Cultivation Began Three Years Ago

The moment his face was torn apart, the burly man had already stepped forward brazenly.

Holding a short blade in his hand, he was very fast. He arrived in front of Xu Che in a split second.

When the blade was still 01 away and was about to pierce Xu Che's pupil, it stopped suddenly.

Xu Che's right hand firmly locked the burly man's knife-holding wrist, and he couldn't help smiling when he saw the thin layer of liquid that was almost invisible to the naked eye smeared on the blade.

If he was conceited in the past and relied on his cultivation to catch the sword with bare hands, he might suffer a lot of losses.

Sure enough, people cannot be judged by appearances. This rough middle-aged man seems reckless, but his mind is extremely delicate.

One move kills, not muddled, simple and clear, but it hides a deadly murderous intent, as long as a martial artist of the same level is slightly scratched, he will be defeated quickly.

Seeing Xu Che's smile, the burly man's expression turned ugly, and he thought to himself: This kid, has he noticed the poison on the knife?

While thinking about it, his other hand touched the gun at his waist. It was a powerful revolver. If he hit it at such a close range, he could not believe that Xu Che would not be injured.

Just when he wanted to fight back, Xu Che smiled lightly, and exerted a little force with his right hand.

Before touching the revolver, there was a "click", the sound of bones shattering, and the huge pain hit, the burly man's expression changed drastically and his face turned pale.

He could no longer hold the weapon, and the short blade dropped.

"Warriors in the Tempering Realm also have a hand, so I will leave you with one hand."

After such a trial, Xu Che also knew exactly what kind of strength the burly man was.

Among ordinary people, ancient martial arts have a long history. This is a road of physical cultivation, through discovering the treasures of the physical body, and constantly strengthening oneself.

And the warriors among them are naturally strong and weak. The basic martial arts realms are from low to high: Blood Throne, Tempering, Transformation Realm.

Warriors in the blood realm, who have just opened physical treasures, have physical functions that are different from ordinary people. They are agile, flexible in response, strong in blood, and can even fight with large beasts.

However, it is still subject to contemporary hot weapons, and facing large-caliber firearms will also be life-threatening.

It is different for warriors in the Tempering Realm. By honing their physical bodies day and night, their physical functions have been greatly improved several times, reaching an unbelievable level.

Facing most of the firearms of human beings, they have no fear at all, and their ghostly speed is enough to make them run amok without any restraint, and it is difficult to compete with them without relying on special scientific research weapons.

As for the Transformation Realm - Martial Dao Grandmaster, his practice has entered the realm of perfection. This realm is a huge watershed, which is completely different from the realm of tempering.

Completely exploiting the treasures of the physical body, there is a faint tendency to be extraordinary and refined, which can shock one side.

These are the realms of ancient martial arts that Xu Che has learned in recent years, and the burly man in front of him is probably in the middle of tempering.

In the declining martial arts world, he can barely be regarded as a master.

Facing the heart-wrenching pain from his wrist, the burly man was so angry that he remained silent, but his face became paler and cold sweat continued to flow from his forehead.

The previous violence and viciousness on his face were gone.

It was really hard for him to accept that he had already suffered such a big loss just by meeting.

"Shuzi, arrogant!"

At this time, the old woman scolded, and quickly formed seals with her hands.

She was chanting obscure and awkward spells, and the corners of her eyes slowly overflowed with blood. It was obvious that she had paid a huge price to perform the insect technique.

Before it was over, the old woman bit her own arm, and a lot of blood flowed out of her already old, thin and shriveled body.

The old woman looks like a madman, splashing blood, bathing in those poisonous insects.

In an instant, the poisonous substances on the ground shook all over, and seemed to grow in size, and then the surface of their bodies cracked, secreting deep purple venom continuously.

The venom sizzled the moment it came into contact with the ground, corroding the ground into pits and dimples.

"Go! Tear him to pieces."

As the old woman gave orders, the poisonous substances became more and more excited, screaming and killing them.

Seeing this, Xuan Che's pupils trembled. Outsiders don't know what the poison represents, but she knows it quite well.

This old woman is a master in the clan, good at insect art.

She had seen these bugs before, they were all fed with rotten corpses one by one, soaked in the blood pool, and finally fed with the secret medicine of the clan, causing a fight, leaving the most ferocious individual.

Even a martial artist with a good cultivation base will be tortured and his body will fester once he is contaminated with the poisonous liquid.

Therefore, Xuan Che hastily reminded: "Quick back, it's dangerous."

Xu Che pushed back the burly man with one hand, and the latter was panting heavily and was in a panic.

Seeing the swarm of insects that were about to surround him, he snorted coldly: "Grandma, when you're old, don't fight and kill. It's not good for your health."

"Young people, don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth. Don't think that you can be arrogant if you know how to do it. I have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice."

"Grandma, you really have a strong taste."

Xu Che squeezed the formula with his hands, mobilized his spiritual power, and slightly raised the corner of his mouth: "Evil things are insignificant."

The next moment, the original flame that was blocking the poison on the ground suddenly burst open and turned into a sea of ​​flames, swallowing all the poison in an instant.

The violently burning flames distorted nearly a hundred poisonous insects, and the venom evaporated instantly.

When all the poison was completely gone, the last flame was also extinguished.

Looking at the hard work of more than ten years, in this instant, it was destroyed.

The old woman was so anxious that she could no longer hold the crutches, and could not restrain the blood rushing up in her throat.

With a sound of "Poof!", she spat out a mouthful of blood, trembling all over, and fell to her knees.

Even Xu Che had to admit that this old woman was indeed much stronger than the burly man.

If it were an ordinary tempered high-level warrior, they might not be able to retreat under the gnaw of the swarm.

At the least, the toxin corrodes the five internal organs, leaving physical disabilities, and at the worst, he dies and goes straight to the underworld.

If it wasn't for the fact that the clan insisted on capturing him alive, the old woman would have used all her means to vent her anger by killing Xuan Che.

Facing the scene before them, both Xuan Che and the burly man fell into great shock.

None of them thought that Xu Che would be so terrifying, let alone that the old woman with treacherous methods would be defeated so thoroughly.

Regardless of the severe pain in his hand, the burly man hurried forward to help the old woman: "Aunt Hui, are you alright?"

The old woman's eyes were dull, her old face was exhausted and haggard, her chest was aching, and she couldn't speak a word again.

After defeating the two of them, Xu Che came to them, sighed, and said helplessly, "You two, I really didn't mean it."

In fact, speaking from the heart, the burly man and the old woman are fighting with their lives and are extremely ruthless, while Xu Che just goes to the end, he doesn't want to increase the killing, and he never bullies the weak.

"It's getting late, you'd better go back."

"From now on, if I want to seek revenge again, I will show no mercy."

Xu Che smiled, and didn't care too much about the enmity between them. This kind of calm posture and extraordinary demeanor also convinced the two of them.

Ordinary rivers and lakes seeking revenge are all life and death situations, but there is no one as benevolent as Xu Che.

In fact, Xu Che also has his own considerations. He hopes that these two people who come back alive can be used as a tool to deliver a warning message, so that both parties can calm down and have a buffer period.

The burly man helped the old woman up, glanced at Xuan Che complicatedly, and said, "There will be a time later."

As for the old woman, she sighed heavily. At this point, she also had to accept the reality of returning home in despair, so she turned and left in despair.

The fierce battle came to an end. Fortunately, this place is remote and did not disturb other people.

Watching the backs of the two leaving, Xuan Che heaved a sigh of relief, this time the crisis has finally come to an end.

She looked at Xu Che again, and said in a deep voice, "Thank you."

The stone in her heart finally fell, and she was finally able to rest well.

The young man smiled brightly, but he didn't take it seriously, and said gently: "No problem."