, and there was a pile of trophies on the table.

    Wu Moyu and Jing Sichu¡¯s combined wealth is only five or six hundred thousand gold coins, and they don¡¯t even have a Qiankun Ring.

    It can be seen that the underworld of Demon Hand Udyr is indeed insufficient and cannot produce many treasures.

    The most valuable thing about Wu Moyu's body is a pair of spiked gloves. Both of them are high-grade spiritual weapons. They are covered with blood lines and exude a strong blood energy.

    However, in the previous battle, he was directly killed by Jing Shifang's chessboard sword energy before he even had time to use the pair of gloves.

    Jing Sichu¡¯s weapon was even more pitiful. It was just an intermediate spiritual weapon, but Jing Shifang threw it aside without even looking at it.

    ¡°However, Jing Sichu has a spiritual weapon on his body, which is a top-notch spiritual weapon that he received in a shabby antique market when he was a child. This is also proof that he is regarded as the chosen one and has good fortune.

    "However, this top-level spiritual weapon is an auxiliary spiritual weapon. Jing Sichu has never seen it used before, so it is very mysterious.

    It is shaped like a lamp, with a triangular shape. The dark yellow lamp wall makes a clattering sound when shaken lightly, giving it an ancient flavor.

    "Is this the top spiritual weapon?"

    Jing Shifang's current eyesight is not comparable to that of Jing Sichu. He can tell at a glance that the dark yellow lantern is not a mortal thing, and its essence even exceeds the category of spiritual weapons.

    "It can make my sea of ??consciousness fluctuate. Although it is not as violent as the five-color jade sword, it is enough to prove its magic. This lantern should be missing the wick and fire, and it is incomplete. If it is complete, it should be  Low-level treasures are even higher!"

    No wonder Jing Sichu never used this dark yellow lantern. It seemed that he didn't understand the function of this treasure at all, so he could only classify it as an auxiliary spiritual weapon.

    Jing Shifang rubbed it carefully and found a few raised words on the bottom of the lantern, which read "Dusk".

    "Dusk then let's call you the lamp of dusk. I don't know what kind of wick fire can make you shine again. I hope that day will come soon."

    Kang Mingde is worthy of being the core disciple of the Jue Tian Sect. With just one spiritual weapon-grade Qiankun Ring on his body, he outshone the other two¡ª¡ª

    The gold tickets inside are piled up in thick stacks. At a rough count, there are as many as three to four million taels of gold;

    In addition, there are several boxes and baskets of corroded beads, totaling hundreds of pieces;

    There are a bunch of silver daggers and low-level spiritual weapons, as many as seventy or eighty. I don¡¯t know why Kang Mingde prepared so many.

    There are also two volumes of secret books. It is unclear whether they are Jue Tianmen's martial arts or Kang Mingde's own. One is a seventh-grade one, and the other is an eight-grade one.

    A letter, with the seal of the master of Juetian Sect clearly printed on the envelope, which is shocking at first glance.

    Jing Shifang kept all the gold, corroded beads, and silver daggers. Anyway, the space of his treasure-level Qiankun Ring was large enough, and it was more than enough to store them all.  As for the two volumes of secret skills, he decided not to hand them over to the academy after a quick glance. The martial arts, which were not considered important, were just two more ordinary martial arts for the academy. There was no need to take the risk of being discovered by the Jue Tian Clan.

    Jing Shifang held a letter in his hand, which was as heavy as a thousand pieces. He couldn't think of what to do with it.

    "This guy has served as the sect master's messenger, but he doesn't deliver the message properly and runs around everywhere. I really don't know how he got such important status!"

      The letter from the leader of the Jue Tian Sect fell into his hands. This was undoubtedly a huge trouble, much more serious than killing Kang Mingde, a core disciple.

    The only good news is that the Great Wilderness Dynasty is hundreds of thousands of miles away from the Dadeng Dynasty. No matter how tyrannical the master of the Juetianmen is, he will not be able to trace it here if he leaves a spiritual imprint on the letter.

    Jing Shifang had already used his mental power to scan it as much as possible, but could not find any marks on the envelope.

    Of course, his strength is vastly different from that of the master of Jue Tian Clan. If he really has a mark, he may not be able to find it.

    It¡¯s stabbed!

    With a force of his fingers, the envelope was torn open, and the bright red seal was split into two halves, like a ferocious monster.

    Two pages of thin letter paper fell out, and the handwriting was vigorous and powerful, ready to take off.

    Jing Shifang just glanced at it, his expression changed drastically
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