Simulating Immortals: Embody Cthulhu at the beginning

Chapter 39 039 [Jin Mingyu: When it comes to killing, I am a professional! ] (first update)
"Zheng!"

A small green sword exuding a cold brilliance suddenly jumped out from Zhao Yuande's waist, making a tremor that shook the audience.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yuande made a tactic with both hands, and the little green sword immediately turned into an afterimage and disappeared in the field.

After a flash of sword light shuttled across the field for a few times like lightning, it returned to Zhao Yuande with a light shake.

"Pfft!"

Accompanied by a few slight sounds.

Standing in the front row, a thin line of blood suddenly appeared on the necks of the disciples who scolded the loudest just now.

next moment.

Several bloody arrows shot out, three heads tilted to the side, and Gululu rolled to the ground, his face still full of resentment.

Obviously, Zhao Yuande's flying sword was so fast that they didn't even have time to feel the pain, and the expressions on their faces remained at the moment when they were shouting angrily.

The crowd who were a little restless just now fell silent.

There was dead silence all around, and a needle drop could be heard within a radius of tens of feet.

Their gazes fell on the bloody headless corpse in front of them. Those who had just participated in the denunciation shut their mouths one after another, and some even shrank and hid in the crowd, for fear of attracting Zhao Yuande's attention.

"The turkey and the dog are vulnerable!"

Seeing such a scene, Zhao Yuande commented with disdain in his heart, and when he looked at the more than 100 people in front of him again, his eyes were already full of contempt.

These minor qi refining cultivators from second- and third-rate sects are so boring, the old man was as scared as a quail before he got serious about it.

But in this way, it will be much more convenient to do things next, and even...

Thinking of this, Zhao Yuande couldn't help feeling a deeper thought.

He turned his head and looked at Jin and Xu, showing a very tacit smile.

Apparently, the other two thought so too.

He used his spiritual consciousness to send a few instructions to the disciples of the Sacred Heart Sect who were surrounded outside, and the dozens of Qi Refining Ninth Floor Demon Sect monks all drew out their weapons in unison.

A series of fierce auras approached, as if they would kill if they disagreed with each other.

Zhao Yuande raised his hand to hold the flying sword in front of him, and gently shook the blood dripping from the sword: "I think you are all heroes who know the current affairs, and you know that life is more important than things outside your body."

"But you guys dared to offend me just now, so I changed my mind!"

A kind smile appeared on his rosy old face, and he said lightly: "Now everyone must hand over [-]% of the supplies in the storage bag, otherwise they will be like them!"

Now, no matter how cowardly a person is, it is impossible to swallow his anger like this.

Even a few monks with strong personalities cursed angrily: "The demon sect's thieves, you have done all kinds of evil things, and you dare to brazenly plunder many comrades even in the battlefield of the Northern Wilderness!"

"In the future, if the Supervisory Hall investigates it, you will definitely abolish all your cultivation bases and knock you down from the mundane world!"

"Everyone, don't be afraid, they are nothing more than building a foundation of humanity. We all have late-stage qi refining, so if we attack together, we may not be afraid of them!"

Everyone was a little moved when they heard the words.

There were whispers slowly sounding in the arena, and then the voice became louder, as if it had regained some of the momentum just now.

However, what Liu, Jin, and Xu were waiting for was this moment!
Three cold rays of light swept across the sky almost at the same time.

Although the few people who took the lead in shouting barely resisted a few blows with the talisman and the body protection device, there was a qualitative difference from the foundation establishment period after all.

"Ding! Ding!"

"puff!"

After a few short golden and iron chimes, there were four more headless corpses on the ground.

The crowd who had just become agitated suddenly fell silent again.

During this process, Su Yun frowned all the time.

He raised his right hand a few times, but finally resisted to put it down.

In fairness, he really wanted to save these people.

However, the demon general Fushan was present.

Su Yun wasn't sure if he would be attacked by him if he really made a move.

And once the shot attracted attention, he didn't know how to continue messing around in this temporary camp.

If this caused Fu Shan to leave the camp and find another way to sneak into the camp.

Under the circumstances that cannot be simulated immediately, the next thing can easily go completely unpredictable.

Once Fushan successfully detonated the [Xuanlong], it even blasted the defense of Youyun City.

Next, the monster clan will attack again, and this northern wilderness battlefield will immediately face the threat of countless higher-level monster clans.

This is undoubtedly a situation that Su Yun is absolutely unwilling to face.

Because when the time comes to face the high-level monster clan, even he will not have any chance to continue hiding.

"What the hell is this called!"

Originally, I just wanted to blend in quietly among the crowd.

When the time was almost delayed and everyone returned to the station, I arranged for the old clapper Fushan to send him on the road, and then returned to Youyun City safely.

Why did this situation beyond the deduction happen?
What link went wrong, so that there was such a big deviation from the simulated experience?

Thoughts raced through my mind.

After a while, Su Yun suddenly discovered that this series of changes seemed to be caused by him.

In the previous simulations, the reason why this incident did not happen is probably because the number of monster races far exceeds the current scale, and the number of disciples of Xianmen is far less than it is now.

Even if there were three Foundation Establishment cultivators in the team, they would not dare to act like today when they were already at a disadvantage.

Otherwise, what would you do to resist the monster clan's attack if you lost your mind?

But after being frightened by the giant void beasts, an unprecedented number of humans and monsters gathered in this area.

In order to delay the gathering speed of the monster monks, Su Yun first killed more than a hundred monsters with his own hands, and yesterday let seventy or eighty monsters "die" one after another in the hands of the disciples of the fairy sect.

Then count the ones that were killed along the way.

Unconsciously.

Half of the Yaozu monks with a radius of hundreds of miles have fallen into his hands!
"If I knew it earlier, I would have done it later. Does this count as shooting yourself in the foot?" Su Yun sighed, feeling extremely speechless at the scene in front of him.

Judging by the skillful movements of these Mozong monks, I am afraid that this is not the first time they have done this kind of work, but they have been waiting for the right time before.

Looking at the many orthodox disciples who had become quiet again, Liu Yuande and the others made new moves.

The three Foundation Establishment cultivators took a step forward in unison, and more than forty Sacred Heart Sect cultivators around them also tacitly narrowed the encirclement.

The murderous intent enveloped him, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

There was another commotion among the cultivators, not knowing what they were going to do next.

However, in the face of the threat of death, no one dared to take the lead in rebelling.

Then a few people bit the bullet and spoke in a low voice, and their words were full of pleading, reasoning and other unnutritious words.

"If you don't know what to praise, you don't need to talk nonsense with the old man!" Liu Yuande said again in a cold voice.

"If you don't want to part with this bit of property, you can leave by cutting off your arm. If you meet the monster clan, maybe you can ask them to be kind and save your life?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces turned pale.

Fighting alone is no match for the monster clan. If you still cut off your own arm, can you still survive when you meet the monster clan monks? !

There are hundreds of monster clans around here today, and there will be more in a few days. Where can they hide?

What's more, even if they are really willing to give up a hand, can these ruthless demon cultivators really let people go? !
What a joke!
Do you really think that the Sacred Heart Sect is a sect of magic?

After struggling for a while, everyone had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​resisting, with dejected expressions on their faces.

"Since you all understand the truth, then cooperate well and don't think of anything you shouldn't have!"

"Junior Brother Jin, I will leave the rest of the matter to you."

Jin Mingyu with a rough face nodded, and then strode towards the crowd with a playful smile, aiming at Fushan and the others.

"Wang Tiezhu" stared, and subconsciously stood in front of Fushan.

"Brother Li?" The demon soldier Hutu cast a questioning look at Fu Shan, Fu Shan frowned and shook his head slightly.

"Hehe, I can't tell that this fellow of the Xuanyun Sect is quite popular!"

"What? Is your junior brother afraid that I will kill you?"

Seeing this scene, Jin Mingyu, who was standing a few feet away, smiled even more, his eyes full of amusement.

"Hahaha, you don't have to worry about that!"

"Grandpa is in a good mood today. Seeing that you were obedient yesterday, grandpa will not make things difficult for you. Take out all the storage bags, and grandpa will let you go."

After saying this, a cold light flashed in Jin Mingyu's eyes, and he pierced Fushan with burning eyes, waiting for his next response.

Anger flashed across the faces of the four demon soldiers, and they all cast questioning glances at Fu Shan.

(End of this chapter)