Even if Sen Han's sword qi was three inches apart, it still gave Qin Wuyi goosebumps, and cold sweat rolled down his face.

At this moment, Qin Wuyi was scared, even frightened.

He finally understood Tang Sanbao's words now, and those demonic beast-like eyes without a trace of emotion were staring at him, making his heart furious.

A commotion wafted out of Qin Wuyi's crotch, and his trousers were wet.

Because of fear, he was directly scared to pee.

Anyway, he was only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.

"You, you can't abolish me!"

"Bang!" Before Qin Wuyi could finish speaking, Qin Wushuang stabbed out three swords in a row, and each swordsman accurately broke through a big hole in Qin Wuyi's dantian.

A stream of white gas rose into the sky, and it was transformed by the spiritual power of heaven and earth that leaked out of the dantian.

"You, you really dare to waste me!" Qin Wuyi was frightened and desperate.

Being abolished Dantian means that you will never be able to set foot in the martial arts for the rest of your life.

The body has lost its most basic function of containing the vitality of heaven and earth, and it is no different from a waste person.

In the Heavenly Demon Continent, the martial artists who have been deposed of their dantian will be ridiculed and looked down upon for the rest of their lives, which is equivalent to an ant.

Even if Qin Wuyi is Qin Hongjun's son, he will still not be able to raise his head in the future.

In the end, Qin Wuyi fell to the ground and fainted, and this life was completely over.

And Qin Wushuang just glanced at him with contemptuous eyes, then put away his sword and entered the gate.

Qin Wushuang was bullied for two years, and when he abolished Qin Wuyi, his emotions did not fluctuate in the slightest, and it was completely deserved.

After returning to the room, Qin Wushuang looked inward at his body and found that this body had completely recovered as before, which made him ecstatic.

In the future, he will finally be able to cultivate the Six Demonic Skills with peace of mind.

However, he knew very well that it would be extremely difficult for him to return to the peak again after being reborn.

The requirements of the Six Dao Demon Skills are extremely high for cultivators, and they must all cultivate their essence, qi, and spirit to the Great Perfection in order to achieve the Emperor Realm.

Cultivating any of the essence, qi, and gods to the peak can reach the peak of the Creation Realm, for example, Taishu Tiandu, one of the current rulers of Fancheng, has cultivated the "god" to the Great Perfection, allowing him to be directly promoted from the eight-rank alchemist to the nine-rank peak.

If you want to cultivate all three to the peak, you need extremely strong tenacity and talent.

And the Six Demonic Techniques were a door to the Emperor Realm for Qin Wushuang.

"In other words, if I want to reach the Emperor Realm, I have to put in a hundred times more effort than others. Qin Wushuang's expression was firm, in this life, no one could stop him from reaching the peak and achieving the Emperor Realm.

"The demon seed has grown a little bit with the ascension of my realm, but it is very small, and if you want to go further, you need a lot of demon qi. ”

Qin Wushuang muttered to himself, the Six Dao Demon Techniques were different from other Yuan Gongs, and the only way to advance was to continuously absorb the Demon Qi to strengthen the Demon Seed, and a new page would not be opened until the day when the pages of the Human Dao Book were filled.

As far as he knew, there was only one way to obtain demonic qi in a place like Ning Tiancheng.

That is to find a team of mercenaries to enter the depths of the Demon Beast Mountain Range, hunt down those demonic beasts that have been demonized by the Heavenly Demon Giant Lake to obtain the magic core.

Two years ago, there were originally several mercenary teams employed by the Qin family, but because of Qin Hongjun's poor management, these teams chose a new master as early as a year ago.

Therefore, Qin Wushuang must now find a way to recruit a new team of mercenaries to hunt demonic beasts for him.

There is a special area in the west city of Ningtian City, called Mercenary Gorge.

In the early morning, all mercenary regiments sorted out their equipment early and prepared to enter the mountain.

There are also some mercenary groups that seem to be more idle, and these mercenary groups generally have not yet found a clientele.

Here, if you want to survive, you have to be in a group, so the vast majority of mercenary groups are subordinate to the most famous mercenary leader, Scarface.

This Scarface is very mysterious, and he suddenly rose in the Mercenary Gorge two years ago, and then he is about to unify the Mercenary Gorge.

All the members of the Golden Iron Mercenary Regiment gathered together, and the atmosphere was a little gloomy.

Three days ago, the head of the regiment, Ren Zhaodi, was injured while hunting demonic beasts, although he only injured his fingers, but I don't know why, his entire arm is now unable to move, and there is a tendency to spread.

"Big brother, if we don't go out again, we won't be able to open the pot!" a group member complained with a sad face.

"Yes, big brother, if it doesn't work, let's bow to Scarface, we can always eat, and it's better than now. ”

Ren Zhaodi sighed helplessly, vassalizing to Scarface's subordinates meant paying a high amount of protection money.

While everyone in the Golden Iron Mercenary Group was waiting for Brother Ren to speak, they didn't notice that a young man had quietly walked into the courtyard.

This young man is none other than Qin Wushuang.

He took a turn in the West City and finally chose the Golden Iron Mercenary Group.

"Ahem, you're discussing something, I have a business, I don't know if you want to do it. ”

"Who, of course you do!" Ren Zhaodi's face immediately showed excitement, and he pushed away one of his subordinates and stood up.

However, when he saw that the person who came turned out to be a teenager, his face turned gloomy again.

He knew Qin Wushuang, the great name of this waste young master was known to everyone in Ning Tiancheng.

Qin Wushuang came here early in the morning, and kept saying that there was business for his Jintie mercenary group to do?

He felt that this waste young master must be joking.

"Young Master of the Qin family, you don't want to stay at home, what are you doing in Mercenary Gorge? This is not a place for children. Brother Ren Zhao looked at Qin Wushuang, and it was completely a tone of lesson.

Qin Wushuang spread his hands and raised his eyebrows: "I mean I have a business to do, and I came to you on purpose." ”

Li Tong waved his hand impatiently and said: "Go and go, while playing, our boss is annoyed today, annoying him, and abolishing you!"

The rest of the Golden Iron Mercenary Group also thought that Qin Wushuang was not here to do business at all, and if it weren't for his identity, he would have been beaten out long ago.

With a "snap", Qin Wushuang raised his hand and threw a money bag to the ground, and said lightly: "There are nine thousand taels of silver in it, which is your reward for entering the mountain this time." ”

The people in the mercenary group are all reckless, and they only recognize money and not people, so Qin Wushuang doesn't want to talk nonsense with them.

This silver was obtained by robbing Ru Baifeng's Qiankun ring.

The mercenaries' eyes lit up, obviously tempted.

But Ren Zhaodi sneered, and said with great disdain: "Nine thousand taels of silver want us to go into the mountain?

If you want to hire an excellent team like the Golden Iron Mercenary Group to enter the mountain, you need at least 20,000 taels of silver, 9,000 taels, which is really not enough!

The helplessness of having no money made Qin Wushuang frown.

"Nine thousand taels is already a lot, you don't have any business today, right?"

Brother Ren Zhao snorted: "Even if there is no business, just nine thousand taels of silver, there is no way to send us into the mountain, the little waste of the Qin family, you get out!"

He kept screaming about waste, which could be regarded as infuriating Qin Wushuang.

Qin Wushuang's eyes were cold, and he walked straight to Brother Ren Zhao.

"Little waste, what do you want to do?"

Immediately, two people stopped in front, but to their shock, Qin Wushuang's pace was very peculiar, and he actually walked by their bodies, and there was no way to stop them at all.

In this way, Qin Wushuang came to Ren Zhaodi, looked at him and said, "I'll give you another chance, accept the money, and work for me." ”

Originally, Ren Zhaodi was in a very bad mood, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Work for you? You tell me to succumb to a waste of the Golden Iron Mercenary Group? No matter how noisy it is, leave one hand and leave!"

With that, he offered a bright sword.

Qin Wushuang glanced at Ren Zhaodi's fingers, and said flatly: "Your right index finger was injured by the Red Lian Snake? The Red Lian Snake is highly poisonous, are you now unable to sleep with severe pain in your fingers every day? Your whole arm has turned crimson? And the severe pain will spread to your heart all the time? Let me tell you, if the injury on your hand is not treated, within three days, you will be half paralyzed, and after seven days, you will die of severe poison attacking your heart." ”

Brother Ren Zhao was shocked, and his right hand unconsciously turned his back behind him.

How can a young master of waste see the wound on his hand? And the wound is so thin that you can't see it if you don't look closely.

"You, you don't want to talk nonsense, I'm not hurt at all. ”

At the moment, he was very weak-hearted, and he spoke secretly.

Qin Wushuang ignored Brother Ren and said to himself: "Your fingers are light purple, but you soak them in purple stem anther liquid every night, and there is still a pale white powder between your fingernails, but you use arsenic saltpeter powder to relieve pain?" I have to say that you still understand some pharmacology, but some things can not be used indiscriminately, although these two things can temporarily relieve your pain, but the symptoms are not cured, you temporarily stop the spread of toxins, but you should know that arsenic saltpeter powder is also toxic, if you can't neutralize its efficacy, even if you can detoxify, one hand is wasted. ”

Brother Ren Zhao swallowed heavily and was completely touched by Qin Wushuang's words.

His face was covered with sweat, and the contempt just now was completely gone, completely ignoring the strange gazes of the little brothers around him, and he was completely asking for advice: "Then the little young master of the Qin family, do you have a way to keep my hand and remove the poison for me?"

Ordinary mercenaries lick blood from the knife all year round, and they all know some simple treatment methods, and Qin Wushuang's analysis is completely correct.

He can even tell what medicine he has used before!

"Yes!"

Qin Wushuang's answer was extremely affirmative, not to mention that this little crimson snake was highly poisonous, even if it was ten times more poisonous than this, he could solve it.

The gazes around him made Ren Zhaodi eager to find a crack in the ground to get into, but he still had to pull down his face and be polite to Qin Wushuang: "Then, please tell me the little master!

Qin Wushuang said lightly: "Now go and pick up the money bag and promise to be my little brother, maybe you still have to save it." ”