Chapter 47 Kill three people in three steps
That vessel is exactly the life vessel [life-nurturing vessel] that the owner of the medicine store placed on his table!
And what these demon cultists are doing now is also very simple.
No matter whether these [big medicines] are brewed or not, under the attack of the Red Armor Guards, they must recover the blood pills as soon as possible and avoid losses as much as possible.
calm.
An Jing turned around the Quiet Sword Observation, took a deep breath, and calmed down: "These people... are not low in strength!"
You can't use a gun because it makes too much noise. And if the battle cannot be resolved as quickly as possible, people from other demon sects will be attracted, and there will be no way to rescue other children in the dungeon.
Among the three disciples, one of them An Jing recognized was Han Jiaoxi, who taught martial arts. His strength was second only to the bishop Li Jiaoxi. The other two were new faces or had never met the child before.
An Jing frowned slightly. Instructor Han's strength was not bad. He was at the peak of Inner Breath Like a River. He was already better than him. He also practiced horizontal martial arts. He was strong and strong, and his skin was matte brass color. He looked like It's quite hard.
The other two have weaker auras, but one has an inner breath like a river and the other has an inner breath like silk. They are both warriors.
If he were alone, he could easily kill him with a sneak attack, but with two it would be almost impossible to prevent the other party from sending a warning communication, and with three it would be absolutely impossible.
"The living are more important than the dead after all... My purpose is to rescue the children imprisoned in the cells. These few lessons... forget it."
At this moment, An Jing calmed down.
He has complicated feelings about the Demonic Cult, and his feelings about these teachings that he has been with for a very long time are even more complicated.
If these teachers took the blood elixir and left, then he would just take the children and go their separate ways, and it would be best not to see each other again.
But what if...
An Jing was solemn, and the believers were equally solemn.
"Damn it, why is it so slow?" Professor Han's face was still stained with blood. He was frowning and saying obscene words: "They are all life-saving pills. If you are slower, a brother will die early!" "
"Isn't this life-saving dish usually very fast at condensing blood? Why is it so fast now?"
"Sir, the destiny weapon needs to be controlled by someone who has the right destiny." The younger voice explained: "The only person in the village who can use his energy to restore the destiny is the owner of the village. If we want to use it, we can only do it slowly..."
"Damn it!" Professor Han spat to the side, looked to the west, and said angrily: "Damn Chijiawei! Damn traitor!"
"Even the Northern Patrol Envoy has been stopped. We can't continue fighting. After collecting the blood pills and curing the brothers, we'll leave immediately!"
An Jing observed this scene intently.
The Northern Patrol Envoy is a big figure within the Tianyi Sect, and is one of the two former Shenzo Masters who fought against each other in a distant place.
The reason why a big shot of this level came to Xuanming Village must be because of the ritual sacrifice.
If he had not rebelled and had no Red Armor Guards, it would have been the Northern Patrol Envoy who would have taken him, Bai Qinghan, and the other children who had awakened their destiny to the Heavenly Will Sect's main mountain.
The three of them were still absorbing blood and condensing the blood elixir. During this process, the young believer with the lowest strength sighed: "Although they are unlucky, those injured brothers are indeed a blessing in disguise... The blood elixir is also in Jingtian." I got one pill when I was teaching. After they recover this time, their skills will definitely improve."
"I don't know when I will have enough merit to be rewarded."
"It should be there." Han Jiaoxi looked towards the direction of the Xuanming Valley and said gloomily: "This time I saw two stars rising into the sky in the valley. It should be that two strange lives were born - let it go, we warriors will know There is a blood pill reward!”
"If there are stars, gods, generals, Xuanyin Goddess, or even the Holy Son of the Seven Evils, it will not just be a reward of flesh and blood...our entire northwest diocese can ascend to heaven!"
For a moment, he fell into fantasy, but the fantasy time would eventually pass. Professor Han quickly lowered his head, waved his hands and said impatiently: "Work, work...the vital bones of these tanks have not been melted, and the conversion efficiency is too slow. "
"By the way, there are some little things in the dungeon."
Thinking of this, Professor Han looked at the dungeon with a fierce look in his eyes: "Although these are materials we don't want, we can't leave them to the Dog Emperor... You, continue to draw blood pills. You, go to the storage room and collect all the high-grade life weapons." Take it out and destroy the storage room!"
"What we can't keep, we can't leave to the dog emperor!"
"Yes, Captain!"
After he finished speaking, he put one hand on the handle of the knife and stepped towards the dungeon. His footsteps made a sound of gold and stone clashing on the ground.
Apparently, Han Jiaoxi had fought with the Red Armor Guards before, and he was running his inner breath with all his strength, and his whole body was like gold and iron. When he approached the dungeon, his elbow inadvertently brushed the railing of the stone fence. The stone pole made of bluestone from the mountain was like A piece of tofu was squeezed out, but Professor Han didn't realize it.
Copper skin and iron bones!
An Jing's pupils, which were originally clenching his fists, shrank. Professor Han's horizontal training ability was probably due to his awakened 'fate', which was beyond the realm of his inner breath. In terms of defense, even the owner of the medicine village was not him. opponent!
Can my evil sword break his copper skin and iron bones? Even if it could, how much inner energy would it take to deal with three people?
Based on the performance of the owner of the medicine village, bullets may not be easy to use against prepared warriors. Even if they can kill, the movement is too loud and they will definitely be discovered.
But... after hearing that the other party was going to 'get rid of the little things in the dungeon', An Jing's heart calmed down, and all distracting thoughts and tensions disappeared. So that’s it, is that it? It turned out that he didn't even give them the chance to be burned to death and resign themselves to their fate?
An Jing is not angry. I just thought it was a bit funny: "It seems that I have to get rid of some old things too."
It's time to fight.
Just in time to get three Qi-boosting pills from the owner of the medicine shop, Anjing took one without hesitation. Don’t be stingy at this moment, just use what you need!
Teacher Han chose to clean up the boys and girls in the dungeon. This was the easiest job, but the two young believers took it for granted, and after saying yes, they went to work separately.
One continued to control the life-saving dish to absorb the medicinal power, and the other walked towards the courtyard on the other side.
There are only two people left in the three-person team, and there is a vulnerability that allows for a sneak attack.
"That jade dagger is a magic weapon after all. It can be used as a basis to condense a sharper blood evil sword."
The sword spirit reminded: "With blood as the source and the blade as the support, it can condense the 'Blood Evil Sword', which is tougher and more powerful than ordinary evil swords."
OK.
An Jing didn't hesitate at all, he took out the jade dagger, cut the palm of his hand, smeared it on the blade, and used the method taught by the sword spirit to condense the blood evil.
Wisps of scarlet aura rose from An Jing's blood, and using the blade of the jade dagger as the source, an illusory and hazy blood evil sword was condensed.
Not only that, as the Qi-boosting pill in his abdomen dissolved, Anjing felt a blazing flame burning in his body.
The burning energy expanded and spread in An Jing's body, making his blood boil. Red veins appeared on his face, and there was an urge to roar in his chest and abdomen.
The power of the medicine is mixed with vitality, and traces of inner breath condense from the meridians, from the flesh and blood, and from the internal organs, filling An Jing's somewhat depleted Qi sea!
"Um?!"
The burly Professor Han was originally thinking about how to kill the children in the dungeon and refine their lives to condense more blood elixirs, but suddenly, he smelled a faint smell of blood, and his eyes widened. : "Something weird!"
Han Jiaoxi wanted to turn around and face the enemy, but the moment he turned back, he smelled the scent of medicine - copper skin and iron bones could not stop the Jie Mai Powder coming from the air, even if it did not rise at all. It was effective, but it also made him stagnant subconsciously: "The medicine from the deputy director?!"
And at this moment, a figure emitting billowing heat descended from the sky, thrust down with a sword, and whistled like a whistle!
The strong wind blew Professor Han's hair back. In front of his eyes, a sword shadow was rapidly expanding until it occupied his entire field of vision and pierced his only vital point, the eyeball!
Instructor Han hurriedly raised his hand to cover his face. He was made of copper skin and iron bones. Ordinary weapons would never be able to break his horizontal skills. At most, they would make him dizzy.
——If you survive this blow, you still have to...
Before he could finish thinking, the bloody evil sword glowing silver penetrated his palm, pierced his eyeballs, and reached his brain.
Gulu. The blade stirred, and the figure drew the sword, bringing up dripping blood and gray-white brains.
"What?"
At this time, the young believer who was sucking blood realized something was wrong. He turned his head and saw a figure with blood-red eyes heading towards him.
The demon instinctively crossed his hands to block, but in the next moment, he was shocked to find that his arm had been broken at the elbow, and a young man was holding a sword in front of him, with a scarlet light flowing in his eyes.
Cha.
Spin, spin. In the process of spinning, he saw his neck, his back, his legs, and then the rocky ground... and darkness.
"Captain, what happened?"
The young demon disciple who had been ordered to retrieve the 'precious life weapon' heard the commotion and had returned now. He stepped into the courtyard in confusion. Before he could see anything, he smelled the pungent smell of blood.
A bang was heard!
Boom! An Jing put his foot on the ground, jumped up with all his strength, like an eagle attacking its prey, and slammed into his arms with his sword!
Poof! Boom!
The sound of impact and falling to the ground was heard, two figures fell to the ground, and only one figure stood up.
The young believer's chest and abdomen had been cut open by a huge wound, his ribs were broken, his internal organs were flowing out, blue rib cartilage, green internal organs and red blood were flowing all over the ground, and his eyes, which were rapidly losing life, died with an incredible look. Shi looked at An Jing with a horrified expression.
Buzz.
With a sword cry, the Blood Demon Sword in An Jing's hand has become almost solid from the initial wisps, flowing with blood flames like a river.
In less than ten breaths, the evil sword that drank the blood of three people emitted scarlet light and illuminated the entire courtyard.
An Jing, whose face was shrouded in shadow, watched all this silently and slowly exhaled a blood-colored breath.
(End of chapter)