Mixed martial arts: Others practice martial arts while I cultivate immortality

Pollutants, like wild monsters, are also pollutants. The difference is that the body of the pollutant is not a living body, but some kind of object.

Compared to the bloodthirsty and cruel night monsters, these pollutants are sometimes more difficult to deal with.

Their abilities are weird and weird, and they are also indestructible. If you are not careful, you will lose your life. Compared to Wu Chong and his group of bandits who knew nothing about them, Xu Zhou had dealt with them several times and knew some basic common sense.

"The door is open, run!"

Compared to the unknown young man's calmness, Er Mazi and Flea Liu were the first to react and rushed towards the door behind the young man without even saying hello. The door was kicked open by this unknown person. Why don't you run away now and stay to die? Not only the two of them, Lao Si and others who had rushed into the darkness before also saw the light, and they all rushed towards the young man's relief.

The fourth child was the first to rush over. Without even a pause, he rushed out of the door with a whoosh, and the rest of the people followed closely.

"I escaped!"

The fourth child roared excitedly, and the bandit who followed closely behind also roared excitedly. This voice stopped Er Mazi and Flea Liu, who were about to rush to the door.

Because the sound came from the kitchen door.

"You want to run out now? Do you think those things are stupid?" Xu Zhou sneered after untying his heavy sword and glanced at the bandits who were still roaring like a fool.

"This hero."

Er Mazi took two steps slowly. Seeing that he could not escape, he had to return. Seeing that the young man was extraordinary, he hurriedly opened his mouth and got close to him.

"I'm not a hero, I just passed by. Do you have anything to eat in your hand?" Xu Zhou spat, walked in with a heavy sword on his shoulder, and sat down next to Wu Chong.

food?

"Yes, yes!"

Er Mazi took out the dry food and handed it over. The young man didn't look like an ordinary person, maybe he was just a thigh.

"If you encounter trouble outside in the future, you can call our Fufengmen number."

Fu Fengmen?

A sect I’ve never heard of!

Could it be that it is a sect where the legendary immortals gather, all of whom are experts from the world, pursuing immortality and living gods-like figures? Thinking of this, not only Er Mazi, but also Flea Liu became excited, and Wu Chong's expression became much more cautious.

He felt that this young man might be the legendary 'immortal'.

If it is true, it will be easier to handle later.

Apprenticeship.

Learn the law and then strengthen it!

"It turns out he's the Immortal Chief of Fu Feng Sect. I'm disrespectful." Flea Liu flattered him without any sense of restraint.

Immortal leader?

"Do you think I look like an immortal?"

Xu Zhou glanced at Flea Liu and continued to nibble on the dry food.

He didn't even bother to deal with such a flattering guy.

Not an immortal?

Er Mazi and Flea Liu were a little disappointed.

Wu Chong moved the sword. This Ermazi Xiaojing's sword is very easy to use, and the most important thing is that it is powerful and suitable for his identity.

The tip of the knife was stuck on the ground. It was now dark all around the inn. After Lao Si and the others rushed in, they roared twice and then stopped. It was not known if they were still alive. Wu Chong also walked up to the young man who suddenly arrived. .

"Want some?"

Wu Chong took out a pig's trotter and handed it over. These pig's trotters are dried food in the mountains. He is the boss, so he must have all the delicious food.

"Thanks."

Xu Zhou glanced at the handed pig's trotters, then glanced at Wu Chong, took the pig's trotters and started to chew on them.

"Can you deal with that old shopkeeper?"

People have short mouths, so it is definitely more convenient to ask questions at this time than to ask them directly.

"cannot."

Xu Zhou was not a weird person. He took a bite of the pig's trotters and said.

"Aren't you the master hermits in the sect?"

Flea Liu, who thought he had met a savior, suddenly became anxious. He just forgot about it if he didn't meet him. Finally, he met a hope, but the hope told him that he was no match for those things. How could this be possible?

"Who told you that all sects are hermit masters?"

"But if you weren't an expert hermit, how did you kick open this door?"

"Kick it with your feet? You still ask about this kind of thing, and your brain is stuck in the door?"

Xu Zhou spat and said to Wu Chong next to him.

"Your dried pig's trotters are quite good and chewy. As a reward, I can tell you some news. Please ask me quickly before I finish eating. I won't have time to talk to you in a while."

Wu Chong waited for a long time and waited for this sentence. After thinking about it for a while, he asked.

"Are you an immortal?"

"In this world, there are no immortals! They are just some special people who have practiced demon skills."

"Special groups?"

The young man did not answer this topic, maybe it was taboo, or something else.

Wu Chong changed the question.

"Do you know what is trapping us? We have seen the innkeeper before. He was just an ordinary old man. But in the blink of an eye, the man disappeared, and the door of the inn disappeared."

"It's pollutants. As for the type, it's hard to say. Who knows which type it is. It's not a human being." Xu Zhou stretched out his little finger to pick his teeth.

"Contaminants?"

Er Mazi next to him heard this and asked the question he was most concerned about.

"You have dealt with them. Is there a way to get us out of here?"

"I have only dealt with them a few times, so I know a little more than ordinary people."

Xu Zhou gnawed the last bit of meat from the pig's trotters and threw the bones aside.

He grabbed the giant sword next to him and stood up. According to his estimation, the first wave of tests of pollutants should be coming. Counting him, he now has four people here, which is a little less than the group of people who rushed over before. If you're lucky, you should be the second target.

As for Er Mazi's second question, he didn't even bother to answer it.

Pollutants like this are fatal, and he himself has no chance of surviving, so how can he take people out? Whether you can survive or not depends entirely on your destiny.

"Thank you for the dry food. It tastes pretty good. I'll give you a piece of advice because you're a pleasant person. If you encounter such things, run away if you can. If you can't, just find a place to hide. Don't think about dealing with them. , this kind of thing cannot be killed, and no one can kill them. At least so far, I have not met anyone who can deal with them."

"Then how did you survive the past few times?"

Wu Chong didn't believe it. If he could only resign himself to fate, how could he survive encountering such a monster several times in a row? There is luck in this world, but Wu Chong doesn't believe that this young man's luck is so incredible.

"Although they can't be killed, we can borrow the same type of power as them to resist them, such as my sword."

As he spoke, Xu Zhou patted the giant sword in his hand.

When he looked at it again, Wu Chong realized that the giant sword was different. The giant sword was blunt, and the blade was dark and non-reflective. There were eyes on the surface, all of which were pale dead eyes. It made people's hearts tremble when they saw it. The sword next to it was The blade area started to ooze blood at some point, and it was very eye-catching.