The violent sword fairy pushing the world

Chapter 8
Shen Lang looked at the two corpses on the ground and didn't feel any discomfort. Facing the two killers who planned to attack him, his behavior could only be said to be self-defense.

If it wasn't for that Xiang Kun had a certain lack of information about him, he didn't know that he had cultivated to a first-grade warrior in just a few days, and those two killers who looked extremely cruel at first glance would definitely attack him on his only way. Solve his troubles.

Fortunately, he had the upper hand.

Shen Lang's heart was beating very fast now, but he still suppressed the throbbing, and untied the sack, revealing a middle-aged man with a big belly and a gold chain hanging around his neck. He could shoot extraordinary at first glance, piercing through the heart, Up to this moment, he was still bleeding continuously, his eyes were turned outwards, and he could not rest in peace.

"Hey, this person should have been implicated by me and suffered an indiscriminate disaster."

Shen Lang was in a bad mood. Those two killers were coming for him at first glance, just to squat on the only way he had to pass to take his life, and this uncle must have bumped into their actions, or saw it. They were armed with murder weapons, and they were killed.

"I don't know your name, but your death has something to do with me. We can't let you be thrown into the wild like this. We pay attention to returning fallen leaves to their roots."

There is no surveillance around here, and the killer's van blocked the only entrance, and the windows near the periphery were even blocked by the killer's sunscreen side shields, and there was no movement from the rear for the time being. Shen Lang repacked the sacks and moved them. Get in the car.

As for the other two corpses, their entire faces were beaten to pieces, and no one could recognize their identities just by their faces.

One was hit on the forehead by Shen Lang's lightning whip three times, his head was deformed, and his seven orifices were bleeding.

Seeing this, Shen Lang burst into compassion.

"Although you want to kill me, but death is like a lamp going out, and the grievances between us will be wiped out, and I will send you back to your roots."

He grabbed the backs of the two men's clothes and threw them on the back seat. Shen Lang directly sat in the driver's seat. Even though he was not more than eighteen in his two lifetimes, he was not inferior to those drivers in terms of driving skills. old driver.

He knew that there was a wasteland nearby, and there was a huge lake in the depths of the wasteland. There were few people there, and it was said that there were ferocious beasts. No one would disturb their rest.

Driving the van, Shen Lang went all the way unimpeded. The place he went was not the main road, but a small road with seven turns and eight turns. These places not only had no surveillance, they didn't even have a decent patrol force.

Soon, Shen Lang drove to the lake.

One of the corpses was pressed down on the accelerator, and with the help of the weight of the corpse, it caused an accident that looked like a car accident. The van and the three corpses in the car rushed directly into the center of the river. Finally, under the watchful eyes of Shen Lang, The surface of the lake is calm.

"The fallen leaves return to their roots, and the soul returns to the sea. This is a tradition. It also prevents you from being exposed to the wild. I hope no one will disturb your peace."

Returning the souls of the three people to the sea and finding where they belonged, Shen Lang returned to the original place, checked the scene carefully, and after confirming that he did not leave anything behind, he left directly.

As for the bloodstains, Shen Lang couldn't deal with them.

But in such a sweltering season, the high temperature will directly evaporate the blood on the ground, and the only rust smell will be covered up by the dark, wet and smelly alleyway.

After returning home, Shen Lang packed his clothes and washed up.

Sitting on the sofa lost in thought:
"Although it was a good intention to return the souls of those two killers to the sea, it also happened to avoid being discovered by Xiang Kun in a short period of time, but what happened today has sounded the alarm for me. On the way, tomorrow it is possible to rush into the house directly. If a few more waves of troops are lost in succession, that big brother Xiang Kun may attack directly. Now, Dad will definitely lose, and the family will be ruined by then."

"horrible!"

"People in this world are too cruel and terrifying. If you offend such a gangster, will there be no peace forever?"

Thinking of this, Shen Lang's face turned pale.

Big brother Xiang Kun, a second-rank warrior.

This information is not listed in detail like the Vajra Gate, but the clues that Shen Lang has searched over and over again, summed up from various discussions and news.

but……

He didn't expect that Xiang Kun was only a second-rank warrior. He thought that Xiang Kun, even if he couldn't compare to King Hu, the elder of the Vajra Sect, was at least a third-rank warrior. Otherwise, how could he lead those vicious members.

In fact, he was thinking too much.

"No, even if it's just a second-rank warrior, it's not something I can handle, and Xiang Kun has a large number of killers under his command. Even if he's not a warrior, there are more than ten... twenty... many killers who ambushed me today. It’s definitely close to death, let alone changing to a first-rank warrior.”

Shen Lang suddenly made a decision in his heart. He wanted to practice and try to cultivate to the level of a second-rank warrior before Xiang Kun came to him. Only in this way could he have the power to protect himself.

He even seeks revenge from Xiang Kun.

"system."

Shen Lang shouted, and a translucent system interface suddenly appeared, select [One-click training] [Fire Alchemy Body].

Compared with the bronze body, the cultivation of the silver body is undoubtedly much more difficult, perhaps because it covers the skills of breaking through to the second-rank martial artist, so it seems much more obscure.

There are a total of twelve esoteric movements in the fire refining silver body, covering the main parts of the human body. Each movement exercises a different part of the body. Strength is tempered into a special substance, and then it penetrates deeply into the warrior's skin and muscles, so that the warrior's body defense and physical strength can be greatly increased.

And the characteristic of this realm is that when the power is exerted, the skin of the whole body is covered with a faint silver color.

"Ding dong!" The system is running quickly, "Now start one-click cultivation, intimate reminder: During the cultivation period, the host will lose control of the body, please don't panic..."

The moment his body was taken over by the system, complex patterns flashed through Shen Lang's mind.

He stood upright, put his feet together, straightened his arms, slowly leaned back from his waist, bent, like a human arch bridge, his palms touched the bottom, the standard of movement was perfect, even if it was a warrior who created a fire-alchemy body The movement on the pattern can be perfectly set up like a system.

With his posture completely standard, his body inexplicably began to circulate energy. Shen Lang, who witnessed everything from the perspective of a bystander, suddenly felt a distinctive heat flow from his chest and abdomen to the back of his waist. His arms seemed to be subtly changing changing something.

In less than 5 minutes, Shen Lang's forehead was already full of sweat. If it were Shen Lang's own consciousness cultivation, he would still have a face full of pain at this moment, gasping for air, his body was on the verge of falling, and he felt that he had reached the limit that his consciousness could persist.

But under the system trusteeship practice, this concern does not exist at all.

Apart from the natural reaction of the body, Shen Lang didn't have any emotional fluctuations at all.

The cultivation of the silver body by fire is completely different from the cultivation of the copper body. The only thing they have in common is the extreme pain.

For any first-rank martial artist to cultivate the silver body, the first movement alone is enough to make him howl and the pain is unbearable.

However, the defensive effect obtained by this practice cannot dominate the same level. Sure enough, the fire alchemy body is just a low-level martial arts cheat book.

Shen Lang, who was watching everything from the sidelines, felt a little helpless. He had no other choice. He had already cultivated the body of fire, so he had no choice but to continue.

Boom!

At this time, there was a crackling sound outside the window.

Then there was a hasty clatter.

It's raining, and it's a torrential downpour.

(End of this chapter)