I conquer the immortal with my strength.

Chapter 2 Revenge
Xia Daoming jumped out of the broken house like a snake coming out of its hole. He was in mid-air, and his hands and feet had already launched his killing moves.

He held up the snake-shaped knife in his hand, with the palm facing down, the back of the palm facing upward, and the edge of the palm facing forward. He swung it like a knife and hit a blood wolf guard's throat flatly.

The Blood Wolf Guard immediately covered his throat and fell to the ground, as if his throat had been cut with a knife.

Almost at the same time, Xia Daoming's legs swung in the air like a snake's tail and swept across. Two Blood Wolf Guards were swept away and slammed into a wall behind.

"Woof woof!" The blood wolf mastiff roared and rushed forward.

"Looking for death!" Xia Daoming kicked directly from the side. The blood wolf mastiff, which was as big as a calf, was immediately kicked away and fell heavily to the ground like a big sandbag. His legs twitched a few times and stopped moving. .

"Ah!" A blood wolf guard was frightened by Xia Daoming's ferocious fighting style and turned around to run away. As a result, he stepped on the caltrops Xia Daoming had placed around the house.

Then, he felt a chill coming from behind.

"Ah!" The Blood Wolf Guard screamed again, looking down at the bloody dagger tip protruding from his chest.

The remaining two Blood Wolf Guards had already turned around and ran away.

One of them is the pockmarked one-eyed blood wolf guard.

Speaking of which, he was the leader of the six blood wolf guards and the strongest, but at this moment he was so scared that his liver and gallbladder were split apart, and he just tried his best to escape.

But before the one-eyed blood wolf guard ran a few steps, he felt a sharp pain on the back of his neck. Then his head tilted, and he fell to the ground sideways, his one-eyed eyes fixed on the figure flying past him.

At the level of a fourth-level martial artist, there is still strength far beyond that of a fourth-level martial artist. Every time Xia Daoming lands on the ground, he rises into the sky like a cannonball.

The ground was filled with sand and dust.

The last Blood Wolf Guard had already been caught alive by Xia Daoming before he could escape to the village entrance.

After some interrogation, Xia Daoming killed him simply.

An hour later.

In the dark night, a bonfire lit up in the courtyard.

Pieces of blood wolf mastiff meat were placed on top of the bonfire.

The grease made a hissing sound and dripped on the bonfire. The flames jumped up from time to time, and the rich aroma of barbecue wafted in the deserted village on the wind.

I don’t know how many years the deserted village has been alone in the desert, but it finally has a hint of human fireworks.

Xia Daoming has not known the taste of meat for more than ten days.

The body of the Blood Wolf Mastiff is filled with qi and blood, and its flesh and blood is definitely a nourishing substance that can strengthen the qi and blood of those who practice martial arts.

Xia Daoming is naturally not a waste.
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Three days later.

In the deserted village, the morning sun is slowly rising from the horizon like a disk of fire.

Inside the room, Xia Daoming looked at the empty wooden box and licked the juice on his fingers, his eyes full of unfinished thoughts.

In three days, he finally finished the last piece of dragon-marked purple blood ginseng and a small half of the blood wolf mastiff smoked barbecue.

"It's a pity. After eating the dragon-marked purple ginseng, I can only eat blood wolf mastiff meat as a supplement. Ahem, Xia Daoming, it's gone. Blood wolf mastiff meat was a meat you didn't dare to dream about before! "

Xia Daoming shook his head, and the interface in his mind appeared in front of his eyes.

Xia Daoming—

Cultivation level: Fourth grade martial artist

Level 9 meridians strengthening progress: 20%.

"Now that the meridians have been strengthened to the ninth level, there should be no problem even if I fight against a fifth-grade great martial artist. It seems it's time to leave here and go to Black Rock City to settle the accounts with the Blood Wolf Hall!"

Xia Daoming thought to himself, got up, picked up his baggage, and walked out of the house.
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Mangzhou, the most vast state in the Daliang Kingdom, is also a place of exile with harsh environment, poor resources, rampant bandits, raging gangs, and human lives.

The towering Cangmang Mountains, which stretch for tens of thousands of miles, divide Mangzhou into north and south.

Cangmang Mountain blocks the humid air coming from the vast ocean in the south, causing little rain in the north of Mangzhou. Summers are extremely hot and winters are extremely cold. Most of the area is desert Gobi.

In the northern part of Mangzhou, people live only where there is water.

All cities, forts, towns and villages are built on water sources.

Black Rock City is built on Black Dragon Mountain.

The mountain snow melted, and a sea broke out under the mountain, creating an oasis, and Blackstone City was built accordingly.

Outside Black Rock City, the gravel is black.

The city walls are also made of black rocks, hence the name Black Stone City.

Blackstone City can only be regarded as a small city in the North.

It is not the government that maintains order in the city, but clans, gangs, and martial arts schools.

Blood Wolf Hall is one of the many gangs in Black Rock City, occupying three neighborhoods in the south of the city.

The Dragon and Snake Martial Arts Hall is also located in the south of the city. The owner of the hall, Qiu Zhiheng, is old and only accepts apprentices to teach martial arts. He lives a wealthy life with no worries about food and clothing and does not compete for territory. Therefore, it is no different from the Blood Wolf Hall, which is also located in the south of the city. Although their interests and interests are competing, they get along fairly harmoniously.

Qiu Zhiheng and Wei Mao also had many friendships, and they were usually brothers.

It is precisely because of this that the changes in Qiu Zhiheng's consumption of Dragon-marked Purple Blood Ginseng attracted Wei Mao's attention, thus leaking the secret and causing the disaster of killing him and destroying the museum.

In the backyard of Blood Wolf Hall, there is a spacious room.

A man is doing strenuous exercise on top of a woman.

Heavy breathing and seductive moans echoed in the room.

"Crench!"

The door was pushed open.

"roll!"

Wei Mo was at a critical moment when he suddenly heard someone pushing the door open and coming in. While continuing to work, a beast-like roar came from his throat.

"Crack! Crack!"

Wei Mo's answer was loud applause.

Wei Mo realized something was wrong and turned around sharply. "It's you!" Wei Mo saw the face of the person clearly, his face changed slightly, and he hurriedly pulled away.

"Young Hall Master, please continue. It doesn't matter. I won't miss the time." Xia Daoming leaned against the door frame with his arms folded and smiled.

Seeing that Xia Daoming had no intention of taking action immediately, Wei Mo relaxed completely.

After all, he is a fourth-level martial artist, and Xia Daoming was only a second-level martial artist before. Even if the fisherman successfully robbed the dragon-marked purple blood ginseng, he still has to eat it slowly. He can break through to a third-level martial artist in just more than ten days. Heaven.

Besides, this is the headquarters of Blood Wolf Hall, and there are many people stationed outside.

"I'm curious, how did you escape my father's pursuit and come here again?" Wei Mo said as he slowly put on his clothes.

"I'm also curious. Your father's body is still cold, so why do you want to have fun here?" Xia Daoming said.

Wei Mo's expression changed suddenly when he heard this, but then he laughed loudly as if he had heard the funniest words in the world: "Haha, don't tell me, you alone can kill my father!"

"Is this funny? Since I can kill your uncle, why can't I kill your father?" Xia Daoming said.

"If my uncle hadn't been seriously injured and his thoughts were all about Dragon-marked Purple Blood Ginseng, how could you still have a chance to kill him? But speaking of Dragon-marked Purple Blood Ginseng, boy, since you are here, then obediently offer it with both hands. I can consider sparing your life." Wei Mo looked at Xia Daoming greedily.

"Tsk, tsk, they all say that the young hall master is a cruel and heartless person. It seems true. For the sake of the dragon-marked purple blood ginseng, even the feud between his father and uncle can be put aside." Xia Daoming sneered.

"Boy, you are looking for death!" Wei Mo finally didn't bother to talk nonsense to Xia Daoming. He shouted coldly, stepped forward and punched him hard.

When Xia Daoming saw this, he didn't dodge. Qi and blood surged in his body, and he stretched out his five fingers to explore forward.

"You are actually a fourth-grade martial artist!" Wei Mo's expression changed drastically, and he felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart.

But he didn't close his fist and change his moves.

His punch was packed with momentum, and his momentum was like a rainbow, but Xia Daoming just accepted the fight casually. Even if Xia Daoming broke through and became a fourth-level martial artist, so what?

"Oh!"

Xia Daoming's palms were like eagle talons, clasping Wei Mo's fist tightly.

Wei Mo was surprised and subconsciously wanted to close his fist, but Xia Daoming's hands were like iron pliers, cold and strong, and his fist could not move at all.

"How can it be!"

Beads of cold sweat broke out on Wei Mo's forehead. He gritted his teeth, raised the knife with his left hand, and stabbed Xia Daoming in the neck.

"Hmph!" A cold light flashed in Xia Daoming's eyes, and he raised a snake-head fist with his other hand, swinging it out as fast as lightning.

The snake head fist hit the palm knife hard.

"Crack!"

"what!"

The sound of broken finger bones and Wei Mo's screams sounded one after another.

Wei Mo's left hand retracted like lightning, and the four fingers were bent and shaking.

They are both fourth-grade martial arts masters, but the difference in strength between the two sides is huge.

"Come here, come here!" After screaming, Wei Mo quickly roared in horror.

But his voice echoed in the room, but it was quiet outside, and no one came in.

"Stop screaming, no one will come even if you scream." Xia Daoming said with a smile.

The right hand suddenly exerted force.

Wei Mo's fist made a faint sound of bones being squeezed and broken under his palm, and it was somewhat deformed.

"It hurts, my hand is about to break, let go! Hero, let go!" Wei Mo screamed and begged.

"Let go? Then why don't you let go of Master Qiu and the people from Longshe Martial Arts School?" Xia Daoming's face was as cold as ice.

"I know I was wrong. I won't dare to do it next time. Please spare my life!" Wei Mo continued to plead.

"You don't have to dream anymore. If you tell me honestly where the property collected over the years is hidden, I can give you a good time." Xia Daoming said.

"Go to hell!" Upon hearing this, Wei Mo suddenly kicked his feet towards Xia Daoming's lower body.

But Xia Daoming started faster and kicked out, knocking Wei Mo's leg back, and then kicked his knee down unceremoniously.

"Crack!"

Wei Mo's right leg was broken immediately.

"Ah!" Wei Mo screamed again, almost fainting from the pain.

"I'm not in a hurry, but I really want to see how hard the Young Hall Master's bones are!" Xia Daoming said coldly.

"I said, I said!" Wei Mo quickly gave in and told the truth about where the treasure was hidden.

"You can leave now!" After hearing this, Xia Daoming said lightly, raised a snake-head fist with both hands, and hit Wei Mo hard on both temples.

Wei Mo rolled his eyes, raised his head and fell to the ground, dying.

"Master Qiu, Daoming has avenged you, you can rest in peace!" Xia Daoming said silently in his heart and looked up.

A woman was holding a piece of clothing in her hand, huddled in the corner and shivering.

When the woman saw Xia Daoming looking at her, she was so frightened that she no longer grabbed her clothes to cover her body. Instead, with her beautiful body as naked as jade, she kowtowed to Xia Daoming and begged for mercy: "My hero, have mercy! My hero, have mercy!" You can do whatever you want slave to do."

Seeing the jade-like white flesh trembling in front of him, Xia Daoming quickly looked away, threw a piece of clothing over and said, "Go away, I won't kill you."

"Thank you, hero." The woman took the clothes and hurriedly escaped from the room.

Xia Daoming first went to the treasure hiding place mentioned by Wei Mo and took the savings collected by the Wei family over the years, and then ransacked the Blood Wolf Hall.

The system can continuously strengthen the meridians, but it needs to provide a large amount of nourishing food, and all this means that Xia Daoming needs to spend a lot of money to purchase it.

This time, since the Blood Wolf Hall was destroyed, Xia Daoming naturally took the opportunity to loot them all.

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