Starting from the Valkyrie, pushing across the ages

Chapter 27 Decision
"It's not that monster."

Looking around at the traces of fighting in the alley, the headed burly man squatted down. After careful inspection, he made a conclusion in a hoarse voice:
"They were all beaten to death first, and then their heads were chopped off. Among those who shot, there was a master, and it is likely to be related to the remnants of the Shen Party."

There are not many masters above the world masters, they are all included in the second list of heaven and earth, and there are only more than a hundred masters who are listed on the earth list.

There are only twelve Martial Arts Great Masters in the Tianbang. In recent years, those who have died, those who ransacked their homes, and the new ones, there are only ten remaining, and there are two vacancies.

Grandmasters are rare in the first place, and even fewer are willing to stay in the barren island. Apart from the secret remnants of the party, there is basically no other possibility.

A trace of doubt flashed in the man's eyes. If it was purely for the purpose of spreading blame, this technique would be too low. Why would he do this?
Just as he was meditating, a figure rushed towards him.

"My lord, there is news from Group B, and we have found the traces of the new demon!"

"Lock the position and keep her at all costs!"

Hearing this, the burly man stood up suddenly and strode out of the alley.

Someone from the side came to ask: "My lord, then this case..."

"Don't worry about it, hand it over to the government office here, and hunt down demons is the top priority."

"promise!"

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At noon, the sun was high, but there was no warmth.

It was approaching the end of the new year, and the barren island was already bitterly cold, but now the temperature was approaching freezing point.

A convoy moved slowly along the path blazed by the predecessors.

Shen Qing sat cross-legged in the carriage, closed her eyes and meditated while performing the exercises, and began to think about future plans.

She doesn't have much power in her hands now, Wu Zhenhai can't fight for a long time, it's tantamount to fighting for his life, and he will be in a very dangerous situation when he meets the existence of the same master.

Other than him, the difference is not far.

Hao Yun was originally a congenital master, but unfortunately his internal strength has been crippled. Now relying on his innate divine power, he can barely suppress an acquired martial artist.

Liang Yuan, Feng Yikui and the others were even worse. With their physiques honed by innate internal strength, they could barely compete with the warriors around the acquired seventh level.

It can be said that apart from Wu Zhenhai, no one in this group can even pose a threat to Shen Qing.

Their only advantage is that they have fought on the battlefield and are familiar with the formation of troops, which is much more precious than a little combat power.

'If you want to make trouble, you still have to go back to Qianzhou. '

After thinking about it for a long time, Shen Qing had a calculation in his heart, only in troubled waters can he fish, and with a big battle, the number of awakened blood of gods will inevitably increase.

Although there are dangers in this, it may not be an opportunity to consume the background of the Great Xia court.

Barren islands are only suitable for hiding for a while, not good places to raise troops. The land is vast and sparsely populated, there is a lack of money and food, and horse bandits are rampant.

Compared with those mountain bandits who intercepted the road in Qianzhou, these horse bandits were more difficult to control, with tyrannical temperament, and they were murderous gangsters themselves.

However, if these horse bandits can be cleaned up, a large number of war horses can be obtained, which is a very precious strategic resource.

While thinking, Shen Qing suddenly opened his eyes, his expression changed slightly, and his gaze swept to the side.

Under her gaze, the horizontal knife not far away began to tremble violently, being pulled by an invisible force, the blade slid out more than two inches, revealing a cold light.

The carriage shook lightly and stopped slowly. Shen Qing stood up holding the knife, stepped out of the carriage, and scanned the surrounding fields.

The long knives in the hands of Hao Yun and others also fluctuated, as if they were alive, trembling non-stop, almost going out of their sheaths.

"Why is this?!"

Wu Zhenhai's complexion changed drastically. With his extensive knowledge, he had never seen such a situation.

Although there are legends in the world about immortals holding swords in the air, they are legends after all, and no one has ever seen them.

Even a great master of martial arts, if he wants to take pictures from a distance, he still has to rely on internal strength, at most ten feet away from the body, but now there is no one in sight.

Shen Qing's expression was a little dignified. She had heard of this kind of situation in the memory of later generations.

The types of blood descendants of the gods are extremely complex, and if they are distinguished by blood alone, there are thousands, if not tens of thousands.

These people with the blood of gods and spirits cannot perfectly control their own state at the beginning of awakening, and the leakage of power will cause various visions.

In this situation, it is very likely that the blood of the gods appeared nearby.

Judging from the reaction of the sword, this blood of the gods probably inherited the blood of a certain sword god.

Moreover, it is not an ordinary God of the Dao of the Sword, who can arouse the Yin of the Sword from such a distance. According to the division among later generations, they are at least the descendants of the true gods above the seventh rank.

Just as this thought arose, a curtain of light suddenly jumped out and caught Shen Qing's eyes.

Inside the light curtain, the sundial was stained with a layer of blood, and there was an extra layer of roulette on the outermost circle, depicting mysterious silver patterns, dividing east, west, north, south, and the four poles of heaven and earth.

In addition to the pointer, a slightly illusory light and shadow appeared on the roulette, pointing out a coordinate.

The sudden change of the sundial made Shen Qing unexpected.

Before she could think about it, the coordinates that appeared on the roulette began to rapidly approach the center of the sundial.

After a little comparison of the directions, Shen Qing realized that the center of the sundial represented her own position.

"Come on!"

Before she had time to think about it, Shen Qing yelled, pulled the reins, and turned around.

Whatever that is, there's nothing wrong with avoiding it first.

Snapped--

The whip fell on the horse's buttocks, and there were ear-piercing crisp sounds.

A group of people followed behind Shen Qing and galloped wildly.

Shen Qing stared at the sundial all the time, and soon discovered with some horror that the distance between her and the coordinates did not shrink at all, but was getting closer.

The speed of this unknown thing is terrifying.

After a cup of tea, Shen Qing suddenly turned her head and looked at the boundless wilderness behind her.

Behind the originally empty space, a dark shadow appeared.

As the distance gradually narrowed, Shen Qing frowned slightly after seeing who was coming.

It was a woman, young, in her early twenties, covered in bruises, ragged, and unable to cover her body, with only a few strands of rags hanging on her body, her expression seemed to be crying and laughing, almost crazy.

Behind the woman, there was another figure accompanying her like a shadow, dressed in black, with a burly figure and a copper mask on her face.

"God catcher!"

Wu Zhenhai's complexion changed drastically, and he immediately made a decisive decision, reining in his horse and turning around:
"You guys go first, I'll delay for a while!"

humming-

Before the words fell, a series of crisp chants sounded, including the horizontal knife in Shen Qing's hand, all the long knives were unsheathed, pulled by invisible forces, and shot towards the rear.

Six or seven long knives with a sharp whistling, brushed past the woman and pointed at the vitals of the burly man behind.

Taking advantage of this gap, the woman chased after him, passed the convoy from above, and directly passed Shen Qing's head.

However, before he could take two steps, a flying knife charged through the air with Pei Ran's inner strength.

puff!
The flying knife pierced straight through the back of the woman's head, and the tip of the knife pierced through the forehead bone, firmly stuck between her eyebrows, and the whole person fell from the air like a bird with broken wings.

The blood splashed everywhere fell into Shen Qing's mouth, and there was a hint of saltiness in the rich rust smell.

The moment the blood was stained, lines of information suddenly appeared in Shen Qing's mind.

【Bloodline: Shadow Clan】

[Cultivation: Middle Stage of the Second Realm]

[Status: dying (semi-awakened)]

(End of this chapter)