This warrior is so fierce

Chapter 293 Demons
"Send it, send it to Your Excellency!"

Old man Feng is going crazy, the man in black with the bronze mask is like a ghost.

One sentence broke his arm.

His limbs were broken, and he lost a lot of energy and blood. How long would it take to recover?

He didn't dare to look at Cao Su too much, worried that he couldn't hide the venomous gaze, but he shouted that he would give it to Cao Su.

"Too weak. Although you have a lot of qi and blood, it is not strong, as if it is just accumulated in the body. Can this kind of qi and blood really help you delay aging?"

Cao Su clicked his tongue in amazement, looking at the old man Feng in front of him, after losing a lot of energy and blood.

Deeper wrinkles gradually appeared on the face, and the skin became obviously rougher and older.

Old man Feng didn't dare to answer Cao Su's question anymore, and urged him directly: "Your Excellency wants to get the blood scriptures, I will give it to you directly."

He meant to let Cao Su study by himself, and his attitude was extremely bad.

Cao Su frowned, and raised his foot again.

"Forgive your life, spare your life!"

"Blood menstruation, the blood menstruation is in the old man's house, don't you want blood menstruation?"

Cao Su stopped in time and did not step on Old Man Feng to death.

He stretched out his hand to carry it, then carried old man Feng back to Xiaotao Town.

At this time, Xiaotao Town entered the night, but because of the "thief" in the Feng family, the whole Feng family was in chaos.

The Feng family is a big family in Xiaotao Town, when the Feng family was in chaos, the entire Xiaotao Town also broke the silence of the night.

There are Feng family holding torches everywhere, some are guards, some are children of Feng family, side rooms, etc. Everyone is looking for the "disappearing Patriarch".

Speaking of the Patriarch of the Feng Family, he is also a man of the hour in Xiaotao Town.

The memories of the older generation are already very blurred, they only remember that the Patriarch of the Feng family lived for a long time.

In the past, people in the town said that the head of the family was over a hundred years old.

But later, the people who made such rumors died, and the head of the Feng family said that he was over 80 years old.

Everyone said that he was in his 80s, and everyone believed that he was in his 80s.

But in his 80s, he can be considered an advanced age, but he has never hosted any business banquets.

On the contrary, the body of the head of the Feng family is extremely tough.

Every once in a while, they will marry a wife and continue to have children.

This is where the weirdness lies. People found that the Feng family seemed to have not given birth to a son in the past few decades. Under the head of the Feng family, except for some nephews from partial branches, the main house rarely left any male sons.

She gave birth to several daughters, all of whom were grown up and married far away.

Now only the 19-year-old youngest daughter is left, and she stays under her knees for joy.

The name is quite pleasant, called "Feng Huan'er".

Although the Feng family didn't have any main family males, in order to extend the family, the head of the Feng family also found some partial males, who were adopted to his knees as candidates for successors.

In short, although the Feng family has a large family, a lot of land, and a prosperous business, it is somewhat chaotic and strange.

People in the town are not surprised, and people who travel north and south don't pay attention to the local gentry. For so many years, they have been living in such a muddle.

Until this time when Young Master Du fell into the water and died, things seemed to go wrong.

In the past, there were people from the public family who came to settle the case, so it wasn't so noisy?

Small town residents don't quite understand.

Seal the backyard of the house, seal the old man's yard
Cao Su carried him into the wing room and ordered Old Man Feng to hand over his menstrual bleeding.

The situation is stronger than others, and Feng Huan'er, the old man's greatest reliance, ran away again, so he could only choose to compromise with Cao Su first.

So under the head of the bed, he took out a scripture book.

There is only one word written in the scriptures - blood!

blood!
Cao Su had never heard of this scripture before. Is this a secret book of martial arts?Judging by the state of the head of the Feng family, this is probably not an ordinary martial arts secret book.

He opened the scriptures and read them on the spot.

By the moonlight, the words on the scriptures entered Cao Su's eyes without missing a word.

This is a scripture written thousands of years ago, and the name of the person who wrote it is—Old Blood Crow.

The material of the book is special, and the things written on it are also very appalling.

It turned out that this book taught a strange ritual called "Blood Raven Art". Through such a ritual, the energy and blood of the caster could be absorbed and adopted, so as to fill one's own energy and blood and improve the body's physical appearance.

But this "blood crow technique" cannot be easily cast.

Every time it is cast, it needs a certain amount of time and conditions.

The most stringent condition is that there should be a relatively close blood relationship between the caster of the "Blood Crow Art" and the castee.

When the blood is connected, the qi and blood can communicate, and the fusion and absorption can be accelerated.

When Cao Su saw this, he already understood the whole story.

This blood crow old man is very strange, to be able to create such a heaven-defying spell.

According to the book, this technique breaks free from the shackles of many systems such as "Taoism, martial arts, and demonism", and originates from "human energy and blood".

"The blood scriptures are sent to Your Excellency, and I hope to spare my life. It is really not easy for an old man to live for more than a hundred years."

Old man Feng's eyes are clear now, and he keeps kowtowing to Cao Su for mercy.

Cao Su didn't want to comment too much on this person.

He suddenly reached out to take off his bronze mask.

"Don't, don't, I don't see it, I don't see it!"

"I understand the rules, and if you look at it, you will die." Old man Feng closed his eyes when he saw that Cao Su was about to take off his mask, not wanting to see Cao Su's face, so as to save himself a way to survive.

Cao Su said coldly, "You never had a son?"

Old man Feng fell silent suddenly.

The other party suddenly asked this question, pointing directly at the core of the scriptures.

Should I tell him the truth?
Old man Feng hesitated, and a long time passed in a daze.

There was a gust of wind outside the house, and he was startled, and quickly opened his eyes.

I saw that there was no one else in the wing room.

go. finally go
He fell limply on the ground, and his limbs still felt severe pain, but this crisis was finally overcome by him.

He almost thought he was going to die from the other party's question just now.

Panting heavily, he opened his eyes and looked at the beams, his thoughts suddenly returned to the past.

A long time has passed, probably going back a hundred years.

He didn't find the book of blood scriptures.

It was obtained by his eldest son occasionally in the process of doing business.

The eldest son is an honest man who has always worked hard and worked hard for the family business to get rich. He led the caravan to travel all over the world and made a name for himself.

One day, his son came home.

specifically found him.

"Father, I have found a cure for your disease!"

Lying on the bed, he looked haggard, living a life like a living dead.

The life-saving scriptures became the last straw he wanted to grasp.

People who have drowned don't want to drown again.

He began to study the blood crow technique hard.

Finally, on a stormy night, with the help of his eldest son, he completed the Blood Raven Technique, and obtained all his vitality from a young and strong boy.

The life of the young man passed away, but he was continued. For the first time in more than ten years, he successfully stood up.

more than ten years later
One day, the middle-aged eldest son found him suddenly.

The eldest son looked gloomy and listless.

Tell him that someone seems to be looking for blood scriptures in the Jianghu, and they are very dangerous.

But the danger did not happen, and they still lived a very good life, comfortable and comfortable, and no one disturbed them.

The eldest son warned him several times that it was an evil book and should not be kept.

But he was unwilling. Since then, his mentality has begun to change.

As he grew older, his body deteriorated and became more and more powerless.

He felt that death was approaching, and the evil spirit was getting closer and closer to him.

He didn't want to die, so he secretly prepared the materials for the Blood Crow Technique.

It was still a stormy night when the eldest son discovered his movements.

"Father, you!"

The eldest son, who is in his 50s, was shocked.

His beloved father finally failed to escape the curse of blood classics.

The Taoist who gave him the book told him about the curse of the scriptures, but he didn't take it to heart in order to save his father.

The skinny old man Feng, his eyes were bloodshot.

He has been completely "crazy", he doesn't want to die, he wants to live forever.

No one can resist the temptation of eternal life.

He knocked down his eldest son, who didn't know martial arts, and put him as a sacrifice in the ceremony.

The ceremony was an unprecedented success, and he obtained the continuation of life from his dead eldest son.

"I give you life, and I have the right to take it back."

Old man Feng's eyes gradually cleared up, and a surging sense of strength and long-lost vitality appeared in his body, and he felt like he was alive again.

ten years.

20 years.

100
In the wing.

Old man Feng gasped heavily.

He didn't care about the passing of qi and blood, the vitality in the qi and blood was the key to his eternal life.

He can still resist for a long time, now he just needs to wait for someone to save him.

Damn Feng Huaner.

There was a venomous look in his eyes.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind in the room.

The iron tower-like figure turned back and forth and appeared in front of him.

A pair of indifferent eyes stared at him, and his face was that of the gods and hundreds of households he had always fantasized about.

Cao Su raised his hand suddenly, and before Old Man Feng could ask for mercy, he swung his palm out.

This is the Fire Poison Palm, Cao Su's most vicious palm technique.

Even the masters of the fourth and fifth ranks can't withstand such a palm technique.

The power of the palm turned into a fiery red palm print, which was directly printed on the old man's chest without wind or breath.

"Peng!!"

The sternum was shattered, and the body was instantly infected by fire poison.

Old man Feng stared his eyes round, and the blood spurted out from his mouth.

"you you"

He was speechless.

"Let's beat you to death, so that you don't come out to be a monster again, and a good person doesn't do it, pretending to be a monster?" Cao Su smiled slightly and stood up.

The light of righteousness shines on my body, and I feel that my image is more glorious and taller.

Old man Feng's body seemed to be on fire, quickly burning under the high temperature.

Resistance without internal strength is pale and futile. No matter how much energy and blood there is, he is not an opponent at Cao Su's level.

In a blink of an eye, Old Man Feng became a fiery man, his eyes dimmed, his voice was silent, and he started to burn "sizzling".

The fire engulfed his wing.

Cao Su tried to throw the scriptures into the fire.

This scripture is useless to him, he doesn't have so much time to find these strange materials, and what's the use of sucking other people's blood?The integration alone will consume more than half of the effort.

He is already in the strength realm, he can live for many more years, if he can break through the profound realm, he can increase his lifespan by another hundred years.

This kind of low-level method can only be used at the bottom, and cannot be used on the table.

However, what Cao Su didn't expect was that this blood scripture couldn't be burned at all.

I don't know what kind of material the scriptures are made of, and they are fireproof.

Cao Su stretched out his hand and took out the scriptures from the fire again, and then let out his inner strength.

The scriptures were torn apart under his palm.

He clasped his hands again, and the power of the fire-poison palm burst out.

The scriptures instantly turned into powder, and completely dissipated in the flames.

(End of this chapter)