In Shijia Village, smoke billowed and several houses had been burned to the ground.

In the open space in the center of the village, hundreds of people were huddled together, and from time to time there were cries and sighs from the crowd.

"Hand over the treasures in your village and spare you from dying, otherwise your Shijia Village will be razed to the ground, and there will be no one left alive. A black-faced man said viciously.

After that, the black-faced man turned to a man who was less than three feet tall and had a head like a winter melon and said respectfully: "Daxian, wait a minute, I will torture one by one, and someone will always say it." ”

The winter melon nodded casually and did not speak.

"Drag this old man out for me!" the black-faced man pointed a knife at an old man, "You are the village chief of Shijia Village, you must know where that treasure is hidden." ”

The old man glanced at the black-faced man contemptuously, but his eyes were looking into the distance, as if he hadn't heard.

"Don't say it?" the black-faced man smiled coldly, "Kill a person in a quarter of an hour, until you kill all or you hand over the treasure, start." ”

With a wave of the black-faced man's hand, a pregnant woman with a big belly was pulled out and the knife was held to her neck.

"Fourth uncle, help me, I don't want to die, I still have a child in my belly. The pregnant woman cried out.

As if he hadn't heard, the old man didn't say a word, didn't even look at it, but his eyes left a drop of crystal tears.

"King, king, don't kill us, I know where the village chief's house is, I'll take you there, you can find anything. In the midst of the crowd, two young men ran out and knelt on the ground.

"Shi Neng, Shi Li, you two waste, traitors. We don't have scum brothers like you in Shijia Village. ”

"A few of you, take them to the village chief's house to look for them, if they find it, they will be rewarded, and if they don't, they can also live. The black-faced man waved his hand and said loudly: "Anyone who knows will be spared death, and those who provide clues will be rewarded, otherwise there will be a dead end." ”

"Kill this pot-bellied woman for me first. The black-faced man waved his hand.

The hand rises, and the knife falls.

Suddenly, a thorn pierced out from the ground, piercing the knife-wielding man's heart.

The pregnant woman was so frightened that her face was covered with sweat, and it took a long time to react, and she crawled back into the crowd.

The black-faced man's face changed drastically. And the man with the head of winter melon also showed an unusually surprised look on his face. Hurriedly turned his eyes and looked.

A young man in a cyan robe, only more than ten zhang away from them, was walking over step by step.

"Daxian, what is this?" The black-faced man's face was a little embarrassed, judging from what the young man was wearing, he was definitely not an ordinary person.

The winter melon waved his hand, made an extremely sharp voice, and said, "Who is Daoyou? Do you have to meddle in my private affairs?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that you all have to die today. "This Tsing Yi Taoist is Ishikawa.

Ishikawa followed the sound and encountered many corpses along the way, some of whom were quite familiar with Ishikawa before. There are even a few children as young as four or five years old, who have been brutally murdered.

In the past, the horse bandits were just for food and money, and they didn't hurt anyone, but these people were extremely vicious, not to mention killing so many innocents, and they actually attacked a pregnant woman, which made Ishikawa angry.

"What a big breath!" "Winter melon's head smiled coldly and said: "The poor road is a supreme true immortal, and everyone within a radius of a hundred miles knows it, and no one knows it." You, a little hairy doll, have been cultivating for a few years, but you are only at the fourth level of the Qi cultivation period, and you have not yet reached the innate level, and you are not my opponent at all. ”

The black-faced man heard the winter melon head say this, and his face was much calmer, and he was shocked when he saw Ishikawa's soil thorn just now, but listening to the winter melon head say this, it seems that the person who came is far inferior to the winter melon head.

"It's a stone, stubborn stone, how did he come back, didn't he say that he would come back in ten years?" someone in the crowd recognized Ishikawa.

"Stone, get out of here, there's nothing wrong with you here. The village chief also shouted loudly.

"Old fellow, less nonsense. The black-faced man kicked at the village chief.

"Wow!" a flying sword burst through the air, and with only one breath, the black-faced man's foot was so easy to separate his body. The whole body fell to the ground and wailed loudly.

"High-grade magic weapon?" there was a hint of greed in the eyes of the winter melon's head, "Since it was sent to the door, don't leave." ”

Before the words were finished, Ishikawa's flying sword had already floated in, and the winter melon head hurriedly took out a flying sword, and said secretly in his heart: "Although this kid's cultivation is not high, he is a high-grade magic weapon as soon as he makes a move, I am afraid that he is a disciple of a certain family." After killing him, he had to go out and hide for a few years before he could return to Shijia Village. ”

The head of the winter melon sighed while manipulating the flying sword: "I finally cultivated to the sixth level of the Qi cultivation period, and I have been operating for decades before I can enjoy this glory and wealth in the world, but I didn't expect to run away soon." ”

He knew that Ishikawa's cultivation was far above him, and if he knew this, he would probably have run away early, and he wouldn't have thought of fighting Ishikawa's flying sword.

"Bang!" the flying sword of the winter melon's head shattered into three pieces.

"Poof!" Before the melon's head could react, a thorn of earth pierced his chest, and the flying sword pierced into his abdomen.

Until death, the winter melon's head didn't understand what was going on.

"The sons and daughters of Shijia Village, killed all these horse bandits, and left no one behind. Ishikawa drank loudly, as if he had killed the head wolf. The young men in the crowd picked up the deeds from the ground and fought with the horse bandits.

Women, young and old, also helped.

Originally, everyone was afraid of the fairy method of the winter melon head, but now that the winter melon head is dead, this group of hunters who have lived by hunting for generations are naturally not afraid of these horse bandits.

In a few moments, many horse bandits landed on the ground.

There were also some who tried to escape, but they were also killed by Ishikawa one by one.

"Ishikawa, is it really you? Ishikawa is so big, I don't even dare to admit it. ”

"Village Chief, it's me. Ishikawa put away the storage bag of the winter melon's head, and none of the horse bandits present were killed. Ishikawa couldn't help but ask again, "What the hell is going on, these people are not like ordinary horse bandits?"

"I heard that it is a subordinate of an immortal called the Supreme True Immortal. ”

Before the words fell, a flattering voice came from afar: "King, King, we have found it." ”

Shi Neng and Shi Li each took a book and ran over. He was followed by two horse bandits.

Before they could get closer, the two horse bandits were killed, and Shi Neng and Shi Li were pressed to the ground, unable to move.

"Maybe they're doing it for that. The village chief took two books from Shi Neng and Shi Li's hands, one golden and the other silver.

The corners of Ishikawa's eyebrows changed slightly, the cover of the golden book must have added red copper, and in the silver-white book, there was some pure gold.

These two books are by no means ordinary. Otherwise, the sixth-layer winter melon head in the Qi cultivation period would not have made a big deal about it.

"Ishikawa, this is the treasure left by our Shi family's ancestors. It is kept by each village chief. Legend has it that only when there are immortals in the village can they take them out and give them to the immortals. The village chief sighed and said, "Actually, there have been a few ancestors of our Shi family, but after they left Shijia Village, they never left. Now that you've come back, these two books should be yours. ”

Ishikawa stretched out his hand, took the two books into his hand, and took a slight look, one was the cultivation method, and the other was the cultivation experience. It seems that a monk in Shijia Village has not stayed for a long time, but only a few hundred years.

For these things, it is useless to stay in Shijia Village. Ishikawa unceremoniously earns it into a storage bag. He said: "Then I will accept it, Shijia Village will always be my home, and I will come back." ”

With that, he turned and ran away.