This martial saint's health bar is too thick

Chapter 47 Demonic Way
"go!"

Wang Ping shouted loudly, preparing to break out with his companions.

However, at this moment, the purple-robed man who had been watching suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at him in the air.

The next second, Wang Ping was in a trance and saw many figures in front of him.

He was startled and immediately shouted loudly, concentrating his energy and blood, thus breaking the illusion before him.

However, it was this negligence that exposed his weakness. The opponent holding the Nine-Ring Broadsword broke up the new Chi Lin Jin and slashed at him with the sword.

Experts compete for a single rank.

boom! ! !
His companion used his shield to block the attack for Wang Ping in time.

On the other side, seven or eight senior members of the Anshen Sect wearing dark grey robes took out talismans and attacked the other two registered martial artists.

With their interference, the two regular martial artists were immediately injured by their opponents.

"Are you targeting us?"

Wang Ping suddenly came back to his senses and stared at the man in purple robe.

The purple-robed man laughed when he heard this: "I'm not crazy. What good would it do me to kill so many inspectors and top-ranked students at the Military Academy?"

If hundreds of inspectors and dozens of A-grade students were killed, it would inevitably cause a shock, and then the entire Datong Prefecture, and even the entire Feng Province, would target the Anshen Sect.

Therefore, the purple-robed man never thought about killing those who fell asleep in the mountain village from beginning to end. His target was Wang Ping and other four registered martial artists!
In addition, there are hundreds of Tiger rifles, thousands of rounds of ammunition and more than two hundred stab-proof vests.

The value of these things added together is much higher than that of the altar of the Anshen Church.

"You want to train a magic martial artist?"

For the first time, Wang Ping's voice sounded a little panicked.

Demonic martial artist!

Hearing these four words, Wang Ping's other three companions also showed expressions of horror.

There are actually two ways to absorb the implant. One is to absorb the implant embryonic tissue that is still in the initial stage, and then cultivate and practice from scratch.

Another method is to directly obtain mature implant tissue from other warriors and then absorb it.

The latter is naked plunder, a bloody and cruel evil!
The so-called magic martial artist does not cultivate the implants himself, but only plunders the mature implants from others, and absorbs them into his own body through magic power, thus directly skipping the previous embryo cultivation period and body breaking period.

Although this method of practice is quick, it goes against human nature and is extremely risky. Neither the imperial court nor the righteous martial arts world can tolerate evil martial artists and will kill them on sight!

Since the goal of the Anshen Sect is to train four regular martial artists, it is very likely that they want to train magic martial artists.

Wang Ping and others knew that if they fell into the hands of the evil martial artist, the outcome would be worse than death, so everyone panicked and started to fight desperately.

The purple-robed man did not answer Wang Ping, but cast a spell on Wang Ping again to disrupt his mind.

This time, the martial artist who was using the Nine-Ring Broadsword did not take the opportunity to attack, but instead retreated.

bang bang bang-

Intensive gunfire rang out again. It turned out that some believers picked up the Eagle Strike II rifle that had fallen on the ground and then shot at Wang Ping and others.

Wang Ping sensed the danger immediately and tried to dodge, but he was still shot.

He tried to rush forward and kill the cultists who fired the guns, but the man holding the nine-ring broadsword attacked him again.

The opponent was not as strong as him, but with the cooperation of a mage, he was able to threaten him repeatedly. If he had not had his companions to help him, he would have been injured long ago.

The situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable, as more and more Anshen believers came into the village from the hillside, picked up the Tiger rifles from the inspectors, and rushed over here.

Warlocks and wizards assisted from the side, martial artists were at the front, and there were dozens of believers threatening them with guns. Wang Ping and his companions had no chance of breaking out.

Soon, a regular martial artist was distracted by the calming talisman, and his opponent took the opportunity to injure his leg. The opponent retreated and dodged, and the surrounding believers opened fire.

This registered martial artist was eventually shot more than twenty times, and his energy and blood were depleted. He could no longer resist the effects of the calming talisman and fell into a deep sleep.

After the first person falls, the Anshen Cult can focus on dealing with the remaining three.

Soon a second person fell, and then a third.

Wang Ping was the strongest, so he was left to the end.

He glanced at the three companions who were captured alive, and despair appeared in his eyes.

Finally, he slapped his heart hard and shattered it!
He would rather die than live and fall into the hands of a demonic martial artist.

"What a pity." The man in purple robe looked at Wang Ping who committed suicide and shook his head regretfully.

When a warrior is alive, the value of the implant in his body is greatest.

But corpses can also be used. The purple-robed man turned to look at the martial artist holding the nine-ring broadsword:
"Please help freeze his body, Boss Yu."

Upon hearing this, the other party walked up to Wang Ping, pointed his palm at the other party's body, and a stream of cold air gushed out, quickly freezing the surface of the body into a layer of frost.

"Thank you."

The purple-robed man greeted the other party with a smile.

"Don't forget to kill the people we want to kill."

The masked martial artist looked towards the village below and spoke.

"Of course, it's just a piece of cake."

The purple-robed man smiled and walked over to the other man, and together they looked at the village below:
"After this battle, Lu Sheng will definitely not be able to go up. As the chief inspector, Huang Weiguang must bear the blame. He will most likely be kicked out early, and any plans are doomed to fail. Not only can your people take the opportunity to go up, but they can also eliminate Lu Sheng, a strong enemy, and plant people in the first team. In the end, all the hatred will be absorbed by our Anshen Sect. That Master Zhang is really good at scheming."

"Master Zhao also made a lot of money this time, didn't he?"

The masked man in black robe turned and looked at the other person.

"Hahaha, I hope we can have a chance to work together again in the future."

Zhao Yu, the leader of the Anshen Sect, smiled and extended his hand to the other party.

The masked man in black robe did not shake hands with him, but turned and left.

Two other masked martial artists followed him and left.

Zhao Yu laughed and didn't care:

"Let's go, pack up, we have to prepare to leave."

He led his men down the hillside and walked towards the village.

"Master, we have taken away all the guns, ammunition, stab-proof vests and sabers."

Soon, a subordinate reported to Zhao Yu.

"Ah."

Zhao Yu nodded, "Have you found the people that the Tiger Blade Gang specifically wanted to kill?"

"Master, we only found the one named Lu Changwu. There is another one named Li Fei that we haven't found yet."

"What's going on? Didn't this person come with us?"

"Master, the brothers below reported that a man suddenly jumped out of the mountain stronghold and ran away from the west. Our people were unable to stop him."

"Oh?"

Zhao Yu frowned.

Before, his attention was all on Wang Ping and others, and all the elite troops were gathered on the eastern hillside, so it was normal for someone to escape from the west.

"How come this person was able to get rid of the influence of the tranquilizing spell so quickly and wake up from his coma? Is this person Li Fei, whom the Tiger Blade Gang wanted to kill?"

Zhao Yu shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

Let the Tiger Blade Gang deal with the headache.

"Kill Lu Changwu, and then kill a few random students and inspectors."

Zhao Yu ordered casually.

"Yes!"

The subordinate turned around and went back to work.

Soon, a member of the Anshen sect walked up to the unconscious Lu Changwu with a knife.

The pistol that Lu Sheng had sent to Lu Changwu had already been taken away. Before he suddenly fell asleep, all he was thinking about was how he would be able to get an A+ rating after returning this time, and finally get the elixir that would enhance his qualifications.

brush--

A knife was thrust into his chest.

(End of this chapter)