Chapter 107 Masked Man
Between the deserted hills, several monks were fighting desperately.
A layer of simple formations was surrounding these monks to cover up the fluctuations of the fighting skills.
If it weren't for Yang Hao's strong mental power, he probably wouldn't have been able to detect this battle easily.
"Kill them all!"
The ones who took the initiative to attack were two men in the late stage of Qi refining. One was fat and the other was thin. They both wore skull masks. They were ruthless and ruthless. They were not good people at first glance.
On the other side, there were only three monks, apparently a family of three.
A middle-aged couple, plus a boy who looked slightly younger than Yang Hao.
There were many corpses wearing similar clothes to theirs lying on the ground around them, and they seemed to be their family members and relatives.
"Mei Fu, take Xiao'er and run away quickly, I'll stop them!"
Among them, the middle-aged man's cultivation level reached the ninth level of Qi Refining. He withstood the attacks of many enemies alone. His clothes were in tatters and exposed a lot of them. The wounds and the magic weapon in his hand were also dull and covered with many cracks.
The wife is in her mid-thirties, with a lithe body, and her cultivation level is only at the sixth level of Qi Refining; the son is fifteen or sixteen years old, and his cultivation level is only at the third level of Qi Refining.
The fatter masked man, who was also at the ninth level of Qi Refining, was manipulating a long sword, a magic weapon, forcing the middle-aged man into danger, and once again suffered several wounds on his body.
Another short, skinny man in a mask was only at the eighth level of Qi Refining. He controlled a long magic weapon and kept whipping the protective shield around the middle-aged beautiful woman.
"Hehe, although you are a bit old, you have taken good care of yourself, your skin is supple, and you have a good figure. If you are willing to give up your resistance and serve me well, I will not be able to consider letting your husband and children go." The thin masked man said on his side
. He smiled while attacking, his greasy eyes scanning the beautiful woman's graceful curves up and down.
"You bastard, when is this? You still have sperm in your head!? Kill them quickly. If they escape in a while, see how I deal with you!" The fat masked man on the other side yelled angrily, and his hands also accelerated at the same time
. The attack forced the middle-aged man to be unable to distract himself from the condition of his wife and children.
"Okay, second brother, let me do it now!"
The thin masked man felt a little regretful, but he did not dare to disobey the second brother's order. At the moment, he had to use all his strength to stimulate his spiritual power. The long whip of the magic weapon bloomed with purple rays of light. The whip broke the beautiful woman's protective shield.
Immediately afterwards, he pursued the victory and hit the beautiful woman's head directly with another whip. The next moment, the beautiful woman's head was like a watermelon, beaten to pieces.
Then, before the young men around the beautiful woman could scream, he whipped the young men to death.
"Fu Mei! Xiao Er! I will fight with you!" The
middle-aged husband caught a glimpse of this scene from the corner of his eye and was instantly filled with grief and anger, his eyes were split open, and he let out a desperate roar.
"Not good!"
The fat masked man saw that the situation was not good and quickly retreated.
The middle-aged man's eyes were red, and his whole body expanded rapidly like a balloon. In just one second, his body expanded into a huge round meat ball.
Bang!
Just as a loud noise was heard, the middle-aged man's body had disappeared, leaving only a big black pit on the spot.
Looking at the fat masked man again, although he realized something was wrong in advance, unfortunately he was not fast enough when he retreated, and was directly hit by the middle-aged man's explosion at close range.
The protective magic weapon was directly shattered, and the remaining shock wave still had considerable power, causing serious injuries to its internal organs. The body was unable to support it, and it fell to its knees, with black blood overflowing from its mouth unconsciously.
"Second brother, are you okay? Quickly, take the Jade Spirit Pill to heal your injuries." The
thin masked man on the other side was far away and was not seriously injured. When he saw the fat masked man kneeling on the ground, he quickly came to his side. He asked with concern in front of him, and at the same time, he quickly took out a bottle of Jade Spirit Pill from his storage bag and handed it to the other party.
"I'm fine, just a little injury to my internal organs."
The obese masked man took advantage of the situation and took a Jade Spirit Pill, waving his hand and saying.
"Don't worry about me now. Go and search for something. We have to leave here quickly. Once these monks from the sect die, the nearby monks will get the news." "This is not far from the Yong Kingdom where the Qingyang Sect is located. Don't be afraid of a sudden attack.
" Wan, just in case, move quickly!"
The fat masked man forced himself to suppress the injury and ordered the thin masked man.
"Yes!"
The thin masked man was shocked and quickly turned around to search for the loot.
In just a few minutes, a family of three died.
Yang Hao watched from a distance. Even if he wanted to rescue, it was too late.
At the moment when he saw three people dying one after another, Yang Hao sighed secretly and had a deeper understanding of the law of the jungle in the world of immortality.
However, he had no intention of avenging others, eradicating violence, and acting bravely for justice.
They met by chance and could help them bury the bodies later, which would be considered the most benevolent thing.
But at this moment, he heard the last words spoken by the fat masked man.
"This family of three are actually monks of my Qingyang Sect? Then I have to take care of it."
Yang Hao's eyes flashed slightly, and he suddenly changed his mind.
If they were just simple strangers, Yang Hao would naturally not want to meddle in other people's business, but since these three people were disciples of the same sect and were very sensible, Yang Hao shouldn't stand idly by when he saw them.
At least, within the scope of my ability, it is still possible to help them get revenge.
However, due to the formations surrounding the two masked men, it was impossible for Yang Hao to silently touch them and launch a righteous sneak attack.
Therefore, the only choice now is to be strong and positive.
However, this is nothing.
Yang Hao's current strength, except for the foundation-building stage, is really worthy of any other Qi-refining monk.
He came to the formation and swung his knife casually, and the simple formation was torn apart instantly like paper.
"Who!?"
At the same time, the two masked men in the formation also noticed the abnormality of the formation for the first time, and quickly leaned together, looking warily in the direction of Yang Hao.
"Boy, you are only at the sixth level of Qi Refining. How dare you imitate other people's righteous knights to meddle in other people's business!? While you are in a good mood, get away as far as you want!" When he sensed the fluctuation of spiritual power in Yang Hao's body, he could only practice Qi Refining
. At the sixth level, the fat masked man at the ninth level of Qi Refining breathed a sigh of relief, and shouted at Yang Hao with a fierce look on his face.
"What if I don't?"
Yang Hao smiled jokingly and had some fun thoughts.
"No? Then stay alive!"
The fat masked man sneered. Before he finished speaking, he shot a black needle-shaped magic weapon from his arms. The speed was extremely fast and there was no warning. Most people could not react at all. .
In the blink of an eye, the black needle-shaped magic weapon had arrived in front of Yang Hao, and it was about to hit his heart in the next moment.
(End of chapter)