The Almighty Asura

The middle-aged man looked at the teenager who was lying on the ground for help. He was more than ten meters away from him and did not rush.

"Uncle, save me, I met the beast, I broke my leg when I fled, save me, I have money, I can give you money."

The teenager lay on the ground, saw a person opposite, and quickly asked for help.

"Kid, who are you, here is the depths of Annan Ridge, how come you are here?"

The middle-aged man did not worry about it, but asked instead.

"I am a disciple of Annan City, who came to Annan Ridge and found a hundred-year-old ginseng. I didn't expect to meet the beast. When I was chased, I fled to the place and broke my leg. Uncle, beg. You save me, I am ginseng, and there is money. If you save me back to Mu, I will definitely pay you."

The young man said with a painful pleading.

"What, you have a hundred years of ginseng!"

The middle-aged man was overjoyed, and there was a trace of greed in the scorpion. A hundred years of ginseng, worth a thousand gold coins, was also a huge windfall.

"Yeah, you saved me, I went back and sold ginseng, I can give you half of the money."

"Haha, okay, I will save you, save you, don't move."

The middle-aged man was overjoyed, but there was a murder in the scorpion. He took the sword and slowly walked toward the boy.

When he reached the three or four meters of the boy, he suddenly rushed to the sword and smashed it to the boy.

"Kid, you still feed the wolf here! Your ginseng, I will sell it for you."

The middle-aged man sneered and squatted.

"drink!"

However, at that time, above the huge rock a few meters high, an inch-haired teenager took a knife and jumped to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was shocked, and the sword under the sword was hard to stop, and the sword was blocked.

when!

This sword blocked the knives of the young boy, and the young boy shook in the air and fell to the ground.

Hey!

However, at this time, Mu Feng, who was lying on the ground, pulled out the dagger on his hind leg and jumped up. A dagger pricked the middle-aged man's chest.

The middle-aged man yelled, the sneak attack was too sudden, he could not hide, but the body deviated from a certain direction, this knife slammed into his chest, but did not stab the heart.

"what……!"

The middle-aged man roared, and a sword slammed toward Mu Feng. Mu Feng quickly retreated after hitting the hand and escaped the sword.

Hey...!

The middle-aged man stepped back two steps in a row, and looked at the two teenagers with horror and anger.

He has been a mercenary for more than a decade, and he will be planted in the hands of two teenagers today.

Hey...!

He holds a sword, a spit of blood, and his chest is bleeding. He added this dagger to the broken arm. It is awesome.

"Kid, you dare to yin me...!"

The middle-aged man roared.

"To each other, you didn't want to kill me just now? If you don't move your greed, I got you?"

Mu Feng sneered.

The middle-aged man was shocked and angry, and then a sword slammed into the two.

A golden sword with a broken voice screamed at Mu Fengmu.

Mu Fengmu madly rushed to dodge, the sword slammed on the rock, leaving a deep sword mark.

The middle-aged man rushed to attack and injure the wound, and spit it out against the blood, but he immediately turned and fled.

Now he is in a crisis of form and is seriously injured. Although the two teenagers are the most versatile, they can also take his life. It is the best policy to escape.

Mu Fengmu madly will not let this guy escape, Mu Feng hands up, the dagger perfusion power into a white light shot to middle-aged men.

Hey!

This dagger was shot in the middle of the man's leg and deep into the leg bones.

The middle-aged man slammed into the ground and made a tragic sound. The two chased the past and Mu Feng fell to his knees. The middle-aged man’s other arm was slashed with blood and blood.

"what……!"

The middle-aged man lost his arms and suddenly screamed and screamed on the ground. His voice was terrible.

The two men looked at the middle-aged man on the ground like a human stick, and there was no trace in his heart.

This guy does not hesitate to take the role of his companion life to make a living for himself. To deal with such a person, he is only more embarrassed than him.

"Little mad, this person is handed over to you to kill it."

Mu Feng looked at the miserable middle-aged man.

"Ah, I, this... Feng Ge, I..."

Mu madly heard the words and hesitated, he has not killed anyone.

"What, don't you dare?"

Mu Feng Jianmei picked one.

"No, I dare!"

Mu madly took a deep breath and showed a trace of firmness. Looking at the middle-aged man rolling on the ground, he took the knife and walked over.

"Kid, you killed me, Lao Tzu did not let you go!"

The middle-aged man looked at the mad anger and looked at the other side, scared Mu mad, and the knife in the air also stopped.

"He is just a treacherous and sinister murderer. He is not as good as a beast. Nothing to fear, kill!"

Mu Feng is drinking.

Mu sings and screams, his eyes show murderous, roaring: "kill!"

Hey!

A knife fell down.

"Do not……!"

Hey!

The blood is shining, and the head of the man is rolling aside. The middle-aged man’s face is still scared and unwilling.

Killing this person, Mu violently gasped, as if he had just hit a truss, looking at the spurting **** body, Mu mad eyes have a daze.

Mu Feng sighed. The same was true for his first murder. He came over and took a mad shoulder and hugged him.

"Little madness, born in this world, going to practice martial arts, you will face many things in the future. Killing is not for fun, just for survival, especially for this vicious person. You will not kill him. He will do everything possible in the future." I am murdering you, don’t blame the front."

Mu Feng patted the mad back.

"I understand that when he looks at me, I really can't go. After all, he is also a human."

Mu mad voice is a bit low, although he is reckless and daring, but his heart is absolutely kind and upright.

"I know, but he is not as good as human beings. You don't have any burden. You are avenging your companions. We kill people, don't kill innocent people, only kill people who murder us. This is not wrong."

Mu Feng then looked at the body and said: "The blood in his body is very good. You use it for cultivation. I will help you protect the law."

Mu looked at the headless body, and smiled bitterly: "Feng Ge, come on, I will calm down first."

Mu Feng knows that he is in a complicated mood and is not reluctant. He is doing his knees and absorbing his own blood.

This middle-aged man has five drops of blood in his body. After the madness and refining, he directly condensed the tenth **** veins. The eleven bloodlines also condensed most of them, and the strength has improved a lot.

Nowadays, his body has ten veins, which is more than a pulse of the nine-way practitioners. The strength does not know what it has reached, but it is bound to be strong and generally a lot of practitioners.