Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

Boom!!!

The whole meat mountain started to move. Fatty Zheng exerted force on his two sturdy feet, and the whole deck was shaking slightly. All the strength turned into a punch like a mountain pressing down on his head, and from bottom to top, it slammed into the palm of Bishui Shura.

Fatty Zheng could become the shopkeeper of the Monster Hunting Association and the biggest person in charge of Anyan City. Naturally, it was impossible for him to hold this position only by flattery and boasting.

The blood nourishing skill he practiced was the best at accumulating qi and blood. At this time, his fat was shaking violently, as if it had turned into hard muscles. The qi and blood strength contained in it was a good strength even from the perspective of a three-strength martial artist.

He knew that the situation in front of him was no longer a problem that could be avoided by talking, bragging, and building relationships. The other side was obviously planning to kill and eliminate all the insiders, so he naturally tried his best.

Fatty Zheng's overwhelming punch, with a body weighing over a thousand pounds, also added unimaginable power to this punch. He was confident that this was the best punch of his life.

Unfortunately, he met Bishui Shura, who was only one step away from being a master.

Bang! ! !

Bishui Shura's slender and white wrist, like a woman, seemed to be a light palm, and faced Zheng's fist head-on.

Bang! ! !

Fatty Zheng flew backwards at a faster speed, smashed the door of the hall directly, and sat down fiercely.

The banquet table in the hall instantly became a mess, and the cups, spoons, bowls and dishes were all broken.

At this time, seeing their leader's great power, the black-clothed killers brought by Bishui Shura were also immediately refreshed.

They were originally dark walkers who specialized in fighting. Wang Yunkai and Fatty Zheng were nothing more than ordinary warrior guards. In a moment, most of them were killed or injured, and they retreated step by step.

The scene seemed to become precarious for a moment.

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On the second floor of the hall, Han Yi stood high up, squinting his eyes and watching the fight below.

Judging from the current situation, the Bishui Shura and Yu Yuanshan were obviously here to hunt down Wang Lao and his group. He and Fatty Zheng were obviously the unlucky ones who were innocently affected.

These two people were powerful and well prepared, especially Yu Yuanshan, the sword of picking mountains. In the interval between the fierce fight with Wang Yunkai, he actually had the energy to observe the surrounding environment...

Such performance, coupled with the vague prompts given by the system, these two people, the weakest of them are all masters of great strength, just one step away from the master realm, while he himself is just an ordinary martial artist who has just cultivated two strengths to the top and has not yet mastered the three strengths martial arts.

So he was hesitating whether he should wade into this muddy water.

After all, he is not a member of the Monster Hunting Association, and he only met Dongyang College by chance. There is no need to fight for it.

But...

He looked at the waters around the Black Crocodile, and there were shadows everywhere. In the darkness, there were countless people in black, watching them from underwater.

The group of Bishui Shura was probably afraid that they would abandon the ship and escape. They not only chiseled off the rudder and oars of the Black Crocodile, but also laid a net in the surrounding waters to prevent anyone from escaping and leaking the news.

"Are you hesitating?" Suddenly, a cold female voice sounded, sneering, "Are you thinking of running away?"

Han Yi looked up and saw that a woman with long hair in black walked out of the room next to him.

It was the mysterious long-haired woman named Xunzhen whom he met on the deck.

"You and I are strangers." Han Yi said bluntly, "Also, meaningless sacrifice is meaningless. What's more, this storm was caused by you."

Xunzhen was stunned. Usually she was the one who preached to others. It seemed that this was the first time someone blamed her in a lecturing tone.

"Yeah..." She sighed and looked at the miserable situation on the deck.

Even in the dark night, with the lights swaying, the deck was covered with corpses, and dark red blood oozed from the densely packed corpses, gathering into streams and flowing out of the drainage channels on both sides of the deck.

If you look closely, you will find that most of the dead are guards on Wang Yunkai's side, and there are even a few people she is familiar with.

"Too many people died along the way... for me..." Xunzhen's expression was unbearable, with a look of grief in her eyes, "Uncle Liu... Hu Big Brother... Xiaoqing..."

Too many people died along the way because of her. They should have lived well, but they lost their lives because of an unfounded and impossible ideal.

Whether they are alive or dead, or those who are chasing her or protecting her, they are all people of the Daxuan court. They should have played a role in a better place, but they fought each other in this unknown darkness until the last drop of blood was drained!

"Enough!" She shouted, her long hair under the hood fluttering without wind, and her eyes under the veil revealed a firmness.

She didn't want to go on like this, didn't want more people to die for her, she wanted to stop all the bloodshed.

Could it be that my previous understanding... was all wrong? !

She lowered her head in confusion, her eyes dull.

"Hahaha, the real master has appeared, I said this method would work!" Bishui Shura, who had forced Fatty Zheng to retreat step by step, heard the voice, suddenly looked up at the second floor of the deck, and laughed wildly.

"Quick battle, quick decision!" Yu Yuanshan swung his long sword and forced Wang Yunkai to retreat with one move.

The two exchanged glances quickly and made a plan.

"The water will not fall!" Bishui Shura swept his legs in a series of sweeps, and a huge force surged from above. The whole person rose from the ground, and his legs were like a comic circle, and waves of shock force spread like water waves.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang! ! !

He kicked dozens of times in a row, and each kick hit Fatty Zheng's vitals hard.

Bishui Shura's heavy water force is known for its powerful force and shock. One layer of force after another is like a heavy hammer, smashing the wound and flesh into a blur.

Fatty Zheng screamed and fell into the dark hall, his life or death unknown.

Then, Bishui Shura stepped heavily on the deck, and he was like a ghost, rushing to the second floor.

This time, he was serious and was determined to take down the target. The speed of his explosive body movement was much faster than before.

"Miss!" Wang Yunkai's eyes were glaring, and he was extremely anxious. He had clearly told the young lady to stay in the house and that he could handle anything, but who knew...

But now is not the time to worry about this.

"A gentleman hides his ability and waits for the right time to act!" The short pen in his hand was like a flowing cloud of ink, and he slashed at Yu Yuanshan in a row.

Bang! !

A loud noise sounded between the two of them, and circles of visible ripples surged out and slowly disappeared.

Yu Yuanshan retreated several steps, his face flushed, and he was obviously seriously injured.

Seeing this, Wang Yunkai jumped up and tried to stop Bishui Shura.

"Want to leave!" Unexpectedly, Yu Yuanshan laughed wildly, and countless sword shadows seemed to bloom in his hand, like a silver light ball that exploded, which was only bright for a moment. A large amount of mountain-lifting power was like a sticky quagmire, pulling and distorting Wang Yunkai's body direction and movement speed.

Wang Yunkai had no choice but to turn around to block it.

At this moment, almost in a flash of black shadow, Bishui Shura had already reached the second floor of the deck.

"Get out of here!"

He grinned and slapped Han Yi's forehead fiercely. Obviously, he also regarded Han Yi as a personal bodyguard and wanted to slap him to death and abduct Xunzhen.

"Damn it!"

And Han Yi was also clear in his mind. He cursed secretly, knowing that the other party's target was only Xunzhen beside him, and he was just a passerby who was affected.

But the fighting scene was too chaotic, and this person's body movement was too fast. He appeared in front of Xunzhen just as he exposed his position.

Han Yi had no time to dodge, and no time to explain. He could only use his power hastily.

He didn't dare to neglect it. The opponent could beat Zheng Pangzi away in a few moves. It was unknown whether he was dead or alive. It was likely that he was a peak warrior among martial artists.

Feilong Gong was fully used, Qianyang Gong was violently encouraged, and the blood and qi surged in his body.

He jumped out with a straight step, and the power was entangled. He punched forward and hit.

The perfect combination of the two great powers, combined with the power-generating techniques, suddenly exploded. For a moment, he rushed forward like a cannonball that had been ignited.

Bang! ! !

The two of them moved quickly and exchanged more than a dozen moves in the blink of an eye.

Bishui Shura let out a light exclamation. He didn't expect that a guard who looked like he had a dark qi and blood, seemed to be injured, and whose strength was far lower than his could actually last so long under his hands.

However, he didn't have time to waste it here. He suddenly accelerated again, stepped forward, and smashed Han Yi's left shoulder with one palm like a big wave hitting the sand.

Although Han Yi was fully focused and prepared, he used the Flying Dragon Skill, turned on the rapid special effects, and turned around quickly to face him.

Unexpectedly, the other party turned his hand, easily changed direction, and suddenly accelerated and flashed from another place.

This sudden acceleration was too fast, far exceeding Han Yi's body reaction speed, and he didn't even see the afterimage.

In addition, after fighting for more than a dozen times, his arms were sore and weak, and his body was weak. The internal injuries he had suffered before had not healed yet. He could only watch the opponent's palm hit his chest fiercely.

Bang! ! !

In an instant, Han Yi was knocked several meters away, smashed the wooden door, and fell into the room.

Bishui Shura didn't even look at him, and had no intention of chasing him. His target was not Han Yi. At that moment, he flew towards Xunzhen like a big bird spreading its wings.

"Miss Xunzhen, let's go!" He stood in front of Xunzhen, with polite movements.

Xunzhen still lowered her head, silent, with a dull expression, as if she had no idea of ​​the changes in the outside world.

"Don't speak?" Bishui Shura grinned, "That means you agree!"

He was as good-looking as a woman with a ferocious face. If there was no order from above to bring Xunzhen back intact, why would he need to go through so much trouble?

He grabbed Xunzhen's left shoulder. In his eyes, Xunzhen was just an ordinary person. Even if he relied on ordinary physical strength, he had to hold back his strength and be careful not to hurt her.

"You said, does the realization of all dreams require violence?"

"What?" Bishui Shura was startled. Xunzhen's voice was too soft and too light, and he didn't hear anything.

He grabbed Xunzhen's left shoulder and grinned: "Let's go, Miss Xunzhen, don't force me to use force!"

Suddenly, he felt a ridiculous sense of crisis, but he looked around. All obstacles had been cleared away. The only threatening Wang Yunkai roared repeatedly, but was entangled by Yu Yuanshan and couldn't get away.

In front of him was just an ordinary woman.

"Don't force me!" He smiled grimly, exerted his arms, and prepared to take Xunzhen away by force.

As long as he completed this order, he might get enough resources to impact the Grandmaster realm!

"It seems that I was wrong..."

This time, he was closer and finally heard Xunzhen's mumbling.

However, the meaning of the words made him a little confused.

"What do you mean you are wrong..." Bishui Shura was a little confused, but he didn't finish his words.

Suddenly, Xunzhen looked up abruptly, and the ends of her black hair began to turn red, and the pupils in her eyes turned into strange yellow vertical pupils.

Bang! ! ! ! !

There was no blood surging, no power fluctuations, and no fancy postures and skills, just simple speed, strength, and explosion. The rest was aiming, swinging, punching, and then...

Half of Bishui Shura's head was gone, and a large amount of red and white things splashed out from it, splashing Xunzhen's face.

"You..." The arm of Bishui Shura, which had been tightly grasping Xunzhen's right shoulder, fell down helplessly. Half of his head disappeared, but with the vitality of a peak martial artist, he was still hanging on. The only remaining eye emitted a creepy light of fear.

"I was wrong!" Xunzhen's black hair turned completely blood red, and her two yellow vertical pupils stood up completely. She roared like a madman, "I was wrong. Violence is indeed the root of all evil, but it is also the best means to achieve your goals!"

Bang bang bang bang bang bang! ! ! !

Xunzhen punched dozens of times in a row, and countless sticky yellow, red and white liquids were stained on her fists, flowing down her fists to her shoulders, and finally dripping onto the deck.

Bishui Shura stopped struggling instantly, and the whole person suddenly stopped moving. The eyebrows were like paintings, and the poetic and beautiful face was like a woman's face. It had completely disappeared, leaving only a headless corpse, slowly sliding down from the second floor.

Bang! ! !

The body crashed onto the deck from the second floor, leaving a hole as big as a person.

"I understand..." Xunzhen looked at the bloody fist, with a strange light flashing in his eyes, "Violence can not only cause disasters, but also be used to protect..."

"I will never leave again..."

She shook her head, her hair drooping and shaking, her expression firm.