The first cause of all realms

Chapter 124 Cleaning the battlefield and counting the harvest
puff~
The corpse fell to the ground, splashing three feet of sand.

As the head fell to the ground, this six-door master who had been based in Qingzhou for many years lost his breath, and he was unwilling to be seen only from the ferocious expression on his face.

Jia Qiu was stunned.

Three levels of blood exchange, three steps and one level of heaven, reaching the third level, qi and blood are like an elephant level, the warrior punches three inches of gangsters, and the sword shoots out four feet of light, and the lethality increases dramatically.

Ordinary swords and armors are like paper in front of them, and they can be broken with a single poke.

When she was young, Mrs. Shi was also very famous and famous, but she didn't want to lose her life at the end of the year, and was hammered to death by a wild boy in this unknown mountain forest.

call!
Swiping away the dust with a wave of his sleeves, Yang Ju's bristling long hair just fell down. He put the knife back into its sheath, kneading his numb arms, and couldn't bear it:

"What a wicked old woman!"

They collided several times, but neither of them kept their hands back. Mrs. Shi couldn't bear his mighty strength, and Yang Qiu couldn't bear her fierce inner aura.

If it wasn't for the fact that the old woman was old and frail, and her vitality had fallen to the peak, there would still be more fights in this battle.

"Your name is Jia Qiu?"

Yang Jue kneaded his wrists, and lightly glanced at Jia Qiu who had fallen to the ground, his eyes glazed over.

He recognized that there was such a person among the bronze medal catchers of the six doors.

However, compared to the Qin brothers and You Jinfa, this person's sense of presence is really not high, but he didn't expect to join in the fun.

"You, you killed her..."

Jia Qiu's body trembled, his face was ashen, knowing that there would be no escape.

Mrs. Shi's status in Six Doors is not low. If Yang Qiu killed her, he would never allow himself to live.

"What? Only she can kill me, so I can't do it?"

Yang Yu sneered:
"Her life is not necessarily more expensive than Yang's, is it?"

Jia Qiu's breath stagnates, and he sighs with a wry smile:
"You are right. Killers are always killed. We dared to go out of the city to kill you. We should have expected this result."

"You can figure it out."

Yang Ju's tone was flat:

"It's come to this point, don't you mind answering a few questions?"

"It's come to this point, what else can I say? Do you dare to let me live?"

Jia Qiu burst into laughter with a sneer, and raised his blood-stained five fingers, piercing Yang Yu's chest like a sword:

"The road to Huangquan is far away, I will walk slowly and see when you come down to accompany me!"

call!
Knowing what he was thinking, Yang Jue sighed, stretched out his five-fingered pan and grabbed his neck, breaking his neck:

"If that day comes, under the underworld, I will kill you again!"

……

……

A killing lasted several hours.

In the early hours of the morning, when the sky was at its darkest, the abstinence monk built a bonfire to roast the wet robes and dry food, and for a moment, he didn't want the unconscious woman to freeze to death.

"Hey~"

At a certain moment, with a groan, the woman plundered by Wang Sheng seemed to react and was about to wake up.

Snapped!
Jie Se's eyes are quick and his hands are quick, and he sent her unconscious with a backhand palm.

"Amitabha, sin, sin. The benefactor should sleep for a while..."

Jie Se chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice.

This night was a bit ridiculously long, he had already knocked out the woman three times.

Shasha~
The breeze blew through the treetops, and the footsteps sounded from far to near.

Yang Jue was carrying a large package, and approached the campfire with two big bows on his back. He dropped the sundries and sat down by the fire.

Although the cold and heat have not invaded to a certain extent, being close to the fire, it is still a little warm:
"The monk hasn't left yet?"

"Will the benefactor let me go?"

The abstinence monk asked back.

He just has little experience and is not stupid.

In this case, if you don't understand and walk away, I'm afraid that if you walk away with your front foot, you will get an arrow at your back foot.

He witnessed this fight with his own eyes, so of course he knew that even he would not be able to dodge the black iron arrow of this benefactor Yang in this night of mountains and forests.

"Good monk, you really understand."

Prison Yang let out a sigh of relief.

If the monk suddenly stood up and fled away during the fight, he might not have stopped him.

"Good, good."

Jie Se recited the Buddha's mantra for a long time, and handed over a package he had packed:

"The benefactor of Wang Sheng, the little monk, buried it. These are some things found from him. Since the benefactor is an official post, I will leave these things to you."

Wang Sheng didn't have much on him.

Two detachable silver spears, a piece of thin armor, two daggers, some scattered silver, and an old book.

"No wonder Fulong Temple has a total of eighteen monks, and their names are not small."

Hearing these words, Yang Jue looked at this monk with admiration.

Strength is of course a very important aspect of wandering around the rivers and lakes, but human feelings and worldly sophistication cannot be obtained.

Looking at it now, he still doesn't know the martial arts of Fulong Temple, but these monks really know how to behave.

"Hey~"

Rebooting has quick eyesight and quick hands.

The woman's eyelids just trembled, and she shot decisively again, knocking her out.

"This is?"

Slightly surprised, Yang Ju couldn't laugh or cry, this monk really thought he would kill someone to silence him.

Yang Jue laughed for no reason, but he didn't care much about rebooting, he folded his palms together and said:

"The benefactor is from the army, right?"

"Why do you ask this?"

Yang Ju became more interested in the monk.

"The benefactor's martial arts are the martial arts of the Jianghu, but this aura and murderous intent are very much like the style of the army."

With a solemn expression, he said in a low voice:

"Excessive killing will really hurt Tianhe. Therefore, the famous generals of the ancient times often have a short life and are more likely to fall into the killing."

"It doesn't matter whether it hurts the sky or not."

Yang Ju pressed the package and said lightly:

"Yang is not a person who kills innocent people indiscriminately, but tonight's matter is extremely important. Let me let you go like this, and I always feel uneasy."

"Amitabha."

Jie Se's breathing was slightly rapid, and he couldn't help turning the rosary on his wrist.

He saw this killing from beginning to end.

He can clearly see that this benefactor Yang may not be as good as those rising stars in Qingzhou martial arts at this time, and the difference will not be too far.

If he insisted on making things difficult, he might find it difficult to get out of this forest today.

"Are you afraid of death?"

Seeing that he was a little nervous about rebooting, Yang Jue raised his eyebrows slightly.

"A monk is also a human being, why is he not afraid of death?"

Rebooting is a little ashamed:

"The old monk may not be afraid, but I, the little monk, are just a little monk..."

"Ha ha!"

Yang Jue smiled when he heard the words, and immediately said seriously:
"Today's matter is very important to me. It's probably not enough to let you go, but it's not enough to kill you.

So, just go to my house as a guest for a few days, and let you go after the limelight passes. "

"That's all it takes."

The complexion of rebooting is bitter.

After finishing speaking, the atmosphere immediately calmed down, no longer dignified, rebooting heaved a sigh of relief, adding fuel to the fire without talking.

Yang prison began to sort out the spoils after World War I.

He is a person with no connections and background, so he never wastes any resources obtained, whether it is gold, silver or weapons, he gathers them all up.

Most of them are not very useful, just sundries worth some silver.

After tidying up the sundries, the rest, apart from the ingredients, are swords and weapons with more than ten refinements, as well as pills, essays, and even martial arts secret books.

People who walk in the rivers and lakes rarely carry martial arts cheats with them.

But it's not absolute. For example, the flower picker Wang Sheng, because his whereabouts are uncertain, whether he has relatives or friends from the sect, as long as he has good things, he also brings them with him.

However, this flower picker has more goodies than those carried by Youjinfa and other copper medal catchers.

"Zhou Liuxu Gong..."

Open the ancient scroll.

"This skill is not inferior to the superior lightness skill."

The first sentence at the beginning of the paper made Yang Jue's eyes light up slightly, but he couldn't help but frown when he read on.

This is a middle-level martial art, but it is not a middle-level martial art in the usual sense.

This technique of wandering around the six emptinesses integrates internal and external exercises, fists, feet, swordsmanship and body skills, and completely cuts off other possibilities. Everything is just to highlight its lightness skills!
"Wang Benefactor's lightness kung fu is excellent, if he hadn't met Yang Benefactor, I'm afraid..."

Seeing Yang Jue's frown, he couldn't help saying something.

Wang Sheng's martial arts are far inferior to his, and the only reason why he has escaped his pursuit repeatedly is not only because of his cunning, but also because of his excellent lightness kung fu.

In fact, if Wang Sheng hadn't been exhausted from being chased by himself, and had met two archers, he probably wouldn't have fallen here so easily.

"It is indeed a good light work."

Yang Ju put away the ancient scroll and nodded slightly.

This ancient scroll is quite old, and it is also devoted to the painstaking efforts of the masters who created this technique. Although the quality is not very high, it is still an ingredient.

The stagnation of Zhuifengbu once made his qinggong a shortcoming, and this martial art came naturally just right.

The rebooting monk has something to say.

However, Yang Ju buried himself in sorting out the spoils. Apart from this ancient scroll, he valued the other two most.

Mrs. Shi's fine steel crutches, and that strange looking big bow.

"Wooden Flow Bow!"

Caressing the human meridian-like texture on the wooden bow, Yang Ji felt satisfied.

This mouth bow is not food.

But to him, it was worth more than ordinary ingredients.

He gently drew the bow, and gradually increased his strength, until he reached [-]% of his strength, and then he stretched the bow into a full moon!
hum~
In the direction of the arrow, the rebooted monk's face tightened slightly.

"It's a good bow, but it's a pity that I can't use it for the time being."

Slowly loosening the bow, Yang Ju felt a little regretful.

As a person who loves bows, he certainly knows Muliu bows. Before Tuo Lin'an bought bows, he had inquired about them.

The best bow in the entire Qingzhou City is in the army and the Liu family!
This person used the Four Elephant Arrow, it goes without saying that this person must be a direct descendant of the Liu family!
Unlike the side branches that are separated from the main line, the killing of the direct line is a major event for any family.

Now take this bow...

Jie Se recited scriptures in a low voice, and looked at it quietly.

The benefactor Yang in front of him no longer looked at the slaughter in the forest before, and sometimes smiled wryly, sometimes frowned, and sometimes smiled.

His heart felt tense while watching.

After arranging the many trophies in different categories, Yang Qiu picked up the last one, Mrs. Shi's fine steel walking stick.

As the silver medal headhunter of the Six Doors, an old man who has been around for decades, this old woman naturally has excellent martial arts.

[Ingredients: stainless steel crutches]

[Grade: Excellent (Bad)]

[Quality: Excellent (Bad)]

[Evaluation: A hundred-refined walking stick mixed with black iron and fine gold, contains some essence of the stick technique]

[You can get it if you take it: the superior martial arts 'Mysterious Whale Swallowing the Sea Jue']

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