Chapter 92: The Liangjiagou Tragedy

In the next time, Wang Xu spent five more opportunities to simulate, and used up all the points on his body, but he didn't improve his cultivation, and he didn't even find a little improvement eyebrow.

On the contrary, it was Wang Xu's killing move, and the Xuanwu Water Dividing Sword had reached the level of a small success, and it became more proficient in using it, but that's all.

It was almost dawn, Wang Xu shook his head regretfully, his talent was indeed as the phoneme elder said.

However, Wang Xu believes that there is no endless road, do it first, and then simulate it, and if you don't keep it, there will be opportunities, and this has been the case several times before.

In any case, he has to go to Kaiyang County today, otherwise, according to this vulgar template, he will have a chance next time, but it is the time of the 43-year-old plague.

After having a choice, Wang Xu planned to go first, and some results were simulated anyway.

After packing up his things, Wang Xu asked Chang Tianchi to be notified, and then he chose a fast horse and went to Kaiyang County alone.

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Kaiyang County, 100 miles away, Liangjiagou.

It was night, the moon and stars were scarce, and Ye Chen was sitting in the room alone and cultivating.

He had just arrived here today, and when he saw that there was a village, he stayed here.

Suddenly, there was a movement captured by Ye Chen, he slowly opened his eyes, and looked sideways at the outside of the house, there was a strange aura fluctuation outside, this feeling was very strange.

On the road in the village, he saw that the villagers' eyes were glowing red, and all men, women, children, adults and children, were swaying towards the center of the village.

Ye Chen grabbed the old man who was staying with him and called him softly, but there was no reaction, and he still couldn't dispel these red lights by injecting spiritual energy into his body.

In desperation, he could only quietly follow the crowd to see what was going on.

In the center of the village of Liangjiagou, there is an old man holding an incense burner, and the old man has a red strap on his head, who is the village chief of Liangjiagou.

Ye Chen watched from a distance, making sure that the village chief had his own consciousness, and he was surprised to find that this village chief turned out to be an eighth-level martial artist.

Although this is the territory of Kaiyang County, it is still quite rare for people like eighth-level martial artists to appear, and the village chief of a down-and-out village can have such strength, which must be strange, and the aura is so weird, then the problem is even greater.

Next, Ye Chen saw that the village chief carried a mouthful of three clans round ding, and the whole body was blood-red.

After all the villagers gathered, a monk remotely controlled the Ding Furnace, and a red light erupted from the round Ding, and the red light meandered out, turning into a big red hand, directly grabbing the nearest woman, and came to the sky above the Ding Furnace.

With such a fierce pinch, blood spurted out from the woman's strange body, and the blood also fell into the Ding furnace, and the woman lost her breath and died.

"Damn! This must be the work of evil cultivators! Ye Chen crawled on the roof, clenched his fists and roared.

Immediately afterwards, there was a second person, there was no law for Yuanding to catch people, and whoever was close to the person would be arrested, but this village chief, after seeing this, nodded with great satisfaction.

In a short time, four or five people had already died, and when the palm of his hand caught the nearest child, Ye Chen couldn't hold back anymore and immediately took action.

In the afternoon, the child also played marbles with Ye Chen, and he was a hard-working child, saying that his parents had gone up the mountain to chop firewood and died, but now it seems that the child's parents should have died like this.

Ye Chen held a bright silver spear in his hand, and glided over, the tip of the spear shook, and a spear burst out, breaking the red bloody hand condensed by the Ding Furnace.

After landing, he kicked the village chief over again with a thunderous momentum, and the tip of the gun shot directly at the nose of the village chief, and shouted: "Dog, who are you serving for!" Say! ”

"Your Excellency is a Qi Refiner, I don't know your name?" The village chief was not afraid, but he still asked Ye Chen's name when he was restrained.

In this regard, Ye Chen kept an eye on it, his heart moved, and he opened his mouth and said: "Lao Tzu's name is Wang Xu!" ”

"Your Excellency Wang Xu spared your life, I was also forced, and I had no choice." The village chief immediately raised his hands and said, "If I don't do this, the demon cultivators in the Great Open Mountain will kill me." ”

"Demon Cultivator!" Ye Chen's eyes glared fiercely.

At this moment, a strong wind hit from the side, Ye Chen turned his head suddenly, only to see a blood-red flywheel, whistling and spinning, tearing the air in mid-air, the angle was tricky and weird, and the speed was not slow.

In an instant, it fell in front of Ye Chen, and Ye Chen could only raise his spear to block, with a crisp clang, and sparks flew everywhere.

The huge force made Ye Chen fly out upside down, and after landing, he took a few steps back before stabilizing his body.

"This power, the fifth layer of qi refining!" Ye Chen was taken aback and his eyes widened.

He only has the cultivation strength of the third layer of Qi refining, and the fifth layer of Qi refining is a watershed for a Qi Refiner, the gap between heaven and earth.

"Haha, I didn't expect to meet a third-level loose cultivator of Qi refining, your blood is a great tonic, stay it!" The red flywheel struck again.

Ye Chen could only swing his gun to block, knowing that he was not an opponent, he could only retreat while fighting and quickly escape.

"Village Chief Liang, you continue to do your business, this Wang Xu, leave it to me." A red figure flashed out, and then jumped and chased in the direction of Ye Chen.

The village chief didn't dare to slack off, and continued to raise his palm, put it on a red pillar, and dealt with the villagers one by one, while shaking his head and saying: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I have to do this, I don't want to die, I don't want to die." ”

I don't know how long it took, but with the death of the last villager, the village chief fell to the ground without strength, shivering.

The man in black who was chasing Ye Chen came back, with a disappointed expression, obviously not catching up.

He was very satisfied with the blood in the ding, looked down and looked at the village chief with contempt, and with a wave of his hand, several flames flew out and fell on the corpses and the houses in the village, and the fire burned instantly.

"Old thing, I can do what I say and spare your life."

Village Chief Liang lay on the ground, not daring to move at all, and folded his hands to thank him again and again.

The fire burned for two days, until on the third day, when the sun was three poles, a young man came to the village, and looked at the devastation, and the boy was so distressed that he knelt on the ground and broke his heart.

At this moment, he found the village chief Liang who was dead on the ground, dying, and immediately rushed up, fed him a little spiritual fluid, and woke up leisurely.

"Village Chief, what the hell is going on, why is this happening?" The young man stared.

The village chief was fainted by the smoke because he didn't run in time, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a familiar face, and he was frightened and said weakly: "It's Shaobai, a qi refiner named Wang Xu, he killed the whole village of our village!" ”