Volume 1: Abandoned Land Chapter 5: Purple Wood Gourd
Half a month ago, the evil Taoist not only seduced Miss Chen's ghost into the Ghost Flag, but he also shamelessly defrauded Mr. Chen of ten thousand taels of gold and left Liucheng with his stupid disciple.
He rushed straight to Heiyun Mountain without stopping.
Tiezhu Village had a small number of people, weak strength, and its remote location, so it was eventually chosen by the Taoist.
As a cultivator at the sixth level of Qi Refining, the evil Taoist didn't pay attention to these mortals at all. After selecting the target, he did not inquire carefully and directly led his stupid disciples to kill them.
The battle in front of him was quite intense. The Taoist was surrounded by golden light, like a golden Buddha, killing all directions without scruples, giving him a sense of madness. Around him, there were seven or eight tall men with ferocious faces, and they were as short as winter melons.
The Taoist priests surrounded the middle, as if they were striking iron, and the steel knife in their hands moved toward the Taoist priest crazily, banging and banging, but they could not break the golden light shield on the Taoist body. However, the strong force made the Taoist priest
Some were unsteady on their feet, swaying this way and that as if they had drunk too much.
This scene is quite funny. Judging from the physical appearance, it looks like a group of adults are jointly bullying a child. However, the child is holding a murder weapon, and these adults do not dare to get too close. The scene actually became a bit stalemate for a while.
While chopping with all their strength, these gangsters and rude men shouted curses such as "monster way" and "tortoise grandchild". They greeted the eighteen generations of Taoist ancestors one by one, making the Taoist blush with anger.
It's rough, but there's nothing you can do about it.
In terms of martial arts alone, the Taoist is really no match for these ruthless people. He only relies on the methods of the Immortal family.
Such a violent noise directly alerted the men outside. The entire hall was already besieged by the bandits, and everyone was eager to try. If the space around the Taoist was not really limited, I am afraid more people would have joined the battle group.
In just a quarter of an hour, three masters of the Iron Bamboo Village had already fallen. The leader of the Dazhai Village, Tie Zhu, had his eyes about to burst. However, the leader of the Dazhu Village could still keep his composure and did not take action directly.
Watching carefully from the side.
After a while, Tie Zhu had already seen some of the skills. The demonic martial arts skills in front of him were sparse and ordinary. If it were not protected by the strange golden light outside, he would not be able to withstand the greetings of so many experts. Every time he slashed with his sword, this layer
The golden light actually rippled like water, removing most of the strength from the sword. However, after such a long time, this layer of golden light was obviously much dimmer than before.
Upon noticing this, Tie Zhu, the leader of Dazhai, secretly made up his mind and tightened his grip on the half-foot-long steel knife in his hand, like a cheetah ready to strike, secretly searching for opportunities.
The Taoist had obviously exhausted all his strength and staggered a little. As he slashed with another sword, the already dim golden light suddenly fluctuated violently, and he looked like he was about to collapse.
At this moment, an eardrum-shaking roar came from behind everyone. The leader of Dazhai, Tie Zhu, jumped into the air, his hands were red, and the half-foot-long steel knife was wrapped in a faint layer of blood.
The force that covered his ears struck hard towards the Taoist's head.
It wasn't until the long knife came close to him that the staggering Taoist could barely react. His pupils suddenly shrank, and the steel knife in his hand unconsciously blocked his head.
Just like the previous scene of the Taoist robbery, with a "clang" sound, the fine iron steel knife was directly cut in half by the long knife wrapped in blood. The long knife did not lose its force and fell directly on the golden light shield above the Taoist's head.
superior.
At the moment of contact, the originally invulnerable golden light shield suddenly fluctuated violently. It only lasted for a breath, and then with a dark "pop" sound, like glass falling to the ground, it shattered into little golden lights and disappeared without a trace.
The long knife slashed down, and the Taoist's dead soul emerged. However, with the buffer of the golden light shield, he reacted and rolled on the spot regardless of his appearance. He separated from the crowd like a melon and gourd and fled to the side of the fool.
The Taoist was obviously frightened by the scene just now. After he stood up, he gasped for air. It took a long time for his face to be as pale as paper before he gradually recovered. Then, his rosy face turned into the color of pig liver again, and he swept his face fiercely.
He grabbed the bandits who were surrounding him and made a sound of gnashing teeth.
"Okay, okay, I blame you for looking down on you. I didn't expect that there is a top-notch warrior hidden in this little gangster den. Fortunately, Master Dao was well prepared this time."
As the vicious Taoist said, his pair of dead fish eyes stared in the direction of Dazhai leader Tie Zhu, with a trace of vigilance hidden deep in his eyes.
"Silly"
The vicious Taoist shouted and stretched out his palm towards the back, as if asking for something, but there was no response from behind. When the vicious Taoist turned around, he saw that his stupid disciple had already taken the purple wood gourd without knowing it.
Use it as a pillow, lie on the floor and fall asleep.
Seeing this scene, the vicious Taoist suddenly became furious, and a nameless anger grew from the bottom of his heart. This anger was even stronger than when he was almost hit on the head by Tie Zhu just now.
In a rage, he kicked the stupid disciple away, but somehow, the gourd that the stupid disciple was holding tightly rolled away with him. After being stunned, the Taoist subconsciously stepped forward.
Pick up the Purple Wood Gourd.
"Come together, don't let this demon get the gourd!"
At this moment, Tie Zhu, the leader of Dazhai, seemed to have seen some clues. With an order, the bandits cheered and gathered around to separate the evil Taoist from the fool. The steel knife in his hand pointed towards the Taoist unceremoniously.
He greeted me.
If it weren't for the Taoist's Taoist robe made of gold thread, which can be regarded as a defensive treasure, he would have been killed by these ruthless bandits in an instant.
It's just that Baoyi is not an invulnerable golden light shield. Under the ruthless swords of these bandits, it was still torn into pieces of cloth. In just one cup of tea, the Taoist's body was dripping with blood, and his left leg was even picked.
He broke his hamstring and was almost on the verge of death.
The stupid disciple who had been sleeping soundly had woken up at some point. When he saw this scene, he suddenly burst into laughter. A strange color flashed in his clear eyes, and he said in a unclear voice, "Master, gourd,
gourd"
As he said this, he threw the purple-wood gourd in his hand, and it happened to fall in the Taoist's hand.
He subconsciously took it in his hand. When the already desperate Taoist saw the purple wood gourd in his hand, he was so happy that he had no time to think about it. He pulled out the gourd's mouth, and large swaths of lavender smoke suddenly surged out from the gourd's mouth.
In just a few breaths, it has spread throughout the entire lobby.
The next moment, something horrifying happened.
With a "bang" sound, the steel knife in the hand of one of the men closest to the Taoist suddenly fell to the ground, and he let out a horrified scream. Under the eyes of everyone, his whole body began to melt, and his skin, flesh and internal organs began to melt bit by bit.
Like a candle burning on a flame, in just a few breaths, the whole person has turned into a dense white skeleton.
The scene in front of him was so terrifying that even the leader of Dazhai, Tie Zhu, subconsciously took a few steps back and looked at the Taoist with a hint of shock.
"No, there's something wrong with these poisonous smoke!"
Before Tie Zhu finished his words, it seemed as if a fuse was lit. For a moment, the whole hall heard the "clang" sound of countless iron knives falling to the ground, coupled with the screams of extreme pain from everyone, the flesh and blood melted and the bones were white, like Shura Hell.
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In less than a quarter of an hour, apart from the master and the apprentice, the only person left in the hall was Tie Zhu, the leader of the stronghold who was struggling to support himself.
At this moment, Tie Zhu's whole body was bulging with muscles, and under his skin, the veins were about to burst out like earthworms. On the surface of his skin, there was a faint layer of blood-red light, trying his best to resist the ubiquitous purple clouds around him.
The skin of the Iron Bamboo body, where the purple mist of blood comes into contact, faintly emits a "sizzling" sound, like the sound of burning oil cooking in a raging fire.
Practitioners and warriors can be said to be two completely different paths of cultivation.
Practitioners refining Qi and warriors refining body, there is no distinction between strong and weak.
Corresponding to the five realms of cultivators who refine Qi, build foundation pills, Yuanying, and transform into gods, the warriors also have five realms, which are fine skin, iron bones, blood, halo, body, strength, and destruction of all laws, spiritual treasure body, physical treasure raft.
The so-called first-class warriors are those who have reached the realm of "fine skin and iron bones". The first-class warriors who seem superior to ordinary people are actually just the first step in a warrior's training.
The leader of the Dazhai, Tiezhu, is at this level. But now, the leader of the Tiezhu can barely touch the edge of a first-class warrior. At most, he is comparable to those cultivators on the first and second levels of Qi Refining. Faced with this,
This Taoist at the sixth level of Qi Refining was naturally beaten to the point where he was unable to fight back.