ultimate alchemist

Chapter 97

The people in black were orderly and quickly approached the camp without making a sound.

"Ah! I'm so sleepy, this night watchman can't stand it any longer!" The horse driver yawned and said weakly.

"Go to sleep, it's early in the morning, it's almost dawn, I guess you'll be fine tonight." Another horseman lowered his head, struggling.

A dark dagger slowly stretched out through the shadows. The whole body of the dagger was pitch black, and there was no light under the torch. When you wiped it directly, the horseman who spoke fell silent.

"You..." A horseman came to his senses, before he could speak, he swiped a black dagger directly, and there was no sound.

This scene was repeated next to the caravan. In a short period of time, 50 to [-] people in the caravan died without making a sound.

It can be seen that this killer team has a high professionalism, and everyone has extraordinary skills.

"Huh?!" Mr. Xie opened his eyes, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.Xie Lao's spiritual consciousness spread out, and the caravan camp was very quiet, as if nothing happened.

"No!" Mr. Xie realized that the caravan was too quiet!Quiet is a little weird!

The consciousness continued to be released, and clusters of black shadows took advantage of the night to move quietly. If you don't look carefully, you can't even sweep out the consciousness.

"Presumptuous!" Mr. Xie stood up, exuding a huge coercion. The coercion of a prefecture-level master was indeed extraordinary. Cong Cong's black shadow immediately stood in place, sweat dripping down his body, and he couldn't move for a while.

"Break!" The man in black pulled out the big sword behind him, thrust it into the ground, and the huge murderous aura rushed straight to the center of the caravan, instantly dispelling the coercion of Old Xie.

"Continue..." The man in black spat out two words lightly, but his voice was like thunder from the sky, resounding and buzzing in the ears of every man in black.

The people in black straightened up one after another, ignoring the camouflage, revealing their figures one after another, and rushed straight to the camp, with the dagger in their hands like a black shadow, harvesting wildly.

Xie Lao had a gloomy face, straightened up and stood there, looking forward coldly, his eyes full of evil spirit.

I saw that there was another person in front of Mr. Xie at some point, it was a man in black, dragging a sword with one hand, the sword slashed across the ground, making a hissing sound, and there was an obvious white mark on the ground.

"The thirteen kills of the sky character! Xiao Xiaoxuan kills, dare to be presumptuous!" Seeing the big sky character on the chest of the man in black, Mr. Xie couldn't help shrinking his eyes, but seeing that there were only two white marks next to the sky character, Take it easy.

"It's enough to deal with you..." The black-clothed man remained expressionless, as if he thought this was normal, and that he should kill earth-level warriors by killing himself.

"I'm not ashamed! I'm an earth-level master, you are a little black-level warrior, even if you are at the peak, you are still no match for me! Wake up!" Mr. Xie yelled, and the voice was emitted by the stellar energy, like a torrent of bells, very loud .

"Awake!"

The horsemen of the caravan straightened up one after another, their faces were full of astonishment, their ears were ringing, and they didn't know what happened in the camp.

"The enemy is coming, all go out to meet the enemy!" Mr. Xie continued to roar, and the caravan people became vigilant, took out their swords, and walked out of the tent.

"Do you think this group of trash can stop it? Hehe!" The man in black sneered disdainfully, and despite Mr. Xie's yelling, he didn't stop him.

"Kill you! I can stop it!" Old Xie snorted coldly.

"Hehe, let's try it!" The man in black smiled, hooked his fingers, and said provocatively.

Xie Lao didn't say much, kicked his right leg suddenly, and his whole body was like a cannonball, flying straight towards the man in black, with extremely huge momentum.

"Broken Heart Palm!" Black qi circulated in his hands, Xie Lao held five fingers and grabbed the man in black directly.

"Ah!"

The man in black smiled coldly, opened his legs, took a stride, held the big knife in both hands, looked solemn, and shouted in his mouth: "Draw out the knife and cut!"

The big knife drew an arc, the tip of the knife was very sharp, and it cut directly at Mr. Xie.

Xie Lao couldn't dodge for a while, his black palm slapped the sword directly, and there was a sound of metal intersecting.

boom!
The big knife was slapped down directly, hitting the ground heavily, making a loud noise.

"Big sword! Pull out the sword and chop! You are the Leng Ziqi of Tian Zi Thirteen Kills!" Xie Lao used the thrust to back up, feeling his hands trembling, and said in surprise.

Leng Ziqi shook his broadsword to get rid of the numb feeling, opened his mouth wide, and smiled, "You have good eyesight! Show your true skills, otherwise, a Broken Heart Palm is not enough to see!"

"It's nothing more than a Xuan-level martial artist!" Xie Lao pouted his lips in disdain and said aloud.

"You know, my ability is not to draw a sword and cut!" Leng Ziqi restrained his sneer, with murderous intent on his face.

"Die to me!" Leng Ziqi opened his big mouth, kicked his legs suddenly, and the two-meter-long sword flew up, covered with a blood-red film. For a moment, the whole area was filled with murderous aura.

"Kill!" Old Xie narrowed his eyes.

Tianzi Thirteen Kills is a well-known killer organization, and Leng Ziqi relied on his way of killing, and slaughtered a lot of prefecture-level warriors along the way. For a while, Leng Ziqi became famous and famous for killing.

The Dao of Killing is a very wonderful realm. Warriors who comprehend the Dao of Killing are all the best among their peers, and there are not a few murderers who leapfrog the level. Unfortunately, there are only a few people who comprehend the Dao of Killing in the entire Great Teng Dynasty.

However, if Mr. Xie didn't take it seriously, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to be killed.It's a pity that Mr. Xie's greatest strength is not his cultivation as a warrior.

"I am a middle-aged earth-level beginner, and I have become a first-class master of the Great Teng Dynasty. For more than 30 years, I have been trapped in the world of cultivation. Do you think that I am really only the strength of the earth-level elementary? Do you think I rely on my martial artist cultivation?" huh!" Mr. Xie lowered his head and muttered to himself, his voice was so low, he seemed to be speaking for himself, but also for others.

"This is my true strength!"

A sudden gust of wind rolled inside the tent, and the tents were torn apart by the gust of wind, turning into pieces of rags and flying into the air.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Leng Ziqi gave a disdainful smile, and chopped down with the big knife in his hand without any loss of power.

"Kill way—cut!" Leng Ziqi yelled, the red energy on the sword increased a bit, a red sword shadow floated in the air, and then slashed down heavily.

"Wind Blade Technique!" Old Xie raised his head, his face was flushed red, his eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted.

A forearm-long wind blade appeared out of thin air, green and clear, looking very delicate.

"Cut it off!" Xie Lao stretched out his right hand, pointed away, and said coldly.

The wind blade whirled in the air, gave an order, and flew out immediately, slashing directly at Leng Ziqi.

collapse!
The wind blade slashed heavily on the big knife, the red energy paused slightly, stopped the wind blade for a moment, and dissipated instantly after resisting, the big knife was chopped off directly, making a loud noise.

"How is it possible!" Leng Ziqi fell to the ground and looked at the strands of hair in front of him. There was still a trace of scalp on the hair, and red blood could be seen faintly.

"Hahahaha!" Mr. Xie held his head up and laughed loudly, with tears on his face, very excited.

Ever since he practiced cultivation, Mr. Xie has been accused by others of letting good warriors not practice, insisting on pursuing the nonsense path of immortality.

However, Mr. Xie did not give up on cultivation. Even though his cultivation could not improve, Mr. Xie practiced low-level spells many times. Up to now, Mr. Xie has become very proficient in wind blade technique, even better than Xu Luotian at this stage of Qi training. The power of the seventh floor is even greater!

Today, Mr. Xie injured Leng Ziqi only by relying on his fourth-level cultivation in the Qi training period, and directly chopped off his sword!

(End of this chapter)