Chapter 2024: Beheading the Immortal

The path of destiny is ever-changing and its laws are difficult to explore.

Yuanshi Tianzun thought that what he saw was the current scene.

In fact, what he divined was a scene from five hundred years ago.

Five hundred years ago.

Duanjiabao, which used to be poor but had the slightest warmth, ignited a raging fire.

Among the ruins and pitch-black charcoal.

A half-year-old child, holding a hatchet and carrying a smaller girl on his back, struggled to walk out of the shelter of the ruins and the corpses of his parents.

"Yo!"

"Is there anyone left alive?" The wanton laughter came from outside the mountain village.

Several thieves who had not yet left were approaching the brother and sister, blowing whistles and holding machetes.

"Boy, call me grandpa."

"Get under my crotch and I will spare your life!" said a very young man. His green kurzu clothes were covered with blood, other people's blood.

The big man's voice caused a burst of wanton ridicule from the other three bandits around him.

One of them saw the dirty girl who looked like a ball of mud on the back of the young man, and then he smiled and said, "Hey, there seems to be a girl. Should she take it back to the village? Or sell it to the bustard of Frivolous City?" Son?"

The unbridled laughter of several bandits made the young man tightly hold the hatchet in his hand.

He seemed to see the despair and pain of his parents and fellow villagers before they died.

The world is tough and the strong are respected.

Perhaps those well-known and decent people can bring fairness and justice to many areas.

But it is a pity that the influence of those authentic sects will not radiate to this small mountain village, this remote corner.

Darkness and confusion are still the theme of this world.

Strength is the only criterion for judging morality and right and wrong!

Because Duanjiabao was too weak, and they were too poor to afford the nearest garrison, they were destroyed by the stronger bandits who mainly made a living by looting.

After all, this world is still a dark jungle society where big fish eat small fish and small fish eat shrimps.

This is true whether it is as big as a civilization and plane war or as small as the destruction of a small mountain village.

"What, you want to fight me?"

"Boy, can you hold the knife in your hand tightly?" the strong man who spoke first laughed.

Being stared at with a hatchet by a half-grown child was also a novel experience for him after more than ten years of being a bandit.

The other three thieves included some who were booing and others who were watching the show.

It was noisy. Only the last one urged, "The second master and the others are gone. Kill this boy quickly and take away the girl. Let's go!"

Female babies are more valuable than male babies and have less resistance.

In addition, recently, for some unknown reason, some boys and girls have been collected in the village.

This boy must be a bit old and not suitable. The girl should meet the standard.

This time, this group of bandits broke into Duanjia Fort. In addition to looting, part of the reason was to collect boys and girls.

The urging of his companion made the strong man spit at his side, and then he clapped his horse and stepped forward.

"Go! Go! Go!" The sound of galloping horse hooves is getting closer and closer.

According to this strong man's confidence in his sword skills, it only takes a moment for a big head to fly into the sky.

This guy is even imagining the scene of blood splattering on his face. He likes to lick the blood with his knife.

Directly in front, the young man holding a hatchet in his hand gathered his sister behind him and hugged him tightly.

When the thieves galloped towards him, he could feel his sister's grip tightening on him.

"Brother, I'm afraid." The younger sister buried her head in the boy's neck.

"Don't be afraid, Ning'er, brother will protect you." The young man clenched the hatchet in his hand.

I don't know if it was the death of his parents or relatives that stimulated the young man.

It was his special physique that exploded far beyond the limits of common sense in times of crisis.

A touch of dark silver light flashed from the young man's eyes.

"歘!"

The thief and the young brother and sister passed by each other.

A second later, the young man was cut in half with a knife!

Hot blood splashed onto the young man's cheek, and then he looked up at his other three enemies.

Silver flames billowed in the young man's eyes.

"How... how is it possible?" the other three thieves asked in disbelief.

The sword strike just now was so fast that they didn't even see how the young man made the move.

With just a flash of silver light, the bandit who had been so arrogant just now turned into two halves.

At this time, the young man slowly walked towards the three of them.

The auras of both sides suddenly changed!

The young man was in an offensive posture, and the three people opposite him looked at him with surprise and suspicion.

Not settled much.

The girl on the boy's back raised her head to glance secretly at the surrounding scene, then hurriedly lowered her head.

It seems that my brother's back is the widest harbor.

"What do you want to do?" one of them exclaimed.

"歘!" "歘!" "歘!" Three more knife shadows flashed past.

Three big heads flew into the air!

When the hot blood spread all over the young man's face, he probably didn't know where he got such strength.

Moreover, this mysterious and mysterious sword intention is not something the young man has learned, but seems to be his innate ability!

Why didn't I find this ability when I was cutting firewood in the mountain stream before?

If I could wake up earlier, my parents and fellow villagers might not...

People are all forced out.

"Huh? What's going on?"

After the boy killed four people in a row, before he was released from that special state, a voice appeared again. It was a man in black tights.

This guy was also the boy's enemy, the fourth leader of the bandits who massacred Duanjiabao.

Facing the boy with the hatchet in his hand still dripping with blood, the man in tights frowned slightly. He did not underestimate the enemy, but slightly bent his legs and prepared for a fighting posture.

This guy is a real martial artist, in the stage of forging bones and training skin.

In the fairyland civilization, not everyone can cultivate immortals, just like the knights and magicians in the wizard world are not so rampant.

Chance, footwork, wealth, and even the appreciation of nobles are indispensable.

Most of the common people are just at the bottom of society. They may have heard of the name of immortals, but they have only rolled in the dust all their lives.

For those who have not embarked on the immortal path, practicing martial arts is their only way out besides studying.

You can't go into business.

This time, the battle was still completed in an instant.

When the young man slashed across the chest of the fourth boss, the fourth boss, who was originally attacking the young man's head, looked down at his lower body in disbelief.

The lower body in black tights was directly separated from the upper body, and the thick and fishy blood instantly covered the surrounding ground.

People who practice martial arts have strong blood and qi. From the "bleeding amount" of this fourth boss, we can see the difference between him and the few minions just now.

But unfortunately, it was useless!

The fourth boss became another dead soul under the boy's hatchet!

"How is it possible! I just dodged it..." The fourth boss, who only had the upper half of his body left, was not dead for a while.

Although he did not reach the first level of life, which is commonly known as the "foundation building" stage, he lived a few more breaths with the power of blood and qi, which also showed the strength of this person's martial arts skills.

"No... I am a lay disciple chosen by the Tianyu Sect and will soon join the Shengxian Gate..."

"I want to become an immortal! I can't die..." Another ball of sticky blood gushed out from under the Fourth Master. The guy, who was on his deathbed, raised his hand to the sky, as if he was touching his so-called "immortal gate".

At this time, the boy also spit out a ball of blood from his mouth. The right fist that just subdued the man actually hit the boy's left shoulder.

In addition, he had been forcibly exploding his physical potential for so long, exerting speed and strength that did not belong to his physical fitness, causing the boy's skin to crack and form blood marks in many places.

The focus was on the right shoulder, as if the bones were broken.

Due to the severe pain, the boy was released from that special state of mind and heard the murmur of the black-clothed man before he died.

The boy's eyes were full of hatred for the black-clothed man and those bandits.

He also heard his mother tell stories about immortals when he was young.

But now he heard that the black-clothed man could actually ascend to the immortal gate and become a so-called "immortal".

The young man said viciously, "If you become an immortal, I will kill the immortal!"

The words "kill the immortal!" caused a "boom" in the surrounding sky.

Thunder rolled and a storm rose.

In a blink of an eye, this remote mountain village ushered in the summer rain.

The pain in his right shoulder, the severe impact on the mental level, and the excessive use of his physical potential made the young man finally have no strength after saying this cruel word, and he fell to one side.

In the heavy rain, the young man vaguely saw his sister rushing towards him, and the fear and worry on her face.

"I will protect you..." Before losing consciousness, the young man was still murmured.

"Brother!"

In the prehistoric land, Dongsheng Shenzhou, Tianyun Empire under Aolai Kingdom.

Taixi County, Tiemazhou, the ruins of Duanjiabao on the border of Conglan County.

The young man held a hatchet and brought his sister to welcome his own life.

"If you become an immortal, I will kill the immortal!"