Immortal Martial Eternal Life: Starting from the Heaven Swallowing Demon Tree

Chapter 42 Attacked
"If things go on like this, we won't be able to gather the sacrifices for the holy sacrifice at all, so we can only go to those small villages and towns."

A small man with a thin face and yellowish skin said gloomily.

"No, the helmsman got the news that the strong fighters of the Golden Knife Battalion have all dispersed, and no one knows which village or town they will be lurking in."

"Rush to attack now, if we encounter the Golden Sword Guard, not only will we die, but even the helmsman and others may be implicated."

A rustic man who looked like a woodcutter said in a deep voice.

Although after the Golden Knife Guard's investigation ended, Qingshui City relaxed a lot during this period, but this does not mean that they can act wantonly.

"How about we go to other people's sites to try our luck?"

The man who looked like a fisherman with a fish basket beside him said so.

The areas they hunt are determined by lottery.

They are unlucky, and they can only stand by the side of the road to try their luck in the villages and towns that are not easy to draw.

"Forget it, last time Sangouzi broke the rules and was almost dismissed by the helmsman. I'm still waiting here for the unlucky ghost to appear."

The little man with a thin face was a little terrified, and he didn't dare to touch the bad luck of the helmsman.

"There is a place where you can find enough sacrifices."

The woodcutter rolled his eyes slightly, as if he had an idea in his mind.

"where?"

The little man asked immediately.

"Mass Burial Mound."

said the woodcutter.

"You mean those refugees in the mass graves? But didn't the helmsman say that the city lord's mansion is aware of it and can't touch the refugees in Qingshui City?"

"Besides, you forgot that there are holy stones buried in mass graves, so if the helmsman knows..."

The two little guys hesitated a little, wondering if this was breaking the rules.

"The mass graves are not in the city, and those refugees disappear, do you think anyone will care?"

"As for the holy stone... as long as we don't say that these people are refugees, how will the helmmaster know where they came from?"

The woodcutter sneered.

Those officials and lords don't care about the life and death of the refugees at the bottom.

Even Zhou's Martial Arts was the first to notice that people in the Tufang District in the city disappeared one after another.

It can be said that if Zhou's Martial Arts Center was not troublesome, they would have been able to find enough sacrifices in the city.

"It makes sense, then step on a spot and wait until night before acting."

The little man looked at each other and made a decision.

Immediately, the three of them no longer hid, carried their camouflage tools on their backs, and walked along the post road towards Qingshui City.

About half an hour later.

They walked out of the post road and came to the outskirts of the city. The target was the mass grave.

Just when they arrived at the mass grave, they saw a figure walking out from the ancient forest not far away. Looking at the ragged appearance, it seemed to be a refugee.

"No! He is a warrior!"

The leading woodcutter squinted his eyes and looked carefully at the figure walking out of Huanglin.

Because the man not only walked steadily, but also had a sword on his waist.

With a knife at the waist, this is a typical warrior posture, and it is to make it easier to draw the knife.

If the refugees picked up the knife, they would definitely take it to the city to exchange for food immediately. Even if they kept it in their hands for self-defense, they would not wear it on their waist like this.

"He looks young, but he can travel with a knife..."

The thin and small man also looked carefully.

Although the man's body is strong and not weaker than an adult, but judging from his face, he is a teenager in his teens, with a hint of childishness on his face.

To be able to walk with a sword at such a young age, I am afraid that he is not a proud child cultivated by such powerful forces as Zhou's martial arts, Zhao's martial arts, and the city lord's mansion.

"What should I do? Should I just leave here, or kill him?"

The person carrying the fish basket asked in a low voice, but there was blood in his eyes, and his greed could not be concealed.

Compared to those uncultivated and malnourished refugees, a martial artist with plenty of energy and blood was a big fat fish.

The blood essence of a single person is stronger than that of dozens of refugees.

"Go!"

After the big woodcutter's eyes flickered, he made a decision after seeing the other party step into the mass grave.

Although the main purpose of this trip is to scout, but in this deserted suburban mass grave, killing a lot of people will not attract attention at all.

As for that person's strength, they didn't care at all.

Among the younger generation in Qingshui City, the most powerful should be Xia Yishui from the Zhou Martial Arts Academy.

But even so, Xia Yishui did not step into the blood training realm.

Naturally, the strongest person in front is at the level of visceral training, and even the bone refining level with a high probability.

The three of them teamed up to attack, and it was absolutely easy to handle.

When the other two heard this, they all walked towards that person calmly.

"Ok?"

The person being targeted was naturally Qin Yuan who had just come out of the Dali Mountains.

Qin Yuan, who was thinking all the way, looking for an excuse to prevaricate the martial arts hall, suddenly felt a chill, it was a feeling of being watched.

After Qin Yuan paused, he walked as usual, but his eyes looked around without any trace.

Naturally, Qin Yuan noticed the three people who walked quietly and formed a circle.

"One seems to be a woodcutter, one seems to be a fisherman, and the other seems to be a plowman..."

Seeing the way the three were dressed, Qin Yuan immediately understood that there was something wrong with the three of them.

Those who haunt the mass graves are either those who burned and buried their bodies, or refugees who tried their luck.

These three people dressed normally are incompatible with the mass graves.

Looking for something to die for!
After realizing that the three were staring at him, Qin Yuan immediately had a cold killing intent in his heart.

Qin Yuan didn't realize that his mentality had changed more and more.

If it had been a few months ago, even if he had the hole cards in his body and his strength was good, he would not be overwhelmed with murderous intent, but would temporarily avoid the edge, and there was no need to make a move.

Of course, although Senhan's mentality changed and Senhan's killing intent surged, Qin Yuan did not lose his mind.

On the contrary, he is calmer now.

The feeling of those three people was not as good as the black bear and giant python hunted by the magic tree before.

This should only be the first level of blood training, and if you are exhausted, you will be training the second level of blood.

And this is not a big threat to Qin Yuan today.

Just right, let's try with these three people.

Qin Yuan, who was walking forward as usual, had condensed qi and blood in his body, and the origin of the magic tree was ready to heal itself at any time. In the depths of his eyes, mysterious and ancient magic lines condensed and turned into a magic pupil.

Bang!
When the two sides were only a few meters away, Qin Yuan, who was walking calmly, suddenly stepped on the ground.

Accompanied by a violent explosion, dust splashed everywhere.

Qin Yuan's figure rushed out like a ferocious tiger. In a burst of steps, he quickly approached the target, and the cold sword aura flickered.

"This kid...has noticed it a long time ago!"

The little man who was being watched by Qin Yuan jumped out of the corner of his eye and reacted immediately, but instead of running away, he rushed towards Qin Yuan.

shhhhhh...

When rushing out, he swung his left hand suddenly, and dozens of hidden arrows roared out.

On the dark arrow, there is still a strange black light, which is obviously poisoned.

Many are against few, and they have prepared poisonous concealed weapons in advance, which shows how stubborn these three are.

And after throwing out the hidden weapon, there was a low roaring sound in the body of the little warrior, and he could feel the qi and blood surging.

The boiling was so intense that it was even visible to the naked eye.

This is the symbol of the first level of blood training, the blood is boiling!

Obviously, he is a martial artist who has practiced blood at the first level!
Swish!
It's a pity that Qin Yuan has been concentrating and paying close attention.

Therefore, in an instant, Qin Yuan rushed to the front left to avoid the hidden weapon with explosive steps, and the magic pupil was activated at the same time.

The moment their eyes met, the little martial artist's eyes froze, as if he had lost his soul!
puff!

The next moment, the blood burst, and a good man's head flew high!
Seven Killing Sword Technique: Chopping Throat Style!
(End of this chapter)