Infinite Sims

The stick of fire.

Purple back golden ring machete.

Both weapons charged at each other with tyrannical and fearless aura.

In an instant, the sound of collision sounded.

The ensuing strong impact caused many thieves who were still awake to pass out.

On the surface, whether it is a weapon or a master, the two are completely incomparable, just like an adult and a child, the winner should be quickly determined.

But the two weapons unexpectedly stalemate together.

The purple-backed golden ring machete shone with a little bit of aura, and the flames on the flame stick were burning blazingly.

This stalemate only lasted for a moment, and the head leader with greater strength gained the upper hand, slowly pressing the knife towards Wuchen.

"Even though adversity abounds, I know my heart and see my nature."

The scarlet in Wuchen's eyes receded, and a moderate voice came out of his mouth, which instantly stopped the trend of defeat, and even pushed back the machete.

The flames on the flame stick changed from blood red to blue.

He ignited the machete directly, and even wanted to spread the machete to the head.

"Damn donkey, with such a strong talent, wouldn't it be good to be a disciple of Buddha? Why did you come to harm me?"

Seeing the instant reversal of the situation, the head of the family had a hideous expression on his face.

He only hated that he hadn't acted earlier, otherwise the current situation would never have happened.

this moment.

Both Wuchen and Dadangjia's whole body energy mechanisms have been locked, either there will be a winner or loser, or both of them will stop at the same time, otherwise they will not be able to escape.

"If this continues, I will definitely lose, unless..."

The master thought to himself, looking at the pothole next to him out of the corner of his eye.

Although that baby is still far from consummation, the energy in it is enough to make his cultivation level skyrocket, and then he can easily suppress this little bald donkey.

Although this is a great loss, the sect will definitely give him a lot of rewards for killing a little bald donkey whose talent is comparable to that of a Buddha.

Just as the head was about to make a move, a terrifying thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

With such talent and insight, would his sect really allow him to go out to practice alone, without even a guardian?

Ordinary secular sects are really possible, but Gushan Temple is a secular subordinate sect of Zhenmo Temple, so it is absolutely impossible to be so careless. Backhand, I'm afraid these people will make a move immediately.

In the blink of an eye, the big boss came up with a countermeasure - feign death!

Crack!

The purple-backed golden ring machete seemed unable to withstand the burning of the flames, and directly shattered into countless fragments.

Just when the stick of fire was about to hit the head of the head, Wuchen moved the angle, brushed past his ear, and landed on his shoulder.

Suddenly.

Most of the head's body was smashed into the soil, his muscles and bones were broken, and blood flowed continuously from the seven holes.

He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but soon rolled his eyes and passed out, his breath getting weaker and weaker.

"Amitabha!"

Although Wu Chen didn't think he did something wrong, he felt that the stick was a bit heavy.

Turning around, he found that the people in the surrounding cages had woken up and were looking at him with numb and confused eyes.

"benefactor?"

An Niang, who had just taken advantage of the chaos and hid in one of the wooden sheds, came out cautiously.

"The little monk fell into a daze just now and disturbed the benefactor, please don't blame him."

Wu Chen said apologetically, broke all the locks on the cages, and looked at An Niang: "I also hope that the female benefactor will take care of these benefactors, and I will return as soon as I go."

There are still many thieves in this cottage that he needs to deal with.

Although some people may have escaped, most people probably still don't understand what happened. The faster the processing, the more thieves will be able to atone for their crimes.

When the first ray of sun rises in the morning.

In the open space in the center of the cottage, more than two hundred half-dead thieves were dragged here.

Standing around these thieves were nearly a hundred pale and skinny people, each of whom had a strong hatred and killing intent in their eyes.

Many of them were cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered, and these thieves were butchers with big knives in their hands.

Overnight, the positions of the two parties were reversed.

"I remember you, it was you who killed my father!"

"You bloody bastards, have you ever thought that you would end up where you are today?"

"These utterly devoid of conscience do not want to survive in this world, kill them!"

"Yes, kill them!"

Many people held the swords they picked up from the ground, staring at the thief who had been deeply imprinted in their minds, wishing to take revenge immediately.

But none of them took the lead, but all set their sights on the woman named An Niang.

Although it wasn't her who saved them.

But what she did that night really convinced them.

Under the eyes of everyone, An Niang left without saying a word. After passing a house, she saw an old man in Chinese clothes who was stabbed in the heart with a dagger and was full of surprise. : "Husband, father-in-law killed you to save your life, now I let him accompany you..."

Everyone around the open space looked at each other in blank dismay.

Someone moved soon, but instead of killing the thieves, they walked along the direction of the gate of the cottage.

"Although Master Wuchen handed over these thieves to us, he didn't want us to be blinded by hatred. Instead of killing these people, it's better to let the government deal with them. Anyway, we will only live a few more days."

"Master Wuchen is still waiting for us outside, I'll go first, if you want to do it, hurry up."

Someone said these two sentences and turned to leave.

After hesitating for a while, the rest of the people left with the belongings they took from the village.

More than a hundred rescued survivors left this nightmare land, and they will be escorted by Wu Chen to a safe place where they can settle down.

Soon after they left.

In the open space in the center of the cottage, several half-dead people got up, one of them was Wang Wu.

The strength of the few people is not outstanding, but either they have special physiques, or they have practiced special life-saving martial arts, so they can hide it from Wuchen. Although they still suffered a lot of injuries, they are not as serious as others.

"Quick, save me."

Seeing this, many thieves lying on the ground screamed for help.

They have all heard that people from the government will come soon, and beheading is probably the lightest punishment for the crimes they have committed.

Moreover, with their current injuries, it is more likely that they were jolted to death while being escorted by the government.

"I really want to save you, but"

Wang Wu glanced at the surrounding people, picked up a suitable knife in an instant, and left the open space.

The rest of them cursed inwardly, and also picked up a weapon and chased after him.

A few minutes later, they all came to the slaughter area.

Looking at the former colleagues, no one chose to do it, and everyone looked at the deep pit in the middle with fiery eyes.

"It's ridiculous. Those people searched all the cottages, but only ignored this place. It really deserves to be a group of pigs and sheep."

Wang Wu's heart was agitated, and he wished to find out the treasure immediately.

In the past, it seemed that the defense here was lax, but once someone dared to do anything other than throwing corpses into this deep pit, he would be chopped into a stick by the big master who came here in less than a stick of incense.

"It's not suitable to do it now, why don't we go down together, and whoever finds the treasure first will get the treasure?"

Looking at the few people around, Wang Wu suggested.

"I agree, baby who is destined to get it."

"Wu Dangjia is right, it's not suitable to do it now."

"It's good to do it this way. If a few of us fight together, we might be able to benefit from it."

A few people did not hesitate, with harmless smiles on their faces.

In fact, everyone has already made a decision in their hearts, whoever gets the treasure first will kill him and snatch the treasure.

Just when a few people came to the deep pit and were about to enter, a voice suddenly came from behind: "Did I tell you to go in?"

"The master!"

The faces of several people suddenly turned pale.

But before they could react, their heads were blown off by a fat palm, and their bodies without their heads fell to the ground.

"A mere mortal, still trying to take my treasure away!"

The eldest master wiped the red and white liquid from his hands, a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and was about to step forward to take out his treasure, but his face froze suddenly.

"Amitabha, I never thought that the poor monk would violate the precept of killing again."

An old monk in a gray robe withdrew the hand imprinted on the back of the head, his face was full of compassion and intolerance.

He bypassed the head of the house and came to the deep pit where hundreds of corpses were buried.

"Such a sinister and evil method is indeed the Ten Thousand Arts Demon Sect."

The old monk and the old monk sighed: "Brother, in order for your nephew to practice, you let this man from the Wanfa Demon Sect live for an extra month, causing him to kill more than a hundred people. Do you really have a clear conscience? .”

the next day.

A group of armored soldiers came to this cottage.

I wanted to start arresting the thieves, but I never thought that there was no living person in Ruoda's cottage.