The myth of crossing the heavens

Chapter 45 Booty

Smiling and laughing, blood flowed from the corner of Yi Qingchen's mouth.

"Senior brother!"

Linghu Chong's heart tightened, and he said with concern: "Junior brother, are you seriously injured?"

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury."

Yi Qingchen pushed him away and stood up, said with a smile: "Go back and recuperate for a few days and you'll be fine."

"If you fight head-on, you are not my opponent!"

'Old Detective Quick' spoke suddenly, his voice full of unwillingness.

Yi Qingchen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, hehe sneered: "Then why didn't you just stop me from asking for a fight in the street, but set up so many tricks and traps instead?"

"You do not dare!"

Yi Qingchen thought about the famous scenes of heroes in his memory, and said coldly: "Because you are old, you will be afraid of death when you are old, and you will lose your courage if you are afraid of death. How can you be undefeated without courage?"

The painting style is a bit wrong, it seems to be the language art of Gu Long's novels.

Yi Qingchen complained in his heart, but the expression on his face was extremely cold.

Matched with his towering posture with the sword in hand, the force level rose step by step.

Not to mention others, at least Linghu Chong felt that he was much taller in view of his background.

The 'old catcher' spit out a mouthful of blood and fell on his back.

"Is it really dead?"

Yi Qingchen carefully looked at it, and felt that it was better not to rush to investigate.

He killed the 'old catcher' by stabbing nine swords in a row, piercing the opponent's inner armor and piercing the heart.

A sword piercing the heart is theoretically fatal.

However, the world of martial arts is full of variables. What if someone with extraordinary talent has a heart on the right side like the yellow-browed monk?

Yi Qingchen quickly thought of a way.

"Catcher Lin, the old thief killed many of our brothers, let the brothers pick up bows and arrows, and shoot him a few arrows for revenge."

Just now when the 'Old Detective' released the black blood poison needle, two police officers were shot to death, just taking this opportunity to let the police officers vent their emotions.

Anyway, the last thing the enemy needs is mercy.

"Yes, I will arrange it immediately."

Hearing the words, Catcher Lin carefully got up from the ground, and said respectfully to Yi Qingchen.

From the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to get involved in the struggle between Yi Qingchen and the 'old catcher'.

Just now, Yi Qingchen and the 'old catcher' fought fiercely, tearing down walls when they met walls, and trees when they met trees, they were absolutely brave and invincible.

No matter which one kills them, it is as simple as crushing a chick to death.

If the old guy is not dead, wouldn't shooting him be suicide?
But even though he was reluctant in every possible way, he did not dare to neglect.

The outcome has been divided, Yi Qingchen is obviously the victor, the consequences of offending him will be even more serious.

Lin Butou yelled and directed all the catchers to quickly pick up the bow and arrow, and shoot them crookedly.

Everyone is not a professional soldier, and few are proficient in bows and arrows.

One arrow misses, two arrows fly...

However, the distance is short after all, and after wasting a few arrows, the accuracy will be greatly increased.

So the 'old catcher' was shot like a hedgehog, only the part of his body protected by the inner armor was left bare.

Now even if he is very talented, he is still dead.

Only then did Yi Qingchen feel relieved, and said to Butou Lin: "Touto Lin, let the brothers pick up the murder weapon and stolen goods in one place, and I can take them back to the county government after I inspect them later."

Lin Butou should be respectful.

"The things they carry are very important to me, please take care of them."

Yi Qingchen gave a warning, and then sat down to concentrate on breathing.

Just now when he was killing the 'Old Detective', he was wounded by the opponent's dying counterattack, and suffered serious internal injuries.

If it is delayed for a long time, the healing time will be multiplied.

Linghu Chong couldn't help shaking his head.

Junior brother and master are different after all, so master can't do such a thing that loses his reputation.

He raised his sword and stood beside Yi Qingchen, constantly looking around.

While guarding, he supervised the work of the policemen.

After a while, a pile of items was placed in front of Yi Qingchen.

Yi Qingchen ignored it and continued to exercise.

Catcher Lin didn't dare to leave with his belongings without authorization, and at the same time sent his men to announce the good news to the county magistrate, and at the same time sent people to search for the Li family members.

He ordered his subordinates to focus on explaining to the grandfather how vicious and powerful the enemy is, and more importantly, Yi Qingchen's martial arts are stronger.

He didn't know what the magistrate thought, and he didn't care.

Anyway, he must persuade the magistrate to make friends with Yi Qingchen, if the magistrate does not listen to him, he will think of a way out.

Not long after, the members of the Li family were found in the cellar.

More than [-] people from all over the house, plus nearly a hundred maids and servants, all died, and the corpses were piled up in the cellar.

Lin Butou sighed and had no choice but to pass the news to the county magistrate.

The third master of the Li family was an official in the capital, so he must have a very bad impression of himself as an official in office after this incident happened.

Forget it, let the magistrate have a headache.

After a long time, the sky gradually turned white.

Yi Qingchen let out a mouthful of turbid air, with a smile on his face.

'Zixia Divine Art' really deserves the word 'God', and its healing effect on internal injuries is far better than that of Huashan Internal Art.

In only two hours or so, his injury had healed.

Not only that, after a night of fierce fighting, his internal strength directly increased by half, which was equivalent to ten months of hard work.

The progress of swordsmanship increased by [-] points, the progress of internal strength increased by [-] points, and the progress of qinggong was slightly worse, only [-] points.

This battle is worth the hard work of the last month.

If it is not too dangerous, it is really the best method of cultivation.

Name: Yi Qingchen
Status: Disciple of Huashan

Strength: First-class master, go to fight for justice!

Spirit Power: 34
Martial arts:

Zixia Divine Art (Perfect) 1406/72900 ＋

Huashan swordsmanship (proficient) 6001/72900 +
Huashan Lightness Kung Fu (Easy) 12234/24300 +
Gorgeous and powerful.

Yi Qingchen closed the panel contentedly, and turned to get busy with business.

The heavy rain had stopped long ago, and everything was piled up on the table into a hill.

Five corpses were placed individually by the table.

Three masks of silver, bronze, and fine iron, 'old catcher' and 'corpse'.

The bronze mask is also dead.

He was a tough guy, he smashed the back of his head while fighting outside, and died quietly.

"It's a man!"

Yi Qingchen muttered: "However, a man who is kind is respectable, and a man who is evil is even more hateful."

The masks of the five people have been taken off, Yi Qingchen will first look at the mastermind who plotted against him.

The 'old catcher' wore a human skin mask, probably cut from the face of the old catcher he replaced.

His real face was still younger, about 50 to [-] years old, and his face remained unwilling and panicked after death.

Probably the people of the Demon Cult are also afraid of death.

The silver mask, the bronze mask, and the fine iron mask are older, only the person who plays the 'corpse' is younger, probably in his 40s.

In the world of Swordsman and Proud Jianghu, most of the martial arts are obtained through working years.

Except for Linghu Chong and Lin Pingzhi, all other masters are middle-aged and elderly.

Even Ren Yingying, who was born in the Devil's Sect and had an advantage, couldn't be ranked first.

Yi Qingchen looked at the faces of the five people one by one, and couldn't help shaking his head.

Not seen, not a single one.

Not only have I never seen it, but none of the famous Jianghu masters I heard from Lao Yue before have the same characteristics.

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