Is there really such power in the world?" Some faint eyebrows condensed together, and Yuan Xinwu still didn't believe everything Xiang Yuan said.

Seeing that Yuan Xinwu was still a little suspicious, Xiang Yuan's form swelled slightly, and the image of the blue-faced fangs slowly emerged.

"Otherwise, how could I have come to this point in my twenties with my strength. ”

He told Yuan Xinwu about the miraculous effect of his golden hand, and Xiang Yuan even directly stated that he came this time to take away his martial arts experience.

Of course, he is not unscrupulous and indiscriminate.

Gejiagou has been targeted by ghosts, and Yuan Xinwu is also very clear about this.

Since I don't know at some point, the rate of ghost attacks on villagers has become higher and higher, and the attacks that originally only appeared at night have begun to spread to the daytime.

Relying on more than 100 years of martial arts skills, Yuan Xinwu was able to protect Gejiagou for a while, but he couldn't protect them for a lifetime.

Once the ghosts pounced on Gejia Village, he could not be stopped by two fists alone and four hands.

In addition, Gejiagou is located in two deep mountains, and the village escaped, and it was impossible to get out of the mountains in two or three days.

Unless Yuan Xinwu escorted them out one by one, although Yuan Xinwu was a martial arts master, he was already more than a hundred years old after all.

Gejiagou is not big, but there are more than 100 people, running back and forth like this, the requirements for physical strength are extremely high, and with Yuan Xinwu's current state, he may not be able to persevere.

Therefore, Xiang Yuan's conditions were that he could help Ge Jiagou get rid of the coveted ghosts around.

These ghosts are a catastrophe that ordinary villagers and Yuan Xinwu can't handle, but to Xiang Yuan, they are just scum pinched to death.

As long as he wants, he can kill them all in one night, and leave no one behind!

"I don't ask you to answer me now, I'll give you three days, and after three days if you don't want to, I'll leave on my own. "Get up and walk towards the gate, and be calm to the abyss.

He is not a madman who does everything, Yuan Xinwu has no grievances with him, if he kills people at will just for the sake of martial arts experience, Xiang Yuan thinks that he can't do this kind of thing.

So he came up with such a deal.

Yuan Xinwu paid the price of his own life in exchange for the safety of the people of Gejiagou.

Whether this deal can be concluded in the end, Xiang Yuan doesn't know.

But only by doing so could he take Yuan Xinwu's martial arts experience with peace of mind.

After all, the final choice in this matter is in Yuan Xinwu's hands.

Looking at Xiang Yuan's departing back, Yuan Xinwu's expression was complicated, and he was surprised and complicated by what he had just heard......

It is surprising that there is such a miraculous power in the world that can transfer decades of hard work of others to oneself, and if such power falls on a person who does everything, what a terrifying and powerful existence it will create......

And the complicated thing is, can a person really trade his life for others......

That night, Xiang Yuan tried his best to restrain his breath and stood on top of a broken bell tower in the middle of the village.

The frosty moonlight sprinkled down, carrying his hands behind his back, he pulled out, and looked condescendingly at the outside of Gejiagou, and the dozen or so shadows that revealed the strange of the forest approached here.

Can you stop it alone?

After the sun set, Yuan Xinwu came to the entrance of the village and sat down under Xiang Yuan's gaze.

It seemed that after nightfall, the safety of the whole village fell on the hundred-year-old man.

The white scorching sun gradually dissipated, and the ghosts who had coveted this village for a long time couldn't wait to come around.

Wandering under the shade of the stone crevices, these grim-faced, eyes full of greedy ghosts for the living, like a pack of hungry wolves. And Gejiagou is the sheepfold.

Sitting at the entrance of the village, Yuan Xinwu breathed a long time, although he was already a centenarian, but in this cold winter, he only had a thin cloth coat.

At midnight, the moonlight was obscured by the clouds like black hands, and the already dim heaven and earth suddenly became even more dull.

The darkness is surging, and the ghosts can't wait to rush to the village, and now it's their home field!

Qiang –

In the dead and quiet night, as if a sword soldier was unsheathed, Yuan Xinwu's eyes opened suddenly, and a dull loud sound like a drum came out of his heart, like a signal for a million troops to rush and kill!

Suddenly, Yuan Xinwu Zhou waves rolled, and the masculine aura of the vast atmosphere exploded, and his whole person seemed to turn into a big furnace, turning all the cold wind around him into warm wind!

Bulging his chest, the old man whistled and spit out.

This qi is a blazing torrent of fire, and it will burn the two ghosts alive as soon as they hit their faces!

The blood is masculine, and the exhalation is like fire!

On the top of the bell tower, Xiang Yuan's eyes were like torches, and he saw the scene of Yuan Xinwu exhaling and burning ghosts.

This person's qi and blood are pure, far above me!

Xiang Yuan's qi and blood are strong because he has a twenty-three physique with equipment bonuses, while Yuan Xinwu's qi and blood are highly condensed and pure.

In terms of the total amount of qi and blood, Xiang Yuan is even greater, but in terms of purity, Yuan Xinwu far surpasses him!

He must have taken a key step in the martial arts, otherwise an ordinary person would not have such a terrifying power of qi and blood!

Seeing Yuan Xinwu's qi and blood attainments, Xiang Yuan became more curious about where this hundred-year-old martial artist had come in the martial arts.

A scorching breath scorched the two ghosts, Yuan Xinwu stepped out, the ground under his feet instantly rolled up, and he stepped out of a distance of more than ten meters in one step!

The qi and blood in the body are like a surging river, surging and surging, Yuan Xinwu Zhou's white qi is surging, and the vast breath of the most yang and rigid is vented through the pores, turning it into a hot sun fire domain within five meters!

Any ghost who stepped into this area would scream and retreat, not daring to stay for a second longer.

Move like thunder, arm like a steel knife!

The ghost that ordinary people are extremely afraid of is as fragile as paper paste in front of Yuan Xinwu.

As soon as the hand knife fell, it was a scream of destruction!

In just a few seconds, more than a dozen ghosts that attacked Gejiagou were killed by Yuan Xinwu.

Stopping his movements, Yuan Xinwu adjusted his breathing, and the hot blood in his body did not subside with the death of the enemy, but became more and more violent.

The clouds deflected, and a ray of moonlight fell again

After Yuan Xinwu's death, a tall ghost with no surface appeared silently......

C ghost!

Ding and other ghosts are the lowest level of the entire race, except for a few Ding high-class ghosts, almost all of them have no rational thinking, and those who were easily wiped out by Yuan Xinwu are all Ding and other ghosts.

And the C-class ghosts who have received the power of high-level ghosts are not only far superior in strength to those of the D-class, but also possess human-like wisdom.

First, he sent Ding and other ghosts to attract Yuan Xinwu's attention, and then after killing these cannon fodder, he quietly attacked himself.

This is the plan of this C-class ghost......

Seeing the raised claws of the third-class ghost on the bell tower, Xiang Yuan subconsciously wanted to help.

You can raise your hand

But he paused......

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Chapter 118: Qi and blood are masculine, and the exhalation is like fire