Invincibility Starts From Absorbing Emotions

The continuous extreme pain made Wang Cheng's screams indescribable.

"If you keep arguing, I'll break your last leg." Wei Qiangsen said coldly.

Wang Chengli immediately shut up, the unprecedented fear in his heart was horrified.

His whole body was like sifting chaff, but he didn't dare to make the slightest sound.

He was completely scared by Wei Qiang.

This boy who was kind and bullying in the past has completely changed in the past six months. In his eyes, he has become a complete devil.

"Wei Qiang, let my young master go, or you will never get away." Wang Quan pointed at Wei Qiang with his sword, and said through gritted teeth.

"You think I'm a fool. If I let your young master go, you two will never let me go." Wei Qiang grinned, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth.

"Don't worry, my young master's injuries are too serious, and he won't last long. He needs to be carried back for treatment as soon as possible. We don't have time to deal with you." Wang Quan said sincerely.

"Yes, we promise not to trouble you, and we won't trouble you in the future." Wang Zhi also promised quickly.

They were extremely anxious. As for Wei Qiang, he must be killed, but there will be plenty of time in the future.

But the most important thing now is to save Wang Cheng.

"I don't believe you, I beat your little master like this, you can't explain to the master, you will definitely kill me." Wei Qiang said lightly. "Now, if you want to save your little master, there is only one way. The two of you cut off your own arm. When the battle is greatly reduced, I will have a chance to escape the siege of the two of you, and I will rest assured that you will be killed." The master will leave it to you."

Wei Qiang didn't give the two of them time to think, and said loudly: "Hurry up and cut off your arm, your little master can't hold on for long."

While speaking, he exerted a little force in his hand, and gently scratched and pulled, the wound on Wang Cheng's neck deepened, and blood flowed horizontally. "Look, he is bleeding profusely, and the persistence time has shortened."

"Damn it, cut off your arm quickly." Wang Cheng yelled at the two of them. He bled profusely, and his body strength gradually disappeared. He was afraid, and the threat of death made him terrified.

"Damn it, hurry up, I'm dead, and your whole family will be buried with me." Wang Cheng yelled. He wanted to go back quickly and treat his injuries quickly. He didn't want to die, let alone become disabled.

But he also made up his mind, as long as he went back, he must lead someone to kill Wei Qiang, and even Wei Qiang's family.

"good,

We cut off our hands, so don't hurt our young master anymore. "Wang Quan gritted his teeth and said.

He was also shocked by Wei Qiang's cruel and lunatic appearance.

For such a powerful person as the patriarch, he personally protects him and helps him refine the marrow washing pill, which makes him feel extremely honored and grateful from the bottom of his heart.

He finally knew why his father, mother, and members of the Liu family loved the patriarch so much.

"Little guy, work hard, strive to become a silver or even a gold-level powerhouse, and serve the family." Liu Ze encouraged.

"Patriarch, I will work hard. I want to become a black-gold warrior and serve the family." The fourteen-year-old boy said excitedly.

Liu Ze was taken aback when he heard this. Although Liu Jiang had taken the marrow washing pill, his aptitude had been doubled, but because of his poor foundation, he was not much stronger after being doubled. The level is almost the limit, and it is even more difficult to become a silver level.

However, young people must have ambition and dreams.

Liu Ze's face became serious all of a sudden, he stepped forward and patted Liu Jiang on the shoulder and said seriously, "If you have ambition, there is a way for you to achieve. I will wait for you to become a black-gold warrior."

"Yes." Hearing Liu Ze's words, the fourteen-year-old boy spoke in a trembling voice, overwhelmed with excitement.

"Okay, go wash up, work hard when you get back, and tell the world with your actions that you, Liu Jiang, are a genius."

Liu Ze patted Liu Jiang on the shoulder and said.

"En." The fourteen-year-old boy was very excited, and then followed Liu Xiao to wash up.

"Hehe, this little guy." When Liu Jiang left, Liu Ze smiled cheerfully. He remembered the old patriarch back then, and the old patriarch also said the same to him, saying that he would become a black-gold warrior.

But more than twenty years have passed, and he is only a gold three-star warrior.

Liu Ze shook his head, then remembered his precious son and daughter, and walked to the ancestral hall.

In the ancestral hall, a ten-year-old girl was sitting in the ancestral hall, gnawing pig's trotters, and sobbing sadly, while a young boy was comforting her.

Liu Ze shook his head speechlessly outside the ancestral hall, then coughed.

Hearing the familiar coughing sound, the two panicked. The boy snatched the pig's trotter and hid it behind a spirit tablet in the ancestral hall.

The two hurriedly knelt down, copying the family rules solemnly.

While copying, the little girl chewed the food quickly, wanting to eat it all before her father came in.

Suddenly feeling wrong, she turned her head and saw Liu Ze.

Liu Yue's mouth was closed all of a sudden, and she didn't dare to move, but her cheeks were bulging, like a marmot eating food.

There was still oil from the pig's trotters on her lips, and her little face was crying, like a little tabby cat.

Liu Ze was a little amused, but he held back. He is the head of the clan, so his children have to be educated well, and he has to let them know the clan rules.

With a cold face, he said in a deep voice, "If you don't accept the punishment properly, what should you do if you steal food in the ancestral hall?"

Seeing Liu Ze's angry look, Liu Xing and Liu Yue were a little scared and dared not speak.

"Liu Xing, tell me how to punish."

"Thirty lashes." Liu Xing gritted his teeth and said, "The things I brought have nothing to do with Xiaoyue, just whip me for the braids."

"Yes, I have responsibility, but if I make a mistake, I should be punished. I first copy the family rules, and after I finish writing, I come to me with a whip." Liu Ze said.

"Okay." Liu Xing gritted his teeth and nodded, then he looked at Liu Ze stubbornly, "I would admit that you gave me a hundred lashes, but I don't understand why you gave the marrow washing pill to outsiders and not to Xiaoyue, could it? In your eyes, Xiaoyue is not as good as that Liu Jiang."

"It's his stuff, not mine, and it's not Xiaoyue's." Liu Ze said, "Liu Zhen don't worry about me, the patriarch, if you let me keep it, I have to keep it for him. Now, I have to find a way to buy him one, do you understand?"

"If you hadn't come out, Liu Zhen would have been beaten to death, and you wanted the Marrow Washing Pill back, not Liu Zhen." Liu Xing still refused to accept it, "Give him one, and it's also considered a face for him. Why do you have to give him both.”

Liu Ze said in a deep voice: "He is our clansman, and the clansman was bullied by others. As the patriarch, I have to find this place for them, but the Nangong family is powerful, and my patriarch is useless. I can't find this place. Ask for two marrow washing pills, how can I have the face to take this pill by myself?"

"Their family is disabled, and only Liu Yu has a little talent." Liu Xing said, "Even if you don't give it to them, they don't dare to say anything. They dare to talk nonsense and destroy them."

"Shut up." Liu Ze's face darkened suddenly, and the two of them trembled with a shock.

The two of them had never seen Liu Ze so angry, they were too scared to speak.

"Tell me, what is the first article of the family rules?" Liu Zhen said with a sullen face.

"Everyone only thinks about themselves, and the people's hearts will be scattered, and the family will be scattered."

"You Uncle Wen and Uncle Hai, who are more talented and cultivated than me, are willing to assist me and let me be the head of the family because they trust me and believe that I can lead the family well." Liu Ze said, " Not because of my ability, but because they believe that I can tie everyone in the family together."

"A family can only be invincible if the whole family unites as one, and those heroes are the backbone of the family. We must arrange those heroes and tell the family that even if they die, the family will take good care of their wives and children. Let the tribe have no worries."

"Xing'er, Xiaoyue, can you understand what I said?" Liu Ze asked.

"Understood!" Liu Yue didn't understand, but nodded her head simply.

Liu Xing was thoughtful, but did not speak.

"If one day, the family needs my sacrifice, I will not hesitate, because I believe that the old patriarch, you Wenbo, Uncle Hai, and the others will take good care of you. This is the cohesion of the family, this is the sense of honor of the family, and this is Family mission, do you understand now?"

Liu Yue became anxious, "I won't allow you to die..."

Liu Xing was also excited, "Father, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Don't worry, I won't die lightly, but my death can make the family strong, save the family from disasters, and make your life better. I will definitely not back down." Liu Ze continued, "Now , do you understand? Do you know what to do?"

"Father." Liu Xing fell to his knees, "I shouldn't have bullied Liu Kang. After I've been punished, I'll apologize to him and ask for his forgiveness."

"Responsible, man." Liu Ze patted Liu Xing on the shoulder and praised.

"Father, I shouldn't have stolen the marrow washing pill that belonged to Liu Jiang. I'll apologize to him after I'm punished." Little Liu Yue also knew that she was wrong.

"If you know a mistake, correct it, good girl." Liu Ze smiled, "Your talent is very good. During the Chinese New Year this year, if you can become a three-star martial artist, I will reward you with a marrow washing pill. If you can't meet the requirements , then there will be none.”

"That's a deal." Liu Yue stretched out her little finger, she was very confident in her talent.

"It's a deal." Liu Ze stretched out his little finger and hooked up with Liu Yue.

For fear that Wei Qiang would accidentally kill Wang Cheng.

Besides, even if their hands were broken, they were still at the peak of Black Iron, Wei Qiang was Black Iron Nine Stars, not their opponents, and Wang Cheng needed to be treated as soon as possible, they didn't dare to delay, it would be too late.

Thinking of Wang Erhu's methods, the two couldn't help but shudder.

Wang Quan gritted his teeth, the spiritual power surged in his hands, and he shot and smashed Wang Zhi's arm.

"Ah..." Wang Zhi screamed.

Soon, Wang Zhi regained his strength, and then struck out, punching hard, breaking Wang Quan's arm.

At this moment, Wei Qiang lifted Wang Cheng directly, and slammed it to the side. Wang Zhi was shocked and rushed over to catch Wang Cheng.

At the same time, Wei Qiang made a lightning strike and rushed towards Wang Quan, whose arm had just been broken and the severe pain had not yet dissipated. He hugged his arm and screamed miserably. He was extremely fast and came to Wang Quan in an instant. It is to directly chop Wang Quan's head.

Wang Quan's arm was broken just now, and the extreme pain made his eyes black. He didn't even notice Wei Qiang who was attacking him instantly.

"puff……"

The dull sound of the saber piercing into the flesh sounded, and Wang Quan's head rolled to the ground with a grunt.

Wang Zhiwang had just caught Wang Cheng, and when he turned around, he saw Wei Qiang cut off Wang Quan's head with a knife, and his expression changed drastically, "Your surname is Wei, you are not trustworthy."

He didn't expect that Wei Qiang would suddenly attack the killer.

What's more, Wei Qiang, a sixteen-year-old boy, was so decisive, so decisive, and so vicious.

Wei Qiang's grasp of the timing was too precise.

At the moment when Wang Quan's arm was broken and the pain was extremely strong, he was lured away, and he struck out brazenly, killing Wang Quan who was unable to concentrate because of the severe pain.

"Being trustworthy, huh..." Wei Qiang laughed when he heard that, he stepped forward a few steps, holding a bloody saber, and walked towards Wang Zhi step by step.

"Wei, what do you want to do?"

Seeing Wei Qiang approaching step by step, Wang Zhi couldn't help feeling his scalp tingle.

Wei Qiang is a Black Iron Nine Star Body Cultivator. He hasn't learned physical martial arts skills yet. His attack methods are extremely rough, but his brute force is extremely terrifying. If he didn't have a broken arm, he is confident that he can kill Wei Qiang, but now he is facing Wei Qiang. , the odds are extremely low.

Wei Qiang didn't speak, his legs suddenly exerted strength, and with the saber in his hand, he rushed towards Wang Zhi like a sharp arrow.

Wang Zhi's face was ugly, he put down Wang Cheng, his body surged with spiritual power, and he raised his saber to meet Wei Qiang.

"If you kill me, you will lose a layer of skin."

"Knife skills, open mountains."

Wang Zhi exercised his martial skills, and the spiritual power surged on the saber, carrying a terrifying strong wind, and slammed towards Wei Qiang.

Wei Qiang's pupils narrowed slightly, and his body turned slightly to avoid Wang Zhi's full-strength blow, and the full-strength blow of Heitie Peak Lingxiu, which was quite terrifying.

Warriors are divided into physical training and spiritual training.

Physical training, tempering and strengthening the body, strong strength, and agile body.

Lingxiu absorbs and refines the spiritual power of heaven and earth. Lingxiu uses spiritual power and martial arts. The attack power is extremely terrifying. The black iron peak Lingxiu hits with all his strength, and even ordinary swords can cut through it.

While Wei Qiang calmly avoided Wang Zhi's full blow, the long knife in his hand slashed fiercely at Wang Zhi's neck.

"Damn it..." Wang Zhi didn't expect Wei Qiang's reaction to be so fast, he backed up violently, and quickly avoided Wei Qiang's blow.

Wei Qiang leaned forward, and slashed fiercely at Wang Zhi with the long knife in his hand at a very strange angle.

Wei Qiang doesn't know martial arts, and his style of play is rough, but his strength is terrifying and his speed is extremely fast. The long knife in his hand is like raindrops, and he strikes at Wang Zhi time and time again with terrifying strength, to Wang Zhi's left side.

Wang Zhi backed down again and again. His left arm, which had just been broken, was in pain when he moved even a little, which seriously affected his combat effectiveness.

Moreover, Wei Qiang was extremely insidious, and actually attacked his left side specifically, making him flustered for a while.

Soon, Wei Qiang seized the opportunity, kicked Wang Zhi's lower abdomen fiercely, kicked Wang Zhi directly into the air, and then slammed him on the big tree.

Wei Qiang's foot strength was too strong, and the strength of the black iron nine-star physique was so terrifying that Wang Zhi almost died with one kick.

"Ouch..." Wang Zhi felt as if he had been hit by a huge boulder, with blood spurting from his mouth, and looked at Wei Qiang who was rushing again with great horror, and rolled violently to avoid Wei Qiang's attack.