Starting Liver Proficiency from Alchemy

Chapter 80
next moment.

The black light shattered his eyes, pierced into his mind, and overwhelmed his will. The talisman that was shot down finally landed on the broken arm, but when it poured into the talisman, it was about to arouse the magic power of the talisman, but suddenly scattered.

The talisman flickered slightly, but failed to activate.

puff.

A gleam of blood came out from the back of the middle-aged Confucian scholar's head.

His body stopped in place for half a breath before he fell to the ground.

This is the third dagger, which was deployed a long time ago with the Lihuo Sword Art, and this is one of the last moves.

Han Yi did not stop his offensive, and pointed sideways.

The first Blood God Sect cultivator who burst out more than ten meters with the damaged Blood Soul Banner in his hand opened his eyes suddenly, horrified, turned around and fled without even thinking about it.

dead, dead.

Shi Heng died, those were the top few brothers in the eighth level of Qi training, Shi Heng, who could kill even the ordinary ninth level of Qi training, just died like this, and the offensive was reversed in an instant.

At first, it seemed that the disciple of the Xuandan Sect was only in a passive defense, but after only one encounter, Senior Brother Shi Heng died directly.

Terrible, too terrifying.

He suddenly recalled that in Tianqing City, this cultivator of Xuan Danzong killed two Blood God Sects at the seventh level of Qi training in a short period of two breaths, and the nightmare-like feeling of terror was exactly the same as at this moment.

"I hope this expert, like Zai Tianqingcheng, will not hunt and kill me."

The monk had this lucky thought, and the next moment, he felt a severe pain in his neck. The severe pain came and disappeared quickly, and his consciousness disappeared with the severe pain.

Under the darkness of night, in the mountains and forests, a gloomy light flashed, and its head soared into the sky. A headless corpse that was running wildly rushed out for more than ten meters and hit a giant tree. Shaking wildly from being hit, after ten full breaths, the sound gradually disappeared, and the tranquility was restored.

Han Yi stood where he was, his solemn face calmed down. He waved lightly, and the four daggers came back to his eyes one after another, suspended in mid-air.

He looked at the two fortified daggers, which were as dark as usual without any damage, and he was even more relieved.

"Fortunately, it's a medium-grade magic weapon refined by the master. At least the sturdiness is not weaker than ordinary high-grade magic weapons. This set of magic weapons is worth buying."

Then, he put away the four daggers.

That's right, just now, he didn't activate two daggers, but went all out, using all the daggers he could control within the scope of his current ability.

It's just that they didn't focus on it, but spread it out.

The two handles were joined together and directly attacked the middle-aged Confucian scholar. The first handle was scattered all around long before that. When the middle-aged Confucian scholar was completely attracted and his face changed drastically, it pierced through his eyes and pierced through the back of his head. Complete the fatal blow.

The fourth dagger had landed near the first monk at the same time as the three spirit voids were ejected and the blood soul streamer was blown up just now, but at that time, he had fallen on the middle-aged Confucian scholar with all his heart and did not activate it. This dark hand.

If the middle-aged Confucian scholar escaped, Han Yi would not hesitate to turn the dagger around and use it on the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

And in the final outcome, the third dagger reaped the lives of the middle-aged Confucian scholars, and the fourth dagger easily turned around and ran away, killing the first monk whose back was exposed to Han Yi.

So far, the second kill is over.

Putting the dagger away, Han Yi carefully scanned his surroundings, and after confirming that there was no more life, he quickly cleaned the battlefield.

He first put away the storage bags of the three monks he killed, put the damaged blood soul banners, and the magical artifacts that had lost their mana support and turned into folding fans into the storage bags, and then put the three inner armors , Whether it is damaged or intact, after removing everything, confirm that there is no omission, and leave quickly.

Half an hour after he left.

Three figures appeared here, seeing the bloody scene, the three of them frowned in fear.

"Junior Brother Shi, Junior Brother Zhou, and Junior Brother Liang, three of the eighth level of Qi training. Among them, Junior Brother Shi is at the eighth level of Qi training, but even if I match up, it may not necessarily be a good match."

"It should be the group of ninth-level disciples who are ranked high in the Xuandan Sect and sent to the Holy Land of Yujing Mountain. Only those people have such killing power."

A young man, after inspecting the scene, analyzed that a fierce light appeared in his eyes, but it was not anger at the killing of the disciple of the Blood God Sect, but joy at seeing Liexin.

The group of Xuandanzong disciples who were sent to the Holy Land of Yujing Mountain were the core of their targets this time.

He is very excited to be able to circle one here.

"Brother Han, am I coming?"

The Blood God Sect monk who had just finished analyzing licked his tongue, then turned his head and asked the young man standing in the middle for instructions.

The Blood God Son of the Blood God Sect, a young man named Han Xuxiao, had a trace of doubt on his calm face, and raised his eyebrows.

"Not right."

"Zhou Dan died first, Shi Heng died later, and Liang Yiyang escaped and was killed. All three of them suffered fatal head injuries. They should have concealed weapons, and their speed was extremely fast. It is very likely that the opponent has practiced sword control or object control."

"And, this technique is very strong."

"Shi Heng's silver-scale fan is not an ordinary high-grade magic weapon. With Shi Heng's temperament, if he feels that he is invincible, he will definitely detonate the silver-scale fan, but there are no fragments of his magic weapon at the scene."

"This person killed Shi Heng in an instant, and then easily killed Liang Yiyang who escaped."

"The strength of the two sides is somewhat different."

"Besides, there is another very important question. If it is the disciples of the Xuandan Sect, we all have list portraits. It is impossible for Shi Heng not to recognize them. Looking at this scene, when he did it, he should be confident in his heart. But there was an accident."

"This shows that the other party is not the person on the list, but someone who hides deeper."

Speaking of this, Han Xuxiao's eyes showed a hint of eager interest, but it passed by in a flash. If it was five years ago, he would chase and kill the other party without hesitation.

But now, I am not a solo traveler, but need to take charge of the overall situation, and cannot walk away easily.

He shook his head lightly and counted the time: "Forget it, let's go, this person is not weak, and we will meet him sooner or later. We still need to focus on the overall situation, don't make extra troubles, and act according to the plan."

The young man next to him who was shining fiercely had a regretful expression on his face, but he didn't say anything else.

The figures of the three flickered and disappeared in place.

the other side.

After Han Yi escaped into the night, he found a tree hole at the bottom of a giant tree, sat in it, closed his eyes and meditated, his breath trembled a few times, then gradually calmed down, and his heartbeat followed the slowness of his breathing. Gradually slows down, and finally becomes almost imperceptible.

Turtle Breathing.

In the past few years, the turtle's breath technique has been practiced by Han Yi to the point of perfection. With his current strength, he believes that no one will be able to detect it unless it is face to face.

Although it was a tortoise's breath technique, it was not a closed mind. Han Yi still had a sense of the outside world.

"I don't believe it's so unlucky that it can still be broken this time."

Han Yi flashed this thought. When he was in Qingcheng, his turtle's breathing technique was smashed, but he didn't believe that he could still be caught this time. If it was true, it would be hell.

(End of this chapter)