When Chen Junhao was extremely proud, he was suddenly plotted by Liang Shaochong. He suddenly felt a numbness in his ribs, and a vast force poured into his body. All the pulses in his body seemed to be blocked, as if it was an endless river.
, was suddenly hit by a huge boulder, blocking the way of the flowing water.
Chen Junhao lowered his head and looked at the place where he had been hit. There was a sudden bulge, and the veins and blood vessels in his body were all visible. They suddenly swelled up strangely, and he was shocked: "Why is this happening?"
"You've been hit by my "Pulse-cutting and Soul-cutting Finger"! Wait and see the Lord of Hell!" Liang Shaochong said with a faint smile.
"I hate you so much! If I had known, I would have cut off your hands and feet first." Chen Junhao was filled with regret and stared at Liang Shaochong, unforgettable hatred erupting like sparks.
Chen Junhao was always cautious in his actions. Normally, Liang Shaochong would have pretended to be fainted, and it would have been difficult to deceive him. He just blamed him for being too profit-driven, and was afraid of the sudden appearance of Deacon Li, so he did not further check whether Liang Shaochong was really fainted.
Liang Shaochong said coldly: "So, you have to die." After taking the high-level Huangpin pulse treasure "Purple Brilliant Qingyun Sword" from his body, he picked up the "Blue Brilliant Rainbow Sword" on the ground, and with a flash of his body, he quickly
Quickly plunge into the shadows of the forest, moving as neatly as a hare
Just when Liang Shaochong disappeared in the forest, the Blood Demon Man Li Deacon had already flown to the scene.
As soon as he saw the tragic death of his subordinate, Deacon Li was so angry that his nostrils burst with anger. He rushed to Chen Junhao, picked him up with one hand, and shouted loudly: "Tell me, how could this happen? Liang Shaochong
Went there"
At this time, Chen Junhao continued to help, and his whole body swelled up like a toad. He moved his lips and struggled to say a few broken words: "He... escaped! I have something... to do."
Let me tell you, he has heaven..., and he also..."
Chen Junhao originally wanted to tell Deacon Li that Liang Shaochong not only possesses a heavenly sense of pulse, but may also possess "forty levels of heavenly crystals"
But Deacon Li was already angry with Chen Junhao and ignored what Chen Junhao said. He threw him to the ground and cursed: "Useless thing. It's in vain that you are one of the rare geniuses in the world and you still can't defeat Liang Shaochong.
Let him run away." He ignored the other person's life and death and dodged towards the forest.
Chen Junhao's face was ashen, and his whole body immediately exploded.
"boom!"
An extremely majestic and terrifying force centered on Chen Junhao and spread out in all directions. Fires flashed and sawdust flew. The vast power was like the roar of the angry sea, breaking and destroying the trees everywhere.
******
After killing Chen Junhao, Liang Shaochong wrapped the three pulse treasures in his hand with black cloth, carried them behind him, and moved forward cautiously, avoiding three groups of people looking for him. He walked like this for half an hour, in the forest.
I actually found a lonely path
Liang Shaochong walked cautiously along the path and met another second group of people looking for him.
In addition to the Yamo Sect, these people who were looking for him also had disciples from various monastic sects.
Liang Shaochong sighed secretly, knowing that wherever he went in the future, there would be people following him, so it would be extremely difficult for him to do so.
After walking like this for a long time, Liang Shaochong finally saw a small town. He put on a simple make-up, took off the silk and satin on his body, put on the shabby cloth he picked up from the forest, and transformed into a boy scavenging in the countryside before leaving.
Got out
As soon as he arrived in the town, Liang Shaochong saw various cultivators resting here. These cultivators were sitting around in groups, talking loudly, and the content of what they said was almost all about himself.
Some cultivators saw Liang Shaochong approaching and glared at him. Seeing him dressed like this, they stopped paying attention to him...
Of course, these practitioners could not have imagined that Liang Shaochong would be so bold, blatantly walking back and forth around them, and standing next to them to listen to their conversation.
From the conversations of these practitioners, Liang Shaochong immediately knew that this small town was a place called Meiling Town, which was just over a hundred miles away from Jingchu Town.
Although Liang Shaochong was eager to return home and wanted to rush back to Wusha Fort early to rescue Wu Baifeng, it was getting late now. If he acted rashly at night, he would probably hit the enemy ambushing in the dark, and the gain would not be worth the loss.
Liang Shaochong came to the ancestral hall in the town and found that there were more than a dozen people living in an open space at the entrance of the ancestral hall. They were obviously a group of mercenaries escorting goods. Liang Shaochong ignored them and found a place to work.
place and lay down on the spot
When Liang Shaochong just lay down, a pair of sharp eyes in the mercenary group immediately stared at Liang Shaochong. When he saw that the other party had no reaction, he hid his gaze.
The weather gradually became dark. The moon in the sky rose from behind the fields, round and bright. The moonlight was like silver, shining everywhere.
At this time, someone from the mercenary group built a fire and roasted mutton.
Under the reflection of the firelight and moonlight, the entire open space looked dark, hazy, and psychedelic, as if it was covered by a gauze.
About half a quarter of an hour later, the mutton had been roasted and turned into a golden color. It was fragrant and mouth-watering. The mercenaries held up their chopsticks to drink wine, shouted loudly, and started eating and drinking boldly.
After three rounds of drinking, a tall middle-aged man from the mercenary group walked out of the crowd. He was holding a pile of roasted mutton and a bottle of wine in his hand, and walked towards Mr. Liang.
Although Liang Shaochong closed his eyes, he completely felt that this person was running towards him. He immediately narrowed his eyes and stared at him, then closed them again.
Liang Shaochong discovered that the person who came was peeking at him for the first time, the man with sharp eyes.
This man is about forty years old, tall and strong, with broad shoulders, a red face, and strong blood. He walks with the stride of a dragon and a tiger, and there is an astonishing majesty between his brows.
"Brother, can I sit here?" the tall middle-aged man asked kindly.
Liang Shaochong pretended to be extremely nervous, hugging his worn-out wrapping bag tightly. He shook his head first, and then nodded. He looked at the mutton skewers in the other person's hands and kept swallowing, looking hungry.
The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said: "My name is Dong Zongbin, and I am the leader of the Iron Tiger Mercenary Group. I don't have any ill intentions. I have been paying attention to you for a long time just now, and I found that you haven't eaten anything, so I brought you some mutton and wine.
you drink"
Liang Shaochong shook his head and nodded again, pretending to be scared all the time.
Seeing Liang Shaochong's frightened expression, the middle-aged man Dong Zongbin felt relieved and said that the other party was timid and did not dare to talk to him. He immediately placed the mutton and wine in his hands at Liang Shaochong's feet and turned around to leave.
At this time, Dong Zongbin was completely relieved
This time, it was extremely important for him to secure a escort. A slight mistake could lead to the annihilation of his entire Iron Tiger mercenary group, so no detail could be spared.
It wasn't until Dong Zongbin left that Liang Shaochong quickly picked up the mutton and wine and started devouring it.
Counting the days, Liang Shaochong had not had a full meal for at least three days and three nights. At this time, in order to suit his status as a scavenger, he started eating and drinking without paying attention to his appearance.