I thought that Liu Wenchuan, who had been deeply poisoned, would not set off any more storms at all, and the screams of the little monk on the other side also stopped. Everything seems to be running along the trajectory that the beans envisioned.

But.

Why... This kid is obviously poisonous, how could it be... Is this the result? The old man looked down at his chest. The wound, which was about the size of his crossmark, was not bloody.

The hand in the sleeve stretched out tremblingly, pointing directly at Liu Wenchuan, and as soon as he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"You..." are not already poisoned, how can you use your true qi?

This was the old man's last regret, and with this regret, his body fell to the ground heavily, and the light in his eyes gradually disappeared.

His poison is indeed very powerful, even the five realms and six realms, and he can't stand it by surprise. Even if it is the Seven Realms, if it cannot be dealt with in time after poisoning, the consequences are still unimaginable.

It's a pity that the person he met today was a one-in-a-million accident, and he was an invulnerable body.

Liu Wenchuan held the knife and did not step forward immediately, he was afraid that the old guy would die and fight back. There's nothing wrong with being careful, and after waiting and waiting, I'm sure the old man doesn't have anything to hide, so he went over to check.

After making sure that the old man was dead, he hesitated for a moment, and then used his sword to pick off the gloves that the old man was wearing. Then he peeled off the old man's clothes.

Sure enough, there was the same black gas bag in the old man's arms, but the bag was empty. He picked up the bag and put the slightly cool black hand suit into the bag.

Standing up again, he was about to take a look at the situation of the little monk Wujie, but he didn't expect Wujie to come to him at some point, and he was looking at himself with a smile?

"Solved?" Liu Wenchuan frowned and asked.

Wujie nodded, "It's just a few little thieves, I influenced them as soon as I learned the Dharma, and they all put down their butcher knives and became Buddhas on the spot, and went home to chant by themselves." ”

Liu Wenchuan naturally didn't believe his nonsense, glanced at him, and said, "We may have to change routes, they should have another person rushing over." ”

Wujie laughed disappreliantly: "It's just these little minions, what's there..."

Before he finished speaking, a chilling sword light suddenly rushed from the side.

"Be careful!" Liu Wenchuan subconsciously reminded him.

Wujie dodged sideways, and fell directly to the ground under his feet, and crawled around to the back of the big tree, and his head was already covered with fine sweat. With palpitations, he raised his hand to wipe his sweat, muttering and scolding. Grandma's fortunately, Master, I dodged quickly, otherwise wouldn't it have been split in two, and my head would have been split, and Master would not know him if he was afraid of cleaning up.

I'm scared to death of the little monk, scared to death of the master!

The sword light fell suddenly, and an ancient tree of two people surrounded by a thin thickness was split by a sword, clean and neat.

A white dress fell lightly to the ground, the man held a sword in his left hand, was tall, and his long hair was simply tied by a red strip. His eyes are like eagles, and his eyebrows are like clouds.

It may be because of being too thin, the frontal bone is high and raised. With gloomy eyes, he glanced at the little monk who was hiding behind a tree and leaking half of his buttocks, and turned to Liu Wenchuan and asked, "You two killed them?" ”

Obviously, the man was somewhat incredulous. Two kids who look fledgling have killed their subordinates who have been walking the rivers and lakes for many years?

"I said no, do you believe it?" Liu Wenchuan asked rhetorically.

Scold! The man was laughed at by Liu Wenchuan's words. It's just that he doesn't know how ugly his smile is.

It's better not to laugh, when he grinned, he didn't know what he had managed, and the two scars on both sides of his mouth that extended to the base of his ears were hideously revealed, looking like his mouth was torn apart by others.

The man's gaze swept over the scar on Liu Wenchuan's chest, and finally froze on the knife in his hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "It doesn't matter."

It doesn't matter if you're uncle, or you're running for a knife? Liu Wenchuan had goosebumps all over his body. The person in front of him gave himself the feeling of not only danger, but also terrifying. Is this guy really human?

"Brother Liu, don't talk to him, hurry up!"

Liu Wenchuan looked at it, and he didn't know when Wujie actually crawled to his side.

"What kind of god, withdraw!" Wujie shouted anxiously.

Remove? Where to retreat, I have to stab my ass with a sword before I run far!

"That uncle is at least six realms, and he can't do it! Run as fast as you can. ”

Brush! A sword light suddenly attacked, Liu Wenchuan didn't have time to take care of it, and the wind under his feet began to flee.

Yuyang County said that it was not big, at least the size of two Yuan Cangguo. Let's talk about it, it is the smallest county of the Tianze Dynasty. The man in white was born in Yuyang County, and he changed from a Qi person to a citizen of Tianze, and the process was dark for him.

It's not that he's patriotic, it's that in the years of war, he's endured inhuman abuse.

To have today's martial arts achievements, you can't get rid of the abuse you suffered at the beginning, it is a dark underground sect. There is no quarrel with the world, but it is a small cannibalistic world isolated from the outside world.

His current name is Chang Wu.

In fact, it is the name of his master, so that he will always remember this person.

When he was nine years old, he was led into the mountain gate by his master, and he stepped into the master gate full of ideals, but he didn't expect what kind of darkness and torture he had endured in five years. It's as if there will be a layer of gray shadow on his eyes now, which is the sequelae of the poisoning that was almost blind.

In his fifth year in the mountains, he was already skinny and had sunken eyes. The same is true of the brothers and sisters of the same sect, and after a period of time, some people will not be able to stand the torture and commit suicide.

He didn't even know the name of the sect he was in, he only knew that his master was Chang Wu. After getting started, someone did carefully teach him how to cultivate and how to master the sect's mental method. It's just that within a few days, he could sense the true qi, and the true qi in his body began to operate according to a fixed trajectory.

This was the beginning of his hellish life.

The head of the sect is a martial artist of the Six Realms who is approaching, and there are nearly 100 disciples. They are all looking for people from all over Miyo-gun who can practice. Although there is no martial arts genius in a hundred, there are many people.

Later, after changing his name to Changwu, he found out. The real purpose of the head and the four masters is to stimulate their martial arts potential through the blood of young martial artists.

During the five years of training, they were all practicing in a dark place and in an extremely dangerous environment. The slightest carelessness under the feet may lead to thousands of broken corpses and disembowelment. And after stopping training at night, you should separate your pulse and bleed when your body is at its hottest.

The perverted teacher has created Changwu's perverted life. Five years later, he was finally overwhelmed, but he didn't want to die. He hated his master, hated the master, hated the rivers and lakes, and hated the world.

Why does such a demon sect still exist in the world, and why can't those so-called famous and decent families come to exterminate their own masters.

So, with his own strength, he used all kinds of cruel and vicious methods to turn the entire division into a mass grave overnight. Everyone died, the head of the sect, the master, the uncle, and a few uncles, without exception.

For a long time afterward, he stayed alone in his master and practiced alone. And he also found a problem, it turned out that sucking the boiling blood of those young martial artists could really help the cultivation of martial arts.

The premise is that the mental method of one's own cultivation is completely consistent with this method.

After he burned down the division, the first person he met when he stepped into the rivers and lakes was the fisherman. The first time the two of them traveled together was to plunder a squire.

robbing gold and silver, raping * adulterous women.

Because they all hate this world. They are absolutely unfair to themselves in the world, and they depend on each other to fight against this unfair world together, in their own most comfortable way.

......

"If you can kill him, why run away."

Liu Wenchuan's speed was very fast, but the man followed behind him unhurriedly, chasing after sword lights, like playing a game of cat and mouse.

"Since you are a martial artist, just running away will affect your future martial arts heart. Come on, come and fight me, maybe you can kill me. ”

Another sword light struck, and Liu Wenchuan was already sweating. If you just run away, it's nothing, the key is to place the opponent's sword light at all times. Although the sword qi is very powerful, you can feel the jerkiness when you make a move.

I remember that the old man said that he wanted to find a weapon for their boss. That is, the person behind him also uses a sword, not a sword. So he is still alive because the man's swordsmanship is derived from the sword technique, and it is only a temporary strategy against the enemy.

Even so, Liu Wenchuan still didn't dare to slack off. There are two realms between myself and the other party. If the other party seizes the opportunity, even if it is a punch full of true anger, he will be killed on the spot.

Dodging the opponent's sword again, Liu Wenchuan finally stopped fleeing, turned around, poured the true qi under his feet, rushed back like a cannonball, and drew his knife and slashed straight at the opponent.

This unexpected counterattack made Chang Wu indeed a little surprised and surprised. But Liu Wenchuan's knife was too pediatric for him. He has practiced this most basic knife style thousands of times.

Raise your hand to block in the middle, get out of the way, and let the qi burst out of Liu Wenchuan's blade hit the air. Find the right position and kick sideways.

How did Liu Wenchuan rush over, how was he kicked back, and he was in the air and he spurted out of his mouth with a big mouthful of blood. This is already the limit of what he can bear, but the other party clearly has no lethal power, otherwise he should already be a corpse by now.

The mouth not only greets the unprecepted who has disappeared without a trace. This bastard bastard little bald donkey, did he sell himself at the critical moment?

Before Liu Wenchuan turned around and sneak attacked, Wujie quietly appeared in front of him again, hiding in a tree, taking advantage of the fact that the man behind him did not catch up, he whispered: "I sneak attack, use your previous tricks, seize the opportunity to kill him." ”

This is the plan given by Wujie, and as a result, the left and right did not wait for the Wujie sneak attack. He can only bite the bullet and entangle the other party by himself, hoping that Wujie will not deceive himself.

As a result, it seems that I was still fooled. Your uncle! ”

"My uncle has passed away! Now, get ready to shoot! ”

The elusive Wujie suddenly appeared again, and while Liu Wenchuan flew backwards, he was still hiding in that tree.

Liu Wenchuan rolled his eyes.

Well, one last time I'll believe you.