Tianhua City is more than ten times more prosperous than ten years ago.

People come and go, and they are flocking, and they are called to buy and sell, and the people are clamoring.

There were two people walking on the street, one of whom had thin eyebrows and square faces, elegant eyebrows and eyes, and he could walk on a dragon and tiger, as if he had the ambition to swallow and vomit inside the universe.

Next to him was a young man with white faces. He raised his eyebrows and felt endless heroic spirit.

"Brother Long, what do you think of this city?"

The middle-aged man asked.

"The orderly, strict laws and regulations, and popularity is like fire. Looking at the world, it is very rare to develop in such an orderly city!"

The young man replied.

"It's true!" the middle-aged man nodded, "What's even more strange is that the land in this city was re-planned a few years ago, distributed by people, and was not allowed to be bought or sold, without charging any agricultural tax, so that the people can truly have a surplus foundation!"

"There is such a strange thing?"

The young man was very surprised, "There is no agricultural tax, how can we ensure the operation of the entire city?"

"I just learned the details of the operation here, and it feels very novel!" said the middle-aged man. "They charge transaction tax. It doesn't seem to be much, but it's several times the agricultural tax, which is incredible!"

"Impossible!"

The young man was very surprised.

"I can't figure out the trick inside, but this city is very good. I plan to build a branch hall here so that the city can be used by me."

Middle-aged humanity.

"If you are discovered by the righteous path, and there will be a lot of fighting, it will probably be difficult to protect it in the end!" The young man frowned, "Besides, if my disciples come, wouldn't they make the mess here? Sect Master, everyone here has new clothes, every family has surplus food, and they don't die of freezing and starving. It can be called a paradise. If it is destroyed...!"

"If we can accomplish great things, I will expand into the whole world in this way!"

The middle-aged man spread his arms, embraces the world, has ambitions, and swallows up the eight wildernesses. "Only by giving up can you gain something!"

But at this moment, the two of them looked out of the city at the same time.

"interesting!"

The middle-aged man's expression moved, his figure flashed, and he had disappeared.

The man with love for the New Year followed closely and left quietly.

The pedestrians on the street were indifferent to their departure.

Fifty miles outside the city, outside a mountain village.

This village was silent, without any movement, and the sky was covered with extremely strong resentment.

"Senior brother, it's here!"

Zhang Li pointed to the mountain village road ahead.

His face was pale, and his serious injury was obviously not healed.

"It's such a courage to kill the village and destroy the households!"

Han Bing snorted coldly, held the knife with one hand, and walked forward with great strides.

He had sensed an extremely evil aura behind the village.

How fast they walked, they had already arrived in the woods behind the village. There was a blood pit, full of blood and corpses were piled up around them.

"It's really abominable!"

Seeing the scene in front of him, the Han soldier showed extreme anger and murderous intent rose up. Even Zhang Li narrowed his eyes and shone cold light.

"Is this the help you hired?"

In the middle of the blood pool, a young man in black was sitting cross-legged with red eyes. He saw tension at a glance, and then moved to Han Bing and smiled coldly, "I asked you to run away last time, this time, I will kill you, swallow your essence and blood, and eat your soul!"

"Who are you? Where are you from?"

The cold soldier stepped forward and asked coldly.

"You will know when I swallow my essence and blood!" The young man licked his lips, showing an excited look. "The power contained in your essence and blood must be greater than that of a village's untouchable!"

"court death!"

The cold soldier flashed with a sword and slashed in the air.

The knife air spews, cutting the air.

The young man in the blood pool rose into the air and pinched his hand to make a decision. The blood in the blood pool turned into a blood dragon and swept towards the cold soldier, but was cracked by a knife and blood spilled all over the ground.

The young man in black was also shocked.

"So strong!" The man in black was shocked, "It's not Taoism or magic, but it's like the martial arts in the secular martial arts world, but how could it be so strong?"

"Say, who are you?"

Han soldier held the knife in one hand and forced him forward.

"I want to know, go to hell!"

A blood light rose from the young man in black, turned into a skull, and a red light flashed from his eye sockets, and rushed over, frightening the cold soldier and quickly retreated.

"What kind of evil trick is this?"

Han Bing had never seen such a strange technique. His eyes flashed and his heart was restless. But he remembered the entrusted master from the distance and the power to force the other party to retreat with a knife just now. He couldn't help but become brave.

"Display it for me!"

The blood and blood were shaken, and the Qinglong Yanyue Sword was raised, and a "puff" sound was slashed, killing the skull, and a broken short sword fell into the air.

puff……!

The young man in black opened his mouth and squirted a mouthful of blood, and said in disbelief: "Have you actually cut off my magic weapon?"

"Magic weapon?"

The cold soldier remembered it in his heart, stepped forward and another knife.

The young man in black knew the terror, but where could he avoid it? He immediately set off and a blood-colored light curtain appeared in front of him, but it was easily cut open by a big knife.

He was about to be dismembered, the cold soldier turned the knife handle, turned the knife head, and slashed the black-air youth on the shoulder with the back of the knife.

Click!

ah……!

With a crisp sound, the young man in black screamed and was chopped out and fell into dust.

His entire left shoulder was shattered by the back of the knife.

"Say, who are you?"

The cold soldier came to the young man in black in one step, turned the tip of the knife and pointed it at his throat.

"If you dare to kill me, you will definitely die!"

The young man in black was sweating all over his head, but he gritted his teeth and felt a little tough.

"I really won't say it?"

Hanbing used to be a decisive person to kill, and now his eyes are cold and he shoots a fierce light, which makes the young man in black shrink. He has seen too many such eyes, so he has it. This is a look that is ready to take action.

"I said, I said!" The young man in black immediately withered, "My name is Xing Bin, he is a disciple of the Ghost King Sect. If you dare to kill me, the Ghost King will definitely not let you go!"

"Ghost King Sect, what?"

The cold soldier frowned.

Xing Bin immediately grinned and said in disbelief: "You don't even know about the Ghost King Sect?"

"Do I know?" Han Bing said, "Tell me, what is the Ghost King Sect?

"I'll tell you!"

At some point, a middle-aged man appeared under the tree next to him. When the Han Bing heard the sound, he reacted. His face changed wildly. He didn't care about killing Xing Bin, danced the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, protected his body, and retreated more than ten meters away.

"Who are you?"

Han Bing's pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip, and could appear silently around him without being noticed, so he must have a higher level of cultivation than him.

At this time, Zhang Li also came over and stood side by side with Han Bing.

"Greetings to the sect leader!"

Xing Bin showed joy, endured the injury, got up, and knelt on the ground.

"Useless stuff!"

This sect leader was the leader of the Ghost King Sect, one of the four major sects of Demonic Dao, and went there. He glanced at Xing Bin, snorted coldly, and looked at Han Bing, showing a curiosity.

"Brother Long, he does not practice Taoism, does not understand Buddhism, and does not understand magic. Why does he have such strong qi and blood? Strong strength?"

Thousands of people asked.

He was also constantly looking at Hanbing and Zhang Li.

"I have been practicing meditation for many years, and I really don't know!" Brother Long, one of the four guardians of the Ghost King Sect, appeared quietly by the ten thousand people, shook their heads, and seemed to have noticed it, "Only practicing qi and blood, condensed will, these methods are like martial arts in the world? But how could they be so strong? Judging from Xing Bin's state, he had just broken through and improved. Even the disciples of the seventh level of the Yuqing Realm of Qingyun Sect can compete, but they were defeated by such a young man."
To be continued...