Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 216 Do you recognize Fan Laojiu?

Hey!
Three wind dragons were circling in the air, like a great natural disaster, like three tornadoes, ravaging the earth.

After a burst of wolf howls, the raging wind gradually subsided.

Su Qingqing opened her mouth and watched the scene.

The chopped-off corpses of two-headed wolves fell from the sky like meteorites and hit the ground.

From beginning to end, she just held Song Changming's sleeve and stood there with Song Changming without moving.

Relying solely on his powerful internal energy and domineering and unbridled sword energy, Song Changming easily resolved this huge crisis in the eyes of the little girl.

Only then did Song Changming take a step forward and approach the few outsiders who were also lying on the ground and seriously injured.

"Which sect or religion outside the domain are you from?" Song Changming asked.

"No, we don't have any sects or schools. We are all from the wild and made our fortune by taming the misty gold beasts."

Facing Song Changming, the few people were already frightened and didn't dare to say a word. They just confessed everything honestly.

In fact, they were all originally wanderers in the Great Han Dynasty.

However, he had too many enemies and was wanted, so he had no choice but to flee outside the area to survive.

As time went by, I gradually became an outsider.

In places outside the domain, there are actually quite a few such wanderers.

They are not members of cults, but most of them depend on cults for survival.

For example, the few people in front of us mainly serve the Corpse Refining Sect. When they get the best corpse materials, they will send them to the Corpse Refining Sect for rewards.

This is their way of survival.

"So you travel back and forth to Dahan to transport corpses for the Corpse Refining Sect?" Song Changming asked.

"It's like this sometimes, especially now that Dahan is in turmoil, and some corpse-refining sects produce a lot of corpses that they value," one person replied cautiously.

Song Changming frowned. No wonder after some soldiers died on the battlefield, the news sent back home was that no trace of their bodies was found.

I'm afraid that this group of corpse transporters played a big role in this, and it has even formed an industrial chain with the Corpse Refining Sect as the source.

"Do you know Fan Laojiu?" Song Changming asked directly.

Fan Laojiu was the name of the previous member of the Corpse Refining Sect, and he also learned this from the little girl next to him.

Several people shook their heads.

There are countless disciples in the Corpse Refining Sect, and Fan Laojiu is not a very famous figure outside the domain, so it is normal that he is not known.

Afterwards, Song Changming still managed to find out some intelligence.

Currently, the Corpse Refining Sect and the Moon-Watching Pavilion have already started a real fight in this thick fog. Recently, more powerful men from the Corpse Refining Sect have appeared on the scene and have engaged in duels with the elders of the Moon-Watching Pavilion and other powerful men.

The noise was so huge and shocking that these outsiders didn't even dare to get close to the place or take a look at the battlefield.

But it did point the way for Song Changming.

After failing to obtain any other information, Song Changming slashed with his sword, and several people were engulfed by the sword energy.

Song Changming looked calm as he put away his knife and continued walking forward.

Su Qingqing looked at Song Changming's decisive killing and hesitated a little, but finally gritted her teeth and continued to follow him.

In the distance, there is a mountain covered by fog. The leaves of flowers, fruits and trees are withering and shriveling day by day. The lush green vitality seems to be sucked dry by the fog and gradually becomes desolate.

There was a constant rumbling sound in the mountains.

The explosions caused by the strong energy came one after another, and the dissipated and turbulent energy fluctuations came one wave after another.

The dead trees and rocks broke and collapsed, rolling down to the foot of the mountain.

It can be seen at a glance that there are many powerful Qi-refining masters fighting there.

At the foot of the mountain, two groups of disciples from major sects were also engaging in a fierce fight with increasing momentum.

The lowest combat strength here is to be a high-level physical warrior, and there are a lot of Qi training masters who are rare in the world.

It is said that among all the Qi-refining masters in the world, five percent belong to the major sects, three percent belong to the imperial court, and only two percent remain in the martial arts world.

However, Song Changming felt that the number of Qi-refining masters in these hidden sects was still underestimated.

There are more powerful people in the hidden sects than most people imagine.

Especially now that the imperial court is gradually declining, it is not worthy of the allegiance of the powerful people of the world.

In the field, Liu Yan'er looked at the horde of rotten corpses in front of her that seemed endless and could not be killed, and she felt a headache coming on.

"Junior Sister Yan'er, retreat quickly!" Suddenly, a disciple from the sect shouted loudly.

Liu Yan'er immediately turned her head and her expression changed. She saw a huge black figure leaping high and falling towards her at a high speed.

It was the black-eyed corpse puppet.

Liu Yan'er knew that this kind of corpse puppet was much more powerful than a rotten corpse. She did not try to be brave, but used her light body skills to retreat quickly.

This type of corpse puppet can be dealt with by the stronger senior brothers and sisters.

However, the corpse puppet seemed to have set its sights on Liu Yan'er, and ignored everyone else and only chased after Liu Yan'er.

Liu Yan'er concentrated her mind. Although she had not yet cultivated her Qi, she could use her mental power to activate the martial arts techniques she had mastered.

She just swung her sword and invisible ripples suddenly surged out, causing the corpse puppet that was chasing her to pause and stop where it was.

At this moment, there was a flash of lightning and the wind was whistling.

The head of the corpse puppet that seemed indestructible like diamond was directly split apart.

Song Changming held the long sword in reverse, flew in the air and landed next to the headless corpse puppet.

The only vulnerable part of this type of corpse puppet is its head, and only by beheading it and separating its head from its torso can it be completely destroyed.

Just piercing its body, even if it is full of holes, or even destroying its heart, will not prevent it from continuing to be alive and kicking.

This is also the difficulty of dealing with corpse puppets.

"Brother Song!" Liu Yan'er was surprised by Song Changming's sudden appearance.

"Mr. Liu is very worried about your safety." Song Changming said.

Liu Yan'er understood instantly that it was Liu Dingsheng who asked Song Changming to come and protect her.

Just as Liu Yan'er was about to say something else, a scream came from a pile of rotting corpses.

He was a member of the Corpse Refining Sect. Just now, he was not paying attention and his black-eyed corpse puppet was instantly killed by Song Changming. Now he was extremely heartbroken.

It is quite difficult to cultivate and shape each corpse puppet.

The powerful corpse puppets are the apples and apples of the Corpse Refining Sect’s eyes and are very precious.

Now that he was killed by Song Changming with a single knife, to be honest, this was more painful and heartbreaking for him than the killing of his parents.

Song Changming slashed with his sword, and the sword energy turned into three wind dragons that swept over.

They quickly cleaned up the rotten corpses, and the Corpse Refining Sect member was also knocked to the ground by the wind dragon, vomiting blood.

"Do you know Fan Laojiu?" Song Changming walked closer and asked.

"No, I don't know." The Corpse Refining Sect member was confused and told the truth.

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Changming raised his knife and killed him.

Anyone who doesn’t know about Fan Laojiu’s corpse refining sect deserves to die!
"Brother Song, be careful!" Liu Yan'er suddenly exclaimed.

Three more black-eyed corpse puppets that looked even stronger jumped down from a high place and surrounded Song Changming.

"What a perfect, top-grade material!" On a small hillside, a thin and short member of the Corpse Refining Sect looked at Song Changming with shining eyes.

He was dancing with excitement as if he had discovered a mountain of gold.

"It's fate, it's God's will, God wants me to go one step further!" The Corpse Refining Sect's man was a little incoherent, laughing so hard that his saliva was streaming down his face.

Why are these sects outside the domain called cults or evil ways?

First, most of them really do not do anything humane. They refine corpses, refine blood, kill people indiscriminately, etc. They are extremely cruel and vicious.

Secondly, many of them have practiced to the point of being possessed by demons, and their temperaments are either extremely radical or insane and violent. They are no longer normal people.

It is very appropriate to call this kind of people demons.

Undoubtedly, the corpse refining sect member in front of Song Changming was the kind that had practiced to the point of insanity.

"Take him down, don't hurt his body, and try to keep his corpse intact!" The Corpse Refining Sect member seemed to be afraid that other fellow disciples would target Song Changming, so he didn't dare to delay too long.

With a wave of his hand, the three corpse puppets moved immediately and grabbed Song Changming with bare hands.

Although they are both black-eyed corpse puppets, the difference in quality and combat effectiveness is very obvious.

These three corpse puppets were obviously stronger than the one he had just killed instantly, and the speed of their attacks was on a completely different level.

With a slash of the sword, the wind-attributed sword energy reappears.

However, this time, his wind-attributed sword energy failed to work and was actually dispersed by a punch from the corpse puppet!

Although the corpse puppet's arm and half of its body were injured by the sword energy, this injury was not serious for the corpse puppet. It would only take a moment for the injury to heal.

"Is the Wind Dragon Divine Sword Art not powerful enough?"

Seeing this, Song Changming did not hesitate. He changed the martial arts he was practicing. The wind around him extinguished and fire appeared. Flames floated and the dragon-patterned sword gradually became hotter.

Another slash of sword energy was swung out, and a powerful round of fire-attributed sword energy blasted the three corpse puppets back.

He took another step forward, exerted force and slashed hard.

Fire God Sword Technique·Fire God Slash!
hum!
With the burst of power, a chain of flaming sword energy stretched across twenty to thirty meters, plowing a large charred crack on the ground!
(End of this chapter)