Godly Immortality: Start with the Butcher and add some Immortality!

Chapter 108 Trap counterattack, you are just too weak! 【Please subscribe】

The small alley is located in Xiningfang, the outer city, with low tile-roofed houses on both sides.

As evening approaches, it is not even popular at all. It can be seen that there are not many residents here, and it is so remote that it is cut off from the noise on the street. It is a very good place to deal with troubles.

"hehe!"

As Wei Hong walked, he scattered soft gods into the air.

When he reached the deepest part of the alley, a pair of imperceptible footsteps followed him, finally blocking him in the alley.

"Run, why don't you run?"

The visitor took off his bamboo hat.

The face of the white-bearded old man appeared to be smiling but not smiling.

He had obviously seen that Wei Hong was deliberately luring him here.

Finished!

Wei Hong deliberately delayed the time, clapped his hands and sighed: "It's amazing, but I suffer the loss of my lack of knowledge. If I know this situation, I can't sell black scale python materials, but can you really defeat me?"

"Your Excellency, are you chasing after me just to sell materials for a few thousand taels?" Wei Hong sneered jokingly.

The other party was obviously a human spirit, and he could guess the freshness of the python material at a glance, so he naturally chased after him for the sake of such wealth.

Wei Hong suddenly realized what he said.

"If I can find the nest of the black-scaled python, even if I die, I will have paved a bright road for future generations, so I am bound to win it today."

"Hahaha!" The white-bearded old man sneered again and again: "If you hadn't injured your bones and couldn't break through to the bone refining realm, are you worthy of me personally taking action?"

"Boy, if you tell me the whereabouts of the red vermilion fruit, you will be spared a whole corpse. If not, don't blame me for being cruel!"

The white-bearded old man stepped forward, his aura crushing him like a mountain in the sky. The surging energy and blood flowed through his thin body, giving him an inexplicable power that looked down on all living beings.

"Of course not!" The white-bearded old man said with a smile but not a smile: "If you are an ordinary treasure appraiser, you must not know that the black-scaled python likes to grow red vermilion fruits in its lair. It is unlucky for you to meet me. Now that I know this news, I How can you not be moved?"

My judgment was correct, the other party really came for the red vermilion fruit.

No wonder he acted like this after seeing the black-scaled python material. No wonder there are so many red vermilion fruits growing deep in the cave. It turns out that the black-scaled python's lair is the red vermilion fruit's favorite place to grow.

Wei Hong didn't even expect that he would gain so much from an accidental collision near the divine capital.

Maybe it was because the skilled man was bold, or maybe the thing he wanted to grab was too important, so he stepped into this place without any scruples.

Unsurprisingly, the white-bearded old man is definitely a figure at the peak of the blood refining realm. Although his body is old and his energy and blood are declining, his fighting ability is not comparable to that of ordinary people. I am afraid that even Zuo Anping may not be able to defeat him.

"is it?"

But the other party was still too careless.

"This is a good place." The white-bearded old man glanced at the secluded alley and said with satisfaction: "It is very suitable for your burial place."

Wei Hong raised his eyebrows and did not panic at all.

"Do you really think I'm some stupid young man?" The white-bearded old man twirled his beard and smiled: "You turned left and right here specially to set up a trap to escape, but you don't understand, under absolute power, All the tricks before us are just jokes."

He only thought that he wanted to guard against Wei Hong's trap, but he didn't know that he had already fallen into the trap.

The two of them had been talking for so long, and the countless Ruanshensan in the air had already been inhaled into his lungs. At this moment, after the exercise, it spread to the whole body with the flow of Qi and blood.

"you?"

The white-bearded old man was about to take action when his expression suddenly changed.

His body shook unconsciously, and he raised his hand to pour out the pills from a jade bottle and stuffed them into his mouth, obviously realizing that something was wrong.

"Only found out now? It's too late!"

Wei Hong roared and stepped forward.

With a kick of his legs, he appeared in front of the white-bearded old man like a cannonball.

The extremely explosive power of the Vajra Kick, coupled with the ferocious power of the Bengshan Fist, makes it easy to bully an old martial artist who has been poisoned.

Wei Hong didn't even bother to use the blood-burning and blood-reverse techniques. The dense fists were like raindrops, crushing the opponent.

"Go away!"

The white-bearded old man waved his palms angrily to resist.

The two hands collided with each other like afterimages, and they had exchanged dozens of moves in an instant.

"puff!"

The white-bearded old man began to spurt blood from his mouth.

He could have forced Wei Hong back with one move, but under the influence of Ruanshen Powder, his energy and blood were stagnant and his body was limp. He could not exert 30% of his strength, and he was still weakening rapidly.

In this case, he was naturally crushed by Wei Hong!

"Damn it, what kind of monster are you?" The white-bearded old man roared in horror: "It's obvious that your strength is not at the early stage of Blood Refining Realm, so why is your fist so heavy?"

"It's just that you are too weak."

Wei Hong smiled ferociously and unleashed his blood-burning talent.

He suddenly grabbed the opponent's palm and hit his heart with a knee.

"puff!"

The white-bearded old man was directly knocked several feet away, directly smashing the wall of a small courtyard. There was a roar accompanied by several screams, and the huge movement alerted the surrounding people.

"I'm sorry, I can't waste any more time with you!"

Wei Hong pulled away and pounced forward.

The white-bearded old man was frightened and struggled to escape.

But he had already fallen from the sky like a giant ape, and terrifying fists hit his head again and again.

"No!"

The white-bearded old man screamed and groaned.

The next moment, his head was hammered into a rotten watermelon.

Wei Hong raised his eyes with red eyes like a maniac, and immediately stared at a family huddled aside in fear. It was obvious that their courtyard wall had been broken through just now.

"Don't, don't kill us!"

"Please don't kill us."

The family was so frightened that they began to tremble and beg for mercy.

I am afraid that this unreasonable disaster will affect me.

The murderous intention in Wei Hong's heart gradually faded, and his blood-red eyes returned to their normal color. He casually threw down a hundred-tael silver note and said: "This is money to repair the courtyard wall and calm the panic. Please notify the Yamen to collect the body. By the way, this He’s from Qilin Pavilion.”

"Yes Yes Yes!"

"Thank you, uncle, thank you, uncle!"

The family's faces were full of ecstasy and disbelief!
  Finally, when he saw Wei Hong really pulling away, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his face couldn't help but reveal the ecstasy of surviving the disaster.

However, when they saw the mess on the ground and the gruesome body of the white-bearded old man, they were trembling with fear for a long time.

"Master, what should I do?" The middle-aged woman in coarse linen clothes held her daughter tightly in her arms and said in horror: "Why did our family cause such a disaster? People died."

"Shut up!"

The middle-aged man scolded in a low voice.

He first hurriedly put the banknote into his pocket, and then lowered his voice and said, "I'll report it to the official right away. You two, don't run around. If the Yamen comes to ask questions, we will tell the truth and it won't implicate us." Remember to keep the banknotes confidential."

"Good good!"

The middle-aged woman nodded in agreement.

(End of this chapter)