The first cause of all realms

Chapter 29 Beheading with a knife, blood splashing in the field!
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Yang Jue felt a blur in front of his eyes, and when he closed his eyes slightly, he saw words glowing on the cauldron wall:

[Ingredients: Ghost Head Beheading Knife]

【Level: Yes】

【Quality: Excellent】

[Evaluation: A knife that has been sharpened for many years of beheading, it is rare to see kung fu in the ordinary, it is more precious]

[Refining can be obtained: knife technique 'beheading']

"Sure enough, it's a sword technique!"

Yang prison was overjoyed.

Compared with practicing martial arts internally and externally, at this time he is more eager to obtain skills such as knife skills.

Only this kind of technical martial arts will not be restricted by the progress of the blood exchange, and can allow him to quickly improve his strength.

Whether it is internal training or external training, even he can only follow the steps and make progress little by little. Once the medicinal materials are missing, the progress will even be delayed.

But the knife method is different.

The quality of the broken knife is only 'inferior'. After refining it by myself, the proficiency of the knife technique is already higher than that of the blood-changing martial artist of Lianshengjiao.

This ghost-headed sword may very well contain the precious sword-handling skills of three generations of veteran executioners of the Weihe family.

For him, the value is getting bigger and bigger.

"If I completely refine this ghost-headed sword, wouldn't I have the skill of using a sword for a hundred years?"

Although he felt that it was a little unlikely, Yang Qiu was still moved.

After a while, I calmed down and began to look at other words carefully.

With the experience of the previous few times, Yang Jue preliminarily judged that in the evaluation of the gluttony cauldron, the ingredients can be divided into four grades of 'excellent, good, fair, and bad'.

Each level has upper, middle and lower points.

The quality is basically these four levels.

The 'Broken Knife', 'Ancient Scroll', and 'Human Skin Scroll' that he obtained before were all included in the judgment of this level.

Only the 'recipe' on that side, beyond this limit, has a level of 'Shidu'.

"Counting Guitou Dadao, I already have five ingredients, six more, and I can know the effect of that 'recipe'..."

Yang Juan made up his mind.

Outside the house, Wu Liu's shouts and urging voices were already heard, and he had already arrived inside the house before he finished speaking.

After Yang Qiu left, he was a little worried, and chased him all the way, for fear that he would miss the time.

"I thought you kid got cold feet!"

Wu Liu glared at Yang Qiu angrily, but didn't care.

Neglect of duty and running away from battle are serious crimes. No matter how stupid this kid is, he will not cut off his head and stretch out his neck for others to chop off.

"Ah."

Yang Jue tightened his grip on the knife before saying:

"Let's go."

……

The Heishan City Execution Ground is located in the densely populated downtown area of ​​Nancheng District, not far from the vegetable market.

It occupies a small area, even a little narrow.

It is only a few dozen meters wide and less than a hundred meters long. There are wooden railings and sentry towers on both sides, and there are government soldiers holding crossbows looking around.

There are tall fences around the platform in the middle, and many yamen servants are on guard with swords.

On the east side, there is a pergola built, and the execution officials sit in it, bored.

At the north corner, in a simple gray shed, several executioners wearing red turbans were sharpening their knives against the rain.

Yang Jue stood at a corner holding the Ghost Head Saber, and kept looking at the entire execution ground.

The layout of this execution ground is very simple, but there is a mystery in it. There are several sentry towers outside, and there are secret whistles inside facing the execution ground.

If someone came to rob the prison, the prisoner would be shot and killed immediately.

Yang Qiu didn't know if something would happen, but he was prepared for danger in times of peace, and silently wrote down the terrain of the execution ground.

During this hour, he has been looking for Wang Fobao.

The big head catcher of Heishan City, he was always in charge of executions in previous years, but his sudden absence this year made him feel even more uneasy.

"Junior Brother Yang, let me sharpen the knife for you!"

A burly man with bare arms greeted with a smile.

Yang Ju turned back and smiled, saying no.

Many of these executioners were related to old man Wei, and some of them were even directly disciples, and of course they knew about Yang prison.

It's just that although they started early, their status will be greatly different once they change blood.

She deliberately gave him the best place, and her tone was very cautious and flattering.

"Junior Brother Yang, don't be nervous. This beheading is not unusual. It's almost the same as killing pigs and sheep, but human blood is more stinky..."

The burly man walked over with a smile and introduced himself.

The name of this big man is 'Wang Kui', and he is a butcher under Hu Wan, and the executioner is only a part-time job.

In fact, executioners don't have to work every day, and there are not a few part-time jobs.

"We carry out executions with little skills."

Wang Kui said in a low voice: "Later, you will hold the knife behind your back, step on the criminal's back, push and chop off his head, and at the same time kick, so that the blood will not splash on you."

"Thank you, Brother Wang, for your suggestion."

Yang Yu nodded.

He is not good at dealing with people, and the familiar character of this big man makes him a little uncomfortable.

The two were chatting one after another, and not long after, they heard a urging voice from the east: "The executioner is ready, the master is guilty!"

"The time has come."

Yang Jue glanced around, in the hazy drizzle, the execution ground was deserted.

"Let's go, Junior Brother."

Wang Kui yelled and was about to step forward with a knife in his hand.

Yang Jue patted him on the shoulder, hesitated for a moment, and then said in a low voice: "If you see something bad in a while, dodge immediately."

"what?"

Wang Kui was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing: "Junior brother, you are too timid!"

After all, he shook his head and went to the stage.

"I hope I think too much."

Yang Ju shook his head in his heart, and went up to the stage with a knife in his hand.

All the death row prisoners had already been tied tightly, and most of them knelt down on the ground, except for the bandit named 'Iron Dragon'.

With his head held high, no matter how hard the four yamen servants exerted their strength, they couldn't hold him down. He had no choice but to tie him tightly to the high platform with chains.

"The guy who changed his blood is really not human."

Wang Kui clicked his tongue.

The shackles of this condemned prisoner are the heaviest, and two [-]-jin iron balls hanging from the lute bone can actually stand still.

It's even more exaggerated than my brother Hu.

Subconsciously, he wanted to skip the death row and choose the one far away.

Not wanting to, Yang Jue suddenly stretched out his hand to grab him, and walked towards the death row prisoner.

"Senior brother?"

Wang Kui hurriedly struggled, but was surprised to find that he couldn't break free at all.

"Shut up."

Yang Jue scolded in a deep voice: "Look at those soldiers."

"what?"

Wang Kui was taken aback, and couldn't help but look at the soldiers outside the platform.

Looking at it this way, I found that it was wrong.

In the light rain, these usually lazy soldiers were waiting in full force one by one, and some of the hands holding the knives were trembling.

What is this scenario?
Wang Kui was in a daze in his heart when he suddenly heard a loud laugh that exploded in the rain.

"Puppets, grandpa is here!"

This loud shout immediately suppressed all the noises on the field, and those who were a little closer could only feel their ears buzzing and their eyes turning black.

"Really, someone really robbed the court?!"

Lying on the ground, Wang Kui was so frightened that he was stunned, but Yang Jue saw it clearly.

At the same time as the shout sounded, more than a dozen big men rushed into the execution ground at an extremely fast speed, like galloping horses!
The first person was tall and burly, with scars all over his face, with a big knife slashing across his face, and he danced with his head soaring into the sky.

He laughed bloodily, ferociously, and his scar twisted like a snake:
"Kill the executioner first!"

(End of this chapter)