Cultivation Began Three Years Ago

The chilling atmosphere made the warriors present feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave, the air was filled with the pungent smell of blood, and the ground was full of warm scarlet liquid flowing.

Nearly half of the warriors, facing the evil spirit directly, couldn't even resist, so they were sent to reincarnation.

Among them was Xu Luo's subordinate, who made his scalp tingle, and gritted his teeth and asked with difficulty: "Who the hell are you?!"

The dharma body ignored him, the crimson light gathered in his hand, and in an instant, he was holding a fierce sword.

"You and I have no way out, give it a go, maybe there will be a turnaround!" Feng Gan roared at Xu Luo, furious, his blood was burning violently.

Not long after, his martial arts power transformed into a pair of emerald gray battle armor, covering his whole body, ready to fight.

With a "bang", Xu Luo also made a choice, and the blue battle armor lingered around his body, and the terrifying power continued to overflow.

The martial artist kneeling on the ground, witnessing this scene, was filled with emotion.

That lifelike battle armor is so invincible and unparalleled.

The only little fantasy in my heart was shattered, and I once again deeply realized the gap between tempering and transformation.

Knowing that the dharma body slaughtered his subordinates, but until the end, Xu Luo still didn't want to go to war. He said tentatively: "The power of the dead wood is like a candle in the wind."

"The old ghost is old, and the hunters under his command have different intentions. It will be a matter of time before they will decline and be destroyed."

"What he can give you, we can naturally give too. Why do you have to be aggressive and fight with us?"

Feng Gan's face was gloomy. Due to the strength of the other party, he snorted coldly: "You and I are both different, walking in the shadow of darkness."

"How can you be bound by secular morality? The whole world is for profit."

"I don't believe that the old ghost can invite you without paying any price. If you stop fighting as you wish, we will pay for it."

"Besides, even if I wait to fall, the forces behind it will never let it go, and you will only get into more trouble then."

"It's better for you to take it both ways, to reap the benefits of the fisherman, and just leave here?"

Xu Luo also echoed from the side: "Your Excellency, please think twice before acting!"

However, the dharma body remains unmoved, and he will only carry out the instructions given by the main body unwaveringly.

The two old men couldn't wait for the reply they expected, and only a domineering sword light greeted them!

"Boom!" Fashen held the fierce sword in his hand and slashed out a sharp blow.

The sword glow raged like a rampaging dragon, devouring everyone in an instant.

The tempered warriors who died or were suppressed became fixed targets, and before they had time to struggle, they turned into fly ash, leaving no flesh and blood behind!

The faces of the two old men changed greatly, unexpectedly, the man ignored their advice and started to fight directly!

In panic, they had no choice but to use their strongest killing moves.

Holding the saber in his hand, Xu Luo's fighting spirit boiled over and his temperament suddenly changed. He fought with his life, and slashed out with a terrifying saber light, killing him fiercely.

Feng Qian was even crazier, mobilizing the essence and blood in his body, and with the crossbow in his hand, a long bone arrow shot out instantly, bringing a huge black bird phantom into it.

"Clang!!"

The resounding beast cry resounded through the narrow tavern, it was unstoppable and meant to wipe out the sword light.

Although the dharma body was worried that his violent power would destroy the tavern, he just took a sword casually.

But his cultivation in the late stage of foundation establishment is far stronger than that of the warriors in the late stage of transformation. How can Xu Luo and Feng Qian, who have stopped at the early stage of transformation for many years, be able to compete?

In just an instant, when the three touched, the light of the saber dimmed and disappeared, and the phantom of the black bird was killed to pieces, leaving nowhere to escape.

Jian Guang swept past, Xu Luo and Feng Qian were sent flying with unimaginable force, and smashed onto the dark purple barrier behind.

The sword light was so sharp that it tore the battle armor outside their bodies. The two of them suffered heavy injuries, their aura quickly dropped, and they were sluggish.

The dharma body kept his hands on purpose, and did not kill them directly, and the sword light dissipated.

"Cough cough..." Xu Luo vomited blood exhaustedly, the hideous wound on his chest could be seen bloody and white bone stubble.

Leaning against the wall, he could feel his own vitality, which was slowly passing away, but he was powerless to return to heaven.

The situation of Feng Qian was even more serious. After consuming essence and blood, and being hit by sword energy, he looked like a ghost, with bruises all over his body, his heart was dying, and he was dying.

Dharma Body walked over, looked down at the two old men, his eyes were indifferent, without the slightest pity, and asked, "Which side do you belong to?"

"Ahem, why bother to ask? You can do it." Xu Luo smiled wryly.

He could no longer condense a sliver of martial arts strength, his muscles and bones were broken in seven or eight cases, and there were cracks in his internal organs that could not be repaired.

"it is good."

The dharma body swung his sword across, and took its head, without any extra words.

It's a pity that the main body is not here, otherwise with the help of spiritual knowledge, you can invade the opponent's brain and find out the secrets.

"What about you?" Dharma Body looked at Feng Gan calmly, without any fluctuation in tone.

When the light came back, the old man smiled calmly, and said intermittently: "Oh, you can thank me for giving me a ride."

"Pfft!" "Wow!"

The sharp blade passed by, and an old human head fell to the ground, Feng Qian died!

Many underground forces joined forces to encircle and suppress the Deadwood Tavern. There were a total of 33 fighters, and none of them survived.

Dharma Body glanced lightly, the messy tavern, and the unpleasant smell of blood lingered in the air, followed by his gentle hand, all of them dissipated, and the corpses of the two Transformation Masters also turned into dust.

When everything returned to the original state, the tavern fell into silence again, as if nothing had happened. The Dharma Body returned to the counter and removed the surrounding barriers.

He transmitted sound to the main body, explaining what happened here, then closed his eyes and sat down quietly.

At the same time, six figures gathered in the dark street outside the tavern.

Man Hai, Old Man Wang, and Qing He came after hearing the news, and even the entrustment that was being executed was stranded.

In addition, there is a fat man, and a young and beautiful girl with twin ponytails.

Zhang Yuan looked at the acquaintances who rushed over, and couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, and said sadly: "Are there only six of us? Where are the others?!"

He was the first to discover the enemy attack, and then notified most of the hunters in the tavern, but unexpectedly, very few were willing to come to help.

"You and I know it well, why bother to ask again?" Qinghe said in a cold tone.

After receiving the news, knowing that there was going to be a bloody battle, even though he hesitated, he still came.

Old man Wang patted Chang Yuan's shoulder, his eyes were complicated, and he said meaningfully: "Boy, it's just human nature."

"There is nothing to blame, guarding the tavern is not their main job."

"We are all free, but we will not interfere with other people's choices."

At this moment, Man Hai seemed to remember something, and asked Qinghe and Old Man Wang, "Have you notified my little brother? Why isn't he here?!"