Demonic Cultivation: Starting from a Horse Bandit

"Tell me in detail, what is the difference between this spiritual medicine and precious medicine?"

Xu Sanyan pressed forward step by step, and the old man took a step back, and he followed.

The old man looked grim, "You let me go after I said that."

Xu Sanyan smiled, "Don't worry, I will never break my promise."

The old man felt a little relieved, and trusted him again, so he said, "Precious medicine is only useful for ordinary warriors. It has little effect when you reach the realm of heaven, and it is completely useless after you build your foundation."

Xu Sanyan nodded in understanding, and it was almost the same as he guessed. This spiritual medicine should also provide "Qi".

While he was thinking, the old man's expression changed, and he quickly swept back.

Seeing this, Xu Sanyan turned his wrist, and the long sword flew out of his hand. The speed was so fast that it was hard to see with the naked eye. The sharp blade passed by the old man's gray hair and cut off a few strands of hair.

The old man stood still, a trace of cold sweat dripped from his cheeks, and his heart couldn't stop trembling.

For many years, since he broke through the Heavenly Man Realm, he has not felt the breath of death again, but this knife just now reminded him of the feeling of being on the verge of death.

If this knife was aimed at his head, he didn't know if he could dodge it.

The old man swallowed his saliva. The older he got, the more afraid of death he was. He hadn't lived enough.

"Mr. Xu, you just said you would let me go..."

Xu Sanyan nodded, "I want your elixir."

The old man clenched his fists. He finally understood that this kid had no intention of letting him go. He felt indignant at being teased and said fiercely, "Do you think you can beat me?"

Xu Sanyan raised his eyebrows. Does he have any tricks?

The old man's face was solemn, his right palm was raised high, and he slapped it heavily on his chest. With a "puff", a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face was visibly pale.

Xu Sanyan's eyelids jumped when he saw this. What is this?

Self-mutilation?

"Hehehe..."

The old man's lips were covered with blood, and he sneered. His fingertips emitted golden light again, and he inserted them into his lower abdomen fiercely. A blood hole flowed out of the blood.

The old man's face turned pale again. He didn't look like a living person, but a corpse that had been dead for a few days.

"You forced me to do this. Let's die together!"

The old man roared, and his face became paler as the blood flowed.

Xu Sanyan secretly raised his vigilance. Such means were extremely evil. He had never heard of it. He actually gained strength by self-mutilation?

"Die!"

The old man's three fingers were like hooks, in the shape of eagle claws, and they attacked Xu Sanyan's neck at a fast speed. The speed was more than 30% faster than before.

Don't underestimate this 30%. At their level, a one-point higher strength is a clear gap.

Xu Sanyan didn't dare to be arrogant. He leaned back to avoid this fierce attack. At the same time, a whip kick hit the old man's waist and ribs like a lightning bolt.

Boom——

The old man was unable to dodge and was hit hard by the kick. He hit the side of the courtyard wall heavily. The bluestone courtyard wall collapsed in an instant, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Xu Sanyan relaxed a little. According to his experience, the opponent would basically lose his fighting ability after being kicked.

After all, the waist and ribs are the vital parts of the body, and Xu Sanyan's whip kick could even break the stone pillars, let alone the mortal body.

Xu Sanyan was about to step forward to check, when suddenly, a fist-sized piece of gravel flew out of the dust, and the sound was sharp and rushed towards his head.

Xu Sanyan's pupils shrank, and he quickly dodged to the side, full of confusion in his heart, he actually still had fighting ability?

"Haha... What a great strength."

The old man walked out of the gravel in tattered clothes, with bloodstains on his body, which was miserable, but with a fierce smile on his face.

Xu Sanyan narrowed his eyes slightly, and saw that the old man's ribs were dislocated at the waist, and his body looked extremely uncoordinated. If a normal person suffered such an injury, he would definitely not be able to stand up.

He seemed... unable to feel the injury?

"Die!"

The old man had a ferocious face and attacked again with a weird posture, with a fist carrying a strong wind, rushing straight to Xu Sanyan's face.

This attack was even more swift than before. Xu Sanyan's heart trembled, and in a flash, he dodged to the side of the old man, grabbed his arm with both hands, and bent it hard.

There was a crisp sound of "click", and the whole arm drooped weakly. The old man's expression did not change, and he did not feel any pain at all, as if it was not him who had lost an arm.

Xu Sanyan's eyes flashed with anger, and his arms suddenly exerted force. With a "rip", the whole arm and bones were pulled down by him.

"Ah!"

The old man roared, and the remaining palm was in the shape of a knife, like a sharp dagger, hitting the throat.

Xu Sanyan ducked to avoid the blow, and took the opportunity to embrace him, hitting the old man's jaw with a palm.

Bang——

The old man fell heavily to the ground. Xu Sanyan took advantage of the situation and did not show mercy. His face was full of ferocity. He made a fist with his right hand, and his knuckles slightly protruded. He used all his strength to punch the old man in the heart.

Puff——

The huge fist penetrated deep into the chest and smashed the heart.

Even though the old man could not feel the injury, this fatal blow could no longer be ignored. His face slowly turned from pale to ruddy, and then turned pale again, as if it was a magic trick.

Xu Sanyan breathed a sigh of relief. To be on the safe side, he held his head with both hands and twisted it hard. There was no possibility that the old man would be alive.

Then he quickly searched his body. There was nothing else except a few hundred taels of silver notes. Xu Sanyan shook his head with regret, then collected the old man's body and turned to run away.

After a while, Yang Qiyuan arrived with a group of soldiers, looking anxious. There was only the ruins of the war and blood on the ground, nothing else.

Yang Qiyuan rarely lost her mind. With tears in her eyes, she shouted to the soldiers behind her, "Go find him quickly, and make sure to find my husband!"

"Yes!"

Everyone didn't dare to delay and quickly dispersed to search.

On the other side, Xu Sanyan took the old man's body to a remote alley and inserted a blood-red knife into the old man's chest. As the body dried up, seven or eight drops of bright red blood appeared on the handle of the knife.

He raised his head and swallowed the blood into his stomach. Suddenly, a stream of heat flowed through his lungs, slowly strengthening his internal organs.

Two quarters of an hour later, Xu Sanyan opened his eyes and was very satisfied. He was worthy of being a Tianren realm warrior. The effect was better than that of ordinary people.

This one was worth five or six Neiqi realm warriors.

Then the internal energy shook and smashed the old man's dry body into pieces, and no trace could be seen.

Xu Sanyan thought about it, raised his right arm, and hit his chest hard. Suddenly, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and then he stumbled towards home.

As the sky gradually darkened, Yang Qiyuan limped to find Xu Sanyan's trace, with an extremely anxious look on her face.

She had just described it to her mother, who said that the old man surnamed An was a perfect warrior in the Heavenly Man Realm, and there were few opponents in Xiangcheng.

And Xu Sanyan was only at the beginning of the Heavenly Man Realm, how could he resist?

Yang Qiyuan became more anxious, and as time passed, the feeling of uneasiness in her heart became stronger.