wicked immortal

"It's really all right, it made me worry for nothing." Tomorrow hit Zhao Yuan's strong body with a powder fist, and praised him.At this time, Zhao Yuan was almost numb, because his clothes were shredded to pieces by the black-faced man in iron armor, revealing his rock-like muscles.

"What about you?" Zhao Yuan looked worriedly at the pale tomorrow.

"Hmph, I came from Cixinzhai, so I'm not so easy to get hurt. However, warriors are really scary, even if I team up with Mingyue, I'm not his opponent... Master said, there are only a handful of warriors in the Great Qin Empire, Intermediate fighters are even rarer... why are we so unlucky!" Ming Ri had a look of resentment on his face.

"If you don't make trouble..."

"Hey, is it wrong for us to snatch a horse for you with good intentions? Besides, if that person doesn't molest us, will we kill him for no reason?"

"...Well, what should we do now? Mingyue may be caught by that person, or he may be killed." Zhao Yuan was too lazy to argue, Mingyue was alone, and he was a little restless.

"It's okay, he can't catch her. Mingyue is much stronger than me. Although she can't beat the warrior, it is not easy for the warrior to catch her."

"Mingyue is so powerful?" Zhao Yuan was taken aback, he always thought that Mingyue was stronger than Mingyue, but he didn't expect Mingyue to be stronger.

"Of course. Our sisters are of the same mind, and we will discuss things right away. Do you think we are running away blindly?" Tomorrow rolled Zhao Yuan's eyes.

"Mind-to-heart connection?" Zhao Yuan was taken aback, suddenly, he had a strange feeling, but he couldn't find the problem.

"Alright, let's wait for Mingyue here."

"Ah... What if the black-faced man in iron armor chases after him? Besides, Mingyue may not be able to find this place."

"Don't worry, warriors don't know how to fly with a sword. Although they can fly through the air, they can't fly long distances. We've been away for tens of miles just now, and he will never waste energy chasing after him. As for Mingyue, she will naturally There is a way to find us."

"Oh..." Zhao Yuan was immediately relieved of Mingyue's comfort.

"Then what are you doing now?"

"Camp! What else can you do? It's getting dark, don't you want to sleep?" Zhao Yuan glared tomorrow.

"Oh……"

Hearing the word "sleep", Zhao Yuan's heart skipped a beat, this was the first time he was alone with tomorrow.

Tomorrow's Sumeru Precepts really has everything you need, apart from all kinds of snacks and household items, there is actually a tent.

The tent is small, but the design is very reasonable. Soon, the two set up the tent in the cave, leaving a place for a bonfire at the entrance of the cave.

The two of them had nothing to do, they laid a carpet on the grass outside the cave, chatted while eating snacks, and waited for Mingyue to come back.

"What's the matter with the warrior?"

Thinking of the ferocious aura of the iron-clad black-faced man, Zhao Yuan felt terrified. The power of that man was many times stronger than Wan Ziyu Suxin Shitai and other cultivators.

Tomorrow and Mingyue are both junior third-level aura cultivators. The younger generation in the cultivation world are already considered masters among the masters. However, the two of them had no power to fight back against the iron-clad black-faced man. It can be seen how terrifying it is.

At that time, Zhao Yuan was punched in the back by the iron-clad man, feeling as if the sky was falling.

"Warriors enter the Tao through martial arts. They are a very special group of people. They have no magic weapons, flying swords, elixir talismans, and can't absorb the spiritual energy of spar. They are actually ordinary people who enter the Tao through physical cultivation. Their physical bodies are extremely tyrannical, even the flying swords of cultivators can't hurt them. Moreover, their strength is extremely terrifying, and they are prone to close combat, even some master cultivators have to make a detour when encountering them .”

"It's so powerful!" Zhao Yuan couldn't help gasping, he couldn't imagine that ordinary people could compete with cultivators through tyrannical violence, and even asked cultivators to take a detour, which really challenged his imagination.

"Yes, it's more powerful than you imagined. I heard from the master that warriors also have levels, which are similar to cultivators. They are also divided into early warriors, elementary warriors, intermediate warriors, and advanced warriors. Each level is divided into several stages. However, no The way of heaven, it is said that no warrior has ever seen through the way of heaven."

"If it is divided according to level, is it true that cultivators are more powerful than warriors at the same level?" Zhao Yuan asked.

"Who told you?" Tomorrow looked at an idiot.

"You and Mingyue have only reached the elementary third-level aura, but the opponent is an intermediate warrior, and he can't kill you. Doesn't this prove that the same level, the practitioner is more powerful?"

"Big brother, it's not what you calculated. First of all, Mingyue and I are twin sisters, we share the same mind, and if something goes wrong, we immediately evacuate, catching the warrior by surprise. Secondly, we are the disciples of Mrs. Suxin, and we have a lot of elixir , if it were an ordinary cultivator, not to mention that he couldn’t escape, even if he escaped, he would have to lie down for three to five years without any elixir to heal his injuries..."

"Lie down for three years or five years..." Zhao Yuan was shocked from ear to ear.

"Of course! Cultivators at the same level as warriors are no match for warriors at all. For example, the iron-armored man has already reached the realm of intermediate warriors. Even a cultivator like Liu Xiaotian may not be able to beat him."

"So perverted!"

"Yes."

"Isn't it true that people in the cultivation world can't fight against warriors?"

"It's not what you said. A warrior is as powerful as a warrior, and a cultivator has his magical powers. Both sides have their own strengths. Moreover, the cultivator has the magic weapon and medicine, which is innately superior. If we really want to fight, no one will die. Certainly, besides, the number of warriors is extremely rare, it is said that in the entire Great Qin Empire, there are only four intermediate warriors... oh my god...we actually got involved with the black-faced god!" Tomorrow suddenly covered his mouth and exclaimed.

"Who is the black-faced god?"

"It's the black-faced man in iron armor, he is one of the four great warriors of the Great Qin Empire." Tomorrow, who had always been unconcerned, showed a hint of fear on his face.

"Four great warriors, black-faced gods! Are they the four great frontier generals of the Great Qin Empire?" Zhao Yuan suddenly remembered something.

"That... I don't know... I only heard from the master that in the Great Qin Empire, there are a total of four intermediate warriors on each side... Because warriors and cultivators are completely two worlds, so the realm of cultivation treats them Not a lot of attention, and I don't know very well..."

"That's right, the Great Qin Empire has four generals guarding the border. Among them, the one guarding the western border is called the Black-faced God, the eastern border is called the Silver Armored God, the south is called the Sledgehammer God, and the north is called the Star God. God. The four generals are brave and good at fighting, and they are the pillars of the empire... It's okay, it's okay..." As a child of a family, Zhao Yuan naturally knew the four famous generals of the Great Qin Empire, but he just didn't know, The four generals turned out to be mid-level warriors that made even cultivators turn pale.

"Well what?"

"If you kill the black-faced god, the Great Qin Empire will..."

"Use your brain, okay? He is an intermediate martial artist, and we don't kill him whenever we want." Tomorrow poked Zhao Yuan.

"That's actually... It seems that I am really a disaster star. In Wanjia, I messed with Liu Xiaotian, and I ran out for a short time, and then I messed with the black-faced god. Congratulations, congratulations..." Zhao Yuan smiled wryly.

"What are you afraid of? Aren't you just a black-faced god? We're still living well. Cowards!" Mingri spat at Zhao Yuan.

"I'm not afraid. I'm alone, so there's nothing to be afraid of. What I'm afraid of is your kindness. If the black-faced god knows that you are a disciple of Master Suxin, you will be miserable."

"Could it be possible that he still dares to go to the Cixin Zhai in Shenlong Mountain?" Tomorrow snorted coldly.

"So what if someone kills Cixinzhai? He is a general with millions of soldiers in his hands, and he is an intermediate warrior. Let alone a small Cixinzhai like you, even if it is a famous sect like Huayunzong, as long as he As soon as an order is issued, it will be wiped out in ashes and razed to the ground in an instant."

"Ah... this... what to do..." Tomorrow, when Zhao Yuan said this, he panicked and stammered.