Because the prisoners here can't fight within the scope of the big tree, when Fan Wu and the others occupied the big tree, no one rushed up to climb the tree, at most they gathered around the tree and watched, obediently listening to the fat man's words.

There are also some people who don't want to listen and just turn around and leave, looking for opportunities in other big trees, and finally there are only about eight or nine hundred people who are willing to stay and obey the arrangement, and most of them are old and weak women and children who can't run fast.

The crowd listened to what the fat man said, and they wanted them to let the two of them kill them with their own hands and absorb soul power, so that they could be protected in exchange for a safe night.

Although no one believed that they could do it, the big tree had already been occupied by them, and it was about to get dark, and there was no difference between being killed by them and being killed by the sword grass, so more than half of the people were still willing to try it, and the remaining half stood on the periphery and watched.

Fan Wu and the others ignored the crowd of waiters, and hurried to organize those who were willing to die to stand in the inner circle before the moon came out, and the rest of those who were unwilling to participate could only wait for the sword grass to wear through on the periphery.

Waiting for the crowd to stand up, the two of them showed their weapons, and took turns to start harvesting human lives in circles, the fat man still used the seven-star money sword, and the decomposed seven-star sword had forty-nine copper coins, one to kill one, and two rounds could absorb nearly 100 soul power, which was quite labor-saving.

Fan Wu is much harder, he can't absorb soul power by shooting, he can only kill one by one with a saber, although the speed of absorbing soul power is much faster now, but it will take a lot of time to go down in a circle.

Later, Fan Wu simply turned the weapon into a long knife, and killed it with a rush, and the speed increased several times, but the scene was a little weird.

The two of them took turns to fight two or three times to kill all the more than 400 people who were willing to die, and the fat man put all of them into dry corpses because of the loss of soul power into Qiankun bags, first high-fived Fan Wu to celebrate, and then looked at the crowd watching outside with a smile.

"Are you coming?"

After speaking, he deliberately looked up at the sky, and at this time the moon just came out, and the grass on the ground began to raise its head.

The crowd watching from the periphery saw that although the more than 400 people who died were not reborn in the same place, they did not know where they were sent by the two of them, and maybe they were just transferred to other places in the grassland to continue to be tortured, and it was not enough to prove that they were okay.

So no one paid attention to the fat man at all, only after being killed by the sword grass three or five times, there were more than a dozen people who were willing to die, and it was easy for someone to take the lead, and then it was out of control, and before midnight, all the people who were watching were all in the fat man's bag.

Seeing that there was no one left, the two of them sat down to eat something, excitedly summarized tonight's harvest and discussed adjusting tomorrow's second step plan, and then had time to take a nap.

When they woke up, it was already dawn, and the two of them found that the environment around them had changed again, but this time there was a big tree not far away, so they didn't need to spend time looking for it, and they could directly implement the plan.

When he came to the tree, the fat man released all the dried corpses that he had put away last night, and the corpses of eight or nine hundred were piled together, probably because he only died once last night, so before noon, these corpses were resurrected one after another.

Looking at the crowd of people who woke up one after another and looked at the scenery with their eyes shining, Fan Wu and the others couldn't help but high-five again to celebrate, the second step of the plan was successful.

Due to the law of the Sword Grassland, the people here only wake up before evening every day, and they haven't seen the morning sun for hundreds of years, and this time they can see it again because of Fan Wu's plan, and everyone is excited.

"Are you awake?"

Hearing the question, the excited people found that Fan Wu and the others were standing under the big tree and looking at them with a smile, and some boldly came out of the crowd and walked in front of the two and bowed.

"Thank you both for allowing us to see the light of day again. ”

"No thanks, we just take what we need, since we have received your soul power, we will definitely do what we promised. ”

"I can't say that, if it's just in exchange for night safety, it's just a deal, but being able to see the morning sun and the daytime scenery again is tantamount to reviving our already numb souls again, which is a great blessing. ”

Fan Wu didn't expect that the point they wanted to thank was not to die a few times, but to be able to see the morning sun again, if this was the case, the selling point of the publicity could be one more.

The two of them deliberately released them under the big tree, just to make them feel that they could not only get a night of peace in exchange for soul power, but also find the tree for the first time the next day, and now they have to add the love complex of the sun in the morning, which is even more attractive.

"Since you say that this is a great favor, then we are not hypocritical, if you want to repay the favor, then help us publicize it, so that more people can come over in exchange for freedom. ”

"Don't worry, not only to publicize it, but also to bring them over personally, after all, we still want to see the sun tomorrow morning." ”

The propaganda work was arranged, and the two of them bid farewell to these hundreds of people, and waited for the harvest of fruits under the tree.

On the first night, before the effect was fully displayed, two thousand came, leaving one thousand.

On the second night, three thousand came, and two thousand remained.

On the third night, four thousand came, and four thousand remained

Fifth night, six thousand

Sixth night, ten thousand

......

Business is getting better and better!

Ten days later, tens of thousands of people running on the grassland in the evening came for Fan Wu and his wife.

This is still because there are too many people, and the two of them can't kill them at all, and the result of stopping the publicity, 50,000 people is already the limit of two people in one night, and they will not be killed until the second half of the night without stopping.

Because people's waking time during the day is directly proportional to the time of death at night, and those who die wake up early, so after the second half of the night, not many people are willing to die in vain, after all, the number of deaths is not less, and the time to wake up is about the same as before, so there is no need.

After ten consecutive days of killing and absorbing a huge amount of soul power, the strength of both of them has been greatly improved.

Fan Wu's black soul power has increased by twenty or thirty years, and if he appears alone in a soul body, it would already be considered a standard old ghost to outsiders.

The word 'you' on the token has directly crossed the golden stage and turned blood red, and the outline of the word 'grasp' faintly appears above the word, but Fan Wu has not tried its power, and it is not clear whether he has added new skills.

The fat man directly doubled his mana, if it wasn't for the fact that the spell he learned was too single, he might be able to try to fight with the master, of course, this is just his own opinion, and Zhang Wudao is enough to really fight Zhang Wudao just by asking for a magic technique.

This time, the main purpose of Fan Wu and the fat man was to improve their strength, and in view of the smooth absorption of soul power, the two of them decided to simply stay here for the time being and continue to improve.

There should still be a chance to go to hell in the future, but it is estimated that it is difficult to encounter such a chance of ascension, and the other torture zones will wait until the last few days to decide whether to go or not.

The two decided to continue, but there was someone who would not allow it, that is, the manager of the knife prison, the warden Bai Qi.

Bai Qi was the general of the ancient Qin State before his death, and he fought and killed countless enemies in his life, and once shocked the countries by killing 400,000 enemy troops at the same time, and won the prestige of killing gods.

Such a bad star, after his death, he was also very reused by the underworld, and five hundred years ago, after the black impermanence reformed the sword prison, he promoted Bai Qi to become the new prison director.

If Fan Wu and the others came in, if they just killed some imps or destroyed some flowers and plants, they would not alarm the prison warden, but the movements of the two of them in the past few days have really made too much noise.

Although it is only a drop in the bucket for the almost vast and boundless knife prison, since you have found that a mosquito has bitten you, you just shoot it to death, and you don't need to think too much, so Bai Qi received the report below, waved his hand, and sent a clean-up team.

Late at night on the eleventh night, all the tens of thousands of people who were queuing up to die today were finally done, and the two people who were so tired that their bodies were so refreshed that they were lying under the tree were about to sleep and recover their strength.

"Brother Wu, if this continues, it is estimated that the master will not be able to beat me in a month. ”

"Xiucai, don't think it's too beautiful, I haven't seen how strong Zhang Tianshi's strength is, but I don't feel like it's at the same level as us at all. ”

"Nonsense, it's not a level, he's also a human being, but he's just practiced for decades more than us."

After living with the master for many years, he has seen a lot of his life, and the fat man has never regarded Zhang Wudao as a master in his heart, but he just thinks that he is just a Taoist priest who lives a few more years, and as long as he is willing to work hard, he will soon be able to surpass him.

Fan Wu looked at Zhang Wudao more objectively, although this old man seemed to have no shelf, and his behavior was strange, more ordinary than ordinary people.

However, from the momentum that leaked out at a glance when he performed the Divine Technique, although he was far from the level of the Jizo Bodhisattva, he could also feel the soul pressure that was not lower than the level of the ghost dragon, which was very powerful.

"Xiucai, you are really lucky!"

"Hehe, the master often says this, he says......"

"Shhhhhh ”

Fan Wu interrupted the fat man's words, pricked up his ears and listened for a while, then got up and climbed up the tree to look into the distance, and the fat man immediately followed, stood beside him, and asked in a low voice.

"Brother Wu, what's the situation?"

"Someone is coming, estimated to be a few hundred, and we are already surrounded. ”

Although the fat man has yin and yang eyes and can distinguish people and ghosts, he does not have Fan Wu's ghost eyes to see far and clearly, and after a while, he saw a group of people in the shape of children in the distance and surrounded them in all directions.

"How could there be a group of children at this point in time, and it seems that the grass is not attacking them?"

"Xiucai, those are not children, they are not small monsters, they look a bit like the Yakshas, but their skin is red, and they have knives in their hands. ”

"Monsters, how can there be monsters in the Sword Grassland? I haven't heard anyone else say it these days, could it be that they came from other execution grounds?"

"It doesn't matter where he came from, it seems that he came for us, just to test how strong the strength of the growth has been in the past few days. ”

"Hee-hee, that's right, come if you want to come, we brothers wait. ”

Knowing only needs to be fearful, since it is a monster with a knife that has come clearly, it is estimated that it is mainly a physical attack, as long as it is not a spell attack, Fan Wu has great confidence in his ghost gun.

The two of them sat on the branches of the tree, leisurely waiting for the monster to come to the door.

It was the clean-up team sent by the prison warden Bai Qi, this monster is called the Blade Demon, although the name has the word blade, but it is not a creature from the Knife Prison, they come from the ninth layer of the oil pot hell, Fan Wu guessed right, they are indeed based on physical attacks.

But because they come from the oil pot hell, these monsters all have a layer of hell grease on their bodies, and they can avoid most physical attacks, and even if they can't dodge it, they can be immune to half of the attack power, so it's very difficult.

The two of them who didn't know about it waited until the monsters surrounded them before Shi Shiran took out his weapons, and the experience of killing tens of thousands of people every day in the past few days made Fan Wu and the others not even interested in facing an enemy with only about three hundred little monsters, and they just wanted to get it done as soon as possible and continue to sleep.

"Brother Wu, you don't have to make a move, let me come. ”

After speaking, the fat man recited the incantation, threw the sword in his hand into the air, and the seven-star sword quickly disintegrated, and under the traction of the red line, forty-nine copper coins hit the forty-nine monsters that ran the fastest.

After ten days of improvement, the fat man's strength has been qualitatively improved, and the copper coin is played out implying the sound of wind and thunder, if there is this power when he is in Matas City, it is estimated that without Fan Wu's shot, the fat man can guard the sewer.

The copper coin with the sound of wind and thunder hit the blade demon in an instant, and the fat man just wanted to command the copper coin to continue to harvest the lives of the next batch of monsters, when a shocking scene appeared.

None of the forty-nine copper coins succeeded in killing the monster, and the best one only blinded one monster, and most of the rest were slid open by the grease layer on the monsters' bodies.

The two of them, who were originally relaxed, immediately became nervous.