Invest In The People Of The Destiny Clan, My Strength Is The Sum Of The Whole Clan

"Being able to die for me is a blessing that you, a pariah, have earned through three lifetimes of training!"

The woman smiled coldly, without any guilt in her heart!

As a monk with a distinguished status in the Purple Mansion, why should he care about the life and death of these ordinary people?

However, when the woman's flawless white palm was less than one meter away from the boy, an accident happened.

Swish——

I saw a sword light appearing in a way that exceeded everyone's expectations!

The woman's pupils shrank, alarm bells rang in her heart, and she suddenly felt something was not good!

She tried to avoid it, but it was too late.

Under this sword, flesh and bone were separated and blood splattered everywhere!

Her palm was instantly chopped off by the extremely sharp blade!

The woman had a ferocious expression and screamed miserably.

However, this is only the beginning.

Before she could react, Jiang Han suddenly appeared in front of him, his right palm quickly reached out and covered the opponent's face!

The underworld magic power is activated!

In an instant, a terrifying suction force came out of Jiang Han's palm, sucking in the woman's energy crazily!

The woman's skin began to lose moisture rapidly and became extremely dry.

Seeing such a horrifying scene, even a brave man like Cai Zhiyin couldn't help but froze, looking shocked and uncertain.

Where did this evil boy come from?

At the same time, everyone in the Yinfeng Village and the Blue Silver Caravan were also frightened and turned pale.

Some even collapsed to the ground and peed their pants.

Afterwards, Jiang Han stopped absorbing it, and first threw the old woman in his hands aside like trash.

He raised his head and looked at Cai Zhiyin not far away.

No words.

Only the endless source of Huangquan Yuanqi gushes out from the body and spreads around, causing all things to wither!

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Han used his escape technique, and in a flash, he came to Cai Zhiyin and struck out with a fierce palm!

The vitality condensed and turned into a withered yellow invisible palm, which separated several feet from the body in the blink of an eye and landed on the opponent!

Cai Zhiyin had just experienced a battle and was already in poor condition. In desperation, she released her Yuan Power to resist!

However, in front of the terrifying Huang Quan Yuan Qi, his proud Yuan Qi was instantly melted and penetrated, and then returned to nothingness!

A large amount of underworld energy enveloped the opponent's body.

Amidst the screams, Cai Zhiyin's limbs were dissolved and turned into blood.

This is not because Jiang Han can't kill him, but to avoid the death of the other party, which will cause the energy and spirit that can be absorbed to weaken and the effect to become worse.

Therefore, by turning the opponent into a human stick state, he cannot act like a monster and cannot escape.

For Jiang Han, it is undoubtedly the best choice.

Immediately afterwards, he ignored Cai Zhiyin's begging for mercy and wailing.

He silently looked at the people in Yinfeng Village and Blue Silver Chamber of Commerce in front of him.

In order to prevent the news from leaking, he immediately chose to silence him without any hesitation!

In front of Jiang Han, who possesses emperor-level skills such as Huangquan Demon Skill.

Su Shan, the second master of Yinfeng Village who was also a monk in the Purple Mansion, was just an enemy. With just one move, he didn't even have time to escape. Just like Cai Zhiyin, he instantly turned into a human stick.

Seeing the tragic situation of the first master and the second master, the scene instantly became chaotic.

Many members of Yinfeng Village immediately fled in all directions.

Even everyone in the Blue Silver Chamber of Commerce knew that the person in front of them was probably a demon.

They didn't dare to take any chances and fled desperately.

However, in front of Jiang Han, who was a master of escape skills, he was still too slow.

After a while, everyone died in front of them.

The ground was covered with densely packed corpses.

Jiang Han stood in the center, looking up at the sky with a stern expression.

Then, he slowly withdrew his eyes.

With a wave of his hand, a large amount of underworld energy spurted out and fell on these corpses, instantly turning them into pools of blood!

After finishing this, Jiang Han looked back at Cai Zhiyin, Su Shan, and the particularly old woman who had turned into human sticks.

His eyes became brighter and brighter, and his heart felt hot.

I don’t know how much my strength will increase after absorbing these three Zifu monks?

........

at the same time.

Cangwu Mountain, near the martial arts field.

A thin girl wearing a black outfit with black hair tied high by a red rope was holding a long sword and was constantly sparring with the middle-aged man in front of her!

She was sweating profusely and breathing heavily.

He tried to chop, pick, and stab, but all of them were easily resolved by the middle-aged man.

After ten moves.

The middle-aged man shook his head: "Zhiwei, although you have practiced sword moves hard these years and are proficient in the moves and routines, you have lost your spirituality and are too rigid. The way of sword lies in change..."

"There has been no progress for several years. Obviously, you are not suitable for practicing swordsmanship. Even if you put in a thousand times more effort and sweat than ordinary people, you will still be like this."

After hearing the middle-aged man's words, Jiang Zhiwei's expression did not change. She still went her own way and used various sword attacks to attack!

The middle-aged man sighed, held the hilt of the sword in his hand, and with a casual strike of the sword, he instantly knocked the sword away from Jiang Zhiwei's hand!

"Don't you understand yet? You don't have the talent for swordsmanship, so why don't you consider trying other paths? Why stick to a path that's not suitable for you at all?!"

"If you continue like this, I'm afraid you won't even be qualified to represent our Tianquan lineage in the Seventh Lineage Competition!!"

Facing the scolding, Jiang Zhi just bit her red lips and looked firmly at the middle-aged man with her eyes.

Eyes facing each other.

Feeling the other party's determination, the middle-aged man sighed slightly, couldn't help but put the sword back into the scabbard on his waist, then put his right hand on his forehead and said: "Hey, how come I have such a stubborn daughter like you."

He didn't know why his daughter had been so obsessed with swordsmanship since she was a child, and even neglected her practice.

Now he is eighteen years old, and his cultivation level is only at the first level of Bone Forging Realm.

Obviously, according to his talent, if he practiced wholeheartedly, he would probably be at the ninth level of the Bone Forging Realm or the Acquired Heaven Realm by now, right?

Facing her father's accountability, Jiang Zhiwei didn't say much, she just trotted to the sword and picked it up again.

Grasp the hilt of the sword and hang the sword in front of your chest.

Those dark eyes reflected from the mirror-like silver-white sword body.

She felt the throb deep inside her again.

There is a secret that she has never told anyone, that is, whenever she holds the sword, she will always feel an inexplicable sense of joy!

This kind of pleasure is far beyond anything else, so no matter how hard and tiring it is, she still enjoys it and never thinks of giving up!

However, even if she sacrifices everything, her current level of swordsmanship is only a perfect level of swordsmanship, and she has not made any progress in several years!

But even so, she was not depressed at all.

I just wonder if I am more stupid than others and need to work harder to gain anything.

Then, she didn't want to waste any time and just continued to use her sword moves silently.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man sighed, turned around and left without further persuasion.

Jiang Zhiwei felt soreness all over her body.

She didn't care about this, she just kept practicing her sword moves.

After years of hard training, her palms were not as delicate as those of ordinary women. Instead, they were covered with calluses and scars.

Sweating like rain, without any stagnation.

at this time.

not far away.

Gu Xingjian, who was studying the Wind and Thunder Sword Art, suddenly noticed this scene.

He frowned, put away his swords, and couldn't help but take a few glances.