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C87 Idiot!

Use your life as compensation.

These words caused the entire audience to fall silent. The leader had a furious expression on his face. He had actually killed his own people right in front of him. This was naked. Qi Mo showed a look of shock and joy. The Third Young Master had killed his men for him. What kind of courage was this?

In an instant, Jian Ao's status in Qi Mo's heart rose sharply. If it was said that he had convinced them with his strength, they would have been convinced. They were still somewhat unwilling to accept it, but now, this bit of unwillingness disappeared without a trace. What was there to be unwilling about following such a person who could take revenge for his subordinates?

"Jian Ao, you are indeed worthy of your name. You are extremely arrogant, and your courage is boundless. How dare you kill my men in front of me? I wonder where you got your courage from. "

The leading young man's voice was extremely cold, and his eyes were filled with killing intent as he looked at Jian Ao.

"Go to the side and rest. Leave this place to me!" Jian Ao said to the injured Qi Mo.

"Third young master, but. . . "

Qi Mo wanted to say something but was interrupted by Jian Ao, "Trust me!"

Jian Ao knew what he wanted to say. Wasn't it just telling him to be careful of the youth with the fan? With the help of his Soul Energy, this man's cultivation base had reached the Swordsman Peak, and he wasn't any weaker than Han Shizhong and Su Mei. However, in terms of strength, he was no match for Han Shizhong even if there were ten of them.

In Jian Ao's opinion, Han Shizhong was absolutely at the peak of the Swordsman Stage. Even Lan Shui, who had broken through to the Sword Master Stage and was known as the Three Kings and Five Generals, was no match for him.

Hearing Jian Ao's words, Qi Mo couldn't help but nod his head, as if Jian Ao's words were filled with endless temptation. The attraction and shock were irresistible. He would do whatever he said. Qi Mo couldn't explain the reason behind this feeling. It was as if it came from the bottom of his heart.

"Didn't you hear that I was asking you a question?"

When the young man in the lead saw that Jian Ao didn't answer him, he just continued to instruct the others. This made him very unhappy, and the anger in his heart couldn't help but rise.

"What?! You're asking me?" Jian Ao was shocked and teased, "I only heard a dog barking. I didn't know that dog was barking. Is it you? "

"You. . . " The young man in the lead was furious. His anger was burning in a straight line.

"Very good, very good!" The young man in the lead was so angry that he laughed. He stretched out his hand and a letter flew towards Jian Ao like a sharp sword.

"Hmm? A written challenge!" Jian Ao took it with his bare hands and looked at the large golden words on it. He sneered and said, "Faang Bian, I think you really need to go to the convenience store. You smell like shit all over your body. " He even covered his nose after he finished speaking. It was as if he couldn't bear the smell. "I said, I just came out. Why did I smell the smell of sh * t! It turns out that I was unlucky and did not look at the calendar when I went out. I actually ran into feces!"

With that, he flicked his sleeve, causing a strong gust of wind to be emitted from his sleeve," Hurry up and go back. I can't hold a sh * t like you here! HAHA! "

"I'll see you on the Small Wind Cloud Platform in three days!"

The flames in his hand rose as the declaration of war burned like a piece of paper.

"Jian Ao, you. . . Deserve to die!"

Hearing Jian Ao's words and seeing his actions, he was flustered and exasperated. A mouthful of blood shot out from his mouth. He hated it when others said his name the most. It sounded really "convenient," but his name had to appear on the declaration of war, and that was why he had to suffer such ridicule.

"Jian Ao, you are not the first person to mock my name, but those people who mocked my name in the past all died under my sword. You are no exception! Three days later, I will cut you into minced meat and place you in the latrine. I will let you taste the taste of sh * t. "

"Furthermore, the Heaven Sword Order is not something you can possess. I will take it back and give it to that person. There are still ten days left until the mission. I will go in your place!" Faang Bian said coldly.

He flicked his sleeves and led the group back. When they reached the corner, Jian Ao's annoying voice was heard, as if he was reminding them out of good intentions, "Remember to make it convenient when you go back. Also, you need to take a bath after that. You need to wash away all the feces on your body!"

"Qi Mo, this is a bottle of second-grade healing medicine. If you take it, it will speed up your recovery. " In the room, Jian Ao took out a bottle of medicine from his Storage Ring and handed it to him.

"Third Young Master, this is too expensive. You should take it back!" Qi Mo saw the red pill in the bottle and was shocked. That pill was the best healing pill among the second-grade pills - the Red Blood Pill. One pill was worth twenty thousand gold coins! And this bottle had ten pills, which was two hundred thousand gold coins!

Even Young Lord of Qi Yun City had never seen so many gold coins!

"If I tell you to take it, then take it!" Jian Ao deliberately put on a cold face and said, "No matter how expensive this bottle of pills is, it is not as important as your injuries. "

"This. . . Alright!" Qi Mo held back his tears and did not let him fall.

"By the way, I need to go out and train these few days. If anyone comes to cause trouble again, you can go and find Du Pengfei. He will take care of everything. " Jian Ao added before he left.

Looking at Jian Ao's back, Qi Mo's tears finally burst into an uproar like rain. He said in a low voice. "Third Young Master, don't worry. I will never let you worry about me again!"

The Mission Pavilion was an existence that could stand shoulder to shoulder with the Martial Skill Pavilion. The difference was that the Martial Skill Pavilion was filled with things related to martial skills. As the name suggested, the Mission Pavilion was a place for completing missions.

That white flower. The wall of the flower was covered with some yellow color. The yellow cloth had all kinds of quests written on it.

Generally speaking, the people of Heavenly Sword Sect were divided into ABCD and ABCD, and the difficulty was divided into four levels. If there was only one A, then it would be simple. If there were two A, then it would be normal. But if there were three A, then it would be difficult. Four A's were considered to be crossing realms. It was not something that could be done at that level.

In comparison, the higher the difficulty, the more points one would get. The danger and gains were proportionate.

"A grade missions are suitable for outer disciples, B grade missions are suitable for inner disciples. . . And so on. A grade missions are suitable for outer disciples, B grade missions are suitable for inner disciples. As for the difficulty, 1 A grade corresponds to the initial stage, 2 A middle stage, 3 A late stage, 4 A is the peak! "

Jian Ao raised his head and looked at the yellow cloth on the wall. He recalled the information about the Mission Pavilion in his heart!

"Boom!"

A strong gust of wind rippled out from Jian Ao's sleeve. A yellow cloth with a big A and four small A on it fell into his hand.

A grade cross-realm mission!

"Hiss!"

Jian Ao's actions caused quite a stir. Looking at the mission he accepted, he could not help but suck in a deep breath.

"It's actually an A grade cross-border mission!"

"Who is this person? He's just a level 4 Swordsman, yet he dares to accept the mission to kill Parr!"

"Parr is a Swordsman Peak warrior, and his strength is definitely in the top 20 in the outer circle, or even the top 15. How dare he accept this mission? Is he fearless or ignorant?! "

" I don't care if he's ignorant or useless, I only know that he's going to die. The mission of Parr had been reserved by Haixu Party's Xu Jie a long time ago. Speaking of this Xu Jie, He was also a figure, and was the cousin of one of the top ten in the inner sect, Xu Zhou. Putting aside his background, his own strength could not be underestimated. Last time, he was ranked 12th in the outer sect. If not for Young Master Han. . . I'm afraid he's already in the top 10. "

Speaking of Xu Jie, the crowd couldn't help but praise him.

When Jian Ao heard the comments of the people around him, he frowned. No matter where he went, there were people from those parties.

However, since he had come, he had to be careful. That Xu Tao seemed to be Haixu Party's. Xu Zhou should be Haixu Party's leader in the inner sect. That's good too. If your cousin Xu Jie doesn't wipe his eyes and comes to provoke me, then I can only collect some interest from him!

"Bang!"

A figure carrying a strong wind storm shot out from outside the Ten Thousand Gate and landed beside Jian Ao.

"Who is it?! Who took away the mission I ordered?" The figure looked at the yellow cloth on the wall and roared in a low voice.

"Xiu!" He stretched out his hand and grabbed a fellow disciple beside him. He grabbed his neck and shouted, "Tell me, who took away my Parr mission! Speak. "

"Cough cough. " The person whose neck was grabbed started coughing violently. Fear appeared in his eyes as he pointed at Jian Ao and stuttered, "He, cough, it's him who took away your mission!"

"Trash!"

Without even thinking, that person knew that it was Xu Jie, who was ranked 12th in the outer circle.

"Hand over the Parr mission and I'll spare your life!"

Xu Jie's words were filled with intense contempt. In his eyes, Jian Ao was just a small Sword Artist, and he could kill him without any hesitation.

"Spare my life!" Jian Ao sneered and said lightly, "Speaking of which, my luck today is really bad. He had just left the house and met Xu Jie, who was covered in the smell of sh * t. Now that he had entered the Mission Pavilion, he thought it would be better, but who knew it would be worse? He met Xu Jie, who was eating sh * t! Damn, this luck really doesn't dare to flatter me!"

After saying that, he completely ignored Xu Jie and walked out of the room, as if he didn't exist at all.

Those frivolous words and actions of turning a blind eye to him completely enraged Xu Jie. He roared furiously, "Stop right there!" His body flashed and blocked Jian Ao's path.

"Eh? Isn't this the Xu Jie who just ate shit in the morning? Why aren't you rushing back to wash up and get rid of your smell? You actually have the time to block my way. Could it be that you want to treat me to tea? I think it's better to forget about it. The smell of feces in your mouth is really too heavy. It's better to go back and wash up and sleep!" Jian Ao advised kindly.

Chu Chu's eyes, her moving voice, and her words of concern. . . Anyone who didn't know about it would probably think that Jian Ao was really concerned about Xu Jie.

As the person involved in this matter, Xu Jie's flushed face instantly became even redder when he heard Jian Ao's words.

"Initially, I wanted to spare your life, but your words have wasted this opportunity. Even if you kneel down and beg for mercy, I will make sure you die without a burial ground. " Xu Jie's cold voice was filled with killing intent.

"I'm so scared!"

Jian Ao seemed to have been scared to death by those words, and his whole body started trembling.

"I'm scared! If he knew this would happen, he wouldn't have done it in the first place! If I didn't seek death, I wouldn't have died! "

Xu Jie saw his reaction, and he couldn't help but fly into the sky. He became even more proud of himself.

However, Jian Ao's next sentence made him fall from heaven to hell in an instant!

"Idiot! Didn't you hear that I was mocking you!? Since you are an idiot, don't come out and wander around, it will ruin your reputation. Sound. "

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