The fruit of killing life

Chapter 44
In just a few breaths, the five "deceitful" servants completely decided the winner.

In this merciless life and death fight.

One lives, four dies!

The leader, the scarfaced soldier, was stronger than his companions. In addition, he pre-empted strikes, and after paying the price of being stabbed three times in his body, he managed to keep the "gold ingot" in his hand.

Leaning on a long knife in one hand, holding the "gold ingot" in the other, admiring its golden luster facing the setting sun, as if this is the most moving color in the world.

"Mine, you are mine, no one can take it away! Hahaha"

Even with the golden light of [Raksha Sly Bone] diverging.

Those guards who were more courageous and still stayed within the range of ten feet around them also gradually widened their eyes and moved closer to this side.

His scarred face full of flesh is still extremely fascinated.

I am afraid that if his wife and children want to grab this "gold ingot" here, he will chop it off without hesitation.

However, before the winner could take a few more breaths, there was a sudden sound of horseshoes behind him.

Whoosh!
A cold light exploded, and the scar-faced soldier didn't even have time to scream, a head and the wrist holding the "gold ingot" were cut off in an instant.

That golden [Rakshasa's Bone] was also easily caught by a big hand that seemed to be cast iron.

"No! This, is, mine!"

He paused every word, his voice was dry and hoarse, like a piece of iron.

Who else is that [Xuanjia Guardian] Zheng Yong who has reached the realm of inhumanity?
Spreading out his palm, the "gold ingot" has become another look in his hand - a golden talisman engraved with strange incantations.

In the eyes of this [Taoist soldier], the most desired thing is obviously not gold ingots.

The [Rakshasa Strange Bone] he saw was like this from the beginning to the end, and a small soldier is of course not qualified to own this kind of treasure.

After getting the treasure, his eyes, as cold as knives, were inevitably gradually stained with a heart-pounding golden red.

but.

As an inhuman [Tao Soldier] who has reached the second level of the Taoist Art of War, even though he is not a warlock, he is much more resistant to [Rakshasa Sly Bones] than ordinary people.

Forcibly suppressing the desire to continue appreciating, he stuffed the "golden talisman" into his bosom, not letting more people in the distance see it again.

Finally, the continuation of the riot was stopped.

With a raised eyebrow like a steel needle, he snorted coldly at the servants who continued to rush over nearby:
"You... have you seen my baby?"

The longing for treasures has long made this group of "deceitful" guys forget the horror of a [Taoist soldier], they all drew their waist knives and rushed towards Zheng Yong.

"Hand over the gold!"

"Even Shangguan can't even think about taking it all!"

"Kill, kill you! That's mine!"

Accompanied by a wild howl.

It seems that standing in front of them is no longer the invincible Shangguan, but ordinary people who are bullied by them on weekdays.

Zheng Yong sneered, jumped up from his horse, and rushed into these office servants like a whirlwind.

Even though he had taken off his black armor and saber long ago when he rescued the third prince Zhou Jingyao.

But as a [Xuanjia Guard], who is the most important defensive method in the 36th Battalion, with just a little effort, the fascia all over his body bulged like copper skin.

With only this body of copper skin and iron bones, it can ignore the swords swung by ordinary people.

Boom!

Punches, kicks, and the wind blows.

[Tao Bing] The body that has long been inhuman is the most powerful weapon!
As soon as a few screams sounded, it was immediately blocked back into the chest.

This person's strength is far superior to that scar-faced soldier, and it's easier than killing chickens to get rid of these five or six yamen.

But after killing all the guards in front of him, this [Xuanjia Guard] is still murderous.

Turning his head slowly, he looked at Wang Yuan who was already running towards the side of the road, beside the dense forest.

This wandering doctor was the only one who was nearby but didn't come up to snatch him, and he was being searched just before Scarface massacred his colleagues.

His eyes turned red again, staring at Wang Yuan firmly, and the cold wind squeezed out between his teeth:

"You saw it! You saw my baby too, didn't you?"

Those who were farther away could not see the [Rakshasa monster] and were not affected by it. At first, they couldn't figure out the situation and were a little at a loss.

They thought it was their companions who found the priceless treasure during the search, but they killed each other on the spot.

But seeing that Zheng Yong finally targeted a doctor, he wondered if he had really discovered some kind of thief?Is this all the means of thieves?

Seeing that these people are also holding swords and surrounding them.

Wang Yuan suddenly had an idea and shouted:
"Master, please forgive me, I really don't have any more gold!"

Then turned around and slid into the woods around him.

Without saying a word, Zheng Yong immediately chased after him. At this time, he was "obsessed" and couldn't tolerate anyone who had seen his baby alive.

However, upon hearing Wang Yuan's shout, the other yamen servants couldn't help but hesitate.

"Brothers, are we going to help Lord Zheng?
It can make Scarface fight by themselves, I think it is at least 50 taels of big ingot.The doctor shouted if he didn't have it, which proved that he still had it in his pocket. "

A guard licked his lips, eager to try.

"Do you want to die? If you want to grab gold from a [Taoist soldier], first weigh whether your neck is hard enough."

"Forget it, we can't afford to offend a [Dao soldier].

Collect the corpses of Scarface and the others, saying that they were killed by the thief who attacked the third prince. By the way, we can receive some pensions. Our brother's hard work has not been in vain. "

Although a little reconciled, no one dared to mention "helping" Zheng Yong anymore.

Only the delirious Taoist soldier chased after him single-handedly.

call out!
As soon as he entered the forest, Wang Yuan jumped onto the top of the tree, rushing towards the depths of the forest with all his strength like an ape.

"Good thief, a down-and-out traveler with a state of 'integrity', there is indeed a problem!"

Zheng Yong, who was behind him, didn't climb the tree, but when he ran with all his strength, every foot blasted a shallow hole in the ground, like a wild boar in turpentine sandstone armor.

Even if there is a small tree in front of him, he will be smashed headfirst, and the speed is actually faster than Wang Yuan on the treetop.

"[Tao Bing] is indeed inhuman.

However, the longer the time drags on, the better it will be for me, and finally find a chance to try to fight back! "

While fleeing, Wang Yuan pierced his fingertips.

Use blood to write a word "bird" and a word "emperor" on the left and right palms respectively, pinch out a "shenhu print" on the chest with both hands, and chant anxiously:

"Heaven's Ding hides in front, and the golden tiger runs behind. The fierce beasts in the sky, and the four gates are prepared. Stand up to the call, and stand in front of the call. The red book is glowing, and the wind and fire are unbroken. The photograph is in order, and the golden horse is passed on!"

"Birds are calling! Order!"

Immediately.

Countless birds in this mountain forest gathered from all directions, and under Wang Yuan's sudden command, they rushed towards Zheng Yong fiercely.

The commandments and taboos of [Beast Gathering Thaumaturgy] need to conform to the nature of the summoned objects. It is unrealistic for a group of timid birds to launch a suicide attack on a [Taoist].

So, when flying over the opponent's head, endless bird droppings fell from the sky.

"Crackling" almost instantly blurred Zheng Yong's eyes.

The energy and blood in this [Xuanjia Guardian] burst forth, his skin trembled, and all the bird droppings flew out.

But the footsteps are also sluggish.

"Ah! Damn Warlock, I will tear you to pieces!"

He had never encountered such a lowly enemy in his life, Zheng Yong was so angry that he gritted his teeth, his blood exploded, and the speed under his feet increased by another three points.

Against the constant dropping of bird droppings, the distance between Wang Yuan and Wang Yuan kept getting closer.

Twenty feet, fifteen feet, ten feet.
When Wang Yuan's back was seen again through the branches and leaves, a sinister smile could not help showing on his face as cold as a rock.

He didn't notice.

With all his strength, he stimulated his strength and blood.

The [Rakshasa's Strange Bone] in his arms gradually grew into his flesh at this time, joining together with his sternum.

And on his head and shoulders, the three fires of essence, qi, spirit, blessing, fortune, and longevity were being sucked away by the strange bone in his chest.

And in Wang Yuan's body, who was being pulled closer and closer by this powerful enemy, it seemed that the experience of eating the strange bones and skins had come again.

Jingchun's vitality flowed endlessly, providing him with endless energy.

The road of qualitative change, which has been accumulated in the body and is about to come to an end, has also taken another big step forward.

At the same time, another more illusory and mysterious atmosphere quietly emerged.

It made his [Qi Luck], which was only "-5", jump suddenly.

at this time.

Zheng Yong suddenly kicked a rock in the forest towards the top of a tree, and the branch that Wang Yuan was about to stand on was smashed off.

tread!
He turned a somersault and landed on the ground smoothly, instead of continuing to run away, he turned around and looked at the [Xuanjia Guard] who had quietly weakened a lot from his arrogance.

At the same time, he reached out and took off the [Strange Thing·Human Face Painted Skin] on his face, restoring his original youthful appearance.

At this moment, Wang Yuan is not ready to play anyone anymore.

It's not the "Stealing Beam Cat" Cui Tong who "follows you like a shadow", it's not the "Qin Yishou" Qin Yong'an who "rejuvenates with a wonderful hand", and he is no longer the cautious idiot struggling to survive in Daling Village.

Just himself!

Showing the starting gesture of [White Tiger Art of War], the strength in the body circulated, and he smiled strangely at Zheng Yong:
"Come on, one on one, let's fight fairly!"

(End of this chapter)