If they want to die heroically, they can all die in battle under the sixteen cities of human monks, but they choose to endure humiliation and bear the burden, so since they have all come here and worked for so long, there is no point in sacrificing heroically.

The Great Elder was waiting, waiting for the most outstanding and powerful of their human monks to come to their rescue.

"Huh!" the meaty-faced overseer once again knocked down a human monk who was a little slower because he was looking at the fierce resistance in the distance, "What do you see? You can resist if you have the ability, see that I don't whip your head! I tell you, I only used 10% of my strength on this side!"

The human monk gritted his teeth and roared, "Sooner or later you will die at my hands!"

"What did you say?" the overseer was furious, and another whip was slammed on the human monk, and the human monk was vigorously whipped away and rolled out, and the human next to him hurriedly tried to help him up, but was rewarded with a whip by the overseer.

"I'll see who dares to help him, let me keep working, or you'll end up with him!" roared the overseer, striding over.

A young man, however, ignored the overseer's words, walked up to the human monk with firm steps, lifted him up, and sent True Yuan Power to heal his wounds.

"Bastard, didn't you hear me?" The overseer was furious, and rolled up the leather whip in his hand, and smashed the young man's shirt, revealing the young man's scarred upper body, but he saw that the young man was whipped, and he didn't move at all, and behind the tattered clothes were strong muscles like a dragon, and after the barbed leather whip fell, there was still no scar at all.

"Huh?" The overseer was taken aback, and with all his strength, he whipped the young man again, this time the young man's shirt was smashed to pieces by the true yuan force on his whip, and the muscles of the young man's upper body like steel were all exposed, and where he was hit by the leather whip, there was only a faint white mark, and the thorny leather whip could not break through his physical defense at all.

The young man helped the human monk heal his wounds and patted him: "Keep working, we have to be patient, the big man can bend and stretch, now is not the time for us to rise." ”

He turned to look at the overseer, revealing a tough face, and the body in front of him also had countless scars, which made people wonder how many injuries this young man had suffered and how many battles he had experienced. The scars on his body were stacked with new ones, and the dense scars covered every inch of his skin, and there was not an inch of intact that could be seen.

The overseer's scalp couldn't help but tingle, he knew how such skin became like this, that is, after the wound had healed, it was broken again, and then healed, and then cut again, which was already cruel, a thousand times more cruel than he now whipped an unarmed mortal with a leather whip.

"You, what do you want to do? I warn you, it's useless to resist! As soon as you make a move, the Yuanying Monk will fall from the sky and cinch you into a meat pie!" The overseer with a meaty face stammered and warned, he had already seen that he was not the opponent of this young man, and he knew that the young man was not something that a monk like him could deal with, regardless of the level of the young man's cultivation, just by looking at his body, which could not be harmed with all his strength.

On the other hand, if the young man wants to kill him, it is estimated that it will be easy.

The young man didn't mean to do anything, just looked at the overseer lightly and said, "If you want to beat someone to vent, you can beat me." ”

"Do you think I don't dare?" the overseer was annoyed, and the leather whip in his hand fell on the young man, and on his face, the young man closed his eyes and accepted it calmly.

The human monks beside him looked at him with respect, equally secretly amazed.

Before this, no one knew that the young man would have such muscles and scars, and no one knew that his body had been trained so strong.

"Stop. A faint voice came, stopping the overseer's frenzied behavior.

The overseer stopped panting, looking at the young man in front of him, there was not the slightest scar on his body, and his leather whip really did not hurt the young man.

"My lord!" the overseer saluted respectfully to the sky, and a Yuanying monk from the Blue Sky Sect noticed this, and slowly descended, shouting to stop the overseer's whipping.

The young man calmly watched the Yuanying Monk descend, and the Yuanying Monk also looked at the young man with great curiosity, "What a strong alchemy technique, and such a ruthless heart! To refine your muscles and skin today, you have not been beaten since you were a child, right? There are still people who use such methods to exercise their bodies, and the human monks once again amazed me." ”

The young man said lightly: "When your family, friends, and your people are facing an existential crisis all the time and you can't do anything about it, a path that is difficult but reveals a faint light of hope appears in front of you, and you will choose to take this path as well, because if you don't do it, your heart will suffer more than your physical body every moment." ”

Yuanying Monk narrowed his eyes and asked, "What's your name?" Such a powerful alchemy technique is not something that ordinary people can have, who is your master?

The young man said: "My name is Xiao Noodles, my master is the first elixir master in the Qingbo Star Domain, the top of the heavenly list, the master of the Medicine King Tower, and the killing god Qin Changkong who slashed the immortals!" Speaking of his master, the young man's calm face finally changed, and it was a kind of reverence and pride from the heart.

"Qin Changkong's disciple!" Monk Yuanying exclaimed in surprise, the corners of his eyes began to twitch, and he couldn't help but take two steps back.

Even though he was a monk of the Qingtian Sect, but in the face of a legendary figure like Qin Changkong, he couldn't help but be in awe, Qin Changkong killed the Xiahou Immortal, killed the Holy Son of Luo Tianzong, and killed the Black Fox Elder of the Medicine King Palace, each of these characters was much stronger and more advanced than a mere Yuanying monk like him.

Even if Qingtian Sect and Qin Changkong were enemies, they had to admit Qin Changkong's strength.

It turned out that this young man turned out to be Qin Changkong's disciple, no wonder he had such a perverted alchemy technique and such a crazy cultivation method. Qin Changkong's disciple, no matter how bad it is, it won't be any worse.

"Actually, you are very afraid of my master, that's why you want to take us here as hostages, you are afraid that my master will become stronger, strong enough to overthrow your Qingtian Sect, so you can't wait to suppress him. The young man said lightly.

Yuanying Monk couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart, and said, "That bullshit master of yours, it's a fart in front of the Qingtian Sect! He hasn't been hiding in that fairy realm and doesn't dare to come out now, he is so powerful, why don't you see him come to save you? How can our Qingtian Sect be afraid of him!"

He took the leather whip in the overseer's hand in one hand and said fiercely: "Your alchemy technique is very strong, I want to see if you can block the attack of the Yuanying Cultivator!"

He whipped the young man with his hand, and the hard muscles of his body burst and were beaten with a bloody streak.

"Haha, Qin Changkong's disciples are nothing more than that!" Yuan Ying Monk was overjoyed when he saw that he was able to break through the young man's defenses, and he whipped off one whip after another, drawing blood marks on the little noodles' body.

The nearby human monks all turned their faces away in grief, unable to bear to see Little Noodles suffering so much.

Only Xiao Noodle's face was still calm, and he didn't care about this pain for a long time.

Back then, Qin Lang left the Sixteen Cities of Human Cultivators, and Sakura also left with the Han Butterfly Priestess, so he knew that the future cultivation path would all depend on himself.

He doesn't have the bloodline talent like Sakura, and even the cultivation talent is not as good as the genius among many human cultivators, he only has a ruthlessness, a ruthlessness to compete with himself. Qin Lang told him that the cultivation of this "Battle Heaven Overlord Body Technique" does not require high cultivation talent, as long as he is diligent enough and ruthless enough to himself, he can slowly cultivate to Dacheng.

Ruthlessly, he thought, this is the only thing I can do to myself.

So he boiled his body day after day, and practiced this body that made his scalp numb when he saw it, which was practiced in countless pains and torments, compared to the poisonous hand he inflicted on himself, the pain that Yuanying Monk drew on his body was simply child's play.

The Yuanying Cultivator of the Qingtian Sect originally wanted to see Qin Changkong's disciple being whipped by himself and kneeling down and begging for mercy, but in front of him, there was only a small noodle with a cold face and motionless.

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