High-level martial arts: Invincibility starts with basic archery.

Chapter 130: A Mid-Grade Qi and Blood Pill? (Please Subscribe)

"Snapped!"

A loud bang came from behind.

This time, the sound was so close and so loud.

"call out!"

A sharp whistling sound suddenly rang out.

"What?!"

Zhao Da's expression changed drastically; he suddenly felt a chill running down his spine.

"How is that possible?"

He roared inwardly, realizing that he had just used the secret technique of flying over grass, which consumed a large amount of his vital energy and could increase his agility by fifty percent for a short period of time!

But why is that person even closer to me now?

That voice behind me?

He instinctively dodged to the side.

But it was still too late.

The arrow, carrying immense kinetic energy, pierced through his back and exited through his chest.

Zhao Da was thrown into the air, experiencing intense pain as if his body was being torn apart.

With a "bang".

His body hit the ground heavily, and his blood stained the grass beneath him crimson.

"I... I can't die, I can't die."

Zhao Da gritted his teeth. Although his internal organs had been pulverized by the arrows, the powerful vitality of a late-stage flesh-refining martial artist allowed him to hold on for a while longer.

He crawled away using both his hands and feet.

"Snapped!"

Another sound boomed from behind.

Zhao Da's body twitched suddenly, then finally slumped down completely and became still.

Three arrows pinned his body firmly to the ground.

"call……"

Chen Fan, who was 300 meters away, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It must be said that he did overlook one point: other martial artists also learned martial arts and had some explosive secret techniques.

If he hadn't perfected his Bajiquan and unlocked the Eight Directions Extreme Distance characteristic, and this guy had escaped, the consequences wouldn't be disastrous, but they would certainly be troublesome.

Fortunately, everything turned out alright.

Despite this, he still cautiously approached Zhao Da and, after confirming that the man was definitely dead, pulled out the arrows one by one.

Turn the other person over, and you'll see that the latter's eyes are wide open, extremely unwilling.

"..."

Chen Fan sighed softly and reached out to close the other person's eyes.

Even if it weren't for Uncle Wei and the others, their own village and Zhao Family Fort would have reached this point sooner or later.

This Zhao Da is indeed a formidable figure; he's ruthless and decisive.

Of course, life was much harder for the other people living in Zhao Family Fort.

"Xiao Fan?"

Just then, a voice sounded from behind.

It was Wei Tiangong and his group, who looked utterly shocked.

Behind them were their relatives, Wei Tianyuan and another adult man, who escorted them as they walked towards them.

"Uncle Wei".

Chen Fan turned around and nodded to them, "Zhao Da and Zhao Er are both dead."

Wei Tiangong and the others took a deep breath and their eyes fell on the corpse.

That man was someone they looked up to; the difference in their strength made them not even have the courage to speak loudly in front of him.

But that man...

Faced with Chen Fan, they could only flee in panic, and even so, they eventually fell to the arrows.

The entire battle lasted less than ten seconds.

Is this the Chen Fan they know?

Has he grown to this level in such a short time?

"Xiao Fan, thank you."

Wei Tiangong took a deep breath, his voice trembling.

He could hardly believe what was happening before his eyes.

The others also realized what had happened and hurriedly thanked him. The reason Chen Fan killed Zhao Da and the others was for their sake.

In fact, if Chen Fan hadn't come, given their current situation in Zhao Family Fort, it's safe to say that things would have been far from optimistic.

"Uncle Wei, we are the ones who should be saying thank you."

Chen Fan shook his head and said seriously, "If it weren't for your silent dedication all this time, I don't know how many people would have died in the village. Come back, Uncle Wei, Dad, Uncle Liu, they have always missed you."

Wei Tianyuan also came over with his family, and upon hearing this, everyone shed tears.

This period of time was like a nightmare for them, but thankfully they woke up from the dream.

"Xiao Fan,"

Just then, Wei Tianyuan's voice rang out, a smile appearing on his face. He said, "Now that those bastards, Zhao Da, are all dead, Zhao Family Fort is empty. Why don't we move here?"

"Move here?"

Chen Fan was stunned for a moment.

His purpose in coming here was simply to take Wei Tiangong and the others away, and at the same time, to eliminate the Zhao brothers, who posed a threat.

The takeover of Zhao Family Fortress was somewhat sudden.

"yes,"

A man chuckled and said, "To be honest, Zhao Family Fort is indeed much better than our village. It's about six or seven times the size of our village and can accommodate more than 1000 people."

"Not only that, there are also farmlands, which are enclosed by walls and planted with grain. We can survive on this grain without going out to hunt."

"Yeah?"

Chen Fan's eyes lit up.

The village currently has a sufficient amount of food, so farming is indeed a viable option.

However, farming outside is definitely not an option; the land would be completely destroyed by ferocious beasts in less than one night.

Rebuilding the wall would be a major undertaking, and having an existing one is certainly the best option.

"Yeah, there are a lot of people."

Someone said something.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

"They are also people with tragic fates."

Chen Fan sighed as he recalled the faces of those people.

"yes."

Wei Tiangong nodded, "They help Zhao Da grow grain, but when there's a good harvest, they only get a small amount, just enough to survive. The vast majority of the grain is taken by Zhao Da."

"Brother, aren't we the same?" Wei Tianyuan said with a wry smile.

"yes."

The others nodded.

Chen Fan searched Zhao Da and Zhao Er's bodies but found nothing of value, which was clearly illogical.

So Chen Fan decided to search the other party's room and, incidentally, also tell the people in Zhao Family Fort about it.

After seeing the bodies of Zhao Da and Zhao Er with their own eyes, the people of Zhao Family Fort, who had been staring blankly, gradually regained their spirits, and many shed tears of excitement.

Some people were so emotionally charged that they rushed forward and vented their hatred on the corpse.

Their relatives were beaten to death, committed suicide due to unbearable humiliation, and most died from exhaustion or starvation.

Those who are alive are merely existing.

Wei Tiangong maintained order.

Guided by the signs, Chen Fan arrived at a magnificent villa.

Stepping into the living room, you'll find a carpet, chandelier, sofa, and soft bed—everything you could need. There's also a bedroom, bathroom, study, practice room, and more.

Chen Fan curiously turned on the switch on the wall and was shocked to find that the light turned on.

Also normal.

He thought to himself, "The entire Zhao Family Fortress, including the dead, has several thousand people. If they all work for the three brothers, getting a generator wouldn't be a difficult task."

Enter a bedroom.

They started rummaging through drawers and cabinets.

They found several thousand yuan, some gold and silver jewelry, and some items unsuitable for children.

They also found a wallet containing an ID card.

Chen Fan glanced at it and realized that this room belonged to Zhao San. Of course, the name on his ID card wasn't Zhao San, but Zhao Haishan.

He put his ID card back and walked out of the bedroom.

The second bedroom has been found.

They started rummaging through drawers and cabinets.

This time the harvest was quite good; I actually found a bottle of Qi and Blood Pills, a martial arts manual, and more than 10,000 yuan.

The martial arts manual is called Grass-Walking Technique, which, like Water-Walking Technique, belongs to the category of movement technique manuals.

Chen Fan flipped through it and glanced at it, then suddenly realized what it meant.

So, Zhao Da's sudden increase in agility must be due to this secret manual.

In this way, he would have two movement technique manuals, which would increase his agility, and he should be able to catch up with them soon.

He opened the bottle of Qi and Blood Pills again.

He was a little disappointed that there were only three left, but these three were superior to the previous few low-grade Qi and Blood Pills in both appearance and aroma.

"This should be a mid-grade Qi and Blood Pill."

Chen Fan muttered something and poured the three Qi and Blood Pills back into the water.

He stuffed all the money into his pocket, then searched the first floor again, opened the refrigerator in the kitchen, and found it full of things.

Upon reaching the north side, they discovered a basement.

He went inside out of curiosity, turned on the light, and it was instantly as bright as day.

The entire basement was about 100 square meters.

Rows and rows of shelves were set up, filled with all sorts of daily necessities.

Such as toothpaste, toothbrush, toilet paper, and shower gel.

There are also food options, such as canned pork, canned beef, and canned fish.

There are still many cases of wine.

There are many kinds of liquors, including baijiu, beer, and wine.

"These Zhao brothers really know how to enjoy life."

Chen Fan was jealous.

Before he transmigrated, he had a dream: to dig a basement and store all sorts of things in it so that he could cope if the apocalypse came.

The Zhao brothers have clearly realized this dream.

He went inside and saw that it was filled with snakeskin bags, piled up from the floor to the ceiling, each bag bulging.

"Could it be?"

He strode forward, opened one of them, and saw that it was filled with white rice.

I opened a few more, and they were all filled with white rice.

If the bags behind are filled with rice, there must be tens of thousands of kilograms, maybe even more!

I don't know why they saved so much money instead of exchanging it for cash. Maybe they just kept it as a precaution.

"That's not right?"

Chen Fan frowned slightly.

These three people definitely won't eat this rice.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up. He walked back to a shelf, opened one of the bags, and sure enough, it was full of blood rice.

Chen Fan grabbed a handful, held it to his nose, and smelled it.

It is indeed blood rice that costs ten yuan per kilogram.

It probably weighs several thousand kilograms.

That's tens of thousands of yuan.

Chen Fan took a deep breath. It seemed that the wealth of the bandits he had killed earlier was nothing compared to that of the Zhao brothers.

"We can keep the other things and distribute some depending on the situation, but let's distribute all of this ordinary rice."

Chen Fan thought to himself.

On the one hand, it's about winning people's hearts; on the other hand, these ordinary people are just too miserable.

He walked to the door, closed it, and looked up at the second floor.

Zhao Er and Zhao San both live on the first floor, so who lives on the second floor? It's pretty obvious. I wonder what kind of good stuff is in his bedroom?

(End of this chapter)