The way of destiny is unpredictable and it is difficult to explore its laws.

Yuanshi Tianzun thought he was seeing the current situation.

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

Five hundred years ago.

Duanjiabao, which was once poor but had a hint of warmth, ignited a raging fire.

Ruins with painted black coke.

A half-old child, holding a hatchet and carrying a smaller girl on his back, walked out of the ruins and the corpse of his parents with difficulty.

"Yo!"

"Where are you still living?" A wanton and outgoing laughter came from outside the mountain village.

Several sound horses who had not left, blew whistles and held scimitars, walked towards the brother and sister.

"Boy, call me grandpa."

"Crawl through my crotch and I will spare your life!" said an extremely young man. His green trouser clothes were covered with blood, and other people's blood.

The voice of the great man caused a wave of wanton ridicule from the other three bandits around him.

One of them saw the dirty girl behind the boy's back, and then he smiled and said, "Hehe, it seems that there is a girl. Should I take it back to the cottage? Or should I sell it to the bustler in the feast?"

The unscrupulous laughter of several bandits and horses made the boy hold the hatchet in his hand tightly.

He seemed to see the despair and pain of his parents and villagers before their deaths.

The world is difficult, and the strong are respected.

Perhaps those famous and upright sects can bring fairness and justice to many regions.

But unfortunately, the influence of those genuine sects will not radiate to this small mountain village or this remote corner.

The darkness is still the theme of this world.

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

Because Duanjiabao's strength was too weak, including them too poor, they could not afford to hire the closest guard military equipment, they were destroyed by the Xiangma bandits who were stronger and robbed as their main business.

In this world, after all, it is a dark jungle society where big fish eat small fish and small fish eat shrimp.

This is true, from civilization and plane wars to 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 started talking laughed and laughed.

Being stared at by a half-aged child with a hatchet is also a novel experience for him for more than ten years of bandit career.

Some of the other three loud horses, some of them cheered, some of them watched the heat

The only one who made a fuss was that the last one urged him, "The second in commander and they all left, kill this kid quickly, take that girl away, let's go!"

Girls are more valuable than boys and have little resistance.

In addition, in the recent copycat, for some reason, I am collecting some boys and girls.

This boy must be a little older and not suitable for him. That girl should meet the standards.

This time, this band of bandits broke through Duanjiabao. In addition to looting, there was also part of the factor, which was to collect boys and girls.

The urging of his companions made the strong man spit on his side, and then he immediately stepped forward.

The horse's hooves were galloping closer and closer.

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

This guy is even urinating the scene where he is licking blood on his face. He likes to lick blood from the blade.

Directly ahead, the boy holding a hatchet in his hand gathered his arms and hugged his sister tightly.

When the loud horse ran towards him, he could feel his sister being grabbed tighter.

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

"Don't be afraid, Ning'er, brother, protect you." The boy tightened the hatchet in his hand.

I don’t know that it was the death of my parents and relatives, which stimulated the teenager.

It was his special physique, which broke out in a crisis that was far beyond the norm.

A dark silver glow flashed through the boy's eyes.

"See!"

Xiangma and the young brother and sister passed by each other.

One second later, the young and strong man divided into two halves with his sword!

The scorching blood splattered on the boy's cheek, and then he looked up at his other three enemies.

In the boy's eyes, silver flames rolled.

"How...how is it possible?" The other three horses couldn't believe it.

The knife just now was almost at its peak, and they didn't even see clearly how the young man took action.

Just a flash of silver light flashed, and the bandit who was still arrogant just now turned into two halves.

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

The aura of both sides suddenly changed!

The boy was in an offensive posture, and the three people opposite him were surprised

Not settled most.

The girl on the boy's back looked up and secretly looked at the scene around her, then hurriedly lowered.

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

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

"Qi!" "Qi!" "Qi!" Three more sword shadows flashed.

Three big and beautiful heads flew up in the sky!

When the scorching blood spread across the boy's face, the boy probably didn't know where he got such strength.

Moreover, this mysterious sword intent was not learned by a young man after tomorrow, but seemed to be his innate ability!

Why didn’t I find such a skill when I was chopping wood in a mountain stream?

If I could wake up early, my parents and fellow villagers would probably not...

People are forced out.

"Hmm? What's going on."

After the boy killed four people in a row, he had not yet escaped from that special state, a voice appeared again, a man in a black uniform.

This guy is also the young man's enemy, and he is the fourth leader of the bandits who killed the Duan Family Fort.

Facing the boy whose hatchet was still dripping with blood, the man in his strong suit frowned slightly. He did not underestimate the enemy, but his legs were slightly bent and he made a fighting posture.

This guy is a real trainer and is in the stage of bone training and skin training.

In the Immortal Civilization, not everyone can do immortal cultivation, just like knights in the wizard world, magicians are not that rampant.

Opportunities, followers, wealth, and even noble people are indispensable.

Most of the people are just the bottom of society. They may have heard of the name of immortals, but they only roll in the dust for their lives.

For those who have not entered the path of immortality, practicing martial arts is their only way out besides studying.

You can't do business anyway.

This time, the battle was completed in an instant.

When the young man suddenly slashed through the Siding House's chest, the Siding House, who had originally bombarded the young man's head, looked down at his lower body in disbelief.

The lower body wearing a black slut, split directly from the upper body, and the rich and fishy blood instantly covered the surrounding ground.

A martial arts practitioner has strong qi and blood. From the "blood volume" of this fourth leader, you can see the difference between him and the minions just now.

But unfortunately, it's useless!

The Fourth Head Family has become another soul under the boy's hatchet!

"How is that possible! I obviously avoided it just now..." The Fourth Head of the House, who had only the upper half of the body, was not dead for a moment.

Although he has not reached the first level of life, which is commonly known as the "foundation" stage, relying on the power of blood and energy to live a few more breaths, he also shows that this person's martial arts skills are very strong.

"No... I am a lay disciple who is attracted by Tianyu Sect and is about to join the Shengxian Sect..."

"I want to become an immortal! I can't die..." Another ball of sticky blood poured out from under the Sidun family. The guy, who was dying, raised his hand and reached into the sky, as if touching his so-called "Immortal Gate".

At this time, the boy also spitted a ball of blood from his mouth. He just now used the man's right fist, but actually hit the boy's left shoulder.

In addition, forcing his physical potential to explode for so long, he has exerted speed and strength that is not his physical fitness, which has caused many areas of the boy's skin to crack blood marks.
To be continued...