Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

Yes, Yan Hong can lead everyone to make money. If you follow him, you will have a lot of money and a fat wallet!

Of course, the way to make money is naturally to make money in a crooked way...

After being pushed aside by Yan Hong, Di Yuan's face turned red. He wanted to get angry and hit him, but he didn't dare to do it.

Although he started practicing martial arts since he was a child, the martial arts he learned was extremely peculiar. When practiced to perfection, it would make people extremely keen in smell, hearing, intuition, and hearing. The only shortcoming was that he was not good at fighting.

"Hmph!" Yan Hong snorted two white air from his nose and looked at Di Yuan contemptuously, "You are just this ability."

If Di Yuan and him started to scold and fight, he might have more respect. Now Di Yuan was submissive, which made him look down on him even more from the bottom of his heart.

"You!?" Di Yuan was furious, his body straightened.

Unfortunately, no matter how straight his neck was and how tight his body was, his height of less than 1.5 meters still looked extremely short. At first glance, he looked like a rooster that had been defeated but still held its neck high.

"Hahahaha!!!"

At this moment, everyone around him started to laugh.

"You bastard, you are not worthy of being my advisor!" Di Yuan could no longer hold back, and he flicked his sleeves and walked away. There was no other way. He could not beat him or scold him, so he had to do this.

Although he was not good at fighting because of the martial arts he had practiced since he was a child, his intuition was far superior to others. When he got a little closer to Han Yi just now, he instinctively felt the danger.

From the beginning, he suspected that Han Yi was the culprit of the Taohua Village tragedy, and he might even be a martial artist.

Then, once this sense of danger came, he was even more alert and careful to deal with it, wanting to slow down this person first and let Yan Hong and the others go to Huang Shanjun for support.

That was good. He had wanted to warn everyone that he felt something was wrong, but Yan Hong had upset him so much that he had already been filled with anger. He had forgotten the feeling of danger in an instant.

"Huh!"

Yan Hong laughed wildly and turned back to Han Yi and shouted, "You have three breaths to come forward and be checked, or you will be treated as a suspicious person and killed without mercy!"

He glanced at Han Yi's bulging package and licked his lips greedily.

Why did he win everyone's support, but Di Yuan couldn't?

Because he could help everyone make money!

The way to help everyone make money was very simple, which was to squeeze money out of those passers-by.

If it weren't for this method, how could he support three concubines and spend his days in debauchery with only the meager salary issued by the county government?

Of course, he has encountered tough guys who want to resist over the years, such as "Ghost Brushing Face", "Blood Sword", "Old Man Wuyou".......

The names of these people sound more scary and powerful than each other, but in the end, they all fell under the crossbow formation. Taking the items on them, plus the bounty on their heads, it is more rewarding.

The man in front of him looks like a young man in his twenties, and he is just a blood refining warrior.

Looking at his stupid and stupid look, standing there motionless, maybe he has been scared by the strong bow and crossbow behind me!

Yan Hong thought so, he didn't even think about meeting a martial artist who has entered the Jin.

Because the number of martial artists is too rare, so few that ordinary people can't get in touch with them.

And all the martial artists in the city are over fifty years old, in high positions, majestic, and followed by a large group of people.

How could there be such a young martial artist who has entered the Jin!

Besides, they have seen the portrait of the martial artist and remembered it in their mind.

People like them who dare to make extra money have a scale in their hearts, a scale that knows the interests and knows who can be provoked and who should not be provoked.

The person in front of him can be squeezed out of money!

"You are too overbearing to do this..." Han Yi frowned and continued, "This is not an official road, why do you block the road for inspection for no reason."

He just watched a good show for a while. Although he didn't know why this team had an internal conflict, it didn't prevent him from being a spectator.

But when the spearhead turned to him, everything was different.

He naturally couldn't go forward obediently and let them check. Not to mention the "Black Snake Leg" martial arts on his body and the visualization diagram of the "Covering the Moon Heart Method", even the silver, gold notes, antiques and calligraphy in the package would probably cause a sensation.

After all, money can move people's hearts...

"Boy, we are not being overbearing here!" Yan Hong said righteously, "We are responsible for the safety of the people in Anyan City. Behind us is the official road. If unidentified bad guys enter by evil means, wouldn't it hurt countless people!"

"Oh..." Han Yi felt speechless and almost laughed out of anger. It's not that he hasn't seen shameless people before, but it's the first time he has seen someone who can talk about shamelessness without feeling ashamed, but proud of it, and speak openly.

They set up checkpoints here and block the road for inspection. To put it bluntly, aren't they just trying to make money and fill their pockets? But this person said it so righteously and openly here.

To put it bluntly, their behavior is no different from that of bandits!

"Boy, let me say it one last time. Come here quickly within three breaths and accept inspection!" Seeing that Han Yi did not move, Yan Hong shouted sternly, put his right hand behind his back, and made a gesture. The people behind him immediately understood.

Click, click!

The sound of the crossbow machine expanding the string continued, and the team dispersed and blocked Han Yi in all directions.

"You are really lawless by doing this. You don't take the court's laws seriously. Don't you have the king's law?"

Han Yi seemed not to notice anything unusual, and his tone was flat.

"Hahahahaha!!!"

Yan Hong laughed wantonly. He turned his head and said to the team behind him: "Court laws? There are really such stupid people in this world who would ask such a funny question!"

Then he turned around and said to Han Yi jokingly: "Laws and kings' laws, here, we are the biggest law!"

It seems that because of Han Yi's ridiculous question, Yan Hong finally lost his patience. This person must not be someone with background and strength, otherwise, he would not ask such a naive question.

You know, strength is everything, and a strong fist is the law!

As soon as he raised his hand, dozens of powerful crossbows were immediately aimed at Han Yi.

These powerful crossbows were specially made by the court. The bowstrings were made of the strong tendons of the big monsters. They were first made by secret potions to improve toughness and hardness, and then made by special methods. The crossbow body was made of purple fir wood core, which was exposed to the sun and dried, and then cast by craftsmen mixed with mithril.

The crossbow arrows were also specially adjusted, with small feathers at the end, which were a little shorter than ordinary bows and arrows. The three-edged arrowheads were made of fine iron, engraved with blood grooves, and barbs on the outside. They were difficult to pull out because they bleed into the flesh.

There were more than 20 people behind Yan Hong who had such crossbows.

There were two large boxes of such crossbows behind Yan Hong.

"Boy, if you want to blame someone, blame your bad luck!" Yan Hong smiled grimly and waved his hand fiercely.

"Shoot!"

Swish swish swish swish!

The crossbowmen on both sides pulled the trigger one after another.

Each of these crossbow arrows has a force of thousands of pounds. Not to mention an ordinary warrior, even if it is against a beast, it can be shot into a hedgehog!

Bang, bang, bang, bang!

Although the crossbow arrows are dense and extremely lethal to warriors, they are useless to Han Yi. He just pulls out the black iron sword and easily blocks all the crossbow arrows and breaks them into pieces.

In the eyes of ordinary warriors, the lightning-fast rain of arrows is as slow as a turtle in the eyes of Han Yi, a martial artist. No, it should be slightly faster than a turtle.

And the huge force of the crossbow arrows that Yan Hong thinks is just an ordinary punch and kick attack on a martial artist.

But when one wave of crossbow arrows stopped, another wave of arrows came in succession.

Before the second wave of arrows arrived, the third wave of crossbowmen pulled the strings and shot arrows.

Three waves of arrows shot in succession, like waves crashing against the shore, one after another, without stopping, and perfectly coordinated.

This is a special crossbow array for dealing with warriors.

This array was specially developed by Huang Shanjun and taught to his men to use to catch thieves, suppress riots, and guard against city defenses.

He calculated the number of people in the small array and the speed of attack and the timing of changing arrows based on the warriors' approximate reaction time, speed, and defense.

Under strict training and seamless coordination, a crossbow array is like a monster with unlimited physical strength, which does not need to recover energy when attacking. Every attack is like a monster attacked by a peak blood refining master with all his strength.

It can be said that once this array is out, it is invincible under the martial arts master!

It is also with this crossbow array that Huang Shanjun has secured his position as the chief constable. When something happens, he sits on the Diaoyutai and sends out a crossbow team, which can easily solve everything.

But it can deal with warriors, but not martial artists...

After Han Yi blocked the first wave of arrows, he roughly calculated the speed, force, and attack direction of the subsequent arrows.

He used his flying swallow legs to move his feet, and the Qianyang force flowed. He tapped his feet and easily penetrated the arrows that were attacking like a barrage on the screen.

"How is this possible!"

Yan Hong widened his eyes and couldn't believe what he saw.

Before, why did he always look down on those so-called casual martial artists, Jianghu masters, and martial arts masters.

Because, those so-called murderers and martial arts masters, facing the crossbow formation led by him, often only need one round of arrows to strangle them.

For those who are slightly stronger, those sect leaders and leaders of forces are nothing more than two rounds of arrows.

For the rest of the stronger ones, even if they can withstand the arrows, they will either die or be injured. Moreover, he personally stepped forward to deal with them. In short, under the closely coordinated military formation, it is only a matter of time before they are killed.

And now, after three rounds of arrows, the man on the opposite side was completely unharmed, and even had time to grin at him!

‘How is it possible? ! ’

‘How is it possible that someone is intact under the crossbow array! ! ! ! ’

Yan Hong’s heart was shaken. At this moment, he still didn’t think that Han Yi might not be just an ordinary warrior, but a martial artist who had entered the Jin realm!

In fact, it was not that he didn’t think of it, but that he didn’t dare to think of it!

What if the person in front of him was a serious martial artist who had entered the Jin realm, then wouldn’t they be dead? !

Yes, this person must have practiced strange martial arts and had superb speed. He was so young and his face was so unfamiliar, he could never be a martial artist! ! !

“March crossbow array, change the array, string up, recover…” Yan Hong commanded loudly, without noticing the trembling eyes of his men.

"Oh..."

"You should tell me why you set up the checkpoint here..."

Around Han Yi, there were broken crossbows all over the ground. He held a crossbow between two fingers. He was watching Yan Hong's actions with interest and wanted to ask questions.

But after hearing Yan Hong's words, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the crossbow in his hand whistled out at three times the original speed.

How could he bully others like this? He came up and fought a face-to-face, and without saying a few words, he attacked like a bandit.

Even after finishing a wave, it would be fine if he didn't communicate well, but he actually wanted to attack again.

Even if it is a turn-based game, after you finish, it should be someone else's turn to attack!

Such unethical behavior would make even a clay man angry!

Puff!

Yan Hong watched the crossbow arrows flying at him. He wanted to dodge, but he couldn't dodge at all. All of a sudden, he was hit in the chest by the crossbow arrow and thrown out.

With a bang, he fell heavily to the ground and could no longer move.

A large amount of blood in his mouth and nose was squeezed out by the strong force attached to the crossbow.

"I... but the chief constable is optimistic about... this person, he is a martial artist... you dare..."

Yan Hong stretched out his hand in vain, wanting to say something, but he couldn't say anything, and his words were broken.

From the corner of his eyes, he could see his colleagues and subordinates, all of whom were terrified and fled in all directions, but they were easily caught up by the man in front of him, who knocked them to the ground with one punch like killing chickens and pigs.

"He... a martial artist..." Yan Hong finally realized at the end of his life that Han Yi was a serious martial artist.

"Sir... spare my life..." After understanding this, Yan Hong habitually squeezed out a flattering smile, which was the expression on his face when he faced Huang Shanjun.

But then, he fell into darkness. He stretched out his hand vigorously, trying to grab something, but in the end he could only fall down helplessly.

He had only one unwilling thought in the end. If he had discovered earlier that this person was a martial artist, he would have begged for mercy earlier...

"Interesting..."

Han Yiyi's clothes were flying, without a trace of blood on his body. There was a circle of corpses lying on the ground around him. As a martial artist, if he wanted to deal with these martial artists who were at most in the blood refining stage, it would be like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. With a punch and a kick, he could take a life in the blink of an eye, which was easier than cutting melons and vegetables.

Of course, his focus was not here, but in the distance...